Hearing the words on the phone, Mona and Michelle looked shocked, Iris was very astonished, and several NSA agents exchanged glances, not understanding what was happening at the mont.
Luo An was also stunned for a mont; he hadn’t expected the other party to respond like that, then he asked:
"What does ’difficult to pick, unable to take orders for a short period’ an?"
"It ans it’s difficult to pick."
The rough female voice on the other end of the phone remained unchanging and did not directly answer Luo An’s question, but continued to ask:
"Does the guest have any other skull flowers they wish to pick?"
"No."
"We are very sorry for not fulfilling the guest’s needs. If you have other floral needs in the future, please contact the ’Organic Food Chain Supermarket’ again.
Wish the guest success in their endeavors and a happy life, goodbye."
Beep—
The rough female voice finished speaking and hung up the phone directly.
"..."
The office area fell silent, Mona and Michelle incredulously looked at Luo An, Iris’s face showed a doubtful expression, and the NSA agents looked even more astonished, their gazes towards Luo An changed.
Although they did not know what the evaluation criteria for "skull flowers" were, being rated as "difficult to pick" by a group of assassins definitely indicated that Luo An’s situation was extraordinary.
The latter statent, "unable to be picked in a short ti," led everyone present to speculate wildly; if they had not been really sure about Luo An’s FBI identity, they would start to suspect whether Luo An had so secret identity in the Underworld.
"..."
Seeing everyone’s gaze, the corners of Luo An’s mouth twitched. Before calling, he had considered many possibilities, but he had definitely not expected to be told "difficult to pick the flowers"!
Was it his own ability too strong, or the assassin organization’s ability too weak? Or had so issue arisen within the assassin organization?
Various thoughts flashed through his mind, but Luo An’s facial expression remained unchanged. He coughed and looked at Iris to ask:
"How’s the equipnt?"
"Location successful!"
Iris quickly nodded, stood up to give way to Luo An, and answered with a tense face:
"The specific location is on the computer screen."
At this mont, any negative perception Iris had of Luo An vanished completely; a person deed "difficult to pick" by an assassin organization, all she could do now was look up to him, as she estimated her own head wasn’t worth much.
Luo An turned his gaze to the computer screen, his eyebrows lifting slightly as he saw the location:
"Illinois, Chicago?"
"That’s right."
Mona nodded beside him, she had already clarified the specifics of the location, showing Luo An the computer display, and said:
"The registration results from a certain departnt in the Chicago city governnt indicate the location we traced is a ’custor service center’."
Seeing the business license and photos of the workplace of the custor service center on Mona’s computer, Luo An grinned:
"It really is a custor service center; she even wished a pleasant life before hanging up, the attitude is indeed nice.
Wonder if there’s a service evaluation, I’d like to give an A ."
Those present were sowhat speechless. Mona gently tapped Luo An’s arm and asked:
"What should we do next?"
Luo An was just about to speak when his phone on his waist suddenly rang.
"It’s , Reesi."
Reesi’s familiar voice ca through the phone, she laughed:
"Luo An, we’ve got the location of that assassin organization."
Reesi stated that she, Chenier, and Winslow followed Luo An’s directive and went directly to that wealthy man’s mansion.
Along the way, the three actually encountered avoidance and even being chased away by security personnel but it quieted down after revealing the vice president’s executive order.
Wind can enter, rain can enter, but the king cannot enter; this is a taphor from the Federal Castle Law, and also how many who handle transactions with money, either foolish or wicked, loudly acclaim "civilization and freedom".
However, oftentis, such phrases are rely for show, like a forr President’s estate that encountered a raid by law enforcent.
Understanding the ga rules of the federal upper echelons, the wealthy man imdiately t with Chenier’s trio after confirming the executive order was legitimate, stating he was just asleep, and everything was done by the butler on his own initiative.
There’s not much to say about these matters; Luo An briefly asked and chose to skip over, steering the conversation to the main point, he asked:
"Where is the location you ntioned?"
Reesi answered seriously:
"Nevada, Las Vegas! There’s a custor service center for an assassin organization there!"
Reesi ntioned that the tycoon was very angry after being infected with AIDS, and had spent a lot of money to investigate this assassin organization, successfully locating their custor service center in Las Vegas.
However, the tycoon did not ntion the outco, but from the current situation, it seems that both parties reached so kind of agreent or settlent.
"Nevada?"
The tycoon’s affairs were of no concern to the people present; Mona looked at the location on her computer with a slight frown:
"Why would it be Las Vegas?"
Luo An’s expression was calm, as he had expected:
"This ’Skull Flower’ assassin organization clearly has a large scale, having their own custor service centers in other federal areas, which is normal."
Mona nodded and didn’t dwell on this matter any further, asking:
"So, which state are we going to next?"
"Let’s split up, we will go to both states."
Luo An pondered for a few seconds, picked up his phone and said:
"Reesi, Chenier, Winslow, you guys head to Las Vegas, focus on external investigations, just need to clarify the identities of those workers in the custor service center."
Chenier, on the other end of the phone, furrowed her brow and asked:
"Aren’t we going to raid and arrest?"
"That would easily alert the enemy."
Luo An rejected Chenier’s suggestion, continuing:
"Also, that kind of custor service center is likely to have assassin guards responsible for surveillance and protection, be extra careful during your investigation, rember to coordinate with the local SWAT team, and don’t split up."
"Understood."
After a brief exchange, Luo An hung up the phone, stood up, and looked at Mona, Michelle, and Iris, smiling:
"Now it’s our turn, contact the plane, we are heading to Chicago!"
"No problem!"
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The next day, at nine in the morning.
Chicago, a renowned federal center for finance, culture, science, and education, as well as tourism.
Behind the accolades, Chicago is also known as a center of cri in the federation, where heroes of all sorts gather, giving this city a vibe of vitality and a bustling scene at all tis.
In a suite in a certain hotel, upon hearing sirens of at least three police cars passing by within just half an hour, Mona rolled her eyes:
"I hate this place."
"However, for assassin organizations, this is indeed a good city."
Michelle said with a smile next to her:
"At least their business won’t be lacking."
On the other side, Iris, after setting up the equipnt, looked towards Luo An standing by the window using binoculars to gaze into the distance, and asked:
"What is our specific action plan next? Do we have any strategies?"
"It’s ti for you to employ your NSA skills."
Luo An put down the binoculars, turned to look at Iris, and pointing at the equipnt beside her, said:
"The main task for now is to find a way to monitor the situation inside that ’custor service center’ and gather information."
Iris nodded, confident in her abilities, but still had so doubts:
"But by just monitoring, we might not be able to get the information on the assassin who killed the forr director in a short ti."
Luo An smiled aningfully:
"That’s why, the next steps, that’s where my job begins."
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