Chapter 983 In Hawaii (10)
Watching Jack's strong figure disappear into the jungle, Danny sighed silently.
The last time I saw this "eldest nephew", he was still a sickly young man. In just a few years, he had become completely unrecognizable to him.
"I'm going back to the court first." The blush on the barefooted Kono's face has not gone away. Her outdoor boots were left in Jack's bag because the guy said that Julie was still wearing them when she ran away. High heels, he didn't want to have to carry her all the way out after finding the other person.
Although he has an Asian face, Kono, who grew up on the beach in Hawaii, would not blush because of this, even if someone saw that his toes were torn after taking off his boots. The cartoon socks that I couldn’t bear to throw away when I dug my head out.
Well, it really wouldn't matter if it was Danny, an old man, or Cheng Hao, a cousin who was more than one round older than me. Anyway, in their eyes, I was just a wild girl who was good at fighting.
But if it were a handsome guy who was about the same age as him, looking at his two exposed toes with a half-smile but not a smile, it would be really embarrassing.
This made Kono feel as embarrassed as the little boy who was bullied in the TV series and had his pants pulled down in front of the girl he liked, revealing the Dumbo cartoon underwear underneath.
"I remember you said that Jack is your brother's son, right?" Cheng Hao asked with a smirk on his face.
Danny didn't understand why he suddenly asked this, and nodded subconsciously.
"Then should Jack call Kono aunt? After all, you and I are brothers, and Kono is my cousin?"
Danny was confused by what Cheng Hao said, and nodded subconsciously, but I didn't understand what he wanted to express until I saw Kono's middle finger raised high as he turned to leave.
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Of course Jack didn't know about the episode. At this time, he was completely letting go of his perception and trying to find clues in the jungle.
The special footprints left by high heels, the branches that were accidentally broken, the subtle sounds from the distance, and even the faint smell of perfume and blood in the air.
As mentioned before, Oahu is the most developed island in the Hawaiian Islands, and there is no virgin rainforest that has never been touched by humans.
Compared to the mangroves along the coast of Mexico where I had walked all night, or the small islands in Southeast Asia, the environment of the isolated Hawaiian Islands was quite good.
Except for annoying mosquitoes, there are no nasty snakes or any large animals.
The only animals on Oahu that are larger than people are the horses and cows in Kualoa Ranch, so all the roads scattered in the jungle have been trampled by locals and tourists.
At the northern end of Oahu where Jack is currently located, there are very few backpackers even hiking. Tourists who like adventure usually choose the less developed island of Hawaii or the island of Kauai, which is full of indigenous culture. .
So he only needed to let go of his senses, and it wasn't very difficult to find traces of someone passing through the forest two or three hours ago.
After walking in the jungle for nearly an hour, although the footprints left by high heels disappeared half an hour ago, the footprints left by outdoor boots following behind had already moved to the other side. Fork in the road.
But following some small loose stones and vague and leaky pits, Jack moved faster and faster until he encountered a huge banyan tree and stopped.
After walking half a circle around the banyan tree, Jack twitched his nose slightly and smelled a faint smell of blood. A smile appeared on his face, "What a smart girl." Julie, who had escaped into the jungle, had long since taken off her clothes. She dropped her high heels and kept carefully stepping on small rocks in an attempt to cover her whereabouts. The killers following her also lost track of her.
The small loose stones and the slightly leaky pits on the dead branches and leaves were Julie's real footprints, and now these traces had disappeared, indicating that the girl was hiding nearby.
Jack circled half a circle around the banyan tree, which could not be hugged by seven or eight people, just to observe whether there were any signs of climbing on the trunk.
The surface of the tree bark was covered with slippery moss and fungi, and it was difficult for him to climb up even without the help of tools. So Jack pushed aside the numerous aerial roots hanging down from the banyan tree, held on to the trunk and looked down. The sound of dripping water reached my ears.
There are also rivers in the tropical jungle. These rivers disappear and appear like those in the desert. When it rains, they are rivers. When it doesn't rain, they become creeks or even disappear.
The difference is that some rivers in the desert may appear once a year and disappear within a month or even a few days, leaving only dry river beds or becoming underground rivers.
In the jungle, these rivers appear much more frequently, and may even occur on a daily basis. Especially in tropical islands like Hawaii, it rains all year round, but in some months it rains less, and in some months it rains less. Rainfall is very heavy during the month.
There is such a small river under the big banyan tree. It hasn't rained yet today, and you can barely hear the sound of gurgling water.
The water flow dug a big hole into the roots of the banyan tree, and countless hanging aerial roots blocked the place completely, making it a good hiding place.
Jack jumped directly, and his feet landed with a soft sound. It was far from silent in the depths of the jungle. Various insects and birds were singing very noisily, but this was different from the soft sound of the ambient sound. The reaction of the people in the cave.
The heavy breathing represented that the owner of this voice was in an extremely nervous state at this time. Jack coughed lightly, "Julie Master?"
His breathing suddenly became heavier and more rapid, and Jack could only add, "Come out, you're safe, I'm a policeman."
His response was still rapid breathing. , and after a long while, a woman's nervous voice came, "Those two were the same before."
Jack was speechless for a while, turned on the flashlight and looked inside, a girl in a goose-yellow shirt was holding a piece of broken Glass, looking out with vigilant eyes.
The girl's whole body was wet, and she couldn't tell whether it was sweat or water. Her arms and shirt sleeves were stained with blood, and her right hand holding the broken glass was still dripping with blood.
“If I were a bad guy, I would shoot right now. After all, the mission of those killers should be to kill and silence, not kidnap.”
Jack tried his best to present facts and reason. When he met a rational woman, he was more willing to speak more.
As he spoke, he pushed aside the vines and bent down to slowly walk into the cave entrance. He found a clean stone and put down his backpack. He took out Kono's outdoor boots from inside, "I think you need this now, right?< br>
Although there are no venomous snakes in the jungles of Hawaii, there are still centipedes, so I suggest you put on your boots first, and then I will treat your wounds. ”
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