Legendary FBI Detective

"Because this is a charity dinner that requires female guests to enter." Luo An put on a men's watch, then handed the invitation to Mona and asked with a smile: "If I don't take you, who do you want me to take?" It's called an invitation, but it looks more like a wooden box with a European style. Mona rolled her eyes at Luo An, took the wooden box and opened it, and found a black and gold letter inside. The content of the letter was the same as what Luo An said, and guests were required to bring female guests to enter. In addition to the black and gold letter, there were two light gold masks in the wooden box. The overall shape of the mask looks like some kind of animal, but it's hard to tell what kind it is. One big and one small, one male and one female, just enough to cover the upper half of the wearer's face. Picking up the smaller female mask and taking a look, Mona frowned and asked:

"Are you sure this is a charity dinner? What charity dinner requires a mask?"

"It's written in the letter that this is a dinner held by the Kennedy family."

Roan picked up the male mask, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said:

"As for the specific charity content of the dinner, we will know when we get there. Don't worry, I'm here."

"OK."

Hearing Roan's words, Mona put down the stone in her heart and stopped asking. The two of them simply packed up for a moment, took the wooden box and the mask and drove away from the villa.

The location of the dinner was not in Washington, DC, but in Massachusetts, not far from Washington, DC.

Roan drove the Chevrolet sedan straight along the road. There were fewer and fewer vehicles on the road, but more and more green plants on both sides of the road.

After turning a few intersections, a very tall iron gate appeared in front of the Chevrolet sedan. On both sides of the iron gate stood a white man in a suit, with a bulge on his waist, obviously carrying a weapon.

Slowly slowing down the car, she showed the invitation to the white man who came forward. The white man carefully checked it for a moment, waved to his subordinate not far away to let him open the door, and then smiled and said to Roan:

"Guests can wear masks now. During the dinner, if there is no need or special circumstances, please do not take off the mask."

"OK."

Mona took out the mask and put it on her face. Roan stepped on the accelerator and the Chevrolet sedan drove into the gate.

The inside of the gate is still a wide road. Roan drove the Chevrolet sedan and followed the signs. He turned several corners and drove for nearly eight minutes before finally seeing the villa at the end.

The appearance of the villa does not need too much introduction. It inherits the retro tradition of several generations of the Kennedy family. It is ordinary, low-key and simple, and has a clear view. It makes people cry from the mouth.

Mona took a quick look... and then retracted her gaze. Then she calculated the road she had just driven on:

"This area is very large, it should be more than 200 acres."

"After all, it's the Kennedy family."

Roan smiled and parked the car at the door of the villa. A doorman wearing a gray mask immediately came over.

Roan threw the car keys to the doorman. Mona naturally took Roan's arm. The two wearing masks smiled slightly and walked into the villa.

Entering the gate of the villa, the most conspicuous thing is the spacious and bright reception lobby. On the side of the lobby, several singers wearing various masks sang softly, and a pianist wearing a mask played the accompaniment.

Inside the lobby, more than a dozen round tables stood in the center, with flowers, dwarf trees and other decorations on the round tables, and the colors were quite bright.

There were no chairs on both sides of the round table. There were already many guests in the aisle, either men or women, all wearing masks, holding wine glasses and laughing and chatting in groups of two or three.

Many waiters wearing gray masks were walking around with wine glasses in their hands. When they saw Luo An and Mona enter the lobby, one of them immediately came up and offered them drinks.

"Thank you."

Luo An took two glasses and thanked them casually, handed one to Mona, walked into the lobby, and found two guests to chat with.

"There is a very famous financial product on Wall Street."

The white man standing on Luo An's left, with a mask on his face that looks like a feline, took a sip from the wine glass and said with a smile:

"That financial product is called CDS, and the person who created it believes that the federal housing price will fall in the next few years."

"A very interesting joke."

The white man standing on Luo An's right, with a mask on his face that looks like a bird, laughed and said:

"The federal real estate has never fallen in recent years. It seems that the creator of this CDS is giving money to investment banks for nothing."

"So those banks are very happy now."

The cat-masked man shook his head, turned his gaze to Luo An, and asked:

"Sir, what do you think of this?"

"I also think that the federal housing price cannot fall."

Luo An took a sip from the wine glass and said with a confident tone:

"The people in those investment banks on Wall Street are all smart people. They can't do a losing business, right?"

"That makes sense."

The bird-masked man nodded repeatedly, agreeing very much with Luo An's opinion. The three of them smiled at each other and continued to chat about other things.

Not long after, the music on the side of the lobby slowly stopped, the singers bowed and left one after another, and the waiters also moved the chairs to the side of the round table.

Cat Mask and Bird Mask greeted each other and left with their female companions to find seats. Luo An also walked to Mona and sat down at a random place.

After entering the lobby, Luo An and Mona separated and went to different chat circles for men and women. Sitting on the chairs, Luo An helped Mona adjust her skirt and asked with a smile: "How was the chat?" "Not very good." Mona curled her lips, took a sip of wine, and whispered: "The women here are talking about charity, travel, companies and other things. They are all for the people in their words, but in fact they are all show and business. It's too hypocritical. I really can't chat with them." Luo An picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Mona, and laughed softly: "Welcome to the upper class of the Federation." Mona's mouth curled up slightly, and then asked in a low voice: "What were you talking about with those two people just now?" "Talk about real estate in the Federation and the presidential election." Luo An put down the wine glass, put his head close to Mona's ear, and laughed softly: "It feels the same as you just now, full of lies, very hypocritical." When chatting with those two people, Luo An found through the "emotional perception" in his mind that the cat mask and the bird mask almost never said their true thoughts. Both of them said that they believed that the federal housing prices would not fall, but in fact, they were sure that the federal housing prices would definitely fall; they looked down on CDS and said that they would never buy them, but in fact, they bought a lot.

"Sure enough."

Mona's eyes flashed with contempt, and then she smiled at Luo An and whispered:

"Welcome to the upper class of the federation."

While Luo An and Mona were chatting, a white man with a white mask and a rather old voice slowly walked out of the stage at the front of the lobby. He smiled and said:

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to tonight's charity dinner.

All the proceeds tonight will be donated to the Kennedy family to establish a charity organization, which aims to provide help for children who have suffered domestic violence..."

When the white masked man introduced the rules, a service staff wearing a gray mask suddenly walked to Luo An's side, bent down and whispered:

"Hello, sir, someone wants to see you."