Pushing open the door, Portant-Byrne smiled at the new desks and chairs that appeared in the office area, as well as the computers on the desks.

He already knew about the fact that the leader of Investigation No. 4 last night, Morton York, came here with his agents to rob people, but several of his subordinates were overturned by Roan alone.

In Potante-Byrne's opinion, it was very normal for Roan to be able to kill the four robbers by himself and easily defeat the ordinary agents of Investigation Team 4, and he still kept his hands open.

Later, Luo Ann exchanged the driver for this large pile of things, which made Potant-Byrne even more impressed and satisfied with Luo An.

This means that Roan is not only skilled, but also has a brain, and he also understands office politics or politics at a higher level.

After all, one of the essences of federal politics is the exchange of interests.

"Hello sir."

Seeing that it was Potant-Byrne, the three of Roan immediately stood up.

"No need to do this, sit, I'm here to find Luo An."

Portant-Byrne waved his hand and motioned for Mona and Lacey to sit down as before, and Roan nodded when he learned of the other party's intentions, and led him into the team leader's office next to him.

At this time, the office was extremely clean, and there was nothing but air, so Luo An took two chairs from the office area outside.

Roan poured another cup of coffee for Portant-Byrne and said with a smile:

"After all, I just arrived in Los Angeles, and the office hasn't been cleaned up yet."

Portant-Byrne took the coffee and raised his eyebrows slightly:

"yes, how did the desks, chairs, and computers outside come from?"

Luo An replied with a smile:

"Sent by a kind and kind person."

Potante Byrne smiled and didn't speak, Morton York, the leader of Investigation No. 4, was not a kind guy.

Taking a sip of coffee, Portant-Byrne stopped talking nonsense about the matter and began to shift the conversation to business:

"The losses on the side of the "Commonwealth Bank" have been calculated, and the loss is $1 billion on the surface."

It was said to be $1 billion, but Portant-Byrne investigated through various connections and found that none of the funds of the foundations of those well-known film companies had lost money, so it is impossible to determine how the $1 billion was calculated, whether it was true or not.

Roan's eyes moved slightly, and he noticed the key words in Portant-Byrne's words:

"On the surface?"

Portant-Byrne nodded, then threw Roan an an indescribable look.

Before the operation was over, the hacker's body had not been pulled out of the room by the Trace Detection Agent, and the group of bank executives rushed in with a few technicians holding computers.

The computer turned on, and the server was connected to a complicated system operation, and a technician whispered something in the ear of the bank executive, who instantly broke out in a lot of cold sweat on his forehead, and the elderly white man also took several deep breaths.

Seeing the other side look like this, Portant-Byrne simply didn't believe that their loss was only a billion dollars.

But the bank executives refused to allow FBI agents to interfere with the server, so he didn't know exactly how much he had lost.

Portant-Byrne didn't bother to know, anyway, the bank robbers had been solved, their FBI should have done what they should do, and he was not interested in the dirty things in the bank, it should be the IRS who was interested.

Roan wasn't interested in it either, but he thought of something else:

"Sir, did the bank say what the chances are of getting the money back?"

"I don't know."

Portant-Byrne didn't understand these things. However, an agent from the Traces Department who specializes in computers later explained to him that if the hacker's computer was still there, the USB flash drive was there

They may be able to find the program set by the other party to transfer money through a computer bug specially made by hackers to break through the protective wall of the bank's server.

Although banks can find accounts for money transfers, there must be a lot of them.

The money is definitely not transferred more than once, and it is normal for each money to be transferred hundreds or even thousands of times, so it is impossible to find out where the money ended up.

The only promising computer and USB flash drive were burned to shreds by the fire.

Agents from the Trace Examination Division said that the chips had been burned to carbon, and there was no way to restore the technology.

Luo Ann swallowed his coffee and concluded:

"The hackers are dead, the robber leader Jack is dead, the computer USB flash drive has been scrapped, and there is a high probability that the bank will not be able to recover the money they were robbed."

"That's right."

Portant-Byrne patted Roan on the shoulder, saying that the whereabouts of the money had nothing to do with their FBI, and that the performance of the bank executives showed that the money they lost was most likely not clean, and that it would be the turn of the IRS to investigate.

Taking a sip of dry coffee, Portant-Byrne looked at Roan and said solemnly:

"Throw the follow-up to this case behind you! Roan, you performed very well today, far exceeding my expectations! Well done! ”

"It's all the commander's command."

Luo An replied with a smile.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and after a brief chat, Luo An asked:

"Sir, when will the thank you money promised by the bank arrive in your account?"

"I'm afraid it will take a little time."

$8 million is not a small amount, and it is impossible for the guys who want to read the bank to write Pixiu very quickly pull out the money.

However, arrears are even more unlikely, this is the $8 million promised earlier, and the LAPD and FBI are not good institutions to talk to.

How to distribute this money, the FBI will definitely take the lion's share, so there is a high probability that the LAPD will only get $1.3 million, the SWAT team will be $800,000, and the remaining $5.9 million will belong to the FBI.

The $5.9 million was divided among several other departments involved in the case, including the head of the team, Portant Byrne, the director of the FBI'S LOS ANGELES section, the deputy director, the head of the special agent, and the FBI's financial facilities section, and the remaining $3 million or so belonged to Roan's special investigation team.

On the surface, the special investigation team only got 3 million in the $8 million thank-you money, but in fact, the director, deputy director, and special agent in charge all received a sum of money, which means that Luo An has directly entered the attention of the high-level.

If the senior management is satisfied, the follow-up work life will be smoother.

After the financial facilities department got the money, according to the past, it would take part of it to improve the office situation of various departments, and Luo An's special investigation team would definitely receive some small care within this range, so it returned a sum of money.

The other unfamiliar departments in the building will definitely be much more cordial to Luo An afterwards, after all, the funds they got were obtained by Luo An, so Luo An will definitely be much easier when handling the case in the future.

"By the way, your special investigation team is missing some members, right?"

When Portant Byrne was about to leave the Special Investigation Team, he suddenly thought of something, took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Roan:

"This is the document I asked the director to sign."

Luo An took the document, which contained a notice that the special investigation team could choose its own team members in any department and any team in the FBI Los Angeles branch.

"Wow, thank you, sir."

Such a big power made the corners of Luo An's mouth slightly raised, the money was not taken for nothing, and the door of convenience would not come.

"No thanks."

Potant-Byrne waved his hand to indicate that this was what Roan deserved, and after a few seconds of silence, he asked:

"By the way, Ann, do you have any interest overseas?"

Ann Roan: ?

(End of chapter)