Legendary FBI Detective

An office on the roof of a building in Las Vegas.

Luo An put down the coffee cup, leaned forward slightly, stared at Lakesha, and asked his question.

Lakesha's expression remained unchanged. She raised her head, stared into Luo An's eyes without any sign of weakness, and said word by word:

"I have no idea."

Lakesha said that the basement where she was locked was located in the innermost room of the basement of the duplex villa.

When she was first imprisoned, Lakesha used the skills she had learned from being deceived and deceived in the society over the past few years to break the locks and escape several times.

After being recaptured by security personnel, the locks were successfully updated and there were several more doors in the basement.

If the person who delivers her meals with the key wants to come in every day, it takes more than ten minutes to enter one floor after another.

She had no idea what happened that night, except that no one brought her food the next morning.

If the two patrolmen hadn't learned about Lakesha's situation and spent a long time finding the key to find her in the basement, Lakesha felt that she might have been locked alive in the basement.

After listening to Lakesha's narration, Luo An was noncommittal and then asked:

"Did you notice anything wrong with the meal that night?"

"No."

Lakesha shook her head, left her seat and got herself a cup of coffee, took a sip and said:

“My father felt that food that was too delicious would make me feel in the mood to continue to resist, so he replaced my three meals a day with the most ordinary jam, bread slices and milk, with occasionally some bacon or vegetable salad.

These are delivered to the basement all at once each morning and I need to carefully count every bite or I will have nothing to eat at night. "

"..."

Michelle, who had been holding a pen to record the words next to her, her eyelids jumped when she heard these words, and the corners of Roan's mouth also trembled. The father and daughter, Lexa O'Dell and Pranay O'Dell, are really not ordinary people. .

"OK."

Putting aside the messy things in his mind, Luo An picked up the folder on his desk and looked at it casually, then asked:

“So, has the O’Dell family provoked anyone recently?

In other words, who has a deep hatred for the Odell family? "

If Lakesha had died that night, the Odell family would have been completely wiped out. This was not an ordinary hatred, nor something that ordinary people could achieve.

Lakesha snorted coldly, walked behind the desk, opened the cabinet underneath, took out a metal box and handed it to Luo An, saying:

“Here are some of the things my father recorded after I had someone cut open the safes in his bedroom and study.

In addition, this box also contains a document I compiled, which contains a list of companies or families that have had financial or other frictions with the O'Dell family in the past ten years.

I think they might be able to provide some help to Team Leader Luo An. "

"I hope so."

Luo An took the metal box and briefly chatted with Lacosa. After getting no useful clues, he left the building with Michelle.

A brand new Dodge car was driving slowly on the streets of Las Vegas. Michelle sat in the passenger seat and carefully looked at the diary in the metal box. Roan yawned and asked softly:

"Did you find anything?"

"Except for some emotional stories and dissatisfaction and abuse against competitors, no useful clues were found."

Michelle shook her head and said that when he was young, Purannai O'Dell was a lover and very playful. After the death of his first wife, he gradually calmed down.

Luo An was speechless. Tidbits were indeed interesting, but he was not interested now. Just as he was about to continue talking, Michelle suddenly frowned and said:

"Wait a minute, something's not right about this page."

"What?"

"Look here, these marks."

Turning the diary to a page full of text, Michelle raised the page and signaled it to Luo An behind her back, and said solemnly:

“The mark left on the back of this page does not match the text on the front, and there are traces of daubing, modification and covering.

According to my experience, Pranay O'Dell must have written something, then erased it, and then wrote the current words on it. "

Luo An briefly glanced at the diary. He didn't know much about this aspect, so he asked directly:

"Michelle, can you figure out what Pranay O'Dell originally wrote?"

Michelle nodded:

"I try my best, but I need a little time."

"When you get back to the hotel later, you can use your time as you like."

Professional matters were left to professionals, and Luo An was relieved to let Michelle handle the diary. At this moment, Luo An's cell phone suddenly rang.

"It's me, Lacey."

Lacey on the other end of the phone said seriously:

"Luo An, Mona is checking the surveillance records and hasn't found any clues yet.

However, we have obtained the autopsy reports of the victims. "

The autopsy report showed that a total of 26 people died in the retest villa.

Includes four members of the O'Dell family: Puranai O'Dell, Puranai O'Dell's wife, and Puranai O'Dell's two daughters-in-law.

There were six temporary guests, three men and three women. The three men were well-known wealthy locals in Las Vegas. The two women were the female companions of two of the men.

The last remaining woman was an older woman who had been a long-time friend of Pranay O'Dell. Due to physical discomfort, she temporarily lived in the duplex villa.

In addition, there are two drivers, two chefs, nine maids, a nanny, and two security personnel.

Luo An's expression remained unchanged and asked:

"What was their cause of death?"

"Poisoned."

Lacey on the other end of the phone looked at the autopsy report in her hand and said in a deep voice:

"The autopsy results showed that the two substances dioxygen trioxide and estazolam were found in the bodies of all 25 victims."

"Estazolam? Dioxin trioxide?"

Luo An was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that the dioxygen trioxide mentioned by Lacey had another name in the far east: arsenic.

As for estazolam, Lacey explained that it is mainly a sedative, hypnotic, and anxiolytic drug that is clinically used for the short-term treatment of various types of insomnia.

Luo An narrowed his eyes slightly and said:

"So, the murderer put these two drugs in the food of everyone in the villa that night, and then made everyone feel sleepy and went to bed, and then lost their lives in their sleep, right?"

"That's the case for most victims."

Lacey nodded, and then said that many of them were awakened from their sleep due to severe poisoning and pain. They wanted to call for help, but for some reason they could not contact the outside world, and eventually died of pain while holding the phone.

So when the Trace Inspection Department arrived at the scene, they saw several people lying next to their phones with ferocious expressions, and several people lying on the ground clutching their phones tightly as they died.

As soon as Lacey finished speaking, Mona next to her stopped what she was doing, pointed at the computer and said:

"The trace inspection department's report shows that the phone line from the villa to the outside world was cut off inside the villa.

In addition, I found that from the third hour after the cocktail party on the night of the incident to 2:30 a.m. the next day, the patrol officers patrolling that area reported that the signal was temporarily lost.

Therefore, during the time of the incident, someone in that area may have used some means to deliberately block the signal there. "

"It seems this was an organized and planned crime."

Luo An rubbed his temples, parked the car in the hotel parking lot, and called Chenelle:

"Did you find anything here?"