麦克探长住在美国西北部俄勒冈州波特兰郊区的一栋房子中。这栋房子靠近一大片的森林,非常安静。前几天刚刚下了今年第一场雪,地上积了薄薄一层,使这里显得格外安宁美好。宁静中的不安像往常一样,麦克探长早上起来,迎着初冬的一缕阳光,听着轻缓的歌曲,烤着吐司面包。但是,外面的宁静被一阵脚步声打断。顺着声音,麦克往窗外望去,看到大批全副武装的战士,带着各种装备,正朝森林方向走去,像在寻找着什么。正在他猜测发生了什么时,门铃响了。开门一看,是一个高个军官带着一队人正站在门口。 Detective Mike lives in a house on the outskirts of Portland, Oregon, in the northwestern United States. The house is very quiet near a large forest. A few days ago just under the first snow of this year, the ground plot a thin layer, so here is particularly peaceful and beautiful. The restlessness of tranquility, as usual, began in the morning as Michel, greeted by a ray of sunshine in the early winter, listening to gentle songs and toasted toast bread. However, the quiet outside was interrupted by a footsteps. Along the sound, Mike looked out the window to see a large number of fully armed warriors, with all kinds of equipment, are walking toward the forest, like looking for something. While he was guessing what happened, the doorbell rang. Open the door to see that a tall officer with a team of people are standing in front of the door.