Legendary FBI Detective

Chapter 582: Interrogation, Questions, Profiler

The next day, Thursday, in the morning, in a temporarily borrowed interrogation room in Long Island, New York, an elderly white man in a suit and tie with a slicked back hair sat on a chair behind the interrogation table, looked at Luo An expressionlessly, and said:

“Listen, Mr. FBI, I didn’t kill anyone. It wasn’t me who killed anyone. I’m not a murderer, okay?”

Looking at the dog-like and sanctimonious Professor Mullins in front of him, Luo An smiled, took a sip of his coffee, and said:

“These words come from the mouth of a t-training addict, and they don’t seem to be very credible.”

 “I’m not practicing t addiction!”

This word was like a switch. Professor Mullins became furious when he heard it. He banged the interrogation table with both hands and shouted:

　　"You are slandering! It is slander! I will sue you!"

 “It doesn’t matter, it’s up to you.”

 Luo An grinned, took a folder from Lacey next to him, and said calmly:

“According to our investigation, in the 13 years since you began to hold the position of professor, you have written university introduction letters for 16 girls and 4 boys.”

"They are all good children who are good at learning. I will provide them with some help to the best of my ability. Is there any problem?"

Yesterday afternoon, Luo An and Lacey successfully arrived at Professor Mullins' home, but before even entering the door, they were denied access by the other party on the grounds that "there was no search warrant."

Just as Malins was about to speak, Luo An interrupted him one step ahead and said coldly:

"Mr. Mullins, there is no need to argue here about who you are. The jury, the judge, and the prisoners in the prison will make their own judgment.

 Let us still focus on Hannah. According to the investigation, not long after she disappeared and died, you left the university where she was and went to work at another university. Is this too much of a coincidence? "

 But there are a few older men and women who have already entered society who understand the meaning behind that incident.

Professor Mullins’ muscles tensed up. After opening and closing his mouth for a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said:

Looking at the folder pushed in front of him, Malins's face gradually turned red. Luo An chuckled and said:

 “I’m not a twitch, I’m just a minor-attracted people! (A person who can be attracted to children)”

 Professor Mullins' face changed slightly, but his tone was still very strong and he said:

  “…”x2

Hearing the words spoken by Mullins, the cold look on Lacey's face became more serious, and Luo Luoan grinned:

“As expected of a professor, he can create a proper noun for himself so quickly.”

 There are several young men and women among them who have been severely brainwashed by Professor Mullins. They always firmly believe that this is a "you are willing to do it" transaction.

　　　…”

 They were also quickly persuaded by Luo An, Cheniel, Lacey and others, and expressed their willingness to testify in court.

 Luo An closed the folder and sneered:

“Now that we’ve started asking you these things, do you think we have nothing in our hands?”

“Mr. Mullins, how are the prisoners who practice T-fetish treated in prison? Do you need me to introduce them to you?”

Professor Mullins became even more angry, and Lacey sneered:

“These people were all minors at the time, and you used letters of introduction to deceive them and have **** with them. What else is it if you don’t practice T-fetish?”

 “Don’t talk about yourself like a white lotus, Mr. Mullins.”

 “I told you, I’m not practicing t addiction!”

"I am…"

"Is there a problem?"

Lacey was very angry at the time. Luo An stopped her with his hand and turned around to leave. Then he led the agents of Investigation Team 13 to investigate what Professor Mullins had done over the years and found some information that he had used. Talked to young men and women who sent letters of recommendation to college.

"I…"

 Professor Mullins opened his mouth, remained silent for a long time, and said seriously:

“Listen, Mr. Agent and Ms. Agent, I do have some clues about Hannah’s disappearance and murder.

 But it’s really not me who killed her, and I’m really not a practicing T. "

Luo An ignored Professor Mullins’s last sentence and asked directly:

 “What clues do you know?”

 Professor Mullins spread his hands:

 “I ask for a pardon.”

 “Then just sit here.”

Lacie sneered, and Luo An left the chair and stood up:

 “I will send someone to take you to prison later.”

 “Wait a minute! Wait a minute!”

Professor Mullins hurriedly waved his hand and said:

 “We can talk!”

 “There’s nothing to talk about, Mr. Mullins.”

Luo An picked up the coffee cup on the table and drank it. He looked at Mullins coldly and said: "Two options. One, you don't say anything. I will ask someone to send you to a temporary prison now. Two, tell all the clues you know."

　　　…”

Roan and Mullins looked at each other for a moment. Mullins lowered his head first and said:

“Four months ago, Hannah contacted me and asked me to go out for dinner after get off work.

 When I arrived at the door of the restaurant, I found Hannah sitting in a car, chatting with a man.

I wanted to call Hannah to ask if she had arrived, and to make some insinuations to figure out the situation, but Hannah called me first and said that she was temporarily busy and that the meal would be eaten another day.

Without waiting for my answer, Hannah hung up the phone first, and then the man drove her out of the restaurant. "

As for the real reason why Mullins later transferred schools, it was actually because someone on the university’s board of directors found out about his use of letters of recommendation to lure and deceive others, and he was kicked out of that university.

After Mullins finished narrating, Lacey frowned, and Roan’s expression remained unchanged. He took out the photo of the **** Bloom from his pocket and asked:

 “Is that the man you saw?”

Marins took the photo and looked at it, nodded heavily and said:

 “That’s right! It’s him!”

 Getting Mullins's affirmative answer, Lacey had more doubts in her mind. She really couldn't figure out why Hannah got into Bloom's car and why she walked with him.

Luo An asked the specific time of that night, as well as the name and location of the restaurant, then stood up and led Lacey out of the interrogation room.

Walking into the office area, Luo An handed the interrogation record to Mona and said:

“Mona, this was the last recorded appearance of Hannah before her disappearance and death.

You carefully check the surveillance near this restaurant and see if you can find out where the car went behind. "

 “OK, leave it to me.”

Mona nodded heavily in agreement, turned around and walked to her seat and started typing on the keyboard.

At the same time, Michelle came over with a white woman in her thirties who was wearing an FBI standard suit. She was about a head shorter than Luo An, with a ponytail and a round face.

“This is Team Leader Luo An of our Investigation Team No. 13”

 Luo An reached out and shook hands with each other, and Michelle introduced each other:

“Team leader, this is a professional profiler from the Behavioral Analysis Department, Anne Mori.”

 “Hello, Ms. Morrie.”

 “Just call me Annie.”

 Anne showed a smile on her round face and said:

“I have long heard that Team Leader Luo An of Investigation Team No. 13 is handsome and good at solving crimes. Today I finally have the opportunity to meet him.”

"you flatter me."

Luo An smiled, and after the two shook hands and exchanged a few simple greetings, Luo An brought the topic down to business and asked:

“Annie, what do you think of the murderer of the two serial murders?”

“As far as profiling is concerned, the more information you investigate, the more specific a description I can give.”

 Anne smiled and said:

“I have already made my judgment on the murderer of the first serial murder case.

 But for the second serial murder case, I'm sorry, the clues you have are really few, and I can't make an accurate judgment. "

  “Understandable.”

 Luo An nodded, looked at Michelle, and asked:

“How is the investigation going, Winslow and Chenelle?”

"We're back!"

At this moment, Winslow and Chenille, who were responsible for investigating the second serial murder case involving gunshot wounds to the back of the head, and information on eight victims, each walked into the office area holding two large cardboard boxes and said with a smile:

 “The time is just right.”

"Thanks for your hard work."

Roan patted Winslow and Chenelle on the shoulders, and they walked into the conference room together. At this moment, Mona came over holding a laptop:

 “Luo An, I found a suspicious car.”

 (End of this chapter)