Legendary FBI Detective

FBI Washington Headquarters, northwest side, a community, a three-story villa.

In the living room, Caroline spread her hands with an innocent expression that couldn't be more innocent.

Luo An took over the phone, his face full of speechlessness, and asked:

"What did you do again?"

Since the three of them moved into this villa, Mona and Caroline had argued frequently.

Caroline had a good attitude, she wouldn't argue too much with Mona and would apologize quickly.

But apologizing ≠ admitting fault.

Facing the angry Mona, Caroline had always had the attitude:

Sorry, but I'm not changing, and I dare do it again next time.

Mona was so angry that her face turned red, almost wishing to go to the kitchen and grab a knife.

"It's nothing."

Caroline smiled slightly, picked up an apple she had just peeled from the table, handed it to Luo An, and explained:

"I just bought some more musical instruments."

"Some? You call that some?!"

Without waiting for Luo An to ask further, Mona ran down from the stairs, clutching her pillow and threw it at Caroline, angrily saying:

"That room is filled with stuff you bought! Are you planning to hold a concert all by yourself?"

Caroline quickly moved behind Luo An to dodge Mona's first attack, then picked up a throw pillow from the living room sofa to fight back, discontentedly saying:

"What's wrong with liking music?"

"Liking music my ass! You're just bored and want to spend money! Wasteful woman!"

"What's wrong with me spending money? Didn't you also buy a bunch of useless stuff for your computer?"

"Those are upgrades for my computer! They are not useless!"

"Same thing! The musical instruments I bought are for learning art!"

"..."

In the living room, Mona and Caroline were beating each other with their pillows, women's screams and angry shouts echoed through the villa.

Luo An twitched slightly and quietly passed by the battlefield, heading for the corner room by the stairs.

He opened the door and stepped in, only to find a grand piano, a cello, a violin, a guitar, and a set of neatly arranged drums in the room.

There were even several unintelligible paintings hanging on the wall.

"..."

The huge pile of musical instruments on the floor took up almost half of the room. Luo An's mouth twitched, understanding the reason behind Mona's anger now.

Although Mona and Caroline looked similar and had similar figures, their personalities and interests were poles apart.

Caroline liked music, painting, dance, and other things more on the artistic side.

Mona preferred computers, mechanical equipment, and other more practical items.

The only thing they had in common was their love for fitness and being very conscious about their figures.

But their approaches to fitness differed, neither able to persuade the other, and they still couldn't see eye to eye.

Stepping around the drums, Luo An casually grabbed Mona's yoga mat, spread it out and sat down, then picked up the phone and called Javari.

The call was answered quickly, and Javari Evans' voice came through:

"What's up, Caroline?"

"It's me, Luo An."

Outside the room, the sounds of battle had not ceased, Luo An went straight to the point:

"Caroline said you were looking for me?"

"Correct."

On the other end of the line, Javari didn't beat around the bush either, and asked with a laugh:

"I remember you're good at cards, can you come and do me a favor?"

Luo An was a bit puzzled:

"A card game? Who are the players? You and your nemesis?"

"Nemesis? No!"

Javari's laughter on the phone was bright:

"The issue has been resolved; those acquaintances of mine have nothing to say anymore."

A strange look flashed in Luo An's eyes:

"This 'nothing to say,' does it refer to a mental adjective or a physical adjective?"

"…I like your description, Luo An."

Javari paused for a few seconds, then laughed and answered:

"Of course, it's physical."

Luo An nodded:

"So, you mean the matter is resolved, Caroline is safe now, right?"

"That's…"

Javari hesitated for a few seconds on the phone and didn't answer immediately. Seeing this, Luo An's eyes narrowed slightly:

"You're not trying to tell me that by hitting the small ones, the big ones are coming next, and this isn't over, that there will continue to be people causing you trouble?"

"Hitting the small ones to call out the big ones... That phrase is interesting, but we're not quite there yet."

Javari chuckled on the other end of the phone and said:

"My acquaintances, those 'old folks' as you call them, they do have some underlings, but not many loyal ones; they all work for money.

I've already sent people to handle those 'little ones' you mentioned, so don't worry."

Luo An rubbed his temples speechlessly:

"Hearing all this, I can't help but worry."

Hearing that, Javari raised his voice:

"You doubt my capabilities?"

"It's not a matter of doubt; it's somewhat a lack of trust."

Javari: "..."

Without waiting for Javari to speak, Luo An took the initiative to ask:

"How long do you expect the handling of those 'little ones' to take?"

After thinking for a moment, Javari said:

"About a week."

Luo An automatically extended the timeline a bit and said:

"OK, then I will plan for a month's time. Mona and I will protect Caroline for another month."

"..."

Javari's face was instantly filled with dissatisfaction, truly not understanding what exactly Mona saw in Luo An.

The issue with the card game was left unresolved; after a brief chat, the two hung up the phone together.

By this time, the noise outside the room had disappeared. As Luo An stepped out of the room, he found two pillows across the living room floor. Mona and Caroline were sitting on the sofa, heads close, squeezing together, quietly discussing something with a fashion magazine, chirping away happily.

Luo An: "..."

When it came to new fashion, Mona and Caroline shared similar tastes and interests, so they had plenty to talk about.

After relaying the content of the phone call to the two women, Luo An went into the kitchen, found some food, and brought it back upstairs to his own bedroom.

After eating and entering the bathroom to wash up, Luo An started showering while opening the system page in his mind.

The system rated Luo An as [Excellent] this time and he accumulated four chests.

As the rough transition animation ended, the four chests respectively revealed [Regeneration Potion x1], [Swiftness Potion x1], [Stamina Potion x1], [Featherfall Potion x1].

Opening the system's inventory page, he saw [Stamina Potion x5], [Hemostasis Potion x4], [Detox Potion x5], [Swiftness Potion x4], [Strength Potion x4], [Sensitivity Potion x1], [Pain Relief Potion x5], [Featherfall Potion x4], [Sleep Potion x1], [Aqua Potion x3], [Regeneration Potion x2].

With no [Danger Perception Potion] in sight, a trace of disappointment flashed in Luo An's eyes.

However, getting another [Regeneration Potion] was not bad. After his shower, he stepped out of the room and Luo An, who had been busy all day, started to lie down on his bed to rest.

In the following days, Luo An led his agents and continued to handle the [Ponzi Scheme Case].

Since they were no longer part of the Special Investigation Team with greater authority, being the number 13 investigation group made the case procedure as complicated as it used to be for the number 5 investigation group.

Luckily, Michelle was experienced and capable, helping Luo An handle many procedural tasks.

As an investigation group based at the headquarters, they had to report the funds after each case. For the [Ponzi Scheme Case], Luo An made a quick calculation and reported 200 thousand US Dollars in the documents.

Vireness received the document and after a few seconds of silence, she picked up a pen and drew an extra diagonal line, turning the figure into 800 thousand US Dollars.

Luo An: "..."

As the funds for the Special Investigation Team had accumulated to 5.34 million US Dollars after past cases, to avoid attracting attention, Luo An ultimately left only 340 thousand US Dollars in the account. The remaining 5 million US Dollars were divided, with Luo An taking 2 million and Mona, Reesi, Michelle, Winslow, and Chenier each taking 600 thousand.

A week passed in the blink of an eye and on Wednesday afternoon, as Luo An was walking out of the FBI building in Washington, his cell phone suddenly rang.

He picked it up to find an unfamiliar number, slightly puzzled, but he pressed the answer button:

"Hello, who is this?"

"Hello, may I speak with Mr. Luo An Greenwood?"

A young man's voice came through the phone:

"There's a report of gunshots at your villa."

"?!"