Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 93: An Actor?

"Uh?"

Hearing this, Luo An tilted his head in surprise, and Mona patted his shoulder, smiling as she said:

"Freddie really regrets it now. After finding out we were investigating a bank robbery, he expressed that he could reveal some clues, hoping that we could take that into consideration in front of the judge..."

Seeing the corners of Mona's lips raise and her hands spread out, Luo An's face broke into a sunny smile.

"Let's hear what he has to say first."

It was about the bank robbery case; regardless of whether the information was true or false, it was worth listening to. Without hesitation, Luo An stood up and, along with Mona, returned back to the interrogation room.

Inside the interrogation room, the shackled Freddie wore an extremely complex expression on his face.

After the bank robbery occurred, Freddie nearly lost his job.

Though he managed to keep his job, his wages were docked.

And because his wages were docked and life pressured him, Freddie agreed to the bombing job for those people.

Seeing the FBI, he thought they came to arrest him for the bombing, which is why Freddie didn't think twice before turning to run...

As a result, during the interrogation just now, Freddie suddenly learned that these FBI agents were looking for him because of that recent bank robbery case!

"Motherfucker!"

"Shit!"

Freddie sat in the chair, his face contorted with rage, incessantly using America's traditionally elegant language to curse the bank robbers and their families.

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Freddie now had a burning desire to catch those two bank robbers, even more anxious than Luo An and the others.

In fact, Freddie also wanted to ask Luo An, once those bank robbers were caught, which prison they would be sent to, wondering if there might be a chance for them to meet face to face.

The door to the interrogation room was pushed open, and as soon as Luo An entered with Mona, Freddie spoke eagerly:

"What stage of the investigation are you at now? Have you identified any specific suspects?"

"..."

Luo An, sitting in the chair, was initially stunned by Freddie's question, but after realizing why Freddie would ask such a thing, he couldn't help but feel amused internally.

However, his face did not betray his feelings, and after opening a file, he asked calmly:

"Freddie, right now I'm the one asking you, not the other way around, OK?"

"OK! OK!"

Hearing Luo An's words, Freddie nodded repeatedly and then said directly:

"The bank robbers, there definitely weren't just two of them!"

Freddie only knew about the six bank robberies, not realizing that the fifth and sixth cases were committed by others.

Moreover, during the first bank robbery, Freddie happened to be the security guard on duty that day.

So words spoken by Freddie were based on his own eyewitness account at the scene of the robbery.

"Not just two people?"

Upon hearing Freddie's words, Luo An frowned and looked up:

"What do you mean by that?"

"The two robbers that day, after smearing off the surveillance cameras in the bank's main hall, were seen repeatedly checking their phones!"

Freddie shifted to a more comfortable position and said gravely:

"After the robber with the handgun used the phone's voice to threaten me to put down my gun, in the mirror next to the robber, I saw that his phone received two text messages.

I didn't see the exact content of the messages, but after the robber read them, I saw the sequence of buttons he pressed when replying to the message, which spelled out 'all's well.'"

After listening to Freddie's description, Luo An frowned, and Mona tilted her head and asked:

"In the testimony from the crime scene, you didn't seem to mention this."

"No, I did mention it."

Freddie shook his head, indicating that the one who had recorded his testimony that day was a rookie from the NYPD, who did not believe what he said.

Originally, Freddie had planned to argue the point with them, but just at that moment, the bank manager called for him, and not daring to offend the bank manager, he abandoned the idea of arguing, glared at the rookie, and turned to leave the place.

Mona turned her head to look at Luo An, and seeing that Luo An was deep in thought, she tapped her pen on the table and asked with a serious expression:

"Do you have any other evidence?"

"No more."

Freddie shook his head but quickly affirmed that he was telling the truth—that there definitely had been other accomplices behind the bank robbers.

"Alright."

After noting down this information in his notebook, Luo An fell silent for a moment without commenting on it. Instead, he casually asked:

"Freddie, do you have any suspects in mind for those two bank robbers?"

"Yes!"

Upon hearing Luo An's words, Freddie said with certainty:

"Before the bank robbery took place, a bank manager was fired. I seriously suspect that person!"

In Freddie's description, the first bank that was robbed previously had a white manager whose stature closely resembled that of the robbers, and his name was Owen.

"That Owen acted like an actor every day, discussing his family with bank staff using two photos, always talking about how happy his family was and how much his wife loved him..."

When mentioning the bank manager, Freddie suddenly felt a sour taste in his mouth:

"But who in the bank didn't know that Owen would go to the bar for drinks and womanizing every night after work, never returning home..."

"OK."

Luo An wrote down the name Owen in his notes and then asked Freddie a few more questions. Once Freddie was indeed unable to provide anything more useful, Luo An stood up and left the interrogation room with Mona.

"It seems that Freddie is quite unhappy with that Owen."

Stepping out of the interrogation room, Mona expressed her disbelief.

Whenever Luo An asked Freddie other questions later, Freddie always found a way to steer the conversation back to Owen.

"It might be jealousy, or some other work-related conflict perhaps."

Luo An replied offhand and stretched lazily back at his workstation, then continued to Mona:

"But we should still check out this Owen. He has more or less a bit of suspicion about him.

Just have a simple look to see where he was at the times of the six incidents, whether he has an alibi or not."

"No problem."

Mona threw her notebook aside, nodded her head, and began typing rapidly on the keyboard.

Reesi slowly approached, picking up the interrogation notes Mona had taken. Her mouth twitching, she tilted her head towards Luo An:

"This Owen..."

Luo An lowered his head to the notebook in his hands and rested his chin on his hand in thought, not replying.

"Looking into it a bit more won't hurt."

Mona replied casually while still typing:

"Who knows, with some good luck, this Owen might just be the robber."

"Alright."

Reesi nodded, knowing that luck was unpredictable, and Mona's suggestion was not impossible.

A few minutes later, Mona suddenly pushed her keyboard forward and spread her hands out:

"Okay, I was wrong. It seems our luck isn't that great.

After being fired by the bank for business reasons, Owen took a plane out of the country, and he's been staying in a European country and hasn't come back since."

Looking at the flight records on the computer screen, Reesi shrugged her shoulders. When she saw a list of suspicious individuals sorted by the technical staff, she grabbed it:

"There are still a dozen or so people on this list, will we have to check them one by one?"

On hearing this, Mona was about to say something when Luo An, who had been pondering for a long time, suddenly circled something in his notebook again.

"Luo An, did you find something?"

Mona and Reesi simultaneously looked towards Luo An, who did not beat about the bush but affirmed with a nod and said in a grave voice:

"The words Freddie used to describe Owen just now gave me a thought.

What do you say, could the real profession of those imitator robbers from the fifth and sixth cases be actors?"

"Actors?"

Upon hearing this, Mona and Reesi both stared blankly.