Chapter 100 Tattoo Sticker Clues
After get off work yesterday, at Norton's strong invitation, Roan bought some small gifts and drove to Norton's house for dinner.
The food for family dinners is average, but the atmosphere is warm.
Detective Norton has a wife who works in a private clinic, and a cute little daughter. They also welcome Roan's arrival.
Yesterday's experience system gave Roan an excellent evaluation, and a total of four bottles of potions were prescribed, which were antidote potion x 2 and night vision potion x 2.
As for the antidote, Roan really likes it. This thing is like the hemostatic medicine that he has been thinking about but has not been prescribed recently. It is very useful at critical moments.
But Night Vision Potion…
Roan scratched his head. If the mission is at night, he will equip his helmet with night vision goggles.
Tasks during the day, it seems that night vision potions are not needed.
"Forget it, let's save it first."
After thinking about it, he didn't find the usefulness of the night vision potion, but there is no harm in keeping it. Roan pondered for a few seconds, and put it in the storage bar.
"Are you sure you want to say you don't know?"
Lacey's voice interrupted Roan's contemplation. Faced with Mrs. Mullen's refusal to cooperate, Lacey's face was not very good-looking.
"Sorry, Agents, I really..."
Mrs. Mullen is still shaking her head. She is a simple **** owner and really doesn't understand what the FBI said.
"very good."
Without waiting for Lacey to speak, Roan, who turned his attention back, chuckled lightly, patted his thigh, stood up on the spot, and said directly to Mrs. Mullen:
"Congratulations, Mrs. Mullen, you are now deceiving FBI agents, lying to FBI agents, lying, refusing to cooperate, etc., have successfully violated federal laws and regulations.
Now, hold out your hand, we'll go back to the FBI interrogation room and chat before you go to jail for a while. "
After hearing Roan's words, Mrs. Mullen's expression changed immediately, and she looked up at Roan:
"you…"
"We don't care about women's affairs, and we don't want to care about these **** things, OK?"
Seeing the other party's changed face, Luo An first smiled, saying that those jobs belonged to NYPD, and he didn't want to compete with them for jobs.
Then Roan put away his smile instantly, and said coldly:
"We just want to arrest the gang of bank robbers now!
We've got some news that some of your reporters have seen the gang of bank robbers, that's why they found you today.
If you don't cooperate, we will definitely search this **** over and over again!
I hope that all your business here is legal and compliant, and you have no connection with gangs.
Otherwise..."
After hearing Roan's words and seeing the cold expression on Roan's face, Mrs. Mullen's face changed again and again. After a few seconds of silence, she said in a concentrated voice:
"Mr. Detective, my subordinates are all good girls, and they have absolutely never participated in the illegal activities you just mentioned.
But they have seen many clients, maybe they have seen the people you mentioned before, I can go and ask for you. "
"Very well, you can ask those good girls now."
Roan grinned and nodded, pointing to the office door.
Mrs. Mullen left the office with an ugly face, and Roan sat down on the chair again.
After watching the whole process, Lacey helped her forehead and sighed:
"Why does this happen every time? We have to threaten them a few times before they hand over clues, or agree to cooperate with us.
Can’t these people be more straightforward? "
"No way, who let us be the FBI, but their **** is not clean?"
Luo An spread his hands when he heard the words.
The two parties are in an antagonistic relationship. It is normal to have concerns, worries and fears, and refuse to directly agree to them.
It's not that FBI agents have encountered people who directly drew their guns to resist.
The current time is only 2005, which is not too bad. Threatening gang members with words can still be done.
After more than ten years, technology has made great progress, and those inexplicable organizations have also begun to rise in the United States. Ordinary FBI agents go out to carry out investigation tasks, and they will start carrying high-definition portable law enforcement recorders like the police.
Otherwise, even if the FBI agents catch the criminal, but there is a program error in the law enforcement recorder, the criminal will have a little chance to come back.
In the famous Simpson murder case in the United States, it was because the Los Angeles police were suspected of illegal evidence collection and other procedural errors, which made a lot of evidence unusable, and Simpson was finally acquitted.
It can only be said that in the United States, everything is possible, and this country is a large-scale social testing ground.
After waiting in the office for a long time, the door of the office was pushed open when Lacey began to wonder if Mrs. Mullen had already started running because of fear.
"You came too early, everyone is resting at home, so you came a little late."
Mrs. Mullen came into the room with a white and a wheat-colored young woman, pointed to them and said:
"Two agents, these two girls may know the information you want."
"very good."
Roan nodded, motioned for the two women to sit down, and then turned his gaze to Lacey.
Lacey didn't hesitate when she saw this, and immediately briefly introduced the time when the first robbery happened, and then asked:
"Before that, did someone want you to go to the bank to check out? Do you remember that person?"
"There was indeed such a thing, but it's been too long, and I don't remember the name of that person."
The white-skinned woman shook her head, but then said:
"But I remember that the man was white and had a bald head."
It was not surprising that the other party was a white man, Roan and Lacey, but the news of the bald head still made the two of them raise their brows. After looking at each other, Qi Qi turned his eyes to another woman with a wheat complexion.
"I remember that man."
The wheat-skinned woman is named Julie. She watched Roan lick her lips and said:
"That guy's name is Kevin, and his hands and feet are not very clean."
"Um?"
Lacey was taken aback for a moment, stopped writing, raised her head and asked:
"Which one is not clean? The other party touched you while you were dancing?"
Seeing that Julie's face is not ugly, at least she has a D's chest, and she has strong and long legs because of dancing all the year round...
Roan was silent for a few seconds, thinking of the other person's figure + occupation, it seemed normal for some guests to touch her.
After all, the quality of some American people...
Lacey's eyes rested on Julie's chest and thighs for a few seconds, and she also thought of this.
"Make no mistake, two agents."
Seeing the eyes of the two, Julie rolled her eyes and said unhappily:
"I'm not talking about him doing something to me, but I saw him stealing."
Julie said that her hands and feet were not clean, which meant that when she was about to get off work that day, she saw that Kevin appeared in their dressing room + changing room for some reason, and secretly took some tattoo stickers.
"Tattoo stickers?!"
Hearing Julie's words, Lacey was startled, then immediately turned her gaze to Roan, and said in a low voice:
"Roan, I remember..."
"Exactly."
Roan knew what Lacey wanted to say. In the second phase of the case, some witnesses saw the tattoo on the robber's right wrist.
So Roan straightened up immediately, and asked with a serious face:
"Do you remember what that tattoo looked like?"
"certainly!"
Julie nodded, and lifted the short skirt on her thigh, revealing the snake tattoo on her thigh:
“A lot of dancing girls find tattoos painful, or don’t want other people to know that they do it because of tattoos.
So in addition to looking for someone to draw a tattoo, they will put some tattoo stickers more often.
After all, it costs money to find someone to paint tattoos, and tattoo stickers are cheaper.
These snake tattoo stickers belong to our regular batch. "
"Fu-k!"
Seeing the snake tattoo exactly like the robber, Lacey immediately cursed in a low voice, Roan didn't hesitate, got up immediately and said:
"Girls, come back to the FBI building with me right now.
I need you to describe what this bald white man looks like in your memory, and make a mock portrait of him. "
(end of this chapter)