As the old sheriff said, Forensic Randy Whitehurst's position is beyond reproach, he is simply subject to the system.

After receiving Jack's hints, he bluntly stated that he had been too busy lately, and that the formal report would take at least three weeks to complete.

Contrary to Jane's thoughts, Jack does not think that a professional team from the FBI will turn the reservation upside down and play a positive role in solving the case.

Although Indigenous women are excluded from the federal missing population statistics, and the data on caste abuse is vague, a forensic doctor who has worked locally for more than a decade can always know something.

That's the kind of question Jack just asked, especially some of the corpses found in the wild, minus all the nameless female corpses that had frozen to death on the side of the road due to drunkenness and related traffic accidents, including those who had been eaten by wild beasts to the point of having only some wreckage left, in the vicinity of the reservation, ranging from three or four to seven or eight a year.

According to the medical examiner, he was able to find evidence of suspected surname abuse in it, including Corey Lambert's daughter Emily.

Although the body was almost eaten by wolves, the forensic doctor still found traces of suspected bondage and abuse in some parts of the body.

Maybe the deaths of the two girls were not related, after all, there were three years apart, but intuition told Jack that someone, or rather a group, was unscrupulously targeting local women to vent their animal desires.

——

When the three of them arrived at the victim's parents, the Hansens, the hunter Corey Lambert had already arrived, and Braxton and Arya, who had been frozen in the snow for more than two hours, were finally able to enter.

"Our parents were forcibly taken from our parents when we were five or six years old, and some of them were sent to boarding schools and some were given up for adoption by white families."

"This policy of forced assimilation has not allowed whites to eliminate discrimination against red-skinned people, who are unable to integrate into white society, and have lost their cultural heritage and normal family values."

"In my generation, we've been struggling with this damn life since birth, and we've spent our whole lives grazing and farming in this barren land, trying to teach our children."

"But obviously, we failed."

Jack, Cory the Hunter, and Arya's father, Martin Hansen, sit in a small courtyard full of snow and swallow the clouds.

After the two fathers who lost their beloved daughters hugged their heads and cried, everyone was finally able to sit down and chat calmly for a while.

Corey's account gave Jack a better understanding of the aboriginal people on the reservation, but it did nothing to help investigate the case.

Because of the desperate life on the reservation, Arya has longed to leave the place since she became an adult, but the outside world is not friendly to the natives until she is lucky enough to meet Braxton.

And Arya's sister Natalie, who also left her parents as an adult, lives alone, and wants to follow her sister's example and find someone who can be trusted for life to leave this barren land.

So the Hansons don't know much about her current situation and can't provide too many useful clues.

"I'm tired, Corey, I'm tired of these hopeless days." Martin Hansen took a deep puff on his cigarette.

"Think of your son, and Arya." Corey tried to comfort him.

"Oh, my son, now the poison is his family, and he has long since left this family." Martin Hansen's tone was full of hatred.

"I hope you can find out that he has something to do with it, and send him to prison, maybe that's the best place for him."

"Is he still hanging out with that poisonous worm Sam?" Corey shook his head, his tone full of embarrassment.

Martin Hansen nodded, "Yes." He immediately turned his gaze to Jack.

"You're a cop?"

"A policeman on leave and a friend of your son-in-law." Jack struggled to slip on.

"Son-in-law? Do you mean that bastard who tried to insult me with money? At the mention of Braxton, Martin Hansen still seems a little angry.

Jack also just knew the reason why the little couple was locked out of the door and not allowed to enter, and Braxton took out a 10W knife when he took Arya away

Naturally, there was no then, and although the Hansens learned afterwards that Arya was doing well in Los Angeles, they never forgave Braxton.

Jack extinguished Martin Hansen's anger with just one sentence, "Braxton has only one brother, and they have been separated for more than twenty years for some reason, so he cherishes his family, but he is also not very good at expressing feelings." ”

Martin Hansen seemed a little surprised, his lips trembled, and he shook along with the half of the cigarette butt on it, but after all, he didn't say anything more.

——

Leaving Braxton and Arya to accompany the Hansens, Jack still drove the car, Jane sat in the passenger seat, and the two cars leading the way were the old sheriff and the hunter Corry.

Sam's house was less than four miles from where the body was found, and yesterday the old sheriff said that Natalie wouldn't hang out with the guys, but since her brother lives there now, they all decided to come and take a look.

When they arrived in front of the dilapidated tin house, the sky was falling with snowflakes again, but fortunately there was no strong wind like yesterday, and it did not cause much trouble.

"There's Sam Bart and Frank Walker, two out-and-out bastards, Hansen's son is an idiot, and the other two are pus on the soles of their feet, so watch out."

The old sheriff's attitude towards Jane has now turned a hundred and eighty degrees, and the conversation has gradually increased.

"Shouldn't we call in a few more helpers?" Jane looked around, there were only four people on her side, and there were at least three on the other side, considering that poisonous insects like to pile up, it is really hard to say how many there are.

"Alas, Jane, in a place like this, there is no help, we have to rely on ourselves." The old sheriff let out an exclamation.

"I'll go to the back and block it." Corey looked around with a telescope and found nothing, took a shotgun from his car and walked around the back of the tin house.

Jack followed behind the two not far away, although he was carrying two guns, but his identity was a little embarrassing at the moment, and he still tried not to shoot until he had to, otherwise it would be detrimental to the follow-up investigation.

The tin house was in tatters, and the exterior walls were cluttered with wooden boards and even cardboard to make some repairs, barely blocking the cold wind outside.

Standing at the door, you can clearly hear the noisy music coming from inside, and the old sheriff didn't say a word, but stepped forward and slammed the door hard.

The schedule is messed up again, this chapter makes me so uncomfortable, and the whole person is depressed for a day.

(End of chapter)