Upon hearing the question raised by Vireness, Luo An's heart eased up a bit; it seemed that it was just a routine inquiry, and the FBI high-ups didn't truly harbor doubts about his identity.
After a bit of thought, it made sense—Luo An Greenwood came from an unblemished background, a standard descendant of a middle-class American family.
The life histories of his parents and himself were clear and verifiable, the taxes due were...
...presumably all paid without omission.
Moreover, Luo An Greenwood had never come into contact with suspicious foreigners from a young age, making him seem like a qualified supporter of the American government.
Therefore, Luo An was not at all panicked; he tilted his head, stretched out his hand towards the business cards on her desk, and asked:
"May I take one?"
Vireness nodded, and Luo An stood up, took a business card between two fingers, and then flicked it hard towards a calendar in the corner of the office!
Thwack—
