Washington, D.C., a park.

"Problems with monitoring?"

Luo An looked at Lacey and asked:

"What's going on?"

"There are several surveillance cameras in the openings of the four entrances to the southeast, northwest and northwest of this park."

Lacey pointed to the corpse on the ground, indicating that the area was due west of the park, and continued:

"According to the park surveillance management, at about three o'clock this morning, there were two cameras in the area due west, which were attacked by unknown objects and caused damage."

Winslow next to him leaned over, a little puzzled:

"Unknown object? UFO？ ”

"No, it's a stone."

Chenelle gave Winslow a blank look and said:

"Lacey and I went there just now to take a look and found that the two surveillance cameras were smashed with stones in the blind spot of surveillance a few meters away."

Luo An thought for a moment and asked:

"Is there a lot going on in this park to monitor the smashing of things?"

“No。”

Lacey shook her head:

"I asked the manager of the park's surveillance, and he said that the people who live in the area near the park are middle-class, and homeless people are barely visible, and this kind of thing has happened, but not much."

"There was a body in the park, and the surveillance was smashed on the same day......"

Winslow came up with his own guess:

"Could it be the murderer? Because those two surveillance cameras hit him. ”

"Perhaps."

At the moment, there is not enough evidence, and Luo An has no good ideas.

Putting on gloves and walking to the victim's body, squatting down to examine for a moment, Luo An suddenly frowned slightly and found something, slightly lifted the corpse's right arm, and asked:

"Guys, what is this? Can you recognize it? ”

Winslow, Chenelle, and Lacey hurried over and followed Ann's guidance to look at his right arm, and found that it was a dark red pattern printed on the skin, which was very difficult to spot because it was hidden by the blood and bean curd flowing from the muzzle of the head.

Winslow was the first to make his guess:

"Is it a tattoo?"

"It looks like a tattoo sticker."

Chenelle put forward her guess, and Lacey stared at it carefully for a long time, and suddenly said in a loud voice:

"No, guys, the seal."

"Seals?"

Winslow and Chenelle were stunned for a moment, and Roan quickly reacted:

"The kind in the bar?"

Lacey nodded, Winslow looked down at the dark red pattern, and shook his head after a moment:

"No, it's covered up so badly that I can't see the specific pattern at all."

"So I'll leave this job to the trace laboratory later."

Luo An straightened up, put away his gloves and said:

"Chenelle, Lacey, you two continue to search for clues in this park and get the old surveillance footage back.

Winslow, you wait and act with the Trace Section, and remember to go back and get the results back...... Take back Investigation Team 13. ”

The name of the special investigation team has already been said smoothly, and suddenly changed to the thirteenth investigation team, Luo An is still a little uncomfortable.

"Understood."

"No problem!"

Winslow, Chenelle, and Lacey nodded in agreement, and went their separate ways, and Roan walked out of the park and drove back to the FBI's headquarters in Washington.

In the corridor, many passers-by nodded at Luo An with a smile, and Luo An also smiled and nodded, until he walked into the elevator, the expression on his face relaxed.

"Roan?"

As soon as the elevator reached the fifth floor, Roan walked out and met Antoine, the minister of the Office of Professional Responsibility, and his secretary.

"Good morning, sir."

Luo An glanced at the secretary quietly, reached out and shook Antoine's hand, the two exchanged a few words, and Antoine asked:

"Team Leader Luo An, is this going to handle the case?"

"A homicide."

In this building, this kind of investigation can't be concealed at all, so Luo An spread his hands and complained:

"But now even the identity of the deceased has not been identified."

"This kind of trivial matter is definitely not a problem for Team Leader Luo An."

Antoine smiled, and then he turned to ask:

"I don't know if Team Leader Luo An is free tonight, I know a good restaurant, how about going for a meal?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not sure if I'll have time tonight."

Luo An didn't say too much, saying that he was dealing with the case, and he might not know what would happen at night, so he would call at that time.

“OK。”

Antoine smiled, shook hands with Roan again, and walked into the elevator with his secretary.

The elevator door closed, Luo An's eyes narrowed slightly, thought for a few seconds, grinned and turned to leave, in the elevator, Antoine looked at the flashing numbers and asked:

"How's it going?"

"It's almost done."

The secretary nodded and said in a low voice:

"Roanne Greenwood hasn't done much politically since he became the head of the Special Investigations team and isn't very keen on power.

As a woman, when he was single at first, Roan Greenwood's private life was a bit chaotic, and later he only lived with that Mona Evans. ”

"A dedicated man."

Minister Antoine smiled and continued:

"So, he likes money?"

The secretary nodded, and briefly described the fact that Luo An earned funds from various places when he led the special investigation team to handle the case.

“Good。”

Antoine's eyes flashed, and the air in the elevator gradually quieted, and the two did not continue to discuss the topic.

At the same time, deep on the fifth floor, the office area of Investigation Team 13.

Luo An pushed the door in and asked directly:

"Mona, did the surveillance near the crime scene find anything?"

"It's a pity that there is nothing."

Mona pushed down the table with her hand, and the chair under her ass suddenly spun in circles, and she replied with her chin in her hand:

"Not only did the murderer's shadow not be seen, but even the victim's figure was not found by the surveillance near the park."

Michelle, who was next to him, nodded and added:

"It feels like the victim suddenly appeared and died in that park."

"Then wait for the results of the trace laboratory first."

Luo An unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and drank it into his stomach, then wiped his mouth, briefly said about the discovery of the seal on the corpse's arm, and said:

"Mona, Michelle, the two of you will check the bars in the area near the park where the crime occurred, see which bar still has the habit of stamping, sort them out in advance, and keep them for follow-up comparison."

Speaking of this, Luo Ann paused, suddenly remembered the lunch he had with Vereneth earlier, and added:

"In addition, some private parties, clubs, restaurants, etc., also try to look up."

“OK。”

Mona and Michelle nodded in agreement, moved their chairs and began tapping on the keyboard.

Luo An pushed the door and walked into the team leader's office, the case was in a hurry before, and the computers, desks, chairs, and documents in the team leader's office had not yet been sorted out.

A few hours passed, and at half past one in the afternoon, Winslow took a folder, pushed the door and walked into Investigation Team 13:

"Guys, I'm back!"

In the office area, Lacey sat in a chair and circled, pointing to the food on Winslow's table and laughing:

"Winslow, you'll be back a few minutes late, and I'll help you clean up your lunch."

Winslow handed the folder to Mona, picked up the somewhat warm lunch on the table and smiled:

"Looks like I'm back just in time."

Roan also heard Winslow's loud voice, walked out of the team leader's office, and asked:

"How's the result from the Trace Section?"

"The autopsy results showed that the direct cause of the victim's death was the two shots in the back of the head."

Mona opened the folder, frowned slightly, and said:

"Ballistic tests have shown that the victim was killed by a new black gun with no record of existence.

However, DNA comparison and fingerprint comparison have no results, and the identity of the victim cannot be found.

The face was also smashed and could not be recognized.

The only thing that the trace examination department can determine is that according to genetic testing, the victim was one-eighth of German ancestry. ”

"No clues to DNA or fingerprints?"

After listening to Mona's narration, Lacey's eyes widened suddenly, Chenelle frowned and looked at Winslow, Winslow spread his hands and had nothing to say, Michelle thought about it and said:

"So, today's victim has never been caught by law enforcement for a crime?"

Luo An pondered for a few seconds and said:

"In addition to this, there is another possibility."

(End of chapter)