Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 830 - 832: The Target Is Dead, Gold Coin

The sudden shouting caused the sounds of battle in the warehouse to gradually come to a halt.

Seeing Winslow, Luo An, and the others cease fire, several men in sportswear quickly moved back together, raising their guns to guard the surroundings.

Noticing one person missing, the leading white man's brow immediately knitted tightly, and he asked in a low voice:

"Carl, what's going on? Where's Evans?"

"He... was blown up by a grenade."

The guy named Carl swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his face full of incredulity, he explained:

"There's a person over there who seems like he has x-ray vision. No matter where we hide, he can find us and throw a grenade. Evans was a step slower, so..."

Upon hearing this, the lead white man instantly glared at Carl:

"There's no such thing as x-ray vision in this world! It must be because you guys were too slow!"

"No, Klaus, I'm really not lying..."

Carl, full of anxiety, wanted to explain. Just as he started, Luo An's voice rang out from not far away:

"Everyone inside, you're surrounded. It's late at night, and everyone wants to get a good rest. How about cooperating, putting down your weapons, and coming out? I promise to prepare a comfortable room for you to rest!"

As soon as Luo An's words fell, Klaus pushed Carl behind him, not bothering to discuss truth from lies, and directly grabbed a young white man, hiding behind him while loudly shouting:

"You just said you were FBI, and since you're FBI, your target ought to be him, right.

Now this guy is in my hands, so there's no need for extra words. Either you let me leave, or you watch me shoot him dead and fail your mission.

Two choices, I'm giving you a thirty-second countdown to consider."

Luo An immediately shouted:

"Wait a minute!"

Klaus sneered:

"No waiting! There's no point in negotiation. You have twenty-five seconds left!"

"No, I just want to ask a question!"

Luo An shook his head and asked loudly:

"Who is that guy in your hand?"

"..."

When the words fell, the factory fell into silence, Klaus's eyelids twitched as he coldly replied:

"Don't use this technique to delay time, it won't work! You have twenty seconds left to consider!"

"I'm not stalling you."

Looking at Klaus, who hid securely behind the young white man, lowering his head to avoid their aim, a flash of insight crossed Luo An's eyes, though his demeanor remained unchanged. Hands spread wide, he said:

"The target we are here to capture is named Campbell Hank, 37 years old this year.

The guy you're threatening seems to be under 35 and doesn't match Campbell's face... So who is this guy? Where's Campbell Hank?"

Upon hearing Luo An's earnest explanation, Klaus's mouth twitched into silence, and behind him, several men in sportswear wore odd expressions.

At this moment, from not far away, Reesi suddenly shouted:

"Group Leader, I found the body of Campbell Hank here!"

Winslow quickly went to check the situation, examined for a few seconds, and solemnly stood up and said:

"Forehead and heart both pierced by bullets, the body is warm, recently deceased." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Winslow's voice was neither too loud nor too soft. Upon hearing it, Luo An frowned and asked solemnly:

"Before we arrived here, you had already shot and killed Campbell Hank?"

The air filled with silence. Carl and several teammates exchanged glances and saw the complex and peculiar expressions on each other's faces.

Their target for this action was not Campbell Hank, so after successfully capturing two people in the factory earlier, Klaus shot him after a brief inquiry.

Yet now Luo An says their actual FBI target was Campbell Hank, which really is...

"Your lie is boring, Agent."

As Carl and his team let their thoughts wander, Klaus, at the forefront, snorted coldly and said:

"I know that your target is actually the guy in my hand, that Campbell is just a lie you made up to delay time and negotiate with me.

I won't repeat what I said before, you now have only twenty seconds to consider!"

"I'm not lying, why do you have zero trust in others."

Luo An spread his hands, Klaus sneered, indicating he would never fall for Luo An's trick.

"Alright, one last question."

As Klaus counted down to ten, Luo An silently placed his right hand behind him, signaling Winslow, Reesi, and then loudly asked:

"You kidnapped him, so why ask us to let you go?"

"?" xN

Hearing this, Carl and the others exchanged bewildered looks, while the surrounding SWAT officers were full of question marks. Even Klaus, hiding behind the young white man, was shocked and opened his eyes wide.

Bam!

Bam! Bam!

The next second, Luo An moved like a ghost to another side, firing three shots without hesitation.

One bullet accurately hit Klaus's gun hand, while the other two bullets more precisely struck Klaus's thigh, causing him to scream in pain and fall backward before even realizing what happened.

As the gunfire rang out, Winslow and Reesi, having received the signal, immediately drew their guns and leaped to Carl and the others, shouting sternly:

"Don't move!"

"Hands up!"

"Put down your weapons! Down!"

The SWAT officers behind them, realizing the situation upon hearing the shouts, quickly rushed in, raising their dark gun barrels and surrounding Carl and his companions entirely.

Surrounded by a group of people, Carl and his companions could only lay down their weapons and, with heads turned to the ground, allowed Winslow and others to handcuff them.

On the ground at the forefront, Klaus's face twisted in fury, his chest heaving, he glared at Luo An and cursed:

"You damned FBI, there's not a word of truth from your mouth! Son of a bi—!"

"What I said was indeed the truth."

Luo An holstered his gun, motioned for the SWAT officers to take him away. Not far away, several SWAT officers looked at Luo An in shock, one officer reacted, with excitement and enthusiasm grabbing his teammate's arm, whispered:

"The rumors about him in the action team are true, Group Leader Luo An is indeed more formidable than New York's emerging Captain Danny! At the very least, in marksmanship, he's multiple times better than that guy!"

"Absolutely agreed!"

As several SWAT officers hurriedly stepped forward to cuff and escort Klaus away, discussing with excitement in low voices, Luo An paid no mind to them. He walked up to the young white man, extended his hand to pull him up from the ground, and asked:

"What is your name?"

When held hostage by Klaus earlier, the young white man remained calm, devoid of fear or panic, quite admirable.

The young white man stared dazedly at Luo An, speechless. Luo An slightly frowned, about to ask again, when the young man's expression drastically changed, eyes rolling back as he fainted.

"?"

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"He's called Anatoli, 29 years old, no criminal record."

The next day, in the special investigation team's office area, Mona looked at the information on the computer and introduced seriously:

"Medical records show that Anatoli suffered severe domestic violence as a child, and tends to freeze up in dangerous situations, becoming immobilized in confusion. He also faints at the sight of blood."

"...Understood."

Luo An, full of helplessness, rubbed his temples. At that moment, Winslow suddenly pushed the door open and walked into the office area, saying:

"Luo An, Campbell had a very secretive safe, besides counterfeit bills, it also contains some strangely shaped ancient gold coins!"