Legendary FBI Detective Chapter 567

Chapter 567: Suspect, arrest, familiar website

In the south of Las Vegas, outside a small but exquisite villa, a black SUV slowly parked on the side of the road.

This is the home of Presley, the former policeman and now private detective who was killed by Luo An with a stun gun.

As soon as the SUV parked, Lacey walked out of the villa holding a document bag.

Snapped-

　　Opening the door and getting in the car, Lacey handed the document bag to Luo An. Winslow handed her the food he bought and asked with some confusion:

"what happened?"

Lacie grinned, took the food and ate it without answering. Luo An explained while opening the envelope:

“Remember what we found out about the relationship between male model Paul and President Lucille?

This incident gave me an idea, that is, whether there is a private detective investigating the relationship between Semol and Igilia.

 One of them is a state legislator, and the other is a female reporter. The things inside are also very story-telling, referring to follow-up investigations. "

Winslow raised his eyebrows and suddenly realized:

“Presley, a fellow private detective, may take some unplanned photos when he is following and investigating the female reporter Igilia! For example, the scene of Igilia's kidnapping!”

 “That's right.”

 Lacie swallowed the food in her mouth, nodded with a smile, and said:

“I just had the idea of ​​giving it a try, but I didn't expect that it would actually pay off!”

Winslow glanced at Luo An with admiration, and quickly turned his attention to the document bag in Luo An's hand.

 Opening the document bag, Luo An took out a few photos from it.

The photo is not the scene Winslow imagined, in which the female reporter Igilia was kidnapped or murdered, but the scene where the female reporter Igilia left the newspaper office after get off work and drove home when she was followed by a suspicious taxi.

 “It's a taxi again?”

Winslow complained, and Luo An ignored him. He took out his mobile phone and called Michelle and said:

“Michelle, I have a taxi license plate here. Please check the identity of the driver of this car.”

"give it to me."

After getting the numbers and letters on the number plate, Michelle on the other end of the phone immediately started typing on the keyboard. Within a minute, Michelle immediately replied:

“The identity of the driver was found. His name is Essoff Jason. He is 45 years old and has a military background. He has been imprisoned many times for crimes such as robbery and intentional injury.”

 “Good.”

Luo An nodded with satisfaction, put the document bag next to him, prepared to start the car, and asked:

 “Where does he live?”

“Live in Clark County, south of Las Vegas (Chapter 501)!

In addition, Essoff Jason also has a roommate named Matthew Gordon, who has also been in prison for intentional injury and other crimes! "

 “It's a familiar place again.”

 Pressing the accelerator with the right hand in gear, the SUV suddenly moved forward quickly. Luo An grinned and added:

“Michelle, ask Chenille to contact the SWAT team and work together to arrest people!”

"clear!"

Clark County is a satellite city in the southeastern part of Las Vegas. Most of the people living here are working in Las Vegas but cannot afford to live in the high-rent housing in Las Vegas. By.

 Half an hour later, on the southwest side of Clark County, on the street opposite a certain community building, an SUV slowly parked on the side of the road.

Not long after, a black SWAT personnel carrier also slowly parked in the empty space in front of the SUV.

 “Check the equipment.”

  In the SUV, Luo An hung the communicator on his ear, ordered everyone to organize their weapons, and then asked:

 “Michelle, how's it going?”

“That taxi is parked in the underground parking lot not far away.”

Michelle quickly replied:

 “Aisoff-Jason stayed home without work today.

His roommate Matthew Gordon's consumption records show that he bought some food at a nearby supermarket half an hour ago. "

At this moment, Winslow suddenly focused his eyes, pointed at a middle-aged white man on the other side of the road carrying a packaging bag, and said:

 “Matthew Gordon is right there.”

 “Good.”

Seeing the other party carrying food walking upstairs, Luo An narrowed his eyes, hung up the communicator, and ordered:

"start to act!"

"clear!"

As soon as the words fell, the back door of the personnel carrier opened immediately. Chenille and a group of fully armed SWAT team members filed out. Luo An, Winslow and Lacey, who had arranged their weapons, followed closely behind and rushed into the community building together. .

  Blockade the elevator, go straight to the fourth floor where the target person is from the stairs, and soon arrive at the designated room.

With three counts to count, the leader of the SWAT team picked up the hammer and slammed the door hard. Boom!

Boom—

There was a loud bang, and the door shattered and fell to the ground inward. Two SWAT members holding explosion shields quickly rushed into the room and shouted at the same time:

 “FBI! Open the door!”

 “Don't move!”

 “Keep your hands away from the weapon!”

 “Get down! Get down!”

In the room, in addition to Matthew Gordon, who had just returned from buying food, there were two young white men sitting in front of the TV playing games.

The SWAT team members rushed into the room, and the three of them were shocked. The two white youths subconsciously prepared to throw away the handle and grab the gun to fight back, but they saw Matthew Gordon next to him who was holding the gun being kicked to the ground by Luo An. The two men immediately took their hands away from the guns and lay on the ground obediently.

 “Where's Assoff-Jason?”

Finding that there was no target person in the room, Winslow and Lacey frowned slightly. Luo An found that there was a bedroom next to him that had not been opened, so he waved his hand to signal everyone to go to that room.

Winslow kicked open the door and found a large bed in the bedroom. Lying on the bed was a man wearing shorts and shorts, sleeping soundly.

On the cabinet next to the bed, there are several small packets of white flour in transparent packaging. On the ground next to the bed, there is also a transparent packaging bag that has no flour.

Luo An stepped forward and grabbed the sleeping man's head. It was the target of their trip, Essoff Jason.

"take away."

Luo An was too lazy to talk nonsense. He waved his hand and motioned for everyone to take the four people away. He found that there was a computer next to him, so he immediately walked over.

Soon, the three of them were escorted out of the room. Essoff Jason was carried away, and flour, pistols and other items were also taken away. Lacey walked to Luo An and asked:

 “What did you find?”

Luo An pushed the computer in front of Lacey, pointed at the pages inside, and asked:

 “Are you familiar?”

 Seeing the red and black website and the red metal card inserted into the computer, Lacey's eyes narrowed and she said in a deep voice:

“Is it the criminal website in the underground world?”

 “That's right.”

 Close the computer, Luo An narrowed his eyes slightly:

 “Interesting coincidence, isn't it?”

　　At three o'clock in the afternoon, the FBI branch in Las Vegas, a temporarily borrowed interrogation room.

On both sides of the interrogation table, Luo An and Chenelle sat on the left, and on the right sat a middle-aged white man with a lot of white hair and eyes that seemed to be closed.

 “Hello, Mr. Essoff.”

 Luo An opened the folder, placed the photo of female reporter Igilia in front of him, and asked:

 “Did you kidnap her?”

As soon as the effect of the flour wore off, Essoff-Jason was very sluggish. He slumped down on his chair, yawned profusely and replied:

"Um."

 “Where is Igeria now?”

"I have no idea."

"have no idea?"

 Assoff-Jason opened his mouth and yawned widely, and whispered:

“After I kidnapped the person, I handed him over to my employer and got the money. I didn't ask about what happened next, and I didn't bother to ask.”

 Cheniel narrowed her eyes slightly when she heard this:

 “Employer? What do you mean?”

“Someone ordered me to kidnap this woman for $20,000.”

 Assoff-Jason grinned and said:

“It's just kidnapping a woman. It's simple and easy. The price of $20,000 is pretty good, isn't it?”

Too lazy to discuss these matters with Essoff Jason, Luo An asked:

“Who is that employer? Do you know his identity?”

 “I don't know, I don't know, I haven't met.”

 Assoff-Jason looked at the ceiling and said:

“But I saw that man's gold watch. Do you know how much that watch cost?

 A watch, $400,000! Damn it, I should have tied him up that night..."

Assoff-Jason fell asleep again as he spoke. Chenier looked ugly. Roan got up and left the interrogation room. Michelle immediately came over:

 “Luo An, there are clues found.”

 (End of this chapter)

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