Walking out of the team leader's office, Luo An said that Augustus had notified the Organized Crime Investigation Bureau of the bomb, and the detectives of the No. 5 investigation team were relieved when they heard this.

Everyone is an FBI, and although they don't know each other very well, they don't want to see their own people hurt or die.

Just as everyone returned to their seats, ready to search for Sean's behavior for nearly a month again, Ryder suddenly pushed open the door of Investigation Team 5 and walked in, shouting with a smile on his face:

"Good news, everyone! The transparent bag that Luo An found at the scene of the crime had half a fingerprint on it! According to the comparison, it is a complete match with Sean! ”

At the beginning of the undercover 'White Horse Gang', Sean was arranged by Mullen to go to prison for a period of time on an innocent charge, so the police had Sean's fingerprints.

"Great!"

"Well done!"

Hearing Ryder's words, all the agents of Investigation Team 5 applauded with smiles on their faces.

With the crucial evidence in hand, all that remains to be done tomorrow is to wait for the end of the joint operation between the Organized Investigation Section and the DEA to hand over Sean to Investigation Group 5, and then he can be sent to prison.

The [Zhouhu Serial Murder Case] has been completed 80% by this point, and after all the detectives are happy, they have returned to their seats and started to ......

Touch the fish.

"Good work, Ryder."

Ryder sat back at his workstation, and Roan poured him a cup of coffee, then asked with a smile:

"By the way, did the people from the trace laboratory detect what the transparent bag contained before they were detected?"

"It's not hard, it's just a ride back and forth in the elevator."

Ryder, who had not had time to drink water, shook his head, raised his head and drank all the coffee in his cup, his face distorted in bitterness, but he still replied:

"It's not rock sugar, it's not a conch, it's fentanyl."

Fentanyl is a narcotic analgesic, but its effect is 80-100 times that of morphine and 50 times that of conch, and it is super toxic, but the price is several times cheaper than that of conch.

So after 2000, many gang members would dope fentanyl proportionally in the conch, which would have a better addiction effect, but the cost was much cheaper.

It is not a day or two for Americans to eat flour, and it is common for doctors to prescribe painkillers when they are indecided, and when they hear that the bag contains fentanyl this time, Luo An didn't say anything, shook his head and sat back in his chair.

"That's right, Roan."

As soon as she sat back in her chair, Mona on the side handed Luo An a folder, tilted her head and said:

"This is the document that the previous group director, Verenys, asked me to hand you over, sorry, I've been busy today, I forgot about it."

"It's okay."

Reaching out to take the file, Luo An opened the folder and suddenly realized that it was the bank robbery that Brosson had not solved before.

New York, a place with simple folk customs, has bank robberies every month, and citizens and bank clerks have become accustomed to it, and when robbers arrive, they will lie on the ground, and most robbers only rob money, not kill people.

The NYPD is also used to it, and when it heard the news of the bank robbery, it contacted the FBI while evacuating the crowd.

The FBI was more accustomed to it, and after learning the news, they drove to the scene of the crime, and as soon as the robbers escaped, they checked the surveillance video and searched for the robbers' escape routes.

If the robbers don't run away and are stuck in the bank, negotiate with the robbers not to kill the hostages while trying to catch or shoot them.

According to the data, from the beginning of last month to the last week of this month, several banks in Queens, the Bronx and Brooklyn of New York City suffered a total of six robberies.

According to part of the bank's surveillance video, the bank staff at the scene of the robbery and the New Yorkers who came to the bank to do business said,

The robbers consisted of two men, both wearing black clothes, black pants, black hoods and black gloves.

One of the robbers entered the bank and immediately fired a shot upward, while holding a mobile phone in the other hand, which contained recordings of TV programs such as "Don't Move", and then he walked in front of the bank camera and smeared it with black spray paint.

Another robber threw a black bag to the bank clerk after entering the bank, and in the other hand held a transparent document bag containing text cut out of newspapers.

The content of the text is the relevant identity information of the bank staff and the identity information of her family, and the pre-recorded recording came from the mobile phone:

"Load the money immediately, if you don't do what I say, dare to press the alarm, or dare to put a locator in the bag, or dye packets, etc., someone will definitely kill you later, or kill your family."

Seeing his identity information and the identity information of his family, the bank clerk was so frightened that he had to pretend to be money obediently, and did not dare to make small movements at all.

Two and a half minutes passed, and the robbery ended.

Regardless of whether the bag was full or not, the two of them took it and ran away, not forgetting to take the transparent folder before leaving.

Because the bank staff did not dare to turn the alarm, the NYPD only learned about several robberies after the robbers fled, and by the time the FBI arrived at the bank, the two robbers had already disappeared.

During the whole process, it was not without bank security guards who wanted to stop each other.

But the robber, who held up his mobile phone and sprayed black paint at the camera, took a hostage each time, and threatened the security guard with a recording of the mobile phone:

"You shoot, I shoot."

The security guard had no choice but to listen to the words recorded on his mobile phone, hand over the gun, and lie on the ground by himself.

Ann: "......"

After reading the entire process of the case, Luo An scratched his head and looked puzzled.

Is the current bank robbery business already so involved?

"Isn't this the case that Browson, the head of the group, has been working on recently?"

Mona on the side saw Luo An scratching her head, turned around and glanced at it, and asked suspiciously:

"What, you're going to meddle?"

This bank robbery case has been in an uproar recently, and everyone in the thirteen investigation teams knows that the person in charge of the case is Brosson, the team leader of the 14th investigation team.

Of course, they only know this basic information, and they don't know the progress of the case, and they don't know that Brosson was forced to set a time to solve the case at the meeting.

"No, I'm just looking."

Hearing Mona's words, Luo An shook his head, then diverted the topic, turned his head and asked with a smile:

"By the way, do you have time tonight?"

Mona was stunned for a moment, and a hint of alarm appeared in her eyes: "What are you doing?" ”

Luo An grinned, and the flies rubbed their hands: "I want to ......"

——

Brooklyn, deep down a street.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A burst of gunfire rang out, and Brosson and Matthews, along with several agents from Investigation Team 14, managed to knock out two black men who shot at them.

The two black men collapsed to the ground and did not move, Brosson and Matthews carefully went up with pistols to check, and saw that the other party had lost too much blood and passed out, and glanced at him casually, Brosson put away the pistol and ordered:

"Call an ambulance."

"Yes, sir."

The agents of the 14th investigation team began to clean up the scene and call an ambulance, and Brosson was just about to take Matthews to the side to discuss the direction of the next investigation, when Matthews's cell phone suddenly rang.

"Hello?"

Matthews picked up the phone casually, and after a few seconds, there was a look of surprise in his eyes, and then he clenched his back molars and said in a deep voice:

"Okay, thank you for your distraction."

Seeing the expression on Matthews' face, Brosson, who was sorting out his pistol, frowned slightly: "What happened?" ”

Hanging up the phone, Matthews took a deep breath, his voice a little hoarse: "Sir, my colleagues from the Traces Laboratory told me that Investigation Team No. 5 has found the murderer of the serial murder case. ”

Hearing this, Browson's face instantly became gloomy, and then he raised his pistol and pulled the trigger on the garbage in the trash bin next to him.

Bang bang –

After a few seconds, after venting, Brosson put away his pistol, took a deep breath, slowly recovered his face, turned and walked in the other direction.

Matthews on the side hurriedly followed: "Sir, what should we do next?" ”

Brosson's voice was indifferent, and his words were concise: "Solve the case!" Arrest! ”