A retired reincarnator from a certain American film studio

"it is good."

Rachel glanced at the time on her watch: "And what about you?"

Luke replied, "Go home."

He had already planned to use these two days to pay for and purchase the raw materials he had already selected.

So Luke needs to find a place to receive these things.

For example, a warehouse that almost no one goes to.

Luke planned to go back and have Jack check if there were any similar warehouses among the assets seized by the FBI.

but……

Plans can't keep up with changes.

After dropping Rachel off, Luke was about to head back when he received a call from Pan Ning. After hanging up, he turned right and went back to the Federal Building.

Sixth floor.

Director's Office.

Luke pried it open and pushed it aside. Looking at Pan Ning, who was standing in front of the French windows, gazing at the scenery of San Lodo with his back to him, he joked, "If you weren't a bit more muscular than Director Louis, I would have thought it was Director Louis standing over there from that back view."

He remembered that Pan Ning had once teased him about whether he was Director Louis's illegitimate son.

Luke assured him that he was definitely not.

After all, his skin color speaks for itself.

But Pan Ning...

Who knows.

Pan Ning naturally understood the teasing in Lu Ke's words, and turned around speechlessly: "You just got off your vacation, and you're here as the Assistant Director of Operations. I was just thinking about how to start the conversation with you, but you've already given me a hard time. What, do you think the position of Assistant Director of Operations is too lowly, and you're planning to usurp the position?"

Luke sat down directly on the sofa.

"Usurpation sounds terrible. Why don't you abdicate yourself?"

“If we don’t handle this matter well, not only me, but both of us will have to step down.”

Ignoring Lu Ke's teasing, Pan Ning said seriously, then walked to his desk and dialed the phone: "Amy, bring in two cups of coffee."

A soft female voice came from the phone: "Okay, Director."

Lu Ke, who had just sat down on the sofa, raised an eyebrow and looked at Pan Ning, who was walking towards the sofa.

"Amy?"

"The secretary we hired a few days ago."

"Oh!"

Lu Ke gave a meaningful "oh".

Pan Ning looked at Lu Ke expressionlessly: "Amy is Michelle's cousin."

Lu Ke instantly dropped the meaningful smile on his face and switched to a look of infinite sympathy plus a little bit of schadenfreude as he looked at Pan Ning: "I express my deepest sympathy for you."

My wife's cousin works as a secretary.

Is she here to be a secretary?

This is clearly someone who came here to act as Pan Ning's personal surveillance camera.

after awhile.

The office door was pushed open, and a blonde beauty who looked about 70% like Pan Ning's wife Michelle, with an equally beautiful figure, walked in carrying two cups of coffee.

"Director."

"Director Lu Ke."

"Thank you."

Luke took the coffee Amy offered and said thank you.

Amy stared intently at Luke, the West Coast superhero and tough agent who sat on the sofa, dressed in a suit and tie, and whose presence alone was enough to rival that of Tony Stark, the Iron Man, a superhero from the East Coast. Then she winked at her brother-in-law, Pan Ning, who was sitting next to her.

Pan Ning had no choice but to introduce Amy to Lu Ke.

Amy shook hands with Luke, and after obtaining Luke's contact information under the pretext of work, she turned and left the office satisfied.

Lu Ke watched Amy skip out the door, then looked away at Pan Ning, whose expression was full of helplessness, and said with a smile, "Amy is very lively."

Pan Ning sighed: "I just graduated from the University of Michigan last month. Michelle's idea is to let me train here for half a year or a year, and after I have a resume, I can go to the District Attorney's office."

Luke nodded.

The freedom of the federation has never been true freedom, but rather the freedom of the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak.

This also means that his fairness is based on the principle of the survival of the fittest.

Even for something as simple as employment, while others might have to struggle to pass the district attorney's exam, Amy, with her resume as the secretary to the FBI director in Los Santos, could easily knock on the door of the district attorney's office.

“Michelle only has one cousin, and she watched her grow up, so they have always had a very good relationship.”

Pan Ning said one more thing, then drank a cup of coffee, and steered the conversation back to the real reason why he had called Lu Ke back: "We're in trouble."

Lu Ke leaned back on the sofa, looking at Pan Ning with a slight frown.

"I know you just said that on the phone, but you haven't told me what the trouble is yet."

"Did you hand over the bank robbery case to the Sentinel Special Service yesterday?"

"Yes."

Luke nodded: "Those cases, no matter how you look at them, seem exactly like something a mutant with special abilities would do by sneaking into a vault. The Sentinel Special Operations team just happened to come knocking, so I had no reason to hold back the case from them."

The Sentinel Special Service handles cases related to mutants.

Furthermore, in cases involving mutants, the Sentinel Secret Service has jurisdiction over any federal law enforcement agency.

Of course.

If Lu Ke were to forcefully refuse to give it to them, that would be fine too.

But it is not necessary.

Luke had no past grudges or recent conflicts with the Sentinel Special Service, and the bank case had nothing to do with him. There was no need for Luke to offend the Sentinel Special Service for such an insignificant case.

His name is Lu Ke, not Long Aotian.

As Lu Ke spoke, he looked at the expression on Pan Ning's face and raised an eyebrow.

"What, is there something wrong with this case?"

"Chief Louis just called to ask about the case."

Pan Ning looked at Lu Ke with a serious expression: "The Sentinel Special Service reportedly became aware of this case because of a bank robbery in Atlanta?"

Luke nodded: "Yes, when that senior Sentinel Jason Turner came to hand over the duties, I asked him about it, and it seems that their supervisor's safe in the bank vault was stolen."

Pan Ning's expression was strange.

"Do you know what that manager put in the safe?"

"..."

Chapter 139 The Thief Who Took What He Shouldn't Have Taken (Third Update, Please Subscribe!)

These words...

It contains content.

That's a lot of content.

Upon hearing Pan Ning's words, Lu Ke looked up, his gaze instantly falling on Pan Ning's face.

into the eye.

Three parts speechless, three parts surprised, three parts shocked, and one part bewildered.

obviously.

Pan Ning knew what was in the sentry supervisor's safe, and it seemed he had only recently found out.

Lu Ke settled himself in.

After all, you have to sit and listen to gossip.

"what."

"It's enough to get Chief Louis to call and tell us to find the bank thief's things at all costs."

"hiss!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Ke immediately had a guess in his mind and looked at Pan Ning: "That so-called Sentinel Supervisor has some secrets that Director Louis is hiding."

Pan Ning opened his mouth.

next second.

Pan Ning got up, walked to the door, and locked the door completely from the inside with a click. Then she sat back down on the sofa, looked at Lu Ke, and lowered her voice.

"I do not know."

"..."

Lu Ke, who had been prepared to listen to the gossip, looked at Pan Ning with a speechless expression.

Damn Fuck.

You don't know, you're being so mysterious.

Seeing Lu Ke's expression, which was about to erupt in anger, Pan Ning quickly reached out and pressed down on him, then lowered his voice and said, "But just now, using the resources at my disposal, I inquired about it. Guess what the relationship is between this sentry supervisor who lost his things and our director?"

Lu Ke shook his head: "I don't know."

He didn't even know the name of the sentry in charge who lost the item.

Pan Ning lowered his voice.

"This sentry supervisor is our chief's ex-wife."