Hearing the words spoken by Roland, Luo An raised his eyebrows and asked:

"The man behind Salles is from MI6?"

MI6, a name that is not unfamiliar, is known to anyone who has watched the 007 series of movies, and it is the foreign intelligence agency of Great Britain that is almost not as good as Northern Ireland and not much as the United Kingdom.

In addition to MI6, there is also a MI5, which has a similar relationship with the CIA and the FBI, with MI6 working abroad and MI5 in charge of domestic affairs.

“No。”

Rowland shook his head and replied:

"We're not sure about that yet."

As soon as Roan was about to ask a question, Roland preemptively explained:

"But what you just said is right, it's true that not everyone can do underground arms trading, and there must be someone behind them to support them.

The CIA determined that it was not our people behind Salles, and since it was not our people, it could only be MI6's people. ”

“……”

The corners of Roan's mouth twitched, and there was some reasonableness in Roland's outrageous words, and after a little thought, he asked:

"Half of Salles' area of activity is in Africa, is it possible that the people behind her are from the African powerhouse, the Republic of France?"

Hearing Roan call the other party an African power, Roland was a little speechless and said:

"Impossible."

"Why?"

"There are two main reasons."

Rowland earnestly explains:

"First, 60 percent of the weapons sold by Salles are British, 40 percent are federal, and there is almost no legal system.

Second, if the people behind Salles were from the French Republic, then the MI6 of the Commonwealth would have been out long ago, and it would be impossible for Salles to develop smoothly until now. ”

Luo An nodded suddenly, the grievances between the British Kingdom and the French Republic have been deeply entrenched after a hundred years of entanglement, and they have become accustomed to stumbling with each other.

Coupled with the habit that the British Kingdom has developed to be a-stirring stick, countries have already made predictions:

If the British Kingdom did not come out to make trouble and stir up trouble everywhere, then there is a high probability that he is the black hand behind this incident.

Just like the Federation, the statement made by the spokesman has nothing to do with the Federation, so it is likely that the Federation did it.

These two have almost become the law.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, Luo An's eyes moved slightly, and then asked:

"Last question, why didn't your CIA take over this incident, but let the FBI deal with it?"

Although there is a "special investigation team" to be established, the CIA has the right and reason to refuse, and other overseas cases encountered by the FBI in the past have not been as refreshing as promised this time.

Roland blinked his eyes and did not answer immediately, Luo An looked at him with a smile and said:

"So, you CIA are actually planning to wait for me to take care of Salles, and you guys will come out and take over her business, right?"

Roland squeezed out a somewhat embarrassed smile and said in a low voice:

"Don't say it so badly, we ......"

Luo An interrupted Roland with a wave of his hand and said:

"I can not mind this, but I have one request."

Roland hurriedly asked:

"What requirements?"

Luo An stretched out his impoverished right hand at him, and the corners of his mouth grinned:

"Where's my share?"

“……”

Roland was gone, walking very quickly, leaving Mona's story behind him.

Luo An's request is not excessive, Roland can pretend to be stupid when Luo An didn't mention these things before, but now that Luo An already knows, if he still pretends to be stupid, he will really be a fool.

But Roland doesn't have authority, what is the share that belongs to Roan, he needs to go back to his superiors to ask and discuss.

Watching Roland's figure gradually disappear into the elevator, the corners of Luo An's mouth hooked, closed the door of the office area and walked to the conference room again.

Luo An didn't plan to give up the operation of arresting Salles, he finally had a chance to make extra money, the CIA seemed to be bullying honest people, but as long as he did it properly, not only would he not be bullied, but he would also be able to fight back against bullying if he didn't do it, and the benefits he would get from the end of the case would not be less.

In the conference room, Lacey, Michelle, Chenellele, and Winslow were gathered next to Mona to check the computer, and Roan asked casually:

"How's the investigation going?"

"It can only be said to be an eye-opener."

Winslow was speechless:

"There is so much "interesting" information in the CIA's database. ”

"I'll see that "interesting" information later. ”

Luo An patted Lacey on the shoulder, squeezed her away, selectively ignored Lacey's fangs and claws, and asked:

"The first goal now is to get close to Salles, how's it going, have you found a suitable regular customer?"

"I've sorted out three people."

Mona nodded, adjusted the photo of the three men to the computer screen, and introduced:

"The first, now in Africa, is the head of a military junta in a small African country, and has done a lot of deals with Salles.

The second place, from a certain country in South America, is a big reader in a city in that country.

The third, also in South America, is the leader of the opposition in another country's government, who has bought a lot of arms here in the Salles, mainly to fight the government forces. ”

"It's all "talent". ”

Looking at the photos and information on the computer, Luo An raised his eyebrows, and Mona tilted her head and asked:

"Which target do you think is appropriate?"

Luo An motioned for Mona to zoom in on the photo of the second target and said:

"The first head of the junta is too difficult, and asking him for "help" will easily expose the news.

The third opposition leader is very good at hiding, and the local government forces can't find him, so we have a hard time finding him.

Therefore, the second candidate, Almeron Christo, is the most suitable, and has the highest success rate of "helping" him. ”

“OK。”

Mona nodded and continued typing on the keyboard:

"I'm going to look into the situation with Almeron Cristo."

"There's no need to rush."

Luo An smiled and said:

"The special investigation team has not been formally established, and we still have time."

"I know."

After a few people chatted for a while, Lacey suddenly looked left and right and asked:

"What about Roland in the CIA? Where did he go? ”

"He went back to the C.I.A. to ask about something."

Luo An smiled and replied casually, and then he leaned over to Mona and whispered:

"Mona, check one thing for me."

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The process was time-consuming but indispensable, and over the next two days, the agents of the 13th Investigation Team were divided into two groups.

One group is responsible for the follow-up of the bombing, while the other is responsible for investigating the intelligence of Almeron Christo and Salles.

On Friday, at ten o'clock in the morning, Roland walked into the office area of Investigation Team 13 again, and entered the team leader's office with Roan.

Luo An handed the other party a cup of coffee and said:

"You've been gone long enough this time, and my request is so hard to negotiate?"

Roland smiled, handed the document bag in his hand to Luo An, and said:

"My superiors said that after the special investigation team arrests Salles, they can sell us the arms and weapons in Salles's hands at a black market price increase by one-half."

"A half-up, are you sure?"

Luo An raised his eyebrows and asked:

"With so many weapons purchased at this price, your superiors are not afraid that they will not be able to sell them at a loss?"

"No, someone will definitely buy it."

Roland smiled:

"Like the MI6s."

Salles has a lot of weapons in his hands, and if he sells them to Roland's superiors at the original price, Roan will definitely make a lot of money.

But Roland's superiors were even more ruthless, obviously planning to take the opportunity to cut MI6.

"Tut-tut."

Luo An was speechless, and sure enough, the CIA would make money.

There was a black document in the file bag, which was opened and checked, and there was a familiar photo pasted inside, with a line of text written underneath:

CIA Secret Agent, Roanne Greenwood.

Ann: "......"

(End of chapter)