A retired reincarnation of a certain American film.
Chapter 67 The protagonist team is assembled
Chapter 67 The protagonist team is assembled
Luke raised his eyebrows.
next second.
He pulled over directly, and Jack, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't hold on any longer. He pulled open the door and lowered his head, followed by waves of vomiting sounds.
For a while.
Jack, who leaned back on the passenger seat, was already pale.
Luke was a little confused: "I know you just graduated from the Federal Agent Academy, but I remember there was a course that taught you how to drive fast, right?"
Yes.
The FBI academy not only teaches how to drive fast cars, but also offers courses on fighter jets.
Of course.
Whether you can learn it or not is another matter.
But express trains need to be assessed.
Otherwise, if the suspect is speeding away in his car and the FBI is behind him, it will be like going shopping, and people will see him, and suddenly they will be wasting taxpayers' money.
"Boss."
Jack looked at Luke with a helpless expression: "Although I was assigned to the position of field agent, in fact, I am an internal agent, and Debbie is the serious field agent."
Luke looked suspicious: "Aren't you a field agent?"
Jack shook his head: "After I graduated, Team Leader Bill Kings told me that he didn't need male agents sitting in the office here. He would either let me be a field agent or let me pack up and get out."
Luke took a breath of air: "Is it like this?"
Jack seemed to have thought of something and whispered: "When that Bill Kings was still alive, we didn't like him."
Luke couldn't help but shook his head and smiled: "I think he is a good person."
After all, without Bill Kings thinking.
It is impossible for him to transform directly from a gangster to a senior special agent of the FBI.
What was the treatment like when he came last year?
What kind of treatment is it now?
If you want status, you have status; if you want money, you have status.
15 minute later.
1100 Wilshire Blvd.
The Los Angeles branch of the FBI is located here, in a six-story building with a white exterior.
Diagonally across the street is the Los Angeles County Museum of Art.
Luke pulled the vehicle over, got out of the car, looked up at the white six-story building in front of him, then glanced at the suicide note museum diagonally across the road, and the car museum across the road on the left, and looked at Jack with some curiosity: "Isn't this a nice place? Why would Bill Kings move the Action Team office to Beverly Hills?"
Jack got off the passenger seat, his face still a little pale: "Are you telling the truth?"
Luke nodded.
"of course."
"In Beverly Hills, the credentials of Bill Kings, Senior Agent in Charge, are still very popular, especially among the big-breasted, brainless blond babes who live there."
"……All right."
Jack shrugged and continued: "Besides, he lives in that manor and uses public funds, and the director of our branch has a good relationship with him, so..."
Luke understood and followed Jack towards the Federal Building: "Yes, the branch director, is he his fellow countryman?"
Jack shook his head: "No, he's not a fellow countryman, he just has the same skin color, but the branch director was taken away by people from Washington a month ago."
no way.
Someone has to take the blame for everything.
Whether internally or externally.
Director of the Los Angeles Bureau, you allowed your operations team leader to take everyone out to work, so why the hell are you building a federal building for you?
This is not.
He was completely unlucky because of his fellow tribesmen.
Lu Ke was completely stunned. After saying "Oh", the two of them had almost reached the door of the building and stopped the topic.After all, Bill Kings is dead.
The dead are great.
Luke didn't want to waste time on a dead man anymore. He didn't even care that the dead man wrote down his birthplace in Orange County, Los Angeles, and he didn't even care that Bill Kings set his academic qualifications to a straight line. A setting that I have never attended community college.
Look.
He is quite generous most of the time.
The lobby on the first floor of the building.
Empty and quiet.
Luke took out the ID card that Jack had just handed to him in the car. After swiping the card and entering the first floor of the lobby, he saw at first sight the reception desk of the lobby on the first floor. They were all wearing black suits and business attire, and seemed to be waiting. Debbie and Earl for a long time.
When the two women saw Luke coming in, their eyes lit up and they hurriedly ran up.
One person gave Luke a warm hug.
"Ah, Luke, you are finally discharged from the hospital. It's great." Debbie, who was a little fat as a baby, smiled, with two big dimples appearing on her round face.
Compared to the enthusiastic Debbie, Earl seemed a bit ladylike and formal: "Congratulations, Sir Luke."
Luke smiled slightly, then looked at Debbie, and said quietly: "Jack calls me boss, Earl calls me sir, but you, Debbie, are not even willing to call me sir."
Debbie looked at Jack in surprise, and finally said to Earl: "Didn't you agree to give Luke a surprise, and you betrayed me like this?"
Luke raised his eyebrows: "What a surprise."
Debbie was stunned for a moment and looked at Luke: "The three of us did it to you. You don't know, so what did you mean by what you just said?"
Fucked with me?
It seems oh.
It seems that the senior special agent has a follower.
wrong.
It should be said that he is a team member.
Jack, who was slightly shorter and thinner than Luke, covered his forehead speechlessly after hearing Debbie's words.
Earl also sighed and looked at Debbie: "What Luke just said is a classic line from the movie The Godfather. By the way, every time I call you, aren't you at home watching a movie? , and you invited me, you haven’t watched such a classic movie, then what are you watching at home?”
Debbie was stunned, blinked her eyes, her tone was a little panicked, and her eyes were lying: "I prefer watching action movies."
Jack rolled his eyes after hearing this, not embarrassed to point it out.
Earl was stunned: "An action movie. Although The Godfather is a gangster movie, it also has action scenes. You haven't seen this?"
Debbie quickly changed the topic and said to Luke: "Luke, please go up quickly. Director Lewis is already waiting for you in the team leader's office."
talking.
Debbie was afraid that Earl would ask questions, so she volunteered and told Luke that she would lead the way.
Earl looked at Debbie who pulled Luke and ran towards the elevator. He frowned and looked at Jack: "I remember that you and Debbie were students at the same time. What action movies does she like to watch?"
Jack looked at Earl thoughtfully: "Debbie invited you to watch a movie at her house?"
Earl nodded: "Yes, several times, but three times, I was working overtime."
Jack's expression instantly became extremely serious, reminding Earl.
"Listen to my advice. Next time Debbie invites you, don't go when you have time."
"……why?"
"no reason."
Jack shook his head. He didn't dare to say the real reason. After all, Debbie threatened him when he was in the academy. If he dared to say it, she would report it to the internal affairs department and accuse him of discrimination. Therefore, he could only remind Earl in a subtle way.
"Anyway, don't go!"
"..."
(End of this chapter)
Luke raised his eyebrows.
next second.
He pulled over directly, and Jack, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't hold on any longer. He pulled open the door and lowered his head, followed by waves of vomiting sounds.
For a while.
Jack, who leaned back on the passenger seat, was already pale.
Luke was a little confused: "I know you just graduated from the Federal Agent Academy, but I remember there was a course that taught you how to drive fast, right?"
Yes.
The FBI academy not only teaches how to drive fast cars, but also offers courses on fighter jets.
Of course.
Whether you can learn it or not is another matter.
But express trains need to be assessed.
Otherwise, if the suspect is speeding away in his car and the FBI is behind him, it will be like going shopping, and people will see him, and suddenly they will be wasting taxpayers' money.
"Boss."
Jack looked at Luke with a helpless expression: "Although I was assigned to the position of field agent, in fact, I am an internal agent, and Debbie is the serious field agent."
Luke looked suspicious: "Aren't you a field agent?"
Jack shook his head: "After I graduated, Team Leader Bill Kings told me that he didn't need male agents sitting in the office here. He would either let me be a field agent or let me pack up and get out."
Luke took a breath of air: "Is it like this?"
Jack seemed to have thought of something and whispered: "When that Bill Kings was still alive, we didn't like him."
Luke couldn't help but shook his head and smiled: "I think he is a good person."
After all, without Bill Kings thinking.
It is impossible for him to transform directly from a gangster to a senior special agent of the FBI.
What was the treatment like when he came last year?
What kind of treatment is it now?
If you want status, you have status; if you want money, you have status.
15 minute later.
1100 Wilshire Blvd.
The Los Angeles branch of the FBI is located here, in a six-story building with a white exterior.
Diagonally across the street is the Los Angeles County Museum of Art.
Luke pulled the vehicle over, got out of the car, looked up at the white six-story building in front of him, then glanced at the suicide note museum diagonally across the road, and the car museum across the road on the left, and looked at Jack with some curiosity: "Isn't this a nice place? Why would Bill Kings move the Action Team office to Beverly Hills?"
Jack got off the passenger seat, his face still a little pale: "Are you telling the truth?"
Luke nodded.
"of course."
"In Beverly Hills, the credentials of Bill Kings, Senior Agent in Charge, are still very popular, especially among the big-breasted, brainless blond babes who live there."
"……All right."
Jack shrugged and continued: "Besides, he lives in that manor and uses public funds, and the director of our branch has a good relationship with him, so..."
Luke understood and followed Jack towards the Federal Building: "Yes, the branch director, is he his fellow countryman?"
Jack shook his head: "No, he's not a fellow countryman, he just has the same skin color, but the branch director was taken away by people from Washington a month ago."
no way.
Someone has to take the blame for everything.
Whether internally or externally.
Director of the Los Angeles Bureau, you allowed your operations team leader to take everyone out to work, so why the hell are you building a federal building for you?
This is not.
He was completely unlucky because of his fellow tribesmen.
Lu Ke was completely stunned. After saying "Oh", the two of them had almost reached the door of the building and stopped the topic.After all, Bill Kings is dead.
The dead are great.
Luke didn't want to waste time on a dead man anymore. He didn't even care that the dead man wrote down his birthplace in Orange County, Los Angeles, and he didn't even care that Bill Kings set his academic qualifications to a straight line. A setting that I have never attended community college.
Look.
He is quite generous most of the time.
The lobby on the first floor of the building.
Empty and quiet.
Luke took out the ID card that Jack had just handed to him in the car. After swiping the card and entering the first floor of the lobby, he saw at first sight the reception desk of the lobby on the first floor. They were all wearing black suits and business attire, and seemed to be waiting. Debbie and Earl for a long time.
When the two women saw Luke coming in, their eyes lit up and they hurriedly ran up.
One person gave Luke a warm hug.
"Ah, Luke, you are finally discharged from the hospital. It's great." Debbie, who was a little fat as a baby, smiled, with two big dimples appearing on her round face.
Compared to the enthusiastic Debbie, Earl seemed a bit ladylike and formal: "Congratulations, Sir Luke."
Luke smiled slightly, then looked at Debbie, and said quietly: "Jack calls me boss, Earl calls me sir, but you, Debbie, are not even willing to call me sir."
Debbie looked at Jack in surprise, and finally said to Earl: "Didn't you agree to give Luke a surprise, and you betrayed me like this?"
Luke raised his eyebrows: "What a surprise."
Debbie was stunned for a moment and looked at Luke: "The three of us did it to you. You don't know, so what did you mean by what you just said?"
Fucked with me?
It seems oh.
It seems that the senior special agent has a follower.
wrong.
It should be said that he is a team member.
Jack, who was slightly shorter and thinner than Luke, covered his forehead speechlessly after hearing Debbie's words.
Earl also sighed and looked at Debbie: "What Luke just said is a classic line from the movie The Godfather. By the way, every time I call you, aren't you at home watching a movie? , and you invited me, you haven’t watched such a classic movie, then what are you watching at home?”
Debbie was stunned, blinked her eyes, her tone was a little panicked, and her eyes were lying: "I prefer watching action movies."
Jack rolled his eyes after hearing this, not embarrassed to point it out.
Earl was stunned: "An action movie. Although The Godfather is a gangster movie, it also has action scenes. You haven't seen this?"
Debbie quickly changed the topic and said to Luke: "Luke, please go up quickly. Director Lewis is already waiting for you in the team leader's office."
talking.
Debbie was afraid that Earl would ask questions, so she volunteered and told Luke that she would lead the way.
Earl looked at Debbie who pulled Luke and ran towards the elevator. He frowned and looked at Jack: "I remember that you and Debbie were students at the same time. What action movies does she like to watch?"
Jack looked at Earl thoughtfully: "Debbie invited you to watch a movie at her house?"
Earl nodded: "Yes, several times, but three times, I was working overtime."
Jack's expression instantly became extremely serious, reminding Earl.
"Listen to my advice. Next time Debbie invites you, don't go when you have time."
"……why?"
"no reason."
Jack shook his head. He didn't dare to say the real reason. After all, Debbie threatened him when he was in the academy. If he dared to say it, she would report it to the internal affairs department and accuse him of discrimination. Therefore, he could only remind Earl in a subtle way.
"Anyway, don't go!"
"..."
(End of this chapter)
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