The name Roanne Greenwood is not unfamiliar within the CIA, for example, before (chapters 110-128), Mrs. Helloise was so angry that she vomited blood and was hospitalized, and then she was dumped by other CIA people, and was so angry that she vomited blood and pushed into the operating room again, but she didn't win the repechage match and was hung with black and white photos.

The direct person who hospitalized Mrs. Heloise with blood was Vereneth, but the key person in handling the investigation of that case was Roan, so the name Roanne Greenwood naturally caught the attention of a small group of people in the CIA.

Later, Roan's performance got better and better, and even when the same batch of trainee agents, such as Fisher (Chapter 2) and others, had just become senior agents at most, Roan had become the head of the special investigation team, and the name Roan Greenwood naturally attracted the attention of more law enforcement agencies.

Hearing Roan mention Cockran's name, there was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, and after several people discussed fiercely, a man with a more gentle voice finally picked up the phone:

"Hello, Team Leader Greenwood, you can call me Cobin."

"Hello, Mr. Cobin."

Roan was not interested in the internal affairs of the CIA, nor did he want to know the reason for Cocorland's private departure from the CIA, and he made this call for only two purposes: to get the other party to come and pick up people, and ......

Without waiting for Luo An to finish speaking, Mr. Kaobin on the other end of the phone took Luo An one step ahead of him, saying that they would fully bear the cost of Lacey's hospitalization, the treatment of Luo An's wounds, and other bits and pieces of funds.

The corners of Luo An's mouth grinned, it was the first time he had met such an initiative.

"We'll be there in three hours."

Kaobin on the other end of the phone briefly discussed a few words with Luo An, and finally smiled before hanging up the phone, and said in a kind tone:

"Jawari Evans had a conversation with me before and he said he wasn't happy with Mona's boyfriend."

“……”

When the phone hung up, Luo An's eyelids jumped, he didn't expect that there was such a relationship in this matter.

When he heard Cockland say that his name was Chad Evans, and he had the same surname as Mona, Roan also wondered if this guy was related to Jawari Evans, so before going to bed last night, Roan asked Mona to check the matter carefully.

The results showed that the two parties simply had the same surname and had no connection.

But I never expected that the prefect of Cocorland was actually related to Mona's father, Jawari Evans.

When Jawari Evans was chatting with others, he revealed that he was dissatisfied with himself, and Roan didn't care, because in the process of getting along with Jawari Evans before, he had become accustomed to the other party's way of saying things and saying things wrong.

Thinking of this, Luo An figured out the reason why Mr. Cobin agreed to pay the money first: it must be Jawari Evans who mentioned Luo An's refusal to suffer when chatting with the other party.

"Hmph."

The corners of Luo An's mouth twitched, and he felt a little unhappy in his heart, and decided that the next time he met Jawari Evans, he would exchange the gift for vodka that the other party didn't like.

Turning around and walking towards the hospital room where Lacey was, Roan was going to see how she was doing.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, his mobile phone suddenly rang, and Luo An looked down to see that the other party was the group leader Potant-Byrne.

A little confused, but Luo An still pressed the answer button:

"Good morning, sir."

"Good morning."

The voice on the other end of the phone was not Portant-Byrne, but Director Nassim, who only heard the other party on the phone laugh heartily:

"Luo An, I didn't expect you to find out about this bank robbery so quickly! Well done! ”

In the director's office, Director Nassim sat in a chair with a smile on his face.

Not long after the previous [poison gas case], in less than a week, Luo An solved this [bank robbery] again.

At the same time, Director Nassim was very excited, and the reason why he called Roan was that he was going to wait for Roan to catch those bank robbers, and then hold a press conference to show all walks of life the speed and ability of the FBI Los Angeles branch to solve the case.

Only achievements that others know are useful achievements.

I learned from Portant-Byrne that Roan didn't like press conferences very much, so Director Nassim sold a pass before hanging up the phone, and said in a kind tone that when Roan handled the case and returned to Los Angeles with confidence, he prepared a small surprise for Roan.

"Okay, thank you, Director."

Luo An nodded in agreement, hung up the phone, his eyes moved slightly, and he began to guess what the surprise of Director Nassim was saying.

With the status of the other party, the surprise can never be too simple or simple.

While thinking, he pushed open the door of Lacey's ward:

"How's your body? Lacey ......"

In the middle of speaking, Luo An stopped, because the hospital bed in the room was empty, and he didn't see Lacey at all.

"Sorry, I'm in the bathroom!"

A voice came from the bathroom of the ward, and a few seconds later, Lacey slowly moved out of the bathroom on crutches, followed by the young female nurse who was carefully supporting her, the second woman's face was flushed, and her breathing was slightly short.

Ann: "......"

The female nurse gently helped Lacey to the hospital bed, helped Lacey cover the quilt, nodded at Luo An and walked out of the ward.

Seeing Luo An looking at him expressionlessly, Lacey coughed lightly:

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just a little inconvenient, so I found a nurse to help."

Thinking of the slightly messy clothes of the female nurse just now, Luo An rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Too lazy to bother with the on Lacey's middle and ring fingers, and making sure that the wounds on Lacey's body were okay and recovering well, Luo An turned around and left the ward.

"Oh, yes."

The door closed for less than five seconds, and as soon as Lacey breathed a sigh of relief, Luo An suddenly opened the door again and walked into half of his body, saying:

"You spent money on the bill when you were tracking the suspect in Las Vegas, and those money were deducted from your salary this month."

Lacey's eyes widened suddenly, "What?!" ”

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Within three hours, the CIA people were at the hospital.

Under the stunned gaze of the Special Investigators, the group pushed Cochran's bed into an ambulance and dragged him away.

“……”

Winslow, Chenelle, Mona, and Michelle looked at each other with different expressions, and Roan reached out to shake hands with a white man in a suit with blond hair who looked to be in his fifties, and smiled:

"Mr. Cobin?"

"I've wanted to get to know Team Leader Greenwood for a long time, but I haven't had the chance."

Kaobin took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Luo An, and asked with a smile:

"I wonder if you guys said something bad about Cockland during his arrest?"

Luo An took the envelope, saw the paper ticket inside, his eyes narrowed slightly, and replied with a smile:

"He only told me that he had an overseas account with a lot of money in it, and he wanted to use that money in exchange for me to let him go."

"What about the other thing?"

"It's gone."

Mr. Kaobin nodded with a smile, leaned into Luo An's ear and whispered:

"The account number and password for that account are in the envelope, and I'm sure the special investigation team will forget about it, won't they?"

"Of course."

A glint flashed in Luo An's eyes, and he put the envelope into his arms, and the smile on his face was very sunny:

"I don't remember the man's name anymore."

Hearing this, Kaobin raised his eyebrows and patted Luo An on the shoulder:

"If we have the opportunity to go for a drink together, I'll treat you."

“OK。”

The two exchanged a few simple greetings, Mr. Cobin and several men in suits turned to leave, Winslow and the others saw this, and immediately walked to Luo An's side, Mona frowned:

"Roan, these people ......"

"Just act like it didn't happen."

Luo An shook his head, turned around and walked into the room and took out the envelope, in addition to a check for $200,000 in it, there were two strings of numbers written on the back of the envelope, Mona briefly investigated, and found that there was $900,000 in the account.

Roan asked Mona to distribute the $900,000 in the previous proportion, with Roan taking $240,000 and the other five each taking $120,000.

There were so many dirty things in the CIA that Roan wasn't interested in getting to the bottom of everything, so Winslow, Chenelle, Mona, and Michelle briefly discussed the matter for a while, and then Roan turned his attention to the remaining four bank robbers.

After all, if no one is caught, this case is not over.

On the afternoon of the day before the Los Angeles mayor's banquet, Joseph, Carter, Ferdinand, and Brooke, the four bank robbers who had been stripped of their skin, finally walked out of the IRS building with great difficulty and bitter faces.

It didn't go far before the four of them saw a SWAT personnel carrier.

Next to the troop carrier, there were still smiling and amiable Roan, Winslow and Chenelle waving to them again and again.

Four robbers: "......"

(End of chapter)