Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 47: The Hidden Story Behind the Case (Please Vote for Recommendation!)
Ms. Yoland, you wouldn't want...
Pah!
Luo An quickly stopped the Japan-style phrases echoing in his mind. After taking the envelope and checking the check inside, his face was filled with a smile:
"No problem, Ms. Yoland. I've already forgotten where Scasday Town is."
Hearing Luo An's words, the Councilman's Wife's expression relaxed completely, and her hand holding her purse slowly loosened.
Before coming here, Ms. Yoland had actually prepared for Luo An to demand a huge amount, and she even considered the worst scenario.
But seeing how quickly Luo An agreed, and his plain handsome face only fixated on the US Dollars, completely ignoring her, she felt a bit displeased inside. What was that about?
Luo An didn't know what the woman with the pet dog was thinking. After seeing the $50,000 in the envelope, he suddenly remembered something and then asked:
"By the way, Ms. Yoland, I wasn't alone at the time. My teammate Mona was also with me, I wonder..."
Hearing Luo An's words, Lydia's eyes shimmered.
And Ms. Yoland's heart, which had leapt up again, slowly calmed down. Suppressing her displeasure, she tried to speak in a steady tone:
"I will find an opportunity to contact her. This money is just for you."
"OK."
With the answer he wanted, Luo An's smile returned, and he put the check back into the envelope and into his pocket, then extended his hand to shake hands with Ms. Yoland, his face full of righteousness:
"Protecting the taxpayers of the federation is an undeniable mission for us FBI agents."
Lydia: "....."
Ms. Yoland: "..."
With a roll of her eyes, Ms. Yoland picked up her pet dog and after briefly speaking with Lydia, she turned and left the room.
Her daughter was still lying in the hospital.
"Your skin is really thick, Luo An."
After sending Ms. Yoland out the room's door, Lydia folded back, picked up the water again for a sip, and smilingly said to Luo An sitting on the couch:
"Don't you feel embarrassed saying that?"
"As long as I'm not embarrassed, the embarrassed one is someone else."
Luo An reached out, pulling Lydia into his arms, and asked with a smile while looking down:
"By the way, how did you get to know Ms. Yoland?"
"I run a bar, isn't it normal to know a Councilman's Wife? We just don't contact much normally."
Lydia wriggled out of Luo An's embrace, turned her head, and asked with a smile:
"But I didn't expect her to contact me today, to actually get me to contact you. By the way, can you secretly tell me, what exactly happened in Scasday Town?"
Updat𝒆d fr𝑜m freewebnøvel.com.
Actually, after knowing that the girl in the halter top was Yoland's daughter, Luo An briefly contacted others about what happened that day and had roughly deduced the truth:
Ms. Yoland visited the clinic for a checkup, but the frequency and duration raised her daughter's suspicions.
But the halter-top girl merely suspected without evidence, so when Yoland once again went out for a checkup, she decided to skip class and drive to the clinic.
On one hand, to verify her ideas, and on the other hand, she probably wanted to talk to her mother.
But unexpectedly, as soon as she entered Scasday Town, she encountered Luo An and a criminal intensely exchanging fire, and she was injured in the back.
The halter-top girl still had her own agenda, and since the wound wasn't severe, she chose not to make a big deal out of it and took advantage of the situation to go to the clinic.
At the clinic door, seeing her mother's car, the clinic nurse helped her treat the wound, and she might have also heard what happened in the ward.
Thus, after treating her wound, the angry halter-top girl got into her mother's car, preparing to give her mother a 'surprise'.
But unexpectedly, the criminal who had exchanged fire with Luo An at the clinic, after stealing medicines, also targeted this car.
Thus, the halter-top girl was injured, thrown into the trunk of the car.
What followed was Luo An and the criminal's car shootout and eventually finding the halter-top girl's story.
When Ms. Yoland learned that her daughter had been to Scasday Town and was injured by a criminal in her car, she probably guessed the story of what happened today.
Ms. Yoland might not regret that Luo An didn't know, but he knew Ms. Yoland finally chose to pay him to keep these things from being spread by outsiders into her husband's, the Yale Member's ears...
"I can't do that, Lydia."
Luo An briefly reviewed the entire incident in his mind, then pointed to the check in his pocket and shook his head refusing:
"You know, I just received Ms. Yoland's appreciation money."
"Really not possible?"
Lydia asked again.
"Really not possible."
Luo An shook his head in refusal; he was a man of integrity, keeping his word when it came to handling matters with money.
Hearing this, the corners of Lydia's mouth lifted slightly. She leaned closer to Luo An's ear and whispered,
"Just tell me, tonight..."
"Hmm?"
Luo An's eyes lit up at her words, he licked his lips and tilted his head asking,
"Are you sure?"
"Of course!"
Taking a deep breath, Luo An took off his suit jacket, hooked Lydia's chin with one hand:
"The gang's rule, check the goods first, then pay."
"No problem!"
Lydia, giggling, freed herself from Luo An's large hand and stood up from the sofa:
"But first, we need to have dinner, dance a bit, and then we can check the goods."
"No problem, dear."
Luo An smiled and nodded, agreeing to Lydia's requests:
"Tonight, you call the shots."
Hearing that Luo An agreed after being baited, Lydia, walking toward the dressing room, smirked:
Ah, men.
Watching the graceful figure in the dressing room, Luo An, sitting on the sofa, rolled up his white shirt sleeves, corner of his mouth curling up:
Let me see, who you really are and what your motives are.
Also, just how your previous husbands really died.
---
Far away, in a flashy high-rise building in central Manhattan, within a spacious apartment, Vireness, having changed into loose home clothes, sat in the study writing material.
Ding—
Suddenly, the computer beside her rang. Vireness turned to look at the computer and noticed an email.
Seeing the sender's signature, Vireness's brow furrowed.
This sender never sent good news.
Sure enough, opening the email, the content made Vireness clench her teeth, her eyes filled with anger:
Regarding the application of agent Luo An Greenwood to join the Columbus Foundation, the proposal is rejected.
Without hesitation, Vireness immediately picked up the phone beside her, pressed the memorized numbers, and dialed.
Soon, the phone was picked up on the other side. Vireness spoke directly:
"Put Mr. Clement on the phone."
"…Okay."
After waiting a few minutes, finally, a voice came from the other end. Taking a deep breath, suppressing the discomfort in her heart, Vireness didn't beat around the bush:
"Why didn't you approve the application I submitted for Luo An Greenwood to join the foundation?"
"Because his rank is too low."
At the FBI Washington Headquarters, an elderly Caucasian in a suit huffed, gesturing for his secretary to bring a folder. He opened the folder to look and then responded:
"Luo An Greenwood has only been a full agent for less than 5 days and has no eligibility to join the Columbus Foundation."
Hearing this, Vireness asked coldly:
"Why is the foundation called the Columbus Foundation? Because we need to discover new lands, that is, new talents! Are you sure you won't approve Luo An Greenwood's application?"
"I'm sure."
Beep beep beep—
Vireness, without further ado, hung up the phone.
