Hearing the mutterings of reporters from several small newspapers, sitting in the front row of the conference room, many reporters from well-known New York media looked at each other, as if they had guessed what Veranith was going to do next.
Sure enough, as Veranith's words stopped, the female agent who had been standing in the corner of the conference room immediately picked up the remote control and turned on the TV hanging high in the corner of the conference room.
The program inside was the New York News Channel, which was continuously replaying the scene where the gangster Frazier aimed a pistol at Luo An, but Luo An counterattacked with a pen.
"Oh my god!"
"is this real?"
This was the first time for reporters from several small newspapers to see this scene. They all gasped in surprise, causing the air temperature in the conference room to drop a lot.
The well-known media reporters sitting in the front row were also staring at the TV, and their expressions were very exciting.
Although these media outlets were well-informed and had seen this scene before coming here, their attention was still diverted when this scene was displayed in front of them again.
Without it, the scene of killing the gunman with a pen is too much like a movie. Coupled with Luo An's cold and handsome face, if this clip is cut out alone, some people will definitely believe it if it is said to be a new Hollywood movie.
"Dear journalists."
Seeing the wonderful expressions on everyone's faces, Veranis raised the corners of her mouth slightly, but quickly took it back and said calmly:
"This is the actual video of our FBI agents killing the serial killer. The killer's biological samples are completely consistent with the biological samples extracted from the two crime scenes... So, now I am announcing here:
A serial murder case of dismemberment was discovered today in Queens, New York. After five hours, our FBI successfully solved the case and killed the murderer! "
"..."
The room was silent for a few seconds, and then it suddenly became noisy. Reporters crowded in front of Veranith like crazy and shouted loudly:
"Team leader, are the five hours you just mentioned true or false? Was your FBI already searching for this suspect before the news broke?"
"Team leader, what do you say about the detective on TV who blatantly raced while handling the case?"
"Ma'am, what's the name of the agent holding the pen? He looks young. Does he have a girlfriend?"
"..."
Verenis did not rush to answer these reporters' questions, but turned her gaze to the live camera, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and silently made a mouth shape:
'Thank You'
No one knew who she was thanking.
But Blossom felt that Veranith was thanking him.
Because of his help, Veranith successfully gained limelight in front of the media and her career took a step forward.
In the single-family apartment, Broson's face darkened when he saw this scene, and he threw the cup in his hand to the ground.
The next second, the cell phone next to him suddenly rang. Blossom saw the contact's pupils shrinking suddenly, but he still pressed the answer button.
A hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Brossen, you went too far this time."
"Sir, I..."
Blossom looked solemn. Just as he was about to say something to explain, he was interrupted by the voice on the other end of the phone:
"Tomorrow I will announce the establishment of Investigation Team No. 14. As the new team leader, you will be responsible for managing Investigation Team No. 14."
As soon as he finished speaking, the other end of the phone hung up the phone without waiting for Blossom's attitude.
"A team leader has only a newly established investigation team under his command. This is something the FBI New York branch has not done in more than ten years."
Looking at the phone being hung up, Blossom laughed angrily. He could already guess the way those people would look at him at tomorrow's meeting.
"call--"
After taking several deep breaths, Blossom suppressed his anger. He picked up the cup from the ground expressionlessly, filled it with wine and drank it in one gulp. Then he got up, left the sofa and walked to the bedroom.
The voice of talking to oneself was faintly heard:
"Verenyth, Augustus, Roan Greenwood..."
——
"Verenyth has a good man."
In the distance, at the FBI headquarters in Washington, an elderly white man in a suit saw the press conference on TV. He took a sip of wine and hummed twice, then pressed the phone next to him:
"Tomorrow morning, put all the information about the agent on TV on my desk...at the top."
"Okay, sir."
——
Luo An didn't know what happened last night.
After driving Lacey to the Fire Queen Bar within twenty minutes, with Lacey's help, Luo An... failed to recognize the girls on the business card because they were all attracted by Lacey. Pried away.
But with his ordinary handsome face, Luo An still managed to get acquainted with the female manager of the bar.
After a busy day, can’t you enjoy some fun?
With this idea in mind, he slept until two o'clock in the afternoon the next day.
The sun was setting in the west, and in the manager's lounge above the Fire Queen bar in Manhattan, Luo An slowly opened his eyes.
For a moment, he felt a little pain in his back.
"hiss--"
After moving away the arms wrapped around his neck and the thighs wrapped around his waist, Luo An leaned on his waist and got out of bed, and slowly walked into the bathroom with a ferocious expression.
"This time it was a miscalculation!"
While opening the gate to release the water, Luo An looked at himself in the mirror. Luo An found that there was a hint of haggardness on his ordinary face, and his eyes widened in realization:
"Roan Greenwood is not very good at drinking, I actually forgot about that!"
After washing up, Luo An walked out of the bathroom. After getting dressed, he glanced at the bumpy figure still sleeping on the bed in the bedroom, turned around and left the room without hesitation, while shaking his head and sighing:
"Just drinking and having sex actually made me feel pain in my back... No, starting from today, I must exercise more and stop drinking at the same time!"
Finding the SUV in the bar parking lot, Roan drove it slowly forward, preparing to go to the Jacobs Federal Building.
While waiting for a traffic light at an intersection, he opened the system page that he had not had time to open because he was busy exercising last night.
[Yesterday’s performance evaluation: Excellent]
[Number of treasure chests obtained: four]
【Do you want to open the treasure chest? 】
"Turn on!"
Looking at the rough cutscene of opening a treasure chest in the system screen, and then looking at the word "excellent" in the evaluation, a look of surprise appeared on Luo An's face:
"Three treasure chests will be given if the evaluation is good, and four treasure boxes will be given if the evaluation is excellent...This thing turns out to be incremental."
[The treasure chest has been opened]
[Stamina Potion×1. Strength potion × 1. Swiftness Potion ×1. Sensitive medicine × 1. 】
"..."
After touching his sore lower back and looking at the three bottles of physical potion in the system backpack, Luo An did not hesitate, took out one bottle and drank it.
Smashing his mouth, it had no taste, but a few seconds later, an indescribable feeling spread from Luo An's abdomen to his whole body.
Luo An was a little unhappy when he saw that the hemostasis medicine he wanted most was not in the treasure box.
But after drinking the stamina potion, Luo An felt that in the blink of an eye, his waist was no longer sore, his legs were no longer painful, and his body was not weak at all. Luo An's eyes lit up:
"nice one!"
It turns out that stamina potion is the way to go!
The SUV soon arrived at the Jacobs Federal Building. When Luo An walked out of the parking lot, he happened to meet Lacey who came out to buy coffee, so he raised his hand and said hello with a smile:
"Good afternoon, Lacey."
"Roan?"
Seeing the energetic Luo An on his face, Lacey, who knew who he went to exercise with last night, was shocked:
"You...can still come to work?"
Luo An suddenly felt unhappy: Who are you looking down on?
