Chapter 8: The Girl in the Dollhouse (2) Attacked
Vika was swept away by the blast of the explosion.
Her head was buzzing, and her ears lost the ability to pick up sound for a while.
I don't know how long it took for her to barely regain her senses.
Want to sit up.
Damn, the foot is stuck.
There was no injury, but it just couldn't be pulled out.
Vika tried a few times, kicking the plank with his left foot.
The solid wood used in this dollhouse is really of good quality, and it does not move at all.
She carefully flipped over, then reached for the nearby pot.
Knock it out and start digging.
Thankfully, the garden is not concrete, but dirt.
After a few gouging strokes, I finally rescued my foot.
The pants were a little worn, but fortunately they didn't hurt their bones.
She stood up with the dollhouse on her feet, her eyes reflecting the house dyed golden by the flames.
That's where she had been more than ten minutes ago.
When the obscured windows were burned out, the house, which uses stellar light to generate electricity to keep appliances running, turned into an oversized oil lamp that lit up the entire street.
She didn't know what was going on, she just ate a takeout and took something away.
They did not use gas or operate electrical appliances in violation of regulations.
Moreover, the fire started a little too fast.
She could only think of one reason
- Arson with combustibles.
The outside temperature at this time should have been warm and pleasant.
Vika felt a chill rise from the soles of her feet and reach her head.
Almost a little bit.......
"The little girl's life is really big." Behind the fence, a middle-aged man in a vest walked over.
Vika's reflexes from four years of training at the police academy were a lifesaver when she flipped on her side and jumped to the other side of the dollhouse.
Say it's too late, then it's too fast,
A few poofs.
At the very place where Vika had just been, most of the steel nails the thickness of a few ballpoint pen refills sank into the wood.
"Wait!" Vika yelled at the back of the dollhouse, "Uncle, don't be impulsive." ”
There is no other hiding place in the back garden except for this wooden house that has been turned on its side.
Vika looked around, and there was no other way out except to run to the next door neighbor's house. She secretly calculated in her mind which route to the neighbor's garden next door would be longer or shorter.
"Go back to the house, that's where you should be." The middle-aged man smiled, revealing a mouthful of rotten yellow and black teeth.
"Uncle, I have no grievances with you, why don't I never meet you, and you don't see me, so let's say goodbye?" Vika called, praying that a passing patrolman would hear her.
She was answered with a few more slumping sounds.
This is the moment.
Vika brings out the full potential that this body can bring out in this moment,
The long legs stepped and rushed out a few steps.
Grab the wooden fence and jump sideways.
Jumped into the neighbor's garden.
At that moment,
Steel spikes grazed the soles of her shoes and nailed them into the fence wall.
"Help!" She yelled, "Call the police." ”
The explosion and fire must have frightened the neighbors, so much so that they hid in their houses and did not dare to come out or turn on the lights.
However, they should have reacted to this cry.
Vika's feet don't stop,
Then she swooped a few times and climbed up the neighbor's tree.
It is an old tree that is a few years old, with many leafy branches and thick branches.
Vika was quite impressed with it.
Because this old tree is very suitable for swinging.
She looked through the cracks in the leaves.
Police cars and fire trucks can already be heard.
However, the middle-aged man did not seem to have any intention of escaping.
He raised the nail gun in his hand and shouted at the tree, "I see you, cunning little one. ”
The trigger is then pulled.
Meet!
Vika covered her mouth with her right hand.
Her left arm was grazed with a steel spike.
The most painful is the condition of injuring the dermis without completely destroying the nerves.
If you can't move, you'll be discovered.
The man threw a gun into the canopy of the tree again.
To protect the vital points, Vika had to shrink her head and torso.
As for the limbs, they don't care.
.......
"Police! Put the gun down! Several policemen ran over and quickly subdued the middle-aged man.
"Vika!" Marina shouted anxiously into the canopy.
"I can't get down......." a weak voice came from the tree.
A policeman went up to the tree and shone it with a light and was stunned for a few seconds.
He picked up the intercom terminal: "Boss, we need the help of the fire brigade, the child's hand is nailed to the tree." ”
The firefighters tried to be as careful as possible to separate her hand from the nail.
However, every small movement makes the heartache reappear.
Vika burst into tears and her body trembled.
But she never screamed.
When she was finally rescued, the firefighter said to Marina, "Your daughter is really good." ”
"Thank you for your help." Naturally, Marina also saw her daughter's blood-drenched limbs.
The injury is in the child's body, and the pain is in the mother's heart.
This phrase is the same everywhere.
Marina held back her anger and heartache and said to a police officer, "Carl, I'll take Vika to the hospital, I'll leave it to you." ”
"Yes, sir."
........
A black booster sedan passed by the roaring ambulance and drove in the direction from which it came.
The car stopped outside the cordon, and two people, a man and a woman, came down.
The two are tall and outstanding, and even in such a place full of onlookers, they are very eye-catching.
"Hello, IBIA (Interstellar Federation Bureau of Investigation)." Outside the cordon, the man showed the virtual ID displayed in the palm of his hand.
The two crossed the cordon and walked towards the police.
"Oh, hello, Detective Julian, Detective Alexandra." Detective Carl recognized the comer and took the initiative to greet him.
"What happened?"
"Sheriff Marina's house exploded, her daughter didn't escape the house, and the dog mongrel actually broke the little girl's limbs with a nail gun." Carl knew Vika. There was a natural hint of resentment in his tone.
"Did you find anything?"
"Surveillance on nearby streetlights is being repaired." Karl replied, "The inhabitants of this place are all regulars, and they should all go to bed at this point." ”。
Julian tapped on one of the palms: "Honey, can you help me check the vehicles and people in my neighborhood within two hours?" ”
"Roger."
Just listening to this sound makes people's bodies numb for most of the time.
In a certain room, there is a beautiful woman with exquisite makeup and a lazy temperament.
It was none other than Laura, an advisor to the IBIA Criminal Behavior Analysis Unit.
Many things jerked out from behind her, and they clicked on the virtual keyboard around her. It's so fast that you can't even see what's it.
The data from the perimeter virtual screen flickered and was finally merged into one screen.
A black business sedan, the glass has been modified, and the operator inside is not clear.
"It was found that there was a black car that left during that time. There are no number plates. The restore diagram has been sent to your terminal. ”
Julian: "You're really my angel. ”
"So are you." Laura's red lips raised.
"Hey, there's a discovery." A police officer reached out from the edge of the green belt and beckoned.
The three of them hurriedly walked over.
The wooden remains of the dollhouse have been cleared.
Because of the sudden dumping, the underground part was partially taken out.
From the brown dirt, a chest was revealed.
Detective Alexandra took a look at the texture: "Beauty warehouse? ”
From the heart-shaped transparent window of the warehouse cover, a vague figure can be seen.