At noon, the Jacobs Federal Building.

Ryder pushed open the door to the office area of Investigation Group 5, and as soon as he entered, he shouted loudly:

"Guys, I'm back again!"

When the detectives of Investigation Team 5 heard the voice, they all got up, and walked over with a smile on their faces and gave William a hug.

William patted Ryder on the back fiercely:

"Welcome back, Ryder!"

"Don't say that, William."

Ryder patted William lightly on the back, then rolled his eyes and said:

"I've been gone for two days, not two years."

William smiled and didn't say much, Ryder looked around, didn't see Roan and Lacey, tilted his head and asked:

"What about Roan and Lacey?"

"I'm going to make a mock portrait."

Mona next to her handed Ryder a cup of coffee, briefly recounted what had happened in the past two days, and finally said:

"They've been there all morning, and they should be back soon."

“OK。”

After listening to Mona's narration, Ryder nodded and returned to his workstation, ready to wait for Roan to return, he had something to look for Roan.

Ryder didn't know exactly what happened that day, fentanyl was too toxic, and before he could react, he felt his head start to flutter, and the next second he couldn't control his muscles and collapsed to the ground.

But before Ryder was completely unconscious, he still felt Roan jump down the stairs and rush to his side.

However, Ryder didn't feel the matter of Roan feeding him the potion later.

At that time, Ryder, according to his words, had "seen the God of Whitebeard waving at him."

Later, Ryder woke up, looked at the ceiling in the ward, and couldn't tell the truth from the fake for a while.

It was Yvonne who slapped him in the face so hard that Ryder realized that he had really come back to life and hadn't gone to see God.

The two SWAT team members who had put themselves in the ambulance, Ryder went to their house last night and thanked them very solemnly.

The one who saved Ryder's life was Roan.

According to Yvonne's knowledge, Roan was not the one who put Ryder in the ambulance with his own hands.

But Ryder, who has been in the battle for many years and has only recently joined the FBI, has a feeling that Roan seems to be the one who really saved him.

Although he doesn't know why he feels this way, Ryder chooses to trust his instincts, and he is now very eager to express his gratitude to Roan.

"Everyone! The mock portrait is out! ”

Ryder didn't sit for a few minutes when Lacey and Roan strode in.

Lacey held several large portraits in her hand and shouted loudly:

"This guy is the next person to look for!"

“OK！”

"No problem!"

The technicians of Investigation Team 5 agreed with a bang, took the portrait from Lacey's hand, sat down in front of the computer and began to type on the keyboard.

"Roan, Lacey."

Hearing someone call himself, Luo An, who looked down and thought about things, was stunned for a moment, and after looking up and finding that it was Ryder, he suddenly showed a big smile, stepped forward and gave the other party a hug:

"Welcome back, man! I didn't expect you to come back to work today, didn't Augustus approve you for a long time? ”

Lacey didn't hug Ryder, a muscular man, but just gave Ryder a fist in the arm with a smile on her face, and gave Ryder a high-five.

Ryder knew very well what kind of person Lacey was, and he didn't care if he didn't hug such a small thing.

After hearing Ann's words, Ryder was about to say something with a serious face, when William on the side suddenly shouted:

"Guys, I'm afraid this Kevin hasn't been to jail.

In the photos of inmates in several large prisons in the New York area, there is no guy similar to Kevin! ”

At this point in time, face recognition technology is not very mature, and there are very few people who can be investigated, and most of the people in the FBI's resource pool are those who have been in prison.

After all, these people take pictures before they go to prison.

In the face of the remaining ordinary people, the current face recognition system is useless most of the time.

It wasn't until 2015, when the United States began to promote a facial recognition boarding policy at airports across the country, that the FBI's database was gradually enriched.

Of course, the database here refers to the crime database, and there are some other databases within the FBI, but ordinary agents have no access to them at all.

"Then check the prisons in other areas."

Hearing William's words, Luo An frowned and said:

"Several states around New York, Vermont, Massachusetts, Connecticut, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, can be looked up."

“O…… K。 ”

Hearing Luo An's words, the corners of William's mouth twitched, but they still lowered their heads and got busy.

Seeing William and the others start working, Roan looked at Ryder again, tilted his head and asked:

"Ryder, what did you just want to say?"

“…… It's nothing. ”

Seeing that everyone was busy, Ryder swallowed a bunch of words from his mouth, then grinned and patted Roan on the shoulder:

"It's just that I got off work today and wanted to invite you to my house for dinner."

“OK。”

Hearing this, the corners of Luo An's mouth rose, and he immediately nodded in agreement.

Someone was invited to dinner last night, and there will be a ...... tonight

The corners of Ann's mouth rose and he turned his gaze to Mona.

Do you want to go to her house for a meal the day after tomorrow?

Mona was so excited that it felt as if something bad was staring at her.

Time slowly walked forward, and the keyboard in the office area kept ringing, but the detectives of Investigation Team 5 did not find the Kevin in the portrait.

In the process, William and the others did find a few people who looked very similar to the people in the portrait.

But upon closer inspection, either there are witnesses who prove that the person was with him at the time of the bank robbery, or that person is no longer in New York and has no ability or time to commit the crime.

"This ......"

Picking up the coffee on the side and taking a big sip, Mona rubbed her somewhat sore fingers and tilted her head to look at Luo An:

"Is there a possibility that those two women misremembered Kevin's appearance? Or was the portraitist drawing it wrong? ”

"It's not impossible, but ......"

Luo An touched his chin, and after muttering for a long time, he took out his mobile phone, pressed the number and called Norton.

"Roan?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was a little noisy, and I knew Norton wasn't in the FBI building when I heard it.

"Good afternoon, Norton."

Luo An said hello simply, without nonsense, and directly told the other party that he couldn't find anyone now.

"Easy!"

Hearing Luo An's question, Norton on the other end of the phone smiled slightly and said directly:

"You send that mock-up portrait to our Organized Crime Investigation Bureau right now.

As long as the portrait is accurate and the gap between it and the real person is not very large, I will be able to find this person for you soon! ”

Norton waved his hand, their Organized Crime Bureau had a special connection to most of the gangs in New York.

They've done this kind of thing many times, and it's nothing to them.

Of course, not everyone can get the help of the Organized Crime Investigation Bureau in this kind of thing.

If the relationship is not familiar, the Organized Crime Investigation Section will ignore it.

"Thank you, Norton."

"No thanks!"

Norton smiled and hung up after making an appointment with Roan to go fishing together on the weekend.

"I'll go."

Hung up the phone, and without waiting for Luo An to speak, Ryder on the side picked up the portrait, smiled at Luo An, and strode away from the No. 5 investigation team.

It was not known what method the Organized Crime Investigation Bureau had used, but after only three hours, Ryder returned to Investigation Group 5, bringing back a piece of paper with rough information about the person in the mock portrait:

Fletcher Walker, 29, lives in Queens.

After calling up all the information about this Fletcher according to the information, Mona's face was speechless, and her hands were spread:

"No wonder we couldn't find him, this man was a Boy Scout two months ago!"

Hearing this, Luo An was stunned:

"What do you mean?"

(End of chapter)