"What? Are you crazy? ”

Hearing Luo An's words, the smile on Lacey's face suddenly froze, and then she shouted angrily with extreme annoyance:

"Of course we also know that the deaths of Lydia's previous husbands are not normal, but we can't find any proof, Roan! Do you think you can find out the truth behind this on your own? ”

"Why not?"

Luo An smiled and fastened his seat belt, and said with a smile:

"Trust me, Lacey, I have an advantage over the FBI agents who used to investigate cases."

Lacey was stunned: "What advantage?" ”

Luo An grinned, revealing his white teeth:

"I was able to experience what Lydia's previous husbands felt, and it allowed me to find clues that the previous agents couldn't find."

“...... FU-K YOU！ Roan, what a bastard! ”

Hearing this, Lacey scolded Luo An with black lines on her head, but she didn't care about this meat joke at all, and then asked with a serious face:

"Are you sure, Roan, that you really want to investigate this case?"

"Of course."

Luo An nodded, signaling that Lacey could drive, or she could drive it herself.

Decisively rejecting Luo An's idea of driving his own car, Lacey stepped on the accelerator, and the car walked into the road, and at the same time said with an irritated face:

"Since you have decided, I will not advise you anymore. But when you're with Lydia, never turn off your phone, I'll call you every once in a while, and if you don't answer for more than a minute, I'll immediately bring someone to save you, OK? ”

"What?"

Luo An looked shocked: "Do you need such an exaggeration?" ”

"FU-K, this is for your own good! I'm afraid you'll die in Lydia's bed! ”

Lacey grabbed her hair with a look of remorse:

"I should have watched you last night, or had a girl give it to you, so you wouldn't hook up with Lydia."

"Thank you for your concern, Lacey, but trust me."

Luo An glanced at the system page and said solemnly to Lacey:

"I'm not the kind of man who will dominate my brain from below, and I'll always be awake when it matters most."

Hearing this, Lacey tilted her head and glanced at Luo An, then at Luo An's unremarkable handsome face, turned around and continued to drive while pouting disdainfully:

"Oh, man."

Ann: "......"

Five minutes later, diagonally across from the entrance to the 'Queen of Flames' bar in Manhattan, Lacey's car slowly stopped.

"OK, we've arrived at Lydia's Pit."

Parking the car, Lacey tilted her head to look at the shining lights, and had already begun to enter the bar one after another, and said to Luo An with an unhappy face:

"I'll put down the date tonight, wait for you outside, and call you every once in a while."

"Uh."

Luo An, who had unfastened his seat belt, heard this with a black line and said speechlessly:

"Not really, Lacey, trust me, I'm not going to do anything I'm not sure of."

Lacey ignored Roan's words, lowered her head and took out her phone, not knowing who she was messaging to.

"Okay."

Shrugging his shoulders, Luo An opened the car door and got out of the car, and before leaving, he didn't forget to look back and say:

"I'll have someone bring you dinner later."

With that, he turned and left.

"Sure enough, no matter how good Luo An is, he is also a man."

After agreeing with the person opposite in the mobile phone to play again tomorrow, Lacey unbuckled her seat belt and changed to a more comfortable position, looking at Luo An's back and snorting coldly:

"Still an arrogant man."

——

The 'Queen of Flames' bar is huge, with a second, third, and fourth floor, in addition to the dance floor, bar, and performance area where singers sing on the first floor.

The fourth floor contains the office of Lydia, the owner of the bar, who claims to be the manager of the bar.

and several private rooms for maximum privacy.

Downstairs, the lights are shining, bouncing and jumping, drunk and drunk.

Upstairs, full of smiles, staggered, all business.

Walking into the bar, following the lead of a waitress to take the elevator to the fourth floor, and after walking to the door of the innermost private room, the waiter turned around and left.

Luo An raised his eyebrows, pushed open the door of the private room, the imaginary wine table, fruits, and a bunch of sanctimonious people who were drinking did not appear, but what he saw was a huge room that had been opened, very spacious.

In the four corners of the room, sandbags, pear balls, and a bunch of boxing gloves, dumbbells, etc., hung on the wall. There are also treadmills and various fitness equipment, which are very complete.

In the center of the room is a large red sofa and a simple quadrangular ring. At this time, a woman holding a pet dog was sitting on the sofa, and two women were boxing in the ring.

Luo An recognized at a glance the identity of the woman in the ring who was 1.75 meters tall, 86-61-90, wearing protective gear, double ponytails, wearing a black bandeau top, peaks and mountains, black sports shorts underneath, slender legs, and strong and powerful.

Bar owner, Lydia Ruth.

Bang bang bang –

Hearing the sound of the door being opened, the movements of the two women fighting in the ring slowly stopped.

Lydia took off her protective gear and walked out of the ring, smiled after taking a sip of water, and stepped forward to give Roan a generous hug:

"Good evening, dear, you're so early."

"When I received your call, I naturally came after work."

The corners of Juan's mouth hooked, tilted his head and imprinted on Lydia's mouth, then walked to the ring in the center of the room with his arms around her, and asked with a smile:

"Why, did you call me here to beat me up and avenge me for leaving this afternoon without waking you up?"

"Of course not!"

Lydia waved her hand, motioned for the coach to leave the room, and whispered in Luo An's ear:

"I know you have to go to work today, you worked so hard last night, you worked so hard."

Hearing this, Luo An's eyelids twitched, and before he could continue to speak, Lydia took him to sit on the sofa, and introduced Luo An with her palm upward:

"This is Lady Yoland, and I think you should know her."

"Of course I do."

Luo An nodded, with a standard smile of eight teeth on his face, and reached out to shake the hand of Ms. Yoland, who did not forget to take her pet dog with her wherever she went:

"Hello, Lady Yoland, it's a pleasure to see you here."

This Ms. Holland was the wife of a Yale congressman who had been playing games with the clinic doctor in the hospital room for 40 minutes in the clinic in Skarsdale Town, and came out to find the car lost.

But why would a councillor's wife come to a place like the 'Flame Queen' bar?

"Hello, Agent Roan."

Ms. Yolande stretched out her hand and shook hands with Luo An, without nonsense, she took out an envelope directly from the bag on the side and said:

"Thank you for rescuing my daughter who skipped class at the hands of gangsters on the road outside the town of Skarsdale before, here are some thanks, I hope you can accept it."

Luo An raised her eyebrows, it turned out that the girl with a sling girl who was bruised on her back in the shootout between herself and the murderer, and then was stuffed into the trunk by the murderer, and was finally hung by her own hemostatic potion, was the daughter of Ms. Yoland.

Without waiting for Luo An to reach out and take the envelope, Ms. Yolande took out a check from her pocket and pressed it on the envelope, while staring at Luo An with both eyes, and said solemnly:

"This check is $100,000, and I want you to start today and forget about what happened in Skarsdale completely, okay?"