Hearing Mona's words, as well as Reesi's introduction of Philona and the "Dancer" model agency, and then thinking about the capitalist miracle uncovered earlier... Luo An quickly figured out the true cause of Brent Hughes' death.
Because Brent Hughes' main job was to handle rgers and acquisitions between companies, so quick-buck chasers had set their sights on him.
The mastermind behind the scenes first sent Philona half a month or even longer ago to get close to Brent Hughes.
Having been divorced for a long ti, Brent Hughes fell easily to the temptation of the beautiful model...and issued an invitation to exchange bodily fluids.
But what Philona was really after wasn't Brent Hughes himself, but the files on his computer.
So after the act, as Brent Hughes fell soundly asleep, Philona slipped a virus into his laptop in the early hours.
The main program of the virus was designed to scan the computer for keywords in docunts and other information, and then send the content out by email; thus the mastermind quickly learned the inside information of a certain Wall Street company.
Ard with insider information, the mastermind decisively set up a new shell company, the SDAM company.
Then SDAM spent twenty million US Dollars to purchase the stock of that company.
The next day, SDAM successfully flipped the stock for forty-two million US Dollars.
Earning a clean twenty million US Dollars overnight, no robbery could have been so quick.
But Brent Hughes, who had worked on Wall Street for so long, noticed sothing was off with this transaction.
Imdiately, Brent Hughes sought a computer expert to inspect his own computer and successfully found the virus.
Thinking back on whom he had been in contact with recently, Brent Hughes instantly figured out Philona was behind it and imdiately contacted Attorney Wells of the Securities and Exchange Commission.
The mastermind, who had been monitoring Brent Hughes, learned of this and imdiately ordered a hit on Brent Hughes, literally blowing his brains out...
Realizing this, Luo An didn't hesitate and quickly had Led go to arrest Yuna Ramirez from the "Dancer" model agency.
Once Luo An confird that Led had taken the equipnt and started the operation, he continued to ask over the phone:
"Mona, where is Philona now?"
In the whole case, Yuna Ramirez was responsible for remote controlling Kemite to buy and sell stocks, while Philona was the operative who got close to and handled things on Brent Hughes' end.
Therefore, there was a high chance that both of them knew the real identity of the mastermind behind the scenes.
Hearing Luo An's question, Mona at the investigation team's office No. 5 imdiately started typing on her keyboard.
After a mont, a sowhat strange voice ca through the phone from Mona:
"Umm, my display shows that Philona is currently inside the NYPD police station."
Hearing this, Luo An and Reesi were both taken aback.
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NYPD Police Station.
When Luo An and Reesi arrived, a shapely, good-looking Caucasian woman was in a heated and anxious argunt with a policewoman in the station.
"Hey, Reesi!"
"Why are you here?"
As soon as they stepped into the station, before Luo An could react, several Caucasian female officers' eyes lit up as they briskly approached Reesi.
While asking Reesi about her reasons for coming, two of the female officers, unfazed by the presence of their peers, planted a few kisses on Reesi's face.
"..."
Seeing Reesi remain so composed and seemingly in control while facing so many "admirers," Luo An was speechless and his eyes narrowed slightly.
For knowledge unknown to him, Luo An never minded learning more.
Who knows when it might co in handy in the future? It's always good to be prepared.
"Cough cough."
After chatting briefly with a few policewon, Reesi tilted her head to indicate the one making a commotion and whispered:
"What's going on over there?"
"That female model ca to report her sister missing, saying she's in danger now and wants us to help find her imdiately."
A female police officer with a few freckles on her face wrapped her arms around Reesi's waist and whispered in explanation:
"But according to the information provided by the model, we haven't found the sister she ntioned. She simply doesn't exist, so of course there's no way we could help her look for her..."
Reesi frowned and turned her gaze to Luo An.
Luo An, who had also heard the news, remained impassive. Just as he was about to speak, his phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
He stepped aside to answer the phone after pulling it out, and imdiately heard the serious tone of the voice on the other end:
"Luo An, bad news. Yuna Ramirez is dead."
According to the description given by the caller, when he arrived at Yuna Ramirez's house with a few SWAT team mbers, they found Yuna Ramirez's body in the kitchen.
The state of the body was a gunshot to the side of the brain, dead on the spot, exactly like Brent Hughes's death.
The exact ti of death was unknown, but it seed to be recent from a rough look, and the caller had already called the trace examination departnt to go check.
"Thank you for your hard work."
After listening to the caller's narrative, Luo An nodded solemnly with a gloomy expression, had a brief conversation, and then hung up the phone.
Seeing Luo An's grim face, Reesi quickly approached and asked quietly:
"What happened?"
Hearing the ssage just delivered by the caller from Luo An's mouth, Reesi's face also turned ugly in an instant.
The speed of the behind-the-scenes mastermind silencing people was faster than she had imagined.
But Luo An was not panicked, for there was still a witness at hand.
Approaching the female model not far away, Luo An pulled out a golden badge and said sternly:
"FBI, we need to talk to you."
"FBI?"
Hearing Luo An's voice, the model Philona, who was arguing with the policewoman with a face full of anger, was first taken aback, and then a flash of panic swept through her eyes.
But years of modeling experience still allowed Philona to react, and she quickly maintained her composure, tilting her head and asking with an air of confusion:
"What do you want with ?"
Luo An was direct and simply conveyed the news of Brent Hughes's death.
"What did you say?"
Upon hearing this, Philona imdiately covered her mouth and cried out in shock, her face turning into a frenzy of panic.
Luo An observed Philona's reactions closely and saw that her response did not seem feigned. A myriad of thoughts flashed through his mind, but he continued to speak emotionlessly:
"We've found a connection between Brent Hughes's death and you. Please co with us now."
"No!"
Philona shook her head vigorously, firmly refusing:
"My sister is missing! She's in danger right now! You must find her, or I'm not going anywhere!"
"Are you sure?"
Luo An narrowed his eyes slightly and continued:
"Yuna Ramirez is dead too, just now."
"..."
Hearing Luo An's words, Philona froze completely, a look of terror appearing in her eyes.
After a mont of silence, Philona looked up and set her gaze on Luo An, her face deathly pale as she said:
"The FBI must help find my sister, otherwise I absolutely won't leave the NYPD precinct."
Upon hearing her words, Luo An's expression did not change, but a hint of doubt flickered in his heart.
He had a speculation just now – that Philona had invented a sister to take refuge at the police station out of fear of being silenced.
But now this speculation could be thrown in the trash. The sister Philona spoke of seed to involve a hidden story.
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