At about six o'clock in the evening, on a busy and congested highway in New York City, the roof of an SUV flashed with red and blue lights, moving left and right and speeding into the distance.

"Hospital?"

Hearing Chenelle's words, Lacey in the co-pilot silently fastened her seat belt and hurriedly asked:

"What's going on there?"

"One of the survivors has woken up."

Chenelle said that the scene of the bombing was a design company closely related to women's cosmetics and women's clothing.

The parcel bomb exploded, killing a total of 5 people on the spot, 8 people were seriously injured and still being rescued in the operating room of the hospital, and nearly 20 people were admitted to the hospital with minor injuries and bandaged.

The survivor mentioned by Chenelle was one of the eight seriously injured, she said:

"The survivor was a female designer, and she said the explosion was revenge."

"Revenge?!"

Lacey's expression was grim, and she looked up at Luo An, who looked calm, but because it was inconvenient to take her mobile phone while driving, she asked directly:

"What's going on?"

"The female designer's name is Mary, and one of her male colleagues is Carlton, the victim who sat in the middle of the office, unpacked the package bomb, and was blown up everywhere."

Chenelle on the other end of the line walked into a sparsely populated area and explained:

"Mary said Carlton is a staunch gun owner who believes that owning a gun is a sacrosanct and fundamental right of the Commonwealth."

"Wow."

Luo An raised his eyebrows and didn't speak, the corners of Lacey's mouth grinned at something, and asked:

"So, this Carlton has had a conflict with a gun ban group or group?"

"That's right."

Chenelle replied:

"Carlton works normally when he goes to work, and after work he goes to argue with some gun ban groups.

Because of his high level of knowledge and excellent speech skills, many gun ban organizations can't talk about him, so he is on the blacklist of many gun ban organizations. ”

"That's a ...... A talent. ”

Lacey smacked her lips and didn't know what to say, and Roan drove an SUV over a car and asked:

"Didn't the design firm warn Carlton about these things?"

"No, you know, "free speech". ”

Chenelle smiled and said:

"In addition, Carlton is one of the top designers of the design company, and he alone holds up almost one-eighth of the company's performance, how could he be fired."

That's something you haven't seen "reasonable optimization". ”

Luo An said casually, and then asked:

"Does that Miss Mary have any specific suspicions of a person or organization?"

"Yes, and a lot."

Chenelle replied:

"I've got a list on it."

"Remember to go back and send the list to Mona."

Roan nodded, complimenting Chernelle a few words, before Lacey hung up.

Leaving the center of New York City, there were fewer vehicles on the road in an instant, and the speed of the SUV was getting faster and faster, Racy looked at the street lights that were rapidly reversing, thought for a while, and asked:

"The gun ban organizations that Chenellele just talked about don't seem to have anything to do with you, Roan.

If the murderer is really those people, why did the other party leave that piece of paper with your name written on it at the scene of the explosion? ”

"That's why I said before that the other party is most likely coming at me."

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

"I'm afraid the other party just wants me to handle this case."

Lacey's brows tightened when she heard this:

"But what is the purpose of the other party? Do you really want to spoil your reputation? ”

Luo An didn't answer Lacey, and with so many thoughts in his head that he thought of another possibility.

The SUV sped all the way, and after twenty-five minutes, Roan and Lacey finally saw the shadow of the bus.

In front of the bus, Lacey had already taken off the red and blue flashing lights on the roof, and Luo An drove the SUV to hang far behind the bus unhurriedly to avoid attracting the attention of the target.

Not long after, the bus arrived at the rest stop in front of it, and the driver slowly stopped the bus to the side of the road, got up and turned back to shout to the passengers:

"It's time for the rest area, guys!

The bus stops here for ten minutes, I need to check the condition of the car, you can get off the bus to breathe fresh air, or you can go to the bathroom at the other end to deal with your personal hygiene! ”

“OK！”

"Exhausted ......"

"I can finally go to the bathroom......"

The passengers in the bus agreed to come down one after another, and walked off the bus to rest with their personal belongings.

After all, the people of the Federation are relatively simple, and no one dares to leave valuables directly in their seats.

At the same time, in another parking space not far away, Roan and Lacey, who had checked their guns and ammunition, opened the car door and stepped out of the SUV.

Behind the bus, a thin white man with messy gray hair, wearing a brown jacket and carrying a travel bag in his left hand had just stepped out of the bus, pulling a cigarette out of his pocket and preparing to smoke a cigarette to relieve fatigue.

At this moment, the thin white man suddenly noticed that some of the other passengers not far away had changed their faces, and some even ran away, and he hurried back to see what had happened.

Bang –

In the next second, a huge force suddenly came from behind him, and the thin white man only felt a pain in his back, and then fell forward uncontrollably.

Roan sped quickly and kicked Ham Mark, the target of the trip, to the ground, and Lacey quickly followed up and pulled out the handcuffs, quickly grabbed his hands together, and pressed his knees against his back:

“FBI！ Don't move! ”

“Fu-k！”

Ham-Mark, who was pressed to the ground, blushed all over his face, and while struggling frantically, he cursed and shouted:

"Let go of me! Let me go!

I'm telling you, I've got a bomb in my bag!

If you don't let me go, we'll all end up together! ”

Hearing the word bomb, Lacey's face changed instantly, and the passers-by who were standing next to him watching the play from a distance remembered that they had been sitting in the car with the bomb for so long, and suddenly their hairs stood on end, screaming and running in all directions:

"Run! There are bombs! ”

"Help!"

In the blink of an eye, except for Luo An and the three people around the bus, the figures of the rest of the passers-by disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Glancing at the travel bag that had fallen to the ground not far away, Lacey swallowed, her throat rolling, and turned her gaze to Roan:

"What should I do?"

"Let me go!"

Ham-Mark sneered and shouted at the top of his voice:

"If you don't let me go, we'll go to heaven together!"

"Don't think about heaven, hell may be more suitable."

Unlike Lacey, who was full of nervousness, Luo An calmly put away the pistol, casually replied to Ham-Mark, handed Lacey a reassuring look, and walked to the travel bag next to him step by step.

The travel bag was pitch black, and the two straps were scattered and oblique on both sides, because of the word bomb, a few drops of sweat appeared on Lacey's forehead, and the passers-by peeking not far away were also full of nervousness.

Seeing Luo An squatting next to the travel bag and pulling the zipper on it little by little, everyone held their breath.

Time passed minute by minute, Luo An quickly finished the inspection, and in the nervous eyes of everyone, he raised his head and smiled, and said:

"There were no bombs, there were clothes, food and cash inside."

"Whew-"

Lacey was relieved and let out a long breath, and the passers-by in the distance also let go of their fists, let go of their nervous hearts, and looked at Luo An with admiration on their faces.

Although he knew Luo An's FBI identity, he dared to get close to a possible bomb without any protective measures, which was still very shocking.

"Congratulations, Mr. Ham-Mark."

Throwing the bag to Lacey, Roan pulled Ham Mark up from the ground and smiled:

"You're arrested."

(End of chapter)