Legendary FBI Detective

"Fu-k you!"

In the lake house, a man was yelling and swearing, but the other man was not angry at all and even laughed loudly.

Outside the cabin, Luo An and Cheniel had arrived at their designated locations. Luo An raised his hand to count down, preparing to rush into the room together when the countdown was over.

At this moment, the laughter in the room suddenly stopped, and a man shouted:

"who?!"

When Luo An heard this, the number on his finger jumped from three to one. He opened the door of the wooden house, raised his gun and shouted:

"FBI! Drop your weapons!"

On the other side of the wooden house, Chenier also suddenly jumped into the room through the window, raised her gun and shouted:

"FBI! Put your hands behind your head!"

This wooden house is not big. There is a bed in the deepest part, and some long wooden tables beside the wall. On a wooden chair in the middle of the house, a white man who looks about fifty years old is tightly tied with a rope.

In front of the tied white man, there is another white man who looks to be in his thirties and has a broken right eyebrow.

Roan and Chenelle suddenly burst into the room, startling them. The tied Etwang-Jones was happy at first, and then his eyes were full of panic.

The man with the broken eyebrows turned pale at first, but when he saw that the FBI agent in front of him was actually using a cane to catch him, the tension in his heart disappeared instantly. He took out a smoke bomb and threw it at his feet, and then rushed towards Luo An with a arrogant face. passed.

"careful!"

Etwang-Jones, who was tied to the chair, was horrified. While struggling wildly, he shouted loudly, telling Luo An to be careful of the man with the severed eyebrow.

The man with the broken eyebrow quickly moved in front of Luo An, grabbed the muzzle of the gun and lifted it up.

Hearing Etwang Jones's shouting, the smile on the man's face grew stronger. He kicked Luo An's injured left leg and said with a ferocious smile:

"Mr. Agent, you shouldn't be so dedicated!"

The man with the broken eyebrows had already made up his mind to kick the male FBI in front of him first, and then use him as a hostage to threaten the female FBI to drop her weapon.

As for the female FBI who put down her weapon... the man with the broken eyebrows licked his lips, and a hint of evil flashed in his eyes.

As for whether he would be counterattacked, the man with the broken eyebrows didn't even think about it. He had already caught the pistol, and the opponent was still half disabled. There was no way he would lose the crushing round!

"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment."

Facing the ferocious face of the man with the severed eyebrow in front of him, Luo An grinned with a sunny smile.

Under the shocked gaze of the man with broken eyebrows, Luo An's injured left leg calmly took a step back to avoid his attack, and then suddenly picked up his crutch and hit the man with broken eyebrows!

Bang——

With a muffled sound, the man with the broken eyebrow felt a terrifying force coming from the crutch, and was knocked backwards before he could react!

Wow——

The man with the broken eyebrow fell heavily and smashed the long table next to the wall into wooden fragments all over the floor.

The pain in his body was ignored subconsciously. He struggled to stand up, his eyes widening with shock on his face:

"Is your leg okay?"

Luo An chuckled:

"When did I say something was wrong with my leg?"

"..."x3

The room was quiet. The man with the broken eyebrows was feeling angry and his chest was heaving. Etwang-Jones on the chair had his mouth wide open with shock on his face. The corner of Chenille's mouth in the back twitched and she raised her pistol again and shouted:

"Hurry up and put your head in your hands and lie on the ground!"

“Son of better than eating!”

The angry man with green eyebrows cursed loudly and yelled at Luo An. Before the smoke bomb dissipated, he just...jumped out of the window.

The Broken Eyebrow Man is not stupid. Running away after being beaten is the most useful experience he has accumulated over the years. Although it is a bit embarrassing, it is better than being caught.

boom!

boom! boom!

Three gunshots rang out, Chenier's shot missed, and Luo An's two shots accurately hit the man's calf.

The man with the broken eyebrow screamed and fell face first on the grass outside the wooden house.

"Chenelle, go cuff the man and bring him back."

"OK."

Luo An chuckled and put away the pistol. Chenier turned out of the window and took out the handcuffs, locking the man with the broken eyebrow firmly.

"Thank you so much, Mr. FBI."

On the chair, Etwang-Jones suppressed the shock and panic in his heart, with an expression of surprise on his face. He thanked Roan and Chenelle repeatedly and said a lot of words of praise for their bravery.

Luo An waved his hands repeatedly, indicating that these were trivial matters and not worth mentioning. Keep praising them and don't stop.

"..."

Etwang-Jones, who was tied to the chair, twitched his mouth. Seeing Chenelle pulling Etwang-Jones back to the cabin, he struggled slightly and said:

"Mr. FBI, can you help untie the rope on me first?"

"Not urgent."

Luo An smiled, turned around and glanced at the man with the eyebrows who was staring at him, wishing he could eat him, and said:

"Mr. Etwang, could you please tell me why this not-so-smart kidnapper wanted to kidnap you?"

Etwang-Jones' throat rolled and he swallowed. Just as he was about to speak, Luo An added:

"Also, he just said, "I will eat your secret for the rest of your life." What is this secret?"

"..."x2

The Broken Eyebrow Man and Etwang Jones were both silent when they heard this. Chenille had not paid much attention to this aspect just now, but when she saw this scene, she immediately realized that there was something wrong here.

"You two, I need to remind you."

Seeing that neither of them spoke, Luo An casually grabbed a chair and sat down. Under the ugly eyes of the man with the broken eyebrows, he threw the crutch aside and said with a smile:

“Federal law provides that providing useful clues may result in an appropriate reduction in sentence.

This is a useful clue not only for yourself, but also for others. "

"You Mother-Fu-ker!"

Seeing Luo An looking at him with a smile, the man with the broken eyebrows finally couldn't bear it anymore. After swearing a few words, he pointed at Etwang Jones on the chair and said:

"FBI agent, this guy..."

"Henderson!"

As soon as the man with the broken eyebrow started to speak, Etwang Jones on the chair shouted loudly, and then said viciously:

"Don't forget, then..."

Before Etwang Jones could finish his words, Roan reached out and patted him on the shoulder, interrupting him and saying with a smile:

"Mr. Etwang-Jones is also committing a felony by obstructing a federal agent.

In addition, Henderson refused to tell the truth, risked everything to go to jail to collect soap, and ate western food with a beautiful car and a beautiful woman outside. Isn't it inappropriate to be so selfish? "

"you……"

Etwang-Jones was startled, and suddenly turned his head to look at Luo An. After a few seconds of silence, he glanced at Henderson on the ground and let out a long sigh.

Henderson, whose wound was simply bandaged by Chenier, ignored Etwang-Jones's gaze and said coldly:

"FBI agent, I accuse Etwang Jones of hiring a murderer to poison and kill someone, and the person who killed him was your superior, Veranith."

"Good."

Chenier frowned slightly, Luo An looked calm, and then asked:

"How exactly did he do it?"

Henderson briefly described the process, which was similar to Luo An's previous judgment.

Etwang-Jones was the man behind the scenes, the one who placed the order, and Henderson was the middleman who spent $80,000 to hire Ophelia Johnson to poison her and later killed her.

The reason why Henderson confessed these things was simple. If he did not admit these things and chose to take the responsibility for everything himself, then he would be sent to prison for the attack on Luan just now.

Once in prison, the wealthy Etwang-Jones has many ways to kill Henderson, but he doesn't dare to bet that because he takes all the responsibility, Etwang-Jones will be very grateful to himself.

In this case, Henderson's best option is to explain everything and drag Etwang Jones into the water.

After Henderson finished speaking, Roan looked at Etwang Jones and said with a smile:

"It's your turn, Mr. Etwang-Jones. Tell me, why did you poison Verenith?"