Legendary FBI Detective

Chapter 829 The story of the unlucky Martin

Hearing Luo An’s words, Mona didn’t hesitate at all. She stood up and prepared to walk out. Martin’s face changed drastically and he quickly greeted:

“Wait! You can’t take me to FBI headquarters and put the blame on me!

 I said, I really don’t know what happened to that counterfeit bill! "

 Martin shouted loudly, and his tone was even more emotional, making people feel as if he had really been framed.

Mona... didn't even look at this, and walked out of the interrogation room without looking back.

 Martin became even more anxious when he saw this, and hurriedly said to Luo An:

 “Mr. Agent, I really don’t know…”

 “Don’t panic, Martin.”

Luo An closed Mona’s laptop and said with a smile:

“My name is Roan Greenwood, and I am an ordinary leader of the special investigation team. Regarding this case…”

Having just finished speaking, Martin suddenly exclaimed with surprise on his face:

 “Are you Roan Greenwood?”

Luo An was stunned for a moment, and then the smile on his face became more kind:

 “Have you heard my story?”

There was a slight problem with this sentence, but Martin didn't catch it.

After he confirmed that the guy with an ordinary and handsome face in front of him was Team Leader Roan Greenwood himself, his face suddenly turned red and white, and large beads of sweat slowly appeared on his forehead.

Not long after, Mona returned to the interrogation room with a document. When Martin saw this, he let out a long breath and sat slumped in the chair. His voice was much lower than before:

  “I said, I said, I do know about the counterfeit banknote.”

A flash of surprise flashed in Mona's eyes. She didn't really apply for anything just now. In fact, she had been standing at the door waiting. Luo An's words were just the interrogation techniques agreed in advance.

While waiting at the door, Mona heard the conversation in the room and knew that Luo An didn't say much. Martin just heard Luo An's name and chose to confess everything.

Mona was quite shocked by this. She looked at Luo An with surprise. Did Luo An only need a name to make the criminal speak?

Martin is actually very helpless about this. He has been in the underground world for so long and has already heard from some people about the reputation of the special investigation team led by Luo An and its astonishing 100% case detection rate.

 The name Roan Greenwood is actually more famous in some areas in the underground world than in the above-ground world outside.

 Martin has a very clear understanding of himself. He is just a little poisonous insect who is not worthy of carrying shoes for underground arms dealers, well-known killers, well-known mercenaries, etc.

Those people have fallen into the hands of Luo An. Martin is not arrogant enough to think that he is stronger than them. Instead of struggling to resist, it is better to lie down and appoint him.

 Maybe if I had a better attitude and coordinated movements, I would feel more comfortable later on.

Thinking of this, Martin Torres's eyes lit up, he straightened his back and said with a serious face:

“Team Leader Luo An, I do know something about those counterfeit banknotes.

 Actually, they were actually obtained from a scammer when I was selling flour some time ago.

 I have lost everything, so I will rob the old man later. "

 Martin-Torres said that one day not long ago, an acquaintance with an unfamiliar face came to his door to buy white flour and was willing to pay Martin an introduction fee.

After careful and careful investigation several times, and after confirming that the identity of the unfamiliar face was correct, Martin sold him a sum of flour for the sake of the acquaintance.

 After waiting for a while and confirming that there was no problem, Martin sold the other party flour again and made a lot of money.

Later, Martin took the money and went to the flour shipper further back. He was severely beaten because the shipper passed the banknote detector and found that the banknotes were counterfeit.

Martin did not expect that the atmosphere outside would become so dark, and he was devoid of any courtesy. He immediately cursed and went to an acquaintance's house with a weapon in hand to demand an explanation.

As a result, acquaintances disappeared, and the address given by the strange face was empty. Martin lost his flour and lost all face. His intelligence was even questioned by others, and he became the laughing stock of some people in the underground world.

Soon, Martin’s previous savings were gone. In desperation, he decided to develop across industries and make some money through robbery.

　　Martin, who has been smoking flour for a long time, is thin and has a low success rate in robbing adult men. He is afraid that the other party will carry anti-wolf spray, so he finally targets the elderly.

 It is best for those elderly people with pensions who are rich and easy to grab. Unexpectedly, the old white man took out all the money under the threat of a dagger. Just as he was about to leave, the old man took out a revolver from his pants and shot...

 After finishing the narration, Martin looked up at the ceiling with tears in his eyes.

The outside world is too dark, and there is no trust between people at all. The big, simple family in prison is more suitable for me.

  “…”x2

Mona's eyelids were twitching, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind but she didn't know what to say. Luo An's mouth twitched, and he was silent for a few seconds to suppress the complaints in his heart, and asked:

“That strange face you mentioned, did he say his name?”

 “He said his name was Little John.”

 Martin spread his hands and said disdainfully:

 “Obviously a fake name.”

Luo An didn’t care, and then asked:

“If I call a painter over now, can you describe that guy’s face and make us a mock-up portrait?”

 “Yes! Absolutely!”

 Martin Torres nodded heavily and said through gritted teeth:

 “I will never forget that guy’s appearance in my life.”

 “OK.”

Luo An nodded with satisfaction, then asked some details to make sure there were no omissions. Luo An called the Trace Inspection Department to ask for help from the painter, and then returned to the special investigation team with Mona.

“So, according to what this unlucky guy Martin Torres said, plus the clues we have found so far…”

 In the office area, Lacey crossed her fingers and concluded:

“The counterfeit money seller first went north from Atlanta, passed through several states, and finally arrived in Washington, DC.

In Washington, D.C., a counterfeit banknote seller first used a batch of counterfeit banknotes to buy a sum of flour from Martin. After success, he hid his identity and disappeared.

Then he contacted the gang leader Giannido and sold half a million dollars in counterfeit bills... Why did he always feel like something was not right? "

 “There’s something really wrong.”

 Chenelle picked up the coffee and took a sip, frowning and said:

“Since the other party’s purpose is to sell counterfeit banknotes, there is no need to use counterfeit banknotes to buy flour. This will only increase the chance of their identity being exposed, and the benefits are not proportional to the risks.”

  “Is there a possibility.”

Winslow thought for a while and guessed:

“There is more than one counterfeit banknote seller, and one of them has the habit of snorting flour.

 Instead of spending the real money earned to buy flour, it is better to use counterfeit money, a guy like Martin with average eyesight. "

"Um…"

Several agents were silent, and Winslow's analysis made sense to a certain extent.

 Looking at the straight lines formed by the red dots in Chenier's computer, Luoan crossed his arms across his chest and said:

“Look at this, South Carolina, North Carolina, and Virginia, these are places where counterfeit money appears on a very small scale.

 Only Washington, D.C., in the north, and Atlanta, Georgia, in the south, have the largest number of counterfeit bills. "

“Do you suspect that these two places are the production base and sales venue of the counterfeit banknote team?”

 “No.”

 Luo An shook his head and was about to explain when a sound suddenly rang from the computer nearby. Mona's eyes lit up and she was so excited:

 “The simulation portrait is made!”

 (End of this chapter)