Seeing the doubt on Roan's face, Lydia asked:

"Do you know how many fugitives from other countries the federal government takes in each year?"

This Luo An really didn't know, whether it was in this life or in the previous life, he had never paid attention to this information.

Lydia didn't expect Roan to answer, but continued to explain to herself:

"Since thirty years ago, there has been an exponential increase in the number of fugitives from other countries entering the federal territory each year, either by legal or illegal means.

The NSA doesn't care about ordinary murderers, they focus on political fugitives who enter the federation with a lot of money from their home countries and convert it into American knives. ”

Hearing this, Luo An's face showed a sudden look, he guessed something, and asked:

"You're just killing these political prisoners and getting money out of them?"

"No, it's not that simple."

When Lydia heard this, she threw a roll of the eyes at Roan, if the methods of the high-level NSA were so rough, they would have been discovered by the FBI a long time ago, and the NSA would not let him go.

"When my father died, there was a big amount of inheritance tax to pay, and I couldn't get it out at the time."

At the mention of her father, Lydia's voice was a little dull:

"Just when I was overwhelmed, the NSA people approached me and said that if I completed one of their tasks, I could get a lot of money, enough money for me to pay that damn estate tax."

"You didn't have a choice but to say yes, right?"

"That's right, I didn't hesitate to agree to the NSA to contact my person in charge"

Lydia's face was very ugly, and the chain of bars left to her after her father's death, as well as her beautiful face, seemed to have become a talisman at that time, and many people were eyeing her.

"After I said yes, the NSA contacted my head and gave me a folder of a certain man's profile, telling me that I had to marry him within a year.

This man was my first husband when I got married at the age of 22.

And his father was a political fugitive who sneaked into the federal government from Western Europe a few years ago with a lot of money, and a year ago, the political prisoner died of natural causes. ”

Hearing this, Luo An suddenly realized.

Most of the political prisoners from other countries who escaped into the federal government are registered with the FBI, but if those people do not commit crimes in the country, the FBI does not bother to arrest them on weekdays.

A top brass in the N.S.A. has set its sights on these political fugitives who have sneaked into the federal government.

To be exact, it is the money of these fugitives.

It is not appropriate to kill these political fugitives directly, and the NSA top brass wants to secretly and monopolize the money by themselves, not wanting to share it with the FBI, let alone attract the attention of the FBI.

So they set their sights on the next generation of political fugitives.

More often than not, the F.B.I. focuses on the political fugitives themselves, with little interest in their next generation. The FBI will not pay much attention to the parents of the inheritance snatcher.

This gives the NSA top brass an opportunity.

The rest of the matter is quite logical:

Find a girl to marry the next generation of political fugitives, find a way to figure out their family's property composition, various passwords, company contracts, etc., and then kill the second generation.

After the death of the second generation, the girl left the family and left some money for the second generation of relatives before leaving, erasing her reputation as marrying for money.

According to the information from the girl, the NSA senior management sent people to suppress the second-generation company, investment, etc., and schemed to get it into their own hands.

During the whole process, the marriage of the second generation is a normal behavior, and the FBI will not pay attention to it, let alone have nothing to do to investigate the identity of the wife.

Some family members didn't find anything wrong during the whole process, and even lamented that the girl didn't take advantage of the situation to ask for a share of the inheritance, and she was a good girl.

Some family members found something wrong and suspected the girl, but they couldn't find any evidence at all, and the NSA top brass would send someone to erase all traces.

In addition, according to Lydia, the cause of her husband's death was a new type of drug developed by the CIA in India and South Asian specialties, which could not be detected by forensic doctors.

In this way, a large cactus dance led by the NSA continued to be staged in various states of the federation.

Over the years, it's not that there haven't been FBI agents who have discovered the problem.

But the FBI has no evidence, and the NSA has been checking and filling in the gaps in the future, so this matter has not been clearly exploded until now.

Good guy, Roan listened to Lydia's narration and called him good guy.

"So, it's rumored that you have fewer and fewer bars in your hands, it's fake."

The corners of Juan's mouth twitched, Lydia got married once and got enough money to pay the inheritance tax, so what about the remaining three times? How much money did she make?

Also, Lydia's grassroots business is so rich, so the NSA top management .....

I can't think about it, and the more I think about it, the more angry I get.

"I did sell the chain bars that my father left me, and it's not fake."

Hearing Luo An's question, Lydia shrugged her shoulders and said with a calm expression:

"I just used all my money to buy a building, and a third of the 22-story building where the 'Flame Queen' bar is located is mine."

Ann: "......"

Are you short of male employees in this industry?

Shaking his head and kicking the thoughts in his head into the trash, Luo An asked with a serious face:

"Aren't you afraid that the NSA higher-ups will kill you girls in order to hide this matter?"

"In the beginning, I wasn't scared because Daisy, the NSA contact I first contacted, was the woman of the last generation who specialized in this kind of task, and she was doing just fine.

When Daisy was too old to continue this kind of task, he became a contact person to contact us.

At the same time, Daisy also brainwashed us, saying that those political prisoners are sinners in their country, they deceive the people of their own country, abuse their power for personal gain, and make money on a large scale, and it is a righteous act for us to take money from their descendants. ”

Speaking of this, the expression on Lydia's face also changed, and she looked at Luo An very solemnly:

"But the last time I finished my mission, Daisy was completely gone, and I couldn't reach her anyway.

The new contact said that Daisy had left the Commonwealth and was heading for South America, but ......"

Hearing this, the corners of Luo An's mouth hooked up a sneer:

"It's possible to leave the Federation, but it's impossible to say whether it's South America or Paradise."

"I need your help, Ann."

Seeing the expression on Luo An's face, Lydia's eyes flashed with a glimmer, and she hurriedly squeezed to his side and rubbed it, and said in a very sincere tone:

"I'm telling the truth, I really don't want to die, I can be a tainted witness for the FBI, I can tell you anything you ask!"

"Alright, Lydia."

Ignoring the tempting body around him, Luo An sat up from the edge of the bed and walked to the hanger, rummaging through his clothes and accidentally finding a pair of handcuffs.

After two seconds of silence, Roan turned around and tore the stockings that tied Lydia's hands to handcuffs, then took out his phone and called Lacey.

"Hello?"

"It's fast, Roan."

Taking a bite of the burger, Lacey said indistinctly:

"Didn't you ask anything? As I said, Lydia, this woman is not simple, this case is given up, and there is no reward for solving the case anyway. ”

"No, I've already asked the answer."

Luo An glanced back at Lydia, who was lying on the bed and kept begging her to loosen her legs with her mouth, and said with a frown:

"Do you know where Vereneth's home is?"

The stakes are too big for a small agent to get by yourself, so it's time to put more burden on the leader.