Chapter 602 The Man Behind the Truck Driver

"Secret Service phone number..."

A coldness flashed in Director Robert's eyes, and he glanced at Luo An at the desk calmly. Director Robert admired Luo An very much in terms of ability, thinking, methods, etc. He was a very outstanding talent.

"Unfortunately, he is Clement's man."

Director Robert shook his head inwardly, pressed the landline phone button without letting go, and said to Mr. Clement, Veranith and Roan:

"Francisco himself, I will send someone to deal with it. Luo An, you lead someone to handle the follow-up work of that "organization", and you can leave."

"Okay, sir."

Roan and Vrynis nodded. Mr. Clement stood up and took them away. The moment the office door closed, Director Robert released the phone button and said:

"Get the Secret Service call in."

"Okay, sir."

At the same time, in the corridor, Mr. Clement no longer had the expressionless expression just now, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

He tapped Luo An twice with his hand and praised:

"Luo An, you did a good job in this operation."

After a pause, Mr. Clement may have felt that his tone was a little light, then he nodded heavily and said:

"very good!"

Verenis also had a smile on her face, and her eyes were very proud. Although Francisco was taken away by the director's people, Luo An, who snatched him back from the Secret Service, was the one who deserved the most credit.

Luo An didn't say too many modest words and smiled. Then he remembered something and asked:

"Sir, the previous order was to take action tomorrow, and I captured the person today..."

This incident was a violation of orders no matter what, and considering the fact that he had beaten up a Secret Service agent before, although Luo An was not particularly worried about being severely punished, he still needed to ask.

Mr. Clement frowned slightly and turned his gaze to Veranith.

Veranith reacted instantly, put away the smile on her face, and said in a deep voice:

"My orders, sir."

There are many implications behind this case, and some of Luo An's mistakes during handling the case may actually be major or minor.

Luo An's level is still not high enough, Mr. Clement means to let the taller man resist.

But Mr. Clement himself is too tall and inappropriate, and Veranith's level is just right. Even if no one will deliberately come after her for this matter, she is also capable of handling the aftermath of the incident.

"I see."

Seeing Veranith step up and take responsibility, Mr. Clement nodded with satisfaction, then he looked at Roan again and said:

"Properly handle the follow-up work of the "organization" case and follow the procedures. It doesn't matter if it takes longer."

"Okay, sir."

Luo An nodded in agreement, and Mr. Clement then left with the secretary after a few instructions.

Looking at Mr. Clement's back and recalling the previous conversation in the director's office, Luo An discovered that Director Robert and Mr. Clement were most likely not from the same camp.

In other words, the two have the same overall interests within the FBI, but their personal interests may go in different directions.

Veranith took Luo An into the elevator. When the numbers flashed, Luo An asked:

"Sir, why did two agents Michelle and Winslow from my investigation team lose contact?"

"They were taken for questioning by the Supervision Department."

When she mentioned this matter, Veranis suddenly became cold-faced and said that she only found out about it later and immediately went to the Supervision Department to bring the two of them out.

"Inspection Department?"

Luo An's face darkened, and he didn't understand why the Supervision Department coincidentally appeared at that time.

"This matter may have something to do with Antoine, the secretary of the Office of Professional Responsibility, who has good relations with some Jews in the Secret Service."

Veranith lowered her voice and said:

"I also found out the reason why your name was heard by the president, Luo An, because Antoine praised you repeatedly at some cocktail parties, dinners and other places, which attracted a lot of people's attention to you.

I haven't found out his purpose yet. If you encounter something wrong in the future, you must contact me in time. "

Luo An's eyes flashed with a faint light, and he whispered:

"I understand, sir."

Ding--

The numbers stopped flashing, the elevator door opened, and Veranith finally said:

""Organize" the follow-up of this case. Don't be too hasty when handling it. Slower and longer."

"clear."

Luo An smiled and nodded. Mr. Clement also said this just now. He and Veranith had the same idea. This case is quite special. The longer the case is handled, the better the credit will be gained afterwards.

Just like the work in some departments, if you work overtime in one day to complete a task that takes three days, you will not get any benefits except a few simple compliments, but will get more work.

Roan returned to the office area of ​​Investigation Team 13. At this time, there were only Michelle, Mona and Winslow in the room. Chenille and Lacey were still "chatting" with the truck driver in the interrogation room.

Luo An looked at Winslow and Michelle and asked:

"Are you guys okay?"

"fine."

The two shook their heads. Less than ten minutes after they were taken away by the Supervision Department, Veranith rushed over. Winslow smiled and said that his buttocks were not even hot from sitting, and they were taken away from there.

Without discussing the matter too much, Luo An briefly chatted for a few words before preparing to go to New York again.

People from the previous "organization" were arrested, but the Secret Service didn't do much after they took over. They just threw the group of people into the temporary prison of the New York Police Department. Luo An and the others now need to bring those people out for interrogation.

While everyone was packing their things, Chenelle and Lacey walked out of the interrogation room, their expressions a bit unhappy.

Luo An was changing clothes in the team leader's office before he came out. Mona asked quickly:

"What did the trial reveal? Who is the boss behind the truck driver?"

"He's a businessman."

Lacey threw the interrogation record on the table. Chenelle sat back, turned on the computer, entered a name in the browser, and quickly pulled up a photo. She spread her hands:

"That's him, the guy who always appears in various charity galas and charity news."

"Wow."

Looking at the photo of a white man wearing a suit and with a slicked back hair, who looked like a human and a dog, disdain and disdain flashed in Winslow and Michelle's eyes.

Mona thought for a while and then asked:

"So, this truck driver is not the same group as the guys who kidnapped Francisco when Roan and I were chasing Francisco?"

During the entire operation, a total of four groups of people appeared.

One group is the FBI and SWAT team headed by Luo An, and the other group is the guys from the Secret Service.

There was also a group of people including a truck driver who tried to intercept Roan and Mona, and a man in a striped suit who managed to catch Francisco in the process, but was defeated by Roan.

"no."

Lacey shook her head:

"The truck driver said he didn't know those guys at all."

"Sent by another person?"

Mona was speechless and counted with her fingers:

"We intend to capture Francisco and find out the truth; Francisco intends to escape; the Secret Service intends to seize and suppress this case; the truck driver intends to stop us...

Did the group of men in striped suits kidnap Francisco and take him to meet someone? "

"They will know after we review it later."

Lacey smiled:

"Anyway, Luo An has caught them before."

"Bad news, everyone."

At this moment, Luo An, who had changed his clothes, walked out of the team leader's office, shook the phone in his hand, and said:

"The men in the striped suit have died in the hospital."