Legendary FBI Detective

"Are you all right?"

Seeing that the Ford car smashed the trash can beside the street, Roan turned to check the status of Mona and the suspender girl.

"I'm fine."

Mona was only covered in dust and was not injured, but the girl in the suspender had a few bruises on her shoulders and back because she was sitting in the driver's seat when the shooting happened and she didn't get out in time.

"It's fine if you're not hurt."

Roan automatically blocked the swear words of the girl in suspenders, and gave Mona a look to signal her to solve the girl's trouble, while he picked up the gun and walked slowly towards the black Ford car that was integrated with the trash can.

As Roan expected, the cab of the black Ford car was empty. Roan went around the car and found nothing wrong, so he began to rummage through the car to find useful clues.

A minute later, Mona came over, smiled and said to Roan:

"It's just a little girl who skipped class from school behind her parents' backs, and I have already driven her away."

"you sure?"

Thinking of the girl's anklet, Roan shook his head and didn't delve into it. Instead, he handed the vehicle registration certificate he found in the car to Mona, and said:

"It has the owner's name on it. How about it? Can you find out the identity of the other party?"

"Three minutes will be fine."

Mona gave Roan a "trust me" look, turned around to get the laptop in the SUV, and patted Roan on the shoulder before leaving:

"You actually found the murderer. You're lucky. I'm also lucky."

It was said to be three minutes, but in fact it was less than two minutes. After a burst of crackling keyboard sounds, Mona turned the direction of the computer screen and motioned Roan to check the information she had found.

"Conrad Cutler, male, 40 years old, ex-Marine Scout."

Seeing that the photo on the computer looked the same as the person who shot him, Roan clapped his hands:

"I'd say the killer was definitely a veteran."

"yeah."

Mona nodded helplessly, took the computer back, and asked seriously:

"What are you going to do next? The two of us will definitely not be able to beat each other."

"No, you can't beat the opponent."

Roan shook his head, said something that made Mona gnash her teeth, then took out her phone before the other party got angry, and said:

"Call the officer first and ask them to issue a warrant for Conrad Cutler."

"Why?"

Mona was puzzled, wouldn't the intern detectives in other groups know the identity of the murderer if the arrest warrant was issued?

"Two reasons, Mona."

Roan took out his mobile phone from his pocket and saw the brick-like Nokia's mouth twitch, but he still explained to Mona:

"The first point, the two of us are now in the small town of Skarsdale, which is a well-known rich area in New York City. A dangerous murderer is hiding in this area. If something really happens, the two of us interns Detectives can't bear the anger of the FBI's top management. So this matter must be reported, and if something happens, it will be a headache for the top."

Hearing Roan's words, Mona was a little surprised, and turned her head to look Roan carefully up and down, as if meeting him for the first time.

"Second point."

Roan finally found August's phone number in Nokia's address book, and continued:

"As long as the FBI issues a warrant, there will be more or less a reward. We can get more money if we catch him."

"."

Hearing that she might still get the money, Mona's eyes lit up instantly.

In a conference room on the 23rd floor of the Jacobs Federal Office Building, the leader of the No. 5 investigation team, Augustus, was having a meeting with the other leaders of the investigation team, as well as the team leader, Vernis.

Beep beep——

Hearing the phone ringing at his waist, Augustus turned and left the conference room without hesitation.

The team leader and other investigation team leaders glanced at Augustus and didn't care. This is the normal state of each team leader. When a case is contacted, they naturally need to answer the phone quickly, even if they are in a meeting.

But in the next second, Augustus' loud voice passed through the wall and entered their ears:

"What? You found the murderer now?"

The leader of the No. 1 investigation team, Brosen, subconsciously felt something was wrong when he heard what Augustus said.

Could it be the Roanne Greenwood case?

But when he thought that he passed by the intern detective's office before the meeting, and saw those intern detectives investigating the social relationship of the deceased and analyzing clues, Brosen shook his head and smiled.

Definitely thinking too much.

boom!

The door of the conference room was pushed open, and Augustus walked in and said directly to the team leader Vernis:

"Excuse me, sir, I have a shooting case here that needs to be dealt with urgently."

Verinisi's expression remained unchanged, and she questioned:

"Which shooting case, I don't remember you having such a small case as a shooting case."

"It's the test case of those trainee detectives. I have a new trainee detective named Roann Greenwood who just called me and said that he has found the murderer of the shooting murder and is in history with him. There was an exchange of fire in the town of Castel."

Augustus still has great respect for the team leader, Verenice. There is no other way. The funds for the group’s activities are all in his hands. When he heard the other party’s question, Augustus immediately asked and answered:

"The murderer is a veteran with strong abilities. He disappeared after losing a car. Because the murderer has a high anti-detection awareness and is good at hiding himself, the trainee detective Roan Greenwood asked me to issue a reward for the murderer and urgently Residents in the Skarsdale area are advised to stay safe."

Slap.

The signature pen in Brosen's hand accidentally dropped on the table.

"The Skarsdale area is a well-known affluent area in New York."

Vernis closed the pen in her hand, leaned back on the chair, stared at Augustus, and said:

"If someone gets hurt there, I'm going to be passive, you know?"

"Yeah"

Augustus nodded, indicating that he understood: "I will issue a reward, and at the same time mobilize the swat tactical team to conduct a blockade search of that area."

Seeing that Verinis nodded in satisfaction, Augustus picked up the notebook on the table and turned to leave the conference room.

"Intern Detective Roan Greenwood."

Vernis wrote down the name Augustus just said in the notebook, and the corners of Brosen's eyes twitched instantly when he saw this scene.

Inside the trainee detective's office.

Except for the two-person team of Roan and Mona, and the hospitalized duo of Fisher and Markey, the rest of the trainee agents are basically here.

"Mike's wife doesn't have time for the crime."

Jody, who stood on Fisher's side before but was beaten up by Roan, covered his right face with an ice pack and said in a muffled voice:

"According to the interrogation transcript, she was attending a seminar in Los Angeles at the time of the incident, and everyone at the seminar can testify for him."

"Who are Mike's friends?"

"It's either a reporter or a member of parliament, or it's a senior official of various companies, such as Sean, the partner of the 'Morrowway Pharmaceutical Company'."

Just as the group of trainee detectives who had been beaten up by Roan were analyzing the case one by one, Mediterranean opened the door and walked in, shouting:

"Boys, you have a new mission, go to the Skarsdale area for me to participate in the hunt!"

"What?"

Jody stood up clutching the ice pack, and asked doubtfully:

"But sir, we haven't found the shooter yet."

Mediterranean waved his hand to interrupt Jody, and said directly:

"The target of this search and arrest operation is the murderer who shot the murder case. Also, the trace of the other party was found by Roan and Mona, so the two of them have already got half of the 80 points. Who can get the remaining points?" If you get it, it depends on which of you is lucky enough to catch the murderer."

"WTF?"

Hearing Mediterranean's words, there were bursts of modal particles starting with F in the intern detective's office.

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