In the fast-moving car, Roan gave Chenelle a look, then pressed the answer button.

"Roan, it's me, Lacey."

A familiar female voice rang on the phone, and Lacey said:

"Winslow and I were at that rental car company and found some interesting clues."

"For example?"

"Like the name of Knockwick-Prague."

In a car in the distance, Lacey took the paper in her hand and looked at it, and said:

"Knock Vik Prague rented a car under the name Luthur Field and was a wealthy man from Hawaii.

And ......"

"Wait a minute, Lacey."

Looking at the warehouse area not far away, Luo An interrupted Lacey's words and said:

"You and Winslow will return to the investigation team with the clue first, and we will discuss it together when we go back."

“OK。”

Lacey on the other end of the phone immediately nodded in agreement, Luo An hung up the phone, got out of the car with Chenelle, took out the FBI's gold badge, and soon went to warehouse 193 under the leadership of the person in charge.

At the door of the warehouse, under the nervous gaze of Chenelle, Luo An took out the key and bent down and inserted the key into the lock.

Click!

With a slight turn, a crisp unlocking sound sounded, Luo An smiled, and Chenier suddenly reached out and gave Luo An a thumbs up, his eyebrows raised, and his eyes lit up.

Whoop -

Luo An stood up, and the metal roller shutter door was slammed open by him, and a complex smell of air that had not been circulating for a long time poured out along with dust.

Taking a few steps back, Roan and Chenelle waved their hands to kick away the dust, waited for a moment to turn on their flashlights, and walked into the warehouse.

The warehouse was huge, and the first thing you saw was a parked orange taxi.

“……”x2

Finding the switch to turn on the lights, Roan and Chenellele quickly looked away from the taxi and began to scrutinize the warehouse.

There are many and miscellaneous items in the warehouse, clothes, pants, paper, folding beds, whiteboards, food, etc.

It quickly became apparent that this was most likely the place where Knockwick Bragg stayed every time he left home as an informant, looking for clues.

"Ann, I found a notebook."

Soon, behind a desk, Chenelle found a hidden notebook, and she turned to look for Roan, who found him sitting in a taxi looking through something.

"It's some photos and documents."

Sensing Chernelle coming, Roan raised his head with a smile and handed her the things in his hand:

"The case that Nokwick investigated this time is indeed very interesting."

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At half past two in the afternoon, the office area of Investigation Team 13.

Luo An walked out of the team leader's office, and Michelle was handing out coffee and cakes and other food to the detectives one by one.

After resting for a while, everyone finished eating, Luo An picked up a napkin and wiped his hands, first looked at Mona and Michelle, and asked:

"Mona, how are you looking?"

"The results of the survey cannot be said to be perfect, only to be almost useless."

Mona sighed helplessly, opened her laptop, and said:

"The surveillance in the hospital was bad, and the patient, who was supposed to be cremated, was replaced by a night watchman, and was sent directly to the cremation site without inspection and cleaning.

There are many problems in the whole process, such as some people did not check the list, did not confirm their identity, etc.

But the patient had no family, no friends, and no cremation fees, and the cremation was charitable for him, so many people didn't bother to check it at all, and the prescribed process was just for show, so ......"

"So there is no way to continue the investigation of this matter, and there is a problem with everyone in the whole process."

Luo An nodded and took Mona's words:

"In a word, all the fault comes from the temp worker, right?"

"That's right, that's what the hospital means."

A flash of mockery flashed in Mona's eyes, and she continued:

"Michelle and I also went to investigate the fired temporary worker, and he was very angry, saying that he definitely didn't remember the wrong number at the time, and that he had pushed the body according to the number, and that he had done nothing wrong."

Lacey swallowed the coffee in her mouth, sneered, and said:

"There is a high probability that someone changed the numbers of the two corpses without the temporary worker knowing, and the temporary worker is just a scapegoat who doesn't know anything."

Michelle nodded, and Mona spread her hands, they thought the same way.

Luo An picked up the whiteboard marker, wrote the information such as "hospital" and "temporary worker" on the whiteboard, and then looked at Lacey:

"Lacey, Winslow, what clues did you find?"

"First of all, the name, when Knockwick rented that sports car, he used the fake name Luthul-Field."

Lacey continued to eat without speaking, and Winslow saw this, picked up the folder on the table, and introduced:

"We looked up Luthur-Field and found out that he was a real person in the world, not much older than Knockwick."

"Wow."

Chenelle was a little surprised:

"How bold is Nokwick? He's not afraid of being exposed? ”

"Nokvik isn't really worried about that, I'm afraid."

Winslow took out the information he had found and handed it to the crowd, explaining:

"Although Luthul-Field is a wealthy man, most of his assets come from the inheritance of the previous generation.

He himself prefers travel and adventure, and the company is all in the hands of professional managers, and there are not many people who have actually met him. ”

“SIX。”

Luo An took the paper and looked at it, then asked:

"Anything else?"

"Of course."

Winslow nodded and continued:

"Based on the name of Luthur-Field, Lacey and I found out the hotel where he was staying.

During the investigation of the hotel, we learned that Knockwick had contacted a testing agency and spent a sum of money to have the other party test something, and the specific items that were inspected, Lacey and I had not yet found out. ”

“Good。”

Luo Ann nodded in satisfaction, wrote the fake identity of "Luthhull-Field", as well as the information of "hotel" and "testing agency" on the whiteboard one by one, and finally turned his gaze to Chenelle.

Chenelle nodded, got up and handed out the document bag he had been holding for a long time to everyone, Luo An stood in front of the whiteboard, pasted two photos of a man and a woman, and introduced:

"Ladies and gentlemen, this white man with short blond hair, named Osmond, is 38 years old and the owner of a pharmaceutical company.

In the photo next to her, a 40-year-old white woman with gold-rimmed glasses, long burgundy hair, and a tougher face, is the head of the pharmaceutical company's scientific research program. ”

"Pharmaceutical companies?"

Michelle looked puzzled:

"I haven't heard the name of this company, what kind of drugs do they mainly develop?"

"A drug for liver cancer, the company has not yet marketed it."

Luo An smiled and added:

"Even the drugs haven't been sold yet, they're still in the research and development stage."

Lacey suddenly said:

"Is this the case that Knockwick is investigating? Is the drug made by this pharmaceutical company killing people? ”

“No。”

Luo An shook his head, picked up the photos and documents he found in the taxi earlier, and said:

"Some time ago, Nuokvik learned from some sources that the owner of the pharmaceutical company was selling stocks, saying that their products had miraculous effects on liver cancer patients.

It won't take long for pharmaceutical companies to go public, and if you buy stocks now, you will definitely make a lot of money when the time comes.

Many people were skeptical, so Osmond took the skeptics to their company's in-house laboratory, where Vivina, the head of the scientific research project, carefully introduced them to his medicine. ”

Winslow looked at the document in his hand, which contained a bunch of technical terms he didn't understand, and simply threw it aside and asked:

"It seems like it's just an ordinary share deal?"

"Judging by the peddling of stocks, it is."

Luo Ann took another document from Chenelle's hand and said with a smile:

But while peddling shares in the company, Osmond was doing something else.

He claims to have a fund with an annual return of 13 to 17 percent, and because he bought shares in his pharmaceutical company, Osmond thinks everyone is a friend, so he recommends this fund. ”

“17%？？！！” x4

(End of chapter)