A retired reincarnator from a certain American film studio

Brian suddenly realized, nodded, and then looked at Luke: "Let's go, that corrupt FBI supervisor wants to see you."

Lu Ke raised an eyebrow.

Chapter 34 The Unreliable Brian

Built in the 1950s, it is said to be a manor house built by Eddie Fisher for Elizabeth Taylor.

After Luke got out of the car with Brian, he looked around at the mansion in front of him.

"Wow, this place is really beautiful, it must be worth a lot of money."

"This……"

"These are assets seized by the FBI, and theoretically, they shouldn't require any money!"

A middle-aged, balding man, wearing a white shirt, tie, and glasses, with fair skin, walked out and extended his hand to Luke in a friendly manner: "Ted Gasner, Deputy Director of Operations, FBI Los Angeles Office."

Luke smiled and shook hands: "Luke, you must be a trainee agent at the FBI's Los Angeles office?"

Gassner smiled and said, "Of course, let's go in and take a look?"

Luke shrugged.

next second.

He had just followed Brian and Gasner inside when he was stopped by a man wearing sunglasses, with a police badge and a pistol at his waist.

Was there a third person?

You weren't telling the truth, kid.

Luke looked at Brian.

Brian frowned and said, "Shit, Mousse, and Luke are our own people."

Mousse, who was also an FBI agent but mainly responsible for security, said, "Sorry, my supervisor instructed that everyone who comes in, no matter who they are, must be checked."

Brian frowned deeply.

Luke smiled, opened his arms, and looked at the agent named Mousse: "Okay, I know the rules."

Without saying a word, Mousse reached out and touched Luke.

next second.

There was a clang.

A wrench fell from Luke's clothes to the ground.

Mousse was slightly taken aback, just as she was about to pick it up.

moment.

The clanging and banging sounded like raindrops hitting the floor.

Phillips head screwdriver, box screwdriver, small wrench, large wrench, spark plug...

Soon.

At Luke's feet lay a pile of things that a professional auto mechanic would frequently use.

Mousse couldn't help but take off her sunglasses.

Garners, who was standing next to Brian, also saw this scene and was somewhat surprised.

Brian, upon seeing the wrench, seemed to realize something, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Lu Ke, on the other hand, looked perfectly normal. He shrugged at the surprised-looking Mu Si, apologized, and then explained, "As everyone knows, my disguised identity is that of a car mechanic, so it's normal to have these things."

Mousse thought about it and agreed. He nodded, then searched Luke's waist and found an M9 pistol. After confirming that there were no other dangerous items on him, he stood aside and gave permission to pass.

Seeing this, Garnas pointed to the building opposite the exquisite little bridge in the courtyard.

"Let's go."

"it is good."

Luke lifted his foot again and followed Brian. After crossing the small bridge, he whispered, "This Mousse, does he know me?"

Brian shook his head: "I don't know."

Lu Ke responded with an "oh".

He said he didn't believe Brian.

Forget it.

A hail of bullets.

Two deaths are still deaths.

Even if three people die, it's still death.

It's always better to be prepared than to plan ahead!

Luke thought to himself, then followed Brian and Garnas, who was walking ahead, into the house. Inside, he saw more than a dozen computers and more than a dozen federal agents sitting in front of them.

WTF?

One question mark after another unconsciously appeared on Lu Ke's head.

Hey!

Brian!

Luke looked at Brian expressionlessly.

These are the three you were talking about?

A new Agent Mousse has just appeared, and Luke says he can accept it.

But right now?

How come a dozen or so agents suddenly appeared?

Damn it. Under a hail of bullets, it doesn't matter if three or four die.

But if everyone here suddenly dies, leaving him the only one alive, even a fool would know something's wrong.

Brian seemed to receive Luke's glance, and then shook his head imperceptibly.

This indicates that these people did not know his true identity.

Luke's gaze swept over the dozen or so federal agents working at their computers in the lobby.

His gaze met that of several federal agents in mid-air.

next second.

Luke made his own judgment.

These people, it seems, indeed did not know his true identity.

at this time.

A nearby cubicle was pushed open, and a muscular, dark-skinned man in casual clothes came into view.

This man is none other than Bill Kings, the Chief of Operations and Superintendent of the FBI's Los Angeles, California office!

"coming."

The manager, seeing Lu Ke appear behind him, raised his chin familiarly and waved to Lu Ke: "Lu, come in quickly, we've been waiting for you."

The federal agents in the office couldn't help but glance at Luke a few more times when they saw how enthusiastic their supervisor was.

As Luke was the last to enter the room, he happened to hear Chacha's whispers coming from outside just as the door closed.

"We have an East Asian agent in our office. How come I didn't know? Doesn't Kings hate East Asians?"

"do not know."

"I did hear yesterday that there is indeed a new undercover agent in our office."

"It must be him."

"An undercover agent? Wow, really?"

"He's so handsome."

Ok.

These people truly did not know his real identity.

That's fine.

Luke thought to himself, then looked at Bill Kings, who was gesturing for him to sit down, nodded, pulled out a chair next to Brian, and sat down.

Bill Kings didn't waste any more words.

Get to the point.

“I’m very satisfied with yesterday’s gift. Brian told me about your request. Sure, no problem, I can fulfill it. Dismantling a human smuggling network that has been operating in Los Angeles for many years is a merit that can indeed upgrade your rank from A1 to A2, from trainee agent to full agent.”

The FBI has nineteen levels.

A1 is the lowest.

D4 is the highest.

The director of the FBI is at the D4 level, while his deputy, the senior executive deputy director, is at the D3 level, the director of operations is at the D2 level, and the director of administration is at the D1 level.

The chiefs of state bureaus are at the C4 level, while the supervisors are at the C3 level.

The heads of local branch offices are at the B4 level, while the heads of operations and administration are at the B3 level.

For example, Bill Kings in front of us is at the B3 level.

His deputy, this Ganas, is at the B2 level.

Grade A, even A4, are all for doing the work.

As for the FBI director sitting in Washington, D.C., frequently appearing on television and in interviews…

That thing is definitely a mascot.

If a president comes along, he can easily appoint an ordinary person as a bureau chief.