MTL - Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 53 Report to the chief (seeking to follow up! Please collect!)

  Chapter 53 Reporting to the Chief (Please follow up! Please collect!)

   "Lydia told the truth?"

  Hearing what Roan said, Lacey looked shocked, then hurriedly swallowed the hamburger in her mouth, and said to the phone with a serious expression:

   "Roan, you won't torture Lydia, right? Don't do that!

  If Lydia's lawyer requests an injury test later, all the answers you ask now will be rejected by the judge! "

"Forehead."

   Looking back at Lydia sitting on the bed, Roan twitched his mouth:

   "Don't worry, I have sense of proportion, I didn't torture her.

  You should hurry up and tell me Vernis's home address. "

   "OK."

   There was a moment of silence, thinking of Roan's performance in the process of solving the case, Lacey still chose to believe him, so she said:

   "Virnis' home is not very far from here, I can drive you there."

   "OK, you call Vernis first, I will take Lydia downstairs immediately."

  Nodding, Roan hung up the phone, turned to look at Lydia, and said with a serious expression:

"Lydia, I will take you to my officer and ask her to add you to the first-level witness protection list. But the premise is that you didn't lie to me just now, and you didn't play tricks on the way to the officer's house, you know ?”

   "Trust me, Roan."

   It's her own life at stake, and Lydia's expression is also very serious.

  When Roan undid the stockings on her legs, but did not untie the handcuffs on her wrists, Lydia said nothing.

   rushed to the wine bottle next to the bed, grabbed a bottle of wine and drank it up.

  She was dying of thirst.

   "Drink less, Lydia."

  Roan pulled out a lady's coat from the hanger on the side, covered Lydia's bare shoulders, and laughed:

   "I don't want her to suspect that I brought a drunk to make fun of her when I see the officer later."

"Ah."

   Throwing the wine bottle away, Lydia gave Roan a hard look.

  Why did I drink so much wine, someone didn't know why?

  Roan shrugged, what does it have to do with me, I told you before, you didn't believe it.

  —

   On the road, Roan and Lydia sat in the back seat, and Lacey drove.

   Before a traffic light, the car stopped slowly. Lacey saw the handcuffs on Lydia's wrists through the rearview mirror, and her eyelids twitched.

   If you read correctly, the handcuffs seem to be the same handcuffs that she and her female partner used to play games on the bed.

   "What's the matter, Lacey?"

   Seeing Lacey looking at him, Roan asked suspiciously:

"Any questions?"

   Lydia, who didn't know what she was thinking when she lowered her head, heard this, and turned her gaze to Lacey.

   You both have a problem with your whole being!

   Lacey let out a long breath, swallowed a lot of questions in her heart, and finally picked up the phone in the passenger seat and shook it:

   "It's nothing, I just want to tell you that when Verenice answered the phone just now, she didn't seem to be in a good mood."

  Vernice is really in a bad mood.

  She originally wanted to hide the fact that Roan's application to join the foundation was rejected for a while.

  After the [Huahu Female Corpse Serial Murder Case] ​​was solved, she resubmitted the application, and this incident passed quietly without Luo An knowing.

  But I didn't expect that Lacey contacted me suddenly just now, saying that Roan was in a hurry and would come to me later, so should I tell Roan the news?

  If you tell me, as a leader, I promise to invite others, but later tell them that I have not done it, where will I put my face?

   If you don’t tell me, in case Roan asks questions

  In the study room of the apartment, Verinisi looked at the small notebook in front of her, with a complex expression, and continued to be entangled.

  Ding Dong—

  The doorbell rang, and Vernis, who lowered her head in contemplation, trembled, and hurried to the door of the apartment after waking up.

   Seeing through the peepholes of the gate, it was Roan and the others who came, Vernis opened the gate without hesitation.

  But the moment the door opened, Verinisi's pupils shrank instantly, and she suddenly realized something:

  She is wearing very baggy home clothes at this time!

   "Good evening, sir."

  The door opened. Roan frowned when he saw that he was wearing loose home clothes and his face was lightly made up.

   But there was no change in tone. Roan grabbed Lydia beside him, brought her to him, and explained:

   "Sir, I'm sorry to bother you after get off work, but this is a matter of urgency."

   "Go into the room and talk."

  Virnis had no expression on her face, her tone was indifferent, she motioned for Roan and the others to close the door of the apartment after entering the house, then turned and walked directly to the bedroom, saying at the same time:

   "Wait for me in the living room, make your own coffee."

"OK."

  Roan and Lydia sat down on the sofa, Lacey walked aside to make coffee, Lydia glanced at the direction of the bedroom, hooked the corner of her mouth to Roan's ear, and whispered:

   "Do you like older than you?"

   "No, I simply like big ones."

  Roan glanced at Lydia, threw the lady's coat that fell on the ground into Lydia's arms, covered the seductive deep groove, and said indifferently:

   "Stop playing, Lydia, Verenes is the one who can decide your life and death in the future, you'd better make a good impression on her."

  Hearing this, Lydia's face collapsed, and she wanted to continue talking, but Lacey had already walked back with several cups of coffee.

  The three sat on the sofa drinking coffee silently.

   A few minutes later, Vernis, who changed into a lady's suit and her makeup became cold again, came out of the bedroom and said directly to the three people on the sofa:

   "Roan, go into the study. Lacey, take care of this lady."

   "Okay, sir."

  Roan got up and left the sofa, Lacey sat down beside Lydia, and asked in a low voice:

   "Lydia, can you tell me the name and contact information of the new female bartender at your bar?"

   Lydia: "."

  In the study.

"sit."

  Verinis' words were very brief. After the two sat down, she stuffed the small book on the table back into the drawer.

   After a few seconds of silence, Verinis decided to tell the other party that Roan was rejected for joining the foundation, but Roan suddenly stared at Vernis's face and asked in a deep voice:

   "Sir, are you sure that our conversation here is 100% safe?"

  Roan doesn't think anyone will monitor the FBI's team director, but it's always right to be careful.

  Hearing this, the expression on Verinisi's face suddenly changed from indifference to dark.

   It wasn't that she was dissatisfied with Luo An's questioning of the safety of the study, but that she found that the urgent matter that Luo An said was probably more urgent than she imagined.

"Wait a moment."

   Without hesitation, Vernis opened a drawer at the bottom of the desk, which contained a large dark brown box.

   Pressing the switch on the big box hard, Vernis raised her head and stared at Roan:

   "Now you can talk."

   Taking a deep look at Verinisi, Roan coughed lightly and said:

   "Here's the thing, sir"

   Excluding the process of his own interrogation of Lydia, Roan told Vernis the whole thing, and finally said with a solemn face:

   "Sir, this matter is too involved. As an agent, I can't make the decision. I can only add you. I can only seek your help."

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