Legendary FBI Detective

In the office area of ​​the Special Investigation Team, when they heard Mona's pretentious words, Luo An and Lacey didn't answer, they just put their arms around each other and looked at her quietly.

Michelle, who wanted to answer Mona's question, saw this, silently swallowed the words in her mouth and sat back in her seat.

"……Really boring."

Seeing the actions of Luo An and Lacey, Mona murmured something in a low voice, tapped the keyboard a few times, and started to play the video recorded in the surveillance camera. She said at the same time:

"There was something wrong with the placement of Sonic. The surveillance camera only recorded the scene of Annette's husband entering the room with the murderer. There was no record of the other party's murder and torture.

In addition, Annette must have been deceived by the seller. There was also something wrong with the camera itself. It was a defective product and only recorded images but no sound. "

"..."x3

Luo An and Michelle's mouths trembled when they heard this. Lacey swallowed her words and asked:

"So, this Sonic is useless?"

"No, its toy function is still there, just ignore its missing right eye."

Mona shook her head and continued to type on the computer keyboard to convert the surveillance footage into the FBI's internal database. She said while operating:

"No kidding. As I said just now, this camera only recorded the scene of Annette's husband entering the room with the murderer. The murderer's face was still very clear in the picture.

The FBI's internal database has found the identity of the other party: Sampson Brooke. "

"Well done, I'll reward you with a secret steak for dinner... provided you don't work overtime tonight."

Luo An patted Mona on the shoulder, looked down at the computer, and asked:

"What's the specific situation of this Sampson?"

Mona rolled her eyes speechlessly, but still transferred Sampson's message to the computer screen:

“An ex-convict, 40 years old, has just been released from prison for four months for armed assault and is currently living in a halfway house.

In the FBI's internal database, several murder cases are related to him, but one lacks key evidence, which is why he has been at large for so long. "

The name of the halfway house sounds very commercial, but in fact its English name is Halfway House. It can be called a "reintegration training center" or a "community correction center". It is a transitional accommodation to improve the ability to adapt to the environment. Community corrections facility.

The operating costs of federal prisons used to guard prisoners are too high, and this is all taxpayers' money, so some prisoners with good behavior will be recognized by the judge and allowed to be paroled.

It may be difficult for paroled prisoners to integrate into society, or they may have nowhere to go or a house to live in, so transitional institutions and government public housing that require social training are needed to accommodate them.

Halfway houses provide necessary accommodation and food for such a specific population, protect their necessary privacy, help develop plans for reintegration into society, and provide a place where staff can assist with the above issues.

"Come on, Lacey, let's go out again."

After writing down the location of Sampson's halfway house, Luo An glanced at the time displayed on the computer and Sampson, a middle-aged white man with short hair. He patted Lacey on the arm and walked to the equipment room:

"If we move faster, maybe we won't have to work overtime tonight."

"OK."

Lacey followed Luo An closely and asked as she walked:

"By the way, if I don't work overtime tonight, can I have a share of that secret steak you mentioned?"

"..."

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A halfway house in the North Los Angeles area.

A SWAT troop carrier slowly parked on the side of the road. Luo An and Lacey stepped out of the Special Investigation Team's SUV. After the SWAT team blocked the back door, they walked in through the door of the halfway house.

"Hello, FBI."

The person in charge of this halfway house was a chubby older white woman named Adele. Luo An showed the golden badge to the person and asked:

"Which room is Sampson Brooke in? We have something we want to talk to him about."

"Sampson?"

Adele was stunned for a moment, then got up and left the office, leading Roan and Lacey up the stairs. She asked as she walked:

"What are you looking for Sampson for? He is a very introverted child. He behaves very well on weekdays and is very gentle in dealing with others."

Hearing the other party refer to 40-year-old Sampson as a child, 25-year-old Luo An's mouth twitched.

But thinking about a certain witch in later generations calling the eighty-year-old federal president a child, Luo An still suppressed the complaints in his heart and replied with a smile:

"We came to Sampson this time because he was too introverted and too gentle in taking care of people."

Adele: "?"

Sampson's room was on the second floor. Roan and Lacey were leaning on both sides of the door. Adele followed Lacey's instructions, stood on the side and knocked on the door, saying:

"Sampson, there's a package for you downstairs!"

"Okay, thank you, I'll be down right away!"

After Adele finished speaking, a male voice suddenly sounded in the room.

Lacey pulled Adele behind her, and a few seconds later, as expected, the door was slowly opened from the inside.

Looking at the gradually enlarging door, Lacey's lips raised slightly.

The next second, the door opened suddenly, and the people in the room slammed the door shut. Seeing this, Luo An raised his foot and kicked it forward without hesitation:

"FBI! Open The Door!"

boom! boom! boom!

The moment Luo An rushed into the room, Sampson inside immediately fired three shots at the door. Luo An, who reacted quickly, rolled and successfully avoided it, but Sampson also took this opportunity to hide deep in the room.

"Fu-k! He shoots whenever he meets, what an introvert he is!"

Luo An quickly caught up with the weapon, and Lacey told Adele to leave quickly, followed closely with the pistol, and quickly followed.

Deep in the room is a kitchen with a bathroom. Luo An does not comment on the head of the room designer, because the kitchen window has been removed, and Sampson has climbed out from the second floor along this window.

"SWAT team! The suspect is escaping to the east!"

After taking a look at the street outside, Luo An immediately pressed the communicator to notify the SWAT team to move east to block Sampson. Then he grabbed the iron edge of the window and flipped out, starting to chase Sampson eastward.

"* # %......"

Lacey looked at the window in front of her, her eyelids twitching, she cursed a few times in a low voice and quickly turned out.

Sampson ran away very quickly, and he chose to run on crowded roads. His hands were not very clean while escaping. He not only pulled down trash cans on the roadside, but also pushed passers-by to create obstacles for Luo An who was chasing him.

There were too many pedestrians on the road, and Luo An did not dare to shoot randomly for fear of accidental injury.

However, the obstacles created by Sampson were nothing to him with his quick reaction. While Luo An was dodging left and right, he was quickly pulled between the two of them under Sampson's astonished eyes. distance.

On the other side, the SWAT team was not slow either. They quickly drove to the road Sampson was heading towards. Sampson frowned when he saw this. Before the SWAT team could react, he immediately turned left and entered next door. alley.

Luo An, who was behind Sampson, saw him entering the alley, touched the shock bomb on his lower back, grinned, and followed quickly.

At the same time, Lacey was also running forward quickly on another street at the end of the alley. When she heard the route of Sampson mentioned by Luan in the communicator, she also took out her pistol and turned into the alley.