Legendary FBI Detective

Chapter 720 The truth from Valery’s mouth

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, and 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 is Balenciaga. Its stockings are not only expensive, but they 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 Confederation. Benjamin Franklin and other founding fathers 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 media of the French Republic spitting wildly at the British Empire.

“Valery has been captured by you, and we will start the interrogation directly.”

“Sir, what’s going on with that CIA agent Valery?”

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

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“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.

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

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

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

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  MI6：“…”

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

 British Empire: “…”

Roan 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:

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

During the operation at 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.

Verineth 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:

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.

 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 very 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 and Luo An wasn’t angry, he smiled, picked up his coffee, took a sip, and said:

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

  We can use your experience as a case study to teach new people. "

Valery’s face turned even colder:

“Is your method of stimulating generals so crude and crude?”

 “Not rough, 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.

Instead of dying a worthless and suffocating death, why not tell us more and we can help you summarize it into 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 it anymore and said:

 “First of all, I am not a traitor, and secondly…”

“Secondly, it doesn’t matter what you say.”

Roan waved his hand to interrupt Valery and spread his hands:

“Children all know when writing a composition, what about the time? What about the place? What about the details? What about 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 encountered an ambush and were attacked by the criminal team in a sneak attack. All members of the group 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 step should be for a lone hero to kill all kinds of agents, and finally come to the mastermind who betrayed his men, shoot him in the head, and finally retire to the countryside and live leisurely.”

 “That’s a movie you’re talking about.”

 Valery’s head was covered with black lines and he said speechlessly:

“The CIA base has countless security equipment, weapons and equipment, as well as 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 combat ability was indeed average, so it was indeed a bit difficult for him to do this. Luo An then asked:

 “So, what’s your plan?”

Valery said that the base was in another country, and there were many leadership personnel in the base. He could not 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:

 Contact the CIA base, saying that he is not dead, and found that the list is 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.

 (End of this chapter)