"A murder scene? Roan's name? ”

Hearing Winslow's words, Mona's face instantly became very ugly, and Luo An, whose hands were handcuffed together, hurriedly snatched the phone, and asked while motioning for Mona to take the key to unlock it for him:

"What's going on? Where did you see this news? ”

"I'm in New York right now."

Winslow on the other end of the phone said that when he had dinner at a restaurant in New York, he met the proprietress of the restaurant, and he went to New York to ask the other party out for shopping.

When the two were dating, an NYPD suddenly appeared next to them, and after the other party identified himself, he took out his mobile phone and showed him a set of photos, which were a bombing that occurred half an hour ago, and Luo An's name was found at the scene.

“NYPD？”

Luo An's brows tightened, and Mona next to him quickly found the key and opened the handcuffs on Luo An's wrists.

At this moment, Mona's mobile phone also rang suddenly, and when she pressed the answer button, Verenis's voice came from inside:

"Mona, where's Ann?"

Mona didn't speak, and directly handed the phone to Luo An, who threw the handcuffs aside and asked:

"It's me, sir."

Vereneth asked:

"Why didn't you get through just now?"

"I'm talking to Winslow on the phone."

Luo An replied casually, and Verenes didn't ask in detail when she heard this, and asked directly:

"You leave for New York now......"

Luo An's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked:

"It's a bombing, right?"

Vereneth was a little surprised, and after listening to Luo An's explanation, she nodded and said:

"That's right, your name appears at the scene of the crime, and you'll need to make a trip anyway."

"No problem, sir."

"Stay safe."

“OK。”

The phone hung up, and Mona, who had put away the handcuffs, immediately leaned over and asked:

"What's going on?"

"It's not clear, let's talk about it in New York."

Closing the laptop, Luo An went upstairs to change clothes, and said as he walked:

"The murderer behind the case may have come at me."

Mona followed up the stairs together, remembering the 100% solving rate of the 13th investigation team, she asked with a solemn face:

"Is it a provocation?"

Perhaps, the federal land is so large, there has never been a shortage of "talents". ”

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At half past four in the afternoon, in the south of New York, the central office building of a business district.

When he took the elevator to the sixth floor, the moment the elevator door opened, a thick black color instantly caught Luo An's eyes.

It used to be a large office, but now it's a mess, and the floor is full of paper, rags, chairs, wood chips, and other garbage.

In addition to the walls turning black due to the explosion, there were also a lot of dark red meat crumbs on them, and Luo An, who had a keen sense of smell, faintly smelled a smell of barbecue.

"What a horrible bomb."

Seeing that the Trace Laboratory was dealing with the human tissue adhered to the walls, Mona and Chenelle, who had rushed here with Roan, looked very ugly.

"Team Leader."

Not far away, Winslow, who had already arrived here, was talking to the two NYPDs, and when he saw Luo An and the others coming, he immediately walked up to say hello, and then introduced:

"This is Sheriff Tom of the NYPD."

"Hello, Mr. Sheriff."

Luo An shook hands with the sheriff in front of him with a big belly, a somewhat round face, and almost no hair.

"Hello, Team Leader Greenwood."

Sergeant Tom nodded, the two exchanged a few words, he took the white evidence bag in his hand to Luo An, and introduced:

"The culprit in this bombing was a courier package filled with high explosives.

In addition to this bomb package, there was another smaller delivery box at the scene, which was hidden in the corner of the office door.

After the explosion, the inside of the office was in shambles, but the small courier box outside was preserved.

Open the small courier box, and this is the thing inside. ”

Several people present turned their eyes to the transparent physical evidence bag that Luo An was holding, and inside was a common A4 paper with folded marks in the middle.

There is a black [X] pattern in the corner of the A4 paper, and a sentence is written in the center of the paper, which Chenelle reads verbatim:

“Roan Greenwood，you are a funny man，let's play a game。

(Roan Greenwood, you're a funny man, come play a game)"

“……”xN

After reading the specific content of the text, Chenelle's face instantly became extremely ugly, Mona's expression instantly became gloomy, Winslow next to him also frowned, and Sheriff Tom and the others looked at Roan with different expressions.

Sergeant Tom sighed, they had all heard of Roan's reputation before, and if nothing else, he felt that Roan might have a hard time getting through this difficult time.

Mona also had a lot of thoughts in her mind, looked up at Luo An, and was shocked to find that Luo An was not panicked or angry at all, and her facial expression remained unchanged, still very calm.

Mona was a little puzzled and asked in a low voice:

"Roan, ......"

"I'm fine."

Roan interrupted Mona's words with a wave of his hand, handed the clear evidence bag to Chenelle, then looked at Sheriff Tom and asked:

"Are there anything else left by the killer at the scene?"

"We haven't found out yet."

Seeing Roan with a calm face, Sergeant Tom was a little surprised, a flash of admiration flashed in his heart, and then he shook his head and replied:

"Your FBI traces department is working on the scene, what they might find."

“OK。”

After a brief discussion, Sergeant Tom left with his NHP first.

Because the scene was so badly damaged by the bomb that it would take time for the Traces Section to deal with it carefully, Luo An led several detectives from the 13th Investigation Team out of the scene and went to the area on the other side of the office that was not damaged by the bomb.

Several people stood still, and Mona quickly took the transparent physical evidence bag and said:

"Luo An, this guy is obviously coming at you."

"That's right."

Winslow nodded, and said with a serious face:

"This kind of person is either crazy or mentally ill, and we must not be led by the nose by the other party."

"Don't forget the media, guys."

Chenelle's eyebrows tightened and she said:

"This matter must not be reported by the media, otherwise that group of people will label Luo An as a "Sherlock Holmes", and then follow us for the sake of the news, and always observe our every move in the process of solving the case, then we may be unilaterally transparent in the eyes of the murderer, let alone find and catch him.

Once we finally fail, how high the media pals Luo An in front of him, how deep he will be trampled on in the back. ”

Mona nodded again and again, adding:

"And once this kind of thing is reported, if other cases occur during the period, all of them will be pressed on Luo An by those media.

At that time, even if Luo An catches the murderer, there will be media who will insult and ridicule Luo An. ”

The more Mona, Chenelle, and Winslow discussed, the more ugly they became, and the heavier their hearts became.

In the end, several people turned their eyes to Luo An and asked:

"Roan, what are you going to do?"

"For the media, I'll call Verenis and ask her to help with it."

If she becomes infamous, Vereneth's side will not gain anything, and even more so Mr. Clement behind her, so Roan can be sure that Vereneth or Mr. Clement will definitely help him solve the media aspect.

"I'm mostly thinking about this murderer."

Luo An took the transparent evidence bag in Mona's hand, her eyes narrowed slightly, and asked:

"Guys, do you think something is wrong with the content on the paper?"

(End of chapter)