"Well done, Roan."
Seeing Avila walk out of the room and start ordering the bartender to find someone, Lacey threw the whip aside and patted Luo An on the shoulder with great satisfaction:
"I didn't expect you to be so good at lying."
"Are you praising me or scolding me?"
Looking around the room, Lacey picked up a small egg-shaped toy that had not yet been unpacked, stuffed it into her pocket, and gave Luan a similarly unopened grenade-shaped toy, and said with a smile:
"Of course I'm complimenting you, you didn't lie to me."
Turning a blind eye to Lacey's little move, Luo An turned around and left the pink room. Upon seeing this, the bar owner Avila waved him over and then led the two of them into a room with a purple door.
“These are our service workers.”
Avila thrust a dozen pink business cards into Luo An's hand, and scratched Luo An's palm by the way, then pointed at the men and women entering the room one by one and said:
"It's all here."
Looking at the business card expressionlessly, Luo An saw that the number of men and women in the room had exceeded fifteen, and after a moment of silence, he turned around and asked:
"Have these people served Sabina?"
"Who is Sabina?"
Lacey patted Luo An on the shoulder and whispered:
"People who come out to play don't use their real names, they all use pseudonyms."
After saying that, Lacey showed the photos on her phone to everyone, and everyone suddenly realized when they saw the photos:
"It's Calista!"
"Our Queen of Punishment!"
"She's our favorite customer!"
"Yes, yes, I can't get out of bed every time I finish servicing her!"
Hearing the comments about Sabina from the men and women in the room, Luo An silently lamented that Mr. Darren was really a cactus, his head was so green that it bloomed.
Coughing to attract everyone's attention, Luo An asked seriously:
"Did any of you see Calista between eight o'clock last night and six o'clock this morning?"
Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, but there was no answer. A white girl in the crowd with wheat-colored skin, obvious waistline and abdominal muscles laughed:
"Mr. Agent, the time you asked about is the busy period for us to work. The boss is watching here. How can we dare to miss work?"
Avila slapped the girl's butt hard, but the girl ducked away with a sweet smile. Luo An frowned when he saw this, pulled Avila and asked seriously:
"Are you sure these people were at work yesterday? Did any of them run out to deliver food? Think about it carefully. Don't hide it from me. Lying to federal agents is a felony!"
Luo An has already opened his mouth to say this.
Luo An's serious inquiry made Avila calm down. He carefully looked around at the men and women in the room, then patted his head and said:
"There's a black boy named Craig. He's here part-time. He's not in the room right now. He seemed to have gone out with Calista yesterday."
"Where are they?"
"In the blue room."
Upon hearing the news, Luo An and Lacey looked at each other, walked through the crowd and walked out of the room towards the blue room Avila mentioned.
A black guy wearing only trousers happened to walk out of the blue room. When Lacey saw this, she shouted:
"Craig, did you see Calista yesterday?"
"?"
When he heard someone calling his name, Craig turned around subconsciously. When he saw Luo An and Lacey in suits and ties, his pupils shrank, he dropped the toys in his hands and ran away.
"Fu-k"
The moment Craig opened his thigh, Luo An also rushed towards Craig quickly. The lights in the hall were dim. Craig himself was a black man. He really wanted to hide in a dark corner. It's hard to find each other.
As a black man who grew up struggling on the margins of society, running was commonplace for Craig.
I had been chased by the New York police before, but now I didn't panic at all when I was chased by the FBI. Not only did I not panic while walking left and right in the hall, I even chose the optimal escape direction.
Seeing himself getting closer and closer to the shining door, Craig grinned and showed his white teeth. What about the FBI? Wasn't he left behind? Do you really think that all these years of running are in vain?
Why? What's this?
Hearing the sound of wind blowing in his ears, Craig subconsciously raised his head, and suddenly the soul of the dead came out:
A grenade!
"Shit!"
The moment he saw the grenade hit in front of him, Craig's legs instantly went weak. He subconsciously knelt on the ground and held his head in his hands to prepare for the impact of the explosion.
But... nothing happens.
It didn't happen without incident. Lacey stepped forward and cuffed Craig. Roan picked up the grenade under Craig's astonished gaze, shook it up and down, and asked with a smile:
"I heard that you work part-time here. Can you tell me how to play with this toy?"
"...Fu-k! Shit! Biao Ziyang! ****!"
Craig, who realized that he had been deceived by the toy, cursed loudly. Lacey, whose vocabulary was too dirty, frowned. She raised her hand and snatched the grenade from Luo An's hand and stuffed it into Craig's mouth:
"Stop scolding. You have plenty of time to scold when you return to the FBI."
"Woo-"
When he heard that Roan and Lacey were going to take him back to the FBI headquarters, Craig immediately became frightened and shook his head repeatedly.
Seeing that Craig whined a few times and stopped swearing, Roan wanted to pull the grenade out of his mouth and ask a few questions...but then found that he couldn't pull it out.
Lacey: "..."
...
Ten minutes later, in the purple room, Lacey finally succeeded in pulling out the grenade from Craig's mouth using the lubricating liquid found in every room.
"vomit--"
The lubricating liquid might not taste good. After the grenade left his mouth, Craig vomited crazily while holding the trash can in the room.
Lacey went to the bathroom to clean her hands with an ugly face, while Roan patted Craig on the shoulder and asked in a gentle tone:
"Tell me, how did you kill Callista?"
"What?"
Hearing Luo An's question, Craig was so frightened that he almost threw the trash can aside. He quickly raised his head and answered:
"I have never killed anyone! You can't do this! You can't blame me!"
The time at this time was 2005, only 4 years after the plane crashed into the building. In recent years, Craig had often heard that the FBI could not solve the case and arrested some minorities to take the blame.
There are many black people and even more Arabs.
Luo An had just joined the FBI not long ago and was still unaware of the FBI's dirty tricks. Seeing that Craig did not admit that he was the murderer, he spread his hands and said:
"Calista is missing. Your boss and colleagues said you were the last person to see her yesterday. Who is the murderer if not you?"
"Fu-k!"
After hearing Luo An's words, Craig cursed loudly, but still hurriedly explained:
"Bro, it's really not me. I did leave here with Calista yesterday, but we only spent about ten minutes together. As soon as we lay in bed, she took a call and left. At that time, I Those who are neither up nor down feel uncomfortable for a long time!”
"Is there any evidence for what you said?"
"Of course!"
Regarding the rest of his life, Craig did not dare to lie and said directly:
"I went to find my girlfriend after leaving Calista's house. She can testify to me that I was with my girlfriend from 8:30 last night until this morning!"
"...You still have a girlfriend?"
"Of course, work is work and life is life. I have always made the distinction very clear!"
Luo An: "..."
