Legendary FBI Detective

The ringing of the cell phone made Andre pause slightly. He took out his cell phone, looked at it, and hung up the phone.

"Roan Greenwood."

Andre raised his head while holding the phone and stared at Luo An with a serious face:

"I don't care if you are the CIA or the FBI, I want to tell you, I hope..."

Jingle Bell--

Before he finished speaking, Andre's cell phone rang again.

"..."

There is a saying that once you make great progress, you will be exhausted again and again.

First interrupted by Luo An, and then twice by the ringtone of his mobile phone, Andre's brewing emotions were completely lost. The smile on Luo An's face was very sunny:

"I think you should answer the phone first, Mr. Andre."

Staring at Luo An, Andre picked up the phone and said coldly:

"It's me, Andre."

An older man's voice rang on the phone, speaking a lot of French. Andre didn't say a word during this period. He only replied "I know" at the end and hung up the phone.

Taking a deep breath, Andre waved to several cars in the distance. The cars immediately started to leave, making way for the plane to make way for the runway. Andre turned to look at Luo An and said in a deep voice:

"Roan Greenwood, I hope this is the last time you enter the Republic of France through illegal means, do you understand?"

Luo An smiled:

"I also hope that."

“Très bien (very good)”

Andre snorted, and Roan smiled and waved to the agents behind Andre, then led Winslow, Chenelle and Mona onto the plane.

The plane started, sped forward for a moment and slowly rose into the sky. Several people looked through the windows at the convoy on the runway below, turning around and leaving quickly. Lacey asked in a low voice:

"Luo An, what are these people doing today?"

"Getting angry out of frustration."

Luo An smiled and combined what happened just now. He guessed that the interception just now was most likely a decision made by Andre Clement Feng himself.

The content of that phone call was most likely from Andre's superior, who forcibly ordered him to let Luo An and others leave.

Luo An was not surprised by this. This case involved a wide range of intelligence agencies from the Federation, the British Empire, the French Republic, and the German Republic.

In the end, the matter was no longer an ordinary case, but turned into a political game among the people above.

When Veranith called before, the background sound was obviously hollow. Luo An suspected that she made the call in the bathroom. Things that made her so anxious could only be related to politics.

Luo An didn't explain much about what happened next, and Lacey didn't continue to ask. She simply talked for a few words and then sat back down in her seat.

The flight went smoothly and successfully arrived in Washington, DC a few hours later.

"It feels so amazing."

After walking out of the airport and getting into the car, Lacey stretched her waist vigorously and complained:

"When we left, we were heading to the south of the earth, but in the end we came back from the north of the earth."

"So the Earth is a ball."

Luo An replied casually, then glanced at the messages on his phone and said:

"You take the person back first, and I'll go to the FBI headquarters in Washington."

"OK."

The two of them separated halfway, and Luo An walked into the FBI headquarters in Washington and went straight to Mr. Clement's office.

Seeing Luo An's arrival, the secretary at the door smiled and stood up, nodded to him, and then opened the office door.

In addition to Mr. Clement, there were two white men in suits in the office.

The white man on the left, with half black and half white hair, is Lewis Quinnier, who had a relationship with Luo An after the previous [Salles case] was over, and is also a friend of Mona's father.

The white man on the right looks to be in his fifties. He has combed his brown hair into a meticulously slicked back. When he saw Luo An walking into the room, his face suddenly dropped.

Entering the room, Luo An first said hello to Mr. Clement:

"Good evening, sir."

Mr. Clement said:

"This is Lewis, and this is Kamren, both from the CIA."

Roan nodded towards Lewis Quinnier, who smiled and nodded in response. Kamren didn’t waste any time and asked directly:

"Team Leader Greenwood, what was the cause of Conrad and Evelin's death?"

Luo An blinked and said the answer he had prepared:

"They were killed by enemy sneak attacks."

"Where's the body?"

"Not sure."

Luo An shook his head:

"Former CIA agent Valery dropped a lot of blood in that sea area. After interrogation, he learned that it was cow blood.

It's well known that cow blood attracts sharks, so Conrad and Evelyn's bodies...sorry, I don't know exactly what happened to them. "

"..."

The air in the office was very quiet. Kamren stared at Luo An, his face extremely gloomy.

Luo An looked indifferent, he was telling the truth, the people who killed Conrad and the people who killed Evelin were indeed enemies as far as they were concerned.

Kamren was silent for a long time, then stood up and nodded to Mr. Clement and walked out of the office. Lewis stood up and patted Luo An on the shoulder with a smile before leaving the room.

The office door was closed, and Luo An turned to look at Mr. Clement:

"Sir?"

"It's okay, don't worry."

Mr. Clement showed a satisfied smile, handed Luan a folder, and said:

"This case is not easy. You handled it very well. Thank you for your hard work."

Luo An smiled and took the folder, opened it and found several letters inside. Mr. Clement introduced:

"These are letters of thanks from some of our special operations teams within the FBI. They are very grateful to you, Team Leader Luo An, for the fact that the list was recovered."

Unlike the CIA, most of the FBI agents on that list are close to some drug lords or criminal organizations.

Once the list is leaked, those agents will not survive tomorrow, and these investigation teams will also suffer heavy losses. The undercover network that took months or even years to build will only collapse completely.

In addition to letters of thanks, these investigation teams also had other expressions.

It’s not appropriate to just give money, so they sent a lot of special products to Luo An’s special investigation team. Most of these investigation teams are at the border or abroad, so all kinds of special products are all kinds of weird. At the speed of FedEx, it is expected to be shipped within three Delivery will continue throughout the month.

Luo An smiled and closed the folder. He didn't pay too much attention to the specialties, but asked:

"Sir, what happened to Kamren just now?"

"Sent by the CIA to show off."

Mr. Clement waved his hand nonchalantly, indicating to Luo An not to worry, and explained:

"This case was obviously caused by some unscrupulous people within the CIA, and they themselves were unreasonable.

However, the two CIA agents died in this case after all, and the proper investigation procedures need to be followed.

Kamren just did it deliberately to show you, trying to pressure you and make you say something he wanted to hear, but unfortunately, you let him down. "

A flash of realization flashed in Luo An's eyes, he smiled and said:

"I hope you're not disappointed, sir."

"Hahaha……"

Mr. Clement laughed loudly, raised his hand and nodded at Luo An, and then added:

"Tomorrow, escort Agent Valery to our FBI's temporary prison. This case ends here. The follow-up will be handed over to Veranis. Your special investigation team will resume vacation status. The deadline for vacation is to be determined."

"Okay, sir."

Just as Luo An was about to turn around and leave, Mr. Clement suddenly asked:

"By the way, I remember your hometown is Boston?"