Chapter 786: Chapter 786

The muffled sound of muscles colliding rang out, and Cabot only felt an immense force smash into him, sending him flying.

Luo An’s movement was so sudden that not only did Cabot, who heavily fell to the ground, fail to react, but Mona, Reesi, and the others also widened their eyes in astonishment.

At this moment, Winslow reacted faster. Although he didn’t know why Luo An did this, he still fiercely pounced and pressed Cabot down hard:

From the Porsche sedan nearby, the driver responsible for driving Cabot was also taken aback. He quickly opened the car door, pulled out a handgun, and shouted:

"FBI! Put the gun down!"

Before the driver could finish speaking, Reesi, Mona, Chenier, and Michelle, who had reacted, simultaneously pulled out their guns, all aimed at the driver, ordering him to lay down his weapon, with Reesi shouting the loudest:

"Put your hands on your head and lie on the ground! Hurry! Lie down!"

Looking at the four gun barrels pointed at him, the driver’s mouth twitched. He thought about his salary and eventually tossed the handgun aside, slowly lying on the ground.

Reesi and Chenier quickly approached, kicked the handgun toward Michelle, then firmly restrained the driver. Mona sighed with relief, her gaze shifting to Luo An, asking: This update ıs available on novelFirｅ.net

"Luo An, what is this..."

"Group Leader Greenwood! What do you mean?!"

Before Mona could finish, Cabot, who was being pinned down, furiously roared:

"Are you sick? I asked for your help to catch those two murderers, why are you arresting me?"

Cabot’s face turned red from struggling fiercely, but Winslow pressed down firmly on him, preventing Cabot from moving.

Luo An patted Mona on the shoulder, signaling her not to worry. He then ignored Cabot, who was cursing furiously, and picked up his phone saying:

"Hello, Mr. President, this is Luo An Greenwood."

"Hello, Group Leader Greenwood."

A voice on the phone rang out, old yet energetic, saying:

"Just call me Jameson. Mr. President is too formal.

Cabot mentioned earlier that he intended to seek your help, and I appreciate Group Leader Greenwood’s willingness to assist.

However, I just heard some noises over the phone. Could Group Leader Greenwood explain why you did this?"

Jameson’s voice on the phone was neither hurried nor slow, and his tone was quite calm.

Luo An smiled, not beating around the bush, and said:

"President Jameson, there are two main reasons for my actions.

First, you are the primary person involved in this case. It is more appropriate to discuss certain matters directly with you, rather than relying on hearsay from others.

Second, during my conversation with Mr. Cabot just now, I found that he told me quite a few lies. I suspect that he has connections with those two murderers, which led me to take action and have the agents take control of him."

"You’re talking nonsense!"

Hearing Luo An’s words, a flicker of barely noticeable shock and fear passed through Cabot’s eyes but his face grew even more angry, and his voice louder as he cursed:

"I can see it now! You, the so-called best investigation group leader of the FBI Washington Headquarters, earn your reputation by slandering good people! You son of a..."

Cabot couldn’t finish cursing because Mona had stuffed a camping napkin into his mouth.

"Group Leader Greenwood, you discovered that Cabot lied to you?"

Jameson, on the other end of the phone, paused briefly then asked in a solemn voice:

"What lies did he tell?"

Jameson’s tone slightly changed, he now really wanted to believe that Luo An was wrong, and Cabot was not problematic.

But he had also heard the name Group Leader Luo An Greenwood through certain channels before, knowing his top-notch investigation skills.

If Luo An was not wrong, then it would mean there was an issue with Cabot... Jameson’s facial expression immediately became stern.

Through the phone, Luo An was unaware of the thoughts swirling in Jameson’s mind, and he calmly replied:

"Cabot just said that the murderers are in Yellowstone Park, that statement is a lie."

Encountering strangers, opening up the "emotional perception" in his mind as a first reaction had already been trained into a subconscious reflex for Luo An.

Just now, when Cabot was briefing about the case, he said the murderers were a man and a woman, who killed Jameson’s newly born granddaughter in the hospital and then the local police started to pursue them.

Everything sounded normal up to here, and "emotional perception" affirmed all these as true.

Then Cabot continued, saying that the pair had strong anti-investigation abilities, escaped the police’s several attempts to trace them by themselves, and eventually successfully fled into the interior of Yellowstone Park, evading capture.

From here, Luo An, depending on the "emotional perception" in his mind, discovered that the other party was lying.

Meaning, the murderers, both male and female, did not have strong anti-investigation abilities, did not escape from the police on their own, nor did they enter Yellowstone Park.

Cabot clearly knew that the murderers were not in the park, yet still led the team to search inside the park; together with the earlier conclusion that the murderers didn’t have strong anti-investigation capabilities and didn’t escape the police on their own, combining these two points, Luo An immediately reached a conclusion:

There is a connection between Cabot and that pair of murderers, and their escape from pursuit might also be facilitated by Cabot.

Searching for the two in Yellowstone Park was very likely a cover created by Cabot.

The reason Cabot involved Luo An and others, Luo An guessed that it’s highly probable that Cabot hadn’t bought everyone around him yet, there must be Jameson’s informants among those people.

The news of Luo An and others vacationing in Yellowstone Park was heard by Cabot, and those informants must have heard it too.

The name Luo An Greenwood had earned a loud reputation on certain federal levels.

To not draw the informants’ attention, not to arouse Jameson’s suspicions, Cabot had to proactively seek out Luo An and ask for his help.

After listening to Luo An’s statement, Cabot, pinned to the ground, had his eyes full of disbelief and fear, with cold sweat forming on his forehead.

He never expected that just after a brief chat with Luo An, Luo An would accurately guess most of his actions, nearly without any mistake!

Luo An didn’t bother with Cabot, and continued speaking into the phone:

"President Jameson, for you, checking what Cabot has done before shouldn’t be too hard.

Since the male and female murderers have escaped pursuit and have been missing for so long, it wouldn’t be a waste of time to check on Cabot’s side, what do you think?"

"You’re absolutely right, Group Leader Greenwood."

Jameson nonchalantly replied from the other end of the phone, and then there was silence from the phone, Luo An was not in a hurry, and went to get a box of fruits from the SUV’s trunk to eat.

Time passed by minute by minute, about five minutes later, Jameson’s voice emerged from the phone again, his tone chillingly cold:

"Group Leader Greenwood’s judgment is very accurate, indeed Cabot has secretly done some things."

Furious but also tremendously shocked, Jameson knew of Luo An’s reputation and excellent case-handling abilities, but those were always heard through others, he had never personally met Luo An.

Experiencing it firsthand today, Jameson then realized what the "best" in "the best investigation group leader at FBI Washington Headquarters" meant, he even felt that the word "best" is somewhat an understatement!

Behind the SUV, Luo An set the fruits aside and asked with a smile:

"Mr. Jameson, do you need me to lead a team to capture that pair of murderers?"

With few clues at hand, Luo An couldn’t guess why Cabot did what he did, nor was he aware of the connection between him and that pair, but now that the person was caught, it was easier to address everything else.

"This little matter doesn’t need to trouble you, Group Leader Greenwood."

Jameson laughed heartily on the other end of the phone, after a brief chat he finally said:

"Rest assured, Group Leader Greenwood, the promised reward won’t be short, I will handle the aftermath."

Luo An agreed, then tossed the phone to the Porsche driver nearby, and then spread his hands towards the agents, smiling:

"The case is resolved, let’s continue our vacation."