Last time, the gold jewelry dug up by Luke and Walker in Big Bear Lake had similar craftsmanship.

He suspected that the gold watch also came from the treasure buried by Forrest Finn.

"Where is my treasure?"

The middle-aged white man with a scar on his face seemed confused by the question, "What treasure? I don't know what you are talking about?"

Luke said, "The black girl and the old man stole my treasure. If you robbed them, the treasure must have fallen into your hands."

"Haha... Another poor ghost looking for treasure." The scarred man smiled and shook his head, "The two people you mentioned have no treasure at all."

"Then why did you kill them?"

"I want to make myself happy. Killing makes me happy. It's their honor to die in my hands." The scarred man's voice suddenly rose, making people shudder.

"It's an honor for you to be caught by me." Luke smiled and kicked his pocket watch into his pocket, "Tell me, where did you hide my treasure?"

"Don't you understand English? I've been using this pocket watch for a month, and you actually have the nerve to say it's yours?"

"So, you stole my treasure a month ago."

The scarred man "..."

Luke glanced around and advised, "Return the treasure to me. It will be good for everyone."

The scarred man asked, "What good do I do?"

"My companion has a medical kit. He will come over in a moment and can bandage your wound, and you will survive."

"Then, hand me over to the police and spend the rest of my life in jail?"

"It sounds like you've killed a lot of people." Luke guessed, "You don't have other secrets, do you?"

"Haha..." The scarred man sneered, "You can't get anything from me, not even if you kill me."

Luke said softly, "I won't kill you, I will heal your injuries and let you know that prison is not the worst place. Sometimes sending prisoners to prison is a kind of protection for them."

Luke tore off the scarred man's clothes, stuffed the sleeve into his mouth, and stepped on his injured arm with his right foot. "I'll help you stop the bleeding. Although the process will be a little painful, the effect will be very good."

"Hmm..." The scarred man let out a painful cry.

"Don't have such a big reaction, it's just the beginning..." The scarred man twisted his body and struggled like a shrimp. However, his arms were injured and his feet were cuffed, making him unable to fight back effectively.

.

After a few minutes, the scarred man collapsed in pain, his clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and he was about to faint from the pain. Luke slowly moved his right foot away, "Where is my treasure?"

Sorry, I forgot that you were still gagged. You are an experienced person and should know what to do."

Luke pulled the sleeve out of his mouth.

"Fuck! You pervert!" The scarred man roared, and a lot of saliva spewed out of his mouth.

Luke took two steps back, "This is nothing. It's up to you to decide whether it's the beginning or the end?"

The scarred man gasped for breath, "You are right, I obtained a treasure, but it has nothing to do with the two of them.

I don't know if they stole your treasure, and I don't care about the treasure at all.

I can give you my treasure.

But what’s the benefit to me?”

"I am a normal person, not a pervert, as long as you return the treasure that belongs to me.

I have no reason to target you, and you don't have to suffer this anymore.

You should know very well that those treasures have no meaning for the rest of your life." When it came to sensitive topics, Luke used a detection card to prevent being eavesdropped or recorded.

Although the possibility is unlikely, it is still better to be cautious. After all, Maurice Dhawan is missing now and may be somewhere nearby.

There was no response from the detection card, and Luke was relieved.

The scarred man said, "Let me go, and those treasures will be yours."

"What makes you think you are qualified to bargain with me?" Luke stuffed the sleeve of his clothes into his mouth and stepped on his arm with his right foot again.

"Hmm..." The scarred man let out a suppressed scream again.

The screams continued for a while, and Luke felt that he was reaching his limit before he moved his right foot and took off the sleeve stuffed in his mouth, "Where is the treasure?"

"In my camp."

"Is there anyone else in your camp?"

"Do dead people count?"

"You also killed other people."

"Otherwise, how could the treasure fall into my hands? Do you think I am a treasure hunter?" The scarred man spat blood on the ground.

Luke looked at the scarred man's face, "What's your name?"

"Marlon Backus."

"Is there a eucalyptus bottom?" Luke was a little curious about the other party's identity. Ordinary treasure hunters would leave the canyon after getting the treasure.

But the scarred man did not leave. Instead, he continued to stay and kill the treasure hunters. This shows that his real purpose is probably not the treasure.

"Which eucalyptus are you referring to?"

"How many crimes have you committed?"

Marlon Backus shook his head, "I can't remember exactly."

"Then what types of crimes have you committed?"

"Killing. I only like killing. This is the only thing I am good at."

"Like?" Luke frowned slightly, "I have met many criminals, but few say they like killing. Are you a pervert?"

"Haha... you are not the first to say this, but I am not.

I just like...that feeling, it's very exciting.

Have you ever killed anyone?" Marlon Backus asked himself and answered, "Yes, you must have killed someone. Your marksmanship is very good. I should have thought that you are not an ordinary person.

who are you?

Military? Police? FBI? CIA? Or gang members?"

"I ask you questions, don't make yourself unhappy.

Are you a wanted fugitive?"

"Yes, I am not only a wanted criminal, but also a murderer. Are you scared?"

Luke smiled and said, "You are hiding in the canyon because you are wanted, so you don't dare to go out."

Marlon Bacchus sighed, "I did have this idea at first. The canyon is deserted, there are no mobile phones, and there is no communication. It might be a good place for seclusion.

The only regret is that it’s a bit boring.”

Marlon Bacchus showed a weird smile and licked his tongue, "But after living for a while, I gradually discovered that there were no people here. People often came to wander around the canyon. At first, I was a little worried that I would

exposed.

Later I found out that these people were not interested in me at all. They came to the canyon to look for treasures.

They come from all over the country. In order to prevent others from prying into the secret of the treasure, they keep the whole process secret. Even those close to them do not know their specific location.

My originally gloomy life is like opening a skylight. Isn't this the playground I dream of?" Marlon Backus became more and more excited as he talked, "There are rocks and soil everywhere here. If you kill someone, you can just find a place to bury them.

, no one can find it at all.

There are no other residents here, there is no mobile phone communication here, this is an isolated paradise.

This is like a paradise specially prepared for me by God.

If you didn't disrupt the situation, I would have had a lot of fun tonight."

"The black woman and the old white man are also your prey?"

"Not only them, but also the black guy. He has a strong body. It would be wonderful to cut his chest open with a knife."

"Did you steal his gas?"

Marlon Backus nodded, "It's me. Without gasoline, he can't leave the canyon, so I can play with him slowly."

It's a pity that the canyon ranger came to cause trouble and brought gasoline to that black guy."

"You also placed those bear traps?"

"Yes, that's a little surprise, do you like it?"

"I like you so much that I want to kill you."

Marlon Backus shook his head, "Nonono, there's no need at all.

I am a wanted criminal with a lot of eucalyptus on my back. It is impossible for me to leave this canyon, let alone contact the police on my own initiative.

So, you don't have to worry about me betraying you at all.

I will give you the treasure.
To be continued...