"I'll have to make sure it's true, Roan."

After listening to Luo An's narration, Verenis closed her eyes with a solemn expression, and kneaded her temples with her right hand for a while before opening her eyes and saying to Luo An:

"As for the contact named Daisy, you asked Lydia to write down all the information she knew, give it to me, and I will find a way to find out the details of the other party."

"Yes, sir."

Luo An nodded, took the pen and paper and turned around and left the study.

He knew how difficult it was, but the other party was a senior member of the NSA, the National Security Agency.

A bar owner who wants to take down the top of a well-known intelligence unit of the federal government......

In the United States, a magical country where there is no corruption and all legal political donations, the success rate of this kind of thing is probably lower than the probability of Roan running successfully and becoming president.

But the matter still has to be reported, and Luo An knew about it from Lydia, so he had a reason to be killed by the NSA high-level officials.

Although Luo An has a system and feels that he will most likely not die for a while, he doesn't want to be 007 and be targeted by various governments.

In the end, he was arrested in the laboratory, and three links, two inspections and one study.

However, Luo An did not panic, after the first few observations, he found that Vereneth's background was not simple.

At this time, it was 2005, and Verenis was able to be the leader of the group as a woman in the male-dominated FBI, saying that she had no background at all, and no fool would believe it.

After seeing that there was a shield under the other party's desk just now, Luo An was even more convinced of his judgment.

Although I don't know what Verenis's background is, after seeing that she heard the whole incident, she didn't order herself to forget about it on the spot, as if it hadn't happened, but to make sure that it was true or false before making a decision.

The corners of Luo An's mouth hooked slightly, and this matter was stable.

The big guys should be handed over to the big guys to deal with, and the struggles between parties and departments should not be mixed up blindly.

As an ordinary FBI agent, getting some practical benefits is the king.

A few minutes later, Roan put the information about 'Daisy' in Lydia's mouth on the desk, and Verenes nodded, motioning for Roan to go out and wait for a while.

The brown box was closed, and Daisy's information was edited into an email and sent to the Leader of Investigation Team No. 2 who was on shift at the FBI New York office building today, and Vereneth asked him to investigate the identity of the other party as quickly as possible, and the process was kept confidential.

Thirty minutes later, Daisy's data was encrypted and sent to Vereneth's computer.

Seeing an old woman in the garage car, shot in the forehead and killed on the spot, the items in the apartment were not lost, but it was judged by the Los Angeles Police Department as a burglary case, Verenis's eyes narrowed slightly.

After a moment of contemplation, she bent down and took out a big black ass phone, pressed the number and called it.

"Why is this calling, Vereneth?"

At the FBI's headquarters in Washington, Clement, an elderly white man, looked awe-struck when he saw the big ass mobile phone handed to him by his secretary, and immediately sat up straight.

But after hearing that it was Verenes on the other end of the phone, Clement suddenly said very unhappily:

"Do you know what this call represents, just for an agent?"

"No, it's the NSA."

Verenis didn't talk nonsense, and directly retold the events that Luo An said from a third-person perspective, and finally said with a serious expression:

"That's the way it is, I'll send you the information in a moment. Mr. Clement, the NSA crossed the line this time. ”

The NSA, the National Security Agency, is part of the Department of Defense and works to monitor radio broadcasts, communications, and the Internet.

The FBI, the Federal Bureau of Investigation, is part of the Department of Justice and works on counterterrorism, counterespionage and criminal investigations.

"You're right, someone crossed the line."

After listening to Verenias's words, Clement narrowed his eyes and thought slowly, speculating about which senior NSA executive did this, and at the same time, he was also thinking about what help this matter could help his career.

For example, one step further.

Don't think that the intelligence organizations in the United States are harmonious, in fact, many times, they want to kill each other on the spot and take power for themselves.

The top of the intelligence service, who does not want to be Edgar Hoover.

"You've done a good job, Vereneth."

After thinking about it for a long time, Clement decided to talk to the head of the NSA in the White House tomorrow, and then smiled into the phone with great satisfaction:

"It is worthy of the people of our Clement family, even if it is a woman, it is stronger than the men of other families."

"I didn't look into it, Mr. Clement."

Hearing the words on the other end of the phone, Verenis snorted coldly and said:

"It was investigated by my Agent Luo An, who you refused to join the Foundation, saying that he was not qualified."

“......”

Hearing this, Clement fell silent, then shook his head and smiled:

"Vereneth, I know you admire Roanne Greenwood, but lying isn't a good habit.

You must know that forcibly lifting it to a high position, but without the corresponding ability, the final result can only be reduced to the mud under the feet of everyone. ”

Verenis didn't talk nonsense, and said directly:

"The case was discovered by Roan."

“......”

"The witness was found by Luo An."

“......”

"The other party applied for witness protection and was willing to testify in court, and was also persuaded by Luo An."

“...... Well, Vereneth, no more talk, I trust you. ”

At the Washington headquarters, Clement patted his head in annoyance, his expression was complicated, and finally sighed and said:

"I promise you, I'll pass Roanne Greenwood's application to join the Columbus Foundation later, and at the same time upgrade his rank to the rank of senior agent, is that okay?"

"Not enough, Mr. Clement."

Hearing the sigh on the other end of the phone, the corners of Verenis's mouth rose, and she was in a very good mood.

Remembering that Luo Ann said that he had no car or house in the process of narrating the case, Vereneth's eyelids moved and said:

"A few days ago, the FBI internally notified that a batch of stolen goods from criminals was ready for an internal auction. I remember that there was a small apartment worth 900,000 yuan in Greenwich Village, Manhattan, so it was better to sell it to Agent Roan for 500,000 yuan. ”

“NO！ It's not funny, Vereneth. ”

Hearing this, Clement's voice immediately raised, and he decisively refused:

"The market price of that apartment is more than 1.2 million, and the price of 900,000 is already the limit of the benefits that the FBI gives to insiders, 500,000 yuan, it is absolutely impossible...... So, how about 800,000? ”

"500,000, that's it. I'll tell Roan when I get back, and if he wants to buy it, I'll call you again. ”

Vereneth, who knew the inside story, twitched the corners of her mouth and hung up the phone without saying a word.

"Damn, you actually blackmailed your own uncle!"

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Clement twitched his face and took several deep breaths to suppress the unhappiness in his heart.

However, 500,000 is also the starting price of that apartment, and Clement did not lose money, but he just didn't make any money.

Of course, for some people, not making money is a loss.

After a long silence, Clement got up and left the office, pushed open the door and threw the big-ass mobile phone into the secretary's arms, and said in a deep voice:

"Prepare the car, I'm going to the office in the White House...... Also, temporarily remove Lot 113 from the list and someone will contact you to buy it later. ”

The secretary nodded, he was no stranger to this kind of thing:

"Yes, sir."