Legendary FBI Detective

Investigation Team No. 5, office area.

According to Polly's description, after the portrait artist drew the appearance of the guy who bought the child with money, Roan and Lacey did not give Polly flour, but let the detectives of the trace inspection department use some methods to force her to survive. The period of drug addiction

Back at their respective workstations, William and several other technical agents began to look up the identity of that person based on the portrait. Mona looked at the interrogation record with a bad expression on her face:

"So this woman, Polly, sold her son just because she needed money for flour?"

"That's right."

Roan took a sip of coffee with a blank expression, and Lacey added:

"Polly has been sucking flour for more than 20 years. In the eyes of this kind of person, as long as they can get flour, there is nothing that cannot be traded."

In the very beginning, Polly had used her money to buy flour.

But as the time of sucking flour became longer and longer, some ulcers began to appear on Polly's body, and some disgusting problems began to appear underneath, so Polly's price became lower and lower, until finally no one cared.

After this road was completely blocked, Polly began to shift to the road of petty theft and robbery.

"Son of Than Eat."

Mona cursed in a low voice, put the interrogation record back on the table, and Roan turned to look at William:

"How? Is there the identity of the guy in the face portrait in the database?"

"Of course! And it's very detailed!"

William chuckled, pointed to the information he had just found in the computer and introduced:

"Criminal records show that this guy's name is Fecundo Hunter, 37 years old this year, has been in and out of federal prison many times for illegal possession of guns, intentional wounding, drunk driving and other crimes.

The information in the database shows that he currently lives in a mid-range community on Long Island.

In addition, the records of the ATF (Federal Administration of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives) show that Fecundo-Hunter is suspected to have purchased a large number of weapons in the underground world, and these items are likely to be stored in the community where he lives at this time inside. "

"In our free Commonwealth, traffickers need guns to keep themselves safe."

Roan raised his head and drank the coffee, got up and looked at Ryder:

"Come on, let's discuss the consequences of human trafficking with this trafficker."

"OK!"

Ryder grinned, got up and walked into the equipment room with Roan.

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Two hours later, a mid-range community on Long Island.

Ryder, who was fully armed, was standing next to the black SUV, and Roan, who was also fully armed, was lowering his head and fiddling with the shock bomb in his hand.

I haven't used it for a long time, I don't know if it is rusty.

Next to the two of them were two teams of heavily armed SWAT team members holding explosion-proof shields. Two of the team members were investigating the specific situation of the three-story villa where Fecundo Hunter was located.

"Sir, there are people in the target villa. The front and rear doors are made of steel plate + wood, and the steel plate is extremely thick."

Not long after, the communicator on Roan's chest rang, and there were the two SWAT members investigating the situation:

"It is recommended to use a large number of plastic bombs."

"OK, thank you for your hard work."

Roan nodded and turned to look at Ryder. Ryder immediately led a team of SWAT players to the back door, and Roan and another team of SWAT players slowly moved to the front door.

The team member with the anti-explosion shield stood at the front. After arriving at the side of the door of the villa, the SWAT team behind him immediately stepped out of the team, took out a large yellow plastic bomb and stuck it on the door.

"Three, two, one!"

Counting down to three, the two SWAT players at the front and rear doors pressed the start button at the same time.

boom!

boom!

A deafening explosion sounded suddenly, and the steel plate + wood room book was instantly blasted into the villa by the flames.

"FBI!!!"

"Go! Go! Go!"

"Speed! Speed!"

"Upstairs! Upstairs!"

"Check the basement carefully!"

The second after the explosion ended, two teams of SWAT members filed in instantly, holding rifles in both hands and quickly inspecting every room in the villa.

Luo An was not in a hurry to go upstairs. He walked to the gate of the villa that was blown up and took a look. He found that the gate was not only composed of steel plate + solid wood, but also equipped with foam board and rubber inside, and the sound insulation measures were in place.

At the same time, a magnetic lock is added to the top of the gate. The owner of the villa pays great attention to safety, for fear that the gate will be pried open.

But the FBI never pry open the door, they either kick it directly or blow it up directly.

boom! boom!

The sudden intrusion of the SWAT team obviously frightened the two security personnel in the villa. They raised their weapons and wanted to fight back, but they were shot in the head by the SWAT team immediately.

Fecundo Hunter was also taken aback, watching TV when the explosion sounded.

Hearing the visitor yell FBI Fecundo-Hunter's face changed suddenly, he grabbed the pistol beside him and fired two shots at the SWAT team.

At this moment, Luo An happened to be walking up to the second floor, and he found that the floor and walls of this villa had been heightened and thickened, and sound insulation measures had obviously been taken.

When he walked to the balcony, Luo An found that the glass here was also a special thickened glass, which was firmly locked and could only be opened with a key.

"A special cage...maybe there are other uses."

Roan smashed his tongue, and when he turned around, he saw Fecundo Hunter rushing towards him with a pistol in hand and red eyes.

"Shit!"

Seeing obstacles on his way forward, Facundo Hunter did not hesitate, raised his pistol and was about to pull the trigger.

But Luo An was faster than him. When he saw Fequundo Hunter for the first time, Luo An threw the shock bomb he had been holding for a long time at him.

boom!

There was a fierce explosion and a dazzling white light. Fequundo Hunter instantly felt his eyes whitening and his ears hurting. He lost his balance and fell in front of Luo An.

Kicking Fekundo Hunter's pistol that fell to the ground far away, Luo An waved his hands to the SWAT team members behind him who were standing with rifles in their hands and looking at each other, and turned from Fekundo with a very calm expression. -Hunter stepped over and said:

"Take this guy away in handcuffs, and remember to put the pistol in the evidence bag."

"OK!"

Several SWAT team members nodded and hurriedly stepped aside to make way for Luo An. At the same time, Ryder's voice came from the third floor of the villa:

"Luo An! There is a discovery here!"

The layout of the third floor of the villa is very simple, with several separated rooms and magnetic locks installed on the doors.

Luo An walked up the stairs to the third floor, and Ryder pointed at four of the rooms. In each room was a trembling little boy, no more than 10 years old by visual inspection.

Luo An looked carefully for a week and found that there was not even a landline phone in the whole villa:

"It is indeed a prison."

Ryder put away the rifle in his hand, sighed, tilted his head and said:

“Before this operation, I thought this was a transit point for a human trafficking organization.

But now it seems that is not the case. "

Ryder had solved similar cases before when he was in SWAT, but the conditions in the places prepared by human traffickers for their "cargoes" were not so good.

"This villa obviously has other uses."

Turning around, he asked the SWAT team to take the children back to the federal building. Then Luo An called the Trace Inspection Department and asked them to carefully inspect the villa. Finally, he said:

"Go back and ask Facundo Hunter, he should tell us a lot of things."