Legendary FBI Detective

Chapter 632: Email content, find Adam

 “Email from Salls?”

In the team leader's office, Luo An, who was packing his things, was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Mona, and asked:

 “What is the specific content?”

Mona showed the laptop screen to Luo An and said seriously:

“Sales said he knew about the black man and woman and said it was a misunderstanding.

She has no intention of taking action against you, Luo An. You are the FBI, and it was Luo An’s responsibility to arrest her father Herrick. She can understand that.

As for the black man and woman, they acted without authorization. Salles sincerely apologized in this email and let the FBI deal with them as we please. "

After reading the text in the email, Luo An raised his eyebrows and smiled:

“I didn’t expect Salls to be so humorous.

 The reasons for acting without authorization are all conceivable. "

 “He also told us to deal with it casually.”

Mona closed her laptop, grinned and said disdainfully:

"dislike."

 “No, there’s no need…”

But when sending an email, use your computer skills to write something like "This email contains illegal content and the other party cannot receive it" or similar words at the link of the email. "

 Driving back to the villa, Luo An and Mona cooked some dinner while having fun. After dinner, the two began to sit on the sofa and watch TV to rest.

“Keep the content intact and don’t change a single punctuation mark.

 “I haven’t thought of it yet.”

"The man and woman have been caught. It's up to us to decide how to deal with it."

　　　…”

Luo An shook his head. Mona turned around and was about to leave after hearing the words. The next second, Luo An's eyes suddenly moved slightly. He reached out and took Mona's arm and said:

“No, it’s better to reply to her email.”

After lightly patting Luo An's arm, Mona walked out of the team leader's office with a smile and began to prepare to send the email.

 But as a woman who rose to prominence in a short period of time and grabbed a large piece of cake in the underground arms market, would she be afraid of herself?

Luo An put his chin on his hand and thought seriously. He had not yet felt that his reputation had reached such a high level.

Mona was stunned for a moment but nodded, then opened her notebook and asked:

Luo An continued to pack his things, and the time soon reached the end of the day. There was no nonsense and no overtime. Everyone in the No. 13 Investigation Team immediately left the headquarters building and went back to their homes.

Luo An chuckled and asked:

"How do you like it?"

Mona tilted her head, thought for a while, and asked:

Luo An thought for a while and said:

Mona twitched the corner of her mouth, then rolled her eyes at Luo An and said speechlessly:

 “You are so bad.”

The two chatted briefly, and Mona asked with some confusion:

“What does Salls mean by sending this email?”

 “Where’s the reply content?”

Luo An shook his head. Judging from the content alone, this was just an ordinary letter of apology. The words were even a bit humble, giving the impression that Salles was afraid that Luo An would take revenge and arrest her.

 “Shall we send her an email back?”

In the middle of the sofa, Mona is holding a pillow in her arms, snacks in her left hand, and a remote control in her right hand, responsible for controlling TV programs.

Luo An sat next to her, holding another bag of snacks and silently putting them into his mouth, looking at the computer with a somewhat distracted look.

Suddenly, Luo An reached out and patted Mona's arm and said:

 “Give me your phone.”

"oh."

Mona found her mobile phone and gave it to Luo An, and asked casually:

 “What do you want to do?”

"Make a call."

Getting up and kissing Mona on the forehead, Luo An took her mobile phone and walked to the kitchen not far away, found a number and dialed it.

The phone was quickly connected, and a somewhat happy elderly male voice sounded:

 “Good evening! Mona, why did you call me today?”

"It's not Mona, it's me, Roan." Roan asked casually. The man on the other end of the phone was Mona's father, Javari Evans.

　　　…”

Hearing Luo An’s voice, the voice on the phone paused for a moment, and then the enthusiasm in his tone dissipated by half, and he asked:

"What's wrong? Why did you call me on Mona's cell phone?"

Luo An was already used to Jawali’s change of tone, so he selectively ignored it and said directly:

 “I need your help. (I need your help)”

Jawali: “…”

Not long after, Luo An left the kitchen and returned to the sofa to return the phone to Mona. Mona asked in confusion:

“I thought I heard you called my father just now. Why are you looking for him?”

Luo An smiled, snatched the snacks from Mona’s hand, and replied:

 “Just a little thing, let him help me check something.”

 “Is it related to Sarles?”

"almost."

Mona nodded and stopped asking. After watching the TV, the two of them washed and rested together, and spent the whole night in silence.

The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning, in the office area of ​​Investigation Team 13, Luo An and Michelle were working on the follow-up documents of the case. Lacey and Chenelle opened the door and walked in together, saying loudly:

“Everyone, we have information about Adam Avalos!”

Several people raised their heads one after another, and Winslow asked:

"Where is he?"

 “Just on the Hudson River in the northern suburbs of New York.”

 Chenelle handed the document to Luo An, spread her hands helplessly and said:

“After Adam gave Elaine the last payment for making the bomb, the black man Yoang killed him.

John put Adam's body into a trash can, put some big rocks in the trash can, tied the trash can to death, and then pushed Adam's body into the Hudson River with the bucket. "

"All right."

 The faces of the agents were a little ugly. Luo An closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

The Hudson River flows through eastern New York State from north to south. Cities along its banks include Saratoga, Troy, Albany, Kingston, Poughkeepsie, Newburgh, New York City, etc. It is the economic lifeline of New York State.

Since the emergence of the city of New York, internal battles among human beings have never stopped, including vendettas, love killings, politics, gangs, etc. No one knows how many people are lying at the bottom of the Hudson River.

 “Contact the search and rescue department.”

After pondering for a few seconds, Luo An opened his eyes and reached out to pat Michelle, and said:

“Let them try to find the body of Adam Avalos and complete the evidence chain in this case.”

 “OK.”

Michelle nodded, picked up the landline phone on the table and started to contact the relevant departments.

At this moment, Luo An’s cell phone suddenly rang. He pressed the answer button, and Veranith’s voice sounded:

 “Roan, come with me to Mr. Clement’s office.”

 “Okay, sir.”

 Hang up the phone, Luo An simply arranged his work, got up and went to Mr. Clement's office.

At the door of the office, the secretary saw Luo An, immediately stood up and smiled at him, and opened the door of the office for Luo An without asking anything.

"Thanks."

Luo An smiled and thanked the secretary, walked into the office, and found that in addition to the familiar Mr. Veranith and Mr. Clement, there was another person in the office who looked about thirty years old, with short hair and strong muscles. A very capable looking white man.

Luo An glanced briefly and found a conspicuous scar on the edge of the opponent's neck. The experienced Luo An recognized it as a penetrating wound at a glance.

 That is, a bullet once penetrated the edge of the white man's neck, but the white man was lucky enough to survive.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind instantly, but his expression did not change at all. Luo An smiled at the two officers as usual:

 “Good morning, sir.”

Mr. Clement nodded and introduced:

 “Let’s meet him, this guy’s name is Roland, he’s from the CIA.”

 (End of this chapter)