Legendary FBI Detective

Chapter 102 Bringing Fletcher Walker Back to Headquarters

"The meaning is very simple."

Mona fluttered her hands on the keyboard, looked at the information in the computer and read:

"Fletcher Walker, no DUI record, no fight record, no criminal record.

He was one of the popular boys at school and played quarterback.

He studied at the most common community college. After graduation, he married his wife and worked at the docks in New York.

By the way, his wife, the girlfriend he dated when he was a quarterback in high school.

That was also Fletcher's first, and last girlfriend.

The relationship between the two is very good, the neighbors have never heard the sound of their quarrel, and the couple also go to the nearby church to do volunteer work every weekend. "

After listening to Mona's narration, Roan scratched his head, while Ryder beside him was full of surprise.

"No wonder you said this guy was a Boy Scout."

Lacey looked carefully at the information on the computer, and nodded appreciatively:

"This kind of man is too rare!"

The ethos of most of the average community colleges in America...

"So, why is this Fletcher going to a strip club?"

Luo An touched his chin, pondered for a moment, then tilted his head and asked:

"If Fletcher's appearance is not a disguise, is there something wrong with Fletcher's family?"

"Now I can't judge whether Fletcher's external image is fake or not."

Mona tilted her head and gave Roan a look, pointed at the information in the computer with a serious face and said:

"According to the information, four months ago, Fletcher's wife was in a car accident on the way home from get off work and died on the spot.

According to relatives and friends of Fletcher's wife, at the funeral, Fletcher did not cry or grieve, and entertained these people very calmly.

Because of this incident, Fletcher was slapped by his wife's sister, and Fletcher's relatives and friends also said that they had misjudged the person. "

Hearing this, Ryder frowned immediately, Lacey cursed in a low voice, and Roan was thoughtful.

Is there a possibility...

"So, are we going to arrest this hypocrite next?"

Lacey raised her head and cast her eyes on Roan.

Mona continued typing on the keyboard:

"After the funeral, Fletcher was fired from the New York docks, but he still has a mortgage and a car loan to pay every month.

According to surveillance video outside the community where Fletcher lives, before the previous four bank robberies, Fletcher left the house with a bag.

After all four robberies took place, Fletcher returned home with the bag again. "

Hearing this, Lacey and Ryder couldn't sit still anymore, and Qiqi turned his attention to Roan.

"OK, let's go talk to this Mr. Fletcher now."

Seeing the eyes of his teammates, Roan straightened his mouth and went to the equipment warehouse with Ryder, who strongly requested to go on the mission together.

Lacey stayed behind on investigation team No. 5 this time.

The pitch-black SUV was galloping among the traffic on the road, and Ryder grinned as he watched the scene of the car receding rapidly.

But after laughing for a few seconds, seeing that the speed of the car seemed to increase again, Ryder twitched his mouth, and after a long silence, he tilted his head.

He whispered: "Roan, we don't seem to need to be so anxious.

Mona just told me that the surveillance video in the community shows that Fletcher has not left the house for a week, and there is a high probability that he will stay in the house now. "

"I also know the news you said."

Hearing Ryder's words, Roan shook his head with a smile, and at the same time stepped on the accelerator to let the SUV overtake the small Buick in front:

"Do you think I look anxious?"

Ryder: "..."

As Ryder silently tightened his seat belt, the pitch-black SUV quickly left the Manhattan area and rushed towards Queens, where Fletcher was.

The place where Fred lived was a single-family, two-story apartment with a small lawn in front and a small lawn in the back.

Parked the SUV slowly on the side of the road, got out of the car and saw that the house in front of him was divided into two doors, the front and the back. The two looked at each other, and Ryder turned around decisively and walked towards the back door of the house.

After confirming that Ryder was already standing at the back door of the villa with the Glock 18 in hand, Roan put on the SUV helmet, picked up the Glock 18, and strode towards the front door of the house without hesitation.

boom! boom! boom!

Roan stood by the door, patted the front door of the house hard, and shouted loudly at the same time:

"Is anyone home?"

The house was quiet, as if no one was there.

"Roan!"

Just when Roan was about to knock on the door a few more times, Ryder came over suddenly.

"Um?"

Seeing the question on Roan's face, Ryder shrugged, pointed to the second floor of the house and whispered:

"There is a triangular ladder at the back of the house. I just tried to climb up to have a look. There is a man who seems to be unconscious in the bedroom on the second floor."

"OK."

Hearing Ryder's words, Roan no longer hesitated, and kicked towards the door.

"FBI!"

The door was kicked into pieces, and Roan held a Glock 18 in a fighting posture, shouting slogans, and checking every room in the house as quickly as possible.

Ryder returned to the back door just now, and after Roan's action, he also began to quickly check the various rooms.

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

After making sure that every room in the house had been checked and there was no danger, Roan and Ledzizi came to the door of the bedroom on the second floor.

Looking at each other, the two counted down to three, then got up at the same time, and rushed in with the Glock 18.

In the bedroom, a bald white man with a muscular silhouette was lying on the big bed naked.

Even though Roan and Ryder kicked open the door and barged in, the bald white man didn't move.

If he hadn't seen the rising and falling of the opponent's stomach, Roan would have thought the opponent was dead.

Roan carefully looked at the big face of the bald white man, and made sure that he was indeed looking for Fletcher.

In front of the bedside table in the bedroom, there is a small bag of white flour.

"Roan."

The corner of Ryder's mouth twitched when he saw this, and he didn't touch it with his hands, but just called Roan and pointed it to Roan.

"understood."

Seeing the bag of white flour, Roan nodded calmly, then reached out and patted Fletcher's face hard.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

The clear and loud applause resounded through the bedroom, and the corners of Ryder's mouth twitched when he heard it.

Yvonne seemed to have whipped him in the same way yesterday.

Violent wake-up calls worked, and Fletcher was revived quickly.

Seeing Roan's strange and handsome face, Fletcher rubbed his eyes and asked vaguely:

"Who... are you? Why... are you in my house?"

"We're the FBI."

Roan chuckled, and waved the Glock 18 in front of Fletcher's eyes:

"Of course I came to your house to find you."

"FBI?!"

Hearing Roan's words, Fletcher shook his whole body, his eyes widened instantly, he got up decisively, left the big bed, and ran out of the bedroom.

Then……

His legs went limp, and he collapsed directly to the ground.

Seeing Fletcher wriggle hard on the bedroom floor, Roan and Ryder shook their heads speechlessly.

With things like white flour, people will be very tired after the energy passes.

But he was so tired that even Fletcher was struggling to walk...

"You ate a little too much flour this time."

Letting Ryder take Fletcher into the SUV, Roan began a brief search of the house.

Roan searched the living room, kitchen and basement, and carefully inspected the floor, but did not find the imaginary dollar bill.

After pondering for a few seconds, Roan returned to the bedroom and began to look at the place again.

I didn't find anything useful under the wardrobe or under the bed, but Roan managed to find a few notes under the TV cabinet.

Opening a notebook casually, Luo An, who was not caring about it at first, shrank his pupils instantly when he saw the contents inside.

"Roan!"

Hearing Ryder calling him, Roan didn't hesitate, picked up the notebooks and returned to the SUV.

Ryder was sitting in the back row, holding Fletcher, who was getting confused again, and when he saw Roan brought back a few notebooks, he immediately showed doubts:

"What are these things?"

"You'll find out soon."

With a serious face, Luo An stepped on the accelerator, and the dark SUV rushed out like lightning.