Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 371: Analysis of the Five New Agents, Luo An’s Command

"I've noticed that the same condition related to the killer exists at all four crime scenes."

Special Investigation Team, in their office area, Agent Channie, with her suit jacket open, stood up from her chair. Facing everyone's gaze, she analyzed expressionlessly:

"First, after subduing the victims, the killer stuffed a white towel into each victim's mouth.

Second, the killer cut off and took away the tongues of all four victims, which must be related to the victims' actions or thoughts before their deaths.

Eighty percent of the world's serial killers have a sense of ritual. Currently, without finding any connection between the four victims, exploring the reason behind the killer's tongue removal and looking for the source of those white towels, I believe, is a direction for the investigation."

"Good."

Luo An nodded, gesturing for Channie to sit down while recalling her profile in his mind, particularly noting her exceptional memory.

Though not to the point of having a photographic memory, Channie could remember any face, be it Eastern or Western, after just one glance, for a long time without error, and her memory for numbers and letters was even sharper and stronger.

Mona and Michelle glanced at Channie briefly. Reesi licked her lips while looking at Channie, which Luo An pretended not to see. He continued to ask the remaining four agents:

"Does anyone else have any thoughts on this case?"

"We could investigate the source of the Nicocetamine found in the bodies of the four victims."

Agent Cooper, with a stylish haircut, raised his hand first, then stood up and said with a smile to everyone:

"Nicocetamine isn't something you can just easily get. California has certain regulations on such drugs that affect the central nervous system. I think we can investigate from this angle."

"Very good."

Luo An nodded in approval. Cooper chuckled and sat back down. Anwar, with a scar on his neck, was about to stand up when Winslow, a muscular man with a buzz cut, stood up before him and said in a grave voice:

"I have no objections to the direction of the next investigation, just a simple explanation of my view on the case.

First, the half-dissection of victim number one, the Council Chairman, is no easy task since human bones are quite hard. The killer must be very strong and have stamina.

Second, victim number four, the tannery worker, died from being skinned alive, a task that requires a great deal of skill, beyond the capability of most.

The killer must either have related industry experience or the person who acted on victim number four is not the same person who acted on the Council Chairman."

After speaking, Winslow smiled at Luo An and sat back down. On hearing this, Mona and Michelle furrowed their brows, while Reesi directly questioned:

"Do you mean to say that there's not just one killer in this case? That it's the work of a group?"

Luo An had yet to share his thoughts on the case with the three ladies—Mona, Michelle, and Reesi. Upon hearing Reesi's question, he crossed his arms in front of his chest and cast his gaze toward Winslow, eager to hear his response.

"Intuition."

Seeing the skeptical look on Reesi's face, Winslow pursed his lips and said seriously:

"If the killer in this case is just one person, not only does he possess a multitude of skills and expertise, but his ability to cover his tracks must be uncommonly strong; otherwise, it would have been impossible for Group Leader Greenwood and the Evidence Analysis Department not to have found any clues.

If it's the work of a group, pooling their ideas and working together to eradicate any traces they left behind, I think this scenario is more likely."

Reesi and the others began to ponder, as did Luo An, but he wasn't thinking about the case—instead, he was recalling Winslow's identity profile.

For every 900 civilians in the federal system, there is one police officer; out of every 30 police officers, there is one FBI agent; and within every 55 FBI agents, there is just one FBI Hostage Rescue Team member.

The 32-year-old Winslow, emerging from the Hostage Rescue Team, has already served for over 6 years.

Being able to live so securely for so long in a place even more grueling than SWAT, without any significant scars, proves on the one hand that Winslow is indeed skilled and capable, and on the other hand, it also suggests he has some unique abilities.

Winslow had said just now, his intuition told him the killer wasn't acting alone...

Luo An's eyes slightly narrowed, he casually rubbed his fingers together, planning to have Mona use some methods to pull up all of Winslow's combat records and take a look.

"I remember something."

When the office area fell silent, Anwar, who had been a step slower and bore a scar around his neck, stood up and said, facing everyone's gaze:

"I recall that the trace examination department can analyze the soil composition found at crime scenes. Based on this, they can infer the region where the Assassin comes from or identify items from the region where the Assassin may be hiding, ultimately leading us to him.

Now that we have four victims in this case, we should carefully investigate each crime scene to see what substances should not be present, thereby finding traces of the Assassin."

"That is an excellent direction for investigation."

Luo An smiled at Anwar, pleasantly surprised that the latter also had an understanding of using technology in solving cases.

Four out of the five new agents had expressed their opinions, and Luo An, Mona, and the others turned their gaze unanimously to the last agent, Patricia, who had some freckles on her face.

"...I have a small idea."

Seeing everyone's gaze, Patricia pondered for a few seconds before standing up and saying:

"The Council Chairman was murdered the day before yesterday, and the Church Priest was murdered yesterday; the time gap between them is very short.

The tannery worker was murdered 19 days ago, and the naval officer was murdered 7 days ago. There seems to be a long interval between these times.

So... could it be that there are others who have been murdered by the Assassin, but we have yet to discover them?"

"..."

The office fell silent again. Although nobody wanted such things to occur, they had to admit there was a high probability that it had happened.

Clap clap clap—

Luo An clapped his hands to draw the attention of everyone in the office and walked to the whiteboard, loudly declaring:

"Everyone's analysis just now is valuable. I'll assign the next investigative tasks.

Channie and Cooper, the two of you are responsible for the white towels and the nicotine gum found at the crime scene. Find out who bought them and their origins.

Winslow and Reesi, the two of you join the trace examination department agents and carefully check whether there are other substances at the four crime scenes that shouldn't be present.

Anwar, Patricia, Michelle, the three of you will contact the relatives and friends of the four victims and investigate the personal information of the victims in detail.

Starting from birth, whether they have taken the same car, the same plane, went to the same place for travel, dined at the same restaurant... You must find out everything about their experiences.

The Assassin targeted these four individuals; there must be a connection between them! We have to find this connection!

Mona, you will next investigate the reports received by the LAPD from 19 days ago to 7 days ago, focusing on disappearance cases and the like."

"No problem!"

"Okay!"

"Understood!"

With Luo An's words, everyone in the office responded loudly and left the Special Investigation Team with their equipment.

The five new agents each had at least three years of work experience in their original departments, so the tasks assigned by Luo An were not particularly difficult for them.

"Lucky that I got a few extra SUVs from Wan De."

Watching the agents leave briskly, Luo An wore a proud expression and remarked:

"So this is what it feels like to command subordinates. Not bad at all."

After his moment of reflection, Luo An put away his smile, returned to the whiteboard, and started to think seriously.

What exactly is the connection between the four victims? Why did the Assassin target them, and why did he cut off their tongues?