Chapter 205： Truth Capture Plan No. 2

  Chapter 205 Truth Capture Plan No. 2

  Investigation Team No. 5, office area.

   "Wilkin Brook, a native of New Jersey, is 48 years old this year."

  According to Trenner’s dictation and the portrait made by the portraitist, William and several technical agents successfully found the other party’s relevant information in the FBI’s internal database:

   "This guy was a soldier when he was young, and the information in the army shows that he is very eloquent and very good at impromptu speeches."

   This is not surprising to Roan. If the other party is not eloquent, it is impossible to fool Connor Trenner into this.

  Seeing the bohemian face of Wilkin Brooke in the portrait, with different facial features, Roan twitched the corner of his mouth, took a sip of coffee, and sat on the chair and asked:

"Then what?"

   “Then he was kicked out of the army.”

  Mona shrugged, pointed to the information in the computer and said:

  “Wilkin once played poker with his team leader, and he was caught cheating on the spot, so he was kicked out of the army.

  After leaving the army, he has been in and out of federal prisons many times for a host of crimes such as illegally carrying guns, intentionally hurting others, theft, resisting arrest, drunk driving, and manslaughter. "

   "Wow, still a 'good' talent."

  Seeing the information in Mona's computer, Roan said with a smile on his face, and continued to ask:

   "So, he has a grudge against Senator Emmanuel Bain?"

  Mona shook her head:

   "No, it should be said that his son has conflicts with Emmanuel Bain."

   "What?"

   Lacey on the side was a little surprised. Wilkin Brook grew up like this and has a son?

  Given Lacey a blank look, Mona continued to explain:

   "Wilkin's son, named Henry, had joined Cody's newspaper.

  Some time ago, Henry and those radicals left the Cody newspaper together. It didn’t take long for him to be imprisoned for violating the law and resisting arrest when he marched outside against Congressman Emanuel. "

   "Then Wilkin targeted Senator Emanuel Bain for revenge."

  Roan nodded, this style is very in line with the simple folk customs of America.

  At the same time, Trenner not only opposed Congressman Emmanuel, but also had conflicts with the political organization that Kermit belonged to.

   But Trenner had no intention of killing Senator Emanuel at that time, until he met Wilkin in the "Black Forest" bar.

   After drinking a few glasses of wine, Wilkin managed to get the information he wanted from Trenner's mouth. At the same time, he used excellent eloquence and political slogans to stabilize Trenner, and began to let Trenner make Molotov cocktails.

   And one of the prerequisites for Trenner to choose to join Wilkin is that Wilkin took him and successfully set fire to Kermit's political organization with a Molotov cocktail.

   "Everything is connected."

  After listening to Mona's narration, all the agents nodded in unison, and then looked at Roan with admiration.

  If it wasn't for Roan's success in getting Trenner to speak, with Wilkin's years of experience hiding in XZ, it would probably take quite a long time to figure out the real situation of this case and catch Wilkin.

   "Good job!"

  Standing at the front of the office area, August also glanced at Roan with a smile on his face, then turned to look at Mona:

   "How about it, did you find out where Wilkin is hiding now?"

   "It's easy."

Mona smiled and said that although Wilkin was very cautious, he was old and didn't understand computer networks, let alone that the FBI had facial recognition information for an outstanding social talent like him who had been imprisoned many times of.

  Opening the FBI's internal database network, Mona's ten fingers were flying on the keyboard, and she quickly found the other party:

   "That guy is hiding in Sussex County, NJ right now!"

  —

  Sussex County, located in the upper left of New Jersey, has a population of about 140,000. It is only a county in terms of administrative division, but the place is relatively small.

  In addition, Mona only found out that the other party was hiding in this county, but it took a lot of time for the agents of the No. 5 investigation team to find out where she was hiding.

  The next morning.

   "Everyone, this is the abandoned factory building where Wilkin Brook is hiding."

  In an unoccupied apartment a few streets away from the abandoned factory building, Roan explained the situation to Ryder and the two SWAT teams with a serious face:

   "According to our investigation, there are not only a few Molotov cocktails in this factory, but also a small number of rifles and pistols.

  At the same time, in addition to Wilkin Brook himself, there were five middle-aged white men who had the same experience as him in the factory. "

   Several of them were comrades-in-arms of Wilkin Brook when he was young. The reason why they got together this time, William and others have not found out yet.

   After receiving the photos of several people from Luo An, the SWAT teams of the two teams quickly circulated them. After discussing the plan for this operation, everyone immediately left here and got into the car.

Different from directly using plastic bombs to break into the door in the past, in the action plan formulated by Roan this time, he also contacted two New Jersey policemen and asked them to drive a wrecker and loudly pull away Wilkin's newly bought car.

  If Wilkin finds out and comes out to stop them, then everyone can swarm up to ease each other, and then slowly deal with the remaining few people.

  The two SWAT teams are ready at the designated positions, Roan nodded:

   "Action!"

  Two New Jersey police officers heard this and immediately drove the wrecker to the side of Wilkin's new car.

   buzz buzz—

   When the double forks of the machine entered the bottom of the new car, a huge noise instantly rang through the area.

   Within a few seconds, the door of the warehouse was opened, and a middle-aged white man came out with a displeased face, pointed at the two policemen and shouted:

   "Hey! What are you doing?"

   Seeing that it wasn't Wilkin Brook, Ryder and all the SWAT players were a little disappointed.

  But Roan didn't care about it, anyway, they still have follow-up plans.

   Without hesitation, Roan immediately pressed the communicator:

   "Plan No. 2! Start to act!"

"receive!!"

   After the voice fell, two SWAT members who had been ambushing for a long time jumped out from the side of the wrecker immediately, and before the middle-aged white man could react, they punched and kicked him into a deep sleep.

   At the same time, Roan and Ryder, who were heavily armed, each followed a team of SWAT agents and quickly rushed into the front and rear doors of the abandoned factory with weapons in hand.

  Because the police appeared here inexplicably with a wrecker, except for the middle-aged white man who came out to check the situation, the rest of the people in the factory also frowned and walked quickly to the gate, ready to check what happened outside.

  Then they saw the SWAT team that broke into the warehouse suddenly.

"do not move!"

   "Hands up!"

   "Put your hands where we can see them!"

  Hearing the shouts of the SWAT team members and seeing the weapons in their hands, the expressions of Wilkin and several middle-aged white men suddenly changed.

  Because they heard the sound of the wrecker, they knew that it was the police who had come. They all left their heavy weapons in the warehouse and only had pistols in their arms.

   But before they put their hands into their arms and counterattacked with pistols, because the distance between the two sides was too close, a group of SWAT players had already pushed their rifles to their foreheads.

   "Shit!"

   "Sonof than eat!"

  The faces of several people became even more ugly, and they all yelled at this group of FBI for not talking about martial arts.

  Including Wilkin, there are five middle-aged white men standing at the warehouse door.

   There are 20 SWAT players at the front and back doors, each of them is divided into four, and there is only one Roan and one Ryder left on the scene.

  The extremely ugly and cursing Wilkin and others were stuffed into the personnel carrier, and a group of SWAT agents looked at Roan, the planner of this operation, with smiles and admiration in their eyes.

  The task was so easy and successful, and they, the SWAT team, had the bragging rights when they drank in the future.

   If there is no accident, the next time I hear that Agent Luo An of the No. 5 investigation team needs to assist in the operation, the competition between the several SWAT teams may be much fiercer.

  Roan didn't see the eyes of these SWAT players, because Ryder just made some new discoveries in the warehouse.

  Looking along Ryder's fingers, Roan frowned.

  Because he saw a bunch of detonators, C4 explosives, detonating cord.

  (end of this chapter)