Legendary FBI Detective

"Good morning, Roan."

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At 10:30 in the morning, on the second floor of the villa, Luo An, who was brushing his teeth, spat out his saliva and replied casually:

"Good morning, Mr. Morgan."

The person who called Luo An was the old man Morgan who he had met before in the club and wore brown glasses at night.

While washing his face, Luo An asked:

"Calling so early, what's wrong with Mr. Morgan?"

"You are indeed a young man. It's almost noon and it's still early."

Morgan on the other end of the phone laughed heartily and said directly:

"I happen to be in Washington, D.C. these days, let's go out for dinner together tonight."

"no problem."

Luo An wiped his face and agreed. After a few brief greetings, Morgan hung up the phone on his own initiative.

At this moment, Mona rubbed her eyes and pushed the door open, walked into the room, yawned widely, and asked casually:

"Who?"

"People in the club."

After washing up, Luo An walked out of the room to change clothes. Mona, who had just woken up and turned on her phone, was a little slow to react. She thought for a few seconds before reacting.

Suddenly her face changed slightly, she hurriedly walked out of the room and looked at Luo An and asked:

"I remember you said before that there was someone in that club who also knew your father?"

"That's right."

Luo An nodded, and seeing Mona's worried expression that was hesitant to speak, he walked back with a smile, gently pinched Mona's pretty face, and said:

"Don't worry, I already have a plan."

Luo An didn't say what the specific plan was at this time. Mona saw that he was calm and confident, so she nodded and stopped asking based on her trust in him in the past.

Luo An smiled, continued to look for clothes, and asked at the same time:

"What are you going to eat later?"

Mona turned around to wash up and said:

"I'll make it today, how about fried eggs and bacon?"

"Great, two more steaks."

"I just woke up and I don't want to eat steak."

"Don't get me wrong, both copies are mine."

Mona: "..."

After breakfast and lunch, Luo An and Mona went to the gym to box and exercise, and then rested for a while. It was past six o'clock in the afternoon.

Morgan sent a text message at this time, which contained the address to meet and have dinner. Roan simply changed into a casual suit and drove there, while Mona went shopping with Lacey and Chenelle.

Driving his mediocre Porsche to the address sent in the text message, Luo An frowned slightly, a little suspicious that he had come to the wrong place.

At this time, Luo An was located in the south of Washington, D.C. What appeared in front of him was an ordinary commercial building. The tall building was surrounded by various shops, including jewelry, luxury goods, banks, etc., but there was no trace of a hotel or restaurant.

"Hello."

Just when Luo An was about to call to inquire, someone suddenly knocked on the car window a few times. The car window was slowly lowered, and a white man who looked to be in his forties and wearing a high-end suit smiled and asked:

"Is this Mr. Greenwood?"

"I am, who are you?"

After receiving the affirmative answer, the white man smiled more gently and explained:

"I came here specially to greet you."

"OK."

Relying on the "emotional perception" in his mind, Luo An was sure that the other party was not telling lies and had no ill intentions toward him. He parked the car according to the other party's instructions, and then followed the other party into a high-end men's luxury store.

The two of them walked straight, and the service staff in the store bent down to salute. The white man didn't look sideways, and led Luo An into the deepest part of the store.

An ordinary elevator appeared in front of Luo An. The white man opened the elevator door, stepped aside and extended his hand to signal, smiling:

"Come in, Mr. Greenwood."

Luo An walked into the elevator and found that there were no floor buttons inside. His eyes moved slightly and he asked with a smile:

"You won't come in?"

"I'm not high enough and I'm not invited."

The white man smiled, pressed the button to close the elevator door, and finally said:

"Have a good time tonight, Mr. Greenwood. Goodbye."

The elevator door closed and began to rise slowly. Luo An closed his eyes and remained motionless, silently feeling the operation of the elevator. After more than ten seconds, the elevator slowly stopped running. Luo An judged that this should be the 21st or 22nd floor. building.

Ding--

With a soft sound, the elevator door slowly opened. Luo An opened his eyes. A magnificent hall with bright but not dazzling lights and a classical European style appeared in front of Luo An.

After stepping out of the elevator, melodious classical piano music slowly reached Luo An's ears. On the left side of the hall, some men and women in suits and gowns gathered together in pairs and chatted with wine glasses.

On the right side of the hall is a bar, where several masked bartenders are mixing drinks in a fancy way, inviting the men and women chatting at the bar to taste their craftsmanship.

"Hello, Mr. Greenwood."

Luo An had not walked a few steps when a female waiter with a very good figure wearing a women's suit and a mask came over and stretched out her hand to guide Luo An:

"Someone is waiting for you, please come with me."

Luo An nodded and said nothing, observing the surroundings and following the other person deeper into the hall.

After turning several corridors, private private rooms appeared in front of Luo An. The waitress walked to private room No. 13 and knocked lightly a few times, then opened the door to make way for Luo An to enter.

There were two familiar elderly white men in the private room. They were Edward, the gray-haired man whom they had met before, and Morgan, who was not wearing brown glasses today.

"The time is neither too early nor too late, just right."

Seeing Luo An walking into the private room, Edward raised his eyebrows at Morgan and laughed:

"I won this time!"

Luo An sat down on the sofa opposite the two elderly white men, got himself a glass of red wine very familiarly, and asked with a smile:

"You used the time I spent here to make a bet?"

"It's just a little game."

Morgan shook his head helplessly, glanced at his smiling friend beside him, and said:

"As I get older, I only have this little interest left."

"Well done, Roan."

Edward picked up his wine glass and touched it with Luo An, raised his eyebrows at him, and said with a smile:

"The bet we just made was five gold coins. I will give you one later."

"Thanks."

Luo An and Edward clinked their glasses, then smiled at Morgan:

"Mr. Morgan, if you have this kind of gambling in the future, you can contact me in advance. I can easily discuss the prize after winning."

"Greedy little fox."

Morgan pointed at him with a smile, shook his head, and the three of them clinked their glasses together and took a sip of red wine. Morgan said:

"Luo An, you did a great job on this case. The Morgan family has paid the thank you money they promised before into the account of your special investigation team.

As for the fifteen gold coins, I have also transferred them to your account in the club. "

A sunny smile suddenly appeared on Luo An's face. Edward on the side took out a box of cigars, handed one to Luo An, and asked very curiously:

"This case was solved in less than two weeks, Luo An, how on earth did you do it?"

According to the bet that the two had agreed upon before, if Luo An solved the case within fifteen days, Edward would pay half of the $10 million promised by Morgan.

Edward, who is quite old, has lost much interest in women, and there are many foods that he cannot eat for the sake of his health. Now he doesn't care about the money at all, he just wants to satisfy his curiosity.

After taking the cigar and facing the curious eyes of the two old men, Luo An chuckled:

"secret."

"..."x2