Luo An had doubts, but still gave a brief overview of the interrogation record.
After listening to Luo An’s description, Mr. Clent slowly closed his eyes, falling silent.
In the distant villa, a few trace examination agents were entering the property searching for clues; several FBI agents were escorting Thomas into an ambulance, preparing to head to the hospital;
Mr. Clent’s secretary was coordinating the scene, appearing quite busy, but after observing for a few seconds it was unclear exactly what kept him so occupied, as if busy for the sake of being busy.
Only two people were in the car, Mr. Clent sitting in the back seat deep in thought with his eyes closed, while Luo An, seated in the driver’s seat feeling sowhat bored, started to think about how he would rest after the case concluded.
As ti ticked by, mont by mont, and the trace examination agents had all left, Mr. Clent suddenly spoke:
"Luo An, who do you think owns this federal nation?"
Luo An’s mouth twitched, and he subconsciously wanted to say "the capitalists," but still suppressed that comnt, chuckling instead:
"The Federation is a nation of free democracy, belonging to citizens with ballots."
After saying this, Luo An felt sowhat sickened, yet due to the deep and tangled issues behind it, with Mr. Clent making no statent, Luo An feared he couldn’t grasp the full scope, thus he offered up a piece of politically correct nonsense with an innocent face.
Mr. Clent opened his eyes, smiled slightly, and changed to a slightly more direct question:
"What do you think? Who is leading the Federation, the Jews or the Angsa people?"
Luo An’s eyelids twitched. The status of Jews in the Federation went without saying; they were the driving force behind almost all major dia.
Through decades of public opinion propaganda, they had successfully cast themselves as the most tragic victims of World War II.
But those who knew the true state of affairs, the intrinsic and inheritable flaws of Jewish character could not be forever hidden; the inevitable outco would ultimately reveal itself, as paper cannot contain fire.
As to whether the Jews or the Angsa people dominated the Federation, it was a level Luo An had not yet reached, and thus he didn’t have particular insight into these matters.
However, just because Luo An was unaware didn’t an others were clueless. For instance, across the ocean, the Federation’s long-ti hypothetical adversary had never ceased their vigilance.
Luo An rembered the spokesperson of the country across the ocean once claiming that the upper echelons of the Federation Governnt, in conjunction with so nations, were "forming a little Angsa circle."
They didn’t say "a little Jewish circle," and with these thoughts flashing rapidly through his mind, Luo An replied softly:
"I think it’s the latter, Director."
"Good."
Mr. Clent nodded slightly, adding:
"Luo An, one of the rules of the Federation’s ga is to choose a camp and serve your own camp.
Apart from the two parties, there are many other camps. Even within the two parties, there are many camps.
You haven’t reached this step yet because I’ve been in front, and there was no need for you to contemplate these.
But after this case is resolved, you will need to carefully consider these issues."
Luo An’s brows slightly furrowed, keenly picking up on the issues embedded in Mr. Clent’s words, he smiled and said:
"Congratulations on the promotion to the Departnt of Justice, Director."
Mr. Clent gave a gentle smile. The FBI-CIA list disappearance case, the forr NSA Director’s radiation poisoning case, the lost nuclear warhead case, the arms dealer case, the cursed jewels case, and the serial murder case involving the National Assembly Chairman...
What Luo An witnessed was the assassin itself, and what he gained was a rapid promotion and swift increase in wealth; while Mr. Clent saw the story behind the assassin, and what he gained was the political deals behind the cases.
Mr. Clent’s quick promotion was inseparable from these cases handled by Luo An.
Therefore, Mr. Clent was very gentle at this mont, worried that Luo An might not understand the underlying implications, speaking much more directly than before, he whispered:
"In this case, the Integrity and Rules Office’s director and his secretary will undoubtedly be dealt with by the Director."
"So reasons have prompted Director Robert not to transfer this departnt to anyone else; the newly appointed director is likely to be a Jew or soone of Jewish descent."
Luo An nodded in understanding. Compared to the FBI’s local branches, which mainly focus on case handling, the FBI’s Washington Headquarters is more like a departnt primarily concerned with political affairs.
Although Director Robert of the FBI seems to have a lofty position, in reality... he does indeed hold a significant rank.
However, Director Robert cannot escape from things like political balance and exchange of interests, nor does he have the ans to.
Luo An understood the underlying ssage of Mr. Clent’s words and, realizing that he had been positioned against the Jewish Camp due to this case, asked:
"Sir, after your promotion to the Departnt of Justice, which official will be responsible for the FBI’s work?"
Mr. Clent’s promotion is good news, aning that Luo An would have a strong supporter in the Departnt of Justice in the future.
However, the vacancy left by Mr. Clent’s promotion here at the FBI Washington Headquarters is also a major issue.
Vireness doesn’t have sufficient experience and cannot take that position. If her replacent cos from the opposing camp, things may beco much more troubleso in the days to co.
"You don’t need to worry about this matter."
Mr. Clent, with a smile, patted Luo An on the shoulder without elaborating, simply asking him to relax.
Without waiting for Luo An to speak, Mr. Clent continued:
"Rember the rules of the ga I just ntioned. Don’t take the middle ground, don’t betray your original camp. One betrayal ans there will be a second.
You should rember to visit that private club at Massachusetts Institute of Technology more often in the future and make more friends.
As for the new head of the Integrity and Rules Office, you don’t need to be overly confrontational with them, just interact normally."
Mr. Clent’s words implied much. The first part told Luo An to follow the ga rules.
The middle part suggested that the people in that club and Mr. Clent himself likely belong to the sa camp—the Angsa people.
The last part advised Luo An to not openly antagonize Jews; it is standard practice for a federal politician to have one set of behaviors in front and another behind.
Flashes of understanding crossed Luo An’s mind, and he smiled and nodded:
"No problem, sir, I’ve rembered it all."
"Very Good."
Seeing Luo An grasp the point instantly, Mr. Clent showed a slight smile and nodded with great satisfaction.
After changing the topic and making light conversation for a bit, Mr. Clent asked Luo An to move to the passenger seat, then gestured for his secretary to get into the car, having Luo An drive them back to the FBI Washington Headquarters.
Secretary: "..."
Now that the direct perpetrator of this case had been captured, what followed were procedural tasks. Similar to previous cases, Luo An handed them over to Michelle to lead the team in handling.
As for what exactly Thomas had done when he hired an assassin in the past, Luo An didn’t know what ans Mr. Clent used, but Thomas had confessed that very night, and the secretary brought a part of the interrogation record to Luo An.
The interrogation record showed that Thomas had an illegitimate child who, in a car accident, accidentally killed soone. The victim demanded a high compensation from the illegitimate child and was about to press charges to send him to jail.
After several failed private discussions, to secure his child’s future, Thomas went to a "Skull Flower" hired gun and sent all of the victim’s family to Heaven.
This illegitimate child then graduated smoothly and entered a world-class company to work, now having beco a supervisor manager.
"Son of a bitch!"
"What a bastard raised by nurturing!"
Having read this part of the interrogation record, Reesi, Winslow, and Chenier couldn’t contain their anger and cursed vociferously, and both Mona and Michelle also looked very displeased.
Luo An, however, wasn’t concerned about these details. His gaze shifted to the television at the front of the office area, which was broadcasting a piece of news that at the mont, many people weren’t paying much attention to.
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