Legendary FBI Detective

Winslow and Reesi closely followed Luo An as they rushed into the villa. While rapidly checking each room, they suddenly discovered a figure hiding in the kitchen, aiming a gun at Luo An!

"Luo An! Be careful!"x2

The moment their words ended, the hidden figure's expression turned cold, fingers twitching, ready to pull the trigger.

But Luo An, who had already detected the other party with his "emotional perception," moved even faster. The second before the hidden figure could fire, he pounced like a cheetah.

Bang—

With a kick, he knocked down the hidden figure, dragged the weapon from their hands with his right hand, his eyes shifted slightly, and he aimed at the figure's body and violently pulled the trigger.

Snap!

In the astonished looks of Winslow and Reesi, the second after Luo An pulled the trigger, two patches and a fine metal wire shot out of the barrel, firmly embedding into the arms of the hidden figure.

Zzzzz—

"Eh... Eh... Eh..."

The sound of electricity crackling began. The hidden figure who intended to get up and fight back changed color as their body uncontrollably jerked.

Winslow and Reesi quickly moved to Luo An's side, aiming their guns at the hidden figure on the ground.

Seeing the person lying on the ground, left and right hands twitching nonstop, both had faces full of surprise:

"Taser?"

Luo An smiled, shook the black pistol in his hand, and said:

"The top-of-the-line, most expensive kind."

Winslow grinned, lowered his arm, and put away his weapon:

"Living in a villa and buying a taser gun, it doesn't look like someone without money."

After turning off the electric shock device, Priceley on the ground finally gasped for breath, then expressed his discontent:

"Who are you? Why did you barge into my home!"

"We've already said, FBI."

Winslow grabbed Priceley's clothing, yanked him up from the ground, and asked:

"Who instructed you?"

"What?"

A look of astonishment crossed Priceley's face:

"What are you talking about?"

Slapping Winslow on the shoulder, Luo An stepped forward, smiling and said:

"We found you were tracking Shemorucir Krista; now she's dead. Do you have anything to say?"

"W-T-F?!"

Upon hearing Luo An's words, Priceley was stunned for a moment, then shook his head nervously:

"No! No! No... it wasn't me, I didn't do it, it has nothing to do with me!"

Reesi scoffed:

"Then why were you following her?"

Priceley's face showed difficulty:

"It really wasn't me!"

Luo An raised the taser in his hand, his voice serious:

"Then give us a convincing reason.

Don't forget, you're assaulting an officer."

Priceley's face looked bad; after a long silence, he said:

"OK, my current identity is a private detective.

A private detective, you understand?"

Winslow and Reesi frowned slightly, and Priceley continued to explain:

"Somebody hired me to keep an eye on Lucille Krista, it's as simple as that."

Luo An's expression remained unchanged, and he asked:

"Who is the person that hired you?"

"This..."

Priceley swallowed, looking at Luo An's increasingly cold face, and hastily replied:

"It's Lucille Krista's boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?"

Hearing this word, Winslow and Reesi suddenly froze, and Luo An was also puzzled, since this information was not included in the data they had obtained.

Priceley took a deep breath; given that he had already started talking, he explained everything he knew:

"Gentlemen, this boyfriend I'm talking about is a male model that Lucille Krista found about half a year ago.

Before this, Lucille Krista had been searching for many handsome men, but this time the male model was very ambitious. He planned to keep Lucille Krista firmly with his own 'skills'.

But as you know, skills can be learned, but a woman's heart can change quickly.

To prevent new rivals from emerging, the male model wanted me to track Lucille Krista to constantly monitor her movements."

"..."x3

After Priceley finished explaining, Luo An, Winslow, and Reesi exchanged glances, all of them thinking of that old woman in the Krista family, who at over seventy, still played around with men.

Simultaneously speechless, the three also felt some emotion:

Like mother, like daughter. Lucille Krista indeed was her own flesh and blood.

Shifting his attention away from that matter, Luo An briefly talked about the disappearance of four people at that street corner on the night of the incident, and asked:

"Did you see anything that night?"

"No, I wasn't there that night."

Priceley shook his head again, saying:

"The dinner that night was of high standard, and I couldn't get in, so I just drove off to take care of another deal."

Reesi was somewhat surprised:

"You have another deal going on?"

"Hey, this is federal territory! There's lots of this sort of business, OK?"

Priceley grinned, and then spoke in a secretive tone:

"Guess what my second deal was?"

Luo An didn't speak, Reesi and Winslow just quietly watched him.

"Alright, alright..."

Priceley pouted, raising his hands in a surrender gesture, speaking softly:

"Some councilman from Las Vegas—it turns out his daughter isn't his biological child!"

"..."x3

Winslow looked at him expressionlessly, a gleam of gossip passed through Reesi's eyes but was quickly suppressed, Luo An massaged his temples, pondered for a few seconds, and after asking a few simple questions, finally said:

"Give us that male model's contact, we need to talk to him."

Sometimes, people who are close can know a lot of information that others don't.

Priceley spread his hands and said:

"Sorry, I can't reach him anymore."

"What did you say?"

Reesi and Winslow's expressions changed slightly, Luo An's gaze sharpened, and he asked:

"What do you mean you can't reach him?"

"I mean just that, he's missing, and he still owes me a final payment."

"When exactly did he go missing?"

"I'm not sure, we had agreed to be in contact every three days, excluding any emergencies.

The one before last, I already couldn't reach him."

After Priceley finished explaining, Luo An's eyes narrowed slightly, the other party's reference to "the one before last" was actually the day before Councilman Shemor and President Lucille disappeared.

Without wasting words, Luo An continued to ask:

"What's the name of that male model?"

"Paul, Paul Becker!"

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"Paul Becker, 20 years old, Californian, a male model who has been on the cover of some well-known magazines, some media have rated him as having great potential."

At five in the afternoon, in a temporary office at the FBI's Las Vegas branch, Chenier pointed to a photo of a handsome and attractive Caucasian young man on her computer screen, and said with slight surprise:

"I didn't expect that he and 38-year-old Shemorucir Krista would have such a relationship."

Luo An's expression unchanged, asked:

"Can you find out the specifics of his disappearance?"

As Chenier typed on the keyboard, she responded:

"There is some information within the local law enforcement departments in Las Vegas, I'm pulling it now."

"OK, thank you."

Luo An nodded, turned around to find Reesi and Winslow huddled together, quietly talking about something.

Luo An asked with some curiosity:

"What are you talking about?"

"Erm..."

Winslow and Reesi looked at each other, gave an awkward smile, and said softly:

"We've noticed that people from the Krista family, seem to all like younger members of the opposite sex.

For example, Lucille Krista and this male model, Rister Krista and Rekasha O'Dell.

We were discussing, whether Shemor Krista might also..."

A hint of speechlessness flashed in Luo An's eyes. Just as he was about to speak, Michelle suddenly exclaimed nearby:

"Everyone, I've found something!"

Hearing this, everyone in the room hurried over, and Luo An asked:

"What's up?"

"I've checked into Councilman Shemor Krista's romantic relationships."

Michelle tapped a few keys and explained:

"Then I found out that eight months ago, he got divorced from his wife.

But over the past eight months, he has been in a romantic relationship with a female reporter named Igilia."

Luo An thought of something, his gaze intensified, and he asked:

"What's the situation with this female reporter now?"

Michelle swallowed, her body hair standing on end:

"She's also disappeared."