Legendary FBI Detective
Chapter 460: Inventory Gains, Heading to the Bar

Chapter 460: Chapter 460: Inventory Gains, Heading to the Bar

When asked about the characteristics of French cuisine, one might say that it involves exquisite cooking techniques and lavish ingredients, or perhaps that it focuses on details and emphasizes dining rituals.

But for Luo An, French cuisine has only one feature: slowness! The more expensive the meal, the slower it is!

"Joel Robuchon" restaurant, undoubtedly an excellent dining establishment, offered dishes that Luo An tasted, each with a rich and unique charm derived from their ingredients.

However, the meal Rekasha ordered for the team from the Special Investigation Team was a 16-course dinner, one for each person, and they spent nearly 3 hours eating, from half-past eight to half-past eleven.

Since taking a physical strength potion, Luo An’s appetite had only grown larger and his digestion speed increased.

After finishing all 16 dishes, not only was Luo An not full, he was even hungrier.

Other members of the Special Investigation Team, Michelle and Mona, had a smaller appetite and did not even finish their meals.

Reesi and Chenier, however, finished all of their meals, feeling slightly full.

Tall and robust Winslow didn’t feel hungry like Luo An, but he felt that he had eaten just for the sake of eating.

At eleven-thirty p.m., once they had finished eating, everyone looked around at each other and ultimately turned their gazes towards Luo An.

Reesi scratched her head and tentatively asked:

"Luo An, what should we do next?"

"What should we do?"

Luo An chuckled, picked up an empty plate, and positioned his phone at its center to show everyone, grinning:

"Of course, it’s time to calculate our gains from this case!"

Before coming to Las Vegas, Rekasha O’Dell demonstrated her sincerity, stating that she was willing to pay an extra 2 million US Dollars as overtime to each member of the Special Investigation Team, with Group Leader Luo An getting 3 million US Dollars.

Rekasha kept her word; the money had just been transferred to the account Luo An provided, and he forwarded it to everyone immediately.

Additionally, Rekasha funded the Special Investigation Team with 10 million US Dollars specifically for handling cases, allocating 1 million each for Chenier, Winslow, Michelle, Reesi, and Mona, 3 million for Luo An, and the remaining 2 million set aside for future case expenses.

At the end of this case, Group Leader Luo An earned a total of 6 million US Dollars, and the five team members each made 3 million US Dollars—a hefty profit for everyone!

"Luo An, I absolutely adore you!"

Seeing the message from the bank on her phone, Reesi exclaimed excitedly, shouting and hugging... Mona’s arm.

Luo An was stunned for a moment, and Reesi giggled:

"I can’t hug you, or Mona will get jealous."

"If you hug Mona, I’ll get jealous too!"

Feigning anger, Luo An stood up and lunged to grab Reesi, who giggled and pretended she was pushing Mona out, but unexpectedly, Mona quickly grabbed Reesi instead. View the correct content at NovelFire

Reesi: ?!

Realizing the situation, Reesi and Mona happily started to play around, while an equally thrilled Chenier approached Luo An, expressing her heartfelt gratitude.

Luo An gestured dismissively, about to speak, when Winslow, his face flushed with excitement, stepped in front of Luo An and gave him a formal salute that one from the Hostage Rescue Team would perform.

Witnessing this, Chenier also stood up straight and gave Luo An a salute that someone from the International Business Department would perform.

Michelle, not quite sure what to say, simply gave Luo An a big smile, silently resolved to handle the follow-up work of upcoming cases diligently, then ran off to assist Mona.

Reesi: ?!?!

In Luo An’s mind, the "emotional perception" showed that Chenier’s, Winslow’s, and Michelle’s fondness for him had risen to the same glowing warmth as Reesi’s!

"There’s no need to be so formal."

Luo An pulled Chenier’s arm, then hugged Winslow’s shoulder, smiling and saying:

"You better think about what gift to buy for your son in a few days!"

"Ha ha ha..."

Winslow laughed heartily upon hearing this, and Chenier, her eyes twinkling, said:

"Luo An, I plan to take a few days leave to visit my parents soon."

Among the members of the Special Investigation Team, Winslow was married and divorced, with a young son and ex-wife; Reesi was fond of young, beautiful girls, roaming from place to place nightly; Michelle had no worldly desires, only enjoying reading.

As for Chenier, after such a long period of getting to know her, Luo An and others found out that Chenier had a boyfriend before. However, during one mission, her boyfriend was captured by the enemy and tortured to death.

Although Chenier avenged him later by killing that enemy with her own hands, she was left with a deep psychological shadow and completely lost the desire to find a new boyfriend. She is currently a non-marriage believer, only wanting to take good care of her parents and let them enjoy their old age.

Luo An didn’t hesitate and instantly agreed with Chenier. He turned his head towards Mona’s direction, where Reesi and Mona were entangled with Michelle in an indiscernible quarrel.

"Hey, ladies, stop it."

Luo An picked up a cherry tomato from the dining table and gently tossed it at Reesi’s head, attracting the attention of the three. With a wave of his hand, Luo An loudly announced:

"Tomorrow I decide, everyone takes a day off.

There’s a bar not far from here, let’s go together, tonight we won’t return until we’re drunk!"

"Oh——"

Hearing the word bar, Reesi’s eyes lit up and she cheered instantly.

Without hesitation, everyone grabbed their stuff and immediately left the restaurant heading to the bar.

The music was blaring, lights flickering, men and women mingling around, glasses clinking; this was a well-known bar in Las Vegas, open 24 hours, specially serving customers who had either won or lost money at the casino upstairs.

Tonight, everyone from the Special Investigation Team was very happy, and just as expected, Reesi ran off to a corner immediately and started discussing cleavage lines with two young and beautiful girls, even pulling in a third girl later.

Chenier ended up chatting with a female boxer visiting Las Vegas. After drinking a few glasses, their faces flushed, they walked to a nearby gym and started sparring.

Initially, Luo An thought Winslow, being older, might be more composed.

But after a few drinks, Winslow went to a nearby booth and briefly chatted with a voluptuous white woman in her thirties or forties, then they left the bar together, even faster than Reesi.

Luo An: "... Never expected to encounter another master here."

Turning his head to look at Michelle, she was the only normal one, having been drinking with Mona for quite a while until Mona made her pass out, now quietly sleeping on the booth sofa.

The remaining Mona had already had quite a bit to drink. Once Michelle lay down, she cheerfully leaned towards Luo An, handing him her glass and asked:

"Your turn now."

Luo An, still sober, took the glass. Seeing Mona’s flushed face, he suddenly got a mischievous idea, grabbed Mona, and whispered in her ear:

"Drinking is fine, how about we play a game?"

Under the influence of alcohol, Mona’s mind was a bit slow. She asked puzzledly:

"What game?"

"We each put up a bet, whoever loses..."

Mona’s eyes flickered, nodding heavily:

"OK!"

Luo An raised the corners of his mouth, reached for the glass on the table.

The plan was beautiful, but reality always surprises, Mona didn’t drink much and, just like Michelle, fell asleep on the booth’s sofa.

Luo An, feeling somewhat helpless, carried the two upstairs to the hotel to book two rooms, Michelle in one room alone, calling a maid to help with her clothes, then entered the other room and threw Mona onto the bed.

Mona muttered something, turned over, and continued sleeping. Luo An turned and walked into the bathroom, and at that moment, his phone suddenly rang.

Pressing the answer button:

"It’s me, Luo An."

"It’s me, Javari."

The voice of Mona’s father Javari Evans came from the phone. He asked:

"Are you available right now?"

"Hmm..."

Looking at the toilet he’d just opened, Luo An hesitated for a second, then nodded:

"I’m currently indisposed."

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