"Is it done?" Walker asked, poking his head out of the cab of the pickup.

"Jingle bells."

Jack patted his pants pocket, the copper bullet casings crashing into them, and after dropping all the bodies onto the pickup, he ran back and picked up all the bullet casings he and Hannah had shot, and swept away some obvious rut marks with a twig.

Walker started the pickup truck full of corpses and D-products and drove into the depths of the desert, followed by Jack in his F150, and after more than ten minutes, the two cars drove into a small hill.

A short time later, Jack reappeared in an F150, and Walker sat in the passenger seat, staring through the mirror at the blazing fire behind him.

"Isn't it a bit polluting for us to do this, the animals in the neighborhood should be hi tonight, right?"

Seeing that Walker was silent, Jack made a small joke.

Walker barely managed to squeeze out a smile, "I just don't understand why Stan would do such a thing, and how many such people are hidden within us." ”

"I thought that no one in Texas would think about these whys, and it would be nice to find out if one was killed and the other was killed." Jack laughed and teased.

"Liam also often says that I think too much, maybe because I went to serve in the Navy and was away from home for too long? God knows, that kid is the most unusual one in our family, and he became a lawyer by his own efforts, and now he has become an assistant prosecutor. ”

"Even when he later revealed his sexuality, Mom and Dad didn't say much, and God, they were so religious that they went to church every week."

Walker complained about his brother, but his tone was full of pride.

Jack was a man but had no brothers and sisters, and listening to his Versailles, a thought arose in his heart, should he also find a chance to meet his relatives in this world, such as taking time to go to Hawaii or something.

The thought was only fleeting, and soon the F150 was back at the accident site, where Hannah was standing anxiously waiting outside the car.

"How's Emily?" Walker jumped out of the car and asked anxiously.

"She's fine, she's gone, but the piercing wound needs further treatment."

Hannah pulled the car door, and the two children in the car protected their mother in the middle, both looking very worried.

"We can't go to the hospital, the gunshot wound is too obvious, so let's go home and see if we can find a doctor to come back and stitch up the wound."

Although Walker felt sorry for his wife, as an experienced mounted policeman, he knew very well why Jack had just ordered Hannah to wait here.

"Leave it to me, you can have Molly and Bonham prepare the medicine at home, as well as sterilized needles and threads."

At the critical time, the versatile little expert was immediately online, Jack stepped forward to check Emily's wound, Jerry handled it well, and blocked the bleeding point with the gauze in the first aid kit, plus his previous treatment, the blood loss was not serious.

"By the way, what about that Jerry?" Jack looked up and around, but didn't notice the pretty barmaid.

Hannah said, "I asked her to drive her own car back first, the four of us were too conspicuous." ”

Walker confidently assured: "Jerry is our best friend and she can be trusted." ”

Of course, Jack won't be worried, you must know that the young lady Jerry in the original play is the heroine, but reminded: "Remember to inform her to burn the blood-stained clothes." ”

After that, Jack drove the Firebird to take the lead, and although there were no cameras on the roads of Texas, there was no doubt that there would be any convulsive highway cops who would come out in the middle of the night to find fault.

In this way, if he is touched, Jack will also be fined, which is much better than Walker exposing his whereabouts, and it is already foreseeable what kind of storm will be set off when the news of Stan's disappearance comes out, and the head of the Department of Public Safety is not an ordinary little policeman.

Although he was confident, even if the wreckage of the gasoline-soaked pickup truck and the bodies were found, even if 'CSI' or Dr. Breonna's team intervened, they would not be able to lead the clues to the Walker family.

But some people don't have any evidence, and once the 'northern country' finds out that the Walker family has been nearby, there will be endless trouble waiting for them.

On the way back to the ranch, Jack was still wondering if there was anything missing, but the only thing he could think of was Emily's supply points, but the rut marks in the vicinity were almost cleared, and after a rain, nothing would be left, so he shouldn't have to worry about being reminded of it.

If it really wants to be so evil, he can only find a way to send all the gangsters of the 'northern country' to God.

It was nearly 2 a.m. when everyone returned to Walker's ranch, and Molly and Bonham were waiting at the gate of the villa with their lights in hand.

Emily, who had already woken up and had been enduring severe pain, was directly carried out of the car by Walker, and Molly had already cleaned up a large table and put on clean sheets and plastic sheets as a makeshift operating table.

"What do you like to drink?" Holding the needle and thread in his hand, Jack asked with a smile.

Emily looked at her husband in confusion.

"Whiskey, I'll get it." Walker reacted quickly and took a full bottle of whiskey from the wine cabinet.

Under the combined effects of alcohol and acupuncture, Emily fell asleep again.

The so-called surgery is actually a simple suturing of wounds, and forensic doctors must not only be able to dissect people but also be able to sew people, but fortunately, no one will know that Jack's ability to sutur wounds comes from forensic science skills.

"Don't worry, the stitches will be removed in 3 days, and it will be fine in half a month at most."

After listening to Jack's assurance, the Walker family's nervous mood relaxed.

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Dividing line -——

Someone's disappearance did set off a storm as everyone expected, but the storm unexpectedly turned in a strange direction.

Bill, the boss of the enraged 'Northland' gang, directly ordered the head of the Texas Department of Public Safety to hunt down Stan, because all indications were that this man had disappeared into the desert with his woman and tens of millions of goods.

Now Walker is so busy that he can't even care about his wife, who is still recuperating from his injuries, and all the mounted police with a total of less than 200 people in Texas have been mobilized.

They are going to lead the state police to find the whereabouts of their superiors on the one hand, and on the other hand, they will go all out to fight the 'northern country' gang that has died a lot and is trying to challenge the authority of the Texas police.

The 'united' Texas police even directly rejected the FBI's intervention, bent on restoring their dignity.

By the time they got the 'good news,' Jack and Hannah had already set off again, driving the Firebird and carrying the equipment provided by Walker, and entered Louisiana.

(End of chapter)