Chapter 62: Lies (Please read more! Please recommend!)

Style: Romance Author: The second son YajuWords: 2307Update Time: 24/01/10 19:03:49
"OK."

Regarding Yoang's words, Ryder nodded in agreement, but Luo An raised his eyebrows, pointed to the scars on Yoang's elbow and asked:

"What's going on with your elbow?"

Yoang was stunned for a moment, then looked down at his right elbow, which was covered with bloody scabs and had not fully recovered from the scar. He raised his head and said with a relaxed expression:

“It was scratched by Nurse Rukia’s cat.

Her car broke down a few days ago, and when she drove it here for me to repair, I didn't notice that there was a cat in the passenger seat of that car, so I accidentally got scratched by it. "

Having said this, a white car parked just in front of the car repair shop. Yoang's mouth trembled and he cursed in a low voice, but he still pointed at the driver of the white car and said:

"That's her, she's Lucia, a nurse from Maria Hospital next door."

Luo An and Ryder looked in the direction Yoang pointed, and saw a strong white woman struggling to get out of the driver's seat of the car, and then shouted angrily into the car repair shop:

"Boss! Repair the car!"

"..."

Seeing Nurse Lucia's strong figure, Ryder had no reaction, but Luo An's mouth twitched, and a picture instantly appeared in his mind:

Russian aunt carrying wood.

"Come right away!"

After shouting casually, Yoang turned to look at Roan and Ryder and shrugged:

"If there's nothing else, I'll go to work first. I'm afraid my boss will scold me after you leave."

Just as Ryder was about to nod in agreement, Roan shook his head and said:

"No, Yoon, you can't go.

You're not telling us the truth. "

"What?"

Hearing this, Yoang's heart skipped a beat, and he was stunned for a moment, and then his face was filled with displeasure.

Facing Ryder's confused look, Luo An directly raised his right hand, put his elbow in front of his neck, stared at Yoang, and explained:

“Only when you strangle someone’s neck with your elbow and the other person struggles, will the strangler’s arm leave scars like the one on your arm.

So, Joao, answer me, what's going on with that injury on your arm? Are you sure it was scratched by a cat? What cat can scratch six short transverse wounds? "

After listening to Luo An's explanation, Ryder realized what he was doing, and quickly turned his attention to Yoon, and subconsciously put his hand on the gun at his waist.

"What are you talking about?"

Hearing Luo An's words, Yoang was shocked in his heart. Seeing Ryder's actions again, his heart sank, but he shouted angrily:

"I told you just now, these wounds were scratched by cats! Do you think I'm lying because I'm black? Damn it..."

"It has nothing to do with your skin color! It's just that you are lying!"

Luo An tilted his head and looked at Nurse Lucia, who was leaning to the side unconsciously but didn't know why, and asked seriously:

"Nurse Lucia, hello, I am Agent Luo An from the FBI. Yoon said that the wound on his arm was scratched by your cat. Is this true?"

Hearing Luo An's question, Lucia was stunned. Just as she was about to answer, Yoang's expression changed drastically. He rushed towards Ryder decisively, his hands stretched out, and the target was the pistol on Ryder's waist.

Bang!

"ah--"

There was a gunshot, and Yoon clutched his right hand and collapsed to the ground, wailing.

He also noticed Yoon's movements, but took a step back before preparing to draw his gun and shoot. Ryder turned to look at Luo An with a solemn look on his face.

He didn't expect Luo An to be so fast.

After calmly putting away the Glock 18, Luo An gave Ryder a look and motioned for him to handcuff Yoang, and then said calmly:

"According to federal law, lying to the FBI is a felony. Trying to steal an FBI agent's gun is even more of a felony. Congratulations, Yoon, on your offer of a prison package. I hope you enjoy your stay there."

"Shit! I raised it..."

Yoon, who was handcuffed by Ryder, lay on the ground and cursed, showing no regrets at all. Roan kicked him unconscious and signaled Ryder to put him in the car, then took out his Nokia and started making a phone call.

Half an hour later, Lacey took several swat team members to bring Yoon back to the FBI New York branch headquarters, while Luo An and Ryder went to Yoon's home.

On the way, I thought of Ryder saying to Luo An after being silent for a long time:

"Thank you, Roan."

"It doesn't matter."

Luo An, who was sitting in the passenger seat, replied casually. His attention at this time was still on the victim-related information in his hand. After hearing Ryder's words, he asked casually:

"Ryder, do you think Yoon might be the murderer of this serial murder?"

"impossible."

Hearing Luo An's question, Ryder, who was driving, answered decisively:

"This Yoon may have killed someone, but he is definitely not the serial murderer in this case."

"Oh why?"

Luo An raised his head and looked at Ryder with interest, not understanding why he was so sure.

He remembered that Ryder seemed to have no research on analyzing the case and would only follow orders.

As for analyzing criminal psychology, Ryder knows nothing about it.

"It's easy, Roan."

Ryder, who was driving, grinned:

"I have heard a rumor before, that is, 90% of serial murderers in the United States are white. I don't believe that we are so lucky to meet a black serial murderer."

Luo An: "..."

Yoang's home is not far from the car repair shop. It is a brown bungalow that looks a little shabby.

The dark SUV slowly stopped on the opposite side of the street. Luo An and Ryder got out of the car, stepped through the ineffective shabby gate, and entered the yard directly.

The two of them were holding Glocks in their hands, and stood at the door of the house on the left and right in a battle-ready posture. After counting down to three, Ryder kicked open the door and rushed in.

"FBI!"

Luo An continued to search various rooms in the house while shouting slogans.

"Safety."

"Safety!"

After checking the bedroom, kitchen, and bathroom, and finding no trace of anyone, Luo An and Ryder returned to the living room.

He casually took out a small bag of white flour under the coffee table in the living room. Ryder curled his lips and threw it aside, then turned around and asked:

"Should you call the trace inspection team?"

"No need yet."

Roan shook his head and rejected Ryder's proposal, then frowned and glanced around the room, even measuring the width of the bedroom and living room step by step.

"What's wrong?"

Ryder was confused.

"The size of this house is wrong, have you noticed?"

Luo An walked around the kitchen and living room, then opened the door and walked outside the house, touching his chin and observing the size of the entire house.

Ryder understood something after hearing this, but he didn't find anything. After observing carefully for a while, Luoan walked to the kitchen and decisively pulled the entire refrigerator away from where it was.

A small door half as tall as a person appeared behind the refrigerator.

"Well done, Roan."

Carefully push the small door open, and behind it is a dark and bottomless staircase that is as wide as one person.

This staircase takes up a small amount of the house.

Perhaps because Luo An's voice was different from that of Leo Ang in the past, a weak female voice came from the bottom of the dark stairs:

"help...."