Legendary FBI Detective

Investigation Team No. 5, office area.

"Wilkin Brook, a native of New Jersey, is 48 years old this year."

According to Trenner's dictation, the portrait made by the portrait artist, William and several technical agents successfully found the other party's relevant information in the FBI's internal database:

"This guy served in the army when he was young, and the information in the army shows that he is very eloquent and very good at impromptu speeches."

This is not surprising to Roan. If the other party is not good at eloquence, it is impossible to fool Connor Trenner into this.

Seeing the bohemian face of Wilkin Brooke in the portrait, with different features and features, Roan twitched the corner of his mouth, took a sip of coffee, sat on the chair and asked:

"Then what?"

"Then he was kicked out by the army."

Mona shrugged, pointed to the information in the computer and said:

"Wilkin once played poker with his team leader and was caught cheating on the spot, so he was kicked out of the army.

After leaving the army, he was in and out of various federal prisons many times for illegal possession of guns, intentional injury, theft, resisting arrest, drunk driving, manslaughter and a host of other crimes. "

"Wow, still an 'excellent' talent."

Seeing the information in Mona's computer, Luo An sighed with a smile on his face, and continued to ask:

"So, he has a feud with Congressman Emmanuel Bain?"

Mona shook her head:

"No, it should be said that his son had conflicts with Emmanuel Bain."

"What?"

Lacey on the side was a little surprised, Wilkin Brook grew up like this and has a son?

After giving Lacey a blank look, Mona continued to explain:

"Wilkin's son, named Henry, had joined Cody's paper.

Some time ago, Henry and those radicals left the Cody newspaper together, and it didn't take long for him to be imprisoned for violating the law and resisting arrest when he marched outside against Congressman Emmanuel. "

"Wilkin then targeted Congressman Emmanuel Bain for retaliation."

Luo An nodded, this style is very in line with the simple folk customs of America.

At the same time, Trenner not only opposed Senator Emmanuel, but also had conflicts with Kermit's political organization.

But Trenner had no intention of killing Senator Emanuel at that time, until he met Wilkin in the "Black Forest" bar.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Wilkin managed to get the information he wanted from Trenner's mouth. At the same time, he used excellent eloquence and political slogans to stabilize Trenner, and began to let Trenner make Molotov cocktails.

One of the prerequisites for Trenner's choice to join Wilkin was that Wilkin took him and successfully set fire to Kermit's political organization with a Molotov cocktail.

"Everything is connected."

After listening to Mona's narration, all the agents nodded in unison, and then looked at Roan with admiration.

If it hadn't been for Roan's success in getting Trenner to speak, with Wilkin's years of experience hiding in XZ, it might take quite a long time to figure out the real situation of this case and catch Wilkin.

"Good job!"

Augustus, who was standing at the front of the office area, also glanced at Roan with a smile on his face, then turned to look at Mona:

"Well, did you find out where Wilkin is hiding now?"

"It's very simple."

Mona smiled and said that although Wilkin was very cautious, he was old and didn't understand computer networks, let alone that the FBI had facial recognition information for an outstanding social talent like him who had been imprisoned many times of.

Opening the FBI's internal database network, Mona's ten fingers fluttered on the keyboard, and she quickly found her:

"That guy is hiding in Sussex County, NJ right now!"

——

Sussex County, located in the upper left of New Jersey, has a population of about 140,000. It is only a county in terms of administrative division, but the place is relatively small.

In addition, Mona only found out that the other party was hiding in this county, but it still took a lot of time for the agents of the No. 5 investigation team to find out where she was hiding.

the next morning.

"Everyone, this is the abandoned factory building where Wilkin Brook is hiding."

In an unoccupied apartment a few streets away from the abandoned factory building, Roan explained the scene to Ryder and the two SWAT teams with a serious face:

"According to our investigation, there are not only a small number of Molotov cocktails in this factory, but also a small number of rifles and pistols.

At the same time, besides Wilkin Brook himself, there were five middle-aged white men who had the same experience as him in the factory. "

Several of them were comrades-in-arms of Wilkin Brook when he was young. The reason for their gathering here this time, William and others have not yet found out.

After receiving the photos of several people from Luo An, the SWAT members of the two teams quickly circulated them. After discussing the plan for the operation, they immediately left and got into the car.

Different from directly using plastic bombs to break into the door in the past, in the action plan formulated by Roan this time, he also contacted two New Jersey policemen and asked them to drive a wrecker and loudly pull away Wilkin's newly bought car.

If Wilkin finds out and comes out to stop them, everyone can rush forward to relax each other, and then slowly deal with the remaining few people.

The SWAT players of the two teams were ready at the designated positions, Roan nodded:

"action!"

When the two New Jersey police officers heard this, they immediately drove the wrecker and moved to Wilkin's new car.

buzz buzz --

When the two forks of the machine entered the bottom of the new car, a huge noise resounded through the area instantly.

In a few seconds, the door of the warehouse was opened, and a middle-aged white man came out with a displeased face, pointed at the two policemen and shouted:

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Seeing that it wasn't Wilkin Brook, Ryder and all the SWAT players were a little disappointed.

But Roan didn't care about it, anyway, they still have follow-up plans.

Without hesitation, Roan immediately pressed the communicator:

"Plan No. 2! Start to act!"

"receive!!!"

After the words fell, two SWAT team members who had been ambushing for a long time jumped out from the side of the wrecker immediately, and before the middle-aged white man could react, they punched and kicked him into a deep sleep.

At the same time, Roan and Ryder, who were heavily armed, each followed a team of SWAT agents and quickly rushed into the front and rear doors of the abandoned factory building with their weapons in hand.

Because the police appeared here inexplicably with a wrecker, except for the middle-aged white man who came out to check the situation, the rest of the people in the factory also frowned and walked quickly to the gate, ready to check what happened outside.

Then they saw the SWAT team that broke into the warehouse suddenly.

"do not move!"

"Hands up!"

"Put your hands where we can see them!"

Hearing the shouts of the SWAT team members and seeing the weapons in their hands, the expressions of Wilkin and several middle-aged white men changed instantly.

Because they heard the sound of the wrecker, the few people who knew that the police had come left their heavy weapons in the warehouse, with only pistols in their arms.

But before they put their hands into their arms and counterattacked with pistols, because the distance between the two sides was too close, a group of SWAT members had already pushed their rifles to their foreheads.

"Shit!"

“Son of better than eating!”

Several people's faces became even more ugly, and they all yelled at the group of FBIs for not talking about martial arts.

Including Wilkin, there were five middle-aged white men standing at the warehouse door.

There are a total of 20 SWAT players at the front and rear doors, and each of them is divided into four. There is only one Roan and one Ryder left on the scene.

After stuffing Wilkin, who had an extremely ugly face and was full of curses, into the troop carrier, a group of SWAT agents looked at Roan, the planner of this operation, with smiles and admiration in their eyes.

This mission was so easy and successful that they, the SWAT team members, had the ability to brag when they were drinking in the future.

If there is no accident, the next time I hear that Agent Luo An of the No. 5 investigation team needs to assist in the operation, the competition between the several SWAT teams may be much fiercer.

Roan didn't see the eyes of these SWAT players, because Ryder had just made some new discoveries in the warehouse.

Looking at Ryder's fingers, Roan frowned.

Because he saw a bunch of detonators, C4 explosives, detonating cord.