MTL - Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 52 Large Immortal Jump (Please recommend! Please collect!)

  Chapter 52 Large Immortal Jump (Please recommend! Please collect!)

   Seeing the doubts on Roan's face, Lydia asked:

   "Do you know how many fugitives from other countries the federal government takes in every year?"

   This Roan really doesn't know, whether in this life or the previous life, he has never paid attention to this information.

  Lydia didn't expect Roan to answer, but continued to explain on her own:

  “Since thirty years ago, the number of fugitives from other countries entering the federal territory has increased exponentially every year through legal or illegal means.

  Ordinary murderers, the NSA doesn’t care. What they care about is those political fugitives who enter the federal government with a lot of money from their own country and convert it into US dollars. "

  Hearing this, Roan's face showed a look of surprise. He guessed something and asked:

   "You just kill these political prisoners and get money from them?"

   "No, it's not that simple."

  When Lydia heard this, she gave Roan a supercilious look. If the NSA's high-level methods were so crude, the FBI would have discovered it long ago, and the NSA would not let him go.

   "When my father just died, there was a huge inheritance tax to pay, and I couldn't afford it at the time."

  Referring to her father, Lydia's voice was a little dull:

  “Just when I was at a loss, people from the NSA came to me. They said that as long as I complete one of their tasks, I can get a lot of money, which is enough for me to pay the **** inheritance tax.”

   "You agreed?"

  "Yes, I agreed to the NSA to contact my person in charge without hesitation"

  Lydia's face was very ugly. The chain of bars left to her by her father after his death, as well as her pretty face, seemed to have become a reminder at that time, and many people were eyeing her.

  “After I agreed, the NSA contacted my person in charge, gave me a file folder of a certain man’s information, and told me that I must marry him within a year.

   This man was my first husband when I got married at the age of 22.

  And his father was a political fugitive who sneaked into the federal government from Western Europe with a lot of money a few years ago. The political prisoner died of natural causes a year ago. "

  Hearing this, Roan suddenly realized.

  Most of the political prisoners from other countries who fled to the federal government are registered with the FBI, but if those people did not commit crimes in the country, the FBI would not bother to catch them on weekdays.

  A certain high-level NSA stared at these political fugitives who sneaked into the federal government.

   To be precise, they are targeting the money of these fugitives.

  It is inappropriate to directly kill these political fugitives. The NSA executives want to steal the money by themselves. They don’t want to share it with the FBI, let alone attract the attention of the FBI.

  So they set their sights on the next generation of political fugitives.

  The FBI pays more attention to the political fugitives themselves, and has no interest in their next generation. The FBI will not pay too much attention to the parents of inheritance snatching.

   This gave the NSA top executives a chance.

  The next thing is very logical:

  Find a girl to marry the next generation of political fugitives, find a way to figure out their family's property composition, various passwords, company contracts, etc., and then kill the second generation.

  After the death of the second generation, the girl left the family. Before she left, she pretended to leave some money to the second generation relatives to erase her reputation of marrying for money.

  Based on the information from the girl, the NSA executives sent people to suppress the second generation's company, investment, etc., and took it into their own hands.

  During the whole process, second-generation marriage is a normal behavior, and the FBI will not pay attention, let alone investigate the identity of the wife.

  Some family members did not find anything wrong during the whole process, and even felt that the girl was a good girl for not taking advantage of the situation to ask for inheritance.

  Some family members found something wrong and suspected the girl, but they couldn't find evidence at all, and the NSA executives would send people to erase all traces.

   In addition, according to Lydia, what caused her husband's death was a new type of drug developed by the CIA in India, combined with South Asian specialties, which could not be detected by forensic doctors.

   In this way, a large fairy dance led by NSA is constantly being staged in various states of the Federation.

   Over the years, not without FBI agents finding problems.

  But the FBI has no evidence, and the NSA has been checking for gaps and making up for the gaps, so this matter has continued until now and there is no clear detonation.

  Good guy, Roan called him good guy after listening to Lydia's narration.

   "So, the rumors outside that you have fewer and fewer bars are false."

  Roan’s mouth twitched, Lydia got enough money to pay inheritance tax once she got married, what about the remaining three times? How much did she get?

   Also, Lydia is so rich as a grassroots businessman, so the NSA executives

  Can't think about it, the more I think about it, the more angry I get.

   "It's not a lie that I did sell the chain bars my father left me."

  Hearing Roan's question, Lydia shrugged and said calmly:

   "I just used all the money to buy the building. One-third of the 22-story building where the bar 'Flame Queen' is located is mine."

  Roan: "."

   Is there a shortage of male employees in your industry?

  Shaking his head and kicking the thoughts in his head into the trash can, Roan asked with a serious face:

   "Aren't you afraid that the NSA executives will kill you girls in order to hide this matter?"

   “At first, I wasn’t afraid, because Daisy, the NSA contact I first contacted, was a woman from the previous generation who specialized in this kind of mission, and she was alive and well.

  When Dai Xi was too old to continue to engage in this kind of task, he changed his job to become a contact person and was responsible for contacting us.

  At the same time, Daisy also brainwashed us, saying that those political prisoners are the sinners of their country. They deceive the people of their own country, use their power for personal gain, and make a lot of money. It is a just act for us to take money from their descendants. "

   Speaking of this, the expression on Lydia's face also changed, and she looked at Roan very solemnly:

   "But after I completed the mission last time, Daisy disappeared completely, and I couldn't contact her no matter what.

  The new contact said that Daisy left the Federation and went to South America, but... "

  Hearing this, Luo An's mouth curled into a sneer:

   "It is very possible to leave the Federation, but it is uncertain whether the place to go is South America or heaven."

   "I need your help, Roan."

   Seeing the expression on Roan's face, Lydia's eyes shimmered, she hurriedly squeezed to his side, and said in a very sincere tone:

  "I'm telling the truth. I really don't want to die. I can be a tainted witness of the FBI. I can tell you whatever you ask!"

   "Okay, Lydia."

   Ignoring the seductive body around him, Roan sat up from the bed and walked towards the hanger. While searching for clothes, he accidentally found a pair of handcuffs.

   After two seconds of silence, Roan turned around and tore apart the stockings that bound Lydia's hands, and replaced them with handcuffs, then took out his mobile phone and called Lacey.

"Hello?"

   "Playing games is fast, Roan."

   After taking a bite of the burger, Lacey said vaguely:

   "Did you not ask anything? As I said, Lydia is not an easy woman. Let's just give up the case. Anyway, there is no reward for solving the case."

   "No, I already asked the answer."

  Roan glanced back at Lydia, who was lying on the bed and kept begging him to untie her legs, and said with a frown:

   "Do you know where Vernice's home is?"

  The relationship is too big, and I can't handle it as a small detective. It's time to put more burden on the leader.

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  (end of this chapter)