Legendary FBI Detective

In the fast-moving car, Luo An gave Chenier a look and pressed the answer button.

"Roan, it's me, Lacey."

A familiar female voice sounded on the phone, Lacey said:

"Winslow and I found some interesting clues at that car rental agency."

"for example?"

"Like the name Nokwijk-Brag."

In a car in the distance, Lacey looked at the paper in her hand and said:

"When Nokwick-Bragg rented the car, he used the name Luthur Field and identified himself as a wealthy man from Hawaii.

besides……"

"Wait a minute, Lacey."

Looking at the warehouse area that was about to arrive not far away, Luo An interrupted Lacey's words and said:

"You and Winslow first return to the investigation team with clues, and we will discuss it together when we return."

"OK."

Lacey on the other end of the phone immediately nodded in agreement. Roan hung up the phone, walked out of the car with Chenelle, took out the FBI's golden badge, and soon headed to Warehouse 193 under the leadership of the person in charge.

At the door of the warehouse, under Cheniel's nervous gaze, Luo An took out the key, bent down, and inserted the key into the lock.

Click!

With a slight turn, the crisp sound of unlocking sounded. Luo An chuckled. Chenie immediately reached out and gave a thumbs up to Luo An, her eyebrows raised and her eyes lit up.

Wow——

Luo An stood up, and the metal rolling shutter door was suddenly pulled up by him. A complex smell of stagnant air for a long time came out along with the dust.

After taking a few steps back, Luo An and Cheniel waved their hands to blow away the dust, waited for a moment, turned on the flashlights, and walked into the warehouse.

This warehouse is huge, and the first thing you see is a parked orange taxi.

"..."x2

After finding the switch and turning on the lights, Luo An and Chenelle quickly looked away from the taxi and began to carefully search the situation in the warehouse.

There are many and miscellaneous items in the warehouse, including clothes, pants, papers, folding beds, white boards, food, etc.

Roan and Chenier soon realized that this was most likely the place where Nokwick-Brag would stay after leaving home when he was working as an informant, searching for and organizing clues.

"Roan, I found a notebook."

Soon, Chenelle found a hidden book behind a desk. She turned around to look for Luo An and found Luo An sitting in the taxi, flipping through something.

"It's some photos and documents."

Feeling Cheniel approaching, Luo An raised his head with a smile and handed the thing in his hand to her:

"The case Nokwick investigated this time is indeed very interesting."

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At 2:30 p.m., the office area of ​​Investigation Team No. 13.

Luo An walked out of the team leader's office, and Michelle was distributing coffee, cakes and other food to the agents one by one.

After a short rest, everyone finished eating. Luo An picked up a napkin and wiped his hands. He first looked at Mona and Michelle and asked:

"Mona, how's your investigation going?"

"The survey results cannot be said to be perfect, they can only be said to be almost useless."

Mona sighed with helplessness, opened her laptop, and said:

"The surveillance in the hospital was broken. The patient who was supposed to be cremated was replaced by a night watchman, and was sent directly to the cremation site without inspection or cleaning.

There are many problems in the whole process, such as some people did not check the list, did not confirm their identity, etc.

But the patient had no family or friends, and he didn’t pay for the cremation. His cremation was a charity, so many people didn’t even bother to check, and the prescribed procedures were just for show, so..."

"So this matter cannot be investigated further, and there are problems with everyone involved in the entire process."

Luo An nodded and accepted Mona's words:

"In a word, all the fault comes from the temporary worker, right?"

"Yes, that's what the hospital means."

A flash of ridicule flashed in Mona's eyes, and she continued:

"Michelle and I also went to investigate the fired temporary worker. He was very angry and said that he definitely did not remember the wrong number at the time. He also followed the number when pushing the body. He did nothing wrong."

Lacey swallowed the coffee in her mouth, sneered, and said:

"There is a high probability that someone exchanged the numbers of the two corpses without the temporary worker knowing. The temporary worker is just a scapegoat who knows nothing."

Michelle nodded, Mona spread her hands, they had the same idea.

Luo An picked up the whiteboard pen and wrote "hospital" and "temporary workers" on the whiteboard, then looked at Lacey:

"Lacie, Winslow, what clues did you find?"

"First of all, the name. When Nokwick rented the sports car, he used the fake name Luthur Field."

Lacey continued to eat without saying anything. Seeing this, Winslow picked up the folder on the table and introduced:

"We looked up Luthur Field and found out he was a real person in the world, not much different in age than Nokwick."

"Wow."

Cheniel was a little surprised:

"Is Nokwick so brave? Isn't he afraid of having his identity revealed?"

"I'm afraid Nokwick really isn't worried about that."

Winslow took out the information he found and handed it to everyone, explaining:

"Although Luthur Field is a wealthy man, most of his assets are inherited from the previous generation.

He prefers traveling and adventure. The company has been handed over to professional managers, and not many people have actually met him. "

"SIX."

Luo An took the paper and looked at it, then asked:

"Any more?"

"certainly."

Winslow nodded and continued:

"Based on Luthur Field's name, Lacey and I found the hotel where he lived.

During the hotel investigation, we learned that Nokwick had contacted a testing agency and spent a sum of money to have the other party test something. Lacey and I have not yet found out the specific items that were tested. "

"Good."

Luo An nodded with satisfaction, wrote the false identity of "Luthur Field", and the information about "hotel" and "testing agency" on the whiteboard one by one, and finally turned his attention to Chenille.

Chenier nodded, stood up and distributed the document bag she had been holding for a long time to everyone. Luo An stood in front of the whiteboard, posted two photos of a man and a woman, and introduced:

“Everyone, this white man with short blond hair is named Osmond. He is 38 years old and is the owner of a pharmaceutical company.

In the photo next to her, there is a white woman with gold-rimmed glasses, long burgundy hair, and a tougher face named Vivina. She is 40 years old and is the person in charge of the scientific research project of this pharmaceutical company. "

"Pharmaceutical company?"

Michelle looked confused:

"I've never heard of this company's name. What kind of drugs do they mainly develop?"

"A drug for liver cancer has not yet been launched by the company."

Luo An smiled and added:

"The drug has not even started to be sold yet, it is still in the research and development stage."

Lacey suddenly said:

"Is this what Nokwick is investigating? Did the drugs produced by this pharmaceutical company kill people?"

"No."

Luo An shook his head, picked up the photos and documents he found in the taxi, and said:

“Some time ago, Nokvik learned from some sources that the boss of this pharmaceutical company was selling stocks, saying that their products had miraculous effects on liver cancer patients.

Pharmaceutical companies will go public soon. If you buy the stocks now, you will definitely make a lot of money by then.

Many people were skeptical about this, so Osmond took the doubters to their company's internal laboratory. Vivina, the head of the scientific research project, carefully introduced his medicine to them. "

Winslow looked at the document in his hand. It contained a bunch of professional terms that he didn't understand. He simply threw it aside and asked:

"This seems to be just an ordinary share transaction?"

"From a stock touting perspective, that's certainly the case."

Luo An took another document from Chenier's hand and said with a smile:

“But while he was touting his company’s stock, Osmond was doing something else.

He claimed that he had a fund with an annual return rate of 13%-17%. Because he bought stocks of his own pharmaceutical company, Osmond believed that everyone was a friend, so he recommended this fund. "

"17%??!!" x4