The next morning, the office area of the Special Investigation Team.

Mona sat at her desk, her face unpleasant, tapping the computer keyboard.

Lacey lowered her head and continued to rummage through Team Leader Owen's office supplies, while Roan sat in another unmanned chair, drinking tea while silently recalling the details of the case.

Now Luo An can be sure that Team Leader Owen and his police academy classmate Pearson were definitely killed by the mastermind behind the scenes because they knew about some problems.

The two of them knew what the problem was, Luo An was not in a hurry to think about it, someone would take the initiative to send clues when he turned around.

What Luo An is thinking about now is that a thoughtful person like Team Leader Owen will definitely hide the clues of that matter.

But where exactly are the clues hidden? Have they been stolen or snatched by someone behind them?

Team Leader Owen's house, Lacey had been carefully examined when she was sending Ms. Rebecca home last night, and found nothing hidden.

Michelle also checked the items in Team Leader Owen's office, and found no hidden objects either.

Luo An took a sip from the teacup and whispered to himself:

"Was it really taken away by the people behind the scenes?"

"Everyone!"

At this moment, Michelle pushed open the door of the investigation team and walked in, raising the document in his hand:

"Pearson's autopsy report, as well as the lightning and mechanical structure of Pearson's house, have all been examined by the trace examination department!"

Hearing that thunder, Lacey still gritted her teeth.

She's only in her thirties this year, and there are still a lot of girls waiting for her, so Lacey doesn't want to die young.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Roan handed Michelle a cup of coffee, took the folder and began to look at it.

The trace examination department found no fingerprints or footprints in Pearson's home, and the specific cause of Pearson's death was correct with Luo An's previous judgment, and it was indeed that he had been shot in the forehead before.

The gunshot he and Lacey heard was just a device to lure the anxious duo to open the door to the apartment, a device that had never been killed by the thunderbolt.

The mechanical device in the apartment is indeed very cleverly set up, and the average person can't figure it out, and the trace examination department said in the report that there are two guys in the FBI database who can make such mechanical devices.

One of them was studying in a Los Angeles prison at the time, and the other had gone to talk to God in a car accident two years ago.

"Let's go to the prison and interrogate that guy!"

After reading the report, Lacey also took it and looked at it, and then clenched her hands into fists, creaked, and showed a ruthless face:

"Ask who that guy is in prison and who he passed on his skills to?"

The federal prison is a great place for some self-motivated people because they can learn new things inside that they can't learn outside, but they can make a fortune.

Luo An closed the folder and put it aside, picked up the teacup and took a slow sip:

"There's no hurry."

Lacey's forehead was full of black lines, and a question mark appeared on her head:

"What's not in a hurry? That guy definitely had something to do with the Trick Mine that almost blew us up! We're not going to interrogate him? ”

"We ......"

Luo An wanted to casually say a reason to prevaricate Lacey, but as soon as he spoke, he suddenly remembered something, and his words suddenly stopped.

With a gleam in his eyes, he lowered his head and muttered for a few seconds, Luo An put the teacup aside, suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the dazed Lacey in front of him, and said in a low voice:

"Lacey, there's a task for you, you have to do it yourself, and you have to be careful not to attract anyone's attention......

“？”

Hearing this, Lacey looked puzzled, and then her face sank a little, and after listening to Luo An's words, she asked in a low voice:

"Are you sure?"

"Not sure."

Luo An shook his head and replied:

"But that's the best possibility I can think of."

"OK, I'll leave it to me."

The stakes were high, and the four members of the special investigation team were the only ones who were suited for the task, so Lacey nodded her head without hesitation and went to the equipment room for a few minutes, then pushed open the door of the investigation team and left quickly.

The exchange between Roan and Lacey was very low, and neither Mona nor Michelle heard what they said, and when they saw Lacey leave the office area, Mona turned around and asked:

"What did you do with Lacey?"

"A little thing."

Luo Ann picked up the teacup again, and Michelle no longer asked about this, but asked another question:

"So what's the next step for us?"

Luo An thought for a moment and said:

"Mona, look up Pearson's work and relationships.

Michelle, you go into the FBI's database and look up the identity of the prisoner in the prison who made the Mine Mechanic, and the specific content of the case in which he was put in prison. ”

Mona gave Roan a blank look and turned to work, and Michelle agreed with a smile:

"No problem."

As the minutes passed, Pearson's information was quickly wiped out by Monacha, and the information of the prisoner in the prison was also checked by Michel.

Just as Roan was about to check his computer screen, there was a sudden knock on the door of the Special Investigations team.

Luo An said casually:

"Please come in!"

As the words fell, the door of the Special Investigation Team was pushed open, and five white men in suits and leather shoes with a blue sign on their chests and serious faces walked in.

Mona looked up in confusion, and Michelle's pupils shrank.

Without waiting for Luo An to ask, the middle-aged white man led by him revealed his identity:

"Hello, I'm Horst from the Ministry of Supervision.

Deputy Team Leader Roan Greenwood, we have some things that we need your cooperation with, please come with us. ”

"The Ministry of Supervision?"

Hearing this, Ann's expression remained unchanged, while Mona looked solemn and looked back at Michelle.

Michelle got up and walked to Roan's side, looked at Horst, and said without humility or arrogance:

"In accordance with Article 19 of Article 3 of the Office of the Ombudsman's Guidelines, there are circumstances that require the cooperation of FBI management personnel, and...... , you must explain the specific content to the other party in person.

Roanne Greenwood is the deputy head of our Special Investigations team, and the team leader is one of the managers who is not in charge of the group of directors.

So, please explain the reason for coming to our Deputy Special Investigation Team Leader this time, otherwise Deputy Head Roanne Greenwood has the right to refuse your request. ”

“……”

Michelle's words made Roan and Mona look at her with admiration, and several agents from the Supervision Department looked at her with a look of surprise.

"Michelle Davis, a former agent in the Prosecutor's Office at the FBI's Washington headquarters."

Horst wasn't surprised, he had already investigated the files of everyone in the Special Investigations team before he came here.

So when he heard Michelle's words, Horst's expression remained unchanged, there was no nonsense, and he said directly:

"According to our investigation, the bullet that killed Department of Criminal Justice agent Pearson and made him truly lethal was one of the guns of a certain gunman in the William Maas Gang.

Some time ago, when your Special Investigations Team was dealing with the William Maas Gang, Deputy Leader Greenwood found two of the guns, and we suspect that Deputy Leader Greenwood secretly hid the other guns. ”

“What？”

Hearing this, Michelle subconsciously looked back at Roan, and Mona's pupils shook and realized something.

Luo An didn't panic at all when he heard this, looked at Michelle, and asked with a smile:

"Michelle, there's a question about the rules, I'd like to ask about it."

Michelle: "? ”

(End of chapter)