Legendary FBI Detective

A warehouse rental company in northwest Washington, DC.

Mona on the other end of the phone frowned, and Luo An in the warehouse was silent for a moment, walked up to two middle-aged women not far away, and asked about their fathers.

"Father was cremated?! How come we didn't know?"

The two middle-aged women looked at each other with astonishment and shook their heads:

"Impossible, you are absolutely mistaken about this matter."

Luo An asked without arguing with the two women opposite:

"Where is your father's body now?"

The woman on the left replied:

"In the morgue of Maria Hospital."

Upon hearing this, Luo An immediately picked up his cell phone and ordered:

"Mona, Michelle, you go to Maria Hospital now to investigate the procedures for cremating the body and other information."

"no problem!"

Mona on the other end of the phone nodded, patted Michelle on the shoulder, covered the computer, got up and walked out quickly:

"We're leaving now!"

After hanging up the phone, Luo An suggested that the two middle-aged women go to Maria Hospital to see if the body in the morgue was their father.

But the two women looked at each other and took a few small steps back. They began to suspect that Luo An and the manager were in a group, and these words were just to deceive them.

"..."

Luo An rolled his eyes. He had no time to argue with the two middle-aged women. He stopped talking nonsense when he couldn't make sense. He put away his mobile phone and walked to the monitoring room not far away.

When the two women saw this, they lowered their heads and discussed for a few seconds. Finally, they decided that one would go to the hospital and the other would stay and wait here.

At the same time, Luo An quickly entered the monitoring room and asked directly:

"Chanelle, how are you?"

"The surveillance shows signs of being compromised."

Cheniel looked gloomy, looked away from the computer, and said:

“I can’t find the surveillance footage from yesterday morning on my computer, and there’s no backup either.

I checked the hardware facilities here and found that the old hard drive had been taken away and the new hard drive was now working. "

While speaking, Chenier turned her eyes to the manager standing next to her. The manager was startled and waved his hands repeatedly:

"I really don't know what's going on! If the Night Watchman hadn't died, I would rarely come here!"

With "Emotional Perception" turned on, Luo An was sure that the manager was telling the truth. Looking at the old monitoring equipment in front of him, he put his chin on his hand and frowned slightly in silence.

Chenelle pushed the manager out of the room, then walked to Luo An and whispered:

"Luo An, the surveillance camera was taken away. The night watchman was cremated not long after his death. The person behind this incident..."

"There is definitely no ordinary person behind this."

A glint flashed in Luo An's eyes, and he smiled slightly, preparing to leave the house.

At this moment, on the table next to him, the lock that the manager had just cut off with pliers and used to lock the door of the warehouse where the photos were taken suddenly caught Luo An's attention.

At this time, in 2006, the warehouse of this warehouse company still used metal drop-down doors. There was an iron ring imprisoned by cement on the ground. Warehouse tenants needed to buy their own locks to lock the doors.

Picking up the lock and looking at it, Luo An's face changed slightly, and Chenier looked confused:

"What's wrong?"

"There's something wrong with this lock."

Luo An has some knowledge about sliding door locks...and using technical means to open locks.

The appearance and color of the keys may look the same, but the length, thickness, and distance of the tooth marks are actually different.

Before getting the key, Luo An had carefully observed the tooth marks on it and deduced the lock it belonged to and what shape the lock core should be.

Before going to the warehouse company, Luo An asked Chenelle to keep the key with her just in case.

When searching for the warehouse just now, the manager saw the search warrant and took out the pliers without giving the two men a chance to use the key.

"The cylinder of this lock does not match that key."

Luo An picked up a thin wire, inserted it into the lock from behind and poked it a few times. Then he pulled out the wire and threw it aside. He handed it to Chenier with his right hand and frowned:

"Give me the key."

"Forehead……"

Chenier doubtfully took out the key from her pocket and handed it to Luo An. Luo An took the key and inserted it into the lock. After inserting it halfway, he couldn't insert it anymore.

"really."

Luo An grinned, handed the half-inserted and half-exposed key and lock to Chenier, and said with a smile:

"This key is not for opening the lock on the warehouse door."

Chenelle looked at the locks and keys in her hands with astonishment on her face. She really didn't expect that Luo An had this kind of ability and was so meticulous in his observation.

Suppressing the shock in her heart, Chenier raised her head and frowned:

"But there are no locked items in that warehouse."

As she said that, Chenier's expression suddenly changed, another guess came to her mind, and she lost her voice:

"Luo An, the items that should be opened with this key are not all taken away by someone like the photos on the wall of that warehouse?!"

"It's not impossible."

Luo An's eyelids twitched and he nodded silently. Chenier's face became even more ugly, and she couldn't help but whisper a few greetings starting with "F".

"But there's another possibility."

After pondering for a long time, Luo An suddenly remembered something and his eyes lit up. He quickly walked out of the room and pulled the manager over, asking:

"Mr. Manager, what is the name left by the tenant of Warehouse No. 636?"

Warehouse No. 636 is the warehouse where the lock was opened and the photos inside were taken away.

The manager sat next to the computer and found out the information about the warehouse tenants. At the same time, he took out the information about Nokwijk Bragg that Luo An had just handed him and compared it:

"Brag, that's the last name of the owner of this warehouse."

"Where's Nokwick?"

Chenier also realized something at this time, her eyes lit up and she quickly asked:

"Has anyone registered to rent a warehouse using the name Nokwick?"

"I am searching……"

The manager looked through it carefully for a moment, pointed to the information he found, and said:

"There are people with the same name, and the other person is a woman."

A basin of cold water fell, and the excitement in Cheniel's eyes disappeared.

She looked up at Luo An. Luo An's expression remained unchanged. After thinking for a while, he said another name:

"Find another guy named Kevin, Kevin Heyman."

Kevin Hyman, when the two of them interrogated the guy who found women without paying him in the Metropolitan Police Department, the other party gave him the false name that the informant Nokwick Bragg used to disguise himself.

"Kevin Heyman..."

The manager repeated the name in a low voice, slowly tapped the keyboard, and entered the letters into the system page one by one.

A few seconds passed and the computer page flickered. The manager's eyes lit up and he nodded:

“There is a record of this Kevin Heyman in the system!

He has a warehouse that he has rented for more than ten years in another warehouse area of ​​our company in Northeast Washington! "

"Good!"

When Cheniel heard this, she immediately raised her eyebrows and clapped her hands. Luo An chuckled and asked:

"What's the warehouse number?"

"193!"

Twenty minutes later, the agents from the Trace Inspection Section arrived at the warehouse area and began to process the traces inside Warehouse No. 636.

Roan and Chenelle exchanged brief greetings with them and then drove to the location of Warehouse 193 in Northeast Washington.

The distance between the two warehouse areas is not far. As Chenier drove forward, Luo An's cell phone suddenly rang:

"It's me, Mona."

Mona on the other end of the phone sounded slightly unhappy. A woman's loud yelling echoed in the background. She whispered:

“Roann, Michelle and I are at Maria Hospital now, and the night watchman was indeed cremated.

The place that belonged to him in the morgue was a patient who had been dead for a long time and had no relatives.

The explanation given by the hospital was that a temporary worker made a mistake and misread the numbers of the patient and the night watchman in the morgue. "

"Temporary workers..."

Hearing this word, Luo An's eyes flashed with a hint of ridicule and asked:

"Where is that temporary worker now?"

"Has been fired from the hospital... Do you want to investigate his information?"

"Just do a simple investigation, and then focus more time and attention on the people in charge of these things in the hospital."

"OK."

The phone was hung up, and Chenier, who was driving, was about to ask, but before she could speak, Luo An's cell phone rang again.