A retired reincarnator from a certain American film studio

Jack's expression instantly turned extremely serious as he reminded Earl.

"Take my advice: next time Debbie invites you, don't go, even if you have the time."

"……Why?"

"no reason."

Jack shook his head. He dared not say the real reason. After all, back at the academy, Debbie had threatened him that if he dared to speak, she would report him to the internal affairs department for alleged discrimination. Therefore, he could only subtly remind Earl.

In short, don't go!

"..."

Chapter 68 Title: "Tough Guy Agent"

In the elevator.

Debbie knew that Luke had been undercover since being recruited by Bill Kings and had never been to the Federal Building, so she gave Luke a crash course on the building.

"The lobby is on the first floor, and the external press liaison office is also on the first floor."

"The second floor is the administration and archives floor. The administration is on the left and the archives are on the right. The administrative supervisor, Manning, is very easy to talk to."

"The fourth floor is the finance floor, and they're quite easy to talk to."

"The fifth floor is the internal affairs floor. Look at the elevator on the far right of the elevator lobby. That's their private elevator. They don't talk to us much. I guess they know they're a bunch of annoying people."

"The sixth floor is the office of the director and deputy director, but now the director and deputy director have been taken away by the Washington State Department of Internal Affairs. The Louis State Director has been in the director's office these days."

"Our task force is on the third floor. There are three groups in total, but right now, there are only four of us left in the entire task force."

Debbie looked a little sad when she got to this last point.

This is a sad story.

But it's a story that could have been avoided.

Debbie couldn't help but curse, "That damn Bill Kings, that guy has no right to be the operations director."

Jack shrugged and said, "There's nothing we can do. The director and deputy director were his closest... relatives."

Earl looked at Debbie: "I heard from Rachel in administration that Washington doesn't plan to classify Bill Kings as having died in the line of duty."

Debbie's eyes lit up.

"really?"

"Ah."

Earl nodded, his face serious: "You forgot, Rachel's uncle works in administration at the Washington headquarters, almost certainly."

Debbie looked somewhat excited.

next second.

Her expression became somewhat tense once again.

"What about the others?"

"Died in the line of duty!"

Earl said, "Bill Kings was in charge, and he has to take full responsibility for this. That's why he's dead. If he hadn't, I estimate he would have been sent to Guantanamo Bay to spend the rest of his life."

Because of this guy's selfishness, he moved the entire action team's office to some run-down estate in Beverly Hills.

As a result, they were almost wiped out by a group of low-level gangsters.

Fortunately, there was Luke; otherwise, the entire California precinct would have become a laughing stock that even God would find hilarious.

Because of this.

That's why Luke's ascension was so rapid.

The elevator stopped on the sixth floor.

Ding!

Open the door.

Luke saw a blonde woman wearing a light blue dress, looking just like a secretary, standing in front of the elevator with a smile on her face and holding some documents.

Upon seeing the only Asian face in the elevator, the blonde secretary smiled and extended her hand: "Hello, Agent Luke, Rebecca, the director's secretary, he is already waiting for you in his office."

Director's Secretary.

Luke stopped scrutinizing the blonde secretary's somewhat delicate face and, after shaking hands, greeted her with a casual "hello."

Jack, Debbie, and Earl, standing behind him, pointed to a large lounge not far away, indicating that they were waiting for Luke there.

Luke nodded, then looked at the director's secretary, Rebecca.

With a beaming smile, Rebecca, wearing her sky-high heels, led Luke to the director's office, which occupied almost one-eighth of the entire floor.

Push the door open and enter.

Rebecca said to Chief Louis, who was standing in what appeared to be a large hall of about 80 square meters, in front of a row of floor-to-ceiling windows, admiring the art museum building across the street, with his back to the two of them, "Chief, Luke is here."

Director Louis, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, turned around and his gaze fell on Luke's face at the door. The moment his face, which was originally serious and unsmiling, was filled with a smile.

Rebecca turned and nodded to Luke before leaving the office and returning to the secretary's office next door.

"Hahaha!"

"Director."

Chief Louis laughed, raised his hand, and punched Luke's shoulder twice. Looking at Luke, who remained unmoved, he nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, you're recovering quickly. I heard you were just discharged from the hospital yesterday and couldn't wait to go and capture that bomber?"

Lu Ke was about to speak.

But he knew that Director Louis, who was in front of him, liked to interrupt others.

and so……

Luke chose to wait until Director Louis had nothing more to say before speaking.

really.

After Director Louis finished speaking, he looked at Luke with even more admiration and nodded repeatedly: "That's right, I've read the newspapers these days, especially yesterday's and today's. The FBI in Los Angeles, tough guy agent."

Luke was slightly taken aback: "What tough-guy agent?"

Well known.

He didn't like reading newspapers, and neither did Mia, Letty, and Brian.

Did the Los Angeles newspapers write about him?

What did you write?

"You didn't know?" Director Louis asked, somewhat surprised.

Luke certainly wouldn't admit that he doesn't read newspapers, but instead said, "I'm busy with Jack and the others looking for clues about that bomber."

Upon hearing this, Director Louis admired Luke even more.

Although he has fair skin.

But Chief Louis was the kind of person who rose through the ranks from trainee agent to seniority, so in his eyes, he only saw ability, not skin color.

And Lu Ke...

This proved his ability, and he even single-handedly saved the Los Angeles branch from the brink of disaster.

Regardless, two months ago, Luke fought to the bitter end and rescued three agents, preventing the Los Angeles police unit from being wiped out by the gang and becoming a laughing stock.

Or perhaps a month ago, Luke, surrounded by numerous police officers, calmly followed the bomber's instructions and shot himself without hesitation in order to save his girlfriend, even staging another dramatic rescue.

And yesterday too.

Lu Ke may not have paid attention, but in fact, the scene of Lu Ke jumping from the edge of the roof and knocking down Chen Huaxing's flying knife in mid-air was captured by a media outlet, and then it was dug up. Lu Ke was discharged from the hospital at nine o'clock yesterday morning and arrived at the scene at ten o'clock.

This is not.

The Beverly Hills newspaper dubbed Luke a tough guy because he was also a senior special agent for the FBI.

and so!

Lu Kexi got a nickname.

Tough guy detective!

Director Louis was also in a very good mood.

After all, he originally thought that the Los Angeles media, which are known for their love of gossip, would write long articles for three consecutive months about how their action team was almost wiped out.

The results of it?

Luke single-handedly turned the tide and informed the Los Angeles media.

The FBI has plenty of strong people.

And he's a tough-guy detective!

……

Chapter 69 The martial world is more than just fighting and killing

What is most important in the 21st century?

Talent!

For any law enforcement agency that requires a strong and decisive approach, talent is of paramount importance.

no doubt.

Lu Ke is that kind of talent.

"This case originally belonged to the ATF and LAPD."

After Chief Louis invited Luke to sit on the leather sofa, he took out a whiskey and two glasses that he had specially brought from the Sacramento branch office from the liquor cabinet, sat down on the sofa to the side, poured the drinks and looked at Luke: "Because from a realistic point of view, the Los Angeles branch's action team was almost wiped out, and there are not enough people to intervene in this case. Here!"

As he spoke, Director Louis handed Luke the whiskey he had poured.

"Thank you."