Chapter 520: Chapter 515： [The case of the missing FBI agent after the death of a certain director]

Chapter 515 [The case of the death of a certain FBI headquarters minister and the missing agent]

Seeing the gloomy expression on Trick Kennedy's face, Luo An frowned and raised his hand to rub his temples.

It is not difficult to understand the meaning of the other party's words, which is that he is worried that there is a mole in the FBI headquarters in Washington, or there is something else wrong.

Such things happen one after another in both the CIA and the FBI. Luo An has heard of many similar cases.

——

At this moment, there was a burst of electricity in the room. Luo An opened his eyes and found that Trick Kennedy bent down and opened the big computer monitor on the table next to him.

A burst of black and white snowflakes flashed by, and the face of an old man appeared on the monitor. It was Veranith's uncle and superior officer, Mr. Clement.

“Good evening, Roan.”

“Good evening, sir.”

Mr. Clement on the other end of the monitor said without any nonsense:

“Kennedy should have already introduced the matter, so I won’t repeat it.

Luo An, this case is under special circumstances. You must find out the circumstances behind it. "

"I will try my best."

Luo An didn’t finish his words too much, and then he asked:

“Where is Chief Verenis…?”

“You are only responsible for me and Kennedy in this case. If you have any questions, please call us directly.”

Mr. Clement on the screen gave Trick Kennedy a look. Seeing this, Trick Kennedy immediately turned around and took out a flip phone from his briefcase and handed it to Luo An.

…”

Luo An’s lips twitched as he looked at the retro-style flip phone in his hand.

Mr. Clement said a few words briefly and hung up the monitor. Trick Kennedy then turned off the monitor here and said:

“Luo An, we must do our best to investigate this case.”

Luo An tilted his head in confusion:

"How to say?"

“Some time ago, there was another quarrel at the FBI’s Washington headquarters over the existence of our ten special investigation teams.”

Trick Kennedy sneered and said:

“The final agenda of that group of people is to cancel your ten special investigation teams and return you to your original sequence of ordinary investigation teams.

A group of short-sighted guys who only think about cat **** coffee! "

Luo An frowned slightly when he heard this and asked:

“Have they decided yet?”

"It has been confirmed that for some reasons, this news will be officially released in four months."

Trick Kennedy patted Luo An on the shoulder and said with a serious face:

"But as long as this case is investigated clearly, Mr. Clement will have sufficient reason to silence those people and preserve your special investigation team."

“OK.”

Luo An was silent for a while and nodded, then asked:

“Before investigating this case, do you have any information files that you would like to give me?”

Trick Kennedy shook his head:

"No."

“New technology device?”

"No."

“What work did Minister Alexander handle during his lifetime?”

“It was taken away by the Information Management Department and I can’t get it.”

“Information about the three agents from the Washington headquarters?”

“Previously taken by Minister Alexander.”

“…So, you can’t provide any help?”

“No, I just gave you the autopsy reports of Minister Alexander and the truck driver.

Also, you still have that flip phone in your hand, you can call me and Mr. Clement. "

Luo An: “…”

Ten minutes later, Trick Kennedy left the room with the black bodyguard.

They also wanted to take the small plane back to the FBI's Washington headquarters. The plane was designed to prevent some people from noticing that Trick Kennedy was meeting Roan tonight, and it was deliberately concealed.

Starting tonight, the special investigation team led by Luo An will begin a three-month vacation.

This period of time is essentially the time that Mr. Clement and Trick Kennedy left for the Special Investigation Team to secretly investigate the case.

At the top of a building in Los Angeles, outside a small room, lights flickered and cold wind howled. Looking at the back of the helicopter that carried Trick Kennedy and the black bodyguards away, Luo An, who was wearing a black suit and his hair was messy in the wind, had a stern expression and was silent for a long time. He took out his mobile phone in his pocket:

“Members of the Special Investigation Team, we will gather in Lacey’s ward in two hours.”

——

Winslow arrived at Lacey's ward first, and saw that in addition to the original injury, she also had a plastered left arm and two bandaged fingers. He was suddenly surprised:

“Lacie, what happened to you? Did you fall when you were going to the bathroom?”

…”

Lexi, who was lying on the hospital bed, rolled her eyes at Winslow and was too lazy to talk to him.

Winslow smiled, pulled up a chair and sat next to her, picked up an apple from Lacey's bedside table and ate it.

“Hey, are you going a little too far?”

Lacie’s eyes suddenly widened:

“You came to my place and didn’t take any gifts, but you actually robbed a wounded soldier of mine.

When Luo An and Mona came here before, they brought me a few bottles of drinks. "

“You can’t eat it now anyway, and it would be a waste if it goes bad.”

Winslow quickly finished the apple in several big mouthfuls. While eating, he said that he had been drinking with someone in the bar before, and he came as soon as he got the call. He didn't have time to buy a gift, so he would make up for it next time.

Before Lacey could speak, Winslow picked up the second apple and asked at the same time:

“Do you know why Luo An called us so urgently just now?”

The time is now close to twelve o'clock in the evening.

“Ever since I joined the special investigation team, Luo An rarely calls people to gather at this time.”

Lacie yawned greatly and guessed:

“There may be another case.”

Winslow is still confused:

“But when you encounter a case, you should go to the office area of ​​the Special Investigation Team.”

“Maybe this is a case that happened in the hospital.”

…makes sense.”

Not long after the two chatted, Chenelle and Michelle arrived at Lacey's ward together, followed by Mona. After another ten minutes, Roan was the last to arrive in the room.

“Sorry, I’m late.”

Luo An entered the room, waved his hand and apologized. Trick Kennedy and the black man were really cheating.

The building they were in just now was an office building. The door on the roof was locked, and there were several security guards patrolling inside the building.

Trick and Kennedy left easily by helicopter, but Luo An still had to pick the door lock on the roof of the office building, then take the elevator downstairs, and finally take a taxi to the hospital.

Luo An was very speechless along the way. He could only say that those agents in the movie who were always graceful were nonsense. He would have to discuss this matter with Trick Kennedy later.

After confirming that everyone was present, Luo An asked Winslow and Chenille to check the ward carefully, and once again ensured that there were no bugs or other similar equipment in the room, just in case there was no problem, Luo An briefly introduced Minister Alexander the circumstances of the case.

“What?”

After listening to Luo An’s narration, Lacey’s face was full of surprise:

“Let our special investigation team investigate and handle cases at the FBI’s Washington headquarters?”

"normal circumstances."

Chenelle leaned against the wall, folded her hands on her chest, and said coldly:

“The agents there are much more complicated than those in our branch. Minister Trick-Kennedy cannot believe that they are the norm.”

Winslow, who was sitting in the chair, was focused on another thing. He said solemnly:

“There are three agents in the FBI’s Washington headquarters and seven agents in the Special Investigations Unit in Chicago.

Ten well-trained detectives, each with their own specialties, can lose contact. The strength of the mastermind behind this case is definitely extraordinary. "

Mona took out her laptop again and analyzed:

“Is it possible that these ten people lost contact voluntarily?

They were investigating something at the time and learned that Minister Alexander had a car accident. As a precaution, they had no choice but to lose contact. "

Michelle, who previously worked in the Office of Inspector General at the FBI’s Washington headquarters, nodded and said:

“There is such a possibility.”

A few people analyzed for a moment, and finally looked at Luo An and asked:

“Team leader, what should we do next?”

Luo An raised the corners of his mouth and waved his hand:

“It’s very simple, since it’s already a holiday, let’s go on a trip!”

(End of this chapter)