"Morton York."
Seeing the smile on Luo An's face, Agent Ivy's mind immediately conjured up the image of the mutilated corpse, causing her to take a subconscious step back as she replied:
"Team four has the highest case closure rate. Team leader Morton York has been with the FBI's Los Angeles Branch for a long time and has significant seniority."
A glint of understanding flashed in Luo An's eyes. Seniority meant knowing a lot of people at the FBI's Los Angeles Branch, which would make it easy to throw a wrench in his works.
"Thank you, Ivy."
"You're welcome."
Agents Ivy and her colleague drove with two corpses, while another two agents took the charcoal gray Porsche. Luo An and Mona, meanwhile, escorted the driver in the black car that was missing a window.
During this time, Luo An and his partner returned to their hotel for a quick change of clothes.
While sitting in the car waiting for Mona and guarding the driver, Luo An's phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
