A retired reincarnator from a certain American film studio

It's important to understand that even though Director Louis knew that the deputy director who would be parachuted in a few days was specifically targeting Luke, he only urged Luke to clean up his mess and never considered helping Luke confront Washington.

Because this is a way of playing within the rules of the game.

Even if you parachute in a deputy director just because you're here for Lu Ke, it's fine.

Because, nominally, even if Luke really lost and someone found something to use against him, it would still have happened within California.

But this guy actually used a double-dealing tactic, bringing in an Internal Affairs agent from the Department of Justice and going to Los Angeles to conduct cross-regional law enforcement.

Ha ha.

If they had just arrested Luke, that would have been fine.

Although such cross-regional enforcement would also anger Chief Louis, he would definitely not continue to protect Luke. Instead, he would cleanly and decisively abandon Luke, and in accordance with Washington's wishes, shift all the responsibility onto Luke's shoulders.

Unfortunately, all the internal affairs agents who came were dead.

That's a different story.

The most important thing.

Luke gave Chief Louis a perfect, reasonable excuse, one that could even be used to establish a friendship with House Whip Francis Underwood.

This is enough.

As for the rest, what evidence, what truth?

None of these matters.

He had even already foreseen the news of the death of the White House staffer who was trying to avenge his nephew or son, which would come out tomorrow or the day after.

That guy sent the Department of Justice's Internal Affairs Division to Los Angeles to find him.

Luke returned the greeting in kind.

Director Louis, who rushed to Washington tonight, is there specifically to visit him.

Ding!

Luke's glass clinked against Director Pan Ning's glass in mid-air.

next second.

The two men downed their whiskey in one gulp.

Lu Ke put down his glass, stood up, and looked at Pan Ning: "Nothing's wrong, I'm going back to the hospital first. Rachel is helping to look after my sister at the hospital."

Too many lies.

Don't know why.

Luke felt that he was getting more and more comfortable saying Lorna Dane as his sister.

Moreover, this matter is basically over.

It's highly likely that Lorma Dis is not going to make it. I just don't know if he'll drown in his bathtub at home or commit suicide in his garage out of guilt.

Pan Ning looked at Lu Ke, who was about to take his leave, and nodded: "Okay."

Luke turned and walked towards the door.

"correct."

Pan Ning suddenly remembered something and looked at Lu Ke: "By the way, Lu Ke, you know Brian O'Connor, right?"

Lu Ke turned to look at Pan Ning.

"Of course he's my friend, so what?"

"He's been making quite a splash in Myrme lately."

"..."

Chapter 125 Brian of LeBron (Fourth update, please subscribe!!)

Luke, who had originally intended to leave and return to the hospital, finally sat back down on the sofa after hearing Pan Ning's joke about Brian O'Connor.

"Are you showing off?"

"He and his friends, over several days, raised a bridge in Myrme, just to add a tiny bit of excitement to their underground racing."

"..."

Luke was silent for a moment, then looked at Pan Ning: "Actually, my relationship with Brian O'Connor isn't as good as I just said."

After all, his friendship level with Brian has dropped to only 70%, which is just two points away from the danger zone.

Pan Ning shook his head and laughed, "You misunderstood me. I wanted to ask, what about Brian O'Connor? Is he reliable?"

Luke paused for a moment, looked at Pan Ning, and said truthfully, "Putting aside the undercover work, Brian O'Connor is a reliable person."

Pan Ning frowned.

"What if I went undercover?"

"That depends on whether the mob boss in the organization you sent him to infiltrate has a sister. If he does, congratulations, the chances of him betraying you are as high as 99%."

He didn't exaggerate; he was telling the whole truth.

After all, Brian has a history of this kind of thing.

Pan Ning frowned and said, "What if there's a woman inside, and she's the mistress of a triad boss?"

Lu Ke raised an eyebrow: "Then it's fine, as long as that woman isn't the sister of a mafia boss. What, you're planning to use him?"

Pan Ning shook his head: "It's Myrme's old partner, now the FBI Director. Before I came here, we had been investigating a money laundering group that used a foreign trade company as a front, but after investigating for a while, we hadn't made any progress. Yesterday, when our people were keeping watch, they unexpectedly discovered Brian O'Connor and came to me, asking me to help inquire in Los Angeles whether this person could be used."

Lu Ke smiled without any hesitation.

“It’s possible, as long as you make sure that the mob boss doesn’t have a pretty sister, I can vouch for Brian’s character.”

"That's enough."

Pan Ning smiled slightly, then gestured to Lu Ke to wait a moment, and directly called his old partner in Myrme in front of Lu Ke.

soon.

The call is connected.

"Pan Ning".

"The people are all fine, let's get started."

"it is good!"

Just as Washington D.C. is three hours ahead of Los Angeles, Myrme is also three hours ahead of Los Angeles.

At 11 p.m., an underground car race had just ended on the streets of Meyer.

Brian O'Connor, who had been on vacation for half a month after coming from Los Angeles to Meyer Denver, was enjoying another championship moment with his hot girlfriend Mia in his arms.

"Why don't we settle down here?"

"why?"

"I like here."

Brian O'Connor, basking in the admiration of underground racers from all directions, smiled broadly at Mia and said, "Everyone here speaks so nicely, I love it here."

Mia rolled her eyes: "You think that since my brother and Luke aren't here, you can enjoy the joy of being number one, right?"

She knew perfectly well why Brian had been so irritable lately.

After all, when he was at home, Brian had already given up on even the thought of being number one, no, number two.

Because Lu Ke, who is in first place, is almost as unshakable as Tang, who is in second place.

Brian can only ever manage to get third place.

but……

In underground racing, there's only a first place, maybe a second, but what the hell is a third place?

and so.

Brian experienced a joyful adoration in Myrme that he had never felt in Los Angeles.

Mia mercilessly exposed Brian's little scheme.

Brian's smile froze instantly.

at this time.

A familiar alarm blared.

next second.

The streets instantly descended into chaos.

"Shet!"

"It's the cops."

"Run!"

The revelry was instantly interrupted by the sound of sirens and flashing lights, which seemed to come from all directions, just like in Los Angeles.

Brian snapped out of his daze and quickly grabbed Mia, running towards his car.

boarding.

The accelerator was floored.

ten minutes later.

He and Mia were unfortunately arrested.

"Shet!"

Sitting in the car, Brian looked at the police officers surrounding him and couldn't help but slap the steering wheel.

Markham of the FBI's Myrme Unit, holding the EMP gun he had just fired at Brian's car, walked to the front of the vehicle. Looking at Brian, who was sitting motionless with his hands neatly placed on the steering wheel, he confirmed, "Brian O'Connor?"

Brian looked at Markham and nodded: "It's me."

Markham didn't speak, but took out his phone from his pocket and dialed Panning's number: "We've found Brian O'Connor."