Friday, 11:30 PM, FBI Washington Headquarters, Investigation Team 13, Group Leader's Office.
Staring at the black ID in his hand, Luo An's mouth twitched, his face full of speechlessness. He looked up at Roland and asked:
"What's the meaning of this?"
Roland chuckled and explained:
"This is a gesture of goodwill from the CIA.
For the Sarls matter, Group Leader Luo An needs to lead his team out of the federation, and FBI's internal database might not be of much assistance.
With this ID, Group Leader Luo An will be able to directly access CIA's internal database to retrieve information, which is simpler and faster."
Luo An's eyes narrowed slightly, silently observing Roland for a few seconds, then he nodded and casually put away the black ID.
He had already acquired IDs from five other departments; the CIA's was just another one, and he didn't have to worry about being ordered by the CIA to undertake any missions, as Mr. Clement and FBI Director Robert wouldn't allow that.
