Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 330: Paying to Kill Oneself

Reesi's words left Luo An in a daze for a second, then he walked out of the interrogation room and closed the main door, standing in the corridor and asking:

"What exactly happened?"

"It's quite simple."

Reesi shrugged, indicating that after Luo An and Michelle entered Owela's interrogation room, she and Mona also entered Alan's interrogation room.

Reesi briefly exchanged pleasantries with Alan, and then Mona mentioned that she had checked Alan's bank account transactions. There was a withdrawal of 200,000 dollars cash by Alan from the bank, but no records of Alan spending that money.

Upon hearing Mona's words, Alan, who had already avenged herself and released her pent-up anger, did not beat around the bush and directly admitted that she used that money to hire an Assassin to kill Sande Jisi.

Owela was not involved, this was solely Alan's personal doing, and she had paid the money herself.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Luo An's expression hardened, but then he quickly thought of a question:

"The records show that Alan is just an ordinary employee in a company; where did she get 200,000 dollars?"

For most ordinary people, their lifetime savings wouldn't even reach one hundred thousand dollars.

200,000 dollars is an enormous amount, which Alan, who hadn't been employed for many years, couldn't have possessed.

Hearing Luo An's question, Reesi's expression turned strange and instead of answering him immediately, she retorted with a question:

"Do you remember what Mona earlier said, that Alan had reported to the LAPD's Special Victims Unit, accusing Sande Jisi?"

"I know."

Luo An nodded:

"But that kind of thing was suppressed by Sande Jisi with money…"

As he spoke, Luo An suddenly understood:

"Are you suggesting that this money came from Sande Jisi, given to Alan to stop her accusations and to buy her silence?"

"Exactly."

Reesi said with a wry smile:

"Alan mentioned that Sande Jisi gave her 300,000 dollars back then to keep quiet and drop the matter."

"Then, Alan used 200,000 dollars of that to hire an assassin to kill Sande Jisi, keeping the remaining one hundred thousand dollars for herself."

Hearing this, Luo An cracked a grin, just like Reesi, both unable to hide their bitter amusement.

Who would have thought, Sande Jisi would die from his own money.

Isn't this like paying for your own death?

Luo An and Reesi looked at each other, both seeing in the other's eyes a loss for words.

Pondering for a few seconds, Luo An pushed open the main door to the interrogation room, to let Michelle take a break for a few minutes, then he opened the door to Alan's interrogation room and walked in.

Upon entering the interrogation room, Luo An's gaze fell on Alan, seated behind the interrogation table; his first impression of her was she looked imposing.

Massively imposing.

Not in a burdensome way, nor an abrupt one, but a kind of imposingness that perfectly complemented Alan's delicate face and excellent figure.

Although disparaging Sande Jisi's character, Luo An admitted that his taste in women was indeed good.

Suppressing his male physiological instincts, Luo An pulled his gaze out of the depths of Alan's allure and then sat down next to Mona.

"Hmph."

Hearing Mona's soft scoff near his ear, Luo An, expressionless, decided to have a good battle with Mona tonight.

Clearing his throat twice, Luo An glanced at the interrogation records Mona was keeping, looked up at Alan, and asked directly:

"You said you hired an assassin to kill Sande Jisi, where did you contact the assassin? What does this assassin look like?"

"Sorry, I have nothing to tell."

Alan behind the interrogation table glanced at Luo An, leaned back, and said:

"Don't you just want to know who ordered the killing of Sande Jisi?

I admit, it was me; hurry up and send me to court."

Seeing Alan's completely opposite attitude from before, Luo An became interested and asked with a smile while his mind was rapidly churning:

"Alan, if you maintain this attitude, then when you go to court for trial, aside from the charge of hiring an assassin, you'll also be charged with not cooperating with the FBI, and another for lying to an FBI agent.

You know, lying to an FBI agent, deceiving an FBI agent, is a serious offense under federal law."

Hearing Luo An's words, Alan abruptly straightened up, eyes wide as she stared intently at him: frёewebnoѵēl.com

"You…"

Seeing her reaction, Luo An chuckled, kicked up his legs, leaned back, and looked at her with a tactical gaze.

The two stared at each other for a moment, and ultimately, Alan was the first to concede:

"Sorry, I didn't know."

Luo An didn't respond; Mona frowned and asked:

"What does 'I don't know' mean?"

"It just means I don't know."

Alan pouted and said:

"Suppose I found him online, and we only communicated over the phone, I never met the assassin.

How would I know who the assassin is or what he looks like?"

"..."

Mona, upon hearing this, was at a loss for words and instinctively turned her head to look at Luo An.

Luo An, noticing this, slightly curved the corners of his mouth and asked:

"How did you deliver the two hundred thousand dollars to the assassin?"

Alan thought for a moment and said:

"He sent me a message, asking me to place the money in a trash can on a street in the western part of Los Angeles."

"OK."

Luo An was not surprised by her answer, only finding the assassin's method a bit old-fashioned and uninspired.

Luo An then asked:

"Was the two hundred thousand dollars everything the assassin requested, or just a deposit?"

A kind of assassin makes money in two stages:

First, they receive a deposit to perform the killing, with no refund for failure, and upon success, the client is shown proof of the target's death and then makes the final payment to the assassin.

Most assassins in such arrangements are generally not very high in status and only have mediocre abilities.

Another type of assassin collects the entire fee directly from the client, notifies them after the target is killed, and then disappears.

If the target isn't killed, such an assassin will keep attempting until they are successful.

Most assassins in this situation are not ordinary; they are highly skilled, professional, and confident in their abilities.

Besides these types, there are also unconventional assassins with variable demands and methods, varying strength levels, including some that seem highly capable and terrifying, and others that seem almost comical.

"Of course it was the whole amount."

Alan stated that after receiving the money, the assassin told her to await news, and today she saw the news of Sande Jisi's death.

Upon hearing this, Luo An slightly furrowed his brows and remained silent; Mona, after thinking it over, asked:

"On which day did you throw the money in the trash can? Where exactly is this trash can?"

"It was five nights ago."

Alan carefully specified the street and the location of the trash can.

Mona swiftly typed for a moment at the computer, finding that the trash can was in a surveillance blind spot, making it impossible to see who went there.

After asking Alan a few more questions, the two agents stood up and left the interrogation room.

In the Special Investigation Team's office area, Mona relayed the details of the trash can, Reesi pondered for a moment, pointed at Alan's phone, and asked:

"Since the surveillance can't capture who went to the trash can, should we use this phone to contact the assassin and try to locate and identify him?"

Mona didn't respond, instead directing her gaze toward Luo An, who was sitting quietly, sipping tea and lost in thought.