FBI detective

Chapter 826 Start investigation

"No one knows?"

Wednesday, 2:30 p.m., Insomnia Building, Special Investigation Team office area.

Looking at the interrogation records shown by Chenier, Winslow, Michelle and others were very surprised. Lacey asked in disbelief:

"Don't the gang members in that underground casino know about the counterfeit money?"

“They know and they don’t know.”

Chenier spread her hands and said helplessly:
“To put it simply, the person in charge of that casino knew about that secret room, which was used to store and count money.

However, Giannido's gang is strictly managed. The person in charge of the casino is only responsible for maintaining order, and financial matters have always been handled by Giannido's confidants.

The person in charge only knew that the money existed, but he had never touched it, let alone that it was counterfeit. "

Mona then asked:

"What about Janedo's cronies? Do they know about the fake money?"

"It's a pity that I didn't have a chance to ask the other party."

Chenier found a photo of the action scene and showed it to everyone, explaining:
"These on the ground are the confidants who are in charge of money."

"..." x4
Looking at the confidants who died beside Giannido and were also blown to the ground by grenades, everyone in the office was speechless.

"It doesn't matter. These situations also provide us with some clues."

When the agents didn't know what to say, Luo An pushed open the door of the office area and walked in with a document, saying with a smile:
“Since the dealers and gang members don’t know about counterfeit money, and only Janedo’s cronies have the ability to touch them.

That means the people who sold these counterfeit bills were only connected to Giannido or his cronies.”

Winslow and Lacey nodded slightly. Chenier thought for a moment and asked:
"Luo An, the person you just mentioned who sells counterfeit money

Are you suspecting the people who sell counterfeit money, not the people who make it?"

"Yes."

Luo An nodded and smiled:
"As for counterfeit money, the people who make counterfeit money only need to be responsible for making it, but the people who sell counterfeit money have a lot to consider."

"..." x5
Luo An's words made everyone present frown, but they didn't know what to say.

After a few seconds of silence, Lacey complained:

"Why does it seem like making counterfeit money is an easy thing, Luo An?"

"Paper, watermark, ink, security thread, printing, portrait, digital number..."

Luo An smiled, distributed the documents to everyone, and said:
"In the eyes of most people, counterfeiting is indeed extremely difficult, but in the eyes of others, counterfeiting is probably... not easy either."

The agents were too lazy to complain about Luo An's words. They looked at the information in the folder and their faces suddenly became very surprised:
“Is the paper used for counterfeit bills not much different from that used for real bills?”

"Yes."

Luo An picked up the counterfeit twenty-dollar bill on the table and said with interest:

"After careful testing, several currency experts contacted by Chief Trick Kennedy confirmed that the counterfeit bills, totaling $50, were very sophisticated in terms of watermarks, ink, security threads, printing, portraits, etc.

Three years ago, experts judged that the people who made the counterfeit bills found in California were most likely the same group of people who made this batch of counterfeit bills.

The techniques are very similar, but the technical level in other aspects has improved by more than ten times.”

"Wow."

After reading the summary report in the folder, Mona's eyes flashed with surprise, and she looked up and said:
"In other words, these people have completely understood the production process and techniques of US dollars. Are they replicating and making counterfeit banknotes?"

"You can say that."

Luo An shook the twenty dollars in his hand and said:
"Except for the serial numbers not being issued by the federal government, these counterfeit bills can basically be identified as genuine bills issued by private individuals."

“What a talented group of people.”

Looking at the twenty dollars, Winslow, Michelle, and Chenier's faces were full of emotion. Lacey thought for a moment and said:
“I have a feeling that if we catch this group of counterfeiters this time, they won’t go to jail at all.

Or they only need to go to jail for a short period of time before being transferred to the FBI or other departments for recruitment." "We'll talk about it later. They haven't been arrested yet."

Mona rolled her eyes at Lacey, put down the folder, looked at Luo An, and asked:
"Luo An, where should we start our investigation next?"

"We need to investigate this case separately."

Luo An was silent for a moment, rubbed his temple, and said:

“From the information at hand, it can be concluded that Janedo and his cronies definitely had contact with the person who sold the counterfeit money.

Mona, Lacey, you two should work together to carefully investigate the interpersonal relationships, call records and other information of these two people before their death. We need to find a way to find that guy.

In addition, the group of people who made counterfeit banknotes could not have only made this $500,000. They must have other counterfeit banknotes and would most likely sell them to others.

Chenil, please investigate the situation in this regard and carefully contact and check the situation in other states of the federation to see if there are similar counterfeit banknotes on the market.

If there is, we will contact the local law enforcement department to take it back, and we will then decide whether to investigate the local area to see if we can find the original person who put the counterfeit money there.”

"OK."

"no problem."

Mona, Lacey, and Chenelle all nodded in agreement, and Winslow raised his hand:

"What about me and Michelle?"

"You may have a lot of work ahead of you."

Luo An walked into his team leader's office, found another folder and handed it to Winslow and Michelle, introducing:
"The process of making counterfeit money is long and involves many details, the most important of which is paper."

Michelle took the folder and looked at it carefully. Her eyes widened and her face was filled with astonishment.

"Is this the only paper mill in the Federation capable of using cotton fiber and hemp to make paper?"

"Yes."

Roan explained:
“The paper that makes up the twenty-dollar bill is made of cotton and hemp.

Your next job is to contact them to investigate and see if anyone has tried to contact them to buy paper that can be used to make US dollars in the past three years."

Winslow looked at the thick list of factories, which was over ten pages long, and asked with a twitch of his lips:

"Why can't the same people who make counterfeit money make their own paper?"

“The price of paper is too high.”

Luo An patted Winslow on the shoulder and explained:

“The fundamental purpose of making counterfeit money is to make money, so the cost must be low.

It is better to make a $1 bill with raw materials costing $100 than to make a $50 bill with raw materials costing $100 or even more.

Among these, papermaking is the most expensive, and from an economic cost perspective, it is totally uneconomical.”

The market price for federal counterfeit bills is about $100 in counterfeit bills, which can be sold for $30 in real bills.

If the total price of raw materials for a counterfeit bill exceeds $30, it is almost a loss.

"OK."

Winslow nodded, took a few deep breaths, turned around and walked to the workstation with Michelle to start working.

Mona, Lacey, and Chenelle also began to deal with their respective tasks. Luo An hesitated for a few seconds, took out his cell phone and called Trick Kennedy:

"Good afternoon, sir. I need your help with this case of counterfeit money..."

After a busy day, time quickly came to the end of the get off work day. After a simple tidying up, everyone laughed and chatted for a while and drove away.

Luo An and Mona did not rush home. Instead, they drove to a chain supermarket to buy some ingredients for dinner. While selecting ingredients, a gunshot suddenly rang out not far from them!
boom!
"Don't eat the sour radish! Give me the money!"

(End of this chapter)