Luke laughed, "Asking a cop to investigate the FBI, I don't think that's a good idea either, it might cause conflict between the two departments."

"You're right, having outsiders investigate your own people is indeed taboo.

So this matter can only be handled by you. You're both FBI and LAPD, use whichever identity is appropriate."

Luke laughed, "So, that's why you approached me, to have me go with you to meet the mole's ex-wife?"

"Luke, no one is more suitable than you."

Valdine Community.

Luke and Anthony drove into the community, the car made a right turn and slowly stopped in front of a white house with a beautifully manicured green lawn.

After the two got out of the car, they walked to the front door, Anthony pressed the doorbell, but there was no response.

Anthony glanced at his watch, "I think she might not be off work yet, we better wait for a while."

Luke walked over to the window and looked inside the house, "What does she do for a living?"

"A nurse at a hospital. I think even if we found her at the hospital, she wouldn't have time for us."

Luke suggested, "How about we get some dinner first."

Anthony retorted, "Are you treating?"

"You cheapskate, you're the one asking for my help, of course, you're treating."

The two went to a nearby steakhouse.

Luke ordered a steak, a side of fries, and a seafood risotto.

Anthony asked, "Can you eat that much?"

Luke looked at the dishes on the table, "Oh, I almost forgot, also give me a vegetable salad."

Anthony "…"

After dinner, the two returned to Valdine Community.

This time, there was a red Honda parked in the yard, presumably someone was home.

They got out of the car, walked to the front door, and pressed the doorbell.

A moment later, a white woman appeared on the video doorbell, "This is Brittany Winter's house, what do you want?"

Luke said, "Hello, Ms. Winter.

LAPD, can you open the door so we can talk?"

Brittany Winter frowned slightly, "I didn't call the police."

"I know, it's just that we have something we'd like to discuss with you."

"What is it?"

"If possible, we hope you can open the door. Face-to-face communication would be better."

A moment later, the door opened, and Brittany Winter stared at Luke, "I've seen you on the news, come in."

"My honor." Luke glanced at Anthony beside him.

Anthony pouted, seemingly a bit unconvinced, I also appear on TV often, alright!

The living room had little furniture and was neatly organized.

Brittany Winter gestured to the sofa, "Would you like something to drink?"

"No, thanks. We just want to talk to you."

"OK." Brittany Winter crossed her arms and sat on the side sofa, "I'm also curious, what can you discuss with me? I've never done anything illegal."

"Ms. Winter, do you know Creasy Hoskin?"

"Heh." Brittany Winter sneered, "That bastard is my ex-husband, but we're divorced, no connection."

"Can I ask the reason for your divorce?"

"Definitely not, that's my privacy. If you're just asking this, you can leave."

"OK, we respect that. We want to ask for your help in identifying a few people."

"Wait, before that, I want to know, do you know my husband is FBI?"

"Of course, he's the head of the FBI Information Resource Division."

"If you know he's FBI, why are you investigating him? Is he a spy?"

"Why do you think that?"

"Isn't that how it goes in movies? Am I in danger?"

"No, it's not that serious, he's just involved in a case.

Since he's practically one of our own, we want to handle it quietly, rule out his suspicion."

"So why not just ask him directly?"

"You said it, he's FBI.

If he doesn't want to tell us, it's hard to get the truth from him."

"So, you think I'm easy to talk to, that's why you came to me."

"To be precise, compared to a cunning FBI agent, we'd rather talk to an honest, charming lady."

Brittany Winter laughed, "Whether I'm honest doesn't matter, but I do want that bastard to suffer.

OK, ask away."

Luke took out a photo of Hugo and asked, "Ms. Winter, do you know the person in the photo?"

Brittany Winter picked up the photo and examined it carefully, shaking her head, "I don't know him."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Then Luke took out a photo of another kidnapper, Tom, "What about him?"

"I don't know him."

Luke then took out the photo of a Mexican kidnapper.

"I don't know him."

Finally, Luke took out Sofia's photo.

Brittany Winter picked up the photo, raised an eyebrow, bit her lip, and made a humming sound, "I knew he'd meet his downfall because of this bitch."

"You've met her?"

"Yes, I don't know her name, but she's very memorable."

"What's the relationship between Creasy Hoskin and the woman in the photo?"

Brittany Winter sighed deeply and recalled, "Creasy Hoskin liked to invest but always failed, I constantly advised him not to invest, but he never listened.

Our relationship was strained, for a long time I just ignored him.