Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 71 71. Abby's Misfortune

"I plead guilty."

In the interrogation room, in the face of a large amount of evidence, Rosie Tunney simply pleaded guilty.

The police officers who stayed up all night outside the interrogation cheered, as happy as if their favorite team had won the championship.

And a prompt flashed in front of Dean's eyes.

The progress of the investigation is [-]%.

Event death of wife is complete.

Rewards are waiting to be withdrawn.

extract.

Experience +40
等级lv2（20/300）→（60/300）

"It's rare, boy, at such a young age, you don't feel arrogant when you have made great achievements, and you are generous enough to invite everyone to dinner." Carl Rand touched his shiny forehead and said in a rough voice, "Just tonight, Don't take part in support missions, let's go to Franklin's barbecue restaurant for dinner together."

"Listen to the valuable experience of the seniors later to pave the way for future development." Moore, another blond police officer, put his arm around him and said half-truthfully, "And Thomas is not the only one in our team. Beautiful daughter, and someone else who would love to be your father-in-law."

"Get out!" Thomas pushed him with feigned anger, and scolded with a smile, "Don't even try to rob me of my son-in-law!"

"Everyone, unfortunately, I can't drink alcohol." Dean shrugged,

"Boring boy, how do you release stress without drinking?

"Then you can drink juice later."

"OK."

……

Dean is just a fledgling rookie, and he can't talk much during the dinner party. Most of the time, he listens to this group of experienced seniors about the various cases they have taken over in the past, and also asks some parents, but he also listens with gusto.

Unfortunately, all he heard were ordinary murders.

The six people in Karl's group seem to have never been in contact with the supernatural.

……

After the dinner, Dean's life returned to normal.

In this incident, he showed his ability to solve problems, and was highly recommended by Holden. In addition, he humbly used a meal to get closer to the police officers.

Team leader Karl appreciated this very much, and promised to let him follow up as an intern when he received a new case, so that he could see it.

This perfectly solves the problem of future event sources.

However, major cases do not happen every day. In the next half month, Dean will still do trivial volunteer work conscientiously, and insist on boring daily training.

Dean Lou

Character level: 2 (60/300)

Age: 18
Physical: 12.6
Strength: 10.7→10.8
Sensitivity: 12.2
Perception: 10.4
Spirit: 14.3
Will: 12.2
……

Ability: 4/5
格斗lv1(134/200→142/200)
射击lv1(80/200→88/200)
Shadow of the Past lv1 (7→22/200)
Balance meditation method lv1 (58→73/200)
……

With shooting improved to this point, Dean will basically not miss the fixed target of the pistol within 15 meters, and he can get [-] rings with five precision shots.

He started training on moving targets within 10 meters, as well as rifle shooting training using the more accurate AR-15.

……

Late September.

Girls can be seen everywhere in the school wearing cool short-sleeved skirts and short skirts, showing off their good figures generously.

With appreciative eyes, Dean walked in the shade of the campus, but he didn't take a few steps.

"Hi Dean!"

Under the fir tree, a strange Asian boy greeted him from afar.

"Hi."

"Good morning, Dean!"

By the stairs, a handsome junior school girl waved at Dean with a slightly red face, and the female students around her reacted and showed warm and friendly smiles at Dean.
"Hey buddy, have you had lunch? Would you like some?"

On the side of the road, the black wazell who was talking to a group of black people passionately fucked Fark followed Dean a few steps, and handed the tuna sandwich to him respectfully,
"Thanks, but I have my own lunch."

Dean walked quickly to the classroom, but the Mexican boy beside the locker in the corridor, who was selling "herbal medicine" like a rich kid in sunglasses, caught a glimpse of him and immediately straightened his body and saluted him.

"Salute to you, Kung Fu Master!"

……

"What's the matter with these guys, the sun is too strong, and the bones are softened, can't I be a low-key person all day long?" Dean returned to the green lawn to enjoy lunch with a group of friends, shouting authentically,

"That can't be helped. The impact of the Lake Mead incident still exists. Everyone regards you as a 'Superman'. Only after you graduate and leave school, your name will slowly sink." Gretchen explained, moving Skillfully took away the unopened yogurt from his plate and took a big sip, "How are volunteers doing recently, are you still used to it?"

"It's not bad." Reciprocity, Dean took a fork of the untouched ham on Gretchen's plate and devoured it. "By the way, your father Thomas Allen has helped me a lot."

"Since you thank him, why not accompany me to the range to practice shooting after school today!" Gretchen rubbed her slender fingers, and looked over with glowing eyes, "I can't beat you in fighting, and I want to let you learn a lot about shooting."

Rust and Britney at the dining table exchanged a subtle glance,

"Everyone, what's the point of training shooting? How about some exciting actual combat? Now is the autumn hunting season. Are you interested in joining?" Baker invited, "I will be in charge of the hunting ground and hunting guide, and I promise to let you have a good time." addiction."

"I don't want to hurt innocent animals," Jenny shook her head biting the fruit candy,
"My gun is only aimed at criminals." Gretchen refused righteously.

Others have little interest in hunting.

Only Dean changed his expression slightly,
"What is the specific arrangement?"

"It's very simple. After obtaining a license through novice training, safety training, and hunting technology training, you can purchase hunting clothing, shoes and socks and other equipment, and then you can sweat under the guidance of hunting guides. In more than a month, in mid-November, Wild boars and goats can be hunted here in Las Vegas." Baker introduced, "If you are interested, I will call you when the time comes."

"How much will it cost?" Dean asked.

"Have you any hunting weapons?"

"There's an AR-15."

"Bring your own bullets, within two hundred knives."

"Then I'll sign up."

The two made an appointment for the time being.

……

"Everyone, speaking of which, what happened to Abby?" Britney glanced at her friends and asked worriedly, "She's been on leave for a week, right? When will she be back at school?"

Gretchen stirred the oatmeal in the bowl with a spoon, pursed her lips, and said worriedly,
"She has a severe fever these days, and she keeps having nightmares, so she can't come to school for the time being."

"Haha, it's time to show up." Jenny joked, "You have always cared about your good sister, so you have to say something about breaking up friendship."

Gretchen turned her head and frowned with heroic eyebrows to retort.

"Abby's house and mine are neighbors. Her mother talks to my mother about a lot of boring housework every day. Even if I plug my ears, I can't stop it."

"Okay, Ms. Stubborn... even if we beg you." Rust wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth and looked around at his friends. "How about taking everyone to see Abby this afternoon?"

"agree!"

"Seconded!"

……

After school, Dean and five friends drove to Abby's house, a middle-class community in South City.

The greenery is great. Lush shrubs and palm trees are planted on both sides of the road. When the wind blows, the tangy fragrance of plants floats into the car windows.

The houses with red walls and green tiles with front and back yards on both sides are also very exquisite.

"Dean, what's the situation?" Gretchen, who was in the co-pilot, stood up suddenly, and pointed to the gate of Abby's house outside the car window in surprise.

Three police cars lined up, the lights on the top of the cars were shining brightly.

Three police officers in khaki police uniforms and wearing LVPD badges on their chests were standing outside the yard, their faces tensed, their expressions so serious that they were terribly serious, with "no approaching" written all over them.

Dean recognized at a glance that they were all police officers from Karl's team, pushed the door and got out of the car and walked over.

"Maggs, Crusoe, Carol...why are you here?"

"It's a coincidence that you came here, there is a new case here." The strong police officer with the hook nose turned and glanced at the two-story building, "Since the boss said that he will take care of you, do you want to come back together later?" Bureau?"

"What case? Abby Clark, or did something happen to her family?"

Gretchen next to Dean interjected worriedly,
"Sorry, little niece, Thomas specifically asked us, this matter has nothing to do with you, you just leave it alone, go home and stay well." Another thin Latino police officer shook his head, "Wait for new news, your father I will tell you personally."

"Abby is my good...my classmate and I have to figure out what happened to her."

As Gretchen said, she was about to rush into the yard. When Luster and Baker saw this, they got out of the car and rushed behind her to support her, but they were stopped by the police officers forming a human wall.

"Mr. Police Officer, Abby didn't go to school for a week, so there will be no accidents?" Baker asked worriedly,
"Idiot, shut your crow's mouth!" Luster slapped Baker's arm hard, "Have you ever cursed a good friend like that?"

"Quiet! Boys and girls, let me emphasize this for the last time. This matter has nothing to do with you. Don't besiege here. Let me go home!"

The strong police officer gave a serious warning.

crunch--

The door on the first floor opened suddenly.

Carl, who was shiny in the Mediterranean, handcuffed a skinny girl in denim overalls with messy hair and thick dark circles out of the room, followed by a middle-aged woman who cried and blushed and yelled.

"Abby is innocent, she didn't hurt anyone!"

"Abby, Aunt Raj, what happened?"

Gretchen squeezed over to hold the middle-aged woman's arm, and turned her gaze to her good sisters from childhood to adulthood,
"I don't know." Abby shook her pale face, her thin body convulsed like a goat, and her voice was full of tears, "They said that I was suspected of killing a child, what Bucky Fowler Lan, but I've never heard of that name."

"My poor Abby, I have been staying at home to recuperate this week, and I haven't been anywhere, how could I kill someone inexplicably?" Aunt Raj grabbed Gretchen's hand tightly, with tears in her eyes, "Help my Abby! Bee, Abby has always treated you like a sister."

She looked at the stern Karl pleadingly again,

"Cut it off, ma'am! I have read your rights and clearly displayed the warrant, please don't delay."

Carl's tone and eyes were as cold as the wind in a winter night,
"The law will not wrong a good person, but it will only spare a sinner. Your daughter Abby is full and an adult. She must pay the price for what she did and bear criminal responsibility."

The middle-aged woman yelled relentlessly,
But Carl Dawson forcibly separated the hysterical mother's hand, grabbed Abby's emaciated shoulders, and pushed Abby into the back of the police car over the terrified high school students.

"Dean, get in the car!" Carl cast a look at the car window, and then looked at the unwilling Gretchen with a straight face, "You stay at home, don't make things difficult for me!"

"Leave it all to me, everyone, I will take care of it, and have I let everyone down?"

Dean glanced at the group of friends, then patted Gretchen's arm comfortingly, and followed three police cars back to LVPD.

The back of the car.

He looked at Abby, who was frightfully haggard and thin with pointed chins, protruding eyes, and asked about the specific situation, but Abby was frightened and couldn't explain clearly after stammering for a long time.

He had no choice but to remind quietly,

"Listen to me, Abby, if you're scared, and you don't understand anything, just keep quiet and wait for your family to bring in a lawyer, who will tell you what to do and how to answer!"

Abby nodded heavily, "I remember, Dean! Please believe me, I am innocent, I have done nothing!"

"Better so, or God can't save you."

　In the previous chapter, I feel that there is no way to change it, so I can only skip this plot, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)