In the south of Las Vegas, outside a small but exquisite cottage, a black SUV slowly pulls up to the side of the road.

This is the home of the former police officer, now a private detective, who was killed by Luo Ann with a stun gun.

As soon as the SUV stopped, Lacey walked out of the villa with a document bag.

Smack-

Opening the car door and getting into the car, Lacey handed the document bag to Roan, Winslow handed her the food she bought, and asked with some confusion:

"What's going on?"

Lacey grinned, took the food and ate it, and without answering, Luo An explained while unpacking the file bag:

"Remember what we found out about the relationship between model Paul and President Lucille?

This incident provided me with an idea of whether the relationship between Shemol and Igilia would also be investigated by private investigators.

One of the two is a state legislator and the other is a female reporter, and the things in it are also very story-like, referring to follow-up investigations. ”

Winslow raised his eyebrows, and suddenly realized:

"When Pressley, a fellow private detective, tracks and investigates the female reporter Agilia, he will take some unplanned photos! For example, the scene of the kidnapping of Igilia! ”

"That's right."

Lacey swallowed the food in her mouth, nodded with a smile, and said:

"I just had the idea of giving it a try, but I didn't expect it to be rewarding!"

Winslow glanced at Luo An in admiration, and quickly turned his gaze to the document bag in Luo An's hand.

Opening the file bag, Luo An took out a few photos from inside.

The photo is not the kidnapping or murder of the female reporter Igilia as Winslow imagined, but a suspicious taxi is followed by a suspicious taxi when the female reporter Igilia leaves the newspaper office from work and drives home.

"Another taxi?"

Winslow complained, but Roan ignored him, took out his mobile phone and called Michelle, saying:

"Michelle, I have a taxi number plate here, you can check the identity of the driver of this car."

"Leave it to me."

Getting the numbers and letters on the number plate, Michelle on the other end of the phone immediately began to type on the keyboard, and within a minute, Michelle immediately replied:

"The identity of the driver has been found, his name is Aiself Jason, 45 years old this year, has a military background, and has been imprisoned many times for robbery, intentional wounding and other crimes."

“Good。”

Luo An nodded with satisfaction, put the document bag aside, prepared to start the car, and asked:

"Where does he live?"

"Just live in that Clark County south of Las Vegas (Chapter 501)!

In addition, Ethel Jason also has a roommate named Matthew Gordon, who has also been in jail for intentional injury and other crimes! ”

"It's a familiar place again."

Stepping on the accelerator with his right hand in gear, the SUV suddenly sped forward, Luo An grinned and added:

"Michelle, let Chenelle contact the SWAT squad and act together to arrest someone!"

"Understood!"

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Clark County, southeast of Las Vegas, a satellite city, where most of the people who live here are migrant workers who work in Las Vegas but can't afford to live in high-rent housing in Las Vegas City.

Half an hour later, on the southwest side of S Clark County, on the street opposite a community building, the SUV slowly stopped on the side of the road.

It didn't take long for a black SWAT personnel carrier to slowly stop in the empty space in front of the SUV.

"Check the gear."

In the SUV, Luo An hung the liaison on his ear, ordered everyone to arrange their weapons, and then asked:

"Michelle, how's it going?"

"The taxi is parked in the underground parking lot not far away."

Michelle replied quickly:

"Ethoph Jason didn't have a job today and stayed at home.

His roommate, Matthew Gordon, has a spending record showing that he bought some food at a nearby supermarket half an hour ago. ”

At this moment, Winslow suddenly stared, pointed to a middle-aged white man carrying a bag on the other side of the road, and said:

"Matthew Gordon is there."

“Good。”

Seeing the other party walking upstairs with food, Luo An's eyes narrowed slightly, hung up the contact, and ordered:

"Let's get moving!"

"Understood!"

As soon as the words fell, the back door of the troop carrier opened, and Chenelle and a group of heavily armed SWAT team members rushed out, followed by Roan, Winslow, and Lacey, who had gathered their weapons and rushed into the community building.

Blocking the elevator, he went straight up the stairs to the fourth floor where the target was located, and soon arrived at the designated room.

Counting to the third, the SWAT team leader picked up the hammer and slammed it on the door.

Boom!

Boom –

With a loud bang, the door shattered and fell inward, and two SWAT team members with blast shields quickly rushed into the room, shouting:

“FBI！ Open the door！ ”

"Don't move!"

"Keep your hands away from your weapons!"

"Get down! Get down! ”

In the room, in addition to Matthew Gordon, who had just returned from buying food, there were two white youths sitting in front of the TV playing games.

The SWAT team members rushed into the room, the three of them were startled, and the two white youths were subconsciously ready to throw away the handle and touch the gun to fight back, but when they saw Matthew Gordon next to the gun being kicked to the ground by Roan and snatched away the pistol, the two immediately removed their hands from the gun and obediently lay on the ground.

"What about Ethel Jason?"

Finding that there was no target in the room, Winslow and Lacey frowned slightly, and Roan noticed that there was a bedroom next to it that was not opened, so he waved his hand and motioned for everyone to go to that room.

Bang –

Winslow kicked open the door and found a large bed in the bedroom, on which lay a man in shorts and shorts, sleeping soundly.

On the cabinet next to the bed, there are several small packets of transparent white flour, and on the floor next to the bed, there is a transparent packaging bag with no flour.

Roan stepped forward and grabbed the sleeping man's head, which was the target of their trip, Ethoph Jason.

"Take it away."

Too lazy to talk nonsense, Luo An waved his hand and motioned for everyone to take the four of them away, and found that there was a computer next to him, so he immediately walked over.

Soon, the three of them were escorted out of the room, and Ethopher-Jason was carried away, as were items such as flour and pistols, and Lacey walked up to Roan and asked:

"What did you find?"

Roan pushed the computer in front of Lacey, pointed to the page inside, and asked:

"Familiar?"

Seeing the red and black website, as well as the red metal card inserted on the computer, Lacey's eyes froze, and she said in a deep voice:

"Is it the crime site of the underworld from before?"

"That's right."

Closing the computer, Luo An's eyes narrowed slightly:

"Funny coincidence, isn't it?"

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At three o'clock in the afternoon, the FBI branch in Las Vegas, a temporarily borrowed interrogation room.

On either side of the interrogation table, Roan and Chenelle sat on the left, and on the right was a middle-aged white man with a lot of gray hair and eyes that seemed to be open.

"Hello, Mr. Aysoff."

Roan opened the folder, put the photo of the female reporter Igilia in front of him, and asked:

"Did you kidnap her?"

As soon as the strength of the flour had passed, Ethopher-Jason was so depressed that he slumped in his chair and yawned in reply:

"Hmm."

"Where is Igilia now?"

"I don't know."

"Don't know?"

Ethel Jason opened his mouth and yawned widely, and whispered:

"After I kidnapped the person, I handed it over to the employer, and I got the money, but I didn't ask about the rest of the matter, and I didn't bother to ask."

Chenelle's eyes narrowed slightly when she heard this:

"Employers? What do you mean? ”

"It's just that someone placed an order for me to kidnap this woman and pay me $20,000."

Ethelf-Jason grinned and said:

"It's just kidnapping a woman, it's easy and easy, $20,000 is a good price, isn't it?"

Too lazy to discuss these things with Ethelf-Jason, Roan asked:

"Who's that employer? Do you know who he is? ”

"I don't know, I don't know, I haven't met."

Aisoff Jason looked at the ceiling and said:

"But I saw the man's gold watch, do you know how much that watch costs?

A watch, $400,000! Damn, I should have tied him up that night......"

Ethopher-Jason fell asleep again as he spoke, Chenelle's face was ugly, Roan got up and left the interrogation room, and Michelle immediately walked over:

"Luo An, there are clues to discover."

(End of chapter)