Chapter 180 It's Not Worthy

"Yorks!"

Yorks rushed towards Lillian, who was trembling all over, and let her hug him. He looked at Irina and Ful and the others in front of him, opened his arms and smiled.

"Do you want to come too?"

Irina walked over silently and hugged York together with Lillian.

Caroline was a little tempted, but stopped when she saw Irina.

Full, feeling relaxed, shook his head decisively: "I am a man, I will not participate in such occasions."

"Really?" Yorks shrugged and didn't care. He just put his hands on Irina and Lillian's backs and patted them gently.

The gun was not silenced, and the shotgun itself was very loud, so he could imagine what was going on upstairs.

Julian on the side smiled, but a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. It seemed that his colleague Krahan was in trouble now.

Thinking of this, Julian waited for a while, and seeing that the time was almost right, he wanted to say something to York, but at this moment, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

Julian's heart moved, and he took out his personal mobile phone and looked at the screen.

Upon closer inspection, he saw that it was his boss calling.

I glanced at York secretly, only to find that he had already looked over and nodded.

Julian picked up the phone and said, "Boss?"

A deep voice came from the phone: "Wait a moment, we are ready to rush over now!"

Julian subconsciously glanced at the traces of battle in the restaurant, the spilled blood, and the bodies of deformed people, and couldn't help but complain in his heart: "It seems that you are a little late."

But he said, "Okay, Boss, we'll wait for you in Colmar."

"Ah."

The next second after this voice: "So, have you found any suspicious people? If so, try to wait for us to come over."

Julian hesitated a little, but still said truthfully: "Boss, we just experienced a battle."

at the same time.

In one of the police cars driving on the highway, a middle-aged man sitting in the passenger seat was listening to the words coming from the phone. His eyes were dull and full of disbelief. He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he only said.

"Wait till we come over."

Knell, who was sitting in the back seat of the car with the sheriff, saw through the rearview mirror and the emotions expressed in the sheriff's voice that something must have happened over there, so he asked:

"Captain Ezio, did something happen over there?"

Tifa, who was sitting in the back seat, also looked over. She and Knell had the same idea about the sheriff's behavior just now. Something must have happened over there.

She frowned: "Is there another accident?"

Sheriff Ezio glanced at the rearview mirror and looked at the FBI from Quantico, Virginia in the back seat. He took a breath and said in disbelief in hesitation.

"The murderer of the highway serial murder case you are investigating seems to be dead. No, it seems that all the suspects are dead."

In the back seat, Knell and Tifa looked at each other and both frowned.

Kernell whispered, "What does this mean?"

To be honest, he really didn't understand what the sheriff meant.

"Uh," said Inspector Ezio, "you all know the cause of this incident, right?"

Knell nodded. According to his understanding, the incident was caused by a group of tourists who happened to rescue a survivor from a group of deformed killers while camping and then called the police. A state police officer took over the case and reported it to the higher-ups, saying that the incident might be related to previous disappearances in the forest, and that there were people chasing tourists and requesting support.

All the things were cleverly connected together, which led to what they were rushing to do now.

"Is it true, as the state trooper said, that a group of murderers attacked them?" Knell thought of something from what the sheriff said and said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Sheriff Ezio breathed a sigh of relief and threw out a topic, letting them think about it themselves. This saved a lot of words, otherwise he wouldn't know how to explain it.

"Julian said they had just had a fight and nine people attacked the restaurant they were in."

At this point, looking at the two people in the back seat, Sheriff Ezio couldn't help but gasp: "Two against nine. All nine attackers died, including the leader."

Knell was stunned for a moment, and finally understood why the sheriff was like this. Even Tifa raised her eyebrows, feeling surprised.

After calming down, Knell asked in surprise, "How could this Officer Julian have such strong fighting ability?"

However, what he didn't expect was that Sheriff Ezio refuted his words: "No, I know Julian very well. This is not something he can do. According to him, the nine people who attacked the restaurant were almost all dealt with by the person who called the police."

Sheriff Ezio paused and smiled bitterly, "Julian said that if the caller hadn't saved him, he would have died from the arrows of his attackers."

After these words were spoken, not only Knell but also Tifa had different expressions.

Knell frowned subconsciously and asked in a deep voice: "Who is the person who called the police?"

Such a brilliant record is not something that ordinary people can achieve.

Sheriff Ezio said with a bit of a toothache: "It is said that he is an ordinary patrolman of the Los Angeles Police Department. After confirmation, it seems that his name is York Sheffield."

Tifa, who had been listening, opened her eyes wide.
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The town of Colmar.

Some time after the battle.

Before the police arrived, Yorks and Julian cleaned up the battlefield temporarily. As for the corpses and the bloodstains sprayed everywhere, they were not touched. This was something that the forensic department would deal with later.

Yorks was not worried about the outcome of killing so many people. He did everything legally and had too much evidence and witnesses.

Whether it is Julian’s law enforcement recorder or he himself is a witness.

Even the five deformed people he had killed before had the survivor Caroline as a witness.

That’s fine, considering the fact that the deformed man killed so many people, there is no doubt that he would be safe if he killed the deformed man.

If the news gets out, he will become a hero in the eyes of the people.

Yes, hero.

Killed five murderers, saved one survivor, and then fought back against the murderer's family when they attacked.

This is the type of story that free citizens love to hear.

I went outside with Julian and walked towards the police car and pickup truck parked outside the door of the deformed man, ready to check to see if Officer Crahan was still alive or look for clues about him.

What finally silenced the two men was that a body with an arrow shot through the head was lying naked on the bed of a pickup truck.

It was Officer Crahan.

Julian stood there with a dazed look on his face. Although he had already made the worst-case scenario plan in his mind, he was still greatly shocked when he saw his good friend die with his own eyes.

York sighed inwardly, took off his coat, covered the body with its clothes removed, and patted Julian's shoulder as he was still watching.

"First, lift Officer Crahan off the truck bed. This truck is too dirty and he doesn't deserve it."

　This plot finally ended well. To be honest, it was quite risky to write the plot of this highway killer.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)