Under the pitch-black night, Luo An crouched by the river, watching Jorgen Landry in front of him with a smile:
"Tell , Do you ble...
Who you really are?"
Hearing the question from the man in front of him, who looked like a ghost, Landry, with a military knife in his right hand, had his face turning red instantly and opened his mouth intending to curse Luo An's family.
Boom!
Before he could make a sound, Luo An, seeing the three SWAT mbers arriving, stood up and kicked him unconscious.
"Agent Luo An! Are you okay?"
The SWAT mbers, holding their rifles, rushed to the riverbank, and after confirming Landry was unconscious, asked with great concern if Luo An was hurt.
The three of them were shocked by Luo An's agile skills and terrifying speed of action, and also felt a bit ashad for not having been able to help earlier.
"I'm fine."
Luo An chuckled and patted his arm to show he was unhard.
Hearing the remorse in their words, Luo An waved his hand dismissively; they were the first to spot the enemy and had successfully killed one, there was no need for such feelings.
Handing over Landry, who was lying on the ground, to the three n, Luo An climbed back up the slope, by which ti Detective Walton had finally arrived at the scene.
Looking at the three bodies on the ground and hearing from the SWAT officers about Luo An's recent actions, Walton's first reaction was to think the SWAT officers were exaggerating in front of him, an NYPD officer.
But recalling Luo An's frightening running speed and the SWAT officers slapping their chests ensuring no lies, Detective Walton's breath quickened, his gaze towards Luo An filled with disbelief.
If only Luo An wasn't with the FBI, Walton would have contacted his superiors, trying to find a way to get Luo An transferred to their NYPD.
Luo An, unaware another person was contemplating recruiting him, pulled out his communicator, inford the search teams in the area that the enemy had been neutralized, and then pressed the broadcast button on the communicator.
At this ti point, various law enforcent teams did not yet have those real-ti monitoring devices loaded on the officers.
Since entering the woods, Luo An had turned off his communicator, and the 5th Investigation Team had lost contact with him.
At this mont, everyone in the 5th Investigation Team was on edge, with Augustus sweating profusely.
Having reached the periphery of the woods, Reesi clenched her fists, and Mona bit her lip tightly, all staring intently at the woods.
Outside, there was a group of reporters seemingly going mad for headline news; inside, they could only anxiously wait without any contact from Luo An.
Augustus couldn't sit still, his sweaty hands unconsciously clenching a folder, pacing and turning circles at the forefront of the 5th Investigation Team's office area.
Augustus wasn't worried about the reporters; his biggest fear was sothing happening to Luo An.
Beep, beep, beep—
In the suddenly deafeningly quiet room, the sudden sound of the communicator startled everyone.
Coming to his senses, Augustus prayed to God that Luo An was alright while hastily getting William to press the button.
In a far-off place, Mona and Reesi also quickly pressed the answer button.
"Three n were killed, Jorgen Landry was captured by alive."
Luo An took off his helt, stood in place, stretched lazily, and spoke into the communicator with a smile:
"Mission accomplished, no one in the search team was injured."
Hearing Luo An's characteristic voice coming from the communicator, all mbers of the 5th Investigation Team cheered instantly:
"Yeah!"
"That's great!"
"Well done!"
Augustus laughed heartily, casually tossing the folder aside, instructed William to tell Luo An to take a good rest tomorrow without coming to work, then strode away from the 5th Investigation Team.
There's still a group of hungry reporters waiting for him outside.
Reesi and Mona let out a long sigh of relief and slowly unclenched their fists.
"Agent Luo An, you actually managed to capture Landry alive! That's amazing!"
When Luo An erged from the woods, Reesi bead and vigorously patted his shoulder, giving him several thumbs-up.
Standing by, Mona, clutching her laptop with a stern face, glanced at Luo An and said little, escorting Jorgen Landry with Reesi to the hospital following the ambulance.
After a busy day, Master Luo An Greenwood drove back to his newly renovated and now fully furnished small apartnt in Greenwich Village, Manhattan, because he paid extra.
He slept until twelve o'clock noon the next day.
He got up and went to the bathroom to resolve so personal matters.
While showering, Luo An opened the system page in his mind.
To his surprise, the rating the system gave him for yesterday was not [Excellent], but [Extrely Excellent].
Since obtaining this simple system, it was the first ti Luo An had received this rating.
He toggled the system page and opened the system treasure chest he was too tired to open last night.
During a familiar yet coarse transition animation, to Luo An's astonishnt, the chest yielded five potions.
"So, getting a [Pass] rating yields two potions from the chest, [Good] yields three, [Excellent] yields four, and [Extrely Excellent] yields five."
With a better understanding of the system's logic, Luo An began to check the nas of the potions he got from the chest:
[Stamina Potion x1][Strength Potion x1][Hemostatic Potion x1][Featherfall Potion x1][Pain Relief Potion x1]
Seeing the Stamina Potion, Luo An didn't hesitate and took it out from the system and downed it in one gulp.
His spirit instantly rejuvenated and his waist felt powerfully supported.
Now, Luo An's system storage page has 2 Detox Potions, 2 Hemostatic Potions, 2 Strength Potions, 2 Featherfall Potions, 1 Weakened Potion, 1 Water Breathing Potion, 1 Fire Resistance Potion, 1 Pain Relief Potion.
[Pain Relief Potion] is a newly erged potion, and although the system still provided no explanation, from the na alone, Luo An guessed its function.
Finally, having obtained two Featherfall Potions, Luo An drew the curtains in his living room and drank them up to discover their actual capabilities.
The mont he drank the [Featherfall Potion], Luo An felt as if he was montarily freed from part of Earth's gravitational pull.
Under this sensation, Luo An hopped on the spot and discovered that one of the potion's effects was to slow his descent speed, and the other was to allow him to jump higher.
The only issue now was that he needed to tidy up the living room—the lamps that he had smashed himself...
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With previous advice from Augustus, Luo An didn't go to work on Tuesday but spent the entire day binge-watching shows and lazing around at ho.
On Wednesday morning, Luo An, carrying two packs of Mona's favorite breakfast, entered the Number 5 Investigation Unit.
He was then surprised to find that all the agents' desks were equipped with new computers, and the old chairs had been replaced with new ones.
Even the coffee machine was new.
"Wow."
He sat down on the new chair at his workstation, wiggling a bit, patted the new computer, and a happy smile appeared on his face.
Now, watching movies during downti should no longer cause computer lags.
At that mont, Mona also ca in, and seeing her, Luo An imdiately handed her the breakfast with a smile.
Taking the breakfast, Mona gave Luo An a look, and the slight resentnt in her heart slowly dissipated.
After a brief chat, Luo An asked:
"So, did that guy Jorgen Landry confess?"
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