Legendary FBI Detective
Chapter 453: The Agents’ Discussion and Arrest Operation

Chapter 453: Chapter 453: The Agents’ Discussion and Arrest Operation

Oregon, Portland City.

Due to its proximity to the Pacific, winters are cold and rainy, while summers are hot and dry, making the climate suitable for growing roses. Therefore, there are many rose plantations within Portland City, which is also known as "Rose City," and has been voted one of the most livable cities in the federation for many consecutive years.

When Luo An led the Special Investigation Team to Portland, it just started to snow lightly, with the snowflakes landing on the ground, clothing the whole city in a crystal-clear new dress, pure and untainted.

"It’s really cold."

Next to the eight-seat black MPV borrowed temporarily from the local FBI, Michelle opened the door and got in, distributing hot coffee she bought to everyone, then leaned forward to look at Luo An and asked:

"When do we make our move?"

"Wait a bit more."

Taking the hot coffee, Luo An expressed his thanks before pointing at Mona who sat in the front passenger seat and said:

"Mona is locating Hector Jamie’s position."

According to the FBI’s internal database, Hector Jamie is currently working as a chef in the kitchen of a restaurant. Before starting the operation, it’s necessary to confirm where he is, whether resting at home or working at the restaurant.

Michelle nodded, sipping the hot coffee and then turning her head to find Reesi staring blankly out of the car window while holding her coffee. Michelle tapped Reesi lightly and asked with a smile:

"What are you thinking about?"

Reesi snapped back to reality and answered with a smile:

"I’m thinking about how to spend that overtime pay after this case is over."

Rekasha O’Dell, though young, is a woman skilled in the art of solving cases.

In order to give some explanations to the guests’ families and to wash away the dirt from her own reputation, Rekasha O’Dell is willing to fund the Special Investigation Team with a special case fund of 10 million US dollars. For each member of the Special Investigation Team, Rekasha is also willing to pay an additional overtime fee of 2 million US dollars, with the team leader’s overtime fee reaching 3 million US dollars.

The actual salary of an FBI agent is not high. In San Francisco, up to 9% of FBI agents resign each year because of low wages. Before joining the Special Investigation Team, salary had always been a problematic issue for people like Reesi.

Ever since following Luo An to Los Angeles to join the Special Investigation Team, Reesi’s salary hasn’t changed, but the other benefits that came after solving each case began to rapidly increase, gradually bloating Reesi’s purse.

The same goes for Michelle. Chenier and Winslow, who hadn’t been on the Special Investigation Team for long, felt the same way.

Especially Winslow, his previous salary was barely enough for his own expenses, and given that his ex-wife’s new husband is an engineer with an excellent standard of living, Winslow had always been embarrassed to see his ex-wife and son.

Since joining the Special Investigation Team, Winslow’s purse has begun to swell, and with emboldened spirits, he now has the confidence to meet his ex-wife and son, even bought many gifts for his son.

So hearing Reesi’s words, Michelle, Winslow, and Chenier all lit up, automatically casting grateful glances at Luo An in front of them, and then started discussing their plans after the case was over.

Winslow and Reesi’s thoughts were the same as before, planning to save the money first; Michelle felt the same, and Chenier had some issues at her parents’, so she planned to take some time off after the case was over to go back and visit them.

"Popping the champagne at halftime is not a good thing, everyone stop for a moment."

After a brief discussion, Luo An suddenly turned back with a smile and interrupted them:

"Mona has found Hector Jamie’s location. He’s at the restaurant."

"OK!"

Hearing this, all the agents stopped their discussions, nodded in unison, and with no further ado, Luo An swung his arm:

"Let’s go!"

The next second, the eight-seater MPV roared furiously as it swiftly merged into the traffic lane.

The restaurant where Hector Jamie was located lay on a street to the southwest of Portland City, mainly serving seafood and barbecue, with a significant customer flow. Even with today’s snowfall, the restaurant was bustling and packed with patrons.

The black MPV slowly came to a stop at the corner of the street diagonally opposite the restaurant. Luo An glanced at the noisy establishment, then began checking equipment and assigning tasks:

"Reesi, you and I will go through the front door to apprehend him.

Mona, Michelle, the two of you stay put at the restaurant’s front door, you must block it if anything happens.

Winslow, Chenier, you two head to the back door. If you see the target fleeing from there, arrest him immediately!"

"Understood!"

The agents responded in unison, and Luo An nodded in satisfaction. After completing the equipment check, he immediately got out of the car and led Reesi into the restaurant.

"Hello."

Seeing someone push the door and come in, the restaurant waiter subconsciously stepped forward. Luo An didn’t say much, and simply pulled out the FBI’s gold badge from his pocket, demanding sternly:

"FBI. Where is Hector Jamie?"

"...He’s in the kitchen."

The waitress was taken aback for a moment, then led Mona and Reesi toward the kitchen. The other waitstaff immediately turned around, looking like they were going to find the manager. Luo An and Reesi didn’t pay attention to them, capturing Hector Jamie was the most important thing.

The restaurant’s kitchen was filled with the chaotic noise of flames burning and pots and pans clattering. Following Luo An’s instructions, the waitress stood at the kitchen door and shouted:

"Hector! The manager is looking for you!"

"OK!"

As her words fell, a tall and thin man instantly responded. He patted a colleague next to him, handed over the unfinished task in his hands, and got up to walk toward the kitchen door, asking as he walked:

"What does the manager want with me?"

The waitress’s eyes flickered, just as she was about to answer, Hector Jamie paused, suddenly grabbing the kitchen door fiercely and slamming it shut, then turned around and quickly ran towards the restaurant’s back door.

"Fu-k!"

"Chase!"

Reesi, who was ambushed at the kitchen door, cursed loudly. Seeing this, Luo An kicked open the door and quickly chased after her with Reesi.

"Move!"

"Get out of the way!"

The restaurant was quite large, with not only a kitchen but also a cold storage and a long corridor. Hector Jamie ran towards the back door like a madman, dragging down pedestrians and boxes along the way.

"Shit!"

The narrow corridor and the obstacles from fallen pedestrians caused a lot of trouble for Luo An and Reesi. Reesi cursed loudly, Luo An frowned slightly, and because he was afraid of hurting bystanders, he did not shoot directly but continued the pursuit.

Hector Jamie quickly reached the back door, but as soon as he pulled it open, a big fist appeared in front of his eyes.

Thud—

Ambushed Winslow took advantage of Hector Jamie’s unpreparedness, and gave him a hard punch on the face. Hector’s eyes bulged out instantly, and blood flowed out of his nose in an instant.

Busy with escaping, Hector Jamie gritted his teeth to hold on without falling, dodged Chenier’s second punch, and seeing the cold-faced Winslow standing on the left, Hector hurriedly got up and prepared to run to the right.

Bang! Bang!

The next second, two gunshots rang out in the area, and Hector Jamie only felt a sharp pain in both shins, and then uncontrollably fell forward to the ground.

"Hu—"

Walking out slowly from the back door with Reesi, Luo An looked at the pained expression on Hector Jamie on the ground, smiled slightly, and blew on the barrel of the Glock 18:

"Take him away!"

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Three hours later, Portland City FBI branch, a temporary interrogation room borrowed by the Special Investigation Team.

"Good afternoon, Hector Jamie."

Across the interrogation table, Luo An and Chenier were seated, with no nonsense, they directly asked:

"Where are Henry and his mother Belinda now?"