Chapter 493: Gas investigation, clues in San Diego

Name:Legendary FBI Detective Author:Yazi
Chapter 493 Poison Gas Case Investigation, Santiago’s Clues

Winslow’s ex-wife is named Lanita. She is a woman who is taller than Roan and almost as tall as Winslow.

Lanita's current husband is slightly shorter than Mona, but the fact that a woman is taller than a man is nothing in the Free Federation, and no one here cared about it. They simply shook hands and introduced their identities, Lanita. Tower then discussed Winslow's situation with Roan.

Winslow and Chenelle have woken up in the ward. They all have symptoms of difficulty breathing and muscle weakness. They are lying on the hospital bed with faces full of pain and are very uncomfortable.

 Fortunately, the doctor said that the two of them did not inhale much botulinum toxin, and since they are in excellent physical condition, they will recover quickly and there is a high probability that there will be no sequelae later.

Everyone present breathed a long sigh of relief and exchanged greetings for a while. His ex-wife Lanita, her son and her husband left first.

Mona and Michelle walked into the ward and began to comfort the two of them. Luo An quietly took out a bottle of [antidote] from the blind spot of the surveillance area, poured it into the drinking water and helped Winslow and Chenelle drink it.

"Feel sorry."

 After drinking some water, Winslow felt that his chapped lips felt much better, and then he apologized:

 “We didn’t expect things to turn out like this.”

“It doesn’t matter, take good care of yourself first and then talk about the rest.”

Luo An smiled and shook his head. This kind of thing was not Winslow and Chenelle's fault. They were like this because they were trying to save people. Who would have thought that something as terrible as poison gas would appear in a bank.

“By the way, the doctor just said that the mother and daughter also woke up not long ago.”

Roan patted Winslow and Chenelle's arms and said with a smile:

“Their condition is not bad, and their families are very grateful to you.”

A flash of light flashed in Winslow's eyes. Chenelle grinned and said with a solemn expression:

 “I should…thank…Luo An…you.”

Winslow and Chenelle knew the person who had the greatest credit for the previous incident, and they did not notice anything unusual at all at the time.

Had Luo An not reacted quickly enough and asked people to leave the hall in time, by the time they reacted, everyone on the scene might have lost their breath.

Michelle looked at Luo An with gratitude. She and Mona were in the deeper control room at that time. If Luo An hadn't rescued them in time, it would have been 100% too late by the time she felt something was wrong.

 Luo An waved his hands and said nothing. Even though he warned in time, so many people still died on the scene.

Now Luo An just wants to catch the owner of the bottle of poison gas quickly, and then ask the other person why he put such dangerous poison gas in the bank's storage cabinet?

After chatting for a while, Luo An and the other three were driven out of the ward by the doctor and nurse, so the three of them decided that Winslow and Chenelle would take good care of themselves, and they would come back later.

Luo An secretly poured a bottle of [antidote potion] into the two of them, and Luo An felt much more relaxed. However, after a day of running around, he and Mona were not in the mood to exercise when they returned to the villa. They simply ate and took a shower, then returned to their respective bedrooms to sleep. .

 The next day, Lacey continued to act alone to investigate the suspects in the bank robbery. Mona went to the office area of ​​the Special Investigation Team alone and used computers to investigate the conditions of the laboratory that can produce botulinum toxin.

Roan and Michelle conducted offline research and visited several university laboratories that use regional networks.

 After working all morning, everyone gained nothing.

“So, is our investigation going in the wrong direction?”

  In the SUV, Michelle took a big bite of the burger, chewed it a few times, swallowed it, and said:

“The source of that bottle of poisonous gas may not be the laboratory.”

Luo An finished his burger, drank a large glass of Coke in one gulp, belched loudly, patted his belly and replied:

 “If it’s not a laboratory, it can only be the army.”

 The military is one of the most unique systems and the most exclusive camp in the Federation.

If the source of the bottle of poison gas in the bank was the military, then there would be no FBI involvement behind this case, and there would be no need to investigate.

Michelle swallowed the burger in her mouth and was about to speak when Luo An's cell phone suddenly rang.

Taking out his mobile phone and looking at the phone number, Luo An pressed the answer button:

 “What’s the matter, Mona?”

 “I found out something.”

Mona on the other end of the phone took a bite of the bread she found in Lacey's drawer, looked at the computer screen in front of her, and said:

“Five months ago, the Federal Army, the University of California, San Diego, and Hudson University in New York conducted an experimental activity together. The contents of this experiment are top secret and I cannot find out.

However, I discovered that during that period, there were several students majoring in biochemistry, molecular biology, cell biology, bacteriology, virology, microbiology, etc. in the two universities. They had several more A's in their coursework. These students had previously All studies have content related to botulinum toxin. "

 “Well done!”

Roan's eyes lit up when he heard this. He praised Mona loudly and immediately started the car and headed to the University of California, San Diego.

The distance between Los Angeles and San Diego is about 120 kilometers. Luo An drove the SUV quickly and successfully arrived at the university at 2:30 in the afternoon.

By showing the FBI's golden badge, Luo An and Michelle soon met one of the heads of the Level 3 Biological Bacteria Laboratory at the University of California, San Diego. He had half black and half white hair. He looked about 60 years old and was wearing a white coat. of an elderly white man.

 “Just call me Brown.”

 In an office, an elderly white man reached out and shook hands with Luo An, his face full of doubts:

 “What do you want from me?”

 “Hello, Professor Brown.”

Luo An briefly introduced the identities of himself and Michelle. When he learned that they were here for botulinum toxin, Professor Brown wiped his glasses and said:

“Most bacteria need a biological host. Botulinum toxin only needs the infected organism to die and rot in the soil to complete its own cycle, so it is called a toxin.

So what you are saying is that the botulinum toxin that appeared at the bank in Los Angeles the day before yesterday may have come from our laboratory? Are you sure this isn't a joke? "

 “I also hope this is just a joke.”

Luo An smiled and asked:

“Do you have any machinery and equipment here that can extract botulinum toxin?”

 “Of course, our laboratory is well-equipped.”

 Professor Brown walked to the desk behind him and began to look for documents on the table. At the same time, he said:

“However, most of our experimental equipment is common to more than a dozen scholars, researchers and students. Once someone does something wrong, it will 100% be discovered by others.”

Luo An then asked:

 “What about doing some top-secret experiments?”

 Professor Brown paused, some wrinkles appeared on his forehead, and he raised his head and stared at Luo An:

"What do you mean?"

 “I mean no harm, Professor Brown.”

 Luo An spread his hands and said:

“We know that the military conducted experiments with you in the past, but we are not interested in the specific content of those experiments.

 We just want to know whether the bottle of botulinum toxin that killed so many people came from your laboratory, and who actually put it into that bank. "

 “OK.”

 Professor Brown pondered for a while and nodded, then found a certificate under a pile of documents, signed it, and said:

“The person in charge of that top-secret experiment was not me, but Professor Ferdinand who was diagonally opposite my office.

Most of our laboratories are open 24 hours a day, but every time you enter the laboratory and use experimental equipment, you must swipe your card to prove your identity. Experimental equipment that can produce botulinum toxin is no exception.

 This is the certificate I signed. You can take it to retrieve the usage records of those experimental equipment. "

 “OK, thank you Professor Brown.”

Luo An smiled and thanked him, took the paper signed by the other party and left the office. He found a college student who had just finished the experiment in the laboratory and asked him to help retrieve the usage records of the equipment.

Sent all the records back to Mona, Luo An and Michelle had just walked to the gate of the University of California, San Diego, when Luo An’s cell phone suddenly rang.

 Pressing the answer button, Mona's somewhat excited voice sounded on the other end of the phone:

 “Luo An, I found the suspect who made the poison gas!”

 (End of this chapter)