Chapter 983 In Hawaii (Ten)

Danny sighed silently as he watched Jack disappear into the dense forest with a nimble figure.

The last time he saw this "nephew", he was still a sickly teenager. In just a few years, he had become completely unrecognizable.

"I'll go back to the court first." The blush on Kono's face had not yet faded. Jack took her outdoor boots and put them in his bag because the guy said that Julie was wearing high heels when she escaped, and he didn't want to have to carry her all the way out after finding her.

Although she has an Asian face, Kono, who grew up on the beach in Hawaii, would not blush for such a small matter, even if she took off her boots and was seen wearing cartoon socks with holes sticking out of her toes, but she was reluctant to throw them away.

Well, if it was Danny, an old man, or Chenghao, a cousin who was more than a generation older than me, it would really be nothing. Anyway, in their eyes, I was just a wild girl who was good at fighting.

But it was really embarrassing to have a guy who was about the same age as me and was very handsome, looking at my two exposed toes with a half-smile.

This made Kono feel like a little boy who was bullied in a TV show, and was embarrassed to have his pants pulled down in front of the girl he liked, revealing the Dumbo cartoon underwear inside.

"I remember you said that Jack is your brother's son, right?" Cheng Hao asked with a smirk.

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 didn't understand what he wanted to express until he saw Kono's middle finger raised high as he turned and left.

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Jack naturally didn't know about the episode here. 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 accidentally broken branches, the subtle sounds from afar, and even the faint smell of perfume and blood in the air.

As mentioned before, Oahu is the most developed of the Hawaiian Islands, and there is no pristine rainforest that has never been set foot on.

Compared with the mangroves along the coast of Mexico where he had walked all night, or the small islands in Southeast Asia, the environment of the isolated Hawaiian Islands is quite good.

Except for annoying mosquitoes, there are neither annoying snakes nor any large animals.

The only animals larger than humans on Oahu are the horses and cows in the Kualoa Ranch, so the roads distributed in the jungle are all trampled by locals and tourists.

At the northern end of Oahu where Jack is currently located, there are few backpackers who go hiking. Tourists who like adventure usually choose the less developed Big Island of Hawaii or Kauai, which is full of indigenous culture.

So he only needs to let go of his perception. It is not 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 the high heels disappeared half an hour ago, the footprints left by the outdoor boots behind had already turned to the fork on the other side.

But following some loose small stones and unclear small holes with water seepage, Jack's speed of progress became faster and faster, until he stopped when he met a huge banyan tree.

After walking half a circle around the banyan tree, Jack slightly raised his nose and smelled a faint smell of blood, and a smile appeared on his face, "What a smart girl."

Julie, who escaped into the jungle, had taken off her high heels long ago, and had been carefully stepping on small stones to try to cover her whereabouts, so the killers following her also lost her whereabouts.

Those loose small stones and small holes with water seepage on the dead branches and leaves were Julie's real footprints, and now these traces have disappeared, indicating that the girl is hiding nearby.

Jack walked half a circle around the trunk of the banyan tree that seven or eight people couldn't hug together, just to observe whether there were any signs of climbing on the trunk.

The surface of the bark was covered with slippery moss and fungi, and it was difficult for him to climb up even without tools. So Jack pushed aside the countless aerial roots hanging from the banyan tree, held the trunk and looked down, and a sound of dripping water came into his ears.

There are rivers in tropical jungles, and these rivers appear and disappear from time to time just like those in the desert. When it rains, they are rivers, and when it doesn't rain, they become streams or even disappear.

The difference is that some rivers in the desert may appear once a year, disappear in a month or even a few days, leaving only a dry riverbed, or become an underground river.

The cycle of these rivers in the jungle is much more frequent, and may even be calculated on a daily basis, especially in tropical islands like Hawaii, where it rains all year round, but some months have less rain, while some months have very heavy rainfall.

There is such a small river under the big banyan tree. It hasn't rained today, and you can barely hear some gurgling water.

The water flow dug a big hole in the root of the banyan tree, and the countless hanging aerial roots blocked it tightly, which was a good hiding place.

Jack jumped directly, and his feet landed with a light sound. The deep jungle was not quiet, and the chirping of various insects and birds was very noisy, but this light sound different from the ambient sound still caused the reaction of the people in the cave.

The heavy breathing sound represented that the owner of this sound was in an extremely nervous state at this time. Jack coughed lightly, "Julie Master?"

The breathing suddenly became heavier and more rapid, and Jack could only add, "Come out, you are safe, I am the police."

His response was still the sound of rapid breathing. After a while, a woman's nervous voice came, "The same goes for the two before."

Jack was speechless for a while, then turned on the flashlight and looked inside. A girl in a goose-yellow shirt was holding a piece of broken glass and looking outside with vigilant eyes.

The girl's whole body was wet, and it was hard to tell whether it was sweat or water. Her arms and shirt sleeves were stained with blood, and blood was still dripping from her right hand holding the broken glass.

"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, bent down and walked slowly into the cave entrance, found a clean stone, put down his backpack, and took out Kono's outdoor boots from inside, "I think you need this now, right?"

Although there are no venomous snakes in the Hawaiian jungle, there are still centipedes and the like, so I suggest you put on your boots first and then I'll treat your wounds. "