A retired reincarnator from a certain American film studio

Lu Ke finished speaking.

"have you understood?"

"listen……"

"I understand, or I don't understand."

"……clear!"

"That's good."

Lu Ke clutched his lower back, frowned, got up from the chair, and walked towards the door. After going out, he said to Lucy, who was waiting for him, "Why don't you go back and get the Chinese medicine I put in the cabinet?"

Lucy paused slightly, "Now?"

Lu Ke grunted in agreement, said goodbye to the two police officers at the door, and then walked towards the elevator: "Excessive blood loss has caused fundamental damage, and there is an urgent need for 'strengthening the body'."

His "Strengthening the Foundation and Nourishing the Vitality Soup" was produced by the Autonomous Divine Space.

Well known.

Products made by the Supreme God are guaranteed to be of the highest quality!

soon.

Lu Ke returned to his hospital room alone.

At Luke's insistence, Lucy went to his house to fetch the induction cooker, the boiler for decocting medicine, and the Chinese herbs, as Luke had requested.

After returning to the ward, Lu Ke sat on the sofa, looked at the drizzling rain outside the window, and took out his phone and a business card.

Just before Director Louis left, he gave him his personal business card.

Lu Ke looked at the phone number on the business card and organized his thoughts.

next second.

I dialed Director Louis's number directly.

……

Chapter 48: Wolves Among the Sheep

May 1st.

Labor Day.

Today also marks the day Lu Ke recovered from his injuries and was discharged from the hospital.

In the bathroom.

Lu Ke stood in front of the mirror, looking at himself in the mirror, having taken off his hospital gown and put on a suit.

into the eye.

Under the soft lighting, Lu Ke's reflection in the mirror showed off his exquisitely crafted suit, which perfectly accentuated his straight shoulders and broad chest. The meticulous stitching and impeccable tailoring made it impossible to look away.

This was a gift from Agents Jack, Debbie, and Earl, bought with money they had raised to thank Luke for risking his life to save them that day.

A light gray tie hung elegantly down his chest, contrasting sharply with his dark suit. His leather shoes were shiny and polished, reflecting his image like a mirror.

Putting aside the clothing.

After more than half a month of meticulous treatment in the hospital, his physical condition has once again returned to its peak.

His 1.85-meter height is like a large tree, solid and upright.

His muscles are well-defined but not exaggerated, conveying his strength and confidence.

His deep-set eyes, high nose bridge, and well-defined cheeks, combined with his meticulously groomed beard, exude a unique masculine charm.

If, half a month ago, Lu Ke's face still vaguely resembled his former self...

at the moment.

Completely gone!

Most importantly, there was a golden eagle badge pinned to his waist.

Federal agent badge.

Luke looked at the golden eagle badge on his waist in the mirror, took out his exclusive "Senior Special Agent" badge from his pocket, and smiled slightly.

These credentials and badges were specially delivered by Chief Louis's agents yesterday.

Along with it came a blank informant protection agreement, already signed by Director Louis, which would officially take effect after being sent to the archives and entered into the system.

Luke walked out of the bathroom, put the Glock 19M pistol that was on the hospital bed back into its holster, took one last look at the ward where he had stayed for almost half a month, and then turned and walked out of the ward.

starting today.

He was no longer an undocumented immigrant, but rather, Luke, a senior special agent of the FBI's California office!

next second.

Luke opened the ward door and saw Lucy standing at the door, seemingly about to knock.

"what!"

Lucy stared blankly for a second or two as Luke walked out of the door, dressed in a suit and looking incredibly handsome. Then she came to her senses and said, "Wow, I feel like you look even more handsome in this suit and with that badge."

Luke shrugged: "I'm handsome every day!"

Lucy rolled her eyes at Luke, then happily took his right arm: "Let's go home!"

Lu Ke shook his head: "I'll go downstairs first."

Vince's Ward.

Vince, who was hit at close range by a sniper rifle, survived, but his injuries were much more serious than Luke's, and he is still recovering in a hospital bed.

but……

At this moment, Vince's handcuffs, which had originally symbolized his arrest, were no longer in use.

After Luke walked in, he looked at Vince, who was looking at him, and took out a copy of the informant protection agreement that he had asked Director Louis for. He took out a pen, turned it around, and handed it to Vince: "Sign!"

Under normal circumstances, there is no way he could get the person back from the Los Angeles Police Department.

But Vince's situation is a bit special.

According to the agreement at the time, the case of the Chinese smuggling gang was under the jurisdiction of the Los Angeles Police Department, while the case of the truck robbery was under the jurisdiction of the FBI.

and so……

By procedure, Vince should be with the FBI, not the Los Angeles Police Department.

With this rule in place, Luke, who almost sacrificed himself to save face for the Los Angeles office and is now a great hero, could easily protect an insignificant criminal suspect who was merely an accomplice within his own department.

As for the reason.

It's also easy to find.

Vince was the informant he developed during his undercover work.

Is this reason sufficient?

That was enough for Luke, and for Chief of Staff Louis, Luke's reasoning was sufficient.

Luke was an undercover agent at the time.

Due to the special circumstances, the informant's paperwork can only be completed after the undercover work is finished.

Look.

The logic is perfectly closed.

Vince, whose arm cast had been removed but whose abdomen was still bandaged, took the informant protection agreement from Luke. His eyes were no longer filled with anger, but rather with a somewhat bewildered expression. He signed his name and handed it back to Luke, saying, "Thank you."

Ten days ago, the New York Police Department removed his handcuffs.

the same day.

Upon receiving the news, Mia rushed to visit Vince.

Luke retrieved the informant that Vince had handed back, folded it into thirds again, and put it back in his pocket. He looked at Vince on the hospital bed and chuckled, "We're brothers, no need for thanks. But I'm not planning to give you your informant fee."

I mean this seriously.

According to his original plan, if everything went smoothly, after he completely resolved his identity crisis, Tang would also be cleared of suspicion. Once the storm had passed, he and Tang could continue to do part-time work by transporting trucks.

After all, he needed a lot of money to prepare the T-virus stock solution in order to restart his genetic lock.

But Tang had already fled to Mexico.

The part-time job as a truck driver is also gone.

and so……

Luke needs to find another way to make money quickly.

After all, you can't earn a penny by just working.

correct.

I'm now a senior federal special agent. With that identity, I'd have a real advantage in terms of timing and location when robbing a bank, right?

How about we rob a bank?

Luke's thoughts raced.

Vince couldn't help but chuckle when he heard Luke's nonchalant statement that he wouldn't give him a single penny for being an informant: "Then I won't provide you with any criminal information."

Luke also burst into laughter.

next second.

He bent down and hugged Vince, who was lying in the hospital bed: "Get well soon, my brother!"

Vince hummed in agreement.

Luke got up again and then patted his sleeve, which Vince had just dirtied, with feigned disgust.

Vince gave Luke the middle finger without any hesitation.

Lu Ke smiled slightly and said again, "I'll pick you up when you're discharged." Then he turned around and walked out of the ward.