American comic book: I, with my abundant martial virtue, love to do good to others.

"Don't worry, someone with a happy family and who has worked for the organization for over twenty years knows best what the consequences of betraying us will be."

As he spoke, Pierce raised his glass and clinked it against Duke's.

Three days later, in a coffee shop in Boston.

Look at the thin, sickly-looking middle-aged man in front of me.

Crawford Wilson said, "Pfft, a former business elite worth millions can't even afford hospital treatment now. It's really pathetic."

"Not only that, your wife even sold the apartment you lived in in order to pay for your medical treatment, and now she has to live in a small apartment with her five-year-old daughter."

"Is this all the responsibility you've fulfilled as a husband and father?"

Looking at the man in front of him with a pitying expression, Jimmy Bentham frowned and said, "Sir, you said you could help me, so I came to the appointment."

"I'm not here to hear you describe how pathetic I am!"

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Faced with Jimmy's barely suppressed anger, Crawford Wilson shrugged and said, "Don't get agitated, Jimmy. Of course I'm here to help you."

"I think you should know about your condition. Given the current level of medical technology, it's very difficult to cure your illness."

"So, how about we make a deal?"

"Since you're going to die sooner or later anyway, you might as well leave some money for your wife and children."

"At least with this money, your wife can buy back the apartment she sold, or if she's frugal..."

This money might last until your five-year-old daughter goes to college.

"So, Jimmy, isn't this a great deal for you?"

Jimmy's expression turned serious as he listened to the man in front of him.

A moment later, Jimmy Bentham asked Crawford Wilson, "What do I need to do?"

"It's actually very simple; it's just about getting revenge on the bastards who caused you to end up like this!"

Looking at Jimmy, Crawford left a business card, stood up, and said, "Think it over carefully, but I suggest you make a decision as soon as possible."

"After all, such a large sum of money isn't something you're the only one who wants to get your hands on!"

After saying that, Crawford Wilson turned and left the coffee shop.

Jimmy picked up the business card from the table and looked at the name Erwin printed on it; his expression gradually became conflicted.

When he got home, he saw his wife sitting on the sofa wiping away tears, but she put on a smiling face when she saw him.

Jimmy quickly stepped forward and asked, "Honey, what's wrong?"

"I'm fine. You haven't had lunch yet, have you? I'll go prepare some for you right away."

Susan forced a smile at her husband and headed towards the kitchen.

Jimmy frowned even more as he watched his wife Susan head towards the kitchen.

My wife usually works at the supermarket during this time and would never come home.

So something must have happened.

During lunch, under Jimmy's persistent questioning, Susan finally revealed that she had been fired.

As his wife continued to comfort him and said she would find a new job to support the family, Jimmy felt his heart pounding.

It was 10 p.m. in the bedroom.

Watching his wife and daughter sleeping soundly together, Jimmy suppressed the urge to cough and quietly got out of bed.

Once outside, Jimmy could no longer control himself and began coughing violently, covering his mouth.

Upon seeing the blood spurting from his palm due to violent coughing, his already hunched body collapsed to the ground.

With the help of the dim light from the doorway, Jimmy found the blood in his palm even more glaring.

After a long while, he finally managed to control his trembling body, then took a deep breath, took out the business card he had secretly hidden, and dialed the number.

"Mr. Erwin, I accept your deal."

After hanging up the phone.

Crawford Wilson turned to Lynn Hall and said, "He has agreed."

"Very well, let's proceed according to plan!"

Lynn threw the empty hamburger wrapper into the trash can and got up from her chair to leave.

But then Crawford Wilson suddenly asked, "Is it in the eyes of you big shots that..."

Are ordinary people like us just ants to be toyed with at any time? And then you can just crush us under your feet once you're done playing with us?

Hearing the voice behind him, Lynn turned around with some surprise.

At this moment, Crawford Wilson was extremely agitated, his eyes filled with resentment, anger, and a hint of pleading.

Seeing this, Lynn asked, somewhat puzzled, "Are you pitying that Jimmy Bentham?"

When Lynn questioned him, Crawford Wilson clenched his fists, his expression one of extreme grief and indignation.

Seeing Crawford's expression, Lynn understood: "Oh, you're feeling sorry for yourself, aren't you!"

Hearing Lynn's words, Crawford Wilson sat down in his chair dejectedly: "I've been with the Houston FBI for so many years, working diligently and conscientiously, and finally I've become the assistant director of the Criminal Investigation Division."

"But a single word from you big shots stripped me of everything!"

"Yeah?"

Hearing Crawford's words, Lynn suddenly laughed: "But as far as I know, your promotion to assistant supervisor is entirely due to the organization!"

"Even many of the cases you solved were deliberately orchestrated by the organization to help you get promoted."

"Shouldn't I be? Since I'm part of the organization, then..."

"So, you only want to benefit from the organization, but are unwilling to sacrifice for it?"

Seeing the cold glint in Lynn's eyes, Crawford Wilson, who had been holding his head high, hesitated for a moment.

In the end, he lowered his head and said, "I'm just a little unwilling to accept it."

"What if I were... what would happen to my family?"

"Don't worry, the organization will take good care of your family. Besides, we're not sending you to your death. Maybe after completing this mission, you can continue to be your assistant supervisor!"

At this point, Lynn stepped forward and stared into his eyes: "But you know the consequences if something goes wrong!"

When Lynn looked at him, Crawford Wilson instinctively lowered his head, avoiding eye contact.

"Looking forward to your good news!"

After saying that, Lynn turned around and disappeared into the room.

Three days later, inside a luxury shopping mall in Boston.

"boom.."

A violent explosion occurred inside the mall, and the intense flames shattered all the glass in front of it.

The sudden explosion terrified customers and staff in the store, causing chaos as thousands of people rushed to escape.

By the time the police arrived, a stampede had already occurred at the store.

The scene was a mess, and the cries of the injured echoed through the air.

After the ambulances took the injured away, the police began their search and rescue operation just as the fire department was about to enter.

A masked man appeared on the large screen outside the building, which was originally playing GG and songs.

"Citizens of Boston, do you like this bombing I've given you? Hold on, this bombing is just the beginning. I've also planted twenty-three time bombs throughout the city!"

"If you don't want these twenty-three time bombs to explode simultaneously, then let the Boston FBI..."

Chief Richard Jefferson came out and, in front of the entire media, admitted what he had done!

"I've lost everything because of his false accusations. Citizens of Boston, if you don't want to lose your family and friends, you'd better pray that this FBI director confesses to his crimes!"

"Remember, you only have five hours. In five hours, I will detonate these twenty-three bombs!"

After that, the screen went black, and then the music and GG started playing again.

Upon seeing this, the sheriff in charge of directing the cordon took a deep breath and then looked at his colleague beside him, saying, "It seems that this bombing was a premeditated terrorist attack."

"Report it to the FBI. Since the criminal has named someone, this matter is no longer really our concern!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, an explosion has just occurred in the shopping mall behind me. The explosion has resulted in seven deaths, twenty-two injuries, and thirty-nine people have died in a stampede."

"Based on videos provided and filmed by bystanders, we have learned that this explosion was a deliberate act of retaliation, targeting Mr. Richard Jefferson, the FBI Field Chief in Boston."

"Furthermore, the criminal claimed that he had also planted twenty-three time bombs in the city, and that if Mr. Richard Jefferson did not confess his crimes within five hours, he would detonate all of them."

"Because of the announcement of the criminals, the entire city was gripped by fear, and many people had already fled Boston by various means..."

Listening to the live media report on television, Boston FBI Director Richard Jefferson slammed the documents in his hand heavily onto the table.

"F*** it! Can anyone tell me what's going on? And who is that damn criminal?"

Faced with the furious bureau chief, his subordinates all lowered their heads and remained silent!

"Speak! Have they all become mute? Intelligence team, have you gotten any results from your investigation?"

Upon hearing the director point to him, the head of the intelligence team quickly said, "Director, we sent people to the scene as soon as the incident occurred."

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"Furthermore, the Cyber ​​Security Department has already begun tracking this criminal. Since he hacked into the building's CCTV system, he must have left behind some clues!"

"And the result? I'm asking about the result!"

"We are still tracking it..."

"waste!"

Upon hearing the intelligence team leader's reply, Richard Jefferson pointed at his head and cursed.

"Chief, the most important thing right now is to calm down the people who are fleeing Boston in various ways due to panic, and then find those twenty-three time bombs."

Seeing the angry director, the head of the public relations department immediately said, "Moreover, dozens of media outlets are now blocking the entrance of our Federal Building, wanting to interview you."

"The criminal's declaration is extremely detrimental to you, and we must find a way to reverse this situation."

Hearing his subordinate's suggestion, Richard Jefferson took a deep breath and said, "Go and draft a statement now."

"Director, this matter concerns your reputation, so I suggest you go to the media in person and show a tough attitude to salvage your reputation."

After a few seconds of thought, Richard Jefferson nodded at the suggestion from the head of public relations.

"The FBI will never compromise with any criminal organization; protecting national security is our duty as the FBI."

Our most important responsibility is to do everything in our power to ensure the safety of this city.

On the television, Richard Jefferson was displaying a tough stance.

Lynn turned off the TV and said to Crawford, "Now that the plan is almost complete, you can stay in Boston."

"Oh, and don't forget to get your Houston FBI director to bail you out before you got arrested!"

"Are you going back?"

Seeing Lynn preparing to leave, Crawford hesitated for a few seconds: "Can the organization get me out of prison? I mean, I don't want to be imprisoned. I'd rather be sent to Eastern Europe, or even Africa!"

Seeing Crawford's expectant gaze, Lynn smiled and said, "Of course, the organization will not abandon any of its own people!"

"Thanks!"

Hearing Lynn say that, Crawford finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as I don't end up in jail, that's the best outcome!

Seeing Lynn teleport away, Crawford took a deep breath and then turned the TV back on.

Since I am the protagonist of Lynn Hall's plan, I must play this role well!

Three hours after the bombing, inside the FBI headquarters in Boston.

"Found it!"

Seeing the anxious supervisor standing to the side, the technical staff immediately said, "Based on the information about the criminal hacking into the network, we've conducted counter-tracing and have now located the address and IP address of the computer used by the criminal!"

After hearing what the technician said and clarifying the address, the supervisor immediately ordered the action team to bring the criminal back.

Half an hour later, in the interrogation room of the Federal Building in Boston.

"Ah!!!"

Hearing Jimmy Bentham's screams, the supervisor angrily demanded, "Where did you plant those twenty-three bombs?"

Jimmy looked like he was about to faint, but he remained silent.

The supervisor waved his hand, and then his subordinate took out a syringe filled with blue liquid and injected it into Jimmy's skin.

"Ah!!!"

As the medicine entered his body, Jimmy Bentham, who was on the verge of fainting, cried out in agony once again.

The interrogation room door was pushed open, and an intelligence team member stepped forward and said, "Boss, we checked Jimmy Bentham's call records and found an unusual number."

A dozen minutes later.

Taking the interrogation transcript with him, the supervisor rushed to Richard Jefferson's office and immediately reported, "Chief, the suspect has revealed the exact locations of the twenty-three time bombs in Boston. The operations team and the bomb disposal team have already gone to defuse them."

Upon hearing his supervisor's report, Richard's previously serious expression gradually relaxed.

"Who the hell is this guy? What grudge do I have against him?"

"Chief, the criminal's name is Jimmy Bentham, a former general manager of a listed company. Four years ago, when we were investigating an economic crime, we discovered that he was also involved."

"Because his crime was relatively minor, he was only sentenced to two years in prison. However, after he was released from prison, no company was willing to hire him."

"He also developed stomach cancer, but due to financial difficulties, he did not choose to be hospitalized for treatment."

Hearing that there were so many supervisors, Richard Jefferson frowned and said, "The general manager of a listed company?"

If he's just a simple general manager, how could he possibly be a hacker?

"Not to mention, despite their dire financial situation, they still managed to acquire more than twenty time bombs!"

"There must be someone behind him!"

Seeing that the chief immediately concluded that Jimmy Bentham had someone behind him, the supervisor nodded and said, "That's right, Chief. We found an unfamiliar number in Jimmy Bentham's communication records."

"According to Jimmy's testimony, the owner of this number was named Irwin, who provided Jimmy with the time bomb and hacking technical support, and also promised Jimmy a large sum of money to his wife and daughter after the deed was done."

"We have now pinpointed the number's exact location, and the task force has gone to arrest him!"

"good!"

Upon hearing his supervisor's report, Richard Jefferson said, "I'm going to see who this mastermind is!"

FBI in Houston.

Watching the news reports about Boston on television, Houston FBI Field Chief Laut Capola laughed gleefully, "Haha, who would have thought Richard Jefferson would be embroiled in such a scandal at such a crucial moment in his bid for the directorship? He's in for a rough time now!"

Seeing the director's smug look, the deputy director laughed and said, "With the media coverage, this matter will probably spread throughout the entire United States very soon."

"While the public tends to forget things that don't concern them, the Department of Justice doesn't."

Especially given the change of leadership at the FBI, the Justice Department's opinion of Richard has likely declined significantly.

"However, Chief, we cannot be careless."

Upon hearing the deputy director's words, Lauter Capola asked, "You mean, the mastermind behind this whole thing is James Duke?"

"That's possible. After all, the Los Angeles precinct chief withdrew from the race and even supported James Duke. Right now, you and Richard Jefferson are Duke's biggest rivals."

After listening to the deputy director's analysis, Lauter Capola nodded: "If all of this is James..."

If Duke orchestrated this behind the scenes, then we should be careful.

"after all..."

Before Lauter could finish speaking, his phone suddenly rang.

After answering the phone, Lauter: Capola's smile gradually froze.

"FUXX!"

After hanging up the phone, Lauter immediately cursed.

"Chief, what happened?"

Seeing Lauter's grim expression, the deputy director quickly asked, "Did Duke also pull some dirty tricks on you?"

Faced with the deputy director's concerned inquiry, Lauter stared at him: "Where is Crawford Wilson?"

"He's been on leave for a while now. Assistant Supervisor Crawford has been..."

Halfway through his sentence, the deputy director realized what he was talking about, and his face immediately turned grim. "Director, could it be that Crawford Wilson was behind the Boston incident?"

"Who else could it be but him?"

Angrily throwing his phone on the table, Laut Capola roared, "Crawford knew I was in competition with Richard Jefferson, so he took it upon himself to travel to Boston to investigate during his vacation."

"Unexpectedly, he actually found out about the feud between Jimmy Bentham, an economic criminal, and the Boston FBI, so he persuaded Jimmy Bentham to orchestrate this incident."

"Not only that, this idiot actually provided Jimmy with a time bomb and hacking support, and now he's been caught red-handed by the Boston FBI!"

"What?"

Upon hearing Lauter's words, the deputy director looked incredulous.

He had just suspected that the Boston incident was orchestrated by New York.

But the result... the person who did all this was one of their own? And they were caught red-handed by the Boston police?

"Richard Jefferson is now adamant that I was the one who orchestrated this!"

"FUXX, that damn idiot!"

Seeing the director's furious outburst, the deputy director was at a loss for how to comfort him.

Although he knew that this matter had nothing to do with the director, and that it was entirely Crawford Wilson who made the decision on his own behalf for Director Lauter.

But others don't know that, and the timing of the event was too coincidental.

No one would believe that the Houston FBI was completely unaware of the whole thing.

It's true what they say, you can sit at home and get blamed out of nowhere!

After a moment of contemplation, the deputy director said, "Director, the most important thing right now is to clarify things with Director Richard Jefferson."

"Although Richard might not believe us, we must show our stance, and also to headquarters..."

Before the deputy director could finish speaking, Jeff Russell called directly.

"Minister, this matter really has nothing to do with me, it's completely... Yes, I understand!"

After hanging up the phone, Lauter Capola took a deep breath and said, "Get the plane ready, I'm flying to Washington."

Washington.

Looking at Crawford Wilson's confession in his hand, Jeff Russell immediately pointed at the two men and gave them a good scolding.

After the two left Jeff Russell's office.

Lauter Capola immediately said to Richard Jefferson, "Richard, this really has nothing to do with me; it was Crawford who acted on his own initiative..."

"Oh!"

Listening to Lauter's explanation, Richard chuckled and said, "I believe you didn't do what happened in Boston."

Seeing the hint of mockery in Richard's eyes, Lauter explained, "I'm telling the truth, this really has nothing to do with me!"

"Alright, Lauter, people of our status and position, once we've done something, we've done it. There's no need to put on such a show of bravado as we do when facing reporters."

"There's only one FBI director position, so it's normal for people to use underhanded tactics to get the job."

Richard Jefferson understood why Lauter did this, since he had prepared the same method himself.

However, before he could even make a move against James Duke, Lauter attacked him first.

"But Richard, this matter..."

Seeing Lauter still looking wronged and wanting to explain, Richard, who had been calm, frowned: "Lautter, this is beneath your dignity."

"It can't be that James Duke in New York is directing your assistant administrators in Houston to come after me, can it?"

After saying that, Richard gave Laut a mocking look, then turned and left.

"FUXX!"

Seeing Richard's mocking look before he left, Lauter finally couldn't hold back anymore.

He did nothing wrong but was unfairly blamed, and everyone insisted that he was the one who did it!

This feeling is so damn frustrating!

At the same time, at the Federal Building in New York.

"Haha, well done!"

Hearing the news from Washington, James Duke laughed triumphantly: "The dog-eat-dog plan is indeed excellent, Lynn. What are your plans next?"

"It's time to send our own people from Boston to Houston."

In response to Duke's question, Lynn smiled and said, "Richard is angry right now, and Lauter is worried about retaliation from Boston."

"So this time, the people from Boston don't need to do anything when they go to Houston; they just need to let Lauter know they've arrived!"

Hearing Lynn say this, Duke nodded: "No problem, I've handed over all the manpower in Boston to you. You can confidently and boldly command them!"

"If necessary, you can also command the people on the Houston list!"

"clear!"

Nodding, Lynn stood up from his chair and said, "I'll go arrange it right away."

Three days later, in Houston.

"FUXX, what is Richard trying to do?"

Upon hearing the report from his subordinates, the Boston FBI agents actually came to Houston.

Although these guys acted very "secretly," they were still discovered by their subordinates who were constantly monitoring the Boston area.

"Chief, I suspect that Boston might be seeking retaliation, which is why they secretly sent people to infiltrate our area."

Hearing the deputy director say this, Lauter leaned back in his chair and pondered for a moment: "That's possible, after all, Richard has always been very vengeful."

"Have someone keep a close eye on these guys from Boston, and arrange for them to 'return' to Boston if necessary."

At this point, Lauter frowned. "Keep an eye on things in New York too, to prevent them from getting involved as well."

"clear!"

Upon hearing the director's words, the deputy director nodded and then left the director's office.

Whether Crawford was sent by Lauter is no longer important; what matters is that Richard is convinced that Lauter sent someone to instigate this!

Lauter, on the other hand, also had to be wary of Richard's counterattack.

Over time, conflicts between the two sides will inevitably arise, compounded by some underhanded tactics employed by New York.

Lynn was not worried at all that the two sides would not "fight".

Lynn's plan mainly targeted Richard, the FBI field director in Boston.

Based on his past actions, he is the kind of person who will seek revenge for anything he doesn't want, and believes that if he can't have something, neither can the other person.

These types of people are easy to manipulate. You just need to get them to identify a target who will harm them, and they will automatically rush to attack.

Just as Lynn had predicted.

As time went by, in just three months, the conflict between Boston and Houston intensified, and various underhanded tactics began to escalate.

Inside James Duke's office.

"These two are really getting heated now."

Duke, who had flown back from Washington, looked at Lynn and said, "This time, the Attorney General gave those two a good scolding behind closed doors. Even Director Andre, who was recuperating in the hospital, called them over."

Hearing Duke say that, Lynn said, "It was expected. However, in the past three months, Boston and Houston have tried to cause trouble in New York, but I cut off their attempts as soon as they reached out. Director, Lauter and Richard should be out of the game soon, right?"

In response to Lynn's question, Duke nodded: "They're almost out. Secretary Russell is clearly disappointed with those two."

"It's just that the Ministry of Justice has been discussing giving Andrei a final act of decency!"

As he spoke, Duke took out a document and handed it to Lynn.

After taking the documents and glancing at them, Lynn frowned and asked, "The president is going to visit Eastern Europe?"

"This matter has not been announced yet, but there have been some twists and turns in the situation in the Middle East, and the US dollar has begun to depreciate domestically, so the president will personally go to Eastern Europe to communicate with the countries on the list."

At this point, James Duke chuckled, "As you know, while the wars in Eastern European countries caused enormous casualties among the local populations, they brought a fortune to the United States."

"So you should understand the president's purpose this time."

Hearing Director Duke's words, Lynn nodded: "Director, Steve Rogers and I are also on the presidential entourage this time. Did you arrange that?"

"That's right!"

Looking at Lynn, Duke smiled and said, "When the president travels, the Secret Service is responsible for protecting his safety."

"However, since Minister Russell will be traveling with the President this time, I suggested to the Minister that you also come along."

"Firstly, your abilities can protect the President and Secretary Russell. Secondly, the FBI is ultimately under the jurisdiction of the Department of Justice, so showing your face in front of Secretary Russell more often will also benefit you."

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"As for Steve Rogers? Ha, he was personally recommended by the Attorney General!"

When Captain America is mentioned, James Duke's eyes are full of mockery.

"Thank you, Director!"

Duke waved his hand in response to Lynn's thanks.

Back in his office, Lynn began to think.

Lynn can understand Duke wanting to get more exposure in front of Jeff Russell.

But what does Jeff Russell's specific request for Steve to follow him mean?

It's important to know that while Steve is a member of the Illuminati and the Avengers, he is also an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. Could the Department of Justice be trying to use this opportunity to ease the recent friction between the military and S.H.I.E.L.D.?

It can't be that simple, after all, there's been a long history of friction between American government agencies and S.H.I.E.L.D.

Oh well, we'll find out when the time comes!

With that in mind, Lynn opened the system.

Name: Lynn Hall Intelligence: 3

Power: 7

Speed: 5

Stamina: 6

Energy emission: 4

Combat Skills: 6

技能：以色列马伽术LV10【MAX】、热武器精通LV9【2670/11000】、巴西柔术LV7【815/2100】、泰拳LV7【201/2100】、冷兵器精通LV6

【850/2600】、超级力量LV8【45/51000】、瞬移LV8【62/68000】、蜘蛛感应LV7【46/42000】、超级自愈LV6【7/26000】、坚韧之躯LV6

【19/26000】、绝对防御LV6【23/26000】、热视线LV6【0/26000】

Experience: 7500

After upgrading his thermal vision to LV6 and seeing that his energy emission attribute had also increased to 4, Lynn shut down the system.

After signing the approval documents Sean brought him, Lynn asked Barbara, "Barbara, how's Justin Hammer doing in Eastern Europe?"

Well, after Justin Hammer was taken out of prison by Lynn, he was sent to Eastern Europe.

"Boss, Justin Hammer has started a new technology group in Eastern Europe and is working on the Chitauri weapons you sent."

"According to the Russell brothers' report, Justin Hammer plans to become the largest arms dealer in Eastern Europe after developing a new weapon!"

The Russell brothers are vampires, and they were sent by Lynn to spy on Justin Hammer.

Although they won't hinder Justin Hammer's development, their presence will constantly remind Hammer who his "benefactors" are!

"But boss, it seems Justin Hammer's sexual orientation has changed."

"Um?"

Lynn put down his pen and looked at Barbara curiously, asking, "Did the Russell brothers report this?"

"Yes!"

Shrugging, Barbara said, "Perhaps it's because he was initially locked up in solitary confinement for several months that Justin Hammer doesn't like women anymore."

"And according to the Russell brothers, Justin Hammer is dating a burly Eastern European man, and he is also..."

Lynn nodded after hearing what Barbara said.

This isn't surprising, considering that the original Justin Hammer, after being imprisoned, was seen "walking" with a burly man.

They came together.

Lynn didn't care whether Justin Hammer liked men or women; he only cared about Justin.

Hammer's ability to provide assistance when necessary is merely a matter of whether he can do so!

A week later, the president arrived in Washington on Air Force One.

Watching the Secret Service agents conducting a final, detailed check, Lynn turned to Steve and smiled:

"Did Nick Fury say anything to you before you came?"

When Lynn asked, Steve shook his head: "He only told me to protect the president, and that's all."

At this point, Steve glanced at Air Force One in front of him, then asked Lynn, "Lynn, this time Attorney General Jeff Russell specifically asked me to protect the President. Do you know anything about that?"

"I'm not sure either. At first, I thought he had discussed it with Lu Dan."

Shrugging, Lynn looked at the convoy approaching in their direction.

As the convoy came to a stop, Lynn and Steve walked over.

"Lynn, you've been by my side during this visit."

"Look at what the president and Steve are talking about as they shake hands," Jeff Russell said to Lynn.

Lynn nodded upon hearing what the Attorney General said.

As the president and the attorney general boarded Air Force One, the aircraft began takeoff from the runway.

There weren't many people on board. Besides the president's entourage, there were some Secret Service agents and nuclear weapons officers.

Hmm, I didn't expect this nuclear weapons escort to be a die-hard Steve fan.

Listening to the nuclear weapons officer nearby expressing his admiration for Steve, Lynn leaned back in his chair and pretended to doze off.

Lynn treated this trip as a way to relax and unwind.

After all, no one would assassinate the US president!

After chatting with the nuclear weapons officer for a while, Steve sat down next to Lynn.

"I've noticed that your fans seem to span all age groups. It's one thing for some older people, but I never expected this young man in his twenties to be such a big fan!"

Hearing Lynn say that, Steve smiled and said, "We should thank the official publicity I've received over the years. After all, they never expected that someone who had been dead for nearly seventy years could actually come back to life!"

Yes, ever since Steve Rogers crashed his plane into a glacier seventy years ago, it has been officially hailed as the American spirit.

Whether it was the military's recruitment efforts or other departments' propaganda, Steve was practically elevated to a god-like status.

Interestingly, after Steve recovered from being frozen and chose to join S.H.I.E.L.D.

The US government has stopped its propaganda efforts against it.

"By the way, aren't you planning to sue the government, including those businesses that have used your image rights, such as Coca-Cola and automobiles?"

Looking at Steve, Lynn laughed, "You know, over the years, they've made a fortune using your image and reputation rights!"

Hearing Lynn's persuasive words, Steve smiled and shook his head: "Let's forget about it. Ever since I came back, especially after the Battle of New York, too many people have approached me wanting to be their spokesperson."

"But I turned all of these down. I'd rather my life be simpler than filled with all sorts of conflicts of interest."

"That's a real shame, otherwise you'd probably be financially independent by now!"

Upon hearing Lynn's words, Steve suddenly asked curiously, "How much do you think I can ask them for in compensation?"

"There are many. Come on, let's calculate them slowly!"

As he spoke, Lynn began to calculate for Steve how much money the businesses that had used his image and name without his consent over the years should compensate him.

Not far away.

Listening to the conversation between Lynn Hall and his idol Steve.

The young nuclear weapons officer's expression twitched.

Especially when you see Steve Rogers' shocked expression, and his amazed look at how much compensation he could receive.

This nuclear weapons officer felt that Lynn Hall was leading his idol into an abyss.

Lynn and Steve were having a great time chatting when the president's entourage entered the cabin.

"Mr. Lynn Hall, Captain Rogers, and Mr. Catrow, the President and the Attorney General invite the three of you to lunch."

Upon hearing the accompanying officer's words, Lynn and Steve exchanged a glance, stopped their discussion, and got up to walk towards the restaurant.

The president's lunch was not as lavish as one might imagine.

At least Lynn and Steve thought it was just a simple meal.

Only the nuclear weapons officer excitedly finished all the food and looked like he wanted more.

After lunch, Lynn and Jeff Russell chatted in the Presidential Lounge.

"If nothing unexpected happens, you will become the director of the FBI in New York in two months."

Looking at Lynn, Jeff Russell smiled gently and asked, "As the director of the FBI field office in the largest city in the United States, and also the youngest field office director in FBI history, do you feel any pressure?"

"There is some pressure, but I am full of confidence."

Upon hearing the Attorney General's "notification," Lynn laughed and said, "Minister, I've been working in New York ever since I joined the FBI."

"I rose through the ranks from a regular agent to assistant supervisor, supervisor, and deputy director, and I have never left New York all these years."