MTL - Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 68 New Disappearance Case (Please read more! Please recommend!)

  Chapter 68 New Disappearance Case (please read more! Please recommend!)

   Early the next morning, Chevrolet.

  Seeing the good comments on the system page and the newly prescribed three bottles of stamina medicine, the corner of Roan's mouth twitched.

   Silently drank a bottle of stamina potion, and his sore waist instantly became full of energy. Roan hesitated for a moment, and blacklisted this gym.

  Damn my essence and blood, never come again!

   At 7:40, Roan arrived at the parking lot under the Jacobs Federal Building. After parking the Chevrolet, he checked the time and turned to the coffee shop opposite the building to buy a cup of ordinary coffee with sugar and milk.

   "In your previous life, when did milk tea enter the federation?"

Holding coffee and a small bag of breakfast, Roan passed the security check on the first floor of the Jacobs Federal Building, thinking about whether to open a milk tea shop in New York, to get some mysterious oriental culture for the local turtles who drink shabu-shabu every day in the Federation. shock.

  While drinking coffee, he walked slowly to the elevator leading to the fifth floor of the investigation team.

   Just as the elevator door was about to close, a hand suddenly stretched out to stop it.

  The elevator door slowly opened again, and Roan looked up, and it turned out to be Brosen and Matthews, who was full of displeasure.

  Roan knew Matthews' name from William before.

   Seeing the two people who had obviously not slept all night, their eyes were red, and their faces were covered with oil, Luo An was silent for a second, and a warm smile slowly appeared on his face:

   "Good morning, sirs."

  Roan has always been very polite.

  “.”

   Seeing that the person in the elevator was Roan again, after hearing Roan's greeting, Matthews almost spit out the Son of the Beach.

   But seeing the officer next to him, Brosen, walk into the elevator expressionlessly, Matthews hastily swallowed the words that had reached his throat, and followed Brosen into the elevator.

  Roan was standing in the left back corner of the elevator with coffee and breakfast in hand, while Brosen and Matthews were standing on the right side of the elevator door.

   There was no imaginary verbal confrontation, and the elevator quietly arrived at the floor where the investigation team was located.

  The elevator door opened, and Brosen stepped out expressionlessly, without looking at Roan from the beginning to the end, as if this person did not exist at all.

   Matthews cursed something in a low voice when he left the elevator, but he didn't look back at Roan.

  In the corridor, Matthews caught up with Bruosen, looking very unhappy:

   "Sir, this Roan"

"Not urgent."

   Hearing what Matthews said, Brosen was expressionless, but the cold light in his eyes seemed to be able to freeze to death:

   "Wait until he fails to solve the case before doing it."

   Matthews raised the corner of his mouth when he heard this, and sneered again and again: "Okay, sir."

   On the other side, walking to the door of the No. 5 investigation team, he tilted his head and glanced at Bruosen's back. Roan took a sip of his coffee:

  “There is an old saying in the East, a dog that bites does not bark”

  The cold light flickered in his eyes, and Roan silently raised the danger level of Brosen to himself by one level in his heart.

  The opponent's method is nothing more than to add insult to injury.

  But for things like throwing stones into a well, there must be a well.

   "Good morning, Roan."

  Lacey, whose makeup disappeared again, dragged her tired body out of the elevator.

   After saying hello, she snatched the breakfast from Roan's hand, swallowed it in two or three bites, and fell asleep on her desk.

  Roan: "."

   "Good morning, Roan."

  Roan had just sat back at his workstation when Ryder, who was covered in lumps, came over with a bag of breakfast.

   "Good morning, Ryder."

  Roan nodded, replied with a smile, then took the breakfast that Ryder was going to put on the desk, and stuffed it into his mouth in two or three bites.

  Ryder: "???"

   "Good morning, agents, congratulations on another day in your life!"

   With a big belly and carrying a bag of breakfast, August entered the No. 5 investigation team on time, and shouted loudly as soon as he entered the door:

   "Today, the enemy we have to deal with is still the murderer of this serial murder case. Thanks to Detective Luo An for his wonderful analysis yesterday, which helped us rule out some wrong options.

  Now, does any of the agents have anything new? "

   "Yes, sir!"

  Hearing this, William stood up holding a folder and said loudly:

   "Before I got off work yesterday, when I was investigating couples who got married in Little St. Phil's Church three months ago and are currently living in the circle, I accidentally discovered a disappearance that was reported to the New Jersey police yesterday morning."

  In some areas of the United States, if the disappearance time does not exceed 24 hours, it will be classified as a missing incident. The means adopted by the police are only to record and will not investigate.

   If the missing time exceeds 24 hours, the missing event will be upgraded to a missing case.

  But the police will decide whether to open a case for investigation based on the family situation of the missing person, and how many police forces will be dispatched during the investigation.

  Everything program is very American.

"Um?"

   Everyone cheered up, and all turned their attention to William, but William said immediately:

   "The person who reported the disappearance was indeed the husband of the newlyweds, but the missing person was not his wife, but his daughter in high school."

   Hearing this, Augustus frowned:

   "Although it's a little bad to say that, girls in high school don't seem to fit our habit of finding this murderer?"

"really."

  William nodded: "Not only that, this girl was also found by her father last night. The reason for her disappearance was that she sneaked out with her boyfriend to play, so the disappearance was also canceled by the New Jersey police."

  “.”

  Hearing William's words, everyone was a little speechless, but Roan discovered something, and asked in confusion:

   "Is there a follow-up?"

   "Exactly!"

  William handed Roan a "you understand me" look, then picked up another folder from the table, and said:

   "Just now when I turned on the computer, I saw this husband reporting a disappearance to the New Jersey Police Department. The missing person this time was his new wife.

  The time of disappearance According to the husband, it was when he went out to look for his daughter last night. Because the missing time was less than 24 hours, the New Jersey police did not upgrade the disappearance to a missing case, nor did they start an investigation. "

  At this moment, everyone's eyes changed instantly.

  William looked down at the couple's marriage information, and said seriously: "The couple got married two and a half months ago."

  He lived near the Little St. Phil Church, in the circle, and was married within three months. The missing person was a married woman, and the missing time was also at night, which met all the conditions of the previous victims.

   Not only that, yesterday it was also speculated that the murderer may continue to commit crimes during this period

   After briefly passing the information in his mind, Roan decisively cast his gaze on Augustus. Augustus nodded, motioned for William to sit down, and asked loudly:

   "Has any of the agents discovered anything new?"

  All the agents shook their heads, Augustus immediately looked at Roan, Roan did not hesitate, and immediately led Ryder and Lacey to the equipment warehouse.

  Gathering the equipment, the three of them got into the SUV of the No. 5 investigation team. Roan stepped on the accelerator, and the car roared out.

  —

   "It's all your fault! If it wasn't for you."

In a small two-story house in a community 2.5 miles southwest of Little St. Phil’s Church, when Roan and the three arrived, the middle-aged Caucasian husband, Qiao Nuo, was standing on the stairs and furious, pointing at a room on the second floor and yelling. .

   bang bang bang—

   "Hello, FBI."

  Pushing open the door of the house that was not closed at all, Roan took out the golden badge of the FBI and showed it to Qiao Nuo, asking with a serious face:

   "Mr. Qiao Nuo, you reported a disappearance to the New Jersey Police Department last night, right?"

   Someone asked the author before about the tax payment of the protagonist after receiving the thank-you money. The author explains here:

   In the United States, the fiscal year is divided according to the natural year. When filing taxes, the tax information of the previous year is reported.

   To put it simply, in 2023, the tax of 2022 will be paid.

   Of course, in the United States, when residents generate income, whether it is wages or stock trading, as long as you have income, the company will first deduct a part of it in proportion, and the company will use it to pay taxes.

   For example, if you earn 100 yuan a month, you only get 95 yuan, and the remaining 5 yuan is used by your company to pay taxes.

Then, when you file your tax return on April 15th every year, you can apply for a tax refund, because most of the time, the company deducts a lot of tax for you, so you may get back 2 yuan for the 5 yuan you are deducted later. .

   Of course, the main content of the author's book is to solve crimes. As the world has said before, it is fictional.

   So don’t be too serious about taxes, everyone. Taxes are certain, but it is set to pay taxes this year if you make money last year, and pay taxes next year if you make money this year. How much tax should be paid on wages and bonuses will be calculated together in the second year.

Otherwise, tax payment in the United States has to be calculated as income (salary + investment + etc.), tax exemption, tax credit, and tax rate. My book is about solving cases, not tax calculation, and the author is not an accountant o(╥ ﹏╥)o

  (end of this chapter)