Until now.

On those wilderness roads in uninhabited areas, evil things no one knows about are happening all the time.

And those victims will be added to the annual list of missing persons a few years later, becoming a series of cold data.

Inside the police station.

These travel roads are generally called death roads.

There are too many dead souls on the road.

So...the FBI listed a missing person on the road case as a practical teaching for trainees?

Reminiscent of the practical lessons Anthony taught himself before.

Dean couldn't help but wonder.

Did Anthony lead these FBI instructors astray, or did these training bases lead Anthony astray?

"Have you finished reading?"

Massa took out a bottle of cold beer from the small refrigerator under his seat, bit off the cork, and drank happily.

To show off.

Along the way.

He was so suffocated.

Dean threw the box aside:

"After reading it, this should be a hunting game.

The murderer should be a group of people!

They select their prey through certain channels and then commit crimes.

Given the random nature of travel for these missing persons.

I suggest focusing on motels near the Talia Mountains and hotels in small towns.

They should have set up outposts in these places to select prey, and there must be official personnel involved."

"Cough cough cough~" Massa choked.

He coughed and cried, and it took him a long time to catch his breath. He looked at Dean with the eyes of God: "Man, are you really only 22 years old?"

This information took them almost half a month to figure out, and then went fishing to eliminate the perverted gang.

The result was in Dean's mouth, but it felt like he was personally involved.

"Actually, I still have about ten days until I officially turn 22."

Dean shrugged:

"There is too much information to refer to in a persistent case like this. If you look at the problem through its essence, you will discover the criminal characteristics of the murderer.

No challenge at all!

And it will take too much time on the way back and forth, which is no fun at all.

Is there a case that’s a little more interesting but doesn’t take too much time?”

"Why?"

"Because my dear mother hopes that I can eat the cake she baked by herself on Christmas Day. I vowed that even if it rains knives, I will rush back on time."

Massa rolled his eyes and gave Dean a thumbs up: "Well, your excellence has conquered me, and I admit that you have the qualifications to choose cases."

Finished.

He took out a black satellite phone and dialed.

moment.

Massa put away his phone and said in a relaxed tone: "There is a case that matches your statement, but it may be dangerous. Are you sure you want to change it?"

"Talk about it."

"There are a pair of crazy skinning brothers who are currently wanted by us.

They like to use electric saws to cut people into pieces, then cut off their faces, dry them, sew them into clothes, and wear them on themselves.

The police have been chasing them, but there are too many no-man's lands in America.

In the end, they killed a family of six during their escape, then took the owner's firearms and hid in the Hagar Mountains.

It was a hunting ground. Earlier, it was also the stronghold of some gangsters, and the terrain was very complex.

Originally, unless such a person ran out again, we would rarely continue to chase him.

But they didn’t know whether to live or die, and on the way to escape, they tortured and killed the young son of a rich man who had run away from home.”

Massa smiled:

"The rich man offered a reward of five million U.S. dollars, hoping that when his son is buried on December 21st, the heads of the two brothers will be placed in front of the tombstone to repent.

My friend originally wanted to make an appointment with me to handle this case alone.

Because I'm an expert in trace tracing.

Dean, if you are interested, I can take you with me and teach you trace tracking."

Dean became interested: "How will we divide the money then?"

"According to merit." Massa said nonchalantly: "Anyway, you have to rely on me for tracking. I will get two million US dollars, and you two will discuss the rest!"

"You are so sure you can find those two brothers!"

"As long as they are in the mountainous area, even if they are hiding in the mud, they can't escape my eyes!" Massa was extremely confident!

“It’s a deal!”

Dean is planning to take his family on a luxury trip after Christmas, just to replenish his soon-to-be depleted wallet!

"Then let's pick up my friend first!" Massa let out a strange scream, stepped on the accelerator, turned 180 degrees, and disappeared on the deserted road with Dean in the car.

Not sure if I can come out before twelve o'clock to update.

You can watch it tomorrow.

Good night, brothers.

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