Legendary FBI Detective

On a road outside Greenwich.

Sitting in Ryder's SUV, Roan looked at the documents in his hand and frowned.

According to the emergency response team's report at the scene where the bodies were found, all three female victims were buried at the bottom of the lake with heavy objects tied to their legs.

There were no items related to the identity information of the victims at the scene, and the identities of the four victims were finally determined by consulting the local missing persons files.

In addition, the autopsy report showed that the four victims were all strangled to death with ropes. There were signs of binding on the wrists and ankles, bruises on the upper body, and lacerations on the lower body. It is suspected that the four victims were tortured by the murderer for a long time.

But because the body had been soaked in the lake water for too long, the forensic doctor could not find the murderer's white genetic material, nor could he find the murderer's skin debris, hair strands, etc., and could not test the murderer's DNA.

"What a headache."

After reading the information, Luo An closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

The United States has a vast land area, and its people are outstanding. It is not only rich in various cult organizations, but also rich in serial murderers, bank robbers, flour sellers, and extreme thinkers. There are a lot of high-end talents who are fighting wits and courage with the police.

"Thank you, Roan."

Seeing Roan sitting in the car frowning, Ryder hurriedly took out a few bags of still warm hamburgers and fried chicken from the trunk, handed them to Roan, and said with a flattering smile:

"If you can't figure it out, eat something first."

"Still not."

The corner of Roan's mouth twitched, and he rejected the suggestion to make him more likely to go bald. After packing up the information, he said to Ryder:

"The hunting time for the murderer of this serial murder is getting shorter and shorter. If we want to find the real murderer, we must find the connection between the four female victims.

I can’t get away from here, you go back to the office immediately to find a technical detective, visit the families of the four victims, ask when the victims last contacted them before they disappeared, and at the same time find out the parents and relatives of the victims, Criminal records of friends, husbands, etc. "

"What?"

Hearing these complicated tasks, Ryder's head grew big, and he subconsciously grabbed a hamburger and stuffed it into Roan's hand:

"Can you change me to another job? Or how can someone else do this kind of job? Can Mona do it?"

Roan shook his head decisively and refused:

"No, Mona still needs to help me investigate this disappearance case."

".All right."

Seeing that Roan refused to let go, Ryder thought that before he came, the investigation team leader Augustus repeatedly emphasized that he must listen to Roan's arrangement, and immediately walked back to the car with a sad face, preparing to go back to the headquarters to pull people to investigate.

Back in his SUV, Roan watched as Ryder drove away. He didn't expect Ryder, a bear-like man, to be quite cute in contrast.

Just as he was thinking about the clues of the serial murder case, the Nokia next to Roan suddenly rang. When he answered the phone, he found that Lacey was on the other end.

"Roan, Darren is on the move."

"Um?"

Roan was shocked, and hurriedly asked: "Which car is he driving? What's the license plate number?"

"He's not driving the Cadillac in the garage, he's driving the latest BMW** with the license plate ***"

Lacey's tone on the other end of the phone was very relaxed:

"Don't worry, I'm following the other party. The anti-tracking technology of the other party is the same as that of children in the kindergarten. I won't lose track with my eyes closed."

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Roan was silent for two seconds, and asked suspiciously, "My car is on the outskirts of Greenwich, where is your car following Darren?"

"Well, I borrowed it from Darren's neighbor's garage."

"Didn't tell the neighbors, did you?"

"certainly."

Roan hung up the phone. Now he finally knew why Lacey said Augustus was taking the blame.

"It feels like someone is standing on top of me."

With a smile on his face, Roan called Mona and told Darren the license plate number of that BMW, asked Mona to locate her, and then kicked the accelerator and rushed out.

Ten minutes later, in a coastline parking lot in eastern New York, the SUV driven by Roan stopped.

Diagonally behind the SUV is the Jaguar that Lacey borrowed from the neighbor of the villa, and obliquely behind the Jaguar is Darren's new BMW.

Listening to the sound of the sea waves not far away, and looking at the almost empty parking lot, Roan said to Lacey on the other end of the phone:

"This place is very suitable for paying ransom, and it is also very suitable for driving away when you find something is wrong."

Lacey looked at the restless Darren in the BMW through the rearview mirror, and asked a question on the phone:

"What should we do if the other party runs away?"

"It's okay, I have a stun bomb."

Roan took out a shock bomb from his waist and threw it up and down in his hand, laughing:

"I've always been good at throwing things."

Thinking of the scene where the windows of a large number of cars in the parking lot were shattered after the shock bomb exploded, Lacey shuddered.

I didn't expect Roan to be more ruthless than himself. If the windows in the parking lot are broken, how much will Augustus pay?

Didi——

Just when Lacey was about to persuade Roan not to use stun bombs, an ordinary Buick car drove in and slowly stopped beside Darren's BMW.

Immediately afterwards, Darren got off the BMW, opened the Buick's co-pilot, and sat on it.

"action!"

Roan yelled, Lacey drove the Jaguar in reverse gear and instantly blocked the BMW and Buick, and Roan drove the SUV to quickly block the back of the two cars.

The two got out of the car and hid behind the car. They pointed their guns at the Buick. Roan shouted:

"FBI! Get out of the car! Or I'll shoot you!"

After two seconds of silence, Darren, the co-pilot, raised his hands and got out of the car slowly. The driver's door slowly opened, and a very thin white young man raised his hands and got out of the car.

Roan and Lacey approached slowly with their pistols raised, took out handcuffs and handcuffed them, but did not find the imaginary ransom money in the two cars.

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Investigation Team No. 5, interrogation room.

The FBI is different from the police stations outside. Whether it is the Department of Homeland Security, the Intelligence Department, the Crime-Network-Response and Service Department, or even the Science and Technology Department, Information and Technology Processing Department, they all have their own interrogation rooms.

The Criminal Investigation Department under the Crime-Network-Response and Service Department is no exception. There are thirteen investigation teams under the Criminal Investigation Department, and each investigation team is equipped with two interrogation rooms.

The interrogation room here is not like the interrogation room in the police station outside. There is an incomparably clear law enforcement recorder that cannot be closed at all times. The prisoner can not say a word when he is handcuffed, and he can even hire a lawyer to speak for him.

The FBI’s interrogation room also has law enforcement recorders, but the law enforcement recorders here are seriously aged and damaged, and they are often automatically turned off. In many cases, as soon as the prisoner does not answer the agents’ questions, the recorders start to fall ill.

After some prisoners were caught, they said that their lawyers were not available and could not answer questions. Then such prisoners would be found out on the spot for tax evasion, shooting federal agents and other serious crimes, and they would be deprived of the right to see lawyers on the spot.

Some prisoners even dreamed that they were beaten severely.

When the lawyer for this kind of prisoner arrives, there will definitely be no medical examination, after all, the technology has matured through iterative development.

Want to see the interrogation transcript? Sorry, the damage to the instrument was not recorded.

Someone asked, is there no one who can manage this group of FBI?

Of course there is, but will people who can manage the FBI be invited to the FBI interrogation room?

Will a criminal who can hire a super barrister whom the FBI doesn't even want to meet be caught by the FBI?

The most important point is that the current time is 2005, and those messy organizations in later generations have not yet appeared.

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