Chapter 275 Luo An: If you have any requests, just ask, I promise not to agree.

The office area of ​​the Special Investigation Team was extremely quiet at this time, and everyone's eyes were turned to Luo An, who was holding a gun, and the leading agent who had a gun pressed against his head.

Morton-York, leader of the No. 4 Investigation Team, said with a dark face:

 “Roan Greenwood, you...”

As soon as the other party spoke again, Luo An interrupted him again and asked the leading detective again:

"answer my question!"

Morton York twitched the corner of his mouth: "Roan Greenwood! You..."

 Luo An continued to ask the leading detective:

"answer my question!"

　　　…”

After repeating it several times, Morton-York's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. The fool also understood what the current situation was, so the leading agent swallowed and said hurriedly:

 “You can’t shoot!”

 Luo An narrowed his eyes slightly:

"you sure?"

The leading agent’s calves were shaking:

"…I am sure!"

Luo An just stared into the eyes of the leading detective quietly. The agents of Investigation Team No. 4 watched this scene with fear. Lacey and Mona held their hands together, trying to persuade Luo An not to dare to speak now.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally Morton-York could no longer hold his breath and said:

 “Roan Greenwood, you...”

As soon as Morton York opened his mouth, Luo An interrupted him with a grin, put away his pistol, and patted the leading agent on the shoulder:

“Just kidding, of course I can’t shoot, we are all FBI, how could I shoot my colleagues? Right?”

Morton-York's face turned from black to dark purple.

on purpose! This Roan Greenwood did it on purpose!

Feeling the pistol above his head disappear, and hearing Luo An's words, the leading detective immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

　　Opening his mouth, the lead agent was about to speak when Luo An grabbed his arm and pulled him under his body, then kicked him hard to the ground.

After the facial features were in close contact with the ground, the leading agent was about to burst into tears. Luo An ignored him at all and smoothly lowered the other three agents to the ground. He turned around and stretched out his hand towards Morton York. Got the hand:

“Hello, Captain Morton-York, I’ve heard of you for a long time. I wonder why you came to our special investigation team today?

 If you need any help, just ask! I promise not to agree to anything! "

Hearing Luo An's words, Lacey couldn't help but burst into laughter, and then hurriedly raised her hand to cover her mouth.

Mona glanced at Luo An in a funny way, and suddenly realized that she really liked Luo An's naughty look.

Morton York's face suddenly changed from dark purple to... a normal color when he heard Luo An's words, because he took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart.

 "Roan Greenwood, a well-known name."

Stretched out his hand and shook it with Luo An, Morton York said in a low voice:

“You beat up the agents of my No. 4 Investigation Team like this, aren’t you afraid that your superiors will punish you afterwards?”

 “Beating? What beating?”

Luo An spread his hands, his face full of doubts:

"Why did not I see?"

Everyone saw what Luo An did just now. Morton York's eyes widened and he didn't understand how Luo An dared to tell lies with his eyes open.

 But just as he was about to ask the question, he suddenly discovered something:

 That is because no investigation team has been stationed in this office area, so there is no surveillance installed at all.

Not only that, if you turn around to report the nine agents under your command, and are knocked to the ground by one of them...

Then Morton-York's No. 4 Investigation Team is famous in this building.

Thinking again of how Luo An deliberately closed the door when he entered the office area before... Morton-York looked at Luo An in front of him and laughed angrily:

 "Roan Greenwood, you are very good, I still underestimated you before."

“No, I underestimated you before, Captain Morton-York.”

Luo An said that when he was in New York before, he had never seen an incident where investigation teams went to other investigation teams to rob people. Unexpectedly, as soon as he came to Los Angeles, Patriarch Morton-York opened his eyes to a new world.

"snort!"

Morton York snorted coldly, looked at Luo An and the other three carefully, turned around and was about to leave with his men. At this moment, Luo An suddenly spoke and stopped the other party:

 “Wait a minute! Captain Morton-York!”

Morton-York turned his head, his eyes full of anger:

 “What else do you want?”

"How can you say this from a man like you?"

Roan seemed not to see the anger in Morton-York's eyes. He smiled and stretched out his hand to hug the other person's shoulder...

 Didn’t get it!

Morton-York took a step back to avoid Roan's arm.

Luo An didn’t care and continued:

“I know you want that driver, I can give that guy to you, it’s useless for us to keep him anyway.”

Lacey next to her immediately tightened her face when she heard this and was about to speak, but Mona hurriedly stretched out her hand to hold her back.

Mona knows Luo An better. He never trades at a loss.

Morton-York narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a few seconds, then turned to look at Luo An, and asked:

"what do you want?"

Morton York has now seen that the Roan Greenwood in front of him is a little fox, and he is ruthless, shameless and shameless.

Morton-York thought back on the people he had met over the years and found that Luo An was one of the best among so many people. He was obviously a person who could do great things.

  After all, those successful bosses and bosses have nothing to be ashamed of.

How could such a little fox do such a thankless thing? Morton-York immediately guessed what Luo An was thinking as he glanced at the office area, which contained nothing but dust and broken tables and chairs.

As expected, Luo An replied:

“I lack everything in this office area. I need a driver, ten desks, ten computers, and you can clean up the garbage in the office area for us.”

“You just beat up one of my detectives, and now you actually want to ask for so many things from me?”

Morton-York was laughed out of anger again:

 “Just a driver, not worth this!”

“Hey, this is the only one of the gang who survived the shootout on the streets of Los Angeles!”

Luo An spread his hands, with an expression on his face as if you have made a lot of money:

“If you rely on this guy to catch that group of enemies and solve this case, your No. 4 Investigation Team will make a lot of money!

 You have gained nothing today. If the major media in Los Angeles come to inquire tomorrow, what will you say? "

 “Media?”

 Luo An nodded:

“Of course, maybe this news will leak out accidentally from me!”

　　　…”

 Seeing the obvious expression on Luo An's face, Morton York suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth.

Thinking that this case was such a big deal and senior officials from various departments would definitely come to inquire tomorrow, Morton-York pondered for a few seconds and chose to suffer the loss for the time being:

 “Four desks, four computers.”

 “Nine desks! Nine computers!”

The two haggled for a while, and finally agreed on six desks and six computers. The agents of the No. 4 Investigation Team helped clean up the office area. When the things were in place, Luo An would hand over the people to each other.

Morton-York has worked in the Los Angeles branch for many years and has a solid foundation in Investigation Team No. 4. In just a few hours, he got these things for Luo An and the others, and the office area was also tidied up.

 “Goodbye, come back often!”

Luo An stood at the door of the office area waving a handkerchief, and the leading detective escorting the driver felt very painful.

In the brand-new office area, Mona looked at Luo An and laughed, while Lacey frowned slightly:

“Luo An, hand over the driver to the other party, shall we ignore this case from now on?”

"How can it be."

Luo An stretched his waist, took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Lacey, grinning and saying:

 “People are not important, clues are the most important!”

 Lacie took the paper and started to look at it. Roan turned to look at Mona:

“Who are the two people driving the sports car?”

 (End of this chapter)