Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 145: The Man Playing with the Water Gun

A block away from Wall Street, the Chevrolet slowly pulled up to the curb.

Luo An looked at the unfamiliar number on his cell phone and pressed the answer button.

"It's me, Luo An."

Hearing the familiar voice on the other end of the call, Luo An immediately raised his eyebrows.

It turned out to be Vireness.

"Good afternoon, Chief."

Although Luo An wondered why Vireness had changed her phone number, he didn't dwell on it and instead asked with a smile:

"Any new tasks for me?"

Instead of answering Luo An's question, Vireness asked:

"Where are you now?"

"Um..."

Blinking, Luo An did not hide his whereabouts from Vireness and indicated that he was on his way to Wall Street.

Learning that Luo An was heading to Wall Street for business, Vireness fell silent for a moment and then spoke quietly:

"Go take care of your business first, and after you're done, come see me; I have something to discuss with you."

"Sure, Chief."

Though puzzled about why Vireness wanted to see him at this time, Luo An still nodded and agreed.

"Bye."

Vireness on the other end didn't waste words and hung up the phone after speaking.

Seeing that, Luo An restarted the Chevrolet and continued towards Wall Street.

Wall Street is located in the southern part of the New York Manhattan District, extending from Broadway to the East River.

The streets here are too narrow, so Luo An parked the Chevrolet on the outskirts and then walked slowly into the New York Stock Exchange.

Luo An-Greenwood had worked on Wall Street before, and he was quite familiar with opening accounts, buying stocks, and trading.

What surprised Luo An was that at this time, the share price of Apple hadn't risen to 50 US dollars but was at 47 US dollars.

Without hesitation, Luo An immediately converted his one million two hundred thousand dollars into Apple Company stock.

After completing the transaction, Luo An looked at the information on the computer, and the smile on his face gradually deepened:

"Now, it's just a matter of waiting for Jobs to release the new product."

Thinking of the future news stories about people selling their kidneys to buy phones…

Buying stocks could actually be done on the computers of the Special Investigation Team No. 5.

The reason why Luo An had to actually come to Wall Street was more about wanting to experience the Wall Street scenery.

Like the big bronze bull.

Watching the predecessor's memories and seeing it with his own eyes were ultimately two different feelings.

But after entering Wall Street, aside from the tourists, many people gave Luo An a very uncomfortable vibe.

The late sociologist and playwright Philip Slater in his 1980 book introduced a term "wealth addiction" and stated in that book that 80% of people working on Wall Street showed symptoms of this condition.

They are energetic, highly competitive, insatiably greedy, full of ambition, possess wealth, and see a stream of capital flow through their hands every day.

But at the same time, they are also under tremendous pressure, abusing drugs and alcohol, and women are an indispensable tool for them to vent their stress.

The "Wolf of Wall Street," as portrayed by that water pistol-toting man, the scenes of people eating flour publicly and stripping down to party after making money in the office hall, are all based on real life....

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Hospital.

Luo An, holding fruits and flowers, gently knocked on the door of Vireness's hospital room.

"Come in."

Entering the room, Luo An immediately saw Vireness on the hospital bed, bored and watching the news on TV.

Because of her injury and having to lie in bed, Vireness looked much paler than usual, and her whole person seemed much thinner.

Not only that, the biggest difference from usual was actually Vireness's demeanor.

Normally, Vireness had a cold makeup look and a sharp aura; at first glance, she gave the impression of being a formidable and unapproachable career woman.

But at this moment, Vireness was buried in her blanket, with a few wisps of hair stuck to her forehead, coupled with her pale face and slightly furrowed brows due to the pain of her wounds, she suddenly gave Luo An a strange sense of shattered beauty.

Shaking his head to dismiss the messy thoughts in his mind, Luo An walked to the bedside with a smile and said:

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"Good evening, Chief."

"Sit."

Seeing the fruits and flowers brought by Luo An, Vireness felt a bit of happiness inside, yet also some helplessness.

Her most severe wound was in her abdomen; she couldn't eat any food for the time being and could only drink a little water at most.

After placing the flowers in a vase, Luo An filled up a glass of water for Vireness, then started chatting with her, tilting his head.

The two of them didn't talk much, and most of the conversation was about the case.

There was no helping it; Luo An only knew that Vireness lived alone, had no boyfriend, and her daily life revolved between her house and the office. He didn't know if she had friends or relatives, nor had he ever seen any.

Apart from the case, Luo An really didn't know what else to talk with Vireness about.

However, Vireness was quite happy about this; compared to the trivial matters of life and gossip, she preferred talking about cases and work.

During their chat, most of the time Luo An was narrating, with Vireness listening and occasionally throwing out a question or two.

Hearing the exciting parts of the case, a faint smile slowly emerged on Vireness's pallid face, and her gaze towards Luo An also carried some indescribable significance.

After a while, seeing that Vireness's spirit seemed more lethargic than when he first arrived, Luo An immediately changed the topic and asked with a smile:

"Chief, you mentioned earlier that you had something you wanted to discuss with me, may I know what it is?"

The smile on Vireness's face paused for a moment, then she cast her gaze towards a side cabinet and said in a light voice:

"There's a business card there, given to you by an official from Washington.

Keep it and if you ever run into an insoluble problem in the future, call this number, and they might be able to offer some help."

Seeing the phone number on the card, along with the surname 'Clement' written alone, Luo An's eyebrows raised slightly.

He remembered that Vireness's last name was also Clement.

After the explosion occurred, Mr. Clement in Washington received the news at the first moment.

Upon learning that Vireness was not in mortal danger, Clement breathed a sigh of relief and immediately had his secretary retrieve detailed information about the case and bring it to his desk.

But before Clement could review it, the President from the White House called him over for some matters.

Left with no choice, Clement had to put the case aside for the time being and meet with the President.

The matter with the President involved multiple departments, complex interests, and intricate details. By the time Mr. Clement finally got back to his office, the case had already concluded.

Seeing the process of solving the case written in the report brought by the secretary, and the name Luo An Greenwood, Clement, sitting in his chair, showed a shocked expression with extreme complication.

He opened his mouth several times, not knowing what to say, ultimately only uttering one word:

"Fuck!"

After a long silence, Clement signaled his secretary to visit Vireness's hospital room, to check on her and also to give his business card to Luo An.

The unfamiliar phone number from earlier was the one Vireness dialed using her secretary's phone.

After keeping the business card, Luo An continued to chat with Vireness for a while before taking the initiative to leave the room.

The next day, Luo An informed Augustus, and instead of going straight to work, he first visited the several banks that were robbed.

The money for security consulting wasn't taken for nothing.