Legendary FBI Detective

Sunday, 5:30 pm, in Luo An’s rented apartment.

The voice on the phone was very familiar to Luo An. It was the No. 2 investigation team leader who had handled the [First Lady Bomb Case] ​​with him before, Team Leader Owen (Chapter 225)

When they first came to Los Angeles, Luo An and Team Leader Irving greeted each other. When dealing with the "Eight Teenage Corpses Case", Team Leader Irving also provided Luo An with a lot of help.

We had worked together not long ago. Team leader Owen was very friendly towards Luo An and invited Luo An to his home for dinner many times.

So when he heard the gunshots on the phone and Team Leader Owen calling for help, Luo An didn't hesitate at all. He immediately sat up from the sofa and ran out of the apartment quickly:

"Where are you? I'll call for backup right now!"

boom!

Before Team Leader Owen could answer his question, a gunshot was heard from the other side of the phone, followed by the sound of the phone falling to the ground and Kazuto falling to the ground.

"Fu-k!"

Luo An's expression changed, and he slapped the SUV hard, but his curse voice was very low, because the phone hadn't been hung up yet, so he might be able to hear the murderer's movements.

It was unusually quiet in the SUV. Luo An looked solemn and listened carefully to the voice coming from the other end of the phone.

There were rustling footsteps, then the sound of groping for a body, and then the phone was picked up, paused for a few seconds, and then hung up.

Hearing the busy signal on the phone, Luo An's eyes flashed with a cold light.

The footsteps on the phone were from only one person, but the gunshots in front could not have been made by one person.

In addition, there was a pause for a few seconds after the phone was picked up. Luo An guessed that the person who picked up the phone asked his teammates what to do, and determined that there were at least two people who killed Team Leader Owen.

Driving the SUV speeding forward on the road, Luo An looked at the traffic in front of him and thought for a moment. With a flash of light in his eyes, he turned the page on his mobile phone and called the team leader Potente Byrne first.

The call was quickly answered:

"This is Potente-Born."

"Sir, it's me, Luo An."

Luo An said in a deep voice:

"I'm afraid the leader of the No. 2 Investigation Team, Owen, was killed."

"What did you say? Are you sure?"

Potente-Bourne was shocked when he heard this and hurriedly asked:

"When? Where?"

"Team Leader Owen called me just now, and there was gunshots on the other end of the phone."

Luo An briefly described the situation just now and said in a deep voice:

"The time was just now, the location is not yet known."

“Son of better than eating!”

Potente-Bourne was extremely angry and said directly:

"I'll contact the LAPD right away, and I'll definitely find Team Leader Owen as soon as possible!"

After the words fell, Potente Byrne hung up the phone without waiting for Luo An to answer.

Hearing the busy signal on the phone, Luo An licked his lips not knowing what he was thinking. After pondering for a while, he called Mona.

Mona and Lacey went shopping on the streets of Los Angeles this afternoon and haven't come back yet.

"It's me, Mona."

The phone was picked up quickly, and Mona, who had bought a lot of the latest clothes, asked with a smile:

"What's wrong? Luo An, do you want me to bring you some food when I go back?"

"Sorry, Mona, there was an emergency."

Luo An turned the steering wheel and passed several cars, saying in a deep voice:

"Team Leader Owen of the No. 2 Investigation Team was most likely killed just now. You and Lacey quickly go back to the Special Investigation Team and try to find a way to secretly get a copy of Team Leader Owen's recent work."

"What?"

Mona's pupils shrank when she heard this and her face was filled with shock, but she immediately agreed:

"No problem, we'll go back right now."

"By the way, remember to ask Michelle to come with you."

Luo An's eyebrows twitched and he added:

"She might be able to give you some help."

"OK."

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Six o'clock in the afternoon, a pier in southwest Los Angeles.

Luo An was not the first to arrive at the scene. When he drove here, the scene had already been cordoned off, and nearly ten LAPD patrol officers were controlling the scene.

Taking out his golden FBI badge to show his identity, Luo An opened the cordon and walked inside, beginning to observe the crime scene.

A silver Camry parked next to the container. This car Luo An knew was the personal car of Team Leader Irving.

Team Leader Irving was lying outside the driver's door. The passenger door was opened. Luo An walked up to him and found that Team Leader Irving had been shot in the right temple. The scene was horrific.

"Hello, I'm Sheriff James."

Luo An bent down and was about to check other situations at the scene, when a middle-aged white man with a big beard suddenly walked over.

Seeing the other person's stretched out hand, Luo An stopped moving and stretched out his hand to shake it:

"Roan Greenwood."

"I know you, deputy director of the FBI's Special Investigations Unit."

After Sheriff James shook hands with Luo An, he said directly:

"The LAPD chief just called me and asked us to cooperate with you."

The head of the FBI investigation team was killed. This was a major case that had not happened in Los Angeles for a long time. Chief James really couldn't figure out who was so brave.

"Thanks."

Luo An didn't talk nonsense when he heard this and asked directly:

"Have you visited the area?"

"A security guard guarding the dock heard the gunfire."

Sheriff James took a deep breath, turned around and led Luo An not far away, and said:

"But the director asked us to cooperate with you, so we suspended the inquiry."

Luo An glanced at Chief James and said nothing. He walked to the dock security and asked:

"Can you tell me what you saw?"

The security guard at the pier was a very thin white man who looked to be in his fifties and had a gun on his waist.

After hearing Luo An's question, he replied:

"I was patrolling on the other side of the pier and when the gunfire started I ran over here but I didn't see anyone."

Luo An frowned slightly and continued to ask:

"Where's the surveillance at the dock?"

"It's been broken for half a year."

The security guard pouted:

“There are some homeless people in the neighborhood who come here to steal stuff, and they always break the surveillance.

After it broke more than a dozen times, the Los Angeles government stopped sending people to repair it, and I patrolled it alone at night.

I did the work of four people by myself, but they didn't give me a salary increase..."

Luo An continued to ask the security guard a few questions, but did not get any useful clues, so he temporarily let him leave.

At this time, the detectives from the Trace Inspection Section and the No. 2 Investigation Team all arrived at the scene. Luo An shook hands with the leading detectives and handed the scene over to them.

The faces of the agents of Investigation Team No. 2 were all very ugly, and several female agents all covered their mouths and shed tears.

At this moment, Luo An's cell phone suddenly rang. He took out his cell phone and saw that the person calling him was Lacey.

"It's me, Luo An, have you found any clues?"

"Mona just contacted Team Leader Owen's wife."

Lacey on the other end of the phone said:

"I have sent an agent to find her. She will arrive at our office area in twenty minutes. Do you want to come back and ask her some questions?"

"OK, I'll go back right now."

There is a trace inspection department in charge of the scene. Luo An has nothing to do if he stays here, so he might as well go back to the office area directly.

Fifteen minutes later, Luo An returned to the office area of ​​the Special Investigation Team.

Mona, Lacey and Michelle are currently sitting in front of their respective computers busy.

"You came back just in time, Luo An."

Seeing Luo An push the door and walk into the office area, Mona immediately raised her hand to greet him:

"I discovered a little situation here."