"Thank God you're alive."
Hearing that there was no strange sound coming from the other end of the phone, Lacey snorted coldly:
"Have you not started playing games with Lydia yet? Or is it over?"
"Your last words are an insult to me."
Luo An rolled his eyes: "I'm fine. Let's talk later."
After hanging up the phone, Luo An bent down to pick up the pin that fell on the ground. He looked at the tip of the pin with an unnatural blue light and laughed:
"You really gave me a big surprise tonight, honey. What is this? Some kind of neurotoxin?"
"Fu-k!"
Lydia, who was slumped on the ground, cursed secretly. After wiping the drink from her face, she raised her head and gave Luo An a fierce roll of the eyes, and then explained in a calm tone:
"It's not a toxin, it's a potion that can make people faint quickly."
"Just fainted?"
Luo An's eyelids twitched, he bent down and looked at Lidya, whose makeup was a little shabby but still very beautiful, and smiled:
"Do you think I believe it or not?"
"snort!"
Lydia snorted coldly, lifted her hair and exposed her snow-white neck: "You can try to prick me."
"OK."
Hearing this, Luo An's eyes flickered, and then he raised his hand and stabbed Lidya's neck with a pin.
"F..."
Feeling the faint stinging pain in her neck, Lydia's eyes widened instantly, but as soon as she said a word, she rolled her eyes and fell backwards.
He reached out and touched Lidya's conscience to make sure that her heart was still beating and she was not dead.
Luo An nodded: "It's really not a poison."
When Lydia said there was no toxin on the pin and lifted her hair, Luo An half believed it.
Some people would risk their own lives, but women like Lydia were obviously not like this.
At the same time, Luo An also judged that Lydia's true identity was very likely not an agent, let alone a spy.
High probability, not 100%.
The reason is simple. Lidya is rich, beautiful and in good shape, and she is not too old even at 30 years old.
The food is not the most expensive in the world, but it is not cheap either. Everything in life is based on enjoyment.
And although the 'Fire Queen' bar is not ranked among the best in New York City, it is also well-known in Manhattan.
This kind of woman cannot be an agent. The basic requirement for an agent is not to attract attention.
Lydia's behavior, actions, and face full of temptation perfectly avoided the basic requirements of an agent.
It is impossible to be a spy. As mentioned before, the FBI has investigated Lydia. If she is really a spy, it is impossible for the FBI to not find any problems at all.
After excluding agents and spies, there is another possibility for Lydia's identity: Luo An's colleague in the previous life - a killer.
But Lydia's skills are average, and her behavior in the bar every day can't be called swaggering, it can be called swaggering...
No killer in the world would do that.
Moreover, Luo An, a former killer, did not feel the slightest bit of killer temperament in Lydia.
After temporarily ruling out these possibilities, Luo An couldn't guess what Lydia's identity was for a while.
If you don't expect it, don't think about it. It's just a coma. Just wait for Lidya to wake up and ask directly.
Without hesitation, Luo An bent down and carried the unconscious Lydia onto the bed. He casually pulled out a few pieces of black silk from the hanger nearby, folded it in half several times, and then raised Lydia's hands and tied them to the head of the bed.
The same goes for your feet.
Then.....
Luo An turned around and left the bedroom, walked to the desk in the manager's office, and began to look for information related to Lydia's true identity.
A few minutes later, Lydia woke up leisurely.
Feeling her hands and feet being tied, Lydia's heart jumped. She twisted her body slightly and found that the feeling of the clothes was still there, and she calmed down.
"Shit!"
Silver teeth clenched, and Lidya quietly twisted her hands, preparing to break away from the stockings that bound her, while cursing Luo An in her heart, and at the same time preparing to teach him a profound lesson in the future.
At this moment, Luo An suddenly walked over from the manager's office. When Lidia saw this, she hurriedly stopped and closed her eyes to pretend that she was not awake yet.
"Stop pretending, honey."
Instead of playing the little game of 'Guess you're awake or not' with Lydia, Luo An took a signature pen of the same type that Lydia had thrown under the bed that he found in the secret compartment of his desk.
Holding it in his hand, Luo An sat down next to Lidia and said with a smile:
"Now that you're awake, let's talk. Come on, first question, who are you?"
"you......"
Lidya opened her eyes, filled with anger and was about to curse, when Luo An pressed down the pen.
A drop of liquid flowed out and fell on Lidia's cheek. Luo An's tone was amiable and his smile was warm:
"Don't use bad words, honey."
"I......"
Seeing that the signature pen was getting closer and closer to her mouth, Lydia moved her body backwards subconsciously, but her hands and feet were tied, so the distance she could move was really limited. After she woke up, she hurriedly shouted:
"I'm a senior NSA informant!"
"???"
Hearing this, Luo An was stunned.
NSA, full name National Security Agency, is the National Security Agency of the United States. It is affiliated with the Department of Defense and is an intelligence department of the federal government.
Seeing the expressionless expression on Luo An's face, Lidya thought he didn't believe it, so she hurriedly explained:
"It's true here! I didn't lie to you! You can call ** this number! The other party is my person in charge! She can prove my identity!"
After a moment of silence, Luo An temporarily removed the pen in his hand from her face, stared at Lidya closely, and asked sternly:
"Why is your security bureau targeting me?"
"The Security Bureau is not targeting you. All this is just my personal behavior."
Seeing that her identity had been completely exposed, Lidya sighed and no longer concealed it, and said directly:
"I just want to use your identity to get close to the agent of your No. 5 Investigation Team: Mona Evans."
Mona Evans, whose father's name is Javari Evans, is a staff operations officer in the Operations Division of a CIA field area.
During a mission a year ago, an operation commanded by Mona's father resulted in more casualties than planned.
And during the follow-up investigation, it was discovered that a large amount of money in this mission was unaccounted for, so the CIA began a systematic investigation of Mona's father after the mission ended.
"What does this have to do with your NSA?"
Hearing this, Luo An was a little confused. Even if Mona's father enriched himself, it was an internal problem of the CIA itself, and it was not the NSA's turn to intervene.
Moreover, there are many things that the CIA has done to enrich itself, including Mona’s father.
"You are right, this matter has nothing to do with the NSA."
Lydia nodded and agreed with Luo An's statement, but then said that six months ago, when the NSA was monitoring an organized crime group in the Los Angeles area, they suddenly heard the words "Jacquil Joe" from the mouth of a criminal leader. Well' name.
And this Jacquil, according to the data, was one of the soldiers killed in Mona's father's failed operation.
