Legendary FBI Detective

A private hospital in Manhattan, New York.

This hospital often receives well-known wealthy people and politicians from all walks of life in the New York area, so it is very private.

In a certain VIP reception room, Roan and Lacey were waiting for the blood test results.

The expression on Luo An's face was quite calm. After he came to this world, he had not been in contact with many women. He came here for the blood test today just in case, and to reassure himself by the way.

But Lacey beside him was sweating on her forehead at this moment, and she was restless.

Not only because Lacey has come into contact with too many women, but also because she and Roan returned to the No. 5 investigation team with the folder, and when they carefully checked every HIV carrier in the car, they accidentally discovered that one of the women She has seen it!

That woman is also Lesbian. Although Lacey has never had sex with her, she has had sex with her in the same bar.

In a place like a bar, fish and dragons are mixed together, and ghosts know whether their fingers have walked through the same passage as the other party.

Thinking of this, Lacey's face became paler and paler.

"Calm down, Lacey."

Seeing the expression on Lacey's face, Roan hurriedly got up and poured her a cup of coffee. Now he was a little worried that Lacey would be scared to death by his wild thoughts before the blood test results came out.

"Thanks."

After taking the coffee and taking a sip, Lacey took a few deep breaths, and slowly calmed down her emotions.

After a few seconds of silence, Lacey showed a wry smile:

"Roan, I'm afraid I know why the murderer wanted to kill Flavia.

If the doctor opens the door and walks in and says I tested positive, honestly, I want to kill that doctor too. "

"Forehead……"

Luo An was a little speechless, but he was still waiting for the test results at this time, and it was not difficult to understand Lacey's psychology by simply bringing it in.

Seeing that it was still some time before the test results came out, Roan thought about it, and started chatting with Lacey to divert her attention:

"Lacie, I feel that your result is likely to be negative. If this is the case, what are you going to do in the future?"

Lacey was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking for a while, she understood the meaning of Roan's words to persuade herself to play less in the future, but she immediately shook her head:

"It's okay, Roan, I can wear a protective cover like you men in the future."

"..."

Roan's face froze, what's the use of wearing a protective cover if you're just playing with your fingers?

The picture was so beautiful that Luo An didn't dare to think about it. Just as he was about to continue talking, Lacey suddenly asked:

"Roan, you and Mona are already living together, right?"

"That's right."

Roan nodded, then thought that Lacey was asking him if he would tell Mona about it later, so he replied:

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

After getting Roan's affirmative answer, Lacey couldn't help muttering a few words in a low voice.

She originally planned to share an apartment with Mona when she went to Los Angeles later.

It now appears that the idea is bankrupt.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After a while, the people in the reception room were rang, and then a doctor walked in.

After receiving the test sheet and seeing that there was nothing wrong with his blood, Luo An was immediately relieved.

Just when she was about to turn around, Lacey jumped over from the side and hugged Roan's arm, shouting excitedly:

"Great! I'm fine! I'm fine!"

Lacey jumped up and down on the spot, her overall state was similar to that of someone from the East.

Luo An didn't stop the other party. He was so scared just now, so it's good to vent his emotions now.

"You keep strangling my arm."

A few seconds later, Roan shook his arm:

"My sleeve is about to be torn apart by you."

Lacey quickly let go of Ronan and said:

"Sorry, I'm so excited."

Lacey was so emotional that she picked up the coffee on the table and drank it all in one gulp:

"I was not as excited as I am today when I pulled a woman onto my bed for the first time!"

There are a lot of slots in Lacey's sentence, but Roan didn't complain because he discovered another thing.

"Lacy, I have a question for you."

Not in a hurry to leave here, Roan pondered for a few seconds, looked up at Lacey, and asked:

"If you just got a positive blood test, you'd really like to know who gave you HIV, right?"

"certainly!"

Lacey nodded, and seeing the expression on Roan's face, she suddenly came to her senses:

"You mean, the murderer who killed Flavia would also want to know this very much!"

"That's right!"

This is entirely human.

And Roan also thought of another point, that is, even Flavia, who told the murderer about AIDS, the murderer killed the murderer, so what about the guy who killed the murderer who was infected with HIV? Will the killer let him go?

"It is very likely that there is another dead person!"

After listening to Roan's analysis, Lacey slapped her hands and continued:

"And the deceased may be in those few folders!"

"That's right."

Roan immediately took Lacey out of the hospital and drove the SUV back to the Jacobs Federal Building. At the same time, he told William and the others about the analysis through his mobile phone.

"Okay, let's check to see if anyone else has died."

William on the other end of the phone agreed, and then said:

"In addition, we just discovered that the phone in Flavia's office is actually equipped with a caller ID, which can record communication records.

According to the communication records, we found a guy who not only insulted Flavia, but also said that he would kill the other party with a knife and poked a few holes in Flavia's chest. "

"It fits Flavia's way of death."

Roan's expression remained the same, but the words of swearing were similar, and the other party could never say that he would slap Flavia's legs when he was threatening.

And it is impossible for William to talk to him about this matter based on this sentence alone, so Roan said:

"Are there any other discoveries?"

"That's right!"

This time the voice on the other end of the phone was replaced by Mona:

"We found the identity of the person based on the phone call, named Darrell Roger, who had been in prison for sexual assault, illegal possession of a gun, intimidation, first-degree wounding, etc., and was released on parole four months ago. But it was never reported to the parole officer.

Detectives from the Trace Inspection Section scanned all the threatening letters and found a large number of Darrell's fingerprints in the text of one of the letters and other places, which can prove that the letter was written by him. "

"Wow."

Lacey on the co-pilot frowned:

"This guy is really talented."

Roan, who was driving, glanced at her. It seemed that her usual energy had returned after the blood was fine.

After thinking about it, Roan asked:

"Can you find out where this Darrell is now?"

"certainly."

Mona told Roan the other party's address, Roan nodded, turned the steering wheel and drove the SUV in another direction.

Darrell Roger is a middle-aged white man with a bald head and no beard. He works in a small food workshop in Brooklyn, New York.

Darrell Roger and two men were unloading flour from a car when Roan and Lacy got here.

Pulling the SUV to the side of the road, Lacey yelled as she walked in that direction:

"Darrell Roger? We have something to ask you!"

The next second, Lacey's pupils shrank, because Darrell Roger looked up at himself and Roan, and without the slightest hesitation, he took out a pistol from his pocket.