Legendary FBI Detective

The next day, Monday, noon, airport.

The sunshine was very good today. Mona wore a hat with a long brim, folded her hands on her chest, and stood expressionlessly at a gate of the hall, waiting for someone.

Not long after, Caroline Evans, fully dressed for travel, walked out of the exit pulling a large suitcase. When she saw Mona, she waved her arms and ran towards Mona:

"Good afternoon, my good sister!"

Caroline gave Mona a big hug. The scene of two beauties hugging always attracted attention. In addition, Mona and Caroline's faces were very similar, and the eyes of the men nearby were full of amazement.

"let go."

Mona broke away from Caroline's arms, gave her a cold look, did not take her luggage, turned and walked out of the airport:

"Follow up."

Caroline didn't care about Mona's indifferent attitude, she laughed, pulled her luggage and followed closely.

In the parking lot, Mona walked to a white car she rented temporarily, opened the trunk, and pouted at Caroline.

Caroline struggled to stuff the suitcase in, got into the passenger seat, looked at Mona driving, and asked curiously:

"Where's Luo An? Why didn't he come? Did you two have a conflict?"

"Roan has his own things to do."

Mona drove the car out of the parking lot, then took a folder from the back seat of the car and handed it to Caroline, saying expressionlessly:

"You must memorize the rules of shared living."

"Cohousing rules?"

Caroline opened the folder and saw some rules written in different categories for the three of them living together.

For example, Caroline "cannot wear short skirts or shorts; cannot expose too many body parts..." etc., which filled ten pages.

"..."

Caroline smiled slightly, opened the car window and threw the folder onto the road outside.

Mona looked at Caroline unhappily, and the corners of Caroline's lips raised slightly:

"There is no need to be so nervous, my good sister, I have no intention of robbing you of Luo An."

"snort--"

The red light turned green, Mona started the car with a sneer and continued to drive forward. Caroline stretched her waist vigorously and asked:

"Where are we going?"

"Go buy a house."

"I must buy a bigger house with good sound insulation. I don't want to be unable to sleep at night and have dark circles under my eyes the next day because of the sounds of Luo An and You..."

"Ka-luo-lin!!!"

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At the same time, on the top floor of a building in Washington, DC.

This is a high-end private restaurant that must be booked in advance to have a seat. The decoration style makes people feel like they have entered Europe in the last century.

In a private room deep in the restaurant, Veranith, who was wearing a silver dress, was communicating with the waiter in French. Luo An, who was wearing a suit, was sitting opposite, boredly observing the wall lamp on the wall to the left of the two of them.

Not long after, the waiter nodded, bent slightly towards Luo An and turned to leave. After the door closed, Veranith smiled, looked at Luo An and said softly:

“This restaurant’s red wine braised beef is very special.”

"Then I'll have a taste later."

Luo An smiled and started chatting with Veranith.

After a while, the waiter brought two small appetizers and turned around to leave. Luo An was not in a hurry to taste them because Veranith took out a piece of paper from the handbag on the side and handed it to him.

"This is the personnel and department makeup of the FBI headquarters in Washington."

Veranith picked up the fork, picked up a small piece of appetizer, put it into her mouth, and explained with a smile:

"This is what you need to know if you want to work at the Washington headquarters."

Luo An looked at the information on the paper carefully. From an organizational structure point of view, the FBI Washington headquarters can be divided into two parts:

Director's office and functional department groups.

The Director's Office, including the Office of the Director of FBI Headquarters, the Office of the Deputy Director of FBI Headquarters, and the Office of the Director of FBI Headquarters, is mainly responsible for administrative work.

Within the functional department group, there are a bunch of departments, each of which is responsible for different functional tasks.

To put it simply, the former is responsible for politics and the latter is responsible for doing things.

"Mr. Clement, is the Director of Headquarters and Special Advisor to the Director."

Seeing Luo An deep in thought, Veranith took a sip of red wine and said softly:

"Something about this position is not very good."

Luo An raised his head in confusion, and Veranith's face darkened slightly as she asked:

"Roan, do you think Mr. Clement has a chance to be promoted to director of FBI headquarters?"

"impossible."

Luo An shook his head without thinking. Since the death of Edgar Hoover, all federal presidents and senators have begun to suppress the FBI in unison.

Since 1972, the term of the FBI director has been limited to 10 years, and he must be nominated by the president and confirmed by the Senate before he can be appointed.

These are the regulations on the surface, but they also form an unwritten rule secretly:

The director of the FBI headquarters cannot be promoted from the FBI headquarters. He must find an outsider from the Department of Justice or other departments to be parachuted in.

Therefore, the possibility of Mr. Clement being promoted to become FBI Director is almost zero. The most he can achieve is the position of Deputy Director of FBI Headquarters.

Thinking of this, Luo An had a guess, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked:

"Mr. Clement, do you want to join the Department of Justice?"

The Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI), the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives (ATF), the Drug Enforcement Administration (DEA), the Marshals Service, and the Federal Bureau of Prisons (BOP) are all subordinate departments of the federal Department of Justice.

Now that the position of director of FBI headquarters has been blocked and the position of deputy director cannot be satisfied, Mr. Clement wants to continue to move up. He can only find a way to enter the Department of Justice.

"That's right!"

Veranith nodded and glanced at Roan appreciatively.

If you want to be promoted from the FBI to the Department of Justice, there are only two ways: outstanding political performance; or promotion.

Being promoted is very common in the federation. As long as the benefits are sufficient, the president can help.

Luo An's eyes moved slightly. This must be the reason why Mr. Clement always goes to the White House.

However, promotion also requires sufficient reasons. If the work ability is excellent, the benefits paid are not enough, it is not easy to silence the opponent, and other political achievements are also required.

For example, solving certain cases.

When it comes to solving crimes, Mr. Clement certainly cannot end up on his own, so he needs someone who is capable, has outstanding performance, is truly talented, and can be trusted.

The twelve investigation teams at the FBI's Washington headquarters are all agents under the functional department of the [Criminal, Cyber, Response and Services Division]. The personnel are complex and each has their own thoughts.

Mr. Clement, who was responsible for the direction of political work, could not believe them, so the No. 13 Investigation Team led by Luo An appeared.

Mr. Clement is promoted to the Ministry of Justice, and Luo An will naturally benefit from it. Promotion and salary increase are on the one hand, and there is a high probability that he will be transferred to the Ministry of Justice for reasonable reasons.

When the time comes, he will continue to move up. He is still young, and relying on his understanding of some things... Luo An narrowed his eyes slightly. It is impossible for him to become the president, but he has a great chance of becoming a minister of certain departments!

Luo An is not particularly keen on power, but he is very interested in money. The Federation is a capitalist country, and the "revolving door of politics and business" and "political donations" are all reasonable and legal.

Luo An quickly figured it out, and a smile flashed in his eyes. When Veranis saw this, the admiration in her eyes became more intense. The two picked up their wine glasses, clinked them, looked at each other, and laughed together:

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

The piece of paper Veranith gave to Luo An included not only the organizational structure of the FBI's Washington headquarters, but also the identities, work experiences, good and bad relationships, and conflicts of interest among the heads of various departments.

There was almost no blatant hostility, but due to their different interests, there were many things that got in the way of each other. Veranith compiled all the information and told it all to Luo An, hoping that he would pay more attention in the future.

This piece of paper could not be kept. After reading it, Luo An kept the information in his mind and burned it to ashes with fire.

After lunch, the two walked out of the restaurant. Veranith took the first step to leave in the car. Luo An took out his mobile phone and called Mona:

"How does the house look?"

"There was an accident."

Mona on the other end of the phone said in a strange tone:

"You need to hurry up."