In the alley.
Feeling the severe pain in his chest and seeing the blood he had just spit out, the middle-aged white man's eyes were full of anger.
He took out a pistol from behind his buttocks, opened his mouth to curse, and prepared to attack Luo An.
"Son of..."
Before the middle-aged white man could finish what he said, Luo An had already moved in front of him with cold eyes.
Snapped!
Luo An easily grabbed the opponent's wrist holding the pistol and twisted it hard.
Click!
"ah--"
The sound of bones breaking was clear and sweet, and the middle-aged white man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he screamed and wailed loudly.
Luo An grinned and said coldly:
"It was a Molotov cocktail just now, and now it's a pistol. You have a lot of weapons."
"Fu-k you!"
Because of the severe pain caused by the fracture, the middle-aged white man's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, but he still did not forget to curse and raised his own questions:
"Damn FBI! How did you get through that flame?"
Luo An raised his eyebrows. Of course it was the fire-proof potion from the system treasure box.
But he didn't need to answer the other party's question, because at this moment, the middle-aged white man's other hand quickly reached for another mini pistol he had been hiding, preparing to use it to continue attacking Luo An.
Luo An, who saw the other party's movements clearly, narrowed his eyes, first held the other party's wrist firmly, and used the other party's hand to throw the pistol to the ground behind the middle-aged white man.
Then Luo An stepped back slightly and kicked the middle-aged white man with a whip kick.
Boom——
The middle-aged white man only felt Luo An's figure flash, and was hit hard in the abdomen. His body stooped like a lobster and hit the wall just now.
boom!
The next second, gunshots rang out, and a bullet hole appeared in the center of the middle-aged white man's forehead, and his body fell limply to the ground.
On the plate armor vest on his chest, three big letters of "FBI" were clearly written on his chest. Under such circumstances, the middle-aged white man was still preparing to send Luo An to heaven again and again. There was no other way, so Luo An had no choice but to send him to hell first. .
Didi didi——
Just as Luo An was carefully checking the wallet in the other party's pocket, Mona drove an SUV to the road outside the end of the alley, got out of the car quickly with a pistol and walked towards Luo An, her eyes full of nervousness and worry:
"Are you okay? Roan!"
"I'm fine."
Luo An waved his hand to indicate that he was unharmed, then handed the wallet he found from the corpse's pocket to Mona and said with a smile:
"There's this guy's photo, credit card, and driver's license inside. Search for his identity information."
"no problem."
After taking the wallet and seeing that there was no injury on Luo An's body, Mona was relieved. After agreeing to Luo An's request, she patted his arm hard with a serious face:
"Luo An, every time you chase the enemy by yourself, it's too dangerous! You must not do this next time!"
Luo An chuckled:
"Okay, not next time."
"..."
After giving Luo An a hard look, Mona took out her mobile phone and dialed the number to call the detectives to come here to dispose of the body.
When the professional agents arrived, Roan and Mona immediately drove the SUV back to the Jacobs Federal Building.
——
In the interrogation room, the white young man in the passenger seat of the gray car sat on a chair, looking at the handcuffs on his wrists, and kept looking around, with panic written on his face.
“The middle-aged white man’s name is Holland. He has been imprisoned for multiple crimes such as illegal possession of multiple weapons, intentional injury, illegal possession of reading materials, etc., and is now on parole.
The guy in front of me is named Kermit, and he is still a college student. "
In the monitoring room, Mona showed each other's personal information to Luo An and Lacey and said:
"Kermit's experiences growing up show him to be a good boy and he has no criminal record."
"It's there now, and it starts with the felony charge of assaulting an FBI agent."
Seeing the records in the computer data, Luo An raised his lips slightly.
Because it shows that Kermit is very timid.
After Lacey prepared the notebook, Luo An put away the smile on his face, took a deep breath, and kicked open the door of the interrogation room.
boom!
The sudden loud noise made Kemit tremble all over, his face full of panic. If his hands were not cuffed, he almost jumped up from the chair.
"Kermit Sheffield!"
Seeing the other party's performance, Luo An pretended to be angry and said loudly:
"Are you crazy? Throwing Molotov cocktails at the FBI? And then you want to hit us with your car?!"
"NONONO..."
Seeing the cold light in Luo An's eyes, Kermit turned pale, waved his hands repeatedly, and explained in a stumbling but eager tone:
"Our target is not the FBI, just the newspaper!
And I didn’t throw a Molotov cocktail! It was all thrown by Huo Lan!
It's not me who's driving, it's Bob, he's the one who wants to knock you down and run away! "
Kermit was frightened by Roan and immediately told the whole story.
Sitting on the chair, Lacey recorded what the other party said and gave Roan a thumbs up from where Kermit couldn't see it.
Luo An raised his eyebrows with his back to Kermit, and then continued loudly:
"Why? Why did you throw Molotov cocktails at that newspaper office? Do you hate newspapers?"
"No, I don't hate the newspaper itself."
After swallowing, Kermit replied:
“I just hate their organization’s slogans and their actions.
Newspapers should have been a neutral article for expressing one's own opinions, but they have been transformed into a tool for wantonly insulting and insulting others by those who claim to be elites. "
Indiscriminately insulting others?
A flash of light flashed in Luo An's eyes, something came to his mind, and he asked:
"So you used Molotov cocktails to hurt them? What's the reason?"
"I just wanted to scare them, I didn't mean to hurt them."
Kermit replied:
"The reason is of course that those people killed Senator Emmanuel Bain!"
Their political organization supports white supremacy.
Luo An nodded calmly. This was the same as his guess just now, and continued to ask:
"Do you think the arson case is related to that newspaper? Is there any evidence?"
"I'm actually not sure about that, that's what Holland and Bob told me."
Kermit shook his head and said that he had just joined the political organization the two of them belonged to not long ago, and he did not know the specific situation inside, and then added:
“But when I first joined the organization, the base was set on fire with Molotov cocktails, and we had to move to a new location.
Someone in that newspaper had claimed responsibility, so it was very likely that Emmanuel Bain was killed by someone in that newspaper. "
"The base of your organization was burned?"
Lacey frowned as she lowered her head to write, and Luo An continued to ask questions:
"Did you call the police?"
Kermit shook his head:
"Because no one was injured, no police were called, only the New York Fire Department was contacted."
"This will also make it easier for you to take revenge later."
Luo An nodded and instantly guessed the thoughts of the leader of the political organization.
After asking Kermit the address of the fire-damaged base, Luo An immediately took Lacey out of the interrogation room, and then contacted the agents from the Trace Inspection Section to search for clues at that base.
That afternoon, Ryder walked into the No. 5 investigation team with the report from the Trace Inspection Section and laughed loudly:
“Guys, good news!
According to the trace inspection department's inspection of the fragments of Molotov cocktails at the two fire scenes, it was found that they were made of the same material, and the production techniques and some details were also exactly the same!
Therefore, the murderer behind these two cases is most likely the same person or the same group of people! "
(End of chapter)
