A large number of police officers rushed up to search around. There were bodies everywhere. A dozen of the thugs had been killed.
"Captain, there's a female body here. Neck cut off." A police officer reported.
Karl was so shocked that his mind went blank. He shuddered and went over to confirm, turning the body over, and luckily it wasn't Joyce.
He breathed a sigh of relief and realized that he was covered in sweat.
He shone a flashlight on the female body, "This is Georgia, I've seen pictures of her. Killed with a slash to the throat, looks the same as the two bodies in the warehouse, and the two we met on the road. Both should have been silenced by one of their own."
"Captain, there are still a few bodies here. Although there are gunshots in the chest, they are not fatal, and they were all finally killed by someone slitting their throats!" The police officer went up to look over a few more bodies, "The bodies are still warmed, they were killed not long ago. It shouldn't take more than a quarter of an hour. The killer must be nearby. How about we start a search right away?"
Karl shook his head, "Too late, it seems that they were all killed by the same person, he should be the mastermind behind everything. The forest is so big, looking for him would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. The most important thing right now is to find Luther and Joyce, and since there are no bodies here, that means they are still alive."
Karl dialed Luther's satellite phone. At the same time, he took out his satellite locator and looked up their location.
Unfortunately, the team soon found Luther's satellite phone at the scene, as well as the satellite locator.
"This must have been dropped accidentally when they were fighting with the thugs. Several of the bodies were all hit by bullets in the right chest, all in the same spot, so perhaps it was Joyce's work." Karl analyzed. He remembered Joyce said that she was very accurate when she shot. As for how accurate, he was now kind of primed to see.
"Go through the scene, don't miss anything, and find out where Joyce and Luther went," Karl instructed, and everyone launched a carpet search.
Karl also took a flashlight and poked around.
The scene was a mess, and he could almost restore it in his head, just how intense the fight was here. His heart was deeply seized up, and he did not know whether the two of them were well.
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