Chenelle looked at the corpse in the chair, muttered for a few seconds, walked up to Roan and whispered one of her guesses:

"Could it be someone from the naval base?"

Luo An was silent for a few seconds, and slowly shook his head:

"It's likely, but it's not very likely."

If it was someone in the naval base who did it, they had a way to make the action more secretive, and there was no need to make it so big.

"But there is definitely a connection between this case and the naval base."

Roan straightened up, patted Chernelle on the shoulder, and took out his phone to call the trace laboratory and ask them to deal with the scene.

While waiting for the arrival of the trace laboratory, Luo An's mobile phone suddenly rang, pressed the answer button, and Racy's voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone:

"Roan, something happened."

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A warehouse near a seaport northwest of Los Angeles.

Hanging up the phone, it didn't take long for Roan to arrive here with Chenelle, and as soon as he stepped out of the SUV, he saw an ambulance quickly drive out from the two.

Luo An glanced at the blood stains on the ground in front of the warehouse, stretched out his hand and shook the middle-aged white man who walked in front of him, and introduced himself:

"Hello, FBI Special Investigations Team Leader, Roanne Greenwood."

"Hello, just call me Elliott."

The inch-headed white man's face was very ugly, but he still suppressed his anger and stretched out his hand to shake Luo An.

Luo An didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly:

"What's going on?"

"40 minutes ago, a car pulled up to the door, someone entered the code and broke in through the gate."

Elliott said it was a temporary ammunition storage depot and was not as heavily guarded as other military depots.

Elliott pointed to the puddles of blood on the ground and said:

"Several intruders shot and killed the four sentries guarding the warehouse, and then used the code to go directly to the inside of the warehouse, the process was very fast, and after finding the target, they took it and left, and the whole process took less than ten minutes."

Roan and Chenelle looked at each other, both guessing where the intruder's code came from.

Glancing at the warehouse where a bunch of people were coming in and out not far away, Luo An frowned slightly and asked:

"What's missing in the warehouse?"

"I don't know, it's still screening."

Elliott shook his head, the weapons in this warehouse were all ready to be shipped to a military base outside the Federation, but because of some problems, they were temporarily stacked here, and the weapons and equipment were very messy, and it would take a while to find out.

Roan and Chenelle were speechless about this, but it was not a day or two that the federal army had been in a state of mismanagement, and the army itself was still very closed, and no one else could interfere.

In the previous life, during the war, the federal army spent $6 million for 9 sheep, $2,800 for a USB port, $700 for a coffee cup, etc., and Luo An was very emotional.

Sure enough, it still depends on the capitalist country to make money, he is still too young to grasp many things.

As the minutes ticked by, more than four hours later, the list of lost items was finally listed, and Winslow and Lacey arrived at the place.

The more modest weapons and ammunition were not lost much, only 10 rifles, a few hundred rounds of ammunition, some grenades, smoke grenades and stun grenades.

Neither Roan nor Elliott paid attention to these things, as they both set their sights on the other weapon that was missing:

FGM-148

"Shit!"

"Son of Eat!"

Seeing this string of English letters, Elliott's face instantly became gloomy as if he could drip water, Winslow and Chenelle gasped, and Luo An also frowned, and his face was very ugly.

Lacey next to her didn't see this string of letters clearly, and seeing that the faces of several people were so ugly, she asked in a low voice:

"What did you lose?"

Luo An rubbed his temples and said in a condensed voice

"Three anti-tank missiles were lost."

The FGM-148, also known as the "Javelin", is a federally developed individual anti-tank missile.

It is the world's first portable anti-tank missile with focal plane array technology, with a long range, accurate strikes, and the ability to effectively strike enemy armored targets.

And the operation is brainless, very simple, just like a prop in a video game, after debugging, it only takes two steps: aim and fire.

"Generous Crab!"

Hearing Ann's words, Lacey also gasped, she hurriedly looked at Elliott and asked:

"Don't you have surveillance here?"

"There is surveillance, but it has been turned off by the intruder."

Elliott's face was ugly to death, he knew about Pitdo Olsen, and although the other party was now dead, the idea of killing the other party still popped into his mind.

As the head of this temporary warehouse, the loss of three anti-tank missiles is enough for Elliot to drink a jug, and if the intruder succeeds in killing a bunch of people with these three anti-tank missiles, then he ......

Thinking of this, Elliott grabbed Luo An's hand, the expression on his face was extremely sincere, and his tone was extremely sincere, hoping that Luo An would definitely catch this group.

“O…… K。 ”

The corners of Luo An's mouth twitched, and he pulled his hand out of the other party's hand, and then asked:

"Military warehouses generally have backups for monitoring, I need you to bring up the monitoring before this group of people broke into the warehouse and turned off the monitoring, maybe there will be some clues in this."

"OK, no problem."

Eliot nodded, and immediately led the four of Luo An to the monitoring room.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Luo An and others returned to the special investigation team with the surveillance, and while Mona was sorting out the surveillance, Luo An stood in front of the whiteboard with a folder, summarizing the information obtained so far in this case.

"At eleven o'clock last night, Petrido Olsen had a fight with Nat Norris in front of the bar, and then a van drove up and a group of people came down and quickly abducted him."

Roan pasted a picture of Pitrido Olsen in the center of the whiteboard and said as he summarized the information:

"The gang drove Petrido Olsen into the suspended timber factory, tortured him, and asked Pitrdo Orson for the password to the warehouse, and possibly the layout of the warehouse and the exact location of the anti-tank missiles."

Lacey walked up to Roan and pasted a picture of the FGM-148 onto the whiteboard, adding:

"Then the gang broke into the warehouse this afternoon, killed the sentry, turned off the surveillance, grabbed a bunch of weapons and ammunition and three anti-tank missiles, and finally drove away and disappeared."

"That's right."

Ann wrote the last line on the whiteboard, tossed the whiteboard marker aside, looked back at Winslow, Chenelle, Michelle, and Lacey and said:

"Dare to rob a military warehouse, this group of people is very bold, and the actions of the other party in the whole case are enough to show that they are well-trained, athletic, and very likely to have a military background.

Our next goal is to find this group of people as soon as possible, or find out the reason why this group of people robbed the anti-tank missiles, and try not to let these three anti-tank missiles explode. ”

Winslow and Chenelle nodded their heads, they knew how powerful anti-tank missiles were, and it was no exaggeration to say that three anti-tank missiles were enough to blow up a street.

Roan looked at Michelle and asked:

"How's the trace department doing?"

Michelle hurriedly walked to the landline phone and said:

"I don't know, I'll call and ask."

“OK。”

Luo An signaled that Michelle was in an urgent situation now, and he could urge the trace laboratory department a little, then looked at Mona and asked:

"Is there a clue here?"

Mona nodded heavily, leaned back to give up her position, pointed to the computer and said:

"Yes."

(End of chapter)