Chapter 514: [The Case of the Missing Detective of the Death of a Minister at FBI Headquarters]
Seeing the gloomy expression on Trick Kennedy's face, Roan frowned, raised his hand and rubbed his temples.
The meaning of the other party's words is not difficult to understand, that is, he is worried that there is a ghost in the FBI's Washington headquarters, or there is something else wrong.
This kind of thing is endless, whether in the CIA or in the FBI, and Roan has heard of many similar cases.
Smack-
Just then, there was a burst of electricity in the room, and Roan opened his eyes to find that Trick Kennedy had bent over and turned on the big-ass computer monitor on the table next to him.
A black and white snowflake flashed, and an old man's face appeared on the monitor, none other than Vereneth's uncle and superior, Mr. Clement.
"Good evening, Roan."
"Good evening, sir."
Mr. Clement on the other end of the monitor didn't talk nonsense, and said directly:
"Kennedy should have finished explaining the matter, so I won't repeat it.
Luo An, this case is a special case, you must find out the situation behind it. β
"I'll do my best."
Luo An didn't say too much, and then he asked:
"...... over there, Chief Vereneth?"
"You are only responsible for me and Kennedy in this case, and you can call us directly if there is a problem."
Mr. Clement on the screen handed Trick Kennedy a look, and Trick Kennedy saw this, and immediately turned around and took out a flip phone from his briefcase and handed it to Roan.
ββ¦β¦β
Looking at the retro-style flip phone in his hand, the corners of Luo An's mouth twitched.
After a few words, Mr. Clement hung up the monitor, and Trick Kennedy turned it off and said:
"Luo An, you must do your best to investigate this case."
Luo An tilted his head and wondered:
"How?"
"Some time ago, the FBI headquarters in Washington had another quarrel over the existence of our ten special investigation teams."
Trick Kennedy sneered and said:
"The final issue for that group of people is to dismiss your ten special investigation teams and let you return to your original ordinary investigation team sequence.
A bunch of short-sighted guys with their heads full of cat coffee! β
Luo An frowned slightly when he heard this, and asked:
"They've already decided?"
"It has been confirmed, for some reason, this news will be officially issued in four months."
Trick Kennedy patted Roan on the shoulder and said with a serious face:
"But as long as this case is cleared, Mr. Clement will have good reason to gag those people and save your special investigation team."
βOKγβ
Luo An nodded in silence, and then asked:
"Do you have any information files to give me before investigating this case?"
Trick Kennedy shook his head:
"Nope."
"New tech equipment?"
"Nope."
"What did Minister Alexander do during his lifetime?"
"It was taken away by the Information Management Department, and I can't get it."
"Information on the three Washington HQ agents?"
"It was taken away by Minister Alexander before."
ββ¦β¦ So, you can't help with anything? β
"No, I have just given you the autopsy report of Minister Alexander and the truck driver.
Plus, you have that flip phone in your hand that you can call me and Mr. Clement. β
Ann: "......"
Ten minutes later, Trick Kennedy left the room with the black bodyguard.
They were also going to take that small plane back to the F.B.I. headquarters in Washington, D.C., which was just to prevent some people from noticing that Trick Kennedy was meeting with Roan tonight, and deliberately covering their eyes.
Starting tonight, the special investigation team led by Luo An began a three-month vacation on the surface.
This period of time, in essence, was the time left by Mr. Clement and Trick Kennedy for the Special Investigation Team to secretly investigate the case.
At the top of a building in Los Angeles, outside a small room, the lights flickered and the cold wind howled.
Looking at the back of the helicopter carrying the departure of Trick Kennedy and the black bodyguards, Roan, who was wearing a black suit and his hair was a little messy by the wind, looked cold and silent for a long time, and he took out his mobile phone in his pocket:
"Special Investigations Agents, two hours later, meet in Lacey's ward."
ββββ
Winslow was the first to arrive at Lacey's hospital room, and saw that in addition to the original injury, she also had a plaster cast on her left arm and two bandaged fingers, and her face was full of surprise:
"Lacey, what's the matter with you, you fell on the bathroom?"
ββ¦β¦β
Lacey, who was lying on the hospital bed, gave Winslow a blank look, too lazy to talk to him.
Winslow smiled, pulled over a chair and sat next to him, picked up an apple on Lacey's bedside table and ate it.
"Hey, aren't you going a little too far."
Lacey's eyes widened suddenly:
"If you come to me, you don't take a gift, but you still rob me of a wounded person's food.
When Roan and Mona came before, they brought me a few bottles of drinks. β
"Anyway, you can't eat it now, and it's a waste to spoil it."
Winslow quickly ate the apple in a few gulps, and said that he had been drinking with people in the bar before, and he came quickly when he received the call, and he didn't have time to buy a gift, so he would make up for it next time.
Without waiting for Lacey to speak, Winslow then picked up the second apple and asked:
"Do you know why Luo An called us so urgently just now?"
It's nearly twelve o'clock in the evening.
"Since I joined the Special Investigation Team, Luo An has rarely called someone to gather at this time."
Lacey yawned heavily, and guessed:
"Maybe there's another case."
Winslow was still puzzled:
"But if you encounter a case, you should go to the office of the special investigation team."
"Maybe this is a case that happened in the hospital."
ββ¦β¦ Reasonable. β
Not long after the two chatted, Chenelle and Michelle arrived at Lacey's hospital room together, then Mona, and after another ten minutes, Roan was the last to arrive in this room.
"Sorry, it's late."
Roan entered the room and waved his hand to apologize, Trick Kennedy and the black man were too bad.
The building they were in just now was an office building, the roof door was locked, and there were several patrolling security guards inside the building.
While the two of them left easily by helicopter, Roan had to pick the lock on the roof of the office building, take the elevator downstairs, and finally take a taxi to the hospital.
Roan was very speechless along the way, and could only say that the personable agents in the movie all the time were, and he had to discuss this matter with Trick Kennedy when he went back.
After making sure that everyone had arrived, Roan asked Winslow and Chenelle to carefully inspect the ward, and once again made sure that there were no bugging devices or anything like that in the room, just in case there was no problem, Roan gave a brief account of Minister Alexander's case.
βWhatοΌβ
After listening to Luo An's narration, Lacey's face was full of surprise:
"Let's have a special investigation team investigate the case at the FBI's headquarters in Washington?"
"Normal."
Chenelle leaned against the wall, clasped her hands around her chest, and said coldly:
"The agents in there are much more complicated than the agents in our divisions, and Secretary Trick Kennedy doesn't believe them as the norm."
Winslow, who was sitting in his chair, focused on something else, and he said with a solemn face:
"There are three agents at the FBI's Washington headquarters and seven agents in the Chicago Special Investigations Division.
can make ten well-trained agents with their own specialties lose contact, and the strength of the mastermind behind this case is definitely not ordinary. β
Mona took out her laptop again and analyzed:
"Is there a possibility that these ten people are actively losing contact.
They were investigating something and learned that Minister Alexander had been in a car accident, and they had to choose to lose contact just in case. β
Michelle, who used to work at the FBI's Washington headquarters and the Ombudsman's Office, nodded and said:
"There's a possibility."
Several people analyzed for a moment, and finally looked at Luo An in unison and asked:
"Team leader, what do we do next?"
The corners of Luo An's mouth raised, and he waved his big hand:
"It's very simple, since it's already a holiday, let's travel!"
(End of chapter)