Winslow and Lacey rushed into the villa after Roan, and when they were quickly inspecting every room, they suddenly found a figure hiding in the kitchen, and aimed their guns at Roan!

"Roan! Be careful! ”x2

As soon as the two finished speaking, the hidden figure turned cold, and his fingers moved, ready to pull the trigger.

Luo An, who had already discovered the other party with his "emotional perception", moved faster, and before he hid his figure and was about to shoot, he had already pounced like a cheetah.

Bang –

kicked down the hidden figure, dragged the weapon in the opponent's hand with his right hand, moved his eyes slightly, aimed at the opponent's body and suddenly pulled the trigger.

Syllable!

Under the stunned gaze of Winslow and Lacey, the next second Luo An pulled the trigger, two patches and thin metal wires flew out of the muzzle of the gun and were firmly rooted in the arm of the hidden figure.

Zizizi——

"Uh...... Forehead...... Forehead ......"

The sound of crackling electricity sounded, and the face of the hidden figure who wanted to get up and fight back changed, and his body suddenly swung uncontrollably.

Winslow and Lacey quickly walked over to Roan's side, aiming their guns at the ground to hide their figures.

Seeing the other party lying on the ground, his left hand and right hand seven twitching, the two of them were full of surprise:

"Stun guns?"

Luo An smiled, shook the black pistol in his hand, and said:

"It's still the most expensive one."

Winslow grinned, lowered his arm and put away the weapon in his hand:

"I live in a villa and buy a stun pistol, I don't look like a person with no money."

Turning off the current device, Priceley, who was swinging on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with an unhappy face:

"Who are you? Why break into my house! ”

"I just said it, FBI."

Winslow grabbed Presley's clothes, pulled him off the ground, and asked:

"Who told you to do things?"

“What？”

Surprise was written on Pressley's face:

"What are you talking about?"

Patting Winslow on the shoulder, Luo An stepped forward and said with a smile:

"We found out that Ling was following Shemollucil Krista and now that she's dead, do you have anything to say?"

“W-T-F？！”

Hearing Luo An's words, Presley was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head again and again with a nervous face:

“No！ No！ No…… It's not me, it's not me, it's nothing to do with me! ”

Lacey snorted coldly:

"Then why are you following her?"

Pressley grimaced:

"I really didn't do it!"

Luo An raised the stun gun in his hand and said solemnly:

"Then give us a convincing reason.

Don't forget, you're an assault on the police. ”

Pressley's face was very unsightly, and he was silent for a long time, and he said:

"OK, I'm a private investigator now.

Private Detective, you know? ”

Winslow and Lacey frowned slightly, and Presley then explained:

"Someone hired me to keep an eye on Lucille Krista and it's as simple as that."

Luo An's expression remained unchanged and asked:

"Who's that guy who hired you?"

"This ......"

Pressley swallowed, looked at Roan's increasingly cold face, and quickly replied:

"It's Lucille Krista boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?"

Hearing this word, Winslow and Lacey were stunned, and Luo An was also a little puzzled, because there was no information about this in the information they had obtained before.

Pressley took a deep breath, and the mouth was already open anyway, so he simply said everything he knew:

"Several, I'm talking about this boyfriend, is a male model found by Lucille Krista in the past six months.

Before this, Lucille Krista had also found a lot of handsome men, but this time this male model is very self-motivated, and he intends to use his "skills" to firmly grasp Lucille Krista .

But as you know, technology can be practiced, but women's hearts are very fickle.

In order to prevent new competitors from emerging, the male model asked me to follow Lucille Krista and keep an eye on her movements. ”

“……”x3

After Presley finished explaining, Roan, Winslow, and Lacey looked at each other, and they all thought of the old woman in the Krista family, who was still playing with men in her seventies.

While speechless, the three of them also sighed with emotion:

The mother and daughter are in the same vein, and Lucille Krista is indeed biological.

Taking his eyes off this matter, Luo An briefly talked about the disappearance of four people at the corner on the night of the crime, and asked:

"Did you see anything that night?"

"No, I wasn't there that night."

Pressley shook his head again and said:

"The dinner that day was very high-standard, and I couldn't get in, so I simply drove away to do another business."

Lacey was a little surprised:

"Do you have another business?"

"Hey, this is the Federation! There are a lot of similar businesses, OK? ”

Presley grinned, and then said mysteriously:

"Guess what's my second business?"

Roan didn't speak, and Lacey and Winslow just looked at him quietly.

"Well, well......"

Pressley pursed his lips, raised his hand in surrender, and said in a low voice:

"A certain congressman in Las Vegas, his daughter is not his own!"

“……”x3

Winslow looked at him expressionlessly, a flash of gossip interest flashed in Lacey's eyes but was quickly suppressed, Luo An rubbed his temples, pondered for a few seconds, asked a few simple questions, and finally said:

"Get the contact information of the male model, we need to talk to him."

Sometimes, people who are close to each other know a lot of information that others don't know.

Pressley spread his hands and said:

"Sorry, I can't reach him anymore."

"What did you say?"

Lacey and Winslow's expressions changed slightly, and Luo An's eyes froze, and he asked:

"What do you mean you can't be reached?"

"I just can't get in touch, he's lost contact, and he still owes me a balance that hasn't been settled."

"When did you lose contact?"

"I'm not sure, I agreed with him to contact him every three days, and in case of emergencies, it will be counted separately.

I couldn't reach him three days ago. ”

After Presley finished explaining, Roan's eyes narrowed slightly, and what the other party said was three days ago, the day before Senator Shemore and President Lucille disappeared.

Without nonsense, Luo An then asked:

"What's that male model's name?"

"Paul, Paul Baker!"

————

"Paul Baker, 20 years old, Californian, is a male model who has appeared on the cover of a well-known magazine, and some media have commented that he has great potential."

At five o'clock in the afternoon, in a temporary borrowed office in the FBI branch in Las Vegas, Chenelle pointed to a handsome and beautiful photo of a young white man on his computer screen, and said with some surprise:

"I didn't expect him to have such a relationship with 38-year-old Lucille Christa."

Luo An's expression remained unchanged and asked:

"Can you find out the details of his disappearance?"

As she tapped on her keyboard, she replied:

"There is some information within the local law enforcement department in Las Vegas that I am accessing."

"OK, hard work."

Roan nodded, turned around to find Lacey and Winslow together, whispering something.

Seeing this, Luo An was a little puzzled:

"What are you talking about?"

"Forehead ......"

Winslow and Lacey looked at each other, smiled awkwardly, and whispered:

"We found that the people of the Christa family seem to like the opposite sex younger than themselves.

Like Lucille Krista and this male model, Lister Krista and Rexa O'Dele.

The two of us are discussing, Shemol Krista if he will ......"

A wordlessness flashed in Luo An's eyes, and he was just about to speak, when Michelle next to him suddenly exclaimed:

"Guys, I've found something here!"

Hearing this, everyone present hurriedly came up, and Luo An asked:

"How?"

"I checked the emotional situation of Shemol Krista ".

Michelle tapped the keyboard a few times and explained:

Then he found out that he had divorced his wife eight months ago.

But during those eight months, he had an emotional connection with a female journalist named Igilia. ”

Luo An thought of something, stared at him, and asked:

"How is this female journalist now?"

Michelle swallowed, and her hairs stood on end:

"It's missing, too."

(End of chapter)