South Los Angeles, a subway station platform.

At this time, nearly 100 passers-by stood on both sides, forming two human walls, and their eyes were all on the two men and women wearing FBI body armor, especially Luo An, who was on the phone.

Just now, Luo An punched the flesh and pressed the picture of Eneston's beating, and many men present widened their eyes with shocked faces.

The women present were more excited than the men, and the picture of Luo An moving quickly in front of Eneston like a cheetah just now, knocking the opponent unconscious to the ground with one punch, caused many women to scream.

Looking at Luo An's handsome face, the younger girls present couldn't wait to replace themselves and become the blonde woman in Luo An's arms.

The more mature woman in the department had begun to move quietly to Luo An's side and Chenelle's side, ready to find a way to ask for Luo An's contact information.

Chenelle: "......"

Luo An didn't pay attention to the gazes of these passers-by, he cared more about what Lacey said on the phone just now, and asked in a low voice with a serious face:

"What the hell is going on with Portante Byrne being suspended? Can you find out the specifics? ”

"Sorry, I can't find it."

Lacey's expression was a little anxious, this news was something she had just heard from some people in the FBI in Los Angeles, and it was certain that it was true, but she didn't know exactly what happened.

At this moment, Chenelle, who had just handcuffed Eneston, suddenly heard the mobile phone in his pocket ringing.

Chenelle pressed the answer button, and when she heard the voice inside, her face instantly became serious, and then she looked up at Luo An and said:

"Ann, looking for you."

Luo An frowned slightly, put the blonde girl in his arms on the ground gently, walked to Chenelle's side, and asked in a low voice:

"Who?"

Chenelle didn't make a sound, just made a lip shape:

"Director."

Seeing this, Luo An's mind instantly became full of thoughts, but his expression remained unchanged on the surface, and he took Chenelle's mobile phone, he coughed lightly and said:

"This is Roan."

"I'm the head of the FBI's Los Angeles division."

The serious voice of a man who was not particularly unfamiliar to Luo An sounded on the other end of the phone, and the branch director did not talk nonsense, and said directly:

"The scene will be handed over to the members of the Special Investigation Team, and you will return to the substation building and come to my office now."

"Okay Director."

After receiving an affirmative answer, the branch director hung up the phone directly, Luo An's eyes narrowed slightly, handed the phone back to Chenelle, muttered for a few seconds, and said in a low voice:

"Chenelle, wait a minute, Winslow and Lacey, and escort Eneston to the hospital.

Also, there's one thing I need you to do......"

Roan whispered a few words in Chenelle's ear, and Chenelle was silent for a few seconds without speaking, just nodding emphatically.

“Good。”

After patting Cheniele on the shoulder, an ambulance arrived at the scene with Winslow and others a few minutes later, and Roan immediately drove alone and returned to the FBI Los Angeles branch building first.

Nassim Hernandez, head of the FBI's Los Angeles division, is a white male, slightly chubby, 63 years old.

This is not the first time Luo An has met with the branch chief.

During the previous investigation of the [First Lady Auction Bombing], two bombs were planted in a villa in Billy Foshan, and the branch director was also at that reception (Chapter 231)

After Luo An successfully solved the bomb crisis, the branch director took the opportunity to introduce Luo An to the identities of all the guests at the banquet, and his words were full of praise for Luo An.

Arriving at the director's office, Roan knocked on the door, and after getting permission, pushed the door in:

"Good evening, Director."

"Good evening, come to the chair and sit down."

Behind the desk, the branch director raised his head and smiled slightly, waved his hand at Luo An, and motioned for Luo An to sit on the chair in front of his desk.

After a few simple greetings, the branch director asked directly:

"You've already led the team to catch the killers of the Lyndon Osbornes, haven't you?"

"Yes, Director."

"Good."

After receiving Luo An's affirmative reply, the branch director nodded with satisfaction, then took out a folded piece of paper on his desk and handed it to Luo An, while saying:

"Potante-Byrne is on temporary suspension and will return to his original position as long as no problems are found after the review."

Luo An's expression remained unchanged when he heard this, he didn't say anything, and silently opened the paper to check it.

At the top of the paper, there was a long list of English names, and Luo An roughly counted them, about 30 people.

Underneath the names of the 30 men is the text written by former group director Lyndon Osborne.

The content of the text is not complicated, before the former team leader Lyndon Osborne officially retired, when he was leading the handling of a certain case, the undercover agent he sent was discovered by the enemy leader for some reason, and he was brutally tortured and killed, and the enemy leader also accidentally died of a stray bullet in the FBI after-the-fact operation.

The fact that the undercover agent was exposed and killed happens every year.

Lyndon Osborne, as usual, apologized to the relatives of the undercover agent and gave some compensation.

After so many years in the position of group leader, Lyndon Osborn has developed a trace of indifference and habit to this kind of thing.

Later, while sorting out the undercover agent's pre-life information, Lyndon Osborne suddenly discovered that something was not quite right.

It's a bit cruel to say, for the work of undercover agents, there is one within the FBI every year, and there is a "death indicator" after the undercover agent is discovered.

The significance of this indicator is that the number of undercover deaths every year is used to evaluate the job evaluation and other information of the management personnel who are sent undercover, and the indicator is evaluated every six months.

When comparing cases in which other team directors and other managers at the same level needed to send undercover agents, Lyndon Osborne found that:

For some reason, the undercover agent was tragically killed by the crime boss who found out his true identity, and then the leader of the criminal organization died for various reasons, which happens every year.

Lyndon Osborne didn't think much of it at first, thinking it was just a coincidence, but as he investigated further, he discovered a strange phenomenon:

If the number of deaths sent by a management officer to go undercover that year is still a long way from the "undercover death target" figure set each year.

Then the next undercover agent sent by this management officer, one hundred percent of them revealed their true identities for some reason and were killed by the leader of the criminal gang.

The crime boss who killed this undercover agent will also die strangely for various reasons in the future.

On the contrary, if a management officer, the number of deaths sent undercover that year has exceeded the "undercover death target".

Then 60% of the undercover agents sent by this management officer in the next case will survive smoothly, but 100% will not happen, and the identity of the undercover agent will be inexplicably exposed.

Lyndon-Osborne also found that these undercover deaths occur in 1-2 management figures 1-2 times a year, with an interval of 5-6 months.

Once is an accident, twice is a coincidence, what are those three times?

What's more, this kind of case has reached double digits, with a time span of more than 6 years!

Looking at what he had found out, Lyndon Osborne's face changed drastically, and he only felt creepy all over his body.

The only explanation he can think of is that inside the FBI Los Angeles branch, there is a cautious and cunning ghost who has exposed his undercover identity one after another, and his status is definitely not low!

After a long time of tossing and turning, Lyndon Osborne finally reported his findings to the director of the FBI's Los Angeles branch, Nassim Hernandez.

Just in case, Lyndon Osborne secretly told Potante Byrne about it before reporting it to the director.

Because of the good relationship between Portant-Byrne and Lyndon Osborne, who had been in the FBI's Los Angeles branch for less than two years and had been operating outside the federal world before, he could never have been behind this case.

If something happens to him, Lyndon Osborne also believes in Portant Byrne, and he is absolutely capable of investigating the truth of this case and avenging him.

“……”

After reading the content of the paper, Luo An's eyebrows jumped, and there was only one thought in his heart:

The undercover business is really a big hole.

(End of chapter)