Special Investigation Team, office area.
The middle-aged white man who appeared on the computer is nad Lawrence; he was the SWAT captain standing with Potante Byrne, answering questions during the previous independent factory operation.
Lawrence has been working in SWAT for nearly a decade. He is experienced and capable, and his colleagues think very highly of him. They all say that he is helpful and that he's the kind of teammate you can trust with your back.
After pondering for a mont, Luo An said:
"Mona, check those two guys who are good at making booby traps and chanical structures, see if they have any connection with Lawrence."
"OK."
Mona nodded, just about to investigate that case, when nearby Michelle suddenly spoke up:
"No need."
"Huh?"
Both Luo An and Mona stopped their actions and looked at her. Michelle quickly walked out of the group leader's office, then swiftly ca back, handing Luo An a folder:
"I went over the two criminals who could make chanical structures in detail after coming back from the Trace Examination Departnt.
There's no connection between the suspect in prison and Lawrence.
But that guy who died in a car accident two years ago, his last cri was captured by Lawrence leading his n."
The folder provided by Michelle showed that the suspect was making a chanical structure, preparing to commit a cri, and was then cornered at ho by Lawrence and his SWAT team.
Afterwards, that chanical structure was taken away by SWAT for a short period before being handed over to the Trace Examination Departnt.
"Luo An, I found sothing."
Just then, Mona suddenly called Luo An and Michelle over, pointing at her computer and saying:
"On the night when Group Leader Owen was killed, the internal operation records of SWAT showed that Lawrence and one of his subordinates went out to carry out a certain mission.
The mission content is confidential; I couldn't find out, but the ti of the mission was not far from the ti of Group Leader Owen's death.
Additionally…"
Mona tapped on the keyboard rapidly, pulling up a spending record:
"One of Lawrence's team mbers bought a pair of sports shoes the sa model as yours."
This indicates that the person in black seen in the surveillance is most likely Lawrence.
This Lawrence, who is agile, might also be the sa person who previously sneaked into Luo An's house to deliver a gift.
"Tsk tsk tsk…"
Tossing the folder aside, Luo An smacked his tongue and laughed:
"Using an experienced SWAT captain to fra , that's really going big."
However, upon reflection, Luo An thought this was actually a good thing.
Using a SWAT captain for the task implies that the person at the captain's level is soone the mastermind behind the scenes trusts. Lawrence must have had face-to-face contact with the mastermind.
The number of people involved in stealing money from the fund, a confidential matter, couldn't be too many.
Being able to contact Lawrence ant the circle of suspects had significantly narrowed.
This was also why Luo An was not in a rush to start investigating from those ten executives:
Executives wouldn't get their hands dirty. They have more ti to deal with small details about themselves and strive to be perfect without a single flaw.
Looking for breakthroughs from them is undoubtedly very difficult.
Those at the bottom who really carry out the orders are definitely easier to get clues from than the high-ups.
The only challenge is how to get these bottom-level order executors to confess or, in other words, how to closely link these bottom-layer individuals with the high-level ones through clues.
How to do this, Luo An is not in a hurry; he already has so strategies in mind.
Glancing up at the clock not too far away, it was now 6:15 PM. Luo An didn't hesitate any longer, saying:
"Michelle, later you and Mona stay in the Special Investigation Team area.
Apart from my orders, do not agree to anyone asking you to leave the office area or to soone who wants to enter it, got it?"
"Understood."
Michelle imdiately agreed, while Mona frowned, realizing so problems:
"Luo An, are you planning to act alone from now on?"
"Hmm."
Luo An nodded; he had the system and the potions. Even if he encountered enemies, he was confident in defeating them or escaping.
But if he were to bring others with him, his confidence would likely split, with them being...well, the other being eight out of ten.
"But..."
Mona was still worried. When she was about to say sothing, Luo An walked over to her and whispered:
"Mona, trust .
Also, you must stay with the Special Investigation Team this ti. I need your help with so things..."
Hearing Luo An's words whispered into her ear, Mona was first stunned, then pondered and nodded:
"No problem, leave it to ."
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Half an hour passed, and everything was ready. Luo An called Reesi to confirm that she was hiding well and briefly explained a few things. Then, he walked into the equipnt room and left the Special Investigation Team.
Driving an SUV away from the Los Angeles Branch of the FBI, Luo An circled around the roads for a while. Through the rearview mirror, he saw a familiar car, grinned, and floored the accelerator. The SUV dashed forward like lightning.
Captain Lawrence's ho was in West Los Angeles. Luo An parked the SUV by the side of the road, checked his equipnt briefly, and walked up to knock on the apartnt door.
Soon, a middle-aged Caucasian man of roughly Luo An's height, with brown eyes and a hawk-nose, opened the door.
"Good evening! Deputy Group Leader Greenwood!"
Seeing Luo An, a flicker of imperceptible coldness flashed in Lawrence's eyes, but his face showed a warm smile. While reaching out his hand to Luo An, he asked:
"What brings you here?"
Luo An stretched out his hand and shook with him, smiling:
"Just a small issue I'd like to ask for so clues about. May I co in to talk?"
Lawrence quickly stepped aside and stretched out his hand towards the room:
"Of course, please co in!"
"Thank you."
Luo An entered the apartnt with a smile, and Lawrence, behind him, quietly locked the door without making a sound.
Lawrence's ho was a common two-story apartnt seen in Los Angeles City, with a small living room on the first floor and rooms such as the kitchen.
As Luo An entered the living room, he saw soone he didn't expect:
Hunter Anderson.
Seeing Luo An, Hunter quickly got up from the couch and reached out:
"Good evening, Deputy Group Leader Greenwood."
"Good evening."
Luo An glanced at the wine glasses on the table, smiled, and shook hands with him. Then casually asked:
"What brings you here? Sharing a heart-to-heart with Captain Lawrence? Is my timing off?"
"Don't joke, Deputy Group Leader Greenwood, we only like won.
Hunter is here to discuss so minor work issues he wasn't sure about and have a chat with ."
At this point, Lawrence ca over, explained with a laugh and then picked up a wine glass to pour a drink for Luo An:
"I wonder what Deputy Group Leader Greenwood wants to ask tonight? As long as I know, I definitely won't hold back!"
"Don't be so formal, just call Luo An."
Luo An smiled as he took the wine glass, clinked with Lawrence and Hunter, then sat down on the couch:
"Since Captain Lawrence said so, I won't beat around the bush.
I would like to ask, Captain Lawrence, what were your feelings when you shot and killed Group Leader Owen?"
As soon as the words were spoken, the air in the living room instantly quieted down.
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