Chapter 757 Taking stock of the harvest, polonium 210 appears again
As for the other two stocks shorted by Luo An, their stock prices rose steadily, causing Luo An to lose nearly US$2 million.
Luo An didn't feel the slightest anger or sadness about this. What he wanted was to lose money on these two stocks, otherwise it would be shown that his shorting of Illinois Nuclear Power Company was pure "good luck."
“Originally I spent 15 million US dollars, but I spent 3 million to buy a few stocks. There will be no gains in the short term, but there will be no losses in the long run.
Spent $5 million shorting two companies and lost $2 million; spent $4 million shorting Illinois Nuclear Power Energy Company and made $11 million..."
After calculating clearly his recent capital flows, Luo An raised his eyebrows as he looked at the tens of millions of dollars in income in the account, then put away the smile on his face, deleted all the text, stood up and walked out of the study.
“You came just in time.”
In the kitchen, Mona, who was busy when she saw Luo An walking in, pointed to the beef beside her and said:
“The steak is already fried, you can take it out.”
"no problem."
Luo An immediately picked up the dinner plate and processed the beef. The two quickly prepared dinner. Luo An took out a bottle of red wine and poured some for Mona, smiling:
"Thanks for your hard work."
Mona replied casually, picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, then wiped her mouth and said with a smile:
Mona rolled her eyes and patted Luo An's chest gently. She guessed what Luo An was thinking.
“That’s the beautiful woman we saw that time.”
Later, Gyawali sent a letter to the two of them, stating that an old friend of his died suddenly and may be related to the environmental organization where the beautiful woman worked. He was pretending to be investigating the matter.
Mona rolled her eyes:
Luo An took a bite:
“I don’t feel it, it tastes just right.”
Mona frowned slightly and said:
“Caroline said that her father would call her every once in a while to let her know that she was safe. Everything was normal and no accidents happened.
“I seemed to have put too much salt in my hands just now because my hands were shaking.”
"I called, but he didn't answer. Then I called Caroline and asked."
The two chatted while eating dinner, with a tacit agreement not to mention the Illinois Nuclear Power Company. After finishing the meal, the two cleaned the tableware and began to sit on the sofa to rest.
Luo An nodded in admiration. Jawali is indeed an agent who has worked in the CIA for most of his life. He is indeed strong and experienced.
…six.”
“I remember he was investigating something.”
"That's good."
“By the way, how is your father’s side?”
Luo An was speechless with black lines all over his head. After a few seconds of silence, he asked:
“Do you know who your father’s superior is?”
Caroline even said that he had slipped into the management of the organization and was in charge of nearly a hundred people. "
On the sofa, Luo An held Mona in his arms and watched TV for a while. Suddenly he remembered something and asked:
Snapped-
The two of them traveled to Hawaii before and saw Jawali and a beautiful woman in a restaurant, chatting while eating and touching hands from time to time.
"Um."
“Ahem.”
Luo An coughed lightly, changed the subject and asked:
“By the way, you just said you had a phone call with Caroline. How is she doing there? Is the company going well?”
"What's the meaning?"
Mona raised her eyebrows, struggled out of Luo An's arms and sat up. She stared at Luo An with narrowed eyes and asked:
“What do you want to do?”
"In no mood."
Luo An silently pinched Mona's pretty face, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms again, and explained:
“I just want to ask Caroline about the operating conditions of that company to judge whether the British Empire’s MI6 or MI5 wants to stare at me by staring at Caroline.”
"should not."
When talking about business, Mona looked serious and said in a serious voice:
“Carolyn’s company is developing quite smoothly. There is competition in business, but it is normal competition within the industry, and no problems have been found.”
Luo An pondered for a while, shook his head slightly, and said:
Mona frowned when she heard this. Just as she was about to say something, Luo An's cell phone suddenly rang.
Jingle Bell-
Find out the phone and saw the phone number on it. Luo An's eyes moved slightly, he pressed the answer button and said with a smile:
“Good evening, sir.” “Good evening.”
An old familiar male voice came from the mobile phone, it was Mr. Clement.
After a brief greeting, Mr. Clement went straight to the point and said:
“Luo An, come to my office, I have something to do.”
“Yes, sir.”
After agreeing to hang up the phone, Luo An chuckled and patted Mona on the shoulder:
“Help me drive a car.”
“OK.”
Mona drove and took Luo An, who had an injured ankle, to the FBI headquarters in Washington. It didn't take long before they arrived at the Hoover Building.
Mona stayed in the car and waited. Luo An walked to Mr. Clement’s office on crutches. When the secretary saw Luo An, he stood up and smiled and opened the door for him. Luo An nodded and thanked him and walked in slowly.
In the spacious office, Mr. Clement did not sit behind the desk as usual. Today he was sitting on the sofa, wearing a pair of reading glasses and carefully reading the documents in his hand.
“Good evening, sir.”
Luo An walked into the office and said hello. Mr. Clement raised his head and said hello:
“Sit directly.”
“Yes, sir.”
Roan was not polite and sat directly on the sofa opposite Mr. Clement. Mr. Clement put down the documents, took off his reading glasses, and sighed:
“As I get older, my eyes are not as good as when I was young.”
“You are too tired.”
Roan picked up the kettle on the table, poured a glass of water for Mr. Clement, and said:
“Your health is the most important thing, you should get more rest, sir.”
“I’m used to it.”
Picked up the water glass and took a sip. Mr. Clement did not continue the pleasantries and said directly:
“Verenis hasn’t contacted you for a long time, right?”
Luo An nodded:
“It’s been more than a week.”
“Do you know what case she is investigating?”
“Unclear.”
Luo An shook his head:
“According to the FBI’s confidentiality regulations, the officer didn’t tell me, and I didn’t ask.”
“Good.”
Mr. Clement nodded with satisfaction and then asked:
“Remember the poisoning case of the former NSA director?”
"Remember."
Roan filled Mr. Clement’s water glass again and replied:
"The murderer in that case was a killer named "Blue Eyes Roy", who was arrested by me along with several other killers.
The killer organization is called "Skull Flower" and has been destroyed. "
“The killer you mentioned died not long ago.”
Speaking of this, Mr. Clement’s face slowly darkened. He handed the folder on the table to Luo An and introduced:
“It is this case that Veranith is investigating.”
Luo An took the folder and opened it. Inside was the autopsy report of the killer "Blue Eyes Roy".
There is not much content and it is not complicated. One line of text instantly caught Luo An’s attention:
【The victim had a small amount of polonium 210 in his body and died of radiation poisoning】
“Polonium 210?!”
Roan frowned when he saw this familiar word, and Mr. Clement said solemnly:
“I just received news that polonium-210 was also detected in Verenis’ body.”
(End of this chapter)