Legendary FBI Detective

Paris, the capital and largest city of the French Republic. When Roan and Mona traveled in Europe in the past, Roan had been here, visited the Louvre Museum where the "Mona Lisa" is located, and had a drink with Mona hand in hand on the left bank of the Seine. coffee.

Similarly, the whole city was filled with a strong smell of urine; the subway station exuded a disgusting smell; the garbage everywhere on the streets, as well as the organized team of thieves, also left a deep impression on the two.

Since then, the term "Romantic City" has completely disappeared from Luo An and Mona's minds.

Instead, it’s Balenciaga, whose stockings, apart from being expensive, feel really good.

The Federal Embassy in Paris is located at 2, rue Gabriel, in the 8th arrondissement of Paris, at the northwest corner of Place de la Concorde.

This embassy was the first foreign embassy of the Confederacy, and some of the Founding Fathers, including Benjamin Franklin, served as the earliest Confederate ambassadors to France.

At nine o'clock in the morning, in a conference room on the third floor on the far right side of the embassy building, Veranith was sitting on a chair, looking at the documents in her hands with a very solemn expression.

Due to the time difference, when Luo An called last night, it was still daytime in the Federation. After briefly listening to Luo An's account, Veranith did not hesitate and immediately took a plane to Paris to deal with the problem in person.

Roan was sitting on the chair opposite Veranith, reading today's newspaper.

The entertainment news section was selectively ignored by Luo An. He turned his attention to the political and military section, and then saw the French Republic's media frantically spitting on the British Empire.

During the operation in Mont Saint-Michel last night, Roan finally led Lacey and escorted Agent Valery away easily. Mona and Sean who were sleeping were also easily picked up by the two of them.

Everything was going well on their side, but MI6 was being chased by the people from the seventh game.

In the end, two fists were no match for four. After the MI6 people were surrounded, they decisively chose the traditional gentlemanly manner of the British Empire: surrender with their hands raised.

Later, the police of the French Republic arrived at the scene where two speedboats collided and exploded. After a simple investigation, the Seventh Bureau contacted the Federal Embassy in Paris to give a warning.

Then various media outlets in the French Republic began to denounce MI6, who had sneaked into their country's territory and committed crimes, caused a very bad impact, and demanded an apology and compensation from the British Empire.

MI6: "..."

British Empire: "..."

Seeing that the newspaper was full of MI6 and only mentioned a few CIA articles in the corner, Luo An grinned and understood what the "three permanent places on the upper level and the two permanent ones on the lower level" meant by the Internet in his previous life.

"Roan."

Luo An was looking at the newspaper and thinking wildly. Veranith suddenly called out his name. She looked up at Veranith and said in a deep voice:

"On my way to Paris, I received new information. The body of underground businessman Rupert was found in a country in South America. After an autopsy, it was determined that he had been dead for more than three months.

In other words, the Rupert you met yesterday is a fake, and he may have had some simple facial plastic surgery. "

Luo An was not surprised by this. Last night's experience had clearly told him that the real mastermind behind the scenes was Valery. However, there were still many things that were not made clear before Conrad's death, so he asked:

"Sir, what's going on with that CIA agent Valery?"

Veranith shook her head. She had already contacted Mr. Clement about this matter, but it would take time to figure out the specific situation, so she said:

"Valery has been captured by you, let's start the interrogation directly."

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Embassy building, a basement.

"Good morning, Mr. Valery."

Lacey was sitting on the side of the interrogation table, holding a laptop and preparing to record. Roan pushed a cup of coffee in front of Valery, who was handcuffed to the chair, and asked with a smile:

"It seems that you slept well last night and your face looks good."

Valery's mouth twitched. His eyes were now purple, his cheeks were bulging, there was gauze on his nose, and several teeth were missing from his mouth. He really didn't understand how Luo An could tell that he looked good.

Seeing that Valery didn't speak, Luo An wasn't angry either. He smiled, picked up his coffee, took a sip, and said:

"The information we have found shows that you are a CIA agent who defected. Can you tell us about your defection experience?

We can look back and use your experience as a case to teach newcomers. "

Valery's face turned even colder:

"How to stimulate generals, are your methods so crude and crude?"

"It's not rough, it's not crude."

Luo An smiled and waved his hand:

"It's not a provocation, you're overthinking it, I'm just telling you a fact.

When our interrogation is over, you will be handed over to the CIA. You will definitely know whether you are alive or dead by then.

Rather than die a worthless and suffocating death, why not tell us more and we can help you summarize it and form a classic case.

Although your body will be burned to ashes by then, the spirit of the traitor can be passed on forever. It can be regarded as living from another perspective, isn't it? "

Chatting with Luo An sometimes makes one's tooth hurt. Valery's eyelids were shaking. After taking a few deep breaths, he finally couldn't hold back any longer and said:

"First of all, I am not a traitor, and secondly..."

“Secondly, it’s up to you to decide.”

Luo An waved his hand to interrupt Valery and spread his hands:

"Every child knows when writing a composition, where is the time? Where is the place? Where are the details? Where is the background of the story?"

After a few seconds of silence, Valery stared at Luo An and said coldly:

"We were betrayed during that operation five months ago."

Valery said that the target of the operation five months ago was the leader of the underground criminal organization, a major criminal team under Zacharias.

The plan for that operation was very thorough, but on the night of the operation, they were ambushed and attacked by the criminal team. All members died. Only he escaped by jumping into the sea at the critical moment.

After recuperating for a period of time, Valery began to investigate and found that the criminal team had received the news and laid an ambush long before their operation began. The source of the news was not their action team, but someone from the CIA. a general base.

After hearing this story, Luo An yawned and said:

"There are some unremarkable plots, and the next part should be about a lone hero killing all kinds of agents, finally coming to the mastermind who betrayed his men, shooting him in the head, and finally retreating to the countryside to live leisurely."

"That's a movie you're talking about."

Valery's head was full of black lines and he said speechlessly:

"The CIA base has countless security equipment, weapons and equipment, and dozens of agents. There are also military facilities nearby to provide support at any time. How could I possibly kill them all by myself?"

Luo An nodded. Valery's fighting ability was indeed average, so it was indeed a bit difficult for him to do so. Luo An then asked:

"So, what's your plan?"

Valery said that the base was in another country, and there were many leaders in the base. He couldn't tell which high-level executive had spread the news that night. The kidnapping investigation was not realistic for him.

It happened that on the night of the operation, he took away the list without everyone's knowledge, and an idea slowly emerged in Valery's mind:

Contacted the CIA base and said that he was not dead and found that the list was in the hands of an underground businessman...

Hearing this, Luo An's eyes narrowed slightly, and Mona looked strange: the story seemed to become a matryoshka doll from here on.