Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 122: CIA’s Failed Recruitment

Seeing the four stun grenades in the sky, Red twitched at the corner of his mouth, instantly understanding who the assailant was.

"Son of a bitch!"

Thomas, behind the SUV, blurted out a curse, his voice sharp as he hurriedly bent down to take cover.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The four stun grenades exploded in succession, shattering the glass of several nearby cars instantly.

After throwing the stun grenades, Luo An, fully armed, slid over the hood of a sedan car and quickly arrived at Red's side, bending down and asking in a hushed voice:

"Red, are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

Red patted his chest, indicating he was uninjured.

Seeing this, Luo An nodded, holding the Glock 18 as he slowly stood up. He and Red moved tactically to the back of the SUV, one on each side.

As expected, Thomas, who had been baptized by the four stun grenades, had already completely passed out on the ground.

Luo An carefully took away the rifle lying beside Thomas, and Red took out handcuffs to shackle Thomas's hands behind his back.

After a thorough search of Thomas's pockets and the nearby SUV, Luo An successfully found a driver's license.

"Demonti-Adams."

Looking at the photo on the driver's license, Luo An smacked his lips, and seeing this, Red blinked:

"It seems that this is Thomas's real name."

"Maybe."

Luo An shrugged, pulled out his cell phone, and called Mona to have her check this guy out.

Just after hanging up, a middle-aged white man dressed in an FBI grey-blue jacket, with a Glock pistol at his waist, walked over from a distance with a similarly dressed but younger white man.

"Hello, my name is Terry, from the Counter-IED department (A division of the FBI, specific details in the preface)."

The leading middle-aged white man reached out and shook hands with Luo Anlai, smiling and asking:

"Could you tell us if this man you've arrested is the one who caused the explosion just now?"

Upon hearing this, Red's eyebrows rose, just about to speak when Luo An immediately patted his arm and tilted his head with a smile in reply:

"No."

"..."

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Terry and his companion's faces stiffened upon hearing this.

"Anything else?"

Luo An's smile was very bright:

"If there's nothing else, we'll be on our way."

With that, without waiting for Terry and his companion to reply, Luo An patted Red's arm, signaling him to take Thomas and leave for the nearby SUV.

"Wait a second, guys."

Luo An and Red had only taken a few steps when Terry and his partner caught up, both reaching out to block Luo An and Red, smiling:

"You..."

Terry's words halted mid-sentence because Luo An had pulled out his own Glock 18.

Seeing this, Terry's companion instinctively reached for the pistol at his waist.

"Mr. Terry,"

Luo An narrowed his eyes slightly upon seeing this, waved his hand to signal Red to take Thomas back to the SUV first, then smiled at Terry and said:

"I know what your mission is, and you know what our mission is.

But we were the ones who caught him, and he'll only be taken back by us, OK?"

From the first glance at Terry, Luo An felt very uncomfortable.

Adding to that the fact that Terry only introduced his own identity and name, without asking for Luo An and Red's, Luo An immediately judged that the other party knew him.

Then, hearing that Terry's target was Thomas, Luo An briefly thought and guessed the true identity of the other party:

Lady Heloise's CIA subordinates.

As for why the CIA would have FBI clothes and equipment...

Well, it's the same old saying, America has its national conditions.

On the surface, federal law prohibits the CIA from operating domestically, but in fact, the CIA's domestic activities have never ceased.

Most of the time, these CIA agents are dressed up, claiming to be from departments like the FBI, DEA, NSA, and so on.

Seeing his identity uncovered by Luo An, Terry stopped pretending and his expression turned serious:

"Agent Luo An, we must take this guy with us."

"Impossible."

Luo An licked his lips, his smile became brighter and more amiable, but his right hand slowly moved to the safety of the Glock 18:

"Again, we are the ones who caught him."

Hearing Luo An's response, Terry's young teammate by his side slowly raised his eyebrows, and the pistol at his waist also appeared ready to be drawn.

"No."

Seeing this, Terry put his hand on his teammate's arm to stop him, and then stared at Luo An, speaking in a lowered voice:

"Are you sure you won't hand him over?"

Luo An didn't reply but just chuckled softly while his right hand slowly disengaged the safety on the Glock 18.

After a moment of staring each other down, Terry finally nodded with a gloomy face:

"Good, he's all yours."

After speaking, Terry didn't hesitate, immediately taking his Caucasian young teammate and leaving the area.

Watching their backs, Luo An narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly holstered the Glock 18, and after a moment of contemplation, laughed softly:

"It seems the CIA is much more chaotic internally than the FBI."

Turning back to the SUV, and after knowing that Luo Anlai had contacted an ambulance, Luo An first took out his phone to call Mona.

Through Mona's investigation, it was found that Demonti Adams had also served in some regions overseas.

Moreover, several of the places where Demonti had served overlapped with the places John King had been.

Luo An nodded, that's right, this was most likely just another ordinary soldier who had been duped by John King.

After hanging up the phone with Mona, Luo An then called Vireness.

The call was quickly connected.

"Good afternoon, ma'am."

Hearing Luo An's familiar voice, Vireness, who was in the team five investigation room, subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Glancing at Lady Heloise, who was standing in a corner of the conference room making a call with a grim expression, Vireness asked coldly:

"What's the situation at the scene?"

"The explosion was caused by that backpack bomb."

Luo An briefly conveyed the words of the bald security guard, indicating that John King was killed on the spot and the child's life was uncertain, now being rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Hearing that John King was killed on the scene, Vireness's eyebrows raised, and she immediately asked:

"Did you catch the perpetrator?"

Luo An shook his head, indicating that Jacques had never shown his face and that they had no idea where the other party was hiding at the moment.

"However, we captured Thomas, whose real name is Demonti Adams."

After summarizing the information Mona had investigated for Vireness, Luo An finally concluded:

"With Demonti, we should be able to figure out where Jacques is hiding."

"Very well."

Vireness nodded in satisfaction, and upon hearing that Lady Heloise had sent someone to try to snatch the suspect, Vireness showed a trace of disdain and said she would handle the matter later before hanging up the phone.

On the other hand, in the corner of the meeting room, Lady Heloise's face was filled with anger and looked extremely ugly as she learned that Terry had failed to take Thomas from Luo An's hands.

Before Lady Heloise could utter a rebuke, Vireness's cold voice came from behind her:

"Lady Heloise, now can we talk?"

Looking down at the materials in her hand, as well as the case progression recounted by Luo An, Vireness licked the corner of her mouth.

She had now roughly sorted out the background and the entire course of the case, as well as the role Lady Heloise played in it.