"cough!"

The old man spitted thick phlegm on the grass leaves under his feet. He took a sip of cigarettes and squinted his eyes and looked at Luo Luojie who was walking in the distance.

"I'm not."

"Who are you?"

The old man asked back.

Roger took out his ID and saw the photos and seals on it. The old man's eyes shrank and became cautious.

"Is something wrong here?"

The old man asked with some concern.

He touched his hunting rifle, "I just went up the mountain occasionally, this shouldn't be a hunting restricted area."

Roger smiled, "Don't worry, I'm just here to investigate some things related to the White Apricot Tree Summer Camp."

After hearing what he said, the old man suddenly relaxed a lot.

"You live near here?"

"Do you know this summer camp?"

Roger asked.

"How come I didn't know that I recruit people nearby every summer camp. I have been here for a long time."

"It is mainly responsible for taking the children here for outdoor activities."

Roger's eyes lit up.

"Can you take me around the summer camp?" He opened his wallet, took out a few notes and handed them to the old man.

"Maybe it will delay your work, which is a little compensation."

After touching the banknotes in his hand, the corners of the old man's mouth opened.

When dealing with lower-class workers who live in remote areas like him, sometimes money is often more useful than documents.

The restraint on his face disappeared, and the old man took Roger to the inside of the summer camp. At first, the two were just chatting, and Roger didn't ask too many in-depth questions.

He stopped until he saw a photo on the exhibition wall in the summer camp wooden house.

The photo faded and yellow, but Roger could still recognize it as exactly the same as the photo he got from Travis.

"Do you know the people above?"

The old man took the photo and said, "That was my third year in summer camp." He pointed to the few people in the photo.

"Those bad guys are really impressive."

"Do you remember them?"

"Why don't you remember?"

The old man wiped off the dust from the photo.

"There were many people in that year, and there were inevitably negligence in management. Later, I accidentally heard the person in charge call someone else."

"It seems that something happened in the summer camp at that time."

"What's the matter?" Roger's heart thumped.

The old man took a sip of cigarette, "I heard that it was a girl who was swimming and was...ah..."

"No one knows what's going on except the parties."

The old man narrowed his eyes, "But no one is a fool. Even if he guesses through some clues afterwards, he can probably guess who it is."

"This kid is the one who does the bad things."

The old man pointed at a figure in the photo.

"As for whether there are other companions, it's not clear."

Looking at Judd's bright smile on the photo, Roger felt that he was getting closer and closer to the truth.

"Do you still remember the girl's name?"

There is no figure I want to look for in the photo, but now thinking about it, if something really happened to me, I'm afraid no girl would still be in the mood to attend the summer camp end party.

And leave a group photo.

"name?"

The old man frowned, "It's been too long, I can't remember it."

"Is it called Danielle?" Roger asked.

"No...not this name."

The old man shook his head, "That girl's name is very special. Although I can't remember it, it is obviously not this."

"no?"

Roger was slightly stunned.

All the clues were connected together, and he thought he could find the cause of the incident in the White Apricot Tree Summer Camp.

If the victim was really Danielle, then the series of things she did later could be explained.

But now... the victim is not her?

"Is it her relative?"

Roger thought of another possibility.

In three years, if there is no plastic surgery, a person's appearance changes will be very limited. Even if Judd did not find any clues at the beginning, he and Danielle have been dating for a long time.

You will definitely find problems.

It’s impossible that he or several others didn’t pay attention to the other person’s appearance when he was committing violence three years ago, right?

This is probably unlikely.

So the victim is Danielle's relative or friend?

Roger was in a hurry.

"Do you have the list of participating in this summer camp?" Roger suddenly thought of something.

The old man was stunned, "List?"

"I'm not the management, how could there be that kind of thing?"

"If you want to find it, you can only go to their person in charge."

Roger frowned. Roger had tried to dial the phone number in charge provided by the police, but no one answered it.

"If you want to find her, I have a phone call here, you can try it."

The old man suddenly spoke.

Taking out his cell phone and recording the phone, Roger followed the old man around the camp again. After climbing over a hill, there was a calm lake like crystal.

Crystal Lake.

Was it as calm as ever when sin happened here a few years ago?

After leaving the summer camp, Roger called the person in charge, Ashley, a middle-aged woman with a successful career.

Unfortunately, the phone still did not connect, and Roger called the police station again to ask them to expand their investigation into Danielle's interpersonal relationships.

As for whether these guys will really do things, Roger is always skeptical.

Suddenly, as if in a state of nothing to do, Roger drove back to Swamp Town and took a short rest at Henrik's hideout.

It's probably difficult to sleep tonight.

After lunch, he went to the police station again and got the information he wanted.

Searching page by page, but Roger never found a target of similar age.

There were many other thoughts in his head.

What if Danielle had nothing to do with the White Apricot Tree Summer Camp back then?

Then my current investigation direction is completely wrong. After all, there should be some clues, even like Hannam on the previous mission.

What he does and the people he kills can also find an inner connection.

There are many ways to kill people. If you cannot find clues of motivation, you cannot analyze the specific situation and cannot accurately lock them.

While thinking, a buzzing sound came from my phone. It was the old man who was working in the summer camp I saw not long ago.

"Hey, I remembered it."

"I went back and talked to my neighbors who worked with me back then, and they still remembered the girl's name."

Roger pricked up his ears.

"Her name is Amerika, a very special name."

"Ameriga."

Roger hung up the phone and called Ashley again. This time, after a long wait, the phone finally got connected.

"Hello?"

A tired and drunken voice came from the opposite side.

"I am FBI agent Roger, and we are investigating the vicious incident at White Oak Summer Camp three years ago."

"We all know about Amerika."

As soon as the words finished, a crackling sound came from the opposite side, and a terrifying sound came.
Chapter completed!