MTL - Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 114 strangle marks

  Chapter 114 Stretch marks

   "That's right, and there is more than one place where the other party has tampered with."

  Hearing what Mona said, Roan nodded, and then pulled out the seat belt on the driver's seat:

   "Someone tampered with here too."

  Mona looked at the somewhat damaged seat belt, tilted her head in doubt:

   "Can you elaborate?"

   "Evander's car is equipped with a pre-tightening function for the seat belt, that is, when the vehicle collides, the seat belt will be tightened in about 0.1 seconds to protect the safety of the driver."

  Roan showed the preloading device of this car to Mona, and said solemnly:

   "But obviously, when the car hit the tree, it wasn't doing its job."

  After listening to Roan's narration, Mona was silent for a few seconds, and swallowed slowly.

  —

  The office area of ​​the No. 5 investigation team.

   "Agents gentlemen and ladies, we have bad news!"

  Augus with a big belly was holding a folder, standing at the front of the office area, and shouted with a serious expression:

  "After the painstaking investigation of Detectives Luo An and Detective Mona, it can now be confirmed that this car accident was not an accident! It was a complicated murder case designed as an accident!

  I want to know, who would set up such a complicated situation in order to kill an ordinary photojournalist?

   Now, everyone, get moving, dig deep into Evander's life experience for me, and call out everything he has done! "

   Having said that, August paused, and turned his gaze to Mona:

   "The guy who stole Evander's laptop, have you found out his identity?"

"not yet."

  Mona shook her head: "The opponent is very skilled, and seems to know the layout of the cameras and how to avoid them."

   "Now put this man who stole as the number one suspect."

  Augus frowned when he heard this, and then turned his gaze to Roan, who was sitting at his desk and looking down at the information:

   "Roan, what do you think?"

   "The process of Evander's car accident is a bit strange."

  Hearing Augustus calling himself, Roan raised his head, held up the information in his hand and said:

   "I don't quite understand how the murderer ensured that Evander's car went wrong on the road in the woods and crashed into a big tree.

  So, I suggest to investigate the first person who called the police next. According to the information, their car has been following Evander's car, and they witnessed the whole process of the car accident.

  I think they may have seen some clues that were ignored by NYPD. "

"very good!"

  After listening to Roan's words, the word satisfaction was written all over August's **** face.

  Roan can always find clues and ideas, and he is indeed the talent he likes.

  Augus waved his hand, indicating that Roan has the final say on the direction of the next specific investigation.

   But in the end, Augustus said to Roan with a serious face:

   "The enemy this time is not simple. At critical moments, you must pay attention to safety. The most important thing is to protect yourself."

   "Okay, sir."

  Roan grinned when he heard this.

  When I walked into the equipment warehouse, I took a few more bombs than before.

   Lacey who went on missions with him: "..."

  —

  The SUV soon arrived at the outskirts of the community where the person who reported the accident lived.

   "According to the information, the reporter is a couple. The husband is an engineer and the wife is a teacher."

   Lacey flipped through the information in her hand, and said indifferently:

   "It looks like an ordinary middle-class family. It should just happen to run into this car accident."

"hope so."

  Hearing Lacey's words, Roan replied casually, carefully checked the equipment on his body, and after confirming that the plate armor + shock bombs + two Glock 18+ extended magazines were all right, he opened the door and got out of the car.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

   "Hello! Is anyone home?"

   Lacey stepped forward and patted the door of the house hard.

   Waiting for a few seconds, footsteps came, and a male voice came from the room:

"who are you?"

   "FBI!"

   Lacey took out the golden badge and showed it to the other party:

   "We have something to ask."

  Seeing the golden badge, the door opened a few seconds later, and a middle-aged Caucasian male with red eyes appeared in front of Roan and Lacey.

"Feel sorry."

  The male owner of the house, Chance, hurriedly invited the two into the living room, first poured a glass of water for Roan and Lacey, and then pushed the books on the table aside.

  Finally, he sat on the sofa, rubbed his hands, looked at Roan and Lacey, and asked loudly:

   "Excuse me, what can you do for me?"

  Seeing the other party walking around the house wearing leather shoes and a work shirt, and accidentally showing brand-new strangle marks on his wrist, Roan frowned suddenly.

   "Don't be nervous, Mr. Chance."

   Lacey frowned, and then asked in a gentle voice:

   "We are here this time to ask you some details about the car accident that you reported to the police last night, OK?"

"no problem!"

  Hearing Lacey's words, Chance nodded hurriedly, and then forced a smile:

   "What details do you want to ask?"

   Lacey was about to speak when Roan suddenly reached out his hand to stop her.

   Under Lacey's puzzled eyes, Roan asked loudly:

   "Excuse me, Mr. Chance, what did you two do last night? Why did you come home so late?"

   On the other side, Roan took out a piece of paper from the book next to him, picked up a pen to write, and then showed it to Chance.

  Unknown why, Lacey glanced at Roan, and then turned her gaze to the paper.

  I saw that it was written on the paper:

   "Mr. Chance, please answer my question normally without changing your tone.

  At the same time, if your wife is being coerced, please put your hands together, we will do our best to rescue her. "

  After reading the text written by Roan, Lacey's pupils constricted instantly, and she subconsciously reached for the pistol at her waist.

   Chance also had a pupil quake, looking at Roan in shock.

  Seeing Roan shaking the paper impatiently, Qian Si, who finally came to his senses, put his palms together, nodded frantically and pointed to the upstairs bedroom, and said tremblingly:

   "My husband and I went to a concert last night, so we got home late..."

   Chance's answer Lacey no longer cares, she is very shocked now, and really wants to ask Roan how he found out.

   But it is important to save people at critical moments, so Lacey took out her pistol and looked at Roan, asking silently:

   What to do next?

  At this time, Roan's face was very solemn. After thinking for a few seconds, he continued to ask Chance questions while writing on the paper:

   "Call for backup. Keep asking questions. Don't show off. I'll find my way upstairs."

  Seeing Roan's text, Lacey took a deep breath and nodded heavily, then turned her head and began to comfort Mr. Chance, writing to make the other party's voice sound more normal, and continued to ask him questions.

  At the same time, Lacey also took out her mobile phone and sent a text message, briefly explaining the current situation and calling for support.

  On the other side, Roan, who was fully armed, looked dignified, holding a Glock 18, slowly stepped up the stairs in a fighting posture, and successfully entered the second floor of the house without making the slightest sound.

  There are three bedrooms on the second floor of the house, of which only the door of the master bedroom is closed.

   Coupled with the fact that Mr. Chance said just now that his wife was in the master bedroom, Roan immediately moved a little bit to the door of the master bedroom.

  Standing at the door of the bedroom, two breathing sounds faintly entered Roan's ears from the room.

  Seeing this, Roan hooked his mouth, and slowly took out a shock bomb from his pocket.

   But the next second...

boom!

  Clah—

   Just as Roan took a deep breath and was about to act, there was a loud noise in the master bedroom, followed by the sound of glass breaking.

   "Fuck!"

  Hearing this voice, Roan cursed in a low voice, kicked open the bedroom door and rushed in.

  (end of this chapter)