A retired reincarnator from a certain American film studio

After all, the main god brought in reincarnators to cultivate qualified "leeks" (victims), not to bring them in so that Lu Ke could uproot them.

From then on, Luke became a lone wolf.

When playing team fights, Lu Ke would also gang up on a group of people on the other side.

to be frank.

When Lu Ke was doing raids, he looked at other teams and felt a little envious of how they were so loving, united, and helpful.

Because they have companions.

Unlike him, after completing his mission and returning to his "Lone Wolf Squad" space, he had no companions, only dozens of wives who, upon seeing him return, clung to him, determined to drain him dry.

This is a sad story.

But this is not the point.

What Lu Ke was trying to say was that when he was working in the Main God Space, he was a lone wolf. Now that he's retired and has no pressure to survive, he wants to try the joy of teaming up with his companions.

In a word.

I'm retired now, I can do whatever I want.

If Jack, Debbie, and Earl were in the Main God Space, they would just be cannon fodder for a one-day trip.

but……

Luke chose his companions without having overly high requirements.

because of him!

Everyone is an enemy of our country!

It's okay if your companion lacks strength; just be loyal to him.

Jack, Debbie, and Earl are a perfect match; they all have the foundation for loyalty.

This can be seen from the fact that during his two months of hospitalization, these three people would visit him almost every day.

and so……

Lu Ke plans to train him.

Let's start with Jack.

Jack has a poor mental fortitude, bad shooting skills, and bad driving skills, but that's okay. Luke has plenty of ways to help Jack grow as quickly as possible.

Moreover, Jack is a man, which makes him more suitable to create a public image for the company.

At that time...

If a new employee joins the team, Jack can perfectly assist them and become a qualified senior employee.

Wait a moment.

Hey!

I've become a supreme god?

Lu Ke blinked.

"what about me."

Just as Luke suddenly had the illusion that "the supreme god is actually myself," Debbie's eyes lit up, and she raised her right hand: "I request to go and move ammunition for Jack this afternoon."

Luke snapped out of his daze and looked at Debbie: "With Earl overseeing Jack, you can stay. I need your help to find someone."

Debbie blinked.

next second!

Debbie sprang to her feet, brimming with confidence. She patted her ample bosom, which, while not a disgrace, was certainly voluptuous, and exuded self-assurance!

"Boss, as long as I have that person's photo, believe me, I can find out exactly where he's been in the last 24 hours within three hours!"

"No photos, only names!"

"..."

Debbie paused for a moment, her expression shifting from confident to extremely self-assured.

“No problem. As long as this person is on file in any of our federal system’s databases, I can find his most likely location before I leave work today.”

"She was probably an illegal immigrant, so there's a high probability that the federal system doesn't have any information about her."

"..."

Debbie opened her mouth, looking at Luke with a strange expression.

No photos were taken.

It only has a name, and it's a name that's not recorded in the federal system.

How to check this?

Sitting to the side, Jack, who was feeling down because he was going to dislocate his wrist that afternoon, listened to Debbie and Luke's back-and-forth conversation and couldn't help but lower his head, trying hard to suppress his laughter.

Earl watched as Debbie went from being full of confidence to being very self-assured, and now her face was full of confusion. A slight smile appeared on his otherwise stern lips.

Luke raised an eyebrow at Debbie's hesitant expression: "Wait a minute, she's not a Federation citizen, but I remember her husband is."

Jia Ying's husband, Carl Johnson, is a genuine and bona fide Federal citizen.

There may be no record of Jia Ying in the federal database.

But as a native of the Union, Carl Johnson must have information, and even photos, in the federal database.

and so……

If Jia Ying is indeed in Los Angeles right now, then it's highly likely that her husband, Carl Johnson, is also there.

Find Carl Johnson, and you'll find Jia Ying.

If you know Jia Ying, then you can find Chen Huaxing.

Debbie's eyes lit up.

"what is it call!"

"Karl Johnson!"

After confirming Jia Ying's husband's name in his mind, Lu Ke looked at Debbie and asked, "If I remember correctly, he's from Trenton, New Jersey. Can you find him?"

It has a name.

There is a place of birth.

Debbie's expression returned to one of unwavering confidence as she patted her chest and declared, "No problem, boss, watch my performance!"

Done.

Debbie rushed out of the intelligence analysis room, pulled out her chair, and used her federal agent privileges to log into the police department system in Trenton, New Jersey.

……

Chapter 72 The enemy of my enemy is my friend

Debbie's eyes lit up, and her expression was one of excitement.

Without him.

The entire Los Angeles police task force was almost wiped out, leaving only the four of them as survivors.

Luke was highly regarded by Director Louis.

If nothing unexpected happens, Luke's future is bright and promising.

and so……

She felt that following a boss like that would definitely lead to a good life.

The worst.

Whatever happens in the future, he can retire as a senior special agent, right?

Debbie's actions were swift and fierce!

Windows on the computer screen opened one after another like a shower of flowers, and then closed.

She successfully obtained a photo of Carl Johnson from the Trenton Transportation Authority in New Jersey, and after looking at the photo of him at sixteen, she estimated Carl Johnson's current age.

next second.

Debbie opened a software program she had created when she was in college at Princeton, entered Carl Johnson's age, dragged in his photo, and then clicked on the data processing.

Soon.

In the software, a brand new photo appeared next to the one taken when Carl Johnson was sixteen.

It also belongs to Carl Johnson.

But Carl Johnson in this photo looks different from the photo of him at sixteen. He seems to have matured and aged.

This is a simulation created by Debbie using her software, roughly depicting what Carl Johnson, who is 36 years old this year, would look like.

Debbie then accessed the Los Angeles Department of Transportation's system, logged in using her federal agent privileges, and then uploaded the simulated photo.

Los Angeles ranks among the top ten in the world in terms of the number of surveillance cameras.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Ding!

Debbie, who had been dozing off at the table, suddenly looked up at the pop-up window on her screen, her eyes lit up, and she turned to Luke, who was standing by the window, and shouted, "Boss, I've got it!"

Luke, who was engrossed in watching a Federal Savings Bank building not far away, was startled by Debbie's call and looked up at her.

Debbie exclaimed excitedly, "We've got a lead on Carl Johnson!"

Luke raised an eyebrow, put aside the "bank robbery operation" he had just simulated one-third of, and walked to Debbie's desk.

Debbie had already opened the notification box, and instantly, a monitor feed popped up.

into the eye.

Carl Johnson, wearing a black T-shirt, was hurrying past the surveillance camera carrying a plastic bag.