Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 149: The Truth Behind the Case

Taking the papers Luo An handed him, the form was filled with a variety of numbers.

Augustus felt dizzy looking at them and didn't understand what those numbers meant, so he asked directly:

"What is this?"

"A miracle of capitalist society."

Luo An took back the paper, bit off a chunk of his hamburger, and explained with a smile:

"This company named SDAM executed a stock transaction worth twenty million US dollars for a firm on Wall Street.

The next day, miraculously, SDAM sold those stocks for forty-two million US dollars."

"Wow."

Hearing Luo An's explanation, Augustus's eyes widened instantly, and he hurriedly asked:

"Have you found out who is behind SDAM?"

"No, SDAM is just a shell company."

Luo An shook his head; his previous study in accounting enabled him to quickly identify this irregular transaction among the many he encountered at Brent Hughes.

Continuing on, Luo An said:

"Not only that, there is another shell company behind SDAM.

Moreover, that forty-two million dollars first entered a bank in Houston and then was quickly transferred to several offshore banks.

After staying in the offshore banks for a few seconds, it was swiftly moved to..."

Before Luo An could finish, Augustus grimaced and interjected:

"The Cayman Islands, right?"

"Yeah."

Luo An nodded.

The Cayman Islands are highly secretive. Companies registered there do not disclose directors and shareholders' information to the public; copies of the registers of directors and shareholders are kept at the registrar and never released.

As for taxes, except for a licensing fee paid to the government every January, no other taxes are required.

Thus, the Cayman Islands have become a tax haven worldwide, and uncovering detailed transaction information there is as hard as reaching heaven.

After all, in America, the last people you want to offend are the wealthy.

"So the search warrant is useless."

With Luo An's affirmative reply, Augustus's expression looked very grim:

"So, it means we're dealing with masters, right?"

Luo An nodded; the opposition's handling appeared extremely adept:

"The person transferring the funds is no ordinary master."

Pondering for a few seconds, Augustus tilted his head and asked:

"So, do you still have any leads to continue the investigation?"

Confronted with this high-stakes financial crime, Augustus momentarily felt a headache.

"Of course!"

Upon hearing Augustus's question, Luo An grinned, picking up another piece of paper from the nearby table.

Augustus didn't take it, just waved his hand for Luo An to explain.

"This paper lists the numbers that Brent Hughes's phone has dialed and received in the past few days."

Luo An glanced at the series of numbers on the paper, feeling that Augustus might have misunderstood something, and explained with a smile:

"One of these numbers was from the Securities and Exchange Commission.

I just called them back and discovered that the person is an attorney named Wells.

This Wells is the head of the enforcement division at the Securities and Exchange Commission."

Augustus's eyes instantly lit up.

Clearly, the real situation in this case is that Brent Hughes discovered SDAM's improper stock transactions and contacted the Securities and Exchange Commission.

Somehow the information leaked, and Brent Hughes was silenced.

Listening to Luo An's words, Augustus's dark face instantly showed a hint of a smile, nodding continuously and loudly praising:

"Good job, Luo An!

I knew giving you this case was the right choice!"

Upon hearing this, Luo An grinned and stretched out his hand to grab a big hamburger from the box in front of Augustus.

——

The next day, morning.

In a building in the Wall Street area.

In the elevator, Reesi was silent for a while, then tilted her head and asked:

"Luo An, I remember the dossier showed that you were working on Wall Street before joining the FBI, right?"

"Yeah."

Luo An nodded.

Seeing this, Reesi grew even more puzzled and slowly moved closer to Luo An, asking in a low voice:

"Why would a high-caliber graduate from the University of Massachusetts Boston with a degree in accounting leave here and choose the FBI?"

Given Luo An's qualifications, he could have lived an enviable elite life on Wall Street for decades without any unexpected events.

The monthly salary from the FBI doesn't even match the commissions some people on Wall Street make from a single stock transaction.

Hearing Mona's words, Luo An internally rolled his eyes:

How would I know?

Luo An Greenwood's memories, Luo An had already received most of them.

However, the initial reason why Luo An-Greenwood decided to leave Wall Street and join the FBI, no matter what he tried, remained unclear.

The only clear memories were of Luo An-Greenwood's training days at the FBI Academy, his graduation with excellent results, and eventually being transferred to the FBI New York Branch.

After trying every possible way and still being unable to clear up that part of his memory, Luo An finally decided to put it aside for now.

After all, this memory didn't affect his current life and there would eventually come a day when he would understand it.

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However, Luo An had some guesses about the content of that memory, he just hadn't found any evidence yet.

Ding—

The elevator reached its destination, Luo An chose to ignore Reesi's expectant look waiting for his reply, and walked into a small economic investment firm.

Tonight, right after starting their shift, Luo An and Reesi went to the Securities and Exchange Commission to inquire from Attorney Wells.

From Attorney Wells, they learned the name of this small economic investment company.

According to Attorney Wells, Brent Hughes discovered that an employee of this company had completed all the operations of buying and selling SDAM company's stocks.

Inside the bustling small economic investment company, voices shouting over phones filled the air, synchronized perfectly with the ups and downs of stock prices displayed on the computers.

Looking around, Luo An walked with Mona up to a skinny white young man, patted him on the shoulder, and said expressionlessly:

"FBI.

Hello, Kemite, we have some questions for you."

Seeing the gold badge Luo An presented before him, Kemite's face, originally flushed from the rising stock prices, instantly turned pale.

In the break room of the small economic investment company, Luo An casually poured coffee for himself and Reesi, then handed a piece of paper from his pocket to Kemite and asked with a smile:

"Kemite, it seems you already know why we are here, so I'll get straight to the point.

Tell me, what's the deal with this twenty million transaction?"

"This..."

Holding the data on the piece of paper, Kemite pondered for a moment, then finally let out an uncomfortable breath, looked up at Luo An, and explained:

"I swear, I really didn't know.

The entire transaction was conducted using bank accounts and phone calls."

Reesi, standing beside him, furrowed her brows:

"Then who were you talking to on the phone?"

"I don't know."

Kemite shook his head repeatedly:

"I only know it was a woman on the other end of the phone."