Chapter 17: Naloxone

Chapter 17 Naloxone

William said, "I don't know the specific reason. Everyone has their own privacy, even friends. If you ask about other people's privacy, you may not even be a friend."

Luke asked, "From what you know about Tony, where is he going?"

"I don't know. He's an adult and won't tell me everything."

"Has he been missing for such a long time before?"

"It happened a few times before, and then he came back by himself. In fact, it's nothing. For people like us, we don't have a family, no job, and we're tired of staying in one place. It's normal to go out for a walk."

"Is Tony connected to the family?"

"I don't know, at least I haven't seen it. But once we drank together, he mentioned his wife and children, and it was obvious that he still missed them."

"Tony ever married?" Luke frowned slightly. According to the information, Tony was single, and his family members included parents and elder brother.

"I don't know, I only know that he lived with that woman for a while."

"What's that woman's name?"

"I didn't ask."

"How old is the child, boy or girl?"

William spread his hands, "comeon, we were just chatting that day, and I also drank a lot of alcohol, I don't have a family or children, and I'm not interested in this topic, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

I would like to assist you in your investigation, but I really don't know. "

"Besides you, who else knows Tony better?"

"Tony is relatively withdrawn, he doesn't take the initiative to meet other people, and occasionally chats with homeless people nearby, but those homeless people definitely don't know as much as I do..." William recalled for a while,

"By the way, I also remembered a situation. Tony knew a rich man. I saw him go to Tony's house."

"How do you know the other party is rich?"

“He drives a white BMW X5 and wears a decent suit, the kind of guy you don’t see in the neighborhood.”

"How many times have you met this person?"

"I can't remember the exact number of times, but at least four or five times."

"When did he come?"

"I can't remember clearly, because the span is a bit long, and we see each other about once a year on average."

"When was the last time we saw each other?"

"Maybe... around Christmas last year? Can't remember exactly."

"Describe the features of the rich man."

"I just met him from a distance, and I couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly. I only knew that he was white, male, and of medium build. Tony never mentioned this person."

"Does Tony have any special fetishes for women?"

"No, he's not very interested in women."

"Does Tony have a gun?"

"Not as far as I know."

"Has Tony ever mentioned his home state of Nevada?"

"His hometown is Nevada? I don't know at all. He never mentioned it. From his accent, I thought he was a local."

"How's Tony doing financially?"

"It's not bad, at least it's much better than me. He has relief money, lives in a comfortable house, and occasionally orders takeout. At least I haven't seen him worry about money."

"Then I don't know. He may have other sources of income. This is private. He won't say it, and I won't ask." William showed an expression that you understand.

"Thank you for assisting us in our investigation." Luke handed the other party a business card, "You can contact me anytime you think of any clues."

William took the business card and pointed to the blue tent, "Can I go back to sleep?"

Luke took out another twenty dollars and handed it to him, "Buy yourself something to eat."

"Thanks, can I get a beer? I haven't had a drink since Tony disappeared."

"up to you."

Luke turned and left, the money had already been given, and he didn't care whether the other party used it to buy burgers or beer.

Backing in the car, Luke asked David beside him, "What do you think?"

David thought for a while, "Yesterday you retired. We checked Tony's past call records and found no contact with his relatives in Nevada for nearly twenty years. Coupled with William's description today, Tony's attitude towards his family is even more serious. It's not normal."

Luke took advantage of the situation and said, "Tony hates the police and doesn't contact his relatives in his hometown. Could it be that he dare not go back because he committed a crime in Nevada, let alone contact his relatives in his hometown."

"It's possible, but it's been 20 years and it happened in another state. It's not easy to find out." After David finished speaking, the phone rang.

"Om..."

David clicked on the text message and saw, "It's Lindsay's address, I'm going there."

"What do you want to do? If you meet that man again, will you beat him up violently, or just destroy him."

"I did think about beating up that bastard, but he might turn on Lindsay and make Lindsay's situation worse. I... just want to help her."

Luke was a little bit unconvinced. In his opinion, David could do anything. "How can I help?"

David opened the car armrest box and took out several white pill boxes from it, "Naloxone."

Luke has an impression of this drug, which is a drug receptor antagonist, injected into the human body, can quickly relieve the toxic effect of drugs on the central nervous system, and can save the lives of those who overdose in time. It is a safe and reliable drug. , low price, emergency medicine without side effects.

"I know that you are helping her, but those who don't know think you are encouraging her to take drugs. Now you should help her quit drugs, not prepare to overdose."

"You think I don't want to? You think I haven't tried it? I have tried all the methods I should try. Detoxification is not as easy as imagined.

Do you know how many people die each year from overdose? I'm saving her life. "

"OK, then don't waste time, I'm hungry." Luke waved his hand. After all, this is a matter between David and his wife, and he doesn't want to interfere too much.

David shook his head and started the car, "Is being hungry so terrible?"

"Is there a problem?"

"Listen, if you don't want to go, I can send you to dinner first, I can understand..."

Luke interrupted the other party, "Eat after delivery."

Lindsay lives not far from here. It took a few minutes to drive there. David stopped the car and looked at the house number on the house. "It should be here."

Outside the window is a dilapidated square, the wooden fence has been broken, surrounded by a piece of iron, the yard is messy, and there are colorful graffiti on the walls.

David put on the handbrake, took a deep breath, "You wait in the car, I'll be out soon."

"You wait in the car, I will deliver."

"What?" David thought he had heard wrong.

"Are you sure you want to see what's going on inside the house? If that man opens the door, can you refrain from hitting him? Or just shoot him?"

David rubbed his chin, "Don't you want to change partners? It just so happens that you can get your wish."

"I want to change partners, but not in this way." Luke took the naloxone from David, got out of the car, and said a word before closing the door,

"You are welcome."

(end of this chapter)

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