Chapter 156 Wooden House
But when they arrived in Santa Barbara, everyone had no interest in the so-called Spanish style.

What interested them was the specialty products of the local town.

The group split into two groups here.

Fule brought his girlfriend with him, perhaps also worried about his elder brother's future marriage, and took Lillian away with him.

So now he and Irina were strolling together in this small town with a decent flow of people, enjoying the tacit understanding between them.

The combination of handsome men and beautiful women will attract a lot of attention wherever they go. Yorks can see that some tourists or passers-by will glance at them from time to time.

This extraordinary sensitivity and intuition is indeed quite troublesome, and he can only adapt to it. If it were in the past, he would not have had this feeling at all.

He knew that this sensitivity was the key to sneak attacks. If a sniper aimed at him, he would feel a tingling sensation.

"Is this really the power of beauty? There are people peeking at me wherever I go."

Yorks subconsciously glanced at Irina and saw that her eyes were fixed on the small shop on the right in front.

"Want to buy something?"

Hearing this, Irina asked, "Buy a souvenir?"

Irina was looking at him when she said this.

Yorks somehow knew what Irina wanted to buy.

"Then buy it, and add my share."

Irina smiled and said, "Okay!"

The two of them walked into the small shop together, and as he guessed, Irina wanted to buy a souvenir for the two of them. She bought two resin bullfighter statues, one male and one female. The strange thing was that the man and the woman were wearing the same style of clothes, and they looked like real couple clothes.

Yorks did not refuse the gift. After studying it over and over again, he found that the quality of this resin bullfighter was quite good and it was carved very delicately. He looked at Irina, who seemed to be in a good mood:
"It's a good thing you can find these little items."

The small shop is obviously not a couple's shop, and it took a lot of effort to find products of the same style.

Irina smiled and said, "I just saw it."

York nodded and stroked the resin male bullfighter model in his hand:

"let's go."

Irina said softly: "Okay!"

The two returned to the car. Fur and his companions had returned long ago and were already waiting in the car, talking non-stop about what they had bought. Yorks and Irina smiled at each other and continued on their journey.

After this incident, the travel atmosphere in the car became better, but these people had already hidden in the back to enjoy their coffee and the leisure time of the journey.

York looked at Irina who was still sitting next to him and said, "Why don't you go?"

Irina: "We are all young people, so I won't join in the fun."

York: "I remember you were only 26 years old?"

Irina looked at York and blinked her beautiful eyes: "Do you want to hear why I don't want to go?"

Seeing Irina like this, Yorks felt that he couldn't bear it: "Then you better stop talking."

Irina smiled and stopped talking.

York coughed dryly, drove her away and said calmly: "Bring me a cup of coffee."

Irina did not refuse and said with a smile: "Okay! Respected driver."

With the coffee as a base, York continued along Highway 101. Next, he would pass the so-called Hearst Castle, a private estate, but York simply skipped it and continued driving forward.

Except for Jessica, who seemed to be middle class, the rest of the people in this car were worldly-wise people, and this kind of castle was of no advantage to them when they were traveling.

After passing Hearst Castle, we can confirm that from here on, RVs gradually move away from the city and the range of human gatherings.

Because this section of the road to San Luis Obispo has some mountainous roads, although most of it is still coastal highway.

……

……

At night, there was only one RV passing by on the quiet forest road, and its headlights illuminated the woods on both sides.

"Go and have a rest." Yorks looked at Irina sitting in the passenger seat and said softly.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

It's already getting dark by now. This area is not suitable for camping and we've already passed a service point where we can stop to rest, so we can only sleep in the car tonight.

Fortunately, this is an RV and there is enough space for sleeping.

"What about you?" Irina asked.

York felt a little warm in his heart. The reason why Irina hadn't gone to rest was just because of him.

You have to know that it is already half past ten. Staying in a moving car for a whole day actually consumes more energy than staying in the house doing nothing.

People like Ful began to feel tired as early as 9:30 in the evening and went to sleep early. Now only Irina was left with them.

"There's a service area downstairs. I'll drive over there first." York said.

Irina thought about it and said seriously: "Then I'll stay with you for a while. I'm not sleepy yet."

Seeing Irina like this, York knew he couldn't persuade her and could only nod, but he did increase his speed a little.

At the same time, York was rushing to the next service area.

I don’t know how far it is.

Two cars were heading into the forest via forest paths or some paths that were not roads at all.

Finally we stopped at a wooden house where many people were already there.

A total of six people got off the two cars. Unlike those who were going in and out of the wooden house and conducting surveys in uniform, they were all in plain clothes.

There are four men and two women, and Tifa is one of them.

"It seems we are late." The man who was obviously the oldest among the six said regretfully.

Everyone agreed, except Tifa, who was breathing heavier and frowning. She thought she would catch the criminal and go back in three days, but now she has come back empty-handed, which means she will probably have to postpone her visit.

This was not the result she wanted. She even wanted to curse when she thought of York.

"Let's go in and take a look." said the oldest man in the lead.

“I think we can find a lot of clues.”

Led by the man, Tifa followed behind, glancing at the ordinary wooden house out of habit.

There was an area with some oil drums, and even tools for felling trees, tables, etc.

Following the surveying technicians' lead, I saw a large area of ​​land that was deliberately cleared after the trees were cut down.

However, there were several abandoned cars parked in the open space, which might be the victims' cars.

Apparently, the random highwayman did often make his home here.

"Tifa?"

Hearing the voice of the only woman, Zitra, Tifa looked forward.

Chitra was standing on the steps of the cabin, watching her.

"I'm fine." Tifa pursed her lips and followed.

Qitra smiled and walked into the wooden house with Tifa, a newcomer who showed her excellence as soon as she arrived.

But this time I went in.

She covered her nose and subconsciously glanced at Tifa who was frowning.

Compared to getting along with male colleagues, Tifa, a fellow of the same sex, is more willing to let her get close.

"This is the smell of blood." Tifa nodded and said softly.

(End of this chapter)