Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 789 - 791: Mouton Rothschild

Saturday night at eight o’clock, in eastern Massachusetts, a certain villa.

"Someone wants to see me?"

Hearing the waiter’s words, Luo An, who was sitting in the chair, looked up slightly surprised, while Mona squinted her eyes and asked the waiter:

"Who?"

"Sorry, ma’am."

The waiter with the gray mask apologized softly, explaining:

"The guests at the dinner are all wearing masks, I do not know everyone’s identity."

"OK."

Luo An smiled and patted Mona’s hand to reassure her, then nodded to the waiter:

"Lead the way."

"Please follow me."

The waiter with the gray mask led the way, taking Luo An out of the lobby, straight down the hallway, turning left, and finally stopping in front of a room:

"This is it, sir please enter."

Luo An reached out to open the door and entered the room, a not very large parlor with only a bookshelf, two sofas, and a round table, upon which sat a bottle of red wine and two glasses.

The style of the room’s furniture was the same as the lobby’s decoration, mainly classical European, feeling as if entering the last century.

However, Luo An did not pay attention to these furnishings and styles, seeing him enter the room, Trick Kennedy, who had been waiting on the left sofa, immediately stood up and smiled:

"Good evening, Luo An."

"Good evening, Chief."

Luo An reached out and shook hands with Trick Kennedy, who was not wearing a mask at this time and had a very kind smile on his face.

"Try this bottle of red wine quickly."

Trick Kennedy waved his hand, indicating Luo An could also take off his mask, then handed him a wine glass with a smile:

"I managed to get this 1986 Mouton Rothschild during this dinner."

"Wow."

Luo An raised his eyebrows in surprise; he had not heard the name Mouton Rothschild before, but he knew of the Mouton Winery, which along with Lafite Winery is world-renowned.

Taking the wine glass, Luo An clicked it with Trick Kennedy, took a small sip first, then opened his mouth wide and took a big gulp, savoring it meticulously.

Trick Kennedy did the same, both meticulously tasting without speaking, making the room very quiet for a moment.

After a while, Trick Kennedy licked his lips and looked at Luo An with a smile:

"How does it taste?"

Luo An chuckled and nodded in praise:

"The taste is very fragrant, a very nice wine."

Seeing that Luo An’s response ended there, Trick Kennedy was slightly taken aback, asking:

"What about the rest?"

"The rest?"

Luo An raised his eyebrows, repeated it, and said:

"It’s very tasty."

"..."

Trick Kennedy rolled his eyes, speechlessly said:

"You have no taste, it’s a waste to give this wine to you."

Luo An chuckled again without getting angry, picked up the wine glass and took another sip, saying:

"I really don’t understand wine, other than it tasting good, I can’t think of any other adjectives. How do you feel about this wine, Chief, and can you give an evaluation? I also want to learn about this knowledge."

Trick Kennedy grinned slightly, took up the wine glass and drank it in one go, then turned and sat on the sofa, laughing:

"My assessment is the same as yours, it tastes very good."

Hearing this, Luo An’s face instantly filled with speechlessness. Trick Kennedy waved his hand, signaling Luo An to also sit down, and with a grin said:

"Actually, I don’t know much about wine either. I just heard that this bottle is very precious, so I took the opportunity to get one from my father to try."

"So it’s from Little Robert Kennedy’s collection."

Luo An suddenly nodded in realization; he had met Little Robert Kennedy once in the study when he was invited to visit Trick Kennedy’s home (Chapter 533).

The two of them talked a lot at that time, but Little Robert Kennedy was also an enigmatic person, speaking in half sentences and leaving the rest unsaid, which gave Luo An quite a headache.

Trick Kennedy and Luo An chatted casually while tasting the red wine, and soon finished the bottle.

The alcohol content of this red wine was not low, but still within Luo An’s control. He put down his glass and casually asked:

"Sir, besides tasting this red wine, is there anything else you called me over for tonight?"

"Indeed, there are a few things I’d like to discuss with you."

Trick Kennedy slowly put down his wine glass, his expression became serious when he talked about official matters, and after a slight silence, he asked:

"Luo An, you are very capable and excellent. Mr. Clement’s rapid promotion to enter the Department of Justice wouldn’t have been possible without your help.

However, I am different from Mr. Clement, I don’t need to enter the Department of Justice."

Hearing this, Luo An’s mind rapidly figured out a possibility.

The assassination of President Kennedy in those years involved complicated issues behind the scenes, including inaction by certain departments or failure to report known information, which was undoubtedly one of the reasons for the tragedy at that time.

Trick Kennedy said he did not need to be promoted into the Department of Justice, meaning he wanted to stay in the FBI.

Combining this with information about Little Robert Kennedy who had publicly announced his candidacy for federal president during his tenure under the Sleeping King in his previous life,

Luo An guessed that Trick Kennedy taking over Mr. Clement’s position might be part of the Kennedy family’s strategy, aiming to gradually control the FBI in preparation for the future.

Seeing that Luo An did not speak but his eyes flickered, Trick Kennedy showed a smile, neither denying nor confirming, and continued to ask:

"Luo An, have you thought about the future?"

Luo An came back to reality and smiled as he asked:

"Sir, which kind of future are you referring to?"

"Of course, the kind of future like Mr. Clement’s."

Trick Kennedy pointed at Luo An’s smooth chin, speaking with a tone of emotion:

"Luo An, you are young and too excellent. Your mind is agile, and you understand the rules of federal politics.

As long as everything progresses normally, your future achievements will undoubtedly be even higher than Mr. Clement’s current ones."

"Thank you for the compliment, Sir."

"It’s not a compliment, just stating a fact."

A fleeting look of envy appeared in Trick Kennedy’s eyes, which he quickly suppressed, then he continued:

"Mr. Clement is too old, entering the Department of Justice is probably the limit for him.

But you, Luo An, are still young. Besides Mr. Clement, you will need other friends in the future, don’t you think?"

Trick Kennedy’s implication was simple: Mr. Clement’s joining the Department of Justice is about as far as he can go, and if Luo An wants to advance further, he needs other support, like the Kennedy family.

"Sir, you make a lot of sense."

Luo An smiled and nodded, saying:

"However, since Mr. Clement has just entered the Department of Justice, there is still some knowledge I need to learn."

Luo An meant that since Mr. Clement had just joined the Department of Justice and he has always been loyal, it’s not likely for him to turn around and join the Kennedy family now.

"Of course."

Trick Kennedy smiled and nodded. He knew Luo An wasn’t the type to abandon loyalty for profit, and he hadn’t intended to lure Luo An to the Kennedy family’s side with just a bottle of wine.

Discussing these things tonight was just a kind of early preparation by Trick Kennedy. Like the Kennedy family, a political dynasty lasting several generations, they have always had many political investments including finances, resources, and people.

Luo An was quite remarkable in intelligence, emotional intelligence, and physical capabilities, exactly the kind of excellent talent the Kennedy family favored.

Luo An had his own thoughts and plans as well. He picked up his wine glass and clinked it with Trick Kennedy, and the two laughed together.

After setting down the glass, Trick Kennedy suddenly slapped his forehead:

"Oh, there is one more thing."