on the streets of New York.

Two men stood by the trash can, one smoking a cigarette without a puff.

A faint smoke drifted with the night breeze, and from time to time a few urban beauties in high heels walked slowly by, throwing winks at one of them.

With a smile in return, Ethan shook off the ashes.

"Can your friend be trusted?" Next to him, Xiao pursed his lips and said a little unnaturally: "You know my current situation, and I don't like to be exposed to federal agencies." ”

"Don't worry."

Ethan bit the cigarette butt and grinned, "Even if you kill someone in front of him, he won't ask a word more!" ”

That guy had a friendship with him that shared tens of millions of dollars, and if he couldn't believe it, he didn't know what else he could trust, as long as it wasn't a fundamental conflict of interest.

This relationship tends to be the strongest.

on this.

Shaw looked at Ethan curiously.

Although everyone had met frankly, she was still surprised by the other party's insubmissive methods.

Obviously, his previous work experience was that of a department sheriff in Chicago, why he was able to meet the special agent of the FBI branch in New York, it sounded like an extraordinary relationship.

It didn't take long for a Chevrolet Saabban to roar by.

When he got close to the two of them, he stopped suddenly.

"Hey~"

The windows of the car were lowered to reveal a bald man in a cheap black suit inside, with a strange smile on his pale face that made his nasolabial folds stand out.

"Get in the car."

Pressing the cigarette butt, Ethan pulled the passenger door open.

He didn't forget to look at the back row.

"Don't look at it." Phillips banged on the steering wheel, and the nasolabial folds on his face were even worse: "Jill is back at Quantico for training, and there is no one you know in New York except me, Mayor Morgan." ”

Jill, is a female agent under Phillips.

Big girl with short black hair.

looks like the character of the same name in Resident Evil, and has had a night of in-depth communication with Ethan.

That's not the point, though.

"You investigate me?"

His eyes narrowed, and his tone was tinged with dissatisfaction.

Xiao sat quietly with Xiao, who got into the car, looking back and forth between the two.

"Please."

Phillips shrugged his shoulders, and his nasolabial folds brought a rich smile: "When a friend makes a big fuss in New York and disappears for a few days, he suddenly calls and says that he can not only return the favor. ”

"I still owe one."

"Normal people want to know about each other's current situation, right? Mayor Morgan! ”

"Seems to make sense." Ethan touched his chin and stretched out his hand to the other party with a smile: "It's the same as what I said on the phone just now, this time I will give you a big credit, a large group of black policemen and sole dealers." ”

"You owe me once."

"No problem."

Phillips squeezed Ethan's hand heavily, his eyes lit up a little: "Why don't I give you back now, I will arrange a position for you as a squad commander, freedom to do things, and an independent office." ”

"The beautiful female agents in the bureau are all arranged for you."

"Ahem~"

Ethan let out a violent cough and shook the guy's hand away: "Mom provoke Fake, do you want to return the favor, or find someone to work for you?" ”

"It's all the same."

Phillips smiled, but there was no embarrassment on his face.

Moreover, attempts were made to persuade.

Introduced people to Hank before, and to be honest he regretted dying.

Now I know that the other party has left the company.

He first called and scolded Hank, and then he was thinking about how to pull the other party onto the boat, otherwise if the CIA guy found out, there would be another competitor.

"Listen, I'm not kidding."

Phillips rubbed his hands together and said hurriedly: "There is no office politics, it is all up to me, you are in charge of the field, and you can take on any federal case that interests you, and this does not include New York." ”

"Going from the East Coast all the way to the West Coast can be your range of activities whenever you want."

"Enough funds!"

In his opinion, these conditions offered by himself are not outrageous at all.

Since Ethan Morgan went to Chicago to help Hank, the credit has been thrown on his old buddies one after another, and the seizures are countless, making people drool when they look at it.

And Xiao, who was sitting in the back, had become dumbfounded.

She had never seen such a recruiter, and these conditions made the female agent feel a little excited.

I don't know what that guy deserves to be treated like this by the other party.

"You're just a special agent."

Ethan glanced at him and said playfully, "Don't say you're like the director. ”

As soon as these words came out, Philipston was anxious.

"Don't underestimate me."

He didn't care that there were still strangers, and patted his dry and thin chest: "The director doesn't care about the specific operation work, please believe that my authority is similar to that of the detective director." ”

"It's all possible, OK!"

Decades at the FBI.

Despite the title of a special agent, his tentacles are extraordinary.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to talk and laugh with Matt, and he could eat tens of millions of dollars and get out of the way, which alone is not something that ordinary agents can do.

“OK。”

Ethan waved his hand helplessly, and said with a headache: "I called you out tonight, not for this." ”

"Are you all arranged?"

"Of course." Seeing him like this, Phillips had to temporarily suppress the idea of recruitment: "There are several teams on standby at any time, and as long as what you say happens, you can arrest people at any time." ”

"Who is this friend of yours?"

As he spoke, he swept his gaze into the rearview mirror.

"Nobody." Ethan clicked on the tracker and urged, "Let's go, find the people first." ”

In the rearview mirror, Shaw just sits quietly.

There was no intention to speak.

She just wanted to make sure that the shop was going to be done smoothly, and she honestly didn't want to have too much contact with the federal department for something like she was doing now, because she might be right one day.

Phillips slammed the throttle down very crisply.

As long as there is merit, it doesn't matter who the other party is, people are old and fine, and Mr. Detective said that his curiosity is not so heavy.

The Saab shuttle swings its head and quickly merges into the traffic.

Following the guidance of the tracker, he soon came to Queens, and hoisted a gray Ford from a distance, looking at the movement of the light spots on the tracker, several people determined that this was the target vehicle.

"Do you see the two cars next to you?"

Ethan gestured to the vehicle next to the gray ford, "If you guessed correctly, they should be in a group." ”

"Hmm."

Phillips nodded slightly, staring ahead with a torch in his eyes.

Following the cars around, they soon came to a remote neighborhood, and the veteran detective, who was very experienced in tracking, slowed down the car in advance, and at the same time as the other party stopped, turned Saabban into the shadow of the street.

"Take it."

Opening the armrest box, Phillips grabbed two straight binoculars from inside: "Let's see what these people want to do." ”

(End of chapter)