Legendary FBI Detective

Brasilia Suburb, a large building.

"Team leader, Sarls has refused Leonardo."

Chenier said with a serious expression:

"She refuses to come to Brasilia, what should we do?"

Luo An thought briefly, then turned his head, patted Roland on the shoulder, signaling him to think carefully about what he had just said, and then walked towards Leonardo with Chenier.

Leonardo, who had been directly refused, had a rather ugly expression. Seeing Luo An approaching, he hurriedly said:

"Give me another chance, I can definitely persuade that woman to come to Brasilia!"

Luo An retorted:

"How do you plan to convince her?"

"..."

Leonardo's expression stiffened, he actually had no good solution, as Sarls has always been involved in arms dealing business, rarely meddling in the power struggles of various places.

Mona, Winslow, and Reesi watching the scene all had very unpleasant expressions. If Sarls did not come to Brasilia, then it would mean they had wasted so much time, and all their efforts would have been in vain.

As time ticked by, sweat beads the size of peas gradually appeared on Leonardo's forehead. Just then, Luo An suddenly said:

"I have a plan."

"Hmm?"

Everyone looked up at Luo An, who briefly shared his plan with Leonardo. Upon hearing it, Leonardo's face involuntarily twitched.

Reesi and the others, suspicious, glanced at each other, doubting whether Luo An's plan could succeed. But under these circumstances, it wasn't appropriate to voice their doubts about Luo An. So, they just held their submachine guns, and turned all their attention towards Leonardo.

Leonardo pondered for a moment, then pressed the phone numbers again.

The call was quickly connected, and a female voice, very high in cadence but emotionless, came through the phone:

"Sorry, Leonardo, I already told you, I'm just a merchant, I do not handle conflicts between clients."

Taking a deep breath, Leonardo, following the plan Luo An had given him, said coldly:

"I know, so this time I want to buy something from you."

"Oh?"

Hearing Leonardo wanted to buy something, Sarls suddenly became interested, her tone slightly excited:

"What do you want to buy? Firearms and ammunition? Or bombs and missiles?

We are old friends, if you buy a lot, I can give you a good deal."

Hearing his status instantly changed from a "client" to an "old friend," Leonardo inwardly cursed, but without changing his tone, he directly said:

"I want to buy the life of that old bastard Almeron Cristo!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the tone on the other end of the phone became emotionless again. Leonardo looked up at Luo An, and following the plan taught by Luo An, quickly said:

"Sarls, since you are a merchant, the life of that old guy Almeron naturally is also a commodity, and I want to buy it from you, which is reasonable.

Furthermore, I heard you have many enemies, you sell arms everywhere just to make money to sustain your subordinates, to protect yourself, and to kill those enemies.

I offer one ton of cocaine, valued at around 70 million US dollars, to hire you to kill that old thing, how about it?"

The voice on the other end of the phone went silent, Mona, Winslow, and Reesi all held their breath, staring intensely at the smartphone in Leonardo's hand.

Leonardo also wiped the sweat off his forehead, being the most nervous one on the scene.

As time passed by, suddenly, a voice came from the phone, Sarls said calmly:

"The usual rule is that I receive one-eighth as a deposit.

But this deal is special, I want half of the deposit first."

Hearing Sarls agreed, the eyes of Mona, Winslow, and Chenier lit up instantly, and Leonardo also heaved a long sigh of relief, agreeing immediately:

"No problem, as long as you arrive in Brasilia, I can hand over the goods to you!"

"Wait a second."

Just then, Sarls suddenly stopped Leonardo, and at this moment, Leonardo's brows tightened, as did the faces of Mona, Winslow, and Chenier, all closely watching the phone.

Under everyone's tense gaze, the voice of Sarls came through the phone, she said lightly:

"Leonardo, I have never dealt in cocaine, so taking them would be useless for me, I could only sell them, but the process of contacting buyers, arranging transportation, hiring guards… it's too much trouble."

Mona and Chenier frowned, not understanding what Sarls meant, Luo An, showing a strange expression, had a faint idea of what it might imply, and due to the tension, Leonardo was also very perplexed:

"What do you mean?"

"When I was studying, I heard a saying 'Don't trouble two people for one thing.'"

A light chuckle came through the phone, Sarls said:

"After the deal is done, how about I sell you this ton of white flour directly? Asking price is 100 million US dollars."

"..."

Hearing Sarls' clear switch from buyer to seller, and the blatant price hike, Mona, Reesi, and Chenier were all wide-eyed in astonishment.

A twitch appeared at the corner of Leonardo's mouth, and Luo An, who had guessed that this might be the case, squinted his eyes slightly and found this woman Sarls to be increasingly interesting.

"What do you think?"

Sarls' calm voice came through the phone:

"If you think it's not suitable, then we don't need to talk about this deal."

In the face of Sarls' blatant extortion and profiteering, Leonardo took a deep breath and agreed:

"No, it's suitable, I think the price is quite reasonable."

"Good then."

Sarls chuckled, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then ended the call.

The busy tone rang, and Leonardo cursed under his breath angrily:

"Damn this #@*%￥..."

Ignoring Leonardo's foul language, Mona and Chenier showed their admiration for planner Luo An with a big thumbs up; Luo An clapped his hands and called everyone together, saying solemnly:

"We all heard, Sarls will arrive in Brasilia tomorrow, we don't have much time left, everyone get ready!"

"Understood!"

"No problem!"

Winslow, Chenier, Reesi, Mona, and Michelle all nodded in unison. Luo An briefly communicated with Leonardo and then let Winslow and the others take him away.

After everyone had left, Luo An approached Roland and asked with a smile:

"How are you feeling about it?"

Roland had a complex expression on his face, he was silent for a few seconds, looked up at Luo An, and asked:

"Are you sure you can get me out of fieldwork and into headquarters?"

Luo An shook his head, smiling as he replied:

"Moving to headquarters is uncertain, but leaving fieldwork, I'm confident."

Roland blinked for a moment, took a deep breath, and said with a low voice:

"I know who's behind Almeron."

"Good."

Since coming to the FBI's Washington Headquarters, Luo An realized the growing importance of information transfer. Timely information could sometimes save lives, while untimely information could potentially cause deaths. Therefore, Luo An began discreetly expanding his network.

At the IRS, there was Supervisor Elmer, and at the FBI there was Vireness. After this incident, Roland could likely move out of fieldwork into a managerial position; by then, Luo An would also have a good friend at the CIA.

Patting Roland on the shoulder, Luo An had a smile on his face.

Time flew by in a blink, after one day, in the early hours before sunrise, Luo An and others along with Leonardo, drove to a certain area in the eastern suburbs of Brasilia.

During a previous phone call, Sarls mentioned that she and her subordinates would arrive in Brasilia by helicopter.

Fully armed and disguised as Leonardo's subordinates, Luo An and his team did not wait long before several helicopters with flashing lights vaguely appeared in the distant sky.

Reesi muttered in awe:

"What a grand scale."

Winslow squinted, noticing something else:

"The one in the lead, seems to be a Lynx helicopter from the Kingdom of England?"

Chenier and Reesi were somewhat surprised:

"Are you sure?"

Winslow shook his head, just about to speak, when a dazzling red suddenly burst from the darkness in the distance and slammed straight into the leading helicopter!

Boom!!!