Legendary FBI Detective

Since obtaining the "Sleeping Potion" and "Weakness Potion," Luo An had been pondering how to use them.

The "Sleeping Potion" was straightforward enough, and could be used during insomnia, but as for how to use the "Weakness Potion," Luo An had no clear idea.

Until a few days ago, when Luo An suddenly had a brainwave. He bought several acupuncture needles, soaked the tips in the "Sleeping Potion" for a few minutes, and then pricked his arm with one.

Very quickly, a wave of drowsiness surged into Luo An's head, not giving him a chance to resist, and directly sent him into a deep sleep.

More than twenty minutes later, the awakened Luo An looked at the handgun and bullets on the table and a gentle smile spread across his face.

At the moment Luo An pulled out his P9s handgun, the crew-cut man's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly threw a paper package at Luo An while immediately drawing his own handgun from behind.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

But Luo An was faster, firing three shots without hesitation. Accompanied by the muffled sound of the bullets through the silencer, the crew-cut man's gun-holding right hand, right arm, and right shoulder were all hit, splattering three bursts of red blood.

Then Luo An kicked the crew-cut man in the stomach, sending him flying into the room and smashing a nearby coffee table to pieces.

A silencer doesn't completely silence a gun, but rather reduces the decibels. Hence, another white man in sportswear who had been watching from the window immediately heard the sound as Luo An fired.

The face of the man in sportswear changed, and he quickly drew his handgun from behind his back, turned around, and prepared to fire back.

The very next second after Luo An kicked the crew-cut man, he moved into the room with ghostly speed. As the sports-clothed white man just turned and raised his gun, Luo An pulled the trigger of the P9s handgun again.

Pop! Pop!

Three burst of blood blossomed from the sports-clothed white man's gun-holding right hand and left leg. Unable to hold onto the gun, he growled and, suppressing the pain shooting up from his left leg, furiously pounced toward Luo An.

The crew-cut man who broke the coffee table also endured the pain in his right arm, rising from the ground and swinging his fists towards Luo An.

Suddenly, both men felt their legs go weak, and their knees powerless, as if they had been drained of all strength after fighting ten battles.

Before they could reach Luo An, they turned pale, their bodies tilted forward, and they fell to the ground.

Then, their eyelids struggled fiercely. An uncontrollable wave of drowsiness flooded their brains, not giving them any chance to resist, and in the blink of an eye, they were deep in the land of sleep.

Looking at the two guys snoring on the ground in front of him, Luo An blew on the end of the silencer and laughed softly:

"Indeed, enchanting is the right way to use these two potions."

Then Luo An took out another gun that hadn't been enchanted with bullets and fired several shots at the wall and the floor where the man in a suit had been standing in the room.

No other intent, just to leave a trace of the P9s handgun bullets here, letting those who came to investigate know what weapon Luo An had used.

Mona and Caroline, who walked into the room, were shocked and speechless at the sight. Luo An didn't give them a chance to ask questions, quickly pocketed the gun, and motioned for them to treat the wounds of the two snoring men.

After stuffing them into the back seat of the car, Luo An quickly cleaned up the bloodstains and personal items in the room in CIA style, leaving no trace behind, and then quickly drove away from the scene with Mona and Caroline.

In the basement of an ordinary house far outside Munich, two men were tied separately to two chairs in two rooms.

Looking at Caroline, who was excitedly and nervously binding the two men with rope, Luo An's eyes flashed with an unusual color, as if he had discovered something.

Although regular bullets are waterproof, they become unusable after being soaked for more than 24 hours. For prudence and safety, Luo An only soaked the P9s handgun bullets in the "Sleeping Potion" and "Weakness Potion" for over two hours.

This meant that the effects of the two potions were not very long-lasting, and about an hour later, both the crew-cut man and the man in sportswear woke up from the chairs.

"I have identified who these two are."

Luo An didn't rush to interrogate but first had Mona check the two men's backgrounds. They found out that their names were Hans and Voucher, respectively a German and a Czech.

They didn't have a history of 'further education' in prison, not because they hadn't committed any illegal acts. They had been listed several times as primary suspects in first-degree murder and intentional homicide cases.

But they were meticulous in their crimes, had professionals help them clean up, and someone hired expert lawyers for them, which allowed them to remain beyond the reach of the law.

The two men were still not fully recovered after waking up. Although angry and fearful about being tied to the chairs, they didn't have the strength to struggle.

Mona and Caroline both wore masks, and after Caroline briefly introduced the two men's identity information in German, Luo An holding a dagger, first entered the room where Hans was.

Neither man was particularly resolute. Plus, with many lives on their hands, Luo An's interrogation was rather direct:

First, Luo An poured a bottle of sensitivity-enhancing drug into the mouths of the two men, intensifying their senses and pain sensitivity, and then immediately resorted to physical means of interrogation.

During this time, Luo An also discovered what the several bottles of milky liquid found in the two gun cases were: a CIA-made enhanced version of a truth serum.

Under the influence of both the sensitizing drug and the enhanced truth serum, it didn't take long for the two men to confess everything they knew, along with all the crimes they committed, including intentional murder.

However, the information related to Javari Evans, which Luo An and the others most wanted to know, was unknown to the two men. No matter how Luo An inquired, both men indicated they had never heard that name.

After exchanging glances with Caroline and Mona, Luo An immediately asked:

"Who sent you to surveil the piano shop?"

"Our... boss."

"What's your boss's name?"

"Brenekoff... Robert."

Luo An turned to look at Mona, who immediately opened her laptop and started typing to search for this name. Seeing this, Luo An continued to ask:

"Where is your boss now?"

"I... don't know."

With a definite name in hand, and as more information was gathered from the two men, Mona quickly found data on this Benekoff-Robert.

"Brenekoff-Robert, 43 years old, Czech, owns several companies, a rich tycoon."

In the living room above the basement, Mona, with a gloomy expression, looked at the information on her computer and said:

"I found the personal information of Benekoff-Robert investigated by the CIA in the disk files.

It shows that on the surface he is a tycoon, but behind the scenes, he's one of the three main leaders in the European region of that international crime organization, primarily responsible for businesses around the Mediterranean.

The defected secret agent might be active under his command after the defection."

Luo An pondered for a moment before asking:

"Is there anything in the disk about what your father thought of him?"

"No, but the name Benekoff-Robert was highlighted in red."

After tapping on the keyboard for a few seconds, Mona suddenly looked up and said:

"A few days ago, Benekoff-Robert injured his arm. And the time when he was injured was less than a day apart from when we lost contact with my father."

"Wow, what a surprising coincidence."

Luo An grabbed the rope Caroline had been fiddling with, thought for a moment, and asked:

"Can we find out where Benekoff-Robert is now?"

"Of course."

Mona tapped a few keys briefly and showed the computer screen to Luo An, saying:

"He's in Southern France, Monaco."

Luo An nodded in satisfaction, carrying his pistol he headed towards the basement, saying as he walked:

"Let's go pack up, we're heading to Monaco tomorrow."

"Hold on, I have a question! A very serious question."

Just then, Caroline suddenly raised her hand loudly, and when she saw Luo An and Mona looking at her, she said with a serious face:

"If we're going to Monaco to find someone, we need to first calculate and discuss the financial aspect. Over there, a bottle of cola costs 6 US Dollars."

"...x2"