"Do you have a way?"

Looking at Luo An's relaxed smile, Lacey raised her eyebrows and asked curiously:

"What are you going to do?"

"You act first, and you'll know later."

Roan smiled, didn't answer Lacey's question right away, patted her on the shoulder and motioned for her to hurry up, and then walked to the coffee machine not far away.

"The Mysterious ......"

Lacey muttered under her breath, but immediately returned to her place, grabbed her things, and walked briskly out of the office.

Winslow and Chenelle followed, and soon Mona, who was left in the office typing on the computer keyboard.

Next to the coffee machine not far away, Luo An looked at the running machine, waited for a long time, took out his mobile phone and called someone:

"Good afternoon, team leader, it's me, Luo An......"

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At half past five in the afternoon, in an office in a high-rise building in Manhattan in eastern New York, Edern-Crane, who had a towering nose and no hair, stretched his waist and finished today's work.

Jingle Bell –

At this moment, the phone on the desk suddenly rang, and Edern Crane picked up the phone while pouring himself coffee:

"Hello."

"Hello, is this Mr. Edern-Crane?"

On the other end of the phone was an unfamiliar male voice, the background voice was still a little noisy, and the man said quickly on the phone:

"I'm NYPD, are you the owner of Villa 042 in a community on Long Island?"

Hearing the name of the villa, Edern-Crane poured coffee, and his face changed instantly, but his tone did not fluctuate, and he asked:

"It's me, what's wrong?"

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Crane."

There was much less noise on the other end of the phone, and it sounded like NYPD had walked to a place far away from the scene, and the other party said in a sincere tone:

"We arrested a wanted man before, but in the process of arresting him, the guy broke into the villa area in a stolen car, causing a lot of damage.

The walls of your villa, the turf, and some of the walls of the villa have been damaged by grenades and bullets.

We have found out that you have purchased insurance for this villa, I suggest you send someone to deal with it on the spot, or ask your insurance company to contact us directly, and we will discuss the compensation matters reasonably.

Of course, we will also send someone into your villa to help you calculate the loss......"

“What？”

Hearing the NYPD's words, Ardern Crane's pupils narrowed, and instead of immediately hanging up the landline, he found his cell phone and called the management of the community.

The call was quickly answered, but the voice was not one of Edern-Crane's familiar community manager, but of an unfamiliar male voice.

The other party said that he was an FBI, and the owner of the phone was unfortunately injured by a grenade, and has been taken to the hospital, and can discuss with him temporarily if necessary.

"Damn it!"

Ardern Crane immediately hung up the phone when he heard this, and after scolding in a low voice, he immediately turned his head to the landline phone and said:

"I'll go over now."

"You're here in person? Okay, Mr. Crane, the insurance company ......."

Without waiting for the NYPD to finish speaking, Edern-Crane hung up the phone, cursed in a low voice, picked up his coat and mobile phone and walked out of the office quickly.

As he went downstairs, he pressed the button and called his wife:

"Aubrey, I might be back later tonight, the NYPD just called me...... No, I'll take care of it myself......"

At the same time, on the other side, in the quiet villa area, Ryder turned around and shook his phone, and said with a smile:

"Luo An, that guy said he was coming soon, but he didn't call the insurance company."

"Sure enough."

Luo An smiled and nodded, clenched his fist and gently hammered Ryder's chest:

"Thank you for your help this time."

The phone call Luo An made before was to contact Augustus, the leader of the No. 5 investigation team of the FBI branch in New York, hoping that he could do him a favor.

Augustus agreed without hesitation and sent Ryder, the senior agent who Roan and the others were most familiar with.

"Little things."

Ryder laughed, also clenched his fist and hammered Luo An's chest, and then looked at the intact villa not far away, he raised his eyebrows and asked:

"It's been a long time since I've been with you, so what are we going to do next? Raid that villa directly? ”

Luo An smiled and nodded, took out a search warrant from his pocket, and then said:

"But before I can do that, I need to make a phone call."

As he spoke, Luo An took out his mobile phone, found a phone number and called:

"It's me, Luo An, I can arrest someone."

"No problem!"

On the other end of the phone, Lacey, who had been waiting for a long time under a high-rise building in Manhattan, smiled and immediately agreed.

Hanging up the phone, Racy waved her hand to several temporarily seconded FBI agents behind her, and the group walked quickly to the parking lot not far away, stopping Edern Crane, who was about to get into the car.

Lacey shook the golden badge in her hand and said coldly:

"Hello, FBI."

Ardern Crane was stunned for a moment, and then his face instantly became extremely ugly.

He didn't struggle or resist, but said lightly:

"I won't say anything until the lawyer arrives."

At the same time, in the villa area, Luo An, who hung up the phone, did not continue to talk nonsense, and waved his hand directly:

"Action!"

"Understood!"

Because I knew that there was no one in the villa not far away, there were not many people in this operation.

In addition to the two FBI operatives Roan and Ryder, there are only seven agents from the Trace Investigation Division.

Bang –

Kicking open the door of the villa, Roan and Ryder quickly inspected each house as they had done when they were in Investigation Team Five.

"Safe bedroom!"

"Ground floor safe!"

"Second floor security!"

"Basement security!"

Confirming that all the rooms were empty, Roan and Ryder put away their weapons and beckoned the agents from the Traces Laboratory to enter the villa.

It wasn't long before several agents from the Trace Laboratory found a safe under the floor of a cabinet in the utility room on the first floor.

Several agents took out professional equipment to crack the safe, and in less than ten minutes, the door of the safe was opened.

The moment the safe was opened, Ryder immediately leaned over, and when he saw the contents inside, his eyes lit up, and he immediately said in a loud voice:

"Roan! Find the phones you mentioned! ”

"Got it—"

Luo An's voice was a little dull when he answered, Ryder was slightly stunned, walked out of the utility room and followed the sound to look for Luo An, and found that Luo An was in the kitchen, and the upper half of his body was plugged into the washing machine.

The Commonwealth is different from the East, where many people install laundry in their kitchens.

"You're ......"

Looking at Luo An, who only had his lower body left, the corners of Ryder's mouth twitched, and he asked:

"Performance art? Can I help you? ”

"Stay away from me, I'm not stuck, I don't need your help to get out."

A muffled voice replied, and after a few moments, Roan withdrew from the washing machine little by little, and Ryder realized that he still had a small flashlight in his hand.

Luo An turned off the flashlight and said:

"Call the detectives from the trace examination department to come over, and we'll take this washing machine down and take it away."

“What？”

Ryder's face was puzzled, and then he reacted instantly, and asked:

"Blood in the washing machine?"

Luo An shook his head and smiled:

"No blood, just hair."

Ryder looked dazed, and when Roan was about to explain, his phone suddenly rang, and the number showed that it was Mona.

"Luo An, someone is looking for you."

"Who?"

"A very beautiful female journalist with a very good figure."

“？”

(End of chapter)