"Human Hunting":

In 1998, a woman reported it.

Her husband lost contact after an outing.

The woman's husband is a vagrant.

This kind of thing is not unusual.

But the relationship between the woman and her husband is very good, every time the husband does not come back, she will contact in advance, this time the husband has been missing for three days, and there is no news to wear back.

The woman suspects that her husband has had an accident.

After receiving the report.

Detectives in the precinct began an investigation.

They only then discovered that throughout the Las Vegas jurisdiction, during this time, one after another, a lot of homeless people and unemployed vagrants disappeared.

It's just that most of the homeless and unemployed vagrants have weak social ties and don't attract attention, and the police haven't found these before.

After investigation.

The missing person, within a month, more than 20 people, basically male, aged between 20 and 40 years old, with weak social relations, usually living by means of begging, social assistance, robbery and extortion, etc., belong to a group of little rats with no money, no job, and no sense of existence.

The same is true.

It is difficult for the police to carry out the next step of the investigation through interpersonal relationships, activity trajectories and other means.

Originally, even if this kind of person disappeared, it would not attract social attention, let alone put pressure on the police in Las Vegas, and most of them would eventually suspend the investigation.

The police detective in charge of the case suspected that it was an organ sale.

A lot of people don't know.

The illegal organ transplant industry in the United States is huge.

To be on the safe side.

In addition to the normal collection of human donations, these medical groups in urgent need of organs basically have transnational channels, and can obtain fresh organ parts by air through neighboring Mexico and other places.

As long as it does not arouse international public opinion.

Under the involvement of a huge group of interests, there is no stupidity at all, and these medical institutions will be investigated.

Only those small workshops that are shady will cooperate with some gangsters to attack illegal immigrants, homeless people, and so on in the Federation.

And the customer base of these small workshops is often those who are wealthy foreigners.

In some countries, it is difficult to treat diseases even if they have money, and it is difficult to have enough American knives to come to the United States for organ transplantation through legal channels, and finally they can only come to small workshops through some intermediaries.

If so.

So behind this kind of small workshop, the involvement is often not deep, once cracked, not only is there no danger, but it is still a great achievement.

As a result, the police detective in charge of the missing case began to spend a lot of energy on the case.

Because there are no clues.

This police detective can only take the most stupid way to buy off several unemployed vagrants, install locators on them, and go fishing.

It's time-consuming, but it works.

Half a month later.

A fishing bait, lost contact.

According to the positioning.

The detective took his companion and went to the national park, which is located in the tourist area.

This is also the last trace of them left in this world.

More than two dozen people are missing, and there are also police detectives who have lost contact during the investigation, which is not a trivial matter.

This incident, which would not have attracted the attention of the FBI, finally entered the vision of the FBI.

According to the last positioning.

The FBI agents in charge of the eucalyptus came to the national park, used specially trained police dogs, and finally dug up the bodies of the missing people from the ground in the depths of the park.

The surface of those corpses showed traces of torture with various cold weapons.

Knives, bows and arrows, axes, and unknown blunt weapons...

This is the cause of death for all those who died.

The autopsy examiner also found the remains of certain electronic instruments in the bodies of some of the corpses.

Tested.

These electrical instruments remain, and there is a high probability that they belong to implantable positioning equipment.

This kind of technology and equipment was very mature in 1998, but the requirements for implanting it in the human body are different from those of placing it outside the object, and only those high-end institutions can get it.

In Las Vegas, the bodies of two police detectives investigating the case also appeared here.

However, the cause of their death is not the same as that of the missing people.

These two unlucky guys, died from gunshot wounds.

A man was found with multiple lacerations in his back, and the fatal wound was in the head at the front entrance, and he was shot in the head.

It should be that someone first shot and attacked from behind the deceased, but he didn't expect that the other party was wearing body armor, but he only caused impact injuries and did not directly take down the other party, and finally killed the detective by relying on a head-to-head duel.

The other detective died a much more miserable death.

Bullets poured through his back, tearing through his body armor and spreading pelvic wounds larger than the size of a palm, while breaking their cervical bones, causing him to bleed to death.

This process is painful.

Although the forensic doctor did not find any bullets left in the detective's body, only a sniper rifle could cause the bullets to tear through the body armor and cause explosive wounds in the human body.

This guy should have been shot in the back by a sniper hiding in the shadows after his companion was attacked and shot in the head, and in the process of escaping.

The gunman who sneaks up from behind, the second gunman who uses a sniper rifle, the cold weapon to the point of death and wounds, the positioning of the human body...

This is not organ trafficking at all, but an organized, human-to-human hunt!

At this point, the report is nearing its end.

Dean glanced one last time.

There is only a perfunctory line of font on it: During the investigation, too few clues were found, more than two months, and no traces of the continuation of the eucalyptus were found...

This is a common reporting tactic, and the subtext is that the eucalyptus is sealed, and the investigation is suspended until similar eucalyptus items are found.

...

"It's so casual..."

A sneer crossed Dean's face.

What no clue.

It's completely a layman in the alley.

Don't say anything else.

Through the human body positioning equipment that ordinary people cannot reach, it can be judged that the group that carried out this human hunting activity is either some special department or local wealthy people.

And the unknown criminal group did not choose a large number of tourists to attack, but selected local unemployed vagrants and homeless people, indicating that they did not want to arouse public opinion.

From the side.

It also verifies that these people have sufficient resources to investigate the interpersonal relationships of those victims.

The location of the last disappearance also illustrates this.

Around Las Vegas, there are two large national parks, which are visited by a large number of local, foreign and foreign tourists all year round.

The signature of the F.B.I.'s agent in charge of the investigation hinted at this.

Dean guessed.

This case should have encountered some obstruction in the process of investigation, and the FBI agent in charge of the investigation at that time was unwilling and did not dare to risk his own life, so he deliberately named this case as human hunting and ridiculed.

But...

Dean doesn't quite approve of the name.

Man-hunting incidents have happened many times in the United States.

The frequent occurrence of such eucalyptus cases generally occurs on inaccessible intercontinental highways and the U.S.-Mexico border, and the perpetrators are often senior hunters and perverts who are disgusted with hunting wild animals and shift the target to their own kind.

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The purpose of their participation in the hunt is to meet their own higher and higher excitement threshold.

This is important: they are doing it to satisfy their desires, not to masochism!

Therefore, this kind of criminal group will not be stupid enough to engage in a close-range cold weapon fight with the prey.

In the "Human Hunting" case, except for the two unlucky Las Vegas police detectives, the rest of the victims all died from the trauma caused by cold weapons, which can basically rule out that this was a man-made hunt.

If Dean is not mistaken.

The area where the missing person died was indeed a cordoned off hunting ground.

But the hunter and the prey, it's all themselves!

A group of people, demarcating a certain area, implanting a location in the body of the missing person, and giving them cold weapons, making false promises, forcing them to kill each other.

The ignorant police detective, thinking that this was a simple human organ smuggling case, broke in with his companions, and maybe encountered the park police in the middle, and finally died from a black gun.

So.. Human hunting, in fact, does not fit this case.

Dog fighting, perhaps, is more appropriate.

A dogfighting activity that treats people as dogs and forces them to fight.

Nine times out of ten, this case has something to do with the bosses behind those casinos in Las Vegas!

Come to think of it.

Dean touched his chin: "These guys, more or less behind them, have powerful connections, know a lot of rich people, and have gangsters and gunmen below, no wonder there is no news about this last case." ”

This is the cruelty of reality.

Morality restricts good people, law restricts ordinary people...

On the premise that their own interests are not touched.

Even Dean was reluctant to risk his family's retaliation by taking on such a case.

...

The eucalyptus of "Human Hunting" fits well with the underground hunting ground found in the previous serial corpse throwing eucalyptus.

National parks, and the possibility of being sighted.

In the underground hunting ground, the prey went in, but it really couldn't run away.

But Dean denied the connection between the two pieces.

Human hunting eucalyptus is more like dog fighting, and the place where it takes place will not be called a hunting ground, but a more appropriate place to call it a colosseum, so between the two, it should only be similar.

Dean turned his gaze to the second sealed file: "The Vanishing Jayne"

...

At this time.

FBI Headquarters, Washington, D.C., Illegal Data Monitoring Section.

An inconspicuous woman noticed that in the lower right corner of her computer, a pop-up box appeared quickly, and her lazy expression instantly turned serious.

She quietly glanced at her colleague who was obsessed with the colored website next to her, clicked the pop-up box, and tapped her fingers on the keyboard until she pulled out a series of numbers.

Enter the number into the system query.

A series of data appeared in front of her:

Dean (Special Agent)

Responsible for the eucalyptus...

Access to the Record...

Time...

Looking at the screen, Dean's handsome face with a gentle smile, a trace of regret flashed in the eyes of the four-eyed girl, erased her search history, took the coffee cup, and walked to the pantry.

Not much.

Dean's message appeared in an upscale villa somewhere in Las Vegas.

The owner of the villa is a blonde young man who doesn't look very old.

He heard a cue from his watch, yawned, got up and walked to his desk, pressed down on a book several times in a row.

Accompanied by the sound of a snap.

The heavy bookshelves shifted sideways, and a dark pavilion appeared behind them that was only large enough for one person to pass through.

The Dark Pavilion was small and narrow, more like two large rooms, each giving way to a part of the mezzanine.

The young man walked to a lit computer and clicked on the message.

Companion viewing.

Under the computer mapping, the handsome face of the blonde young man showed an interested smile.

He raised his palm, touched the snake stud earring wrapped around his right earlobe, and muttered to himself, "Dean? It's familiar, why don't you get rid of this unlucky guy named Dean..."

Three years ago, people hunted eucalyptus, and it came from his guidance.

As a matter of fact.

This kind of activity has not stopped.

Many wealthy people who come to Las Vegas know about this special gambling activity.

It's just that I suffered a loss last time.

Those casino owners selected the victims to those terminally ill patients, lured them to take the initiative to participate, and made this special cruel and exciting dog fighting gambling more hidden.

The blonde youth is not worried that the case will be re-investigated.

But... The timing is wrong.

The organized feast of the Great Hunt has not yet begun.

These scapegoats, who were prepared in advance, just in case, can't go to prison first!

Come to think of it.

The blonde youth, after a tedious verification, opened a blood-red website interface and entered Dean's identity information into the assassination list.

The next moment.

A big forbidden diagram popped up.

The blonde youth, frowning: "Rejected for execution!" ”

Could it be that this guy named Dean is also one of the members of the organization?

This situation tends to only occur in two types of people.

One is the target, which belongs to the insider, or the family of the insider.

One is the target, which belongs to the group of people who have been marked as unprovoked, such as public officials in certain positions to a certain extent, personnel in special departments, or money, connections, etc., to a certain degree of wealth...

Both are updated from time to time.

Ordinary members, it is impossible to find out at all.

The blonde youth, with doubts, took advantage of his authority as an elder to send a request for inquiry.

Within the Lucifer organization, the rules are very strict.

Even if he is one of the newly promoted Thirteen Elders, unless he participates in a game planned by the organization, or is downline for his own development, he can't take the initiative to explore the real identities of other members.

Moment.

Blonde youth, received a message reply: This person has been marked as the high-level prey of the first big hunt, clear the command conflict, please communicate with Elder Gabriel.

"I see..."

Seeing the reply, the blonde youth licked his lips.

Gabriel is the senior elder of the Luciferian organization, in charge of the Great Hunt Project.

Although the two of them are both one of the elders of the Lucifer organization, their status is not of the same grade at all.

Gabriel is in charge of the entire Lucifer organization, all the field operations teams in the United States, and has personally executed several disqualified elders, and is a guy who is talked about internally!

The blonde youth didn't want to provoke the other party.

"Forget it, even if the secret clubs of those casino owners are terminated, and other states have similar arrangements, I will lose some game points at most."

Just as the blonde youth gave up on killing Dean and was about to leave the hidden compartment.

Buzz.

Suddenly, there was a sound of vibration in his chest.

The blonde young man's eyes flashed with surprise, and he took out a palm-sized cross from his arms, pressed the gem on the cross a few times, and then a voice was transmitted to the young man's mind through the twisted snake earrings on his ears:

"Dean is my go-to prey.

I will arrange for someone to guide him to divert his attention.

Gold, don't touch him! ”

The sound is like mechanical friction, cold and stiff!

"Got it... Lord Gabriel! ”

It wasn't until the communication was hung up for a long time that the blonde young man put down the cross in his hand.

His eyes flashed with surprise.

Gabriel actually contacted himself because of a chosen prey.

That guy named Dean doesn't seem to be as simple as he thought.

The blonde youth, codenamed Goldcoin, shook his head.

Originally, he felt that the name Dean was a little familiar, and he wanted to investigate the details of this person.

Now he doesn't have that idea at all.

Keeping your curiosity alive is the key to living a long life.

He didn't care about it.

...

The other side.

Dean, who was flipping through the messages, suddenly received a new email.

He looked at the headline and felt a little inexplicable: "The FBI over there, why did you suddenly send me a designated investigation email?"