Legendary FBI Detective Chapter 589

Chapter 589 Suspect: Team Leader Luo An, let's help each other

 In northern New Jersey, a city at a certain county level, on a certain road in the south.

 “What do you call an 80-year-old black man? Answer: Antique farm tools.”

 In a fast-moving SUV, Lacey was sitting in the back seat wearing a body armor, looking at the posts on the computer, with a strange look on her face, and said:

“It's a miracle that Innes Heller is alive today and was not beaten to death by a black man in prison.”

Winslow, who was next to him, carefully inspected his equipment and replied casually:

“Those black people all have a talent for making jokes. Maybe these jokes were told by the black people in prison.”

  Lacey looked away from the computer, glanced at Winslow, and said with a smile:

 “Your **** joke is not bad either.”

Winslow was stunned for a moment and looked at Lacey with confusion on his face. Lacey smiled and whispered:

“Don't you mean that all the prisons are black people?”

Winslow was speechless when he heard this. Chenelle, who was driving, rolled her eyes at Lacey through the rearview mirror. Roan, who was in the passenger seat, shook the gun in his hand and said:

Lacey in the back seat nodded, quickly put the computer aside and began to sort out the weapons. After Luo An checked the equipment on his body, he reached out and pressed the communicator next to his ear and asked:

 “What is the condition of the target person?”

 So the action plan formulated by Investigation Team No. 13 is very simple: open the door! Arrests!

Hearing the voice of the FBI, Innis-Heller had no idea of ​​resisting with a gun. Instead, he was preparing to clear the computer. When Luo An and others broke in, he was about to unplug the network cable and unplug the wire.

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“Stop chatting, get to the target location immediately, and pack your equipment quickly!”

 The target person never left the house and stayed at his home. "

With a loud noise, the front and rear doors of the apartment were shattered at the same time. The SWAT team members rushed into the apartment with weapons in hand and shouted:

 “Put your hands behind your head!”

According to the layout of the apartment, the SWAT team and the No. 13 Investigation Team were divided into two teams, each responsible for the front and rear doors. A SWAT team member held a blast shield and went straight to the front door. The SWAT team member behind him held a breaking hammer. After receiving the order, , he immediately hit the apartment door with force!

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 “FBI!”

 Mona and Michelle were sitting in the car with several SWAT agents. When they heard Roan's question, Mona typed on the keyboard a few times and answered:

“An hour ago, the target person went out and threw a bag of garbage.

The agents of the No. 13 Investigation Team broke into the apartment and found no one on the first floor. Luo An immediately led people to the second floor.

 “OK.”

 “Good.”

Luo An nodded with satisfaction. Previous information showed that Innis-Heller had no experience as a soldier, nor had he participated in military training or military clubs.

"lay down your weapon!"

The two cars quickly arrived at the target location. This is a common wooden apartment in the Federation. It has two floors. The whole body is red and orange and the color is very conspicuous. The area is not large. There are two doors on the front and rear lawns. There is also a door in front of the door. A small staircase.

On the road not far behind the SUV, a dark SWAT personnel carrier followed quickly.

 “Go upstairs! Go upstairs!”

Luo An kicked down the door of the study room on the second floor. In the room was a middle-aged white man wearing shorts and short sleeves with short hair and a frightened face. He was the target person Innes Heller.

"do not move!"

"Raise your hand!"

Chenelle and Winslow shouted loudly when they saw this. Roan moved even faster and kicked Innis-Heller in the stomach, sending him flying and hitting the wall.

There was a muffled sound, and Innes Heller's face instantly turned pale. He groaned and collapsed forward to the ground. Chenier and Winslow quickly stepped forward and put guns to his head, while Luo An took out the handcuffs and held him in place. His hands were cuffed tightly together.

While Luo An and the others held Innis Heller firmly, Mona quickly ran to the desktop computer next to her, tapped the keyboard a few times and let out a long sigh of relief, then gave Luo An and the other three a thumbs up and smiled. road:

 “Just a little bit close, well done!”

Luo An stood up, raised his eyebrows, and asked:

 “Is everything complete?”

  “Some of it was deleted, but it can be found back.”

Mona motioned to Michelle and Lacey to help deal with the computer case, and explained with a smile:

 “The operation was successful, everything we were looking for is there.”

"That's good."

Luo An breathed a sigh of relief. Innis-Heller had been picked up by Winslow and Chenelle. Luo An patted him on the shoulder and smiled:

“I'm sorry, Mr. Innes-Heller, we have arrested you for making racist remarks that violate political correctness.”

Innes-Heller: "???"

 In 2006, politically correct things had begun to take shape, but there were not many things where the number of BUFFs was used to determine who would be in charge.

 So when Innis-Heller was arrested, his face was full of doubts about Roan's words.

It wasn't until he entered the interrogation room and heard Roan and Chenelle starting to ask about the posts on the underground world website that Innis-Heller realized that what he just said was a joke.

Across the interrogation table, Innis-Heller was handcuffed to a chair, covering his face and remaining silent.

Luo An took a leisurely sip of his coffee, and just as he was about to speak, there was a sudden knock on the door of the interrogation room, and then Mona walked in with her laptop in her arms.

Putting the laptop on the interrogation table, Mona glanced at Innis-Heller with disdain and introduced:

“Team leader, I just found Innes Heller's account on his computer that he registered on six underground world websites. The content of the posts in them are roughly the same, and they are all related to “meat rabbits”.

In addition, I also found about 50g of child pornographic content in a secret folder on the hard drive of his desktop computer.

 We caught another t-training fetish. "

Roan and Cheniel were both a little surprised when they heard this, but before they could speak, Innis-Heller quickly put down his hands and said loudly:

 “I'm not practicing t addiction!”

“Few people will directly admit their addiction to t-training, I understand.”

 Luo An waved his hand and said:

“Don't be in a hurry, Mr. Liantezhi, we have plenty of time, we can talk slowly.”

 “Damn it, I'm really not a t addict!”

Seeing the disdain flashing in Cheniel and Mona's eyes, and then hearing Roan's words, Innis-Heller's face turned redder.

 Taking a few deep breaths, Innis-Heller suppressed his impatience and said seriously:

“Mr. Agent, ladies and gentlemen, I'm really not a fan of t-training.

 What you find on the disk is just merchandise.

 Do you understand the product? I make money from it, but I have no interest in it itself. "

 Chenier and Mona's eyes were still full of disbelief, while Luo An suddenly realized:

“In other words, you are just selling children's **** content and are a disseminator of children's porn. You are not a **** addict yourself, right?”

Innis-Heller froze when he heard this. Under federal law, the crime of spreading child **** does not seem to be much lower than practicing the fetish itself.

Innes-Heller hesitated for a few seconds and was about to continue explaining. Roan interrupted him with a wave of his hand, motioned Mona to leave and brought the conversation to the main topic.

 After briefly describing the serial murder case on the beach, Luo An pushed the photo of the pit to the other party with a serious face and asked:

 “Do you have anything to say?”

"I…"

After another long silence, Innis-Heller looked up at Luo An and said:

“Mr. Agent, I want to make it clear first that I am just a businessman, and everything I do is just to make money.”

 Luo An chuckled:

“That is to say, you know the circumstances behind this serial murder case, right?”

 “I do know something.”

Innis-Heller nodded, then shook his head and said:

 “But I can't say.”

 Chenelle narrowed her eyes slightly:

 “Are you scared?”

Chenelle thought that the reason Innis-Heller didn't say anything was because he was afraid of being retaliated against and killed in prison after entering the prison.

 “I'm really scared.”

Innis-Heller nodded, readily admitted this, and then added:

“In addition, I think Mr. Detective, with your position, you may not be able to investigate the situation behind this matter.

  How about this, I tell you the identities of the buyers who bought the things on my disk, and if you catch them, it will be a great achievement.

As for me, I will help you arrest people and help you accumulate credit. How about you also help me get an exoneration agreement or a witness agreement to reduce my charges?

 Helping each other benefits everyone. "

After Innis-Heller finished speaking, Cheniel's face suddenly turned cold.

She didn't think Luo An would agree to the other party, but she realized that if Innis-Heller didn't lie, there might be a big problem behind this case.

Luo An pondered for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled and asked:

“Mr. Innes, you said you are a businessman, so I have a little problem.

Have you paid taxes on those things you sold? "

 (End of this chapter)

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