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Jack's voice was extremely calm, as if he had just completed a trivial task, but in fact only he knew how refreshing it was to vent in those short ten minutes.

"We may have found the reason why these monsters attacked the town." Hotchner's answer surprised him.

"Wait a minute, I'm coming down now."

After Jack finished speaking, he began to take off his clothes. Fortunately, he turned back and took the crowbar again, so that he did not have to fight with those disgusting ogres with his bare hands, but his clothes were still inevitably stained with some fishy body fluids.

Narcissistically squeezing his eight-pack abs with perfect lines, Jack chuckled twice and looked under the clock tower. Unfortunately, he couldn't find a haystack for him to let out an eagle's roar and take a leap of faith.

In the end, I could only reluctantly pick up the Barrett MK22, hold my nose and walk down the smelly stairs, and quickly ran to the police station at the intersection.

The bonfire at the intersection was still burning, and a woman wearing a state police uniform was crying as she tried to lower the hanging upside down body from the trailer arm.

Emily was helping her at the trailer while holding a gun on guard. She was startled when she saw a shirtless Jack suddenly appear from the darkness.

Jiejie stood guard at the door of the police station with an automatic rifle. When she saw Jack stripped like Rambo, she subconsciously thought that he was injured, and worriedly stepped forward to help him check the wound.

"I'm fine. Hotch is in there?" Jack hugged the girl and patted her back to reassure her.

Jiejie nodded, "He is contacting Rosie and Red. The equipment in the substation has been repaired."

Before she finished speaking, there was a buzzing sound, and the street lights on the street flickered on one after another. Immediately afterwards, the lighting in the police station and some surrounding buildings also resumed.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, the crisis was half over.

Behind Jiejie, there were still several young people standing timidly. It was unclear whether they were residents of the town or tourists passing by. They were all handsome men and beautiful women, which were standard features in American horror movies.

Leaving Jie Jie to continue her vigilance, Jack asked her to focus on the east, where almost all the remaining ogres were gathering, and turned around and walked into the police station.

Hotchner had just put down the police walkie-talkie in his hand, and when he saw Jack's iron-blooded appearance like Rambo, he grinned, as if he didn't know what expression to put on.

"That's why those monsters attacked Lakeville, Manard Andrews."

Hotchner walked to the temporary detention room of the police station, which is a standard feature of this kind of rural police station. In front of a cage welded with several iron bars, he faced a burly old man inside with a hideous scar at the corner of his eye. Introduced to Jack.

"Another Andrews?" Jack was stunned. "Jeremy's father?"

"You are dead. My children will tear you into pieces and eat you bit by bit. Let me go. I promise to let you live."

Manard Andrews grabbed the iron bars of the detention room and threatened with a fierce look.

Jack stepped forward and grabbed his collar, forcing his old face to press against the iron railing, squeezing it into a ridiculous shape.

"Why don't we change the deal? You call your own son and those freak kids, and I'll be responsible for sending them to hell."

"Pooh!"

"Bang!"

Jack nimbly dodged the old bastard's spit at him and punched him with a backhand until his nose started to bleed.

"He and those monsters seemed to have formed a cooperative and symbiotic relationship. Sheriff Carter caught him in the town this afternoon and had a conflict with some young people outside. The town was attacked in the evening."

Hotchner turned a blind eye to Jack's actions and whispered.

"Maybe he knew that his biological son Jeremy was coming back and wanted to prepare a grand welcome ceremony." Jack shrugged.

"Bang!" Manard Andrews climbed up from the ground, bumped his head against the iron fence, exposed his bloody gums, and smiled in a perverted and disgusting way.

"Bang!" Jack knocked him to the ground with another punch and tilted his head towards Hotchner.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to know some specifics from him."

"As you like, I'll go pick up Rossi and Red. Are there any movements with those monsters?" Hotchner had a sullen face, without even raising his eyelids.

"Almost half of them have been killed, and the rest are gathering in the east. There may be some hostages in their cars, and the distance is too far, so it's difficult to take action."

Hotchner nodded and left without saying anything else.

Manard Andrews has been locked up here from beginning to end. He may have heard Jack's gunshots deliberately luring the enemy, but he didn't know what was happening outside, and it was even less likely that he knew that so many of the monsters he controlled had been killed by Jack.

After listening to the conversation between Jack and Hotchner, he stared at Jack with splitting eyes and cursed through gritted teeth.

"Bang!" Jack punched him hard, knocking him unconscious.

——

"Ah! You bastard! What are you going to do to me?"

Manard Andrews was awakened by pain. When he woke up, he found that Jack had opened the cell door and was dragging him out like a dead dog, but his limbs could not move. Severe pain.

"Don't worry, there are still four hours before dawn, we have plenty of time." Jack threw the old dog with its limbs and joints removed on a chair.

"Introduce yourself, Jake Tavole, FBI, here to hunt down your son, Jeremy."

"Fakeyu, you bastard!"

Jack smiled and looked at the old dog, which was slumped on the chair, with only its mouth still hard.

"Let's start with the origins of these monsters."

——

"Yes, it seems to be related to the so-called mountain man legend passed down from ancient times in Meihu Town. He doesn't know the specific origin of these ogres. They originally lived in the mountains near the Clark Test Site until they were hit by a nuclear bomb. , turned into this ghostly appearance.

At that time, his wife and daughter died and his business went bankrupt. He moved to the place in the photo and ran the dilapidated roadside store, specifically targeting people who drove by. "

Half an hour later, Hotchner and Emily drove Rosie and Red to the police station. Jack also asked the old guy who had become an eunuch the whole story, and then began to tell everyone.

"The men will be killed directly and then buried in the desert. The women will be locked in the basement and subjected to all kinds of humiliation. Whenever a new victim appears, the previous ones will be killed.

Jeremy has a family background. According to him, having a child will greatly lower the vigilance of the victims. "

Hearing this, everyone showed disgusted expressions. It seemed that Jeremy's perversion did not just start from those pornographic magazines, but also from his father's words and deeds.

“He thought he was hiding it well, but in fact Jeremy had already discovered what he was doing. Not only would he spy on him when he tortured the female victim, but he would even secretly follow him when he buried the body.

Then one day, Manard unexpectedly discovered that his son had made some new friends. Jeremy would take the new friends to play where corpses were buried, and exchange the corpses that had not yet had time to rot for some glass beads. Or a fresh rabbit.

Manard's business expanded greatly after that. He taught the monsters how to evade the police, how to deploy tire breaker on the road at night, how to destroy evidence, and then each got what they needed. "

"So, why did he come to my town!" Sheriff Carter, whose eyes were red from crying but still beautiful, asked through gritted teeth.

Her husband was caught by the ogres on his way to the police station to deliver her dinner and turned into the corpse hooked to the crane arm of the trailer in the middle of the intersection.

Jack snorted coldly, "According to him, it was to welcome his son home. He wanted to take advantage of the fact that there was no one in Meihu Town tonight and take those monsters to loot some goods. Then he was entangled by a few young people when he was visiting the spot."

"Fuck him, he was the one who harassed Cruise (my girlfriend) first!" several young people said in unison.

"Yes, he just wants you to stay in the town. You and your girlfriends are his prey tonight." Jack's words immediately silenced several people, and two of the girls started crying again.

It seemed that one of their companions died outside, and Jack was not sure if it was the petite body he saw when he came.

"What should we do next? Confront those monsters until dawn?" Sheriff Carter kept glaring at Manard, who was slumped on the chair with blood all over the floor, with an evil look. It was obvious that Jack's knife could not eliminate the problem. The hatred in her heart.

"He wants to be a bait, then let him be a real bait." Jack curled his lips and cast his gaze towards the clock tower not far away.

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