The ringing of the mobile phone made Andre's movements hesitate slightly, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and hung up the phone directly.

"Roanne Greenwood."

Andre raised his head with his mobile phone and stared at Luo An with a serious face:

"I don't care if you're the CIA or the FBI, I want to tell you, I want ......"

Jingle Bell –

Before he could finish speaking, Andrei's cell phone rang again.

“……”

A flash flashed in Luo An's eyes, and he smiled and said:

"It's good that the chief isn't disappointed."

“OK。”

Unlike the CIA, most of the FBI agents on that list were around some drug lord or criminal organization

Mr. Clement waved his hand indifferently, signaling that Roan should not worry, and explained:

"This case is obviously caused by some unscrupulous people within the CIA, and they themselves do not take care of it.

"Très bien (very good)"

The air in the office was very quiet, and Camren stared at Luo An, his face gloomy to death.

There is a saying that one blow, then decline, and three exhaustion.

"What about the corpses?"

Luo An shook his head:

Luo An didn't explain much about the rest of the matter, and Lacey didn't continue to ask, and sat back in her place after a few simple conversations.

Walking out of the airport and getting into the car, Lacey stretched her waist hard and complained:

"We went to the south of the planet when we left, but we ended up returning from the north of the planet."

Ox blood is known to attract sharks easily, so Conrad and Evelyn's carcasses ...... Sorry, I don't know how. ”

“……”

Glaring at Luo An fiercely, Andre picked up his phone and said coldly:

"It's me, Andrei."

"So the Earth is a ball."

Mr. Clement laughed, raised his hand and nodded to Roan, before adding:

"Tomorrow we will escort that Agent Valery to our FBI's temporary detention prison, this case will be closed here, and the follow-up will be handled by Vereneth, and your special investigation team will resume its leave status, and the deadline for leave is to be determined."

The white man on the right, who looked to be in his fifties, combed his full head of brown hair into a meticulous back, and his face sank when he saw Luo An enter the room.

Walking into the room, Roan greeted Mr. Clement first:

"Luo An, what are these people doing today?"

"Sir, what happened to that Camren just now?"

Luo An blinked and said the answer that had been prepared a long time ago:

"They were killed by a sneak attack by the enemy."

The office door was closed, and Roan turned to look at Mr. Clement:

"Sir?"

"Former CIA agent Valery put a lot of blood in that area, and after interrogation, it was learned that it was cow blood.

"The C.I.A. sent in to put on a show."

With a satisfied smile, Mr. Clement handed Roan a folder and said:

"This case is not easy, you handled it very well, you have worked hard."

"Roanne Greenwood, I hope this is the last time you will enter the French Republic by illegal means, understand?"

In the office, in addition to Mr. Clement, there were two white men in suits.

Taking a deep breath, Andrei waved his hand at several cars in the distance, and several cars immediately started to leave, making way for the plane, Andrei turned his head to look at Luo An, and said in a deep voice:

Camren had deliberately done it to show you, trying to pressure you to say something he wanted to hear, but alas, you let him down. ”

Camren was silent for a long time, got up and nodded to Mr. Clement and walked out of the office, Lewis got up and smiled and patted Roan on the shoulder before leaving the room.

Roan smiled and took the folder, opened it, and found that there were several letters inside, and Mr. Clement introduced:

"These are the letters of thanks from some of our special operations groups within the FBI, and they are very grateful to you, Team Leader, for the fact that the list was recovered."

Luo An smiled:

"I want to, too."

However, the two CIA agents died in this case after all, and the proper investigation process needs to be completed.

"Hahaha......"

The plane started, sped forward for a moment and slowly rose into the sky, several people looked through the window at the runway below, turning around and leaving the convoy quickly, Racy asked in a low voice:

was interrupted by Luo An first, and then interrupted twice by the ringtone of the mobile phone, Andre's brewing emotions were completely unconnected, and the smile on Luo An's face was very sunny:

"I think you should answer the phone first, Mr. Andre."

Once the list is leaked, those agents will not survive tomorrow, and these investigation teams will lose a lot, and the undercover network that has taken months or even years to build will only collapse completely.

In addition to the letters of thanks, the teams had other expressions.

Luo An's face was indifferent, he was telling the truth, the person who killed Conrad and Evelyn were indeed enemies as far as the two were concerned.

Luo An closed the folder with a smile, didn't care too much about the specialty, but asked:

The plane made a smooth journey and successfully arrived in Washington, D.C., a few hours later.

In the end, the matter was no longer an ordinary case, but evolved into a political game of the people above.

The content of that phone call was most likely also Andre's superior, who forcibly ordered him to let Luo An and the others leave.

Halfway through the group, Roan walked into the FBI's headquarters in Washington and headed straight for Mr. Clement's office.

Luo An replied casually, then glanced at the information on his mobile phone, and said:

"You guys go back first, and I'll go to the FBI headquarters in Washington."

"It's okay, don't worry."

"I don't know."

"It's an amazing feeling."

The white man on the left, with half-black and half-white hair, is the same Lewis Quinnier, who had a relationship with Roan after the end of the [Salles case] and is also a friend of Mona's father.

Seeing Luo Ann arrive, the secretary at the door got up with a smile and nodded at him, and then opened the door to the office.

Mr. Clement said:

"This is Lewis, this is Camren, both from the CIA."

"Good evening, sir."

Luo An smiled, combining what had just happened, and he guessed that the interception just now was most likely a decision made by Andre Clemmont Von himself.

When Verenis called before, the background sound was obviously hollow, and Roan suspected that she was calling in the bathroom, and the things that could make her so anxious could only be related to politics.

An older man's voice rang on the phone, speaking a lot of French, and Andre didn't say a word during the period, only hung up the phone with a "I know" at the end.

Roan nodded at Lewis Quinnier, who smiled and nodded in response, while Camren didn't talk nonsense and asked directly:

"Team Greenwood, what happened to Conrad and Evelyn's deaths?"

Andre snorted, and Roan smiled and waved at the group of agents behind Andre, and then led Winslow, Chenelle, and Mona onto the plane.

"An unhappy tantrum."

It is not appropriate to simply give money, so they sent a lot of specialties to Luo'an's special investigation team, and most of these investigation teams are at the border or abroad, so all kinds of specialties are strange, and at the speed of FedEx, it is expected to be delivered inland in three months.

Roan was not surprised by this, as the case involved a wide range of intelligence, including several intelligence services from the Commonwealth, the British Empire, the French Republic, and the German Republic.

"Yes, sir."

Just as Roan was about to turn away, Mr. Clement suddenly asked:

"By the way, I remember your hometown is in Boston?"

(End of chapter)