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Legendary FBI Detective

Roan transmigrated as an FBI investigator. Several years later, a journalist interviewed the world-renowned detective Roan Greenwood and asked, "What made you persist in solving cases for so many years?" Roan tilted his head and glanced at the sports car beside him, the villa behind him, and the beautiful woman inside the villa. He smiled slightly and said, "Well, the bonus after solving the case." "What?"

Two Glaring Eyes · Urban
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40 Chs

New Case

Redakteur: EndlessFantasy Translation

After introducing the general situation of the two cases, Augustus patted the whiteboard beside him with a serious expression.

"The serial murder case spans too long and is not easy to solve, so we put it at the back. The rich woman was kidnapped this morning. The 24 hours of when a disappearance happens is the golden time to rescue the kidnapped. We must find her and rescue her today."

According to the usual procedure, the next step would be for the team leader to assign investigation tasks to everyone, and then…Augustus looked at Roan and asked in a deep voice, "Roan, what do you think?"

"..."

Roan was a little speechless. However, when he remembered that rich victims like these would usually give a large sum of money to the agent who rescued them, Roan did not hesitate.

He pointed at the identity information in the folder and said, "The kidnapped Sabrina Cade is a young wealthy woman. After her parents died, she inherited a total of 30 million dollars. This money is enough to make people harbor evil thoughts. If something happens to one of the husband and wife, the other will definitely be involved. Therefore, I suggest that we go to the crime scene immediately. Not only do we have to monitor the scene, but we also have to interrogate her husband, Darren, carefully."

"Okay."

Augustus nodded. He was very satisfied with Roan's analysis, so he assigned tasks to everyone and said, "Roan, Lacey, you two go to the crime scene now. Mona, you're in charge of checking Darren's work status on the computer. As for the others, you are to wait in the office for Roan's information at any time."

Augustus glanced at Ryder, who was waiting for orders. After a moment of silence, he said in a low voice, "Ryder, go and contact the New Jersey-based police for the serial murders. Get more information and act like you're solving the case."

"Yes, Sir."

Roan was speechless.

What did he mean by putting on an act?

Everyone started to get busy. Just as Roan and Lacey were about to set off for the crime scene, Augustus suddenly called him to his office. After the two of them sat down, Augustus said, "Roan, this kidnapping case is very important to you."

Roan nodded. This rich woman was very rich. He would definitely get a lot of gratitude money if he rescued her. It was indeed very important.

Augustus continued, "You're the first intern to become an official agent. Many people are jealous of you, but they can't say it because you caught the shooter with Mona."

Roan raised his head and understood what Augustus meant.

"No. 1's team leader, Bronson, has gone to the Washington headquarters to attend a training meeting. He has been the leader of the investigation team for so many years. Although he won't be my direct superior, the superiors of other departments are still superiors."

Augustus took a sip of coffee and continued, "Fisher who you beat up the day before yesterday is Bronson's nephew. He doesn't like you now."

Upon hearing this, Roan immediately begged for protection. "Sir, you have to help me!"

"Of course."

Augustus nodded and smiled. "Don't worry. Bronson will definitely not attack you directly. Veronica is still here."

Roan understood what Augustus meant.

Directly attacking someone else's subordinates was like slapping the face of the people above!

It was just his nephew. It was not worth paying such a huge price.

Thinking of this, Roan relaxed. Augustus continued, "So, you have to do your best in this kidnapping case. It's best if you can solve the case. If you really can't solve the case, don't do anything that doesn't conform to the procedures during the handling of the case."

Roan nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Very good."

Augustus liked smart people like Roan very much. Before Roan left the office, he said, "If you decide that you can't catch the real murderer during the investigation, contact me immediately. I'll transfer Ryder over to take over your case, understand?"

"Alright, thank you, Sir."

Roan suddenly understood. No wonder he asked Ryder to handle the serial murder case. It was a backup plan!

At the thought of this, Roan saw a change in Augustus' gaze. As expected of an administrative staff of the Criminal Investigation Division. He had many tricks up his sleeve.

In the office, he picked up his iPhone and called Mona. After confirming that there was no problem with the remote communication method, Roan and Lacey nodded and went to the equipment warehouse together.

Just like Mona, Lacey, who had a bulletproof vest and a Glock 19, looked at Roan with a dumbfounded expression.

Combat uniform, tactical helmet, vest, three smoke grenades, ten stun grenades, two assault pistols, Glock 18s, five pistols with extended magazines...

"Roan."

The corner of Lacey's mouth twitched, and she said in disbelief, "We're only going to investigate a kidnapping case, not a battlefield."

Roan nodded. "Of course not on the battlefield. If I were on the battlefield, would I only take a pistol and not a rifle?""

"..."

" Ok, let's go."

After tidying up the equipment, Roan strode out of the equipment warehouse. "The city of New York is not safe. I have always lacked a sense of security."

"..."

...

In a villa in Greenwich...

Seeing the fully armed Roan, the Greenwich police officer in charge of protecting the scene in the villa was a little stunned. However, under Lacey's urging, he quickly came back to his senses and led the two of them into the crime scene.

"The kitchen door was forcefully pried open, and the door frame was severely damaged."

A balding middle-aged white policeman walked into the kitchen and pointed to the floor as he introduced the scene to Roan and Lacey.

"There is a pool of blood at the door, but there isn't much blood. It doesn't seem to be fatal."

Roan bent down and squatted on the kitchen floor. He looked at the pool of blood on the floor that was two palms wide, then turned to look at the dining table. He noticed an inconspicuous friction mark at the foot of the dining table. He got up and said to Lacey and the police,

"The victim should have been hit in the head from behind and fainted on the spot. When the murderer moved the victim, the victim's shoes accidentally scraped the dining table."

The police officer was speechless.

He could see so many things at a glance?

Lacey looked down at the foot of the dining table and did not say anything. Seeing this, Roan tilted his head and asked the police, "The owner of this house is so rich. Didn't they install any surveillance or security systems?"

The bald policeman shrugged and said with a hint of envy, "They just bought this house in Greenwich this week. They're going to spend their wedding anniversary here, so they haven't had time to install those things yet. According to the couple's friends, they had a very good relationship. Although they did not have children, they would spend their wedding anniversary honeymoon somewhere in the world every year."

Upon hearing this, Roan fell silent for a moment before asking in a low voice, "Mr. Policeman, may I ask how much this villa costs?"

The bald policeman glanced at Luo An and saw the same envy in his eyes. He shrugged and said in a low voice, "The villa next door is listed for eight million dollars."

"Damn!"

Roan cursed in a low voice. His evaluation of the price of the kidnapped person increased by two points.

"I have to get more gratitude money later."

Hearing the door of the villa open and a car drive in, Roan and Lacey walked over, ready to interrogate Darren, the husband of the missing person.

In the villa's study, both parties sat down.

"Please briefly describe the situation today, Mr. Darren."

Lacey took out a small notebook and prepared to record it, while Roan sat at the side and carefully observed Darren's performance when he spoke.

Darren was a middle-aged white man who was neatly dressed and looked honest but high-spirited. When he heard what Lacey said, he immediately said, "I came back around 6.00 AM. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Sabrina's shoes and handbag at the entrance. She usually wouldn't leave her handbag at the door. I felt that something was wrong. When I walked into the dining area and saw the pool of blood, I immediately called the police."

"Ok."

Lacey wrote something down in her notebook, then raised her head and asked, "The police said that you were at home last night but went on a business trip. May I ask where you were on a business trip and which hotel you stayed at?"

"What do you mean?"

Darren's face darkened when he heard what Lacey said. "You think I did this?"