Chapter 828 Another wave of counterfeit banknotes
Lacie's tone was very exciting. Roan and Chenelle looked at each other and immediately moved their chairs next to her:
“What’s new?”
“It’s counterfeit money from Washington, D.C.”
Like Chenelle, Lacey showed the computer screen to Luo An and explained seriously:
“I first worked with Mona to investigate the interpersonal relationships between Giannido and his cronies. Mona found some information, but I found almost nothing.
So I changed my mind. Giannido’s ultimate goal in buying those counterfeit banknotes must be to spend them.
We found half a million US dollars in the secret room. In addition to this half a million US dollars, might Giannido have also sent counterfeit bills to other underground casinos, bars and other places owned by the Giannido gang. "
“You mean, Giannido bought more than half a million dollars in counterfeit money?”
Chenelle frowned slightly, understanding what Lacey meant, but then she remembered something and said:
“But when the Giannido gang was destroyed, not a single counterfeit money was found in the Trace Inspection Section or in other gang locations... Lacey, do you suspect that the Trace Inspection Section missed something?”
“No.”
Lacie shook her head, with a proud smile on her face, and then explained:
“I believe there is no problem with the Trace Inspection Department.
Since there is no problem in the trace examination department, it means that Giannido only bought half a million US dollars in counterfeit banknotes. Before he could spend it, the gang itself was destroyed by our team. "
Cheniel frowned even more tightly:
“Lacie, what exactly do you want to say?”
Without waiting for Lacey’s reply, Luo An accepted her analysis and explained with a smile:
“Lacey wanted to say that since Giannido’s gang only bought half a million dollars in counterfeit bills and didn’t have time to spend them, there should be no other counterfeit bills on the market in Washington, DC.
If other counterfeit banknotes appear on the market, there are two possibilities:
Either the person who sold the counterfeit money used the counterfeit money himself; or the person who sold the counterfeit money sold the counterfeit money in his hand to someone other than Giannido. "
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Lacie snapped her fingers, looked at Chenelle with a smile, and said:
“Sure enough, Luo An and I are the smartest people in the special investigation team.”
Chenier rolled her eyes, too lazy to respond to the conversation, and asked directly:
“So, Lacey, have you discovered other counterfeit bills on the market?”
“You guessed it right!”
Lacie nodded, turned around and found two pieces of paper among the messy folders on her desk, handed them to Roan and Chenelle, and said:
“I contacted the Washington, D.C., police department and asked if they had received any reports related to counterfeit money in the past two years.”
Chenelle looked at the information on the paper carefully. Records showed that in the past two years, Washington, D.C., had received hundreds of calls related to counterfeit banknotes.
Most of the counterfeit banknotes found by the police when they went to the scene had a relatively low level of counterfeiting, and some of them could tell something was wrong at a glance.
Until a few days ago, the police department received a call from a store, stating that they had received a high-grade counterfeit banknote that was basically invisible to the naked eye and could only be detected by a banknote detector.
“The time when this counterfeit banknote appeared…”
Seeing the alarm time on the paper, Cheniel was stunned for a moment:
“The day before we busted the Giannido gang?”
Luo An looked at the relevant information in the paper and narrowed his eyes slightly:
“This time the amount was very small, just 20 US dollars... In other words, the person who used this counterfeit bill either received it from the person who sold the counterfeit bill without knowing it at all.
Either this guy is actually the person selling counterfeit banknotes! "
Chenelle’s eyes lit up instantly. Winslow, Michelle and Mona, who had been listening quietly next to her, also looked excited. Roan immediately asked:
"not yet."
Lacie spread her hands and shook her head, indicating that she had just found out what she had found.
Luo An didn't care either. He turned to look at Mona. Mona understood what he meant before he could speak and immediately turned around and started typing on the keyboard.
Mona’s fingers flew like snakes on the keyboard, and soon the lunch purchased over the phone was delivered to the office. When Winslow distributed the food to everyone, Mona suddenly stopped and said loudly:
"Everyone, I found that guy on the surveillance camera!" "Very good."
Luo An brought a box of meat and vegetable food to Mona and said with a smile:
“Let’s eat first, and once we’ve filled our stomachs, we’ll summarize this guy’s name, address, and other information, and let’s go have a chat with him.”
“OK!”
At 1:30 that afternoon, Luo An and Chenier led several SWAT team members to find the suspect named Octavia that Mona had found.
After a brief inquiry, Octavius told everything he knew. He was not a seller of counterfeit banknotes. The counterfeit U.S. dollar was just a piece of money he received by mistake from someone else when he was buying something.
Luo An was sure that the other party was telling the truth, so he led Cheniel and others to the supermarket that Octaviy mentioned.
The supermarket owner had no idea about this. He rarely sent the change one by one to the currency detector for inspection. When there were many people and busy times, he would directly exchange the change from the previous customer to the next customer. He Banknotes here are very liquid.
Luo An was not surprised by this, so he asked the supermarket owner to take out all the surveillance cameras of the recent period and bring them back to the special investigation team for closer inspection.
Fortunately, when Octavian went shopping, there was not a lot of traffic in the supermarket, and Luo An and the others quickly found the person who gave the counterfeit money to the supermarket owner.
Luo An and Mona frowned when they saw each other's faces clearly. It was the white young man who attempted robbery last night and was killed by the old man with a gun.
“Good evening, we meet again.”
At 6:30 pm, in the interrogation room of a police station in Washington, D.C., Luo An and Mona sat side by side. The white young man sat opposite them, with helplessness written on his face:
“Mr. Agent, isn’t it just a robbery? Besides, I haven’t succeeded yet. As for the FBI, are you looking for me?”
"The reason why we are looking for you this time has nothing to do with your failed robbery yesterday."
Luo An opened Mona’s laptop and smiled lightly:
“Martin Torres, 29 years old, unemployed, went to prison for smoking and selling flour, and was just released from prison two years ago…”
After briefly reading Martin’s identity information, Luo An smiled and said:
“Why, after learning new techniques in prison, Martin Qi stopped selling flour this time and sold counterfeit banknotes instead?”
“Me? Selling counterfeit banknotes?”
Martin's eyes widened in disbelief, and Luo An didn't explain much and directly showed him the supermarket surveillance video.
“NO, NO, NO…”
After watching the surveillance video, Martin’s eyelids jumped, he waved his hands and shook his head:
"I have never sold counterfeit banknotes. Don't accuse me wrongly. I have nothing to do with this kind of thing."
Mona narrowed her eyes slightly, Luo An still had a smile on his face, and then asked:
“Then where did you get this counterfeit money?”
"how could I know?"
Martin spread his hands, widened his eyes, and the expression on his face was full of innocence:
“Everything costs money these days, who would bother to remember which banknote came from where.”
Luo An nodded slightly:
“That makes sense.”
“It is.”
Martin was slightly relieved, and just as he was about to continue saying something, Luo An turned to Mona and said:
“Go and complete the formalities, and we’ll take this guy to FBI headquarters.”
Martin: “?!”
(End of this chapter)