Chapter 472 - Dollar Catches a Fish and the FBI Catches a Fugitive
Some meteorites were very valuable, especially those which contained metals that were rare or non-existent on Earth. They were more precious than diamonds and gold.
But of course, most meteorites weren’t that valuable.
Suddenly, Dollar barked warily. Luke turned his head, only to see the dog standing on a huge rock and bristling at the creek.
He was a little amused.
Dollar this old dog could still act like a puppy at times. Was it growling at a fish in the river?
There weren’t any water snakes or alligators in the shallow creek.
Luke’s Sharp Nose hadn’t detected either of these two dangerous creatures nearby.
Selina also didn’t think it was a big deal. It just looked like Dollar was growling at a random fish.
Dogs were like that; if the wind blew a plastic bag over, they could play and chase it for quite a while.
Dollar had done a lot of similar, stupidly cute things when it was younger.
Selina walked over after washing up and had breakfast with Luke.
Suddenly, there was a plop, and both of them turned around to see that Dollar was no longer on the rock.
Judging from the plop, the dog must’ve jumped into the creek.
Luke said, “Wow, Dollar seems very lively today.”
Selina was upset. “It’s probably ‘cos we haven’t played together for a while. He really isn’t afraid of getting sick.”
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Luke said, “It’s not that bad, the weather’s getting hot now. Just wipe him dry right away once he comes back.”
As they talked, they heard Dollar splashing around in the creek.
But the dog was blocked by the rock and they couldn’t see it.
Luke didn’t think too much of it.
The creek was only twenty centimeters deep, and Dollar couldn’t drown.
Sure enough, two minutes later, Dollar emerged on the rock with a fish wriggling between its teeth.
Luke and Selina were lost for words. It wasn’t lunchtime yet, why had the dog caught a live fish?
In the end, before they could call for Dollar, the dog opened its mouth as if it wanted praise, and the fish dropped back into the water and swiftly slipped away.
Luke burst out laughing. “Okay, we don’t have to eat Dollar’s saliva for lunch today.” Selina shook her head helplessly. “I don’t like to eat that type of fish.”
Having lost the fish, Dollar could only pad back toward them with a drooping head and tail, its fur dripping wet.
Luke firmly scooted back a few meters.
The next moment, Dollar shook itself dry.
Water flew everywhere and hit Selina, who hadn’t been quick enough to react. She shouted angrily, “Dollar! Come here.” Dollar was shivering a little as it approached her, and Selina grabbed hold of the dog. “Luke, bring me a big towel. This guy falls sick easily nowadays.”
Luke nodded with a smile and found a towel which he then gave to her.
As Selina wiped Dollar down, she berated the dog in a low voice for being a bad boy who had done a bad, bad thing.
Dollar stared at its young master innocently and whined, even sticking out its big tongue to lick her.
Selina crushed this fawning behavior. “As punishment, you can’t play cute for the whole morning.”
Dollar tilted its head and stuck out its tongue as it looked plaintively at its young master.
Luke and Selina wasted twenty minutes dealing Dollar’s dive into the water.
Finishing breakfast hastily and packing up, two people and one dog walked unhurriedly in the direction of the meteorite crash.
Selina was in a much better mood today. At least, she talked to Dollar a lot.
Dollar was a loyal listener who simply listened without complaint.
Luke didn’t interrupt their interactions. He simply led the way a few steps ahead of them.
However, they had only been walking for half an hour when they went around a curve on the trail and saw two men standing in the distance.
Looking at what they were wearing, Luke coughed lightly and gestured at Selina with his left hand behind his back.
Selina looked in Luke’s direction when he coughed, and seeing his signal, she immediately stopped.
Looking at the two men in the distance, Selina asked in a low voice, “FBI? Why are they here? They’re not chasing a fugitive, are they?”
Luke said in an equally low voice, “I’ll go ask. You stay here.”
Selina nodded in understanding.
Given Luke’s combat ability, he naturally wasn’t afraid of going forward on his own.
Selina staying behind was also a warning to targets, in case anyone mistakenly thought that they could kill both Luke and Selina at the same time.
Of course, Luke and Selina weren’t really suspicious of these two who were wearing FBI tactical vests; this was just their habit as partners.
The FBI agents noticed Luke and Selina as well. When Luke walked over, one of them moved forward slightly and waved at him to stop. “We’re here on an assignment. A dangerous fugitive has snuck into this area and it isn’t safe. You should go back right away. Don’t linger in the mountains.”
Luke stopped. “Oh, we’re from the ranch at the foot of the mountains. Can I ask, the fugitive won’t run over to the ranch, will he?”
The FBI agent wasn’t impatient and just shook his head. “No. We’re already searching for him, don’t worry, but leave the mountains as soon as possible in case of danger.”
Luke nodded with a smile. “Thanks for the warning. We’ll go back.” He turned around and walked away.
Joining Selina, Luke told her what the FBI agent said. Selina listened and nodded. They then turned around to go back in the direction from which they had come.
After several hundred meters, Selina gave Luke a meaningful glance.
Luke nodded. “What is it?”
Selina asked, “Do you think they’re here because of the meteorite?”
Luke nodded. “I think so. As for that fugitive or whatever, we’ll know once we ask Robert.”
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As a town with two thousand residents, Shackelford had ten regular police officers who covered the dozens of farms and ranches around Shackelford.
Regular towns, like Boom Town in Arizona, usually only had around two sheriffs for every one thousand residents.
Shackelford was small, but the farms and ranches around it were not. Some of them even did good business, which was why the town could afford so many police officers.
The ranches were thus under Robert’s jurisdiction. If the FBI wanted to hunt down a criminal suspect here, they would have to let Robert know first; otherwise, they deserved whatever trouble they ran into.
As two people and one dog approached the foot of the mountain, Dollar suddenly started to shudder and whine.
Luke and Selina both looked at Dollar, only to see it slowly lie down as if it was in extreme pain. The dog then suddenly writhed on the ground and its whines turned into barks.
Selina turned pale with fright. “Dollar, what’s wrong?”
Luke frowned and held her back. “Let me take a look.” He then crouched down and placed a hand on Dollar to stop the dog struggling.