The flames were constantly torn apart, and fragments of crippled metal were scattered everywhere, and charred and torn corpses were discarded to the ground without mercy like torn rag dolls.

The originally beautiful and generous Boeing airliner is like an eagle with broken wings at this time, and only the broken fuselage is still telling the glory of the past. This piece of forest, which was shoveled out by a wrecked passenger plane, disintegrated and dispersed at the end of the long road, and if the raging fire is not resolved as soon as possible, it is very likely to cause forest fires.

It was such a tragic scene, but a body stood up from the rubble and slowly crawled out of the tattered body. Under the light of the dancing flames, the man's face was reflected to be Tate.

"I—I've killed someone again!"

Tate's expression was so painful that he covered his face and wept, he couldn't understand why, why he killed like a demon, why? Why?

Endless whys kept coming to mind, and Tate groaned and fell to his knees, his forehead bruised, apparently in great pain. After a long moment, Tate raised his head, his eyes glazed back and his expression numb, and walked deeper into the forest in his blood-soaked clothes, which had been damaged by the plane crash.

Night was falling, the dark sky was slowly coming, Tate dragged his stiff body, and walked for an unknown amount of time, until the starlight completely covered the entire land, he walked out of the forest, back to a road in the middle of the forest.

He continued to walk slowly along the path in the forest, like a robot that would not get sleepy, and walked and walked until the early hours of the night, when the outline of a small town in the distance came into view.

It was a small town, and it was close to the wee hours of the morning, and everyone except for the 24-hour convenience store at the gas station at the entrance of the town fell into a deep sleep, and he, an uninvited guest, stood barefoot outside the gas station, standing still.

A fat man opened a can of beer, just walked out of the convenience store, and walked towards his battered jeep while drinking, only to suddenly find him standing at the mouth of the gas station.

By the light of the convenience store, the fat man looked him up and down, and the tattered outfit obviously misunderstood the fat man, he raised the beer in his hand and said, "Hey, man, do you need a can of beer?" ”

Tate didn't reply, he stood there with his head bowed and didn't know what he was doing, the fat man was a little puzzled, and walked into him in a few steps, "Man, do you need beer?" I'm in for a treat. ”

He slowly raised his head, and the fat man couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking at his reddened eyes in surprise, "Man, you don't matter, right?" ”

The next moment, the fat man screamed, and his ears were bitten by the homeless man who pounced on him, and blood flowed down his face.

"Damn it, damn it, what are you doing?"

Trying to push the damn homeless man away, the fat man found that he couldn't do it, so he screamed and asked the convenience store for help.

Ten minutes later, the two police officers who got up from the bed and rushed over, impatiently listening to the fat man's cry, looked at his almost bitten ear, waved his hand to finish the record, and pushed the homeless man into the police car.

The town's police station was not far from here, and the police car arrived in a short time, and two police officers escorted the homeless man out of the police car and into the police station for questioning.

"Alright, tell me your name and identity."

The homeless man bowed his head and did not answer.

"It's not good for you not to talk like this, I advise you to answer obediently."

The homeless man still did not answer.

The policeman couldn't and looked at the other policeman helplessly: "Hunter, what if he doesn't speak?" ”

Hunter waved his hand and yawned: "Hold him up first, and wait until tomorrow." ”

"Okay."

The two of them didn't wake up, and they really weren't in the mood to interrogate the prisoner at this time, so they had to put the homeless man in the detention room first, and wait for tomorrow to interrogate him.

"Alright, unknown sir, you can sleep here tonight, and I hope you will be able to answer our questions well tomorrow." Put the homeless man in the cell, Hunter admonished.

Tate, who was thought to be a homeless man, sat motionless on the bed in the reception cell, and did not know if he had heard the police's instructions.

The night settled, the time gradually passed, and the next morning, Hunter rubbed his eyes and said hello to the police officer on duty, turned on the TV, and just as the news ABC radio and television station was broadcasting a piece of news.

"On the evening of November 15, a Boeing 747 passenger plane crashed on the way from Mexico to Los Angeles International Airport, with a total of 307 passengers and crew on board, all of whom were tragically killed......"

"Oh my God!"

Hunter looked at the location broadcast on the news, and the place was only a few dozen kilometers away, which could be said to be very close.

"Hey, these unfortunate people......"

Looking at the tragic situation broadcast in the news, Hunter could only pray for this group of unfortunate victims, hoping that they would go to heaven.

By the way, there's a homeless man in the cell.

Suddenly remembering this, Hunter got up and walked towards the cell, stood outside the door and looked inside, the homeless man was sitting on the edge of the bed with his head bowed, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Hey, are you hungry? Craving something? ”

Opening the door of the cell and entering, Hunter shouted, but unfortunately the homeless man did not respond.

This man can't be a madman, right?

Hunter was vigilant for a moment, judging from the fact that this homeless man frantically bit other people's ears last night, normal people would never do this for no reason, and if he didn't answer anything, maybe he was really a crazy person who went insane.

Since it was possible that he was a madman, Hunter called a colleague again, and together the two of them carried the homeless man out, made him make it in a chair in the office, and handed him a hamburger.

However, his kindness was directly ignored by the homeless man, and he didn't even look at the hamburger that was handed over, and still kept his head down and didn't say a word.

Hatter, who was bored with himself, took back the food, poured himself a cup of tea and sat down, and asked, "Sir, it doesn't help you to talk like this......

"Take me...... Locked up ......"

"What did you say?" Suddenly the homeless man was heard, but Hunter didn't hear what he was talking about.

"Put me in, don't let me out."

This time, there was a lot of noise, but the content was surprising.

"Locked you up?" Hunter laughed: "Are you crazy?" ”

"I'm not kidding!" The homeless man suddenly roared, raised his head and shouted, "Hurry up and lock me up, or you will regret it." ”

"What's wrong?" Attracted by the sound, the two policemen who rushed in looked at the homeless man vigilantly, their hands already on the handle of the gun at their waists.

Hunter was also taken aback, he glanced at the two colleagues, and then said in a deep voice: "You said to lock you up, I want to know why?" ”

"Why?" The homeless man sneered and said in a low voice: "In order for you not to lose your surname, it's best to do what I say." ”

By now, Hunter has already thought that this homeless man is indeed a madman, insane, and does not match the words before and after, and ordinary people cannot communicate well with him at all. So, what can they do now to deal with a madman? Really put him in custody? No, they're not a charity here.

It seems that the only way to inform the doctor is to inform it.

With this idea, Hunter didn't bother to ask, first put the homeless man in the detention cell, and then called the doctor in the town's hospital to come over.

"It's really unlucky, I didn't expect to take in a madman last night." A policeman said as he lit a cigarette.

Hunter shook his head: "Wait for the doctor to come and diagnose him, and then send him to the hospital in the big city." ”

"Well, that's the way it works."

Even though they are not doctors and are not obligated to take care of a madman, it would be their fault if they let the madman run out and hurt the townspeople.

The doctor arrived quickly, greeted the police alone, and walked into the reception room to diagnose the homeless man. Half an hour later, the doctor came out with a diagnosis.

"How?" Hunter asked.

"Well, he's a little mentally deranged, we don't have the conditions to treat him in town, you can consider sending him to Los Angeles to give it a try." The doctor replied.

"Damn, we're the police, not the hospital, and we want to take him to the hospital in Los Angeles ourselves? Isn't that what you're supposed to do? A policeman said.

"I beg your pardon, the hospital in town doesn't have a car to take him to Los Angeles." The doctor shrugged his shoulders and said, "Of course, you can also choose to turn a blind eye and keep him here all the time." However, it is best not to let him out, so as not to hurt the townspeople. ”

After saying that, the doctor didn't bother to pay attention to the police, and just got in the car and left.

This bastard!

Hunter and the others looked at each other, and they really had the urge to draw their guns.

"What should we do?" One asked.

"Wait until tomorrow morning." Hunter thought for a moment and said helplessly: "Wait until tomorrow morning Pete and I will drive him to Los Angeles." ”

"Why me?" Peter in the police complained.

"Because you're the one who has the most time." Hunter said, "If you spend less time in the bar, that fat butt woman won't take a fancy to you." ”

"Haha, Peter, I'll just say it, I advise you to give up early, so as not to be hit when you can't say anything."

The ridicule from his colleagues clearly made Peter uncomfortable, and he angrily said, "Wipe your mouths clean, and in a month, if I don't get my hands on her, I'll treat you all to a meal." ”

"Hahaha......"

Peter's promise was taken seriously, and after laughing at him to his heart's content, everyone went about their work.

The town's police station has returned to its usual routine. (To be continued.) )