Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 150: The Importance of Incognito Browsing

"A woman?"

Upon hearing Kemite's words, Reesi was taken aback, and then she turned her gaze towards Luo An beside her.

Luo An didn't mince words and directly said:

"Give me all the related documents, phone records, and all other details of this transaction.

Now."

"That's just not possible, OK?"

Kemite shook his head repeatedly upon hearing this:

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"How can I find all the information on that transaction so quickly when I deal with hundreds of stock transactions every day?

How about this, I'll bring them to you after work today, is that okay?"

"No, it's not.

If I say you can, then you can."

Luo An waved his hand to cut Kemite off before he could finish, then stared into his eyes with a serious expression and said:

"Listen, Kemite, you are just a junior trader working in a small investment firm.

I'm sure that a twenty-million-dollar transaction is the biggest you've ever seen and that the commission from that transaction made you a tidy profit.

So, don't try to feed us lies that are easily punctured; lying to the FBI is a serious crime."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Kemite's face suddenly darkened, and after a cold snort, he walked out of the break room with large strides:

"I'll go find the files right now."

"Good."

Luo An watched Kemite's retreating figure and nodded with satisfaction.

Negotiating nicely with these Wall Street traders, who have their eyes drilled into money, doesn't work; only a proper threat can make them move quickly.

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A moment later, Reesi sat down in the SUV's passenger seat with several sheets of paper, while Luo An pulled open the driver's side door of the SUV, took out his phone, and made a call to Mona.

"Mona, I've got a cell phone number; help me look it up."

Unlike usual, this time Mona didn't immediately agree, but instead asked Luo An a question:

"Luo An, do you remember the laptop of Brent Hughes that Lai De brought back from the forensics division?"

"Yeah."

Sitting down in the driver's seat, Luo An buckled his seat belt and nodded:

"Of course, I remember, why, did you find something on the computer?"

"That's right!

After the laptop of Brent Hughes came into my hands, I first checked his browsing history and found a lot of interesting stuff."

In the Group Five's office area, Mona spoke with a solemn face, while Luo An, starting the SUV, had beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

He remembered a news he saw in a previous life, about someone who remembered to format their cell phone before dying.

Indeed, the existence of incognito browsing is necessary.

"Wait a minute!"

Thinking of this, a sudden jump in Luo An's brow:

"Can incognito mode even prevent someone like Mona, a computer expert?"

Mona, unaware of the jumbled thoughts in Luo An's mind, continued speaking into the phone:

"A few days ago, Brent Hughes conducted a virus scan on his computer with the help of computer experts from an online forum.

And he actually found a virus."

Upon hearing this, Luo An's expression instantly became grave, and he asked in a deep voice:

"What virus?"

If it were a minor virus, Mona wouldn't have specifically mentioned it to him.

"A very special virus."

Mona explained on the other end of the phone:

"The program of this virus is not complicated; it just scans for keywords in the files on Brent Hughes' laptop.

There are many such keywords, mostly related to stock transactions.

Once it finds the target content, the virus would send that information out in the form of an email."

"Wow."

Hearing Mona's description, Luo An's brows raised instantly.

It felt like something out of a movie.

Tilting his head in thought for a few seconds, Luo An asked:

"Is it possible to find out who received the email?"

The expression of Mona from the No. 5 Investigation Group's office was somewhat grim:

"The other party used a virtual machine and a temporary email, so a thorough investigation will take a very long time."

Mona estimated that it would take at least one night to start.

"Alright then."

Hearing Mona's words, Luo An hurriedly asked her to put aside the investigation of the email recipient and to first check out the phone number they had just been discussing.

"OK."

Looking up the phone number was simple, and Mona quickly found out the identity of the woman on the other end of the line:

"Yuna Ramirez, 49 years old, one of the agents of the 'Dancers' modeling agency, currently living in Queens."

"'Dancers' modeling agency?"

Hearing Mona's words over the phone, Reesi, sitting in the passenger seat, lit up with an expression of interest.

Seeing this, Luo An quickly tilted his head and asked:

"What's up?"

"This modeling company is very famous in the New York underground."

Reesi tilted her head towards Luo An, eyes shining with a peculiar light, and spoke with a very special tone:

"The models there each have a very skilled set of training techniques."

"Uh..."

Seeing the expression on Reesi's face and hearing her words, Luo An suddenly fell silent.

He planned to have Reesi take him there for a visit after this case was over.

Skills and such, he was still young and hadn't seen them, he needed to broaden his horizons.

"Thanks for the effort."

After getting the address of Yuna Ramirez from Mona, Luo An pressed the gas pedal to the floor, and the SUV instantly sped towards the highway.

"By the way, Mona."

Just as Mona on the other end of the line was about to hang up, Luo An suddenly thought of something, so he raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion:

"Can you find out when the virus entered Brent Hughes' computer?"

Mona was startled:

"What do you mean?"

"If we can find out the time the virus entered the computer,"

Luo An said with a smile as he drove:

"And then we look up Brent Hughes' schedule for that day, then..."

Mona, from the No. 5 Investigation Group's office, immediately understood upon hearing this, her eyes lighting up:

"Then I will be able to know who transferred the virus into Brent Hughes' computer!"

"Exactly!"

Luo An nodded in satisfaction, a smile on his face.

Mona was a computer expert who would habitually use hacker methods to solve difficult problems.

And although Luo An only had a basic understanding of computers, he was good at reasoning, so it was easy for him to spot problems overlooked by Mona.

It wasn't long before Mona's cheerful cheer came through the phone:

"Thank you so much, Luo An! You've saved me the huge trouble of staying up all night tonight!"

Raising his eyebrows upon hearing this, Luo An asked:

"What did you find?"

"The virus appeared in Brent Hughes' computer half a month ago in the early morning hours when it was installed."

Mona said with a smile over the phone:

"According to Brent Hughes' credit card records, he was resting in a hotel at that time.

And the hotel's surveillance video shows that Brent Hughes was not alone.

Accompanying him was a Western European model named Philomena."

"I know Philomena."

Hearing what Mona said, Reesi, who had been silent, suddenly covered her mouth and exclaimed in surprise:

"To my knowledge, she is also one of the models under the 'Dancers' modeling agency! And she's one of the best in the group!"

"OK."

Hearing this, a smile immediately appeared on Luo An's face.

He had connected the entire case together.