Built in the fifties, it is said to have been built by Eddie Fisher in a manor mansion for Elizabeth Taylor.

Luke got out of the car with Brian and looked at the mansion in front of him.

"Wow, this place is so beautiful, it's worth a lot of money."

"This ......"

"This is an asset seized by the FBI, and theoretically, no money is needed!"

A middle-aged white supervisor wearing a white shirt, tie, glasses, and white skin walked out, stretched out his hand to Lu Ke, and reached out very friendly: "Ted Gassner, deputy director of operations for the FBI's Los Angeles office. ”

Luke smiled and shook hands: "Luke, should it be a trainee agent in the Los Angeles office of the FBI?" ”

Gassner smiled: "Of course, let's go, go in and have a look?" ”

Luke shrugged.

The next second.

As soon as he walked in with Brian and Gassner, he was stopped by a man wearing sunglasses and a police badge and pistol pinned to his waist.

Is there a third person?

You're not telling the truth.

Luke looked at Brian.

Brian frowned and said, "Shet, Mousse, Luke is our own people. ”

Mousse, who is also a member of the FBI, but is mainly in charge of security, said: "I'm sorry, the director told me, whoever comes in, you have to check." ”

Brian frowned.

Luke smiled, opened his arms, and looked at the agent named Mousse, "Okay, I understand the rules." ”

Mousse didn't speak, but reached out and touched Luke.

The next second.

Bang.

A wrench fell from Luke's clothes to the ground.

Mousse was slightly stunned, just about to pick it up.

Moment.

The clanging sound sounded like raindrops hitting the floor.

Cross up, torx up, small wrench, big wrench, spark plug......

Soon.

At Luke's feet, there is a pile of things that a professional auto mechanic often uses.

Mousse couldn't help but take off his sunglasses.

Ganas, who was standing with Brian, was also a little surprised when he saw this scene.

Brian saw the wrench and seemed to think of something, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Lu Ke's face was very normal, looking at the surprised Mousse in front of him, shrugged his shoulders, said sorry, and then explained: "As we all know, my disguised identity is an auto mechanic, so it's normal to have these things." ”

Mousse thought about it, thought it was right, nodded, and then searched for an M9 pistol from Luke's waist, and after confirming that there were no other dangerous items on his body, he stood aside and gave permission to let him go.

Seeing this, Ganas pointed to the building opposite the delicate little bridge in the courtyard.

"Let's go."

"Okay."

Luke raised his foot again, followed Brian, and after crossing the bridge, he whispered, "This mousse, I know I don't." ”

Brian shook his head, "I don't know." ”

Luke sighed.

He said he didn't believe Brian.

Never mind.

A hail of bullets.

Death of two is also death.

Three to die, also to die.

It's better to be prepared than to be prepared!

Luke thought so in his heart, and then followed Brian and Ganas, who was walking in front, to the house, and then saw that there were more than a dozen computers in the room, and in front of them, there were more than a dozen federal agents sitting.

WTF？

One question mark after another unconsciously sprouted from Luke's head.

!

Brian!

Luke looked at Brian with a blank expression.

These are the three you are talking about?

A mousse agent has just popped up, and Luke says he can accept it.

But for now?

And then a dozen agents popped up again?

This is damn. Under the rain of bullets, it doesn't matter if three or four die.

But if all the people here are dead all at once, and he is left alone, I'm afraid that a fool will know that there is a problem.

Brian seemed to receive Luke's gaze as well, and then shook his head quietly.

Indicates that these people do not know his true identity.

Luke looked at the dozen or so federal agents working in front of the computer in the lobby.

His gaze met in mid-air with that of several federal agents.

The next second.

Luke made his own judgment.

These people, it seems, do not know his true identity.

That's when it happened.

A compartment not far away was pushed open, and a large dark-skinned man with a sturdy body in civilian clothes came into view.

This person is none other than the FBI, California, Los Angeles office, director of operations, agent in charge, Bill Kings!

"Here we are."

Director Hei looked at Lu Ke who appeared behind him, raised his chin very familiarly, and beckoned to Lu Ke: "Lu, come in, I'll be waiting for you." ”

The federal agent in the office couldn't help but look at Ruke a few more times when he saw his supervisor being so enthusiastic.

When Luke was the last to enter the room, he happened to hear a whisper from outside the door as soon as the door closed.

"We also have an Easterners in our office, how come I don't know, doesn't Kings hate these Easterners very much?"

"I don't know."

"I heard yesterday that there is indeed a new agent in our office who is undercover outside."

"It must be him."

"Undercover agent, wow, it's really fake."

"He's so handsome."

All right.

These people really don't know who he really is.

That's fine.

Luke said secretly in his heart, and then, looking at Bill Kings, who was not far away and motioned for him to sit down, nodded, pulled out a chair next to Brian, and sat down.

Bill Kings didn't talk much nonsense either.

Straight to the point.

"Yesterday's gift, I am very satisfied, Brian told me your request, yes, no problem, I can meet you, dismantle a human smuggling network in Los Angeles that has been operating for many years, this kind of credit can indeed make your level change from A1 to A2, from a trainee detective, to a regular agent."

There are a total of nineteen levels of the FBI.

A1 is the lowest.

D4 is the highest.

The director of the FBI is at the D4 level, while his deputy, the senior executive deputy director, is a D3, the chief of operations is a D2, and the head of administration is a D1.

The sum of the directors of the states is C4, and the directors are C3.

The directors of the sub-bureaus are at the B4 level, and the heads of operations, administration, etc., are B3.

For example, Bill Kings in front of him is at the B3 level.

His deputy, this Garnas, is at B2 level.

A-level, even A4, is a job.

As for the director of the FBI headquarters who sat in Washington and often appeared on television and in interviews......

That's a proper mascot.

If you come to a president, you can appoint an amateur as the director of the bureau at will.

It's like the president can order an amateur to be the director of the CIA.

To put it bluntly.

Whether it's the director of the FBI or the director of the CIA, there are two temporary workers.

……