Legendary FBI Detective

"Female reporter?"

The words coming from the phone made Luo An frown slightly.

It wasn't because the jealousy in Mona's tone was strong, he could smell it even from this far away.

But Luo An has rarely had contact with the media for such a long time, and he can count the times on two hands.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind. Luo An waved his hand and motioned for Ryder to take someone to deal with the washing machine. He walked aside and asked:

"What's the name of that female reporter? Which media company is she from?"

In the office area, Mona glanced at the beautiful woman sitting on a chair in the rest area not far away. She had a graceful figure and exuded intelligence. She rolled her eyes calmly and said:

"She said her name was Louise, from [The New York Times]"

"Louise?"

Luo An narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Her name isn't Lois Lane, right? Superman's girlfriend?"

"You've read too many comics. This female reporter's surname is Hernandez, and her full name is Louise Hernandez."

Mona was speechless and then asked:

"When will you come back?"

"The operation is not completely over, and we won't be able to go back for a while."

Luo An said without any nonsense:

"I won't accept an interview. Please help me reject that female reporter."

"OK."

After a brief chat, the two of them hung up the phone together. Mona put down the phone with a slight smile on her face, coughed slightly and instantly turned expressionless, turned around and walked to the rest area, her tone was neither cold nor indifferent:

"Sorry, Miss Louise, our investigation team is handling a case. For reasons such as caution, Team Leader Greenwood cannot be interviewed for the time being."

Female reporter Louise raised her eyebrows, put down her coffee cup and stood up. She looked at Mona in front of her and asked with a smile:

"So, when will Leader Greenwood have time?"

Looking at the woman in front of her with a standard fox face and a chest that was slightly larger than her own, alarm bells rang in Mona's mind.

But the expression on her face did not change, and Mona replied quietly:

"Sorry, I can't answer this question.

Leader Greenwood will contact you when he has time. "

"OK."

Female reporter Louise chuckled, took out a business card from her handbag and handed it to Mona, and then left the office.

Looking at the pale gold business card in her hand, with black name, occupation and other information printed on it, and a light smell of perfume, Mona snorted coldly and returned to her seat.

Mona felt a little uncomfortable, but she was a measured woman. She didn't throw the business card into the trash can, but just pressed it under the coffee pot next to her.

At the same time, in a distant villa, several agents from the Trace Inspection Section were removing the washing machine from under the kitchen cabinet. The kitchen floor was filled with parts.

Soon, the washing machine was taken out from under the cabinet by the agents from the Trace Inspection Section. Ryder looked at the large object in front of him and looked at Luo An speechlessly:

"The SUV we drove here doesn't have room to pull it. Do you want to call a tow truck?"

"No, the washing machine is not important."

Luo An chuckled, and under Ryder's doubtful gaze, he walked to the back of the drum washing machine in front of him, took a screwdriver from the hand of the trace inspection department agent, and quickly opened the filter of the washing machine.

Wearing gloves, he put the dark stuff in the filter into an evidence bag, and then put the filter itself into another evidence bag. Luo An returned the screwdriver to the agent from the Trace Inspection Section and grinned at Ryder:

"These are the most important pieces of evidence."

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The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning, there was an interrogation room in an office in New York.

The interrogation room this time was different from the past. Apart from Roan and Chenelle on both sides of the interrogation table, the suspect Adern Crane, who was captured by Lacey last night, sat on the chair opposite.

Sitting next to him was a white man in a suit and tie, with eyes in his fifties, who was the lawyer that Adern Crane hired for himself.

"Hello, Lawyer Martin."

Luo An stretched out his hand towards the lawyer opposite and said with a smile:

"I didn't expect to see you here."

Luo An met this lawyer Martin in the past when he was taken by Veranith to attend dinners held by some high-level political figures.

The other party has been working in the legal industry for decades and has excellent experience, connections, and abilities. He is a guest of many wealthy people and politicians.

Luo An had met the opponent before but was not familiar with him. Unexpectedly, Edwin Crane actually found him.

"Hello, Captain Greenwood."

Looking at Luo An's hand reaching out to him, Lawyer Martin did not reach out to shake it. He just sat on the chair and nodded calmly, and then said directly:

"In this trial, as Mr. Edwin Crane's attorney, I have the right to answer some questions for him.

At the same time, we can also refuse to answer some questions. "

"certainly."

The other party didn't shake his hand, so Luo An smiled and didn't care.

Sitting back on the chair, he signaled Chenille to start preparing the record. Then Luoan opened the folder in his hand, first placed the twelve victims' photos in front of Adern Crane, and asked:

"Mr. Crane, do you know these women?"

After taking a look at the photo, Adern Crane's eyes moved slightly and he did not answer immediately. Instead, he looked at Lawyer Martin next to him.

Lawyer Martin coughed lightly and said:

"My client has the right to refuse to answer that question."

Chenelle frowned, and Luo An, who had been staring at Adern Crane, chuckled, took out a few pieces of paper from the folder, and put them on the interrogation table:

"This is the car whereabout record of Aubrey Crane, Mr. Crane's wife, that my detectives found last night.

Records show that at 9 pm on February 28, the car left the villa where you lived and went to a certain street on the west side of Long Island.

The car stopped near the street for forty minutes and then headed to a highway on the side of Long Island, New York.

Mr. Crane, were you the driver that night? "

Crane looked at the lawyer. Lawyer Martin whispered a few words in his ear. Crane nodded and replied:

"it's me."

Luo An then asked:

"What were you driving for?"

Edn Crane spread his hands:

"Go and do some personal business."

"Please elaborate."

"Excuse me, Captain Greenwood."

Martin interrupted Luo An's question again:

"My client has the right to refuse to answer your questions."

Luo An raised his eyebrows and leaned back:

"This is no fun, Attorney Martin."

"It's not about whether it's interesting or not."

Lawyer Martin chuckled:

"This is federal law, and federal law sets out the powers that my client has."

Luo An asked back:

"Federal law also makes it a felony to deceive a federal agent."

"My client did not deceive federal agents."

Lawyer Martin said calmly:

"We are just legally refusing to answer some questions to protect my client's privacy."

"OK, I respect federal law."

Luo An put down the folder and asked:

"So, what questions can Mr. Crane answer? Attorney Martin, please make a list for me."

"Sorry, this is not my responsibility."

In the interrogation room, Lawyer Luo An and Martin were engaged in a heated exchange of words. Crane next to him was stunned for a moment, not knowing who the person being interrogated was.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door in the interrogation room. Mona opened the door and walked in. She gave Adern Crane a cold look and handed a black document to Luo An.

Opening the file, the smile on Luo An's face became brighter and brighter. He turned his eyes to Adern Crane and asked:

"Mr. Crane, you really opened my eyes."