"Good morning, Chief Trick Kennedy! It's been a long time, go back and have a drink together? (Chapter 221)

"Isn't this Captain Levi, what kind of case are you working on?"

"Deputy Volita, I haven't seen you look pretty again after a few days!" (Chapter 224)

"Good morning, Chief Elmer, why are you here at the FBI? Did you encounter any cases again......"

Along the way, Luo An met many acquaintances, some of whom greeted others, and some of whom greeted him.

Seeing this, the corners of Verenis' mouth twitched, and her heart was speechless, and at the same time, she also had a sense of crisis.

There is no doubt that Luo An is very good, these people are not blind, they won't rob people with themselves, right?!

When Vereneth looked solemn and thought about how to keep Luo An by her side, the other agents who passed by looked at Luo An with some curiosity, and the other nine leaders of the special investigation team looked complicated.

Most of the nine leaders of the special investigation team saw Luo An for the first time, and they never expected to be startled by Luo An as soon as they met him.

The team leader has worked for many years, and there are many familiar people at the Washington headquarters, but most of them are not as high-status as people Luo An knows.

For example, Deputy Secretary Trick Kennedy of the FBI's Washington headquarters, the Office of Internal Threats, and the leaders of the investigation team wanted to ask how Roan met him?

When the other investigation team leaders saw this scene, they were only a little shocked by Roan, but Ethan Patel, who had chatted with Roan last night, instantly turned extremely ugly.

In Eisen-Patel's view, Roan knew so many people and clearly knew the inside of this review better than he did.

But Luo An not only didn't reveal anything to him, but also watched him toss for a long time like watching a play!

A flash of anger flashed in Essen-Patel's eyes, but now was not the time to attack, he suppressed the emotions in his heart hard, and was ready to have a good chat with Roan, pull some relationship, and then ......

There were twelve chairs in the waiting area, and Roan sat at the other end of the nine chairs separated from Essen-Patel, and talked to the other team leader in a low voice, not paying attention to Essen-Patel at all.

The corners of Essen-Patel's mouth twitched, seeing that there was a vacant seat on the other side of Roan, he got up and was about to walk there, when the office door in front of everyone suddenly opened from the inside, and a young agent took a list and asked:

"Who is Team Leader Essen-Patel from Chicago? Please come into the office. ”

“……”

Eisen-Patel's eyelids twitched, he never expected that the first person would be himself.

As he walked towards the office door, Eisen-Patel subconsciously glanced at Luo An, who smiled slightly when he saw this, raised his arm and made a "come on" gesture to him.

“#%*￥……”

Looking at Essen Patel, who entered the office with a black face, Luo Ann smiled slightly and continued to talk with the head of the investigation team from Miami next to him.

The so-called judging and inspection time was not long, and in less than twenty minutes, Essen-Patel walked out of the office, and after several people came in and out one after another, Roan entered the office for the sixth time.

Directly in front of the office were seven men in suits and leather shoes, one main and six deputies, exactly like what the previous group director, Portant Byrne, had said.

"Deputy Head of the Special Investigations Unit from Los Angeles, Roanne Greenwood."

"Yes, sir."

"We've read your profile, you did well when you were at the FBI Training Academy, and you were assigned to the FBI New York Division and soon became a regular member and joined Investigation Team 5 of the Criminal Investigation Division.

It hasn't been long before you've been recommended to Los Angeles again as the deputy head of the Special Investigations Unit and have solved many cases during your tenure, which is enough to prove that you are a capable person. ”

The middle-aged white man sitting in the middle stopped after saying these words, and looked at Luo An quietly, and Luo An immediately began to talk about his thoughts when he saw this:

"I could not have grown so quickly in the FBI without the guidance of my boss and the help of my colleagues, who provided me with a lot of advice and taught me how to work in the FBI."

The middle-aged white man nodded, and the rest of the assessors began to write and draw on the paper, Luo An didn't see what they were writing clearly, and the middle-aged white man finished writing, looked up at him and continued to ask:

"What do you think is the most important thing for the Special Investigations?"

"Naturally, it's the orders of the superiors, the laws of the Federation, and the crime solving rate."

Luo An remained calm, smiling, and explained his opinion in a non-hurried tone.

After listening to Luo An's words, the middle-aged white man nodded again, his true thoughts could not be seen clearly on his face, and after a few seconds of silence, he asked again:

"As the head of the Los Angeles branch of the Special Investigation Unit, do you think the existence of the Special Investigation Unit is necessary?"

“……”

Hearing this, Luo Anxin secretly cursed a few words, his expression remained unchanged on the surface, and he did not directly answer the other party's question, but explained the impact of the special investigation team on the FBI Los Angeles branch and other law enforcement agencies in Los Angeles before and after its establishment.

The content is well-organized and easy to understand, and Roan also gave a brief introduction to Portant Byrne, the head of the investigation team from the Chicago branch, and praised his ideas and attitude.

“……”

After listening to Luo An's narration, the middle-aged white man and the others glanced at each other, and there were no questions to ask.

"Deputy Team Leader Roan Greenwood, your judging and inspection is over, within three days, you will be notified of the results, and now you can leave."

"Yes sir."

Luo An smiled slightly, and got up to leave the office in thanks.

Vereneth had already left, and Trick Kennedy and the others were busy, and Roan chatted with them before leaving the rude building.

On Monday afternoon, Roan and Mona left Washington on a plane together, and not long after arriving in Los Angeles, Roan saw John Rodriguez knocking on the door in the Special Investigations team's office area.

"You're really well informed."

Walking into the conference room with John Rodriguez, Roan smiled and asked:

"You're not going to send someone to keep an eye on the door of the FBI's Los Angeles building, do you?"

"No, no."

John shook his head repeatedly, and then said that he and many people at the Los Angeles airport had a mutual friend, and this friend was named Franklin.

Franklin, a well-known man in the Commonwealth who dared to fight thunder and lightning, was also famous because his portrait was always printed on the Union's 100 denomination currency.

The other party is now the president of the Mueller Group, and taking money to open the way is nothing at all.

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, Luo An stopped talking nonsense and asked directly:

"What the hell are you looking for me?"

"As Kara's father, I am here to express my sincere gratitude to you."

John stood up with a serious face, took out a folder from the handbag beside him and handed it to Roan.

In addition to a $1 million grant from a company of the Mueller Group to the Special Investigations Portfolio Act, there is also a $3 million personal check signed by John Rodriguez, Madallen Allen, and Carla Muller.

Looking at the three surnames of the family on the check, Luo An's eyebrows jumped and he suppressed the complaint in his mouth.

Without taking the check immediately, Luo An cocked Erlang's legs and leaned back, looked at John, and asked with a smile:

"Just thanks?"

"If you're the deputy leader of Greenwood, I know I can't hide it from you."

John laughed and sat back in his chair, picked up the coffee on the table and drank it down, groaned for a while, and was just about to speak, when the door of the conference room was slammed open, and the group leader, Portant-Byrne, walked in with a serious face, and said in a deep voice:

"Luo An, hurry up and go with me, there's a big case outside."

(End of chapter)