Left the room.

Dean first called Marago and asked him to arrange for a few people to watch Marina, and then asked him for two unrecorded pistols.

Thanks to previous cooperation.

Malago quickly brought someone over, and at the same time threw a small bag into Dean's hand: "These two small toys are for you. They are self-produced. They have not been used since they came out. If you have any questions, please call me.

"

He didn't even ask what Dean was doing with the gun.

"Thank you, I owe you one."

After Dean checked the pistol bullets and made sure there were no problems, he took Harry and drove to the address provided by Marina.

It was a remote motel located about thirty miles outside the small city of Del Rio.

This thing can be regarded as a unique product of the United States.

Especially some remote uninhabited areas.

Some people will specially open such places on the roadside to provide one-stop services such as accommodation, meals, car repairs, and even gas.

In many horror movies.

These places are often also the dens where perverts like to disguise themselves.

All they need to do is throw some triangular spikes on the road in front of the hotel.

Those unlucky ones will come to your door.

In this country, if you travel far away without a gun, a pleasant car trip may become your last memory in the minds of acquaintances.

Out of the small town of Del Rio.

Harry finally became more lively: "Dean, do you ever feel like the Del Rio Precinct is like a legitimate gang base?"

"Then you don't think I fit in well with the environment here?" Dean smiled: "Harry, man, if we can't change the environment, we have to learn to adapt to the environment quickly. Even if it's disguise, don't make you look like a

A husky who blends into the pack of wolves, so that you can live a better life!"

As he spoke, he also lifted the gun bag on his hand.

Harry nodded hesitantly.

This is true.

If Dean's performance hadn't made Marago feel that he was the same kind, he would never have let them into the branch so easily, and now he gave them two pistols.

These are all due to Dean.

"Okay, you're right." Harry looked at the scenery outside: "I just feel like you have become a different person since you came to Texas."

"That's because you don't understand me." Dean lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then said with some melancholy: "As soon as I entered the Narcotics Enforcement Department, I was sent undercover and almost died there. Since then,

, I have grown a lot.”

Harry looked at Dean in surprise: "FK, I remembered it. No wonder Captain Munn said at the beginning that there would be a ruthless man in our squadron. We were all confused by your usual gentleness. Damn it, Dean, it turns out you

He is a bad wolf."

"Haha, yes, so follow me and you will have meat to eat!" Dean laughed.

After talking about it.

Harry, who had been feeling vaguely uneasy in his heart, was relieved, and his face regained the mean look it had in Los Angeles.

The wide khaki road is deserted.

Dean doesn't drive very slowly.

The two were talking and laughing.

After about ten minutes of touching.

An old single-family two-story cabin appeared in view.

Dean parked the car directly on the side of the road and said to Harry: "Take your gun and guard behind this house. If there is any movement, rush forward to support me!"

"Don't worry, I will be your solid backing, Dean!" Harry nodded heavily.

Dean put Harry down, started the car again, and drove towards the inn.

Outside the hotel is a flat land.

There was only a tattered, dusty gray pickup truck parked above.

When Dean got out of the car, he already had a bad feeling in his heart.

Because this pickup truck is a two-seater, it is obviously not the car that Marina and the three of them drive.

Could it be that Bert and his mother just regarded Marina as cannon fodder to attract the attention of the police, and the two of them quietly left?

Dean glanced around and rejected the idea.

The climate here is dry and dusty.

If a car is parked for several days and then suddenly leaves, within a day or two, an obvious outline will be left at the original location of the car.

But Dean found no such trace.

Or, Marina lied to him!

Either that or Bert's car left at least three days ago!

In Dean's mind, he thought of Marina's pitiful, timid little face still covered with baby fat. He shook his head and walked towards the main entrance of the motel.

I hope Marina is not lying to herself!

He doesn't have much patience anymore.

There are probably not many people passing by here.

There was no one at the front desk of the hotel, but there was a card on the counter that said: If there is no one at the front desk, then I will lie down and sleep.

Dean took a closer look and found a young man with a somewhat immature face lying under the counter, sleeping quietly.

Dong Dong Dong~

Dean knocked on the counter: "Dude, wake up!"

"Huh?" The young man was sleeping lightly and opened his eyes in confusion. After seeing Dean, he smiled: "Guest, how can I help you?"

"Get up, I'm Officer Dean. I have something to ask you!" Dean took out his police detective card, flashed it, and quickly put it away.

He has no law enforcement power here, but this does not prevent him from acting under the hood.

If the boy is not sensible.

The pistol on his waist will also be very convincing!

"Police officer?", the young man's eyes panicked: "I have always been safe here, has something happened around me?"

"Stop talking nonsense, have you seen these people?" Dean took out a photo of Marina's family.

The young man looked at it for a while and nodded hesitantly: "Except for the middle-aged man, the other three have indeed lived here for a few days."

"Where are they?"

The young man opened his mouth and his words became smoother: "I left, I left yesterday. It's strange to say that they sent the little girl away the day before yesterday, then came back to stay for one night, and checked out early yesterday morning.

"

"Yesterday?" Dean smiled kindly: "Are you sure?"

"Sure."

Touch~

The boy's head was pulled by Dean's right hand by his hair and hit hard against the counter.

"I hate when people lie to me. If you waste my time again, I will let you sleep here. Now tell me, when did they leave?"

When the young man's head was lifted up again, his still green little face was already very embarrassed from the nosebleeds.

He looked at Dean in horror, not daring to lie anymore: "The day before yesterday, police officer, I swear, they really left the day before yesterday. The little girl gave me five hundred dollars and asked me to ask someone, just say yesterday

Leave!"

"Three people together?"

"Yes, there were three of them together, and the man drove the car!"

"Very well, take me to their previous room!"

"It's right at the back, the first one!"

Dean grabbed the man's hair, dragged him to the back of the hotel, and kicked open the door.

As soon as you enter the door.

He discovered something strange!

Not in a bright field of vision.

The color of the floor is wrong!

Thanks to Yujing Book Friends for the 1,500 book coins, and thanks to the boss!
Chapter completed!