Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 95: Arresting the Suspect

Upon hearing this, Luo An quickly moved closer to Mona.

On Mona's computer screen was the personal information of a customer manager named Nimit from the third bank robbery case.

A so-called customer manager is another type of salesperson who recommends savings and loan products, as well as other services, to customers.

During the third robbery, Nimit happened to be in the side of the bank lobby going to his office, recommending some financial product to an elderly person.

After briefly reviewing Nimit's information, Luo An cocked his head and asked:

"What's the problem with this guy?"

"Nimit's wife has a brother."

Fingers dancing on the keyboard, the personal relationships of this customer manager named Nimit were quickly pulled up.

Among them, the brother of Nimit's wife came into their view, and Mona pointed at his personal information and said:

"Nimit's wife's brother, named Brandon, majored in music arts and performance during his college years.

After that, first he was warned by the school for selling leaves and powder, and later got expelled shortly before graduation for fighting and shooting at other students in the school."

Seeing the data on the computer, Luo An's lips curled into a smirk.

This guy clearly was born in the wrong era.

If he had been born a decade or so later, selling leaves and powder in college wouldn't have been a problem at all.

As for shooting in school... If Brandon had claimed to suffer from certain diseases that acted up at specific times and was part of a minority gender,

If handled by some special talents, chances are he wouldn't have been expelled at all, maybe even received a scholarship.

"This guy has the acting experience you mentioned before, so I checked his personal relationships."

Mona continued explaining:

"Nimit was at the bank during the fifth and sixth cases, with no opportunity to commit the crime, so he couldn't be one of the robbers.

So I started to check the relatives and friends around Brandon, and I found a guy named Dilanno, who had grown up with Brandon.

But Dilanno never went to college; he joined the military after high school and left for some reason, returning home.

Since coming back, Dilanno has been jailed six times for assault while drunk, and twice for drunk driving, and was only recently released."

Seeing this information, Luo An's eyes narrowed slightly:

"After the incident, the FBI only copied the surveillance footage from the hidden cameras; the bank still retained the original footage.

With Nimit's manager status, it wouldn't be hard to secretly copy a set of surveillance footage after the FBI and NYPD had left.

Brandon and Dilanno could've easily obtained the surveillance videos through Nimit."

"That's right."

Reesi and Mona nodded together.

After carefully reviewing the data on the computer, Luo An stroked his chin and asked:

"Is there any other information? We can't directly pin them with just these things; after all, these are all circumstantial evidence."

"Yes!"

No sooner had Luo An finished speaking than Mona nodded, fingers flying on the keyboard once more, pointing at new data that appeared onscreen:

"Dilanno's family owns an ice cream shop, which was on the brink of closing recently.

However, recently, without a bank loan, selling to someone, or accepting external investment, these few ice cream shops suddenly began to close for reorganization and renovation...

Not only that, but Brandon also recently bought a new car – something he definitely couldn't afford on his financial level."

"Ice cream shops are also easy for laundering money."

Seeing the photo of Brandon buying a new car and the smiling face in Dilanno's identity photo on the computer, Luo An nodded without hesitation, stood up to head to the equipment room, and said to Reesi:

"Notify the SWAT; we're going to have a chat with these two individuals right now!"

The operation was divided into three groups: Mona was responsible for arresting the customer manager Nimit, Reesi for arresting Brandon, and Luo An for arresting Dilanno.

Each person was backed by a SWAT operational team.

According to credit card records, Dilanno was hosting a party at his house today, and Brandon was also going to attend, so Reesi and Luo An, acting together, went to Dilanno's place.

The black SUV raced along the streets.

Reesi, sitting in the passenger seat, touched her seatbelt and looked over at Luo An, still decked out in body armor + stun grenades + extended magazines, took a deep breath, and asked:

"Luo An, can you drive a little slower? A bulletproof vest can't protect you from a car accident!"

"Trust my driving skills, Reesi."

Luo An turned the steering wheel, directing the SUV into the next intersection, and smirked:

"And we've got just a few hours left before we get off work.

Let's catch that robber quickly and finish work on time; not leaving today's tasks for tomorrow is the right way to live."

Hearing Luo An's words, Reesi's mouth twitched. Just as she was about to say something more, Luo An pulled the car over to the side of the road, turned his head, and gave her a slight smile:

"OK, we've arrived."

Reesi: "..."

The place where Dilanno was living at the moment was situated in the Brooklyn Upper District, a beautiful two-story apartment.

At this time, the apartment was filled with scantily clad men and women, dancing to the music. As long as the conversation was lively, they would occasionally head upstairs to the bedrooms to 'discuss' human anatomy.

"Fellow brothers and sisters!"

Over the blasting music, Brandon, with a curvy white girl in his arms, raised a bottle of beer in his right hand and shouted loudly, catching everyone's attention. Then, pointing to Dilanno with his other hand:

"Let us thank the host of the party!

Thank my good brother Dilanno for hosting such a perfect party!"

"To Dilanno!"

Upon hearing Brandon's words, the men and women in the villa cheered in unison, picked up the drinks in their hands, toasted to Dilanno standing at the entrance of the villa stairs, and prepared to guzzle down their drinks.

Just at that moment…

Boom!

"FBI!!!"

The thunderous sound of the door collapsing and the shouts of the FBI startled everyone present.

By the time everyone had turned their gazes towards the source of the sound, fully armed SWAT members had already entered the villa with weapons in hand, quickly surrounding everyone in the middle.

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For a moment, the young women present demonstrated just how high the human voice could reach.

Fully armed, Luo An entered the villa's hall and, upon seeing this scene, promptly picked up a flowerpot from the corner of the wall and smashed it to the ground without a word.

Bang!

The sound of the flowerpot shattering attracted everyone's attention. Noticing this, Luo An's mouth curved downwards, and he shouted loudly with a cold face:

"Most of you have nothing to do with this operation. Don't get hurt because of your own actions!

Now, men on the left! Women on the right! Other genders in the middle!"

When their gazes fell on Luo An, some of the women who were still showing off their vocal range quickly stopped their singing.

The remaining women, after being pulled by their companions and carefully looking at Luo An's face, also instantly ceased their vocal performances.

Upon Luo An's command, these women were even more proactive than the men present, quickly running to the right side of the living room, closer to Luo An.

Reesi, standing behind Luo An and watching this scene, scoffed unhappily. She pushed Luo An aside and asked the men in the living room:

"Where's Brandon?"

The people, already very perplexed as to why the FBI had stormed the place, were momentarily stunned upon hearing Reesi's words. Then, in unison, they turned their gazes towards Brandon, who was hiding in a corner of the crowd, lowering his head in an attempt to conceal his presence.

"Good."

Praising the good brothers in the living room, Reesi pulled Brandon out of the crowd, took out handcuffs, and handcuffed him.

Although Brandon, who had drunk a bit too much, hesitated for a moment after seeing so many guns in the villa's hall, he did not dare resist.

But his mouth started to blabber non-stop, complaining about the FBI capturing people randomly, claiming he hadn't done anything, and so on.

Luo An, seeing this, did not waste any words and directly asked coldly:

"Where's Dilanno?"

Hearing this, a flicker of panic flashed in Brandon's eyes, but he still shook his head pretending to be calm:

"I don't know!"

Everyone in the hall looked around but did not spot Dilanno.

Right then, several SWAT members also came down from the second floor with a few men and women only wearing jackets and shorts, shaking their heads at Luo An:

"We didn't find him upstairs."

A few more fully armed SWAT members then came up from the basement's staircase, also shaking their heads:

"There's no one in the basement either."

Upon hearing this, Reesi frowned. They had clearly heard the shouting from this group of people when they were outside the villa.