Legendary FBI Detective

  Chapter 119 Timer Bomb

   More than forty minutes later, Agent Nair from the Trace Inspection Section came out of the second bedroom.

"Thanks for your hard work."

   Roan, who was rummaging for things in the kitchen, saw this, hurried forward and reached out to shake Agent Nell's chubby hand, then asked with a serious expression:

   "What is the identity of this corpse?"

  A smile appeared on Agent Nell's round face:

   "According to the body is well preserved, judging from the face alone, it should be the Kenoli Martin you mentioned."

  Hearing this, Roan nodded solemnly, and then continued to ask:

   "What about the specific death time of the corpse?"

   "The exact time of death will not be known until the autopsy is completed."

  Agent Neil heard the words, hehe laughed, and then said:

   "But according to my colleague's experience, the death time of this corpse should be about three days.

  As for the cause of death, there are strangle marks on the neck of the corpse, which can be roughly judged as mechanical asphyxiation. "

   Speaking of which, Agent Neil took out a transparent evidence bag from behind his butt, which contained a ball bearing that Roan had found in the bedroom before.

   Seeing the roller bearing, Roan frowned:

   "If my judgment is not wrong, these things should be used to make bombs."

   "Exactly."

   Agent Neil nodded, then said with a serious face:

   "My colleague detected traces of some special oily substances in the second bedroom just now.

  With these wires, ball bearings and nails, my colleague judged that the other party should want to make a time bomb. "

  Hearing the name of the time bomb, Roan frowned.

   That was one of the improvised explosive devices made by the people who opened the shell in the previous life to resist the United States.

   "Okay, thank you."

   Hearing Roan's words, Detective Nell waved his hands with a smile, agreeing to have a chance to go out for a drink together in the future, and left the house with his colleagues and the corpse.

Jingle Bell-

   Just then, Roan's cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

   "It's me, Lacey."

  The voice on the other end of the phone was a little noisy. After a while of closing the door, the noisy voice became much quieter, and Lacey's voice came over:

   "Half an hour ago, you asked me to come to the hospital where Martin works to investigate Martin's specific situation. I have almost done the investigation."

"Thanks for your hard work."

  Roan nodded, sat down on the sofa in this room, and asked in a deep voice:

   "What is the specific situation?"

   "According to several nurses who often go out with Martin to pull people, Martin hasn't come to work these days."

   Lacey on the other end of the phone spoke in a very unhappy tone:

   "The one who actually drives the ambulance is Martin's distant cousin, a middle-aged white male named Thomas."

   When Roan heard this, his eyebrows frowned:

   "What's the situation with this Thomas?"

   "The nurses said that this kind of thing is very common. If someone has something to do at home, they just find a relative to do the shift for a few days. The hospital doesn't care."

   Lacey said with an ugly face:

   "I looked at the surveillance video in the hospital in the past few days, and Thomas never took off his mask during the surveillance.

  Later, I asked the nurses again. They hadn't seen Thomas take off his mask in the past few days, so they didn't know what Thomas looked like.

  The only thing that is certain is that this Thomas is not young, his voice is a little shrill, his hair is a little long and has a lot of gray hair. "

   "OK."

  Written Lacey's description on a piece of white paper, the two sides chatted briefly, then hung up the phone.

   Seeing this, Ryder, who had been waiting for a long time, pushed the door on the sofa to the side, and asked with a stern expression:

   "Roan, do you think this Thomas and Jacquel are the same person?"

   "No, they are definitely not alone, this Thomas should be the helper Jacquier found.

  Moreover, this Thomas is most likely the one who tampered with Evander's car and eventually caused the car accident. "

  Hearing Ryder's question, Roan shook his head and explained:

   "Jacquier's information obtained by the CIA shows that Jacquier is 36 years old this year, with a strong figure, and a cropped head, and no gray hair."

   Speaking of this, Roan led Ryder into the kitchen, opened the door of the cabinet where the tableware was placed, and explained:

   "I checked carefully just now, and there are two sets of tableware that have been used recently.

  Martin died three days ago. He couldn't have used it. The only people who used two sets of cutlery were Jacquel and Thomas. "

   "OK."

  Ryder also saw the scene where Roan checked the tableware and then handed it over to the trace inspection department to let them try to find fingerprints, so he continued to ask:

   "What do we do next?"

   "I have asked William and the others to check the surveillance cameras near this building. It is estimated that the investigation will be completed in 30 minutes, and Thomas and Jacquel may be there by then."

  Roan handed the paper in his hand to Ryder, then leaned on his chin and pondered for a while, suddenly remembered something, tilted his head to look at Ryder and asked:

   "By the way, did you find any credit cards in this room just now?"

   "NO."

   Ryder shook his head.

   "The trace inspection department and I didn't find it either."

  Seeing Ryder shaking his head, Roan's eyes lit up, and he took out his cell phone to call Mona.

"What's wrong?"

  Hearing Mona's question, Roan didn't talk nonsense, and said directly:

   "Mona, check Martin's credit card records to see if he has made any recent purchases?

   I suspect it's still in the hands of Jacquel and Thomas. "

  If Jacquier really used Martin's credit card today and yesterday, then Roan and the others can find each other as quickly as possible.

   "OK."

  Mona didn't hesitate, and immediately started typing on the keyboard.

   A few minutes later, Mona spread her hands and said to the phone:

   "I'm sorry, Roan, Martin's credit card has no consumption records at all in the past two days."

  On the other end of the phone, Ryder frowned when he heard Mona's words. Roan held his forehead and thought for a moment before continuing to ask:

   "And before this? Did Martin buy anything that wasn't right?"

   "What kind of error are you talking about?"

  Mona looked at the consumption records in the computer, and said with some doubts:

   "This week's spending records show that Martin used his credit card to buy clothes, pants, meals...etc!"

  Mona was talking, suddenly stunned, and then shouted:

   "Roan, Martin's credit card spending records show that he bought an expensive schoolbag three days ago!"

   "But we didn't find the bag here!

  And Martin is alone, without a girlfriend or relatives, so what is the use of buying a schoolbag? "

  Hearing what Mona said, Ryder's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly turned his head to look at Roan:

   "Just now, Detective Neil from the Trace Inspection Section said that the roller bearings in the second bedroom can be used to make time bombs!

  Then this schoolbag must have been bought by Jacquel and the others, with the purpose of making a schoolbag bomb! "

  Roan touched his chin and nodded slowly:

   "There is a high probability that this is the case!"

  Hearing Roan's affirmation, Ryder grinned wide, with his hands on his hips, showing a smug smile.

"but."

   Before Ryder was too proud, Roan raised his head in doubt and asked a question:

   "The actions of Jacquel and Thomas are obviously for revenge.

  Then they must have a target they want to kill when making bombs. Who will this target be? "

  Ryder: "…"

  (end of this chapter)