Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 41: You Can Actually Come to Work? (Please Follow)
Hearing the murmurs of reporters from a few small newspapers, the many journalists from well-known media in New York sitting in the front row of the conference room exchanged glances, as if guessing what Vireness was about to do next.
Sure enough, just as Vireness stopped speaking, the female agent who had been standing in the corner of the meeting room immediately picked up the remote control and turned on the television hanging high in the corner in front of the room.
The program on the television was the New York news channel, continuously replaying the scene where the criminal Frederick aims a gun at Luo An, but is killed by Luo An with a pen.
"Oh my god!"
"Is this for real?"
Several reporters from small newspapers were seeing this scene for the first time and were all sharply inhaling in shock, making the temperature in the conference room drop noticeably.
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The famous media journalists sitting in the front row were also watching the television intently, their expressions vivid.
Although these media had been well-informed and had seen this scene before coming here, when the scene was presented once again before their eyes, their attention was still diverted.
It was nothing else but that the scene of killing an armed criminal with a pen was too much like something out of a movie. Coupled with Luo An's cool and handsome face, if someone took this clip alone and said it was from a new Hollywood movie, people would definitely believe it.
"Ladies and gentlemen of the press."
Seeing the splendid expressions on everyone's faces, Vireness's mouth curled slightly, but she quickly relaxed it and said indifferently:
"This is the live footage of our FBI agent killing a serial killer. The biological material of the killer matches completely with the biological material extracted from the two crime scenes... Thus, I now announce:
The serial dismemberment murder case discovered today in New York Queens District, after five hours, has been successfully solved by our FBI, and the perpetrator has been killed!"
"..."x N
The room fell silent for a few seconds, then suddenly erupted into noise as the reporters crowded around Vireness, shouting loudly:
"Team Supervisor, the five hours you just mentioned, is it true or false? Did the FBI start searching for this suspect before the news broke?"
"Team Supervisor, what do you have to say about the agent in the television, who was openly speeding during the investigation?"
"Ma'am, what is the name of the agent with the pen? He doesn't look very old; does he have a girlfriend?"
"..."
Vireness did not hurry to answer these reporters' questions but instead turned her gaze to the live broadcast camera, her lips slightly lifted, silently mouthing:
'Thank You'
No one knew who she was really thanking.
But Broson felt that Vireness was thanking him.
Because with his help, Vireness had successfully made a splash in front of the media, and her career had taken another step forward.
Inside a detached apartment, Broson's face turned dark as he watched this scene and fiercely threw the cup in his hand to the ground.
The next second, the phone beside him suddenly rang, and Broson's pupils dilated, but he still pressed the answer button.
A somewhat hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Broson, you've gone a bit too far this time."
"Boss, I..."
Broson's expression tensed, just about to offer some explanation, only to be interrupted by the voice on the other end of the phone:
"Tomorrow I will announce the formation of Task Force Number Fourteen. As the newly promoted team supervisor, you will be in charge of Task Force Fourteen."
Right after speaking, the voice didn't wait for Broson's response and hung up the phone directly.
"A team supervisor with only one newly established task force, this hasn't occurred in the FBI New York Branch for over a decade."
Looking at the disconnected call, Broson burst into an angry laugh, already guessing the looks he would receive from others in tomorrow's meeting.
"Huff——"
After taking several deep breaths, Broson managed to suppress his anger. Expressionless, he picked up the cup from the ground, filled it with liquor, gulped it down, and then got up from the sofa to walk towards the bedroom.
A voice talking to itself faintly came through:
"Vireness, Augustus, Luo An Greenwood..."
——
"Vireness has a decent subordinate."
In the distance, at the FBI Washington Headquarters, an elderly white man in a suit sipped on his drink and hummed as he watched the press conference on TV. He then pressed the phone by his side:
"First thing in the morning, put all the information on that agent from the TV on my desk... on the very top."
"Understood, boss."
——
Luo An didn't know any of these things happened last night.
After driving and bringing Reesi to the 'Flame Queen' bar within twenty minutes, with Reesi's help, Luo An... failed to get to know the few girls on the business cards, because they all got picked up by Reesi.
But thanks to his plain, good looks, Luo An still managed to meet the female manager of the bar.
After being busy all day, can't he enjoy himself a little?
With this thought in mind, he slept in until two o'clock the next afternoon.
As the sun set in the west, in the manager's rest room above Manhattan's 'Flame Queen' bar, Luo An slowly opened his eyes.
In an instant, he felt a bit of back pain.
"Hiss—"
He moved the arm wrapped around his neck and the leg coiled around his waist, then Luo An got out of bed, holding his back, and slowly made his way to the bathroom with a fierce expression on his face.
"I've miscalculated this time!"
While turning on the water, he looked at his reflection in the mirror and found that there was a hint of haggardness on his otherwise ordinary face. His eyes widened with the sudden realization:
"Luo An-Greenwood wasn't good at drinking to begin with, and I forgot about that!"
After washing up, Luo An walked out of the bathroom, got dressed, and glanced at the shapely figure still soundly asleep on the bed. Without hesitation, he turned and left the room, shaking his head and sighing:
"To think that mere indulgence in alcohol could cause me back pain... No, from today onwards, I must exercise more and also quit drinking!"
He found his SUV in the bar's parking lot and drove off slowly, heading for Jacob Federation Building.
At an intersection waiting for the traffic lights, he opened the system page he was too busy with physical training to check the night before.
[Performance Evaluation of Yesterday: Excellent]
[Number of Treasure Chests Gained: Four]
[Would you like to open the treasure chests?]
"Open!"
Watching the crude browser game's treasure chest-opening cutscene in the system interface, and then looking at the word "Excellent" in the evaluation, a look of realization crossed Luo An's face:
"Three chests for a good evaluation, four for an excellent one... so it's incremental."
[The treasure chests are opened]
[Stamina Potion×1. Strength Potion×1. Agility Potion×1. Sensitivity Potion×1.]
"..."
Feeling a bit sore in his lower back and looking at the three bottles of Stamina Potion in the system's inventory, Luo An did not hesitate to take one out and drank it up.
He smacked his lips, the taste wasn't much, but after a few seconds, an indescribable sensation spread from Luo An's abdomen to his whole body.
Originally disappointed that he hadn't got the hemostatic potion he wanted most from the chests, Luo An felt quite dissatisfied.
But after drinking the Stamina Potion and feeling that his back pain and leg aches had vanished in the blink of an eye, and that his body was fit enough to take on ten opponents, Luo An's eyes sparkled:
"Good stuff!"
Stamina potion is truly the king!
The SUV soon reached Jacob Federation Building. When Luo An was leaving the parking lot, he coincidentally met Reesi, who came out to buy coffee, so he lifted his hand and greeted with a smile:
"Good afternoon, Reesi."
"Luo An?"
Seeing the energetically glowing Luo An, who she knew who he went to work out with last night, Reesi's face showed shock:
"You... can actually come to work?"
Luo An felt instantly annoyed: "What, looking down on me?"
