"Luo An, I admire you very much, I really do."
After handing Luan a cup of coffee, Lacey walked with him to the Jacobs Federal Building. At the same time, she looked at him with a strange look on her face. After hesitating for a long time, she asked in a low voice:
"Do you know the details of the woman you played games with last night?"
"Of course I know. Lydia Ruth, 30 years old, is the manager of the Fire Queen Bar. Since her last husband died, she has not had a boyfriend or a sexual life for two years. What's wrong?"
Luo An tilted his head and wondered. He straightened his back last night and used some small tricks to get all these basic information, and then asked:
"I remember you told me last night that she has no special background."
Lacey nodded. The information obtained by Luo An was correct, and Lydia did not have any background on the surface. Secretly, her background was just that of a local gangster, and she was still unwilling to provoke the FBI.
But what she wanted to say was not about Lydia’s background, but about Lydia herself.
This woman Lydia...
Looking at Luo An who was greeting Cai Yiyi and other agents, Lacey shook her head and sighed.
Forget it, let Luo An feel it himself in the future. It's not a big deal. I just hope Luo An's kidneys can hold on.
"Good afternoon, Agent Roan!"
"Hello."
"Good skills! Agent Luo An!"
"Thanks."
Walking on the first floor of the Jacobs Federal Building, in just a dozen steps, three or four agents greeted Luo An. Luo An also responded with a smile showing eight teeth. He was satisfied when he and Lacey walked into the elevator. He asked with a puzzled face:
"Where do these people know my name?"
"There are no secrets in this building, Roan."
Lacey took a sip of coffee and calmly explained:
"The news about you killing the gangster with a pen last night spread throughout this building in less than an hour. It's normal for them to know you."
Luo An: "..."
Before he could speak, the elevator arrived at the floor where Investigation Team No. 5 was located. As the elevator door opened, a deafening sound of applause entered the elevator, startling Luo An.
"Well done, Roan!"
Mona and several technical agents cheered and applauded Roan, and the bear-like Ryder also applauded and shouted:
"Luo An, you must teach me the technique of swinging a pen later! I will provide you with breakfast for a year!"
When Luo An saw this scene, a real smile appeared on his face, not the one with eight teeth exposed. He hugged each other and thanked:
"Thank you everyone! Last night's action would not have been possible without everyone's support and help! Thank you very much!"
"Haha, I knew Luo An would say that!"
After hearing what Luo An said, Augustus walked out behind everyone, patted Luo An hard on the shoulder, looked up and down a few times, and nodded with satisfaction:
"You did a great job last night, boy. You have some of the skills I had when I was young!"
Everyone: "..."
Looking down at August's big belly, Luo An still had a smile on his face and said nothing, as long as he was happy.
"Let's go, let's go, do what you have to do!"
With a wave of his hand, Augustus drove the agents back to the office area of Investigation Team No. 5, while he led Luo An to the other direction of the corridor.
Luo An asked doubtfully:
"where are we going?"
"Go to the office of team leader Veranith. She has something to ask you."
As Augustus walked, he patted his big belly. While answering Luo An's questions, he also didn't forget to show a smile to the people passing by and pat Luo An on the shoulder.
A sense of immediacy comes over parents showing off their children in front of outsiders.
"That's right, Luo An."
Halfway through, August suddenly pulled Luo An's shoulder, motioned him to lower his head, and then whispered in Luo An's ear:
"During the meeting this morning, Blossom was appointed by the special agent director as the team leader of the newly established Investigation Team No. 14. You can't even guess how ugly Blossom's face was at that time!"
Luo An: "..."
He tilted his head and glanced at Augustus, who was so happy that his back teeth were exposed. Luo An didn't expect that he actually had a hobby of gossip.
The two walked to the end of the corridor. August pointed to the door not far away and said:
"Veranith is waiting for you inside. Be careful when speaking. After the conversation, go back to the office. I also have something to tell you."
"Okay, sir."
Seeing Augustus turning away, Luo An lowered his head and adjusted his suit. Seeing that there was nothing wrong, he knocked on the door of the office.
"Enter."
Hearing Veranith's extremely cold voice, Luo An raised his eyebrows, calmly opened the door and walked in.
"Good afternoon, sir."
"sit."
Without raising her head to talk to Luo An, Veranith still lowered her head and wrote some documents on her desk.
Luo An didn't care, sat down on the chair in front of Veranith's desk, and began to observe the surroundings silently.
The office is large, but the decoration is simple, with only a large bookshelf filled with file bags, a desk, a chair, and a water dispenser.
Not even a green plant.
If it weren't for the fact that the office faced the south and had sunlight shining in, this office would definitely represent 'depression'.
Frowning, Luo An turned his attention to Veranith and found that she was still dressed in a broad-shouldered women's suit today, and her appearance gave people a very serious look.
It’s just that the pants seem a bit mismatched.
snap——
Hearing the sound of the signature pen being thrown onto the desk, Luo An hurriedly moved his eyes away from Veranith's body.
Verenis didn't care, pulled out another folder on the desktop, and began to read without any emotion:
"Roann Greenwood was born on April 1, 1981 at Boston Children's Hospital. Your father was a professor of accounting at Boston University. He died of a shooting on the street when you were 4 years old. The murderer is unknown. Your mother is a doctor at Children's Hospital. You were shot dead in the street a week after your 18th coming-of-age ceremony, and the murderer is still missing."
After reading this, Veranith looked up at Luo An and asked expressionlessly:
"Am I right? Agent Luo An."
Luo An's head jumped, and his mind began to flip through the memories left by his predecessor, but he replied expressionlessly: "...No."
Isn't it just pretending to be paralyzed? Who wouldn't?
"OK."
Seeing that Luo An had no objection, Verenis continued to read:
“After your mother died, you worked part-time to make money while studying hard. Finally, with excellent grades and letters of recommendation from your mother’s colleagues, you successfully entered the University of Massachusetts, Boston, majoring in accounting.
After graduating from college, you worked on Wall Street for two years, but for some reason you suddenly quit your job and instead participated in the FBI's social recruitment.
After 20 weeks of training at the FBI Academy in Virginia, you successfully passed the final exam, became a new trainee agent, and was assigned to the New York Bureau. "
After briefly reading Roan Greenwood's experience from birth to the present, Veranith threw the folder aside, crossed her hands, stared into Roan's eyes with a solemn expression, and asked sternly:
"The report from the FBI training academy never said that you have excellent throwing skills! Tell me, where did you learn this?"
Luo An: "..."
