Special Investigation Unit, Office Area.

Hearing Mona's words, Ann Cheriele and Michelle both came to her side, and Ann also asked:

"What's the matter?"

"The boss of this monopoly clique is very economic-minded, and after he made a lot of money by selling independence, he sprinkled coins all over the world to invest and make money by doing legitimate business."

Mona called up an investigation report jointly issued by the Federal Ministry of Finance and the DEA, which included the specific investments of the major South American independent tycoons and moths in some South American countries.

According to the report, the boss of the pro-independence group at the top of Vita has invested nearly $200 million in the federal territory, of which 100 million is on the stock market.

Some time ago, a listed company in which Weta invested heavily in California was suddenly accused of falsifying the company's accounts, and it didn't take long for him to go bankrupt and go bankrupt, and the stock plummeted.

Later, according to the investigation, the president of that company played some financial tricks and was imprisoned, but the money he earned has been turned into legal and his own through some means.

The president is in prison, but his wife and son are still rich and can spend their days drinking and living happily outside.

"It's not so easy to get the money of the lonely."

Looking at the white president with a big back in the photo, Luo An grinned and said:

"If you want to kidnap the mother and son and ask for money, you don't need anti-tank missiles, and as soon as that thing is launched, the whole villa will be in ruins, and the mother and son will have nothing left.

So, in which prison is that company president now? Are there any other conditions? ”

Mona quickly pulled up the inmate's records within the Department of Justice and replied:

"At three o'clock this afternoon, the company president and several other inmates who are also convicts of economic crimes will be transferred from the Los Angeles temporary prison to the Zhou Li prison in California.

The whole process will be followed by five cars, all of whom are guarded by Department of Justice guards. ”

"So, the goal of Weta and the others is this car."

Luo An picked up the teacup and took a sip, looked up at the clock in front of the office area, and found that the time had come to 2:21 in the afternoon.

Lowering his head and carefully observing the route map of the vehicle that the Ministry of Justice expected to transfer prisoners this afternoon, Luo An found that there were two suitable locations for ambushing and using anti-tank missiles to bomb the car, he threw his pen aside, pointed to the map and said:

"Mona, contact the bailiff leaders of the Ministry of Justice who are transporting the prisoners, and ask them to cancel the original plan of 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and it is best to get a few fake cars to cooperate with the operation.

Also, call Winslow and Lacey and ask them to go to location 1 on the map immediately.

You will stay in the Special Investigation Team and keep an eye on the surveillance in the vicinity of the two locations, and contact us as soon as you find one.

Chenier, you call SWAT and ask them to send several teams to Location 1 and 2 at once, and then you and I will go to Location 2 later.

Michelle stayed behind in the Special Investigation Team to cooperate with Mona's observation and surveillance.

Also, after we leave, you log into the FBI's internal network and contact major law enforcement agencies such as the Federal Crime Information Center, Customs and Border Protection, the Department of Homeland Security, the LAPD, and the DEA (Drug Enforcement Administration) to share Bebeto Horge-Vita's personal information with them. ”

"Understood!"

"No problem!"

Chenelle, Mona, and Michelle nodded in unison, though Michelle was a little puzzled by the last order.

Now that the location of Veta's possible move has been determined, and he is also preparing to set out to arrest the other party, why is it necessary to release the personal information of Bebeto Horge-Vita in the whole territory.

Regarding Michelle's doubts, Luo An smiled and did not answer directly, but just patted her shoulder and said in a low voice:

"When taking the exam, not only do the questions get right, but also turn the paper loud enough."

Looking at the back of Luo An quickly leaving the special investigation team, Michelle's brain turned quickly and suddenly understood what he meant, this time the suspect can hold an anti-tank missile in his hand, the louder the voice, the bigger the case, and the greater the credit.

Luo An left the Special Investigation Team and did not immediately drive downstairs to Site 2, but instead took the elevator to the team director's office.

The head of the special investigation team only has the authority to cooperate, contact, and exchange information and clues with other law enforcement agencies, and does not have the authority to order other law enforcement agencies.

In addition, Roan could not guarantee the success of the operation, and if something went wrong in the middle, someone needed to be able to take care of it, so he approached the team leader, Portant Byrne.

After all, as long as the investigation team under the bottom succeeds in solving the case, the team leader can get a share of the credit, and if it fails, the team leader will not escape the blame.

Sure enough, after listening to Luo An's description of the case and hearing that the other party had three anti-tank missiles in his hand, the team leader Potante Byrne instantly couldn't sit still.

While quickly getting up to contact the head of the Justice Department's bailiff in charge of running the prisoners, Portant-Byrne repeatedly stressed to Roan that he had to be careful in this operation.

Anti-tank missiles are not gadgets, they are used to attack tanks and armored vehicles, and it would be nice for humans to be blown up by them and find debris.

“OK。”

Roan nodded to Portant-Byrne with a serious face, and then quickly turned around and went downstairs with Chenelle.

The company's president, along with other criminals who need to go to jail for economic crimes, were recently held in a temporary detention jail in a Los Angeles courthouse.

The route drawn up by the marshals this time is very simple: leave directly through the back door of the courthouse, turn a few streets into the highway, leave the city of Los Angeles through the highway, and drive straight to the distant California prison.

Luo An thought about it for a while, and the best place to start on the whole route was a few streets at the back entrance of the courthouse.

Traffic jams are very serious on weekdays, and the bailiffs can leave in half an hour, and it is not easy to use anti-tank missiles to blow up the car escorting the prisoners.

The No. 1 and No. 2 locations designated by Luo An are the two central points of these streets.

The pitch-black SUV sped lightning through the streets of Los Angeles and finally reached the outskirts of the area at around 2:50 p.m.

Not surprisingly, because of the traffic jam, the SUV couldn't get into those streets, so Luo An and Chenelle left the SUV and walked quickly to those streets.

When the two arrived at the designated location, the voice of Portant-Byrne came from the liaison on Roan's chest:

"Luo An, air support will take five minutes, and it will be there soon."

It's good to have air support, but Roan and Chenelle are not in the mood to deal with it now, because in the street not far away, a prisoner car transporting prisoners is being stopped in the middle of the road at this time, and there are several prisoners in prison uniforms inside, and it is not a fake car in disguise at all.

“Fu-k！”

Luo An scolded in a low voice, and hurriedly ran to the prisoner car with Chenelle, took out the golden badge to show his identity, and asked:

"What's going on with this car?"

The black bailiff at the head said that after receiving the FBI's notice, his boss ordered them to leave early to avoid encountering the enemy, but they did not expect to be stuck in traffic.

As for the fact that the enemy had anti-tank missiles, the black bailiff spread his hands and repeated the words of his superiors to the two:

"What if it's fake?"

“……”

Chenelle's face sank completely when he heard this, and he almost couldn't suppress his anger and scolded, Luo An's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't say anything when he pressed Chenelle, just left the prisoner car and pressed the contact, and asked:

"Winslow, Lacey, where are you now?"

"The designated location has been reached."

As soon as Lacey's voice fell, Winslow's voice suddenly sounded:

"The target person appears! I found him! ”

(End of chapter)