FBI Washington Headquarters, a large office.

Luo An's words fell, and everyone in the room, including Mr. Clement, Trick Kennedy, Minister Antoine, and two men in suits, turned their gaze towards him in astonishment.

Realizing the situation, Trick Kennedy's lips stretched into a smirk. He glanced casually at Antoine next to him, suppressing his laughter, his voice trembling slightly with excitement as he asked:

"Group Leader Luo An, what exactly happened?"

"Previously at the seaside villa, I made a call to an agent from the Special Investigation Team."

Luo An, seated in a wheelchair, smiled as he indicated that he had contacted the Special Investigation Team, represented by Agent Reesi and Investigator Michelle, who were stationed in Los Angeles.

After the dock operation ended, Hale Rick learned that the mercenaries hadn't found Ivan's body, so he guessed that Ivan had faked his death to escape, hence he sent another squad to capture him.

Shortly after Hale Rick was captured, Luo An and others were able to promptly find out the location of that squad as well as Ivan's whereabouts.

Luo An then made several calls to Michelle and Reesi, instructing them to lead a team to arrest both Ivan and the pursuing squad.

Since Agent Reesi was hospitalized due to an injury and couldn't act personally, Michelle, based on Luo An's report, first located Ivan and the pursuers, then under Reesi's strategic command, coordinated with the local SWAT team to take action, successfully capturing both parties.

"My subordinate, Investigator Michelle, along with a SWAT team, are currently escorting Ivan and the pursuers sent by Hale Rick to Washington Headquarters."

Luo An set the whiteboard marker aside, smiling as he announced:

"They are expected to arrive here in three hours."

After Luo An had finished speaking, Trick Kennedy's eyebrows lifted joyously, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, giving Luo An an approving look, then he clapped Minister Antoine on the shoulder, chuckling:

"Minister Antoine, you should go take care of that high-level insider.

I think we must clear this matter up as soon as possible, the sooner the better, don't you think?"

"..."

Minister Antoine, uninterested in engaging with Trick Kennedy, cast a deep glance at Luo An, briefly apologized to Mr. Clement, and then briskly left the office with the two men behind him, their gazes filled with respect, resentment, and other emotions as they looked at Luo An.

As Antoine and his companions exited, Trick Kennedy was about to burst into laughter, when Mr. Clement tapped on the table, saying:

"Trick, control your emotions!

Luo An and the team have been busy all day, take them to rest properly."

Mr. Clement, while addressing Luo An, also couldn't hide a smile. His already favorable impression of Luo An had improved considerably tonight.

"Yes, sir."

Trick Kennedy quickly suppressed his broad smile, nodded in agreement, then once again took over Mona's place, pushing Luo An out of the office while excitedly asking in a low voice about some details of the case.

Winslow and the other two followed closely behind, leaving the office. Mr. Clement reclined in his chair, looking towards the nearby whiteboard, his hand brought up to his mouth, murmuring thoughtfully:

"Special Investigation Team..."

Meanwhile, Professional Responsibility Office.

Just as Minister Antoine returned to his office, he received from his secretary the files he had requested on Luo An Greenwood and the Special Investigation Team he led.

After a quick glance, noticing the team's one hundred percent case resolution rate, Antoine's pupils contracted sharply.

The secretary, who had previously seen the file, was equally shocked. Seeing that the minister was silent, he cautiously asked:

"Minister, should we..."

"No."

The secretary was cut off mid-sentence as Antoine emphatically closed the file folder, his expression stern, he declared:

"Continue digging into Luo An Greenwood's background, find out what he really likes—money, women, or power, and try to bring him over to our side.

Make sure this is done discreetly."

The secretary's eyes flashed with surprise, but he quickly suppressed it and nodded firmly in agreement.

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Half an hour later, Washington D.C., Four Seasons Hotel.

This hotel is located at the entrance of Georgetown, at the crossroads of the social and political center of Washington D.C., only a few dozen meters from the Federal Monument.

Trick Kennedy arranged three deluxe suites for Luo An and his group, generously booking them for a week so that Luo An and his team could relax, rest, and sightsee over the next few days.

After some small talk, Trick Kennedy left first with his secretary; Winslow and Chenier, looking overjoyed, quickly discussed a few things with Luo An and then took their room cards to their respective rooms.

Mona pushed the wheelchair and entered the last suite with Luo An.

As the door closed, Mona pushed the wheelchair across from the sofa, sat down on the sofa herself, arms crossed in front of her chest, expressionlessly staring at Luo An.

Seeing her like this, Luo An immediately raised his hands in a French salute:

"Sorry."

Knowing Mona well, he immediately guessed that she was upset because of what had happened on the island before.

Mona was silent for a long time, her eyes gradually reddening, her voice slightly hoarse as she said:

"Luo An, I thought you were dead."

Luo An moved the wheelchair closer, reaching out his hands to hug Mona, but she waved his hands away and continued:

"When Winslow told me you went alone to face the enemy behind the cliff, I had only one thought: to find your body, kill those captors, and then shoot myself..."

Luo An could feel that these words were her true thoughts; not knowing what else to say, he gently pressed down on her struggling arms and hugged her tightly, kissing her cheek and whispering in her ear:

"Sorry, for making you worry..."

After struggling fiercely several times and realizing she couldn't break free, Mona stopped struggling, raised her hands to wrap them around Luo An's waist from behind, and sobbed quietly, repeating:

"Luo An, I thought you were dead..."

Luo An didn't respond, just stood up, held Mona's cheeks, and kissed her.

Mona responded very intensely, her hands clutching Luo An's head tightly, not letting go, and during the kiss, she even began to bite Luo An's lips.

After a breath-taking long kiss, Mona suddenly pushed Luo An's head away, lightly licked the blood at the corner of her mouth, and suddenly said:

"Luo An, let's have a child."

Hearing this, Luo An instantly ignored the pain on his lips, and before he could speak, Mona quickly added:

"We don't need to get married, just the child."

"..."

Luo An was silent for a moment, remembering Mona's parents' constant separation and her fear and dread of marriage from growing up in a single-parent family.

But...

Before Luo An could respond, Mona began to take action, and Luo An instinctively dodged backwards:

"Mona, my wound hasn't healed yet..."

"It's okay, your wound is on your lower leg, I'll be careful, trust me."

Mona skillfully removed Luo An's defenses and then hugged his head and kissed him deeply.

Luo An: "..."

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The next day, ten o'clock in the morning.

Luo An slowly opened his eyes, looking at Mona who had been sleeping with something under her buttocks all night, and sighed.

Last night, Mona's movements were not as intense as before, but rather very gentle, and there were no protective measures between the two.

Luo An's wound on his left leg didn't feel painful, but after lying down all night, now he only felt a bit of pain in his back.

After getting up and moving to the bathroom to tidy up his personal hygiene, Luo An opened the system page in his mind.

As he expected, the system rated him "Excellent" this time, accumulating 10 treasure chests at once.

After the familiar rough transition animation ended, Luo An saw the potions revealed from the treasure chest and his expression changed slightly:

"New potion?"