Chapter 621 Interrogation, Black People, Federal Land Does Not Support Idlers

The next day, Sunday, 9:30 a.m., FBI headquarters in Washington, office area of ​​Investigation Team 13.

Lacey was sitting at her work station, sorting out information and briefing other agents on last night's operations.

After hearing that Luo An went up to open the travel bag without changing his expression, Winslow and Chenelle looked in admiration, while Michelle and Mona were very nervous.

"Everyone, this month's salary and bonus for solving the case have been distributed. Please check to see if there are any errors or omissions."

At this moment, Luo An walked out of the team leader's office, shook his phone, and said with a smile:

"The overtime pay for these days will also be paid."

"Wow."

"marvelous!"

"Love you so much, Roan!"

Winslow and others looked at each other and took out their mobile phones and thanked and praised Luo An loudly. Mona did not pay attention to this matter. She stood up and walked to Luo An and asked in a low voice:

"What happened to the bomb yesterday?"

"Don't worry, I'm measured."

Luo An knew that Mona was worried about him, so he smiled and explained:

"Before the operation started, I had noticed the bag Hamm-Mark was holding.

From the moment he got off the car to finding a cigarette to smoke, the whole process was very natural. Although he kept holding his travel bag, he didn't pay much attention to it.

If there was a bomb in the travel bag, he must have been very focused and couldn't be in that state..."

In addition to this reason, Luo An opened up the "emotional perception" in his mind from the moment he arrived at the station.

If there was really a bomb in that travel bag, the "emotional perception" would definitely give a frantic warning, but yesterday everything was normal. Luo An used this to infer that Ham-Mark was just bluffing, and wanted to use the lie of the bomb to force Luo An to People let themselves go.

However, it was not convenient to explain this reason, so Luo An only stated his observations and reasonable inferences before taking action.

Mona breathed a sigh of relief. Winslow, Chenelle and others next to her also heard Luo An's explanation and gave him a thumbs up with admiration.

After the agents confirmed that there were no mistakes in wages, bonuses, etc., Luo An brought the topic to the point and ordered:

"Lacey, Winslow, you go and take Hammack to the interrogation room.

Chenille, be prepared to interrogate with me later. "

"OK!"

"no problem!"

All the agents who received their salaries and bonuses were full of energy and immediately nodded loudly and accepted the order.

Soon, Ham-Mark was brought into the interrogation room, and Roan and Chenelle sat on the chairs opposite the interrogation table with their notebooks.

"Ham Mark, 49 years old, white, biological male, has a sexual assault case on his body..."

Luo An briefly introduced Ham Mark's identity information, then took a sip of coffee and asked:

"Is there anything wrong?"

"No."

Ham-Mark shook his head, licked his chapped lips, and asked:

"Can I get a cup of coffee?"

"certainly."

Luo An smiled and did not refuse the other party's small request. He went out and poured him a cup of coffee.

Seeing Ham Mark pick up the coffee cup and drink it all in one gulp, Luo An picked up the coffee pot, filled it up for him, and asked with a smile:

"You should know why we arrested you."

"I know, I saw that explosion on the news."

Ham-Mark smacked his lips, raised his head and looked at Luo An with a serious face, and said:

“But I really don’t know what’s going on!

I didn't make that bomb, I was really just a courier! "

Chenier frowned slightly:

"Then why did you run?"

Ham-Mark moved his gaze to Chenier and asked:

"The express delivery I delivered exploded! It killed a bunch of people, how could I not run away?!"

Cheniel said coldly:

"You have other options, such as going to the NYPD and surrendering yourself to a random person on the street."

"Ah--"

Ham-Mark smiled disdainfully, pointed at Luo An and said:

"This male FBI officer just said that I still have a case on my back. I managed to escape and lived in anonymity for so long. How could I possibly surrender?

If you are caught, you will be punished for 10 years! I'm almost 50 this year!

And there are some damn perverts in the prison who like older guys like me because I can’t beat him..."

Hearing Ham Mark talk about the customs and customs in the prison, Chenelle's head was full of black lines. Luoan waved his hand to interrupt the other person's chatter and said:

“Let’s change the subject, Mark.

According to the investigation by my detectives, the express company you work for does not have records of the two express numbers. Where did they come from? "

"A man gave it to me."

Ham-Mark picked up the coffee again and drank it in one gulp, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and explained:

“Yesterday morning, I was thinking about delivering a courier as usual, and someone stopped me on the road.

He told me that since I was the courier, he would not go to the courier station and asked me to deliver the two packages directly for him. "

Luo An then asked:

"This kind of thing doesn't seem to be in compliance with your company's regulations."

"It didn't really fit, but the man took out Franklin."

Ham-Mark spread his hands and said that no one could resist Franklin's charm, so he agreed.

But the other party didn't say the time, so he was in no hurry to deliver the two packages immediately. It wasn't until the afternoon, when he had finished delivering all the other couriers sent to him by the company, that he sent the two packages to the designated location.

The package was delivered, and Ham-Mark heard an explosion not far downstairs.

But Hammak didn't think much about it at first, because this is New York, and gunfights, explosions, etc. are normal.

It wasn't until he went to a bar to rest and saw the specific location of the explosion on the news that Hammak realized something was wrong, so he quickly returned to his residence to pack his things and start running away.

"Emotional Perception" confirmed that the other party was telling the truth. Luo An's eyes moved slightly and he continued to ask:

"What does the person who delivers your courier look like?"

"I didn't see clearly, but the other person was wearing a mask and sunglasses."

Hammark scratched his head, then clapped his hands and said:

"But I can confirm that that guy is a black man, with skin so dark that it reflects light."

"Black person?"

Upon hearing Ham-Mark's correction, Roan and Chenelle looked at each other in surprise.

According to the FBI's internal database, more than 75% of bombers in the federal territory are white, and blacks are rare.

Luo An was silent for a few seconds, then asked:

"Did you deliberately place that smaller package at the door of the office where the explosion occurred?"

The small package Luo An was talking about was a box containing a piece of paper with the contents of the "game" written on it.

Ham-Mark shook his head:

"It was the black man who asked me to do it. For the sake of the $100, I agreed."

Chenier frowned when she heard this:

"Have you never doubted why the other party asked you to do this?"

"What's there to be suspicious of?"

Ham-Mark leaned back and replied calmly:

“I have worked for a courier company for two years and I have never seen anything like this.

One time a guy asked me to deliver something at 3:30 in the morning because it contained adult porn he purchased. The guy was less than 15 years old and he was afraid that his mother would see it.

Another time, a woman asked me to deliver a courier to the neighbor's door opposite her house because she was playing with the male owner of the neighbor's house and she was afraid that her husband would find out..."

Ham-Mark talked about a lot of strange things he encountered while delivering express delivery. He could only say that federal land does not support idlers and is full of talents. He was used to it.

"OK."

Chenelle had black streaks all over her head, and Luo An then asked a few questions, and after getting the location where the black man and Hammark met, he walked out of the interrogation room.

"How about it?"

Seeing Roan and Chenelle walking out, Lacey quickly came over and asked:

"Any clues?"

"Yes, but not entirely."

Luo An rubbed his temples, handed the interrogation record to Mona, and asked her to investigate the place where the suspicious black man appeared and find the other party. Then he looked at Michelle and asked:

"Did you find anything from the clues obtained in the hospital yesterday?"

Michelle nodded and answered while typing on the keyboard:

"That Carlton may not be as simple as it seems."