FBI detective

Chapter 830 Stone Processing Plant

Nine o'clock in the evening, in the office area of ​​the special investigation team.

“The simulated portrait is done!”

Mona's extremely excited words immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

Several people quickly moved to Mona's computer and watched attentively as Mona typed on the keyboard to retrieve information.

The person in the simulated portrait is a male with high cheekbones, deep eye sockets, and very obvious Caucasian features. He looks quite old, probably between 30 and 40.

"I found out."

After a few minutes, Mona retrieved the other party's identity information and introduced loudly:
"Campbell Hank, 37 years old, unemployed, was imprisoned for taking and selling flour when he was young, and currently rents a house in New York."

"Good."

Chenelle and Lacey smiled immediately. Winslow pounded his hands and was eager to try. Roan patted Mona on the shoulder and asked:

“Is this guy in New York now?”

"Let me check."

Mona tapped on the keyboard again to investigate the other party's situation. Luo An waved his hand to signal Winslow, Chenier and Lacey to pack their equipment first, and they would set off after confirming the other party's whereabouts.

Winslow and the other two quickly turned around and left the office area. When Luo An was about to go back to the team leader's office to get something, Mona's face suddenly changed slightly. She turned around and reached out to grab Luo An, and said in a deep voice:
"Roan, an hour ago, surveillance footage from a highway in northern New York captured Campbell Hank driving away from New York.

There was another man in his car sitting in the passenger seat, but his face was blocked so I couldn't investigate his identity.

In addition, less than 20 minutes after Campbell-Hank and the man drove out of New York, two cars quickly chased them along their route. I feel that this group of people may not have much good intentions. "

"I tried to look up the guys who were after Campbell."

As soon as Mona finished speaking, Michelle, who had been assisting her, added:
"The two cars they drove were both in a parking lot in New York. They had not been driven for a long time and were most likely stolen by picking the locks.

There were eight people in total, and their faces were intentionally obscured, so I couldn’t find out their identities.”

"It looks like they came prepared."

Roan nodded to signal Mona and Michelle to continue tracking Campbell. Winslow and the other two quickly finished their preparations. Roan took the weapon and wrapped it around his waist. He quickly went downstairs, took out his cell phone, and called the SWAT team:

"Hello, this is the special investigation team, I am Roan Greenwood..."

After briefly explaining the situation to the SWAT team of the New York branch, Winslow, Chenelle, Roan and Lacey drove to the airport, boarded a helicopter at an FBI airport in northern Washington, DC, and headed rapidly towards New York.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Luo An and his four companions successfully met up with a SWAT team on a highway in northern New York. Under Mona's guidance, they quickly drove to track Campbell and others.

In the north of New York City, in Catskill, New York, Roan and his team had just arrived when Mona's voice rang through the communicator:
"Roan, just five minutes ago, the Catskill City Police received a call from a police officer who reported that a fierce gunfight had occurred in the western part of the city.

There aren't many surveillance devices in that area, so I can't find out the specific situation. But judging from the route Campbell and his men took, the two sides in the gunfight are most likely them and that mysterious group of people!"

"OK, we'll be there soon."

After turning off the communicator, Luo An immediately turned the steering wheel and drove in the direction indicated by the caller.

The group quickly arrived at the location where the gunfight took place, which was a stone processing factory where people worked during the day and was empty at night except for the security guards.

At this time, at the entrance of the processing plant, a police car with flashing red and blue lights was parked on the side of the road. A patrolman was on guard with a gun, and another patrolman was urgently treating the wounds of a middle-aged man lying on the ground.

Judging from the clothes on the middle-aged man, he should be the security guard of this stone processing factory.

"Who are you?" "FBI!"

Taking out the FBI gold badge and throwing it to the nervous patrolman, Luo An patted Lacey on the shoulder, motioning her to get the medical kit to help treat the wounds of some security personnel, and then asked:
"What's the situation like in the factory now?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know."

The patrol officer returned the gold badge to Luo An, breathed a sigh of relief, and said that he and his colleagues had just arrived here.

Before the security guard fell unconscious, he said there were many enemies. In addition, the Catskill City Police Center said there were three vehicles on both sides of the shootout. The two patrolmen decisively chose to "surround but not attack" and wait for the shootout to end before they went to check the situation.

Luo An was not surprised by this. The federal police were employed on a contract basis and their monthly salary was so little, so there was no need for them to fight desperately with the enemy.

Without expressing any opinion on the actions of the two patrolmen, Roan made a brief inquiry to confirm that Campbell and others had just entered the factory and had not left yet. Then he waved his hand and led Winslow and the fully armed SWAT team to start the infiltration operation.

Following the tire tracks on the ground, the group moved silently towards a factory in the west. After bypassing a large pile of rocks, a Buick and two Fords immediately appeared in front of everyone.

boom!
Suddenly, a short burst of gunfire rang out inside the factory. Luo An's eyes moved slightly, and he raised his hand to make a silent gesture. Winslow, who understood, nodded. The two began to lead several SWAT team members each, surrounding the factory from two directions.

Roan, Chenier and four SWAT team members approached from the right side. The journey was very smooth and without making any sound, they soon arrived at the factory gate.

boom! boom! boom!
bang bang bang-

Just as Luo An was about to lead his men into the factory, fierce gunfire suddenly broke out from the other side of the factory, and Winslow's voice rang out from the communicator beside his ear:

"Successfully found the enemy! The enemy has also discovered us! There are eight of them in total, and their firepower is very strong!"

Luo An immediately gave up his original plan, kicked open the factory door and rushed in, while ordering:
"Surrounded on both sides, be careful!"

"understand!"

Chenelle and several SWAT team members followed closely behind. Roan led them to quickly bypass some mechanical equipment and stones. Chenelle jumped over a stone and was about to move forward when Roan suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm and pulled her to the ground.

boom!
wow-

The next second, a grenade flew out from not far away, instantly blowing the stone where Chenier was originally moving into pieces.

"Shit!"

Chenil's face turned very ugly when she saw this, and she looked at Roan with gratitude. Roan waved his hand without saying much. He reached out and took two grenades from Chenil's waist and threw them to another location not far ahead.

"Fu-k! Get out of here!"

"Don't eat the sour radish! How did this guy know we were here?!"

Behind a piece of mechanical equipment, two white men in sportswear turned pale and started cursing while quickly rolling away.

boom! boom!
Two grenades exploded, and one of the white men who was a little slow was injured in the calf and fell to the ground.

The white man's face was filled with anger. Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly saw two more grenades flying towards him out of the corner of his eye.

"Mother-Fu..."

boom! boom!
There was a deafening explosion, and in an instant only one of the two white men was left. The surviving guy quickly retreated with a look of shock on his face.

"enough!"

Just as Luo An was about to throw more grenades, an angry shout suddenly rang out in the factory:
"Stop it! Or I'll kill this guy!"

(End of this chapter)