Chapter 122: The CIA fails to grab people

Seeing the four shock bombs in the sky, the corners of Ryder's mouth twitched, and he instantly understood who it was.

"Son of eats!"

Thomas, who was behind the off-road vehicle, cursed loudly, his voice was sharp, and hurriedly bent down to dodge.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Four shock bombs exploded one after another, and the glass of several nearby cars shattered to the ground in an instant.

After throwing the stun bomb, the heavily armed Roan slid through the front of a sedan, quickly reached Ryder's side, bent over and asked:

"Ryder, are you alright?"

"It's fine."

Ryder patted his chest and signaled he wasn't hurt.

Seeing this, Luo An nodded, slowly got up with the Glock 18, and walked to the back of the off-road vehicle with Ryder left and right.

As the two expected, Thomas, who was baptized by four shock bombs, had collapsed to the ground in a complete coma.

Roan carefully removed the rifle from Thomas' side, and Ryder pulled out his handcuffs and handcuffed Thomas's hands behind his back.

After carefully searching Thomas's pockets and the off-road vehicle next to him, Roan managed to find a driver's license.

"Demonti-Adams."

Looking at the photo on his driver's license, Luo Ann smacked his lips, and Ryder on the side blinked when he saw this:

"Looks like that's Thomas's real name."

"Maybe."

Roan shrugged, pulled out his phone, and called Mona to ask her to look up this guy.

As soon as he hung up the phone, a middle-aged white man wearing an FBI gray-blue jacket and a Glock pistol at his waist, with a white youth dressed in the same way, but a little younger, walked over from a distance.

"Hello, my name is Terry, and I'm from the Anti-IED Division (a division of the FBI, see the foreword for details)."

The middle-aged white man led by him stretched out his hand and shook it with Roan Ryder, and asked with a smile:

"Excuse me, is this guy you arrested the murderer who caused this explosion just now?"

Hearing this, Ryder's eyebrows raised and he was just about to speak, Luo An immediately patted his arm, then tilted his head and replied with a smile:

"It's not."

“……”

When Terry and his teammates heard this, their faces froze.

"Anything else?"

The smile on Luo An's face was very sunny:

"If not, we'll go first."

After saying that, without waiting for Terry and the others to answer, Roan patted Ryder's arm and motioned for him to take Thomas out of here and walk to the SUV not far away.

"Wait a minute, guys."

Roan and Ryder didn't take a few steps before Terry caught up, and at the same time stretched out his hand to stop in front of Roan and Ryder, and said with a smile:

"You ......"

Terry couldn't go on halfway through his sentence as Roan pulled out his Glock 18.

Seeing this, Terry's teammates subconsciously reached for the pistol on his waist.

"Mr. Terry,"

Seeing this, Luo An's eyes narrowed slightly, waved his hand and motioned for Ryder to take Thomas back to the SUV first, and then said to Terry with a smile:

"I know what your mission is, and you know what our mission is.

But people are what we caught, and they will only be brought back by us, OK? ”

From the first sight of this Terry, Roan felt very uncomfortable.

Coupled with the fact that Terry only introduced his identity and name just now, but did not ask about the identities of Roan and Ryder, Roan immediately judged that the other party knew him.

Immediately afterwards, hearing that the target in Terry's words was Thomas, Roan guessed the other party's true identity after a brief thought:

CIA under Mrs. Heloise.

As for why the CIA has FBI clothes and equipment......

Again, the United States has its own national conditions.

On the surface, federal law prohibits CIA activities in the country, but in reality, CIA activities within the federal territory have never been less.

It's just that most of the time these CIAs put on a layer of skin, claiming to be people from the FBI, DEA, NSA and other departments.

Seeing that his identity was discovered by Luo An, Terry stopped pretending, and his face became serious directly:

"Agent Roan, we have to take this guy away."

"Impossible."

Luo An licked his lips, the smile on his face was more sunny and kind, but his right hand slowly placed on the safety position of Glog 18:

"Again, we arrested this person."

Hearing Roan's words, the young teammates beside Terry slowly raised their eyebrows, and the pistol on their waist was about to be pulled out.

“No。”

Seeing this, Terry reached out to suppress his teammate's movements, then stared at Luo An with both eyes, and said in a low voice:

"Are you sure you won't hand it over?"

Luo An didn't answer, just smiled, and slowly opened the insurance of Glock 18 with his right hand.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and finally Terry nodded with a gloomy face:

"Good, the people are yours."

After saying that, Terry didn't hesitate, and immediately pulled the white young man beside him to turn around and leave here.

Looking at the backs of the two, Luo An's eyes narrowed slightly, slowly put away Glock 18, and after pondering for a moment, he chuckled:

"It seems that within the CIA, there is a lot more chaos than the FBI."

Turning back to the SUV and learning that Ryder had contacted the ambulance, Roan took out his mobile phone and called Mona first.

After Mona's investigation, this Demonti-Adams had also served in some areas of the country before.

Moreover, several locations where Demonti served overlapped with John King.

Luo An nodded, that's right, there is a high probability that he is another ordinary soldier who has been pitted by John King.

After hanging up Mona's call, Roan called Vereneth again.

The call was quickly connected.

"Good afternoon, sir."

Hearing Luo An's familiar voice, Vereneth, who was in the conference room of the No. 5 investigation team, subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Glancing at Mrs. Heloise, who was standing in the corner of the conference room with a gloomy face on the phone, Verenis asked coldly:

"What's going on at the scene?"

"The vehicle for the explosion was that bag bomb."

Luo An briefly recounted the words of the bald security guard, saying that John King was killed on the spot, and the child was not known for life and death, and now he has been sent to the hospital for rescue.

Hearing the news that John King had been killed on the spot, Vereneth raised her eyebrows, and then asked:

"Did you catch the murderer?"

"Not yet."

Roan said that Jacquel has never been seen, and they don't know where the other person is hiding at this time.

"But we caught Thomas, whose real name is Demonti Adams."

After briefly explaining the information found by Mona to Verenis, Roan finally concluded:

"With Demonti, we should be able to figure out where Jaquille is hiding."

"Good."

Vereneth nodded in satisfaction, and when she heard that Mrs. Heloise had sent someone to try to rob someone, Vereneth suddenly showed a touch of disdain, saying that she would deal with the matter later, and then hung up the phone.

On the other side, in the corner of the conference room, after learning that Terry failed to snatch Thomas from Roan, Mrs. Heloise's eyes were full of anger, and her face was as ugly as she looked.

Before Lady Heloise could reprimand, Vereneth's cold words came from behind her:

"Lady Heloise, now we can talk."

Glancing down at the information in her hand and the story of solving the case told by Luo An, Vereneth licked the corners of her mouth.

She had now roughly sorted out the background and the whole story of the case, as well as the role that Mrs. Heloise played in it.

(End of chapter)