Chapter 107 Addressing the Witness Problem

  Mona, who had watched the whole process, helped her forehead speechlessly, paused the surveillance video in the computer, opened the door and got out of the car.

   "Roan, I think you can go and chat with a psychiatrist if you have time in the future."

  The two crossed the road and walked straight to the small community. Mona walked up to Roan and whispered:

   "If you are worried that seeing a psychiatrist inside the FBI will make your superiors worry about your mental state and affect your future, I can introduce you to a psychiatrist you can absolutely trust.

   She is very nice and professional... I kid you not, she really helped me a lot when I was little. "

   Roan was very happy to hear that Mona gave an example of her own childhood to show that she didn't lie to him.

  At least it shows that Mona is really good for him and really wants to help him.

but…

   "Mona, I really don't have any psychological problems."

  Roan shook his head speechlessly:

   "I'm just a little worried about the lack of firepower, pay attention to details, and want to defeat the enemy as soon as possible, so that I and my teammates will try not to be injured by the enemy. It is best to nip the danger in the bud. Can these be considered psychological problems?"

  Mona heard the words, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly:

   "Isn't that... counted?"

  Aren’t these signs of insecurity?

   "Of course not!"

  Luo An waved his hand, this is called paying attention to his own life and being responsible for his own life safety.

   Before Mona could continue speaking, Roan had already brought her to the "Self-management Community Association" in the community

  America is a free country, and the different rules brought about by the gap between the rich and the poor are vividly manifested in various fields of daily life.

   Like community security.

  The rich area has security and police patrols on time.

  High-end community, less security, fewer police patrols, but at least there are.

  Ordinary communities, most of them have no security, and the police only pass by occasionally when patrolling.

  Residents living in this kind of community usually get together and form a "self-management association" to help each other.

  As for the remaining **** communities... I can only say that America is a free country, where people live and die freely.

   "Hello, my name is Martin and her name is Catherine."

  After a simple inquiry, Roan found the rotation person of this community self-management association.

  An old white man who is definitely not younger than 50 years old.

   After briefly introducing himself and Mona's name, Roan showed a sunny smile at the old white man:

   "I heard there are houses for rent in this neighborhood, can you show us?"

   "Rental? Which one?"

  Hearing Roan's words, the white old man Eric didn't think much, and directly raised his head to ask.

  Sometimes, the community self-management association will also take on some intermediary responsibilities. When the landlord has something to go out, they will help the landlord to receive the tenants and charge some hard work afterwards.

   But there is also a premise, that is, the association can only receive guests, and cannot directly sign a contract with the tenant. The contract must be signed by the landlord and the tenant.

  Unless the landlord allows and gives rights to someone in the association.

  Roan told the room number that Holkey rented some time ago, the white old man Eric flipped through the thick notebook, nodded after a long time:

   "That's right, this room hasn't been rented out yet, I can show you right now."

"Thanks."

  Seeing the warm smile on Roan's face, Eric felt in a good mood.

  When chatting on the stairs, Roan used some words, making Eric laugh so hard that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

  So when Roan entered the room and carefully observed the specific situation in the room, Eric, who was waiting at the door, pondered for a long time, and finally walked to Roan's side, and said earnestly:

   "How about, children, how about renting another room? This room may not be suitable for you."

  Seeing the puzzled expressions on the faces of Roan and Mona, Eric was silent for a while, beckoning Roan to lower his head.

   "The previous tenant of this room was a **** man, and I've seen him come back here with other men."

   Knowing that the previous occupant of this room was Holky, Roan fell silent after hearing Eric's words.

  The next second, Roan suddenly remembered something, his pupils shrank suddenly, and asked in a low voice:

   "Eric, is there a bar near this neighborhood that people like them would go to?"

   "There is indeed one, not too far from here."

  Eric nodded, seeing the change in the expression on Roan's face, he thought he was surprised by his words, and just about to say something, Roan reached out and shook his hand:

   "Thank you, Eric, thank you very much for the message."

"You're welcome."

  Eric shook his head, and just about to continue to say something, Roan expressed a few words of thanks again, took Mona's hand and ran away quickly.

   "Roan, what happened?"

  Mona looked blank, not understanding why Roan was in such a hurry:

   "Aren't you going to check out the warehouse that Horky rented?"

"No need, just now I found out that Holkey rented this room, and it was cleaned very carefully, not even a single hair was left. Obviously, Isaac and Holkey handled the scene carefully .”

  Roan shook his head. In this case, there is a high probability that the warehouse that Holkey rented was carefully cleaned by the two of them.

"All right."

  Mona nodded after hearing the words, silent for a few seconds, and then asked:

   "So where do we go next?"

  The two had already run back into the SUV.

  “Eric’s words just now inspired me and reminded me of issues that were ignored by all of us before.”

   Seeing the questioning look on Mona's face, Roan said in a solemn tone:

   "We always thought that the person who went to the bank to shop before the incident was most likely a woman, but why couldn't it be a man?"

   "Remember the man?"

  Hearing this unique word, Mona was taken aback for a moment, then slapped her head suddenly:

   "That's right! Eric just said that Holkey is gay!"

  After reacting, Mona immediately turned her gaze to the computer, waving her fingers on the keyboard, and began to investigate the men who appeared in the surveillance video before the four robberies.

  Roan did not sit aside and wait, but stepped on the accelerator of the SUV and drove towards the bar that Eric just mentioned.

  The bar is not too far from the community, only a few blocks away. After arriving, Roan and Mona get out of the car and push the door to go in.

   "Excuse me, lady."

  The door had just been half pushed, and a burly black security guard came out, stretching out his hand to stop Mona:

   "It may not be suitable for women to enter here."

  Seeing this, Mona took out the golden badge of the FBI without any nonsense, and said coldly:

   "FBI."

   "..."

  The black security guard was taken aback for a moment, then silently moved out of the way.

   "Don't stand still."

  Roan patted the black man's arm and grinned:

   "Take us to your boss."

  The black security guard wanted to say something, but when he saw Roan also took out the golden badge, he smacked his lips, turned to open the door inside, and led the two to the manager's office behind the bar.

  Following behind the black security guard, Mona looked around blankly, and found that the **** bar seemed to be nothing special, and the decoration was similar to ordinary bars.

  Just as he was about to say something to Roan, he suddenly found Roan grinning, left him, and walked to the bar.

"Hello."

  Roan walked up to a white male with short hair, greeted him and smiled:

   "I think you look familiar."

   "come on."

   Hearing what Roan said, Chad rolled his eyes:

   "Your strike-up words are too old-fashioned."

   "No, I'm not talking to you again, I'm just narrating something."

  Roan shook his head, and Mona on the side saw Chad's face clearly, her pupils tightened, and she walked to the bar silently.

   Before Chad wondered why a woman would come here, Roan took out the FBI's golden badge, grinned and said:

   "Did you go to a bank to handle business last month?"

  Seeing Roan's movements and hearing Roan's words, Chad's body stiffened instantly, and sweat appeared on his forehead in an instant.

  The next second, Chad threw the wine glass on the bar counter at Roan, turned his head and ran away.

  The moment the wine glass was thrown by Chad, Roan avoided the body to the left, took advantage of the opportunity to raise his right foot, and kicked Chad **** the back.

  Boom!

  The next second, under the astonished eyes of everyone in the bar, Chad flew out directly, smashed several tables, and smashed heavily on the ground of the bar.

   "Hiss—"

   "WTF?!"

   "Gift Crab!"

  Seeing Chad lying on the ground twitching his legs and then not moving, the bar was filled with the sound of gasping for air, and everyone looked at Roan as if they had seen a ghost.

  Mona also looked at Roan in surprise.

   When did his strength become so great?

  After the reaction came back, several men looked at Roan's eyes, which suddenly lit up.

  Roan: "..."

  —

  Three hours later, the office area of ​​the No. 5 investigation team.

   "This Chad has been recruited and agreed to testify in court. Now we have someone to testify."

  Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Roan and Mona walked out of the interrogation room with a smile, and distributed Chad's confession to everyone:

  "Chad admitted that he had helped Holkey go to the bank for spot checks, but he said that he only went there once, and the remaining three cases had nothing to do with him.

  So next, we need to find the other people who helped Holkey go to the bank to check out locations three times, and arrest Holkey and Isaac. "

   "Good job!"

  Augus briefly flipped through the interrogation records, patted Roan on the shoulder vigorously, and laughed loudly:

   "It's a trivial matter to find other scouts later!"

   After finishing speaking, before Roan could react, Augustus turned his gaze to Lacey and Ryder, and said in a serious tone:

   "You two, take our FBI plane to California tomorrow, contact the local SWAT, and make sure to catch Isaac and Holkey back!"

   "Yes, sir!"

  After simply distributing some tasks, Augustus waved his hand:

   "What I promised you, I will do what I say!

   After handling this case, everyone's bonus next week will be doubled!

  At the same time, I will apply for a day off from my superiors! "

  Hearing this, the eyes of everyone in the No. 5 investigation team lit up.

   "Roan, Verinisi is looking for you."

  (end of this chapter)