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in the alley.

Feeling the severe pain in his chest, and seeing the blood he spit out just now, the eyes of the middle-aged white man were full of anger.

He took out a pistol from behind his buttocks, and opened his mouth to curse while preparing to attack Roan.

"Son of..."

Before the middle-aged white man finished speaking, Roan moved to him with cold eyes.

Snapped!

Grabbing the opponent's wrist with the pistol easily, Roan twisted it hard.

Click!

"ah--"

The sound of bones breaking was clear and sweet, and the pupils of the middle-aged white man shrank suddenly, and he screamed and wailed loudly in an instant.

Roan 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 forehead of the middle-aged white man 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 frowned. Of course, it was the fire-resistant potion from the system treasure chest.

But he didn't need to answer the other party's question, because at this moment, the other hand of the middle-aged white man quickly reached for another mini pistol that he had been hiding all along, ready to use it to continue attacking Roan.

Luo An, who saw the opponent's movements clearly, narrowed his eyes slightly, first grasped the opponent's wrist firmly, and using the opponent's hand, threw the pistol to the ground behind the middle-aged white man.

Immediately afterwards, Roan stepped back slightly, and directly kicked the middle-aged white man with a whip.

Boom——

The middle-aged white man only felt Roan's figure flash, and his abdomen was hit hard, and his body bent like a lobster and hit the wall just now.

boom!

The next second, a gunshot rang out, and a bullet hole appeared in the center of the forehead of the middle-aged white man, and his body fell limply to the ground.

On the plate armor vest on his chest, the three big letters of the FBI were written brightly. Under such circumstances, the middle-aged white man was still preparing to send Luo An to heaven again and again. There was no way, Luo An had to send the other party to hell first. up.

Didi--

Just as Roan was carefully checking the wallet in the opponent's pocket, Mona drove the SUV to the road outside the end of the alley, got out of the car and walked towards Roan with a pistol, her eyes were full of tension and worry:

"Are you okay? Roan!"

"I'm fine."

Roan waved his hand, indicating that he was unharmed, then handed the wallet he found from the corpse pocket to Mona, and said with a smile:

"There's this guy's photo, credit card, and driver's license in there. You can search for his identity information."

"no problem."

After taking the wallet and seeing that there was no injury on Roan's body, Mona breathed a sigh of relief. After agreeing to Roan's request, she slapped his arm hard, with a serious face:

"Roan, every time you chase the enemy by yourself, it's too dangerous! You must not do this next time!"

Roan chuckled:

"Okay, not next time."

"..."

After glaring at Roan fiercely, Mona took out her mobile phone and called the detective to come here to dispose of the corpse.

When the professional agents arrived here, Roan and Mona immediately drove the SUV back to the Jacobs Federal Building.

——

In the interrogation room, the young Caucasian man in the co-pilot of the gray car sat on a chair, looked at the handcuffs on his wrists, and kept looking around, with panic written all over his face.

"The middle-aged white man named Holland has been imprisoned for multiple crimes including illegal possession of multiple weapons, intentional wounding, and illegal possession of reading materials, and is currently on parole.

The guy in front of him is Kermit, a college student. "

In the monitoring room, Mona showed the other party's personal information to Roan and Lacey, and said:

"Growing up, Kermit is a good boy with no criminal record."

"It's there now, and it starts with a felony assault on an FBI agent."

Seeing the records in the computer data, the corners of Luo An's mouth twitched slightly.

Because it shows that Kermit is timid.

After Lacey prepared the notebook, Roan 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 frightened Kermit's whole body, and his face was full of panic. If his hands were not bound, he almost jumped out of the chair.

"Kermit Sheffield!"

Seeing the other party's performance, Roan pretended to have an angry expression on his face, and said loudly:

"Are you crazy? Throwing Molotov cocktails at the FBI? Want to drive over us afterwards?!"

"NONONO..."

Seeing the cold light in Roan's eyes, Kermit's face turned pale, he waved his hands again and again, and explained in a very eager tone:

"Our target is not your FBI, but that newspaper!

And I didn't throw Molotov cocktails either! It was all thrown by Holland!

It wasn't me who was driving, it was Bob, and he was the one trying to run you over and get away! "

Kermit was startled by Roan, and immediately explained everything.

Lacey, who was sitting on the chair, recorded what the other party said, and at the same time gave Roan a thumbs up where Kermit could not see.

Roan raised his eyebrows with his back to Kermit, and then continued to speak loudly:

"Why? Why are you throwing Molotov cocktails at that newspaper office? Do you hate newspapers?"

"No, I don't hate the newspaper itself."

Swallowing, Kermit replied:

"I just hate the slogan of their organization, and their behavior.

Newspapers are supposed to be a neutral object to express their own opinions, but they have been changed by those self-proclaimed elites into a tool for wantonly insulting and insulting others. "

Wanton abuse others?

A gleam flashed in Roan's eyes, and he thought of something in his mind, and asked:

"So you hurt them with Molotov cocktails? Why?"

"Just to scare them, I don't want to hurt them."

Kermit replied:

"The reason is, of course, that group of people killed Senator Emanuel Bain!"

Their political organization supports white supremacy.

Roan nodded calmly, which was the same as his guess just now, and continued to ask:

"You think that arson was connected with that newspaper? Is there any proof?"

"I'm actually not sure about that either, that's what Holland and Bob told me."

Kermit shook his head, saying that he had just joined the political organization of the two of them not long ago, and he didn't know the specifics of it, 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 once claimed responsibility for it, so it is very likely that Emanuel Bain was also killed by someone in this newspaper. "

"The base of your organization was burned?"

Lacey, who was writing with her head down, frowned, and Roan continued to ask questions:

"Did you call the police?"

Kermit shook his head:

"Because no one was injured, the police were not called, and only the New York Fire Department was contacted."

"This will also make it easier for you to take revenge afterwards."

Luo An nodded, and instantly guessed the thoughts of the leader of this political organization.

Asking the address of the burned base from Kermit, Roan immediately took Lacey out of the interrogation room, and then contacted the investigators of the trace inspection department to search for clues at the base.

That afternoon, Ryder walked into the No. 5 investigation team with the report from the trace inspection department, and laughed loudly:

"Good news, everyone!

According to the detection of the fragments of the two burning bottles at the scene of the fire by the trace inspection department, it was found that they were made of the same material, and their production methods and some details were also completely consistent!

Therefore, the murderer behind these two cases is most likely the same person or the same group! "