Legendary FBI Detective

Special Investigations Unit, interrogation room.

Mona still had work on hand, and Lacey was a little stuffed and couldn't move for the time being, so it was Michelle who entered the interrogation room with Roan.

In the interrogation room, Sampson, who had been shot in both legs, was sitting in a wheelchair, his hands were handcuffed on the interrogation table, and his bandaged feet were also handcuffed together. He lowered his head and said nothing, not knowing what he was thinking. .

"Good evening, reserved Mr. Sampson."

Luo An sat down opposite Sampson, opened the folder in his hand, looked at it, and said:

"You were negligent during the surgery in the hospital. We found a cello case in your room at the halfway house, and found a sniper rifle and two pistols inside.

After examination by the Trace Inspection Department, it was determined that the sniper rifle was the murder weapon used to kill Judge Taylor-Davis.

Sampson, do you have anything to explain? For example, you actually picked up that sniper rifle. "

Sampson raised his head, glanced at Luo An coldly, and said nothing.

"All right."

Luo An didn't care, and then opened the second page of the folder, took out a photo of a four or five-year-old girl with light blue eyes, and said:

"We checked your bank account and to my surprise you have a wife and daughter.

This girl's eyes are exactly like yours. You don't need a DNA test to tell that she is definitely your daughter. Life is a miracle, right? "

Looking at the photo of his daughter placed in front of him by Luo An on the interrogation table, Sampson's eyes moved subconsciously. Luo An smiled slightly when he saw this, then pushed the photo slightly in front of Sampson and said:

"Sampson, you are standing at a fork in the road, but you are not the only one standing here, your daughter is also standing here.

To assassinate a judge, a key witness who is to testify in court, the best outcome you can encounter is to enter the highest-level federal prison, where you squat in a small, light-tight box 23.5 hours a day. kind.

You have to live this kind of life until your death, for decades. For decades, you will not be able to receive visits or see your wife and daughter.

Your daughter is not in school yet, so you don’t know the atmosphere in federal schools..."

After hearing Luo An's words, Sampson's face became more and more ugly, his breathing became more and more rapid, and he suddenly shouted from behind:

"enough!"

Bang——

"not enough!"

Sampson suddenly shouted, and Luo An slammed the table and stood up, shouting louder than Sampson:

"You're just a little shrimp, you know? Our target is the big fish!

Do you really want to live in that dark box? Never see your daughter again? Don’t forget the common saying of the Federation: Blood ties trump everything! Don't destroy her! "

"..."

Sampson's eyes were red, his chest was beating back and forth, and he was breathing heavily, just staring at Luo An.

Luo An was not to be outdone and stared at the other party. Time passed by and finally Sampson's breathing rhythm slowed down and he asked in a hoarse voice:

"How can I be sure that you can bring him down? He has too many methods and he knows too many people!

This is the Federation! He has money! He has plenty of ways to know who the people on the jury and those witnesses are, and then get rid of them! "

Sampson didn't say who "he" was, but both Roan and Michelle knew that the other person was talking about the man behind the scenes: Treveon Sheffield.

Looking at Sampson, whose eyes were red and his ears were red, and his face was full of disbelief, Luo An was not angry, but grinned.

Luo An is not afraid of questioning or negotiating conditions, because this means that the other party's position has begun to loosen, and the next step is nothing more than the conditions and benefits.

"Don't worry, of course I have a way to defeat him 100%, otherwise I wouldn't discuss this with you. I won't do anything to waste time."

Luo An patted Sampson on the shoulder, then extended his hand to Sampson and said with a smile:

"So, you will be our witness, right? Blood ties trump everything."

Sampson was silent for a long time, gritted his teeth for the last time, stretched out his hand and shook Luo An's hand.

Seeing this, Luo An nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile:

"Good, you made the right decision."

Letting go of Sampson's hand, Luo An turned back to signal to Michelle that the interrogation was over, and the two left the interrogation room together.

As soon as he walked out of the interrogation room, Luo An called the person in charge of the Ministry of Justice responsible for the Trewin-Sheffield case.

After the other party promised to come to the special investigation team office immediately, Luo An fiddled with his phone, found a familiar phone number, and dialed:

"Team Leader Elmer? Yes, it's me, Luo An..."

After receiving the response that the other party immediately brought people to the special investigation team, Luo An smiled and hung up the phone.

Luo An likes to eat a piece of cake by himself, but when the cake is too small and it is a bit difficult to eat by himself, he prefers to make the cake bigger.

Everyone ate cake together, and Luo An got more than before. He also established a good relationship with those people. When he meets other things in the future, he will also have people who will help him, and he will do more than one thing with one stone.

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The next day, at eight o'clock in the morning, the special investigation team conference room.

As soon as Luo An sat down at the main seat in the conference room, a familiar laughter sounded outside:

"As expected of Roan Greenwood's Special Investigation Team, the agents under his command are all talented!"

Michelle entered the conference room with the visitor and the visitor's detectives. Luo An stood up to greet him. The other party was Elmer, the senior investigation team leader of IRS-CI (Internal Revenue Service Criminal Investigation Division).

Elmer and Luo An are old acquaintances. From the time they were first introduced to each other by August in Investigation Team No. 5, to the cooperation between the two in several cases, and the two men joking and chatting at the FBI headquarters in Washington, it can be said that Luo An Definitely one of Elmer's favorite young men over the years.

Not only because Luo An was promoted to the leader of the Special Investigation Team at a young age, his future is bright, but also because every time Luo An comes to Elmer, he can give him a big gift.

For IRS-CI (Internal Revenue Service Criminal Investigation Division), the latter is the most important.

The IRS also has internal assessment standards, and the ability to excel and the mediocrity are clearly demonstrated in the IRS. Elmer has eaten a lot of cakes with Luo An's help in the past two times, which has aroused the jealousy of many colleagues.

Elmer secretly decided that even if there was nothing to gain from his visit to Los Angeles, or even if he was cheating, he would spare no effort to help Luo An, and he would definitely not let Luo An come into contact with other team leaders in the IRS.

So Elmer also brought a gift to Luo An this time: a large box of Yingde black tea.

After learning that Luo An likes to drink tea, Elmer made some Yingde black tea.

This is the Queen's favorite tea of ​​the United Kingdom. Elmer doesn't know much about tea, but he feels that the Queen likes it and the quality is definitely not bad.

"Thank you, Captain Elmer. It's so valuable."

Taking the tea leaves from the other party, Luo An showed a warm smile on his face. The two sat on the chairs and chatted happily. Elmer's agents were speechless. They rarely saw their parents' attitude like this. Amiable.

Not long after, Team Leader Cecilia of the Ministry of Justice, who was in charge of the Trewin-Sheffield case, also arrived at the Special Investigation Team with several agents.

The three parties arrived and briefly introduced each other's identities. Luo An coughed slightly. After everyone calmed down, he pulled over a whiteboard with a bunch of photos posted on it and began to formally draw the cake...the meeting officially began.