Ms. Yolande, you don't want to either...
Pooh!
Luo An hurriedly stopped the island country's characteristic words echoing in his head, took the envelope and check, looked at the amount inside, and smiled:
"No problem, Ms. Yolande, I don't remember where the town of Skarsdale is."
After hearing Luo An's words, the expression on the congressman's wife's face completely relaxed, and the hand holding the bag slowly loosened.
Before Yolande came here, he was actually prepared for Luo An's lion to open his mouth, and even prepared for the worst.
But when I saw Luo An agreeing so quickly, with his ordinary handsome face only staring at the US dollars, and completely ignoring me, I felt a little unhappy. Why?
Luo An didn't know what the woman with the pet dog in front of him was thinking. After seeing the 50,000 US dollars in the envelope, he suddenly remembered something, so he raised his head and asked:
"By the way, Ms. Yolande, I was not alone at that time. I was also traveling with my teammate Mona. I don't know..."
Hearing Luo An's words, Lidya's eyes flashed.
Yolande's sudden jump slowly calmed down. He suppressed the discomfort in his heart and tried his best to use a calm tone and said:
"I will find an opportunity to contact her. This money is yours only."
"OK."
After getting the answer he wanted, the smile on Luo An's face returned. He stuffed the check into the envelope and put it in his pocket. He stretched out his hand and shook Yolande's hand with a look of justice on his face:
"Protecting federal taxpayers is our unshirkable mission as FBI agents."
Lydia: “…..”
Yolande: "..."
Rolling his eyes fiercely, Yolande picked up the pet dog, said a few words to Lydia, then turned and left the room.
Her daughter is still lying in the hospital.
"You have such a thick skin, Luo An."
After sending Ms. Yolande out of the private room door, Lydia returned, picked up the water and took another sip, smiling at Luo An who was sitting on the sofa:
"Don't you feel embarrassed to say such words?"
"As long as I don't feel embarrassed, it will be someone else who is embarrassed."
Luo An stretched out his hand, hugged Lidya in his arms, lowered his head and asked with a smile:
"By the way, how do you know Ms. Yolande?"
"I run a bar. Isn't it normal to meet a congressman's wife? I just don't have much contact with her."
Lydia broke away from Luo An's arms, turned her head and asked with a smile:
"But I didn't expect that she contacted me today and actually asked me to contact you. By the way, can you tell me secretly what happened in the small town of Skarsdale you mentioned?"
In fact, after knowing that the girl in the sling was Yolande's daughter, Luo An briefly related everything that happened that day and roughly deduced the truth:
Ms. Yolande went to the clinic for a physical check-up. The number of check-ups and the time were too long, which attracted the attention of the girl in the sling.
But the sling girl only had suspicions and no evidence, so when Yolande went out for a physical checkup again, she chose to skip class and drive to the clinic.
On the one hand, it is to verify the thoughts in my heart, and on the other hand, it may be that I want to talk to my mother.
But unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the small town of Skarsdale, he met Luo An and had a passionate fight with the gangster, and his back was injured.
The girl in the sling still had her own goals at this time, and the wound was not serious, so she did not choose to make the matter a big deal, but took advantage of the situation and went to the clinic with the wound.
At the entrance of the clinic, the girl in a sling saw her mother's car. When the clinic nurse helped her treat her wounds, she may have heard what happened in the ward.
So after treating the wound, the angry girl in a sling got into her mother's car and prepared to give her mother a 'surprise'.
But what she didn't expect was that the gangster who had shot Luo An before stole the medicine in the clinic and also targeted the car.
So the girl in the sling was beaten and thrown into the trunk of the car.
What follows is the story of Luo An and the gangsters driving and shooting each other, and finally discovering the girl with a sling.
When Ms. Yolande learned that her daughter had appeared in the small town of Skarsdale and was injured by a gangster in her car, she should have guessed the story of what happened to the girl in a sling today.
Luo An didn’t know that Ms. Yolande did not regret it later, but he knew that Ms. Yolande finally chose to pay to keep it secret to prevent these things from being spread from the mouths of outsiders to the ears of her husband, the Yale congressman...
"No, Lydia."
Luo An briefly went through the whole thing in his mind, then pointed at the check in his pocket and shook his head in refusal:
"You know, I just received Ms. Yolande's thank you payment."
"Really can not?"
Lydia asked again.
"Really can not."
Luo An shook his head and refused. He is an honest person, and he always does what he says when it comes to getting paid to do things.
Hearing this, the corners of Lydia's mouth slightly raised, her mouth came close to Luo An's ear, and she whispered:
"As long as you tell me, tonight..."
"Um?"
Luo An's eyes lit up when he heard this, he licked his lips, tilted his head and asked:
"you sure?"
"certainly!"
Taking a deep breath, Luo An took off his suit jacket and hooked Lidia's chin:
"The rules of the gang are to inspect the goods first and then give money."
"no problem!"
Lidya smiled and broke away from Luo An's big hand and stood up from the sofa:
“But we’re going to have dinner first, then have a dance, and finally inspect the goods.”
"No problem, honey."
Luo An smiled and nodded, agreeing to Lidya's request:
"Tonight, you have the final say."
After hearing Luo An's sweet offer, she agreed. Lydia walked towards the changing room and raised the corners of her mouth:
Ha, man.
Looking at the slim figure in the dressing room, Luo An, who was sitting on the sofa, rolled up the cuffs of his white shirt and curled his lips:
Let me see who you are and what your purpose is.
Also, how did your previous husbands die?
——
In the distance, in a spacious apartment in a high-rise building with twinkling lights in the center of Manhattan, Veranith changed into a pair of loose home clothes and was sitting in the study with her head down writing materials.
Ding--
The computer next to her suddenly rang. Veranith turned to look at the computer and found that it was an email.
Seeing the signature of the email sender, Veranith's brows suddenly frowned.
This byline never sent her good news.
Sure enough, when she opened the email, the content inside made Veranis grit her teeth and her eyes were full of anger:
Regarding Agent Roan Greenwood's application to join the Columbus Foundation, the proposal was rejected.
Without hesitation, Veranith immediately picked up the phone beside her, pressed the numbers that were already rotten in her heart, and dialed.
Soon, the call was picked up by the other party, and Veranith said directly:
"Give the phone to Mr. Clement."
"......OK."
After waiting for a few minutes, a voice finally came from the other end of the phone. She took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort in her heart, and said directly without any nonsense:
"Why not approve the application I submitted for Roan Greenwood to join the foundation?"
"Because his level is too low."
At the FBI headquarters in Washington, an elderly white man in a suit hummed, raised his hand and motioned to his secretary to bring a folder, opened the folder, looked at it, and replied:
"Roan Greenwood has just been officially promoted less than five days ago, and he is only an official agent. He is not eligible to join the Columbus Foundation."
When Veranith heard this, she asked coldly:
"Why is the foundation called the Columbus Foundation? It's because we need to discover new continents, that is, new talents! Are you sure you won't approve Roan Greenwood's application?"
"I am sure."
Toot toot—
Verenis hung up the phone directly without continuing the nonsense.
