Chapter 139 Roan Greenwood: Roan Garcia?

  Hearing Brent Harry's words, Lacey's face was gloomy, but Roan's face remained unchanged, and his smile remained the same.

  The next second, Brent Harry stretched out his hand towards the two and said loudly:

   "Bring me the pen and paper, and I'll make a list for you right now."

   Lacey: "."

   Roan: "GoodBoy."

  —

  Investigation Team No. 5, office area.

   Lacey handed the papers filled with the names of the characters one by one to William and the technicians of the No. 5 investigation team. Roan stood at the front of the office area and said loudly:

   "Everyone! These people are the list of people who have learned his bomb-making technology written by Brent Harry.

  Our next task is to find the most suspicious person among these people! "

   "OK!"

"no problem!"

  Although the corners of their mouths twitched when they saw a lot of names on the paper, all the technical agents of the No. 5 investigation team nodded in unison.

   "Of course, these people don't need to investigate all of them."

   Walked to his workstation, took a sip of coffee, Roan grinned and said:

   "Some people on this list have left New York, you just need to check their current address and whether they have been to New York recently.

  We mainly search for those who live in New York now, whose economic situation is not very good, and who have recently been to the Jacobs FBI, or who may have had contact with Ancona! "

  Hearing Luo An's words, all the technicians of the No. 5 investigation team nodded in unison, and then sat in front of the computer and began to type on the keyboard of the computer.

  Mona was also sitting on the workstation with her fingers flying. After seeing Roan sitting back on his workstation, she tilted her head and asked in doubt:

   "Why are there so many people? Didn't Brent Harry rule out some people?"

   "This is the list of people left after he excluded some people."

  Hearing what Mona said, Roan was also very helpless.

  Looking at Lacey, Lacey took out five pieces of paper with names written on them from behind her buttocks, and her cheeks twitched:

  “Since he entered the prison, Brent Harry has been exchanging the knowledge of bombs for money and supplies. According to him, it has been 8 years since he entered the prison. These people are very few.”

  Since learning that he was sentenced to life imprisonment by a judge without commutation, Brent Harry has tried his best to find ways to improve his quality of life in prison.

   To this end, Brent-Harry also summed up a set of methods.

   That is to take advantage of the time of the wind, to teach theoretical knowledge to those who want to learn bomb-making technology outside for free.

  After arousing the interest of those people, if they want to learn specific practical courses, they have to pay Brent-Harry money or items.

  Brent-Harry will only teach those people the complete knowledge after getting the tuition.

  Mona: "."

  Roan was also speechless. According to Brent Harry, this method was taught to him by a criminal who was caught for financial fraud.

  —

   After a long time, a technical agent of the No. 5 investigation team suddenly exclaimed:

   "Everyone! I found two pieces of monitoring!"

  Luo An heard the words and hurried over.

  The location of the first surveillance video in the computer was five blocks away from the park where Ancona worked part-time, and it was 9 days ago.

In the picture, a tall white man was standing at the corner of the street. After Ancona came over, the two kissed for a few seconds, and then the white man took out a small item that could not be clearly seen from his arms and stuffed it into Ancona's arms .

  The second surveillance video is from this street corner, and it was also 9 days ago. It shows the white man driving a car into the parking lot not far from the street corner.

   And that car is exactly the same as the car that killed Ancona.

  Looking at the scene on the computer, Roan frowned, tilted his head and asked:

   "Who is this man?"

  Standing beside Roan, Mona, who also watched the video, replied in a strange tone:

   "His name is Roan Garcia, and his name is on Brent Harry's list."

   "?"

  Luo An was taken aback when he heard the words.

   With a light cough, Mona put away the expression on her face and continued to explain:

   "Roan Garcia, 39 years old this year.

   A former Marine Corps member, two years ago, he was arrested by the New York Branch of the ATF (Federal Gun Administration) for violating the Federal Arms Regulations.

   Recently, ATF is investigating another case about him.

  The location of the two surveillance videos is not far from Roan Garcia’s rented house, but he has already moved out of the house yesterday, so we don’t know where he is now. "

   "Please call this person Garcia next, thank you."

  Roan made a small request, then tilted his head and said in doubt:

   "As far as I know, the sentences for this crime are generally severe. Why isn't he locked up?"

   According to normal circumstances, Garcia would be sentenced to at least five years in prison for violating the Federal Arms Regulations.

  William on the side frowned, and replied:

   "The system showed that Garcia was arrested and convicted, but the case was overturned during the appeal process."

   "OK."

  Roan nodded and continued to ask: "Does he have any relationship with Congressman Matai?"

   "We can't find out."

  Hearing Roan's question, William shook his head and showed Roan the computer page, with a big red box on it:

   "The system denies me access because for some reason, it has been set up for access only to the person in charge of the case, whose name is Sanchez."

  Mona on the side saw this, with a smile on her face, eager to try:

   "Roan, do you want me to hack into the ATF system?"

"Forehead"

  Roan tilted his head and thought about it. Just as he was about to say something, Augustus's loud voice suddenly came from behind him:

   "Roan, come here!"

   "Okay, sir."

  Give Mona a look, telling her not to rush to invade, and wait until she comes back, then turn around and walk into the team leader's office.

   "I have a call for you."

   After entering the team leader's office, Augustus didn't talk nonsense, and directly handed his mobile phone to Roan, and then continued to be busy with the case report on the desk.

  Roan answered the phone and found that it was the special agent supervisor Corbett, and hurriedly said:

   "Good afternoon, sir, this is Roan."

  Corbett, who was lying in the hospital, was watching TV.

   On the TV, the deputy director of the FBI New York branch was interviewed by a CNN reporter because of the bombing.

  Originally, he should be responsible for this job, but now that he is injured and hospitalized, it is not appropriate for the director to come forward directly, so the deputy director can only deal with the reporter's interview.

   Seeing the displeasure in the deputy director's eyes on TV, Corbett frowned.

   There were still nine months before he could be promoted to the Washington headquarters, but now such a big case has happened, and Vernis is still hospitalized...

  Thinking of Mr. Clement in Washington again, Corbett's head hurts even more.

  Hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, Corbett put away the messy thoughts in his mind, and said softly:

   "Thank you for your hard work, Roan, how is this case going now?"

  Corbert made this call, on the one hand, to inquire about the investigation of the case, and on the other hand, Corbett regretted it a little now.

  (end of this chapter)