Legendary FBI Detective

Chicago, uptown, a certain commercial area.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, there was a street-side cafe with a warm style and soothing music. At the round wooden tables and chairs outside, Luo An was dressed casually, holding a newspaper in his hand, waiting for coffee leisurely. .

There are people coming and going nearby, including tourists and office workers. The crowds are noisy and have a very federal commercial atmosphere.

A young girl who looked like she had just grown up, with long blond hair and dressed as a cafe waiter, came over, put the coffee in front of Luo An, and showed a smile:

"Wait a minute, sir, your cappuccino."

"Thanks."

Luo An put down the newspaper, looked up and smiled at the waitress to thank her.

The young girl's eyes lit up when she saw Luo An's handsome face. She nodded and ran back to the coffee shop, where she danced and discussed with several of her colleagues in low voices.

Luo An picked up the coffee and took a sip. Mona's voice came from the small NSA special communicator that was inserted into Luo An's ear:

"You really attract young girls, Luo An."

Luo An, who could even smell the smell of vinegar even when putting the phone down, smiled, put down the coffee cup, picked up the newspaper again, and said:

"How else could I have deceived you?"

"So, you now admit that you lied to me that night?"

"But I remember that you were more proactive that night."

"Shut up! You're the one who lied to me!"

"I apologize."

Luo An smiled and did not continue to argue with Mona. He opened the second page of the newspaper and asked:

"How are you doing over there?"

"Soon."

Diagonally across from the cafe, in a room on the fourth floor of an office building, Mona was sitting cross-legged on the ground with her legs bent.

There were several small mechanical equipment on the ground beside her. Her fingers were dancing quickly on the laptop and she said in a calm tone:

"Give me ten more minutes."

"OK."

Luo An continued to read the newspaper on the surface, but actually observed his surroundings.

During this operation, NSA agent Elise was left in a hotel suite and was responsible for finding ways to monitor the target customer service center. Michelle stayed with her, writing to assist, but actually guarding.

Mona was brought out by Luo An to act with her. Her task was to investigate the identity information of those who answered the phone in the customer service center.

"You can also bring me a cup of coffee later. I want a caramel macchiato and a banana stone fruit cake."

In the office room, Mona typed on the keyboard quickly and said:

"Besides, how's your inspection going?"

"Not very good. The situation is a bit beyond my expectation."

Luo An picked up the coffee again and took a sip. From the corner of his eye, he passed through the many passers-by and glanced calmly at a shop selling tourist souvenirs in the distance and said:

"Our previous judgment was correct. The building diagonally behind, called the Vanilla After-Sales Customer Service Center, is indeed the customer service center of the killer organization.

I had also guessed before that there would be killers outside disguised as tourists or store attendants, responsible for guarding and checking the situation.

But I didn't expect that there would be so many of them. "

Mona said doubtfully:

"How many?"

"There are no less than five people on this street."

Luo An's lips curled up slightly:

"There are three other streets around it."

The purpose of Luo An's operation was to check the situation near the customer service center and decide on his next plan. As a result, not long after he walked into the area disguised as tourists, he discovered several "fellow travelers".

"Wow."

Mona raised her eyebrows:

"So, your trip today was in vain?"

"No, I still got some clues."

Luo An picked up the newspaper, crossed his legs, and said with a smile:

"For example, the guy who decided to set up the "Customer Service Center" here is definitely a talent."

This area is one of Chicago's famous business districts. Putting the killer organization's contact point here is definitely beyond many people's expectations.

The owners and waiters of the nearby shops probably never imagined that the customer service center diagonally across the street that called them every day was a member of the killer organization, and the person who came to them to order and buy food was a real killer.

Mona was just about to speak when Luo An's cell phone suddenly rang.

Luo An took out his mobile phone slowly and asked quietly:

"What's wrong?"

"Bad news, Roan."

The voice on the other end of the phone was not Lacey, but Chenelle. She said in a solemn tone:

“We arrived in Las Vegas and found the Killer organization’s customer service center.

But we arrived too late and the place was already destroyed. "

Luo An's expression remained unchanged:

"What's the meaning?"

"literal meaning."

Chenelle explained:

“The house was burned, tables, chairs and benches were smashed, computer equipment was destroyed, some customer service staff were injured and hospitalized, and some died on the spot.

The case has been taken over by Las Vegas police and is under investigation, but there are currently no leads.

Judging from the scene alone, it felt like an act of revenge to Lacey, Winslow and I. "

Luo An was thoughtful, and Chenelle asked:

"What do we do next?"

"Continue investigating."

Luo An thought for a while and said:

"On the premise of ensuring your own safety, look for opportunities to contact those injured and hospitalized to find out what happened when the case occurred.

Remember, your own safety is the first priority. "

"OK."

Chenelle on the other end of the phone nodded solemnly and hung up the phone.

"I succeeded here!"

At this moment, Mona's voice sounded from the small communicator in Luo An's ear. She cheered excitedly and then asked:

"What's going on over there Lacey?"

Luo An briefly talked about the situation described by Cheniel, and Mona frowned:

"So, it's because the call center in Las Vegas was destroyed that the number of killer guards here in Chicago increased?"

"It's possible."

"Then what do we do?"

Mona was a little worried:

"Do you still want to follow the original plan?"

"certainly."

Luo An picked up the coffee and drank it in one gulp, smiling:

"Don't worry, this is a good thing for us."

Mona was puzzled:

"The number of killer guards has increased, where is the best place?"

Luo An waved to the waiter and told the coffee and cake that Mona wanted just now. When the waiter left, he said with a smile:

"Good thing we have a place to throw the pot."

Just as Mona was about to continue speaking, Luo An asked first:

"You have already found out the identity information of the workers in this customer service center, right."

"Yes, the manager's name is Tony, the assistant manager's name is Jayden, and there are a dozen other women who answer the phone."

"Good."

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At 8:30 in the evening, the street lights on the streets of Chicago came on.

But the lingering darkness, accompanied by gunshots and shouts every ten minutes, deeply enveloped the hearts of the people in Chicago's downtown area.

In the fringe areas of Shangcheng District, the security situation is much better.

A black car slowly parked on the side of the road. Jayden got out of the passenger seat and saw the driver, Severn, opening the door and getting out of the car. He took out his pistol and prepared to enter the residence with him. He spread his hands and said helplessly:

"Sevion, do you really want this?"

Severin said nothing, just shook his pistol.

"OK, OK."

Jayden sighed, took out the key, walked to the house, opened the door as usual, pressed the light switch, and said:

"Look, I told you, I didn't ask..."

Before Jayden finished speaking, Severine's pupils shrank suddenly and he slapped Jayden to the ground. Then he quickly raised his pistol and was about to pull the trigger on the stranger who appeared on the sofa in the living room!