"Female reporter?"

A voice transmitted through the cellphone made Luo An slightly frown.

It wasn't because of the heavy tone of jealousy in Mona's voice, as he could smell it from far away.

It was because Luo An had rarely been in touch with media, and he could count those occasions on his two hands.

A myriad of thoughts flashed through his mind, Luo An gestured for Red to take people to handle the washing machine, and moved aside, asking:

"What's that female reporter's name? Which media does she belong to?"

In the office area, Mona glanced at a beautiful and intelligent-looking woman with a curvy figure sitting in a chair in the resting area, and rolled her eyes subtly, saying:

"She said her name is Louise, from the [New York Times]."

"Louise?"

Luo An squinted his eyes:

"Isn't her name Louise Lane? Superman's girlfriend?"

"You've read too many comics, this female reporter's last name is Hernandez, full name Louise-Hernandez."

Mona was somewhat speechless, then asked:

"When are you coming back?"

"The operation hasn't completely finished, I won't be back anytime soon."

Luo An didn't beat around the bush, and said directly:

"I don't accept interviews, help me reject that female reporter."

"OK."

After a brief chat, both hung up the phone, Mona put down her phone with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, coughed lightly and instantly became expressionless, turned around and walked to the resting area, her tone was neither cold nor warm:

"Sorry, Miss Louise, our investigation team is currently handling a case, and for reasons of caution, Group Leader Greenwood is temporarily unable to accept interviews."

The female reporter Louise raised her eyebrows, put down her coffee cup, stood up, and looked at Mona in front of her, smiling and asking:

"So, when will Group Leader Greenwood have time?"

Looking at the woman in front of her with a standard fox-like face and a chest size bigger by a circle than her own, alarms went off in Mona's mind.

But her facial expression remained unchanged as Mona replied indifferently:

"Sorry, I can't answer that question.

When he has time, Group Leader Greenwood will contact you."

"OK."

Female reporter Louise chuckled, took out a business card from her handbag and handed it to Mona, then left the office.

Looking at the light golden business card in her hand, with black printed name and job information, and emitting a faint scent of perfume, Mona snorted coldly and returned to her seat.

Mona felt somewhat unpleasant, yet she was a measured woman, she didn't throw the business card in the trash, but just tucked it under the base of the coffee pot next to her.

Meanwhile, in a distant villa, a few agents from the trace analysis team were removing a washing machine from beneath the kitchen cabinet, with parts scattered all over the kitchen floor.

Soon, the agents from the trace analysis team removed the washing machine from its cabinet below, Red looked at the large appliance in front of him and speechlessly looked at Luo An:

"The SUV we drove here doesn't have space to haul it, should we call a tow truck over?"

"No need, the washing machine isn't important."

Luo An chuckled, amid Red's puzzled gaze, went behind the drum washing machine, took a screwdriver from the trace analysis team agent, and quickly opened the washing machine's filter.

With gloves on, he placed the murky contents from the filter into an evidence bag, then placed the filter itself into another evidence bag. Luo An returned the screwdriver to the trace analysis team's agent and grinned at Red:

"These are the most important pieces of evidence."

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The next day, at nine in the morning, an interrogation room in a New York office.

This interrogation room was different from the usual, besides Luo An and Chenier, the suspect Aden Crane who was caught by Reesi last night sat in the chair across from them.

Next to him sat a man in his fifties, wearing a suit and glasses, the lawyer Aden Crane had hired for himself.

"Lawyer Martin, hello."

Luo An reached out his hand towards the lawyer across from him, smiling:

"I didn't expect to meet you here."

In the past, when Vireness took Luo An to attend dinners of political and high-level characters, he had met this Lawyer Martin.

"The opposing party has been practicing in the legal industry for decades, with excellent experience, connections, and capabilities, and is a favorite among many wealthy individuals and politicians."

"Luo An had met the opposing party but wasn't familiar with them. Unexpectedly, Aden Crane had asked him to come over."

"Hello, Group Leader Greenwood."

Seeing Luo An stretching his hand towards him, Lawyer Martin did not reach out to shake it, but simply sat in the chair, calmly nodded, and directly said:

"In this interrogation, as Mr. Aden Crane's representative lawyer, I have the right to answer some questions on his behalf.

At the same time, we can also refuse to answer certain questions."

"Of course."

Seeing that the other party did not shake hands, Luo An smiled and did not mind.

He sat back in his chair, gestured for Chenier to start preparing the records, then Luo An opened the folder in his hand, first placed the photos of twelve victims in front of Aden Crane, and asked:

"Mr. Crane, do you recognize these women?"

Glancing at the photos, Aden Crane's eyes flickered, he did not answer immediately but looked towards Lawyer Martin beside him.

Lawyer Martin cleared his throat and said:

"My client has the right to refuse to answer that question."

Chenier frowned, Luo An staring at Aden Crane chuckled, pulled out several papers from the folder, and placed them on the inquiry table:

"This is the result from my agents, who checked, last night, the car movement records of Aubrey Cran, your wife, Mr. Crane.

The record shows that on the evening of February 28 at 9 PM, the car left the villa where you reside and headed to a street on the western side of Long Island.

The car stayed near that street for forty minutes and then continued towards a highway on the New York Long Island side.

Mr. Crane, were you the one driving the car that night?"

Crane looked at the lawyer, Lawyer Martin whispered a few words in his ear, Crane nodded, and replied:

"It was me."

Luo An then asked:

"What were you doing driving there?"

Aden Crane spread his hands:

"Handling some private matters."

"Please specify what you mean."

"Sorry, Group Leader Greenwood."

Lawyer Martin once again interrupted Luo An's question:

"My client has the right to refuse to answer your question."

Luo An raised an eyebrow, leaning back:

"That's not interesting, Lawyer Martin."

"It's not about being interesting."

Lawyer Martin chuckled:

"This is federal law, which defines the rights my client possesses."

Luo An retorted:

"Federal law also stipulates that deceiving a federal agent is a serious crime."

"My client did not deceive the federal agent."

Lawyer Martin calmly stated:

"We are merely lawfully refusing to answer some questions to protect my client's privacy."

"OK, I respect federal law."

Luo An put down the folder and asked:

"So, what questions can Mr. Crane answer? Lawyer Martin, please make a list for me."

"Sorry, that's not within my responsibilities."

Inside the interrogation room, Luo An and Lawyer Martin engaged in a fierce verbal exchange, the words between them heated, while Crane momentarily froze, unclear who exactly was being interrogated.

Just then, there was a knock on the interrogation room door, Mona opened the door, walked in, gave Aden Crane a cold glance, and handed a black folder to Luo An.

Opening the folder, Luo An's smile became even brighter, he turned his gaze to Aden Crane, and asked:

"Mr. Crane, you really broaden my horizons."