The next day.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Luke, who was still at home and was eating breakfast with Rachel, received a call from Jack.

"Hey."

"Boss, Director Alexander Pearce is here."

"Got it, take him to my office for a meeting, I'll come over right away."

"Okay."

Luke hung up the phone, set it aside, and then grabbed his coffee again and took a sip.

Rachel on the other side looked up: "Aren't you leaving?" ”

Luke laughed: "Didn't you leave too, don't want the morning news." ”

Rachel looked at Luke with a smile, "I'm sorry, yesterday was the last time I hosted the morning news." ”

Luke looked at Rachel, who was smiling beautifully with his chin in his hands on the other side, and raised his eyebrows: "Promoted?" ”

Rachel nodded with a smile: "CBS, evening news anchor, primetime, I'm scared." ”

With a surprised look on his face, Luke got up and walked towards the wine cabinet: "Wow, that's good news, oh my God, why didn't you tell me." ”

Rachel stops Luke, who is about to celebrate with a drink.

Luke turned to look.

Rachel smiled brightly: "Tonight's first host, I'm going to the company at noon, sorry, don't drink, don't want your beautiful and generous fiancée to host the evening news for the first time." ”

Luke could only give up the idea of drinking to celebrate, and after kissing Rachel, he turned to coffee as wine, and clinked glasses with Rachel: "Do you need me to go to the scene at night to cheer you on?" ”

Rachel held her chin in her hands, looked up, thought about it seriously, and then looked at Luke: "If you can get a ticket, you can." ”

Luke instantly understood the meaning of Rachel's words, and smiled: "You want to finish the Marlborough School dossier?" ”

Rachel crossed her chin and looked at Luke with a smile on her face, but didn't speak.

But......

Not speaking is acquiescence.

Tonight is Rachel's first evening news show.

She needs a stunning appearance.

And what could be more amazing than an exclusive and very heavy piece of news.

The core of a journalist is journalism.

The heavier, the more exclusive, the better.

Less than ten hours after the Marlborough school incident happened last night, at six o'clock this morning, many reporters from Los Santos were already blocking the downstairs of the Federal Building, trying to find an opportunity to get first-hand exclusive inside information.

After all, according to some news that circulated last night, the content was quite shocking.

Someone died.

And more than one.

Rucker turned his mind around, looked up at Rachel, and asked with a smile, "Do you have to?" ”

Rachel shrugged: "My assistant and team have prepared several front pages for me for tonight's show, and if you find it troublesome, I can use those." ”

In terms of empathy.

Rachel had nothing to say.

She's right to be ambitious, but she knows how much of her promotion to the anchor of the evening news show is her own.

If her fiancé wasn't named Luke Dane.

Rachel believes she may be able to make the evening news show on her own, but not so quickly.

Because if it weren't for Luke, she would never have been able to represent Luke as the fiancée of the assistant director of operations of the FBI at the high-end dinners of all kinds of celebrities who had not been given to her by her status before.

So......

Rachel's premise of asking Luke for news has always been a standard, and it has always been adhered to.

What Luke doesn't give, she will never take.

But!

"Give, how can you not give."

Luke got up, walked up to Rachel, and hugged Rachel with a smile: "Tonight is my fiancée's first show, don't talk about the news, even if you want to show whether there are aliens in Area 51, I will open the FBI database to you." ”

said.

After letting go of Rachel, Luke thought for a moment, "Eleven o'clock, ask your assistant to contact Earl." ”

Rachel was a little curious.

"Why eleven o'clock."

"Because I don't have the evidence ready."

“……”

Luke was telling the truth.

He ran to school yesterday, didn't say a word, and sent Roland Fury straight to dinner.

It's a fact.

But this is not the truth for the outside to see.

The people outside can only see the truth that Luke wants them to see.

Because......

The right to interpret the truth is in his place.

Half past nine.

Underground parking at the Federal Building.

Luke had just gotten off the bus when he was greeted by Jack and Earl, who were waiting in the elevator.

"Boss." Jack was the first to speak: "Director Pierce just asked you for the fifth time if you weren't going to come. ”

Luke shook his head: "Ignore him, maybe he didn't sleep well last night." ”

Earl then spoke: "The phone on the side of the External Press and Liaison Department has been called by the media and is about to explode, and they asked Director Pan Ning if he could hold a press conference to give a brief explanation, and Director Pan Ning asked you to ask you." ”

Luke walked into the elevator.

"Human evidence, physical evidence, are you ready?"

"It's all set."

Earl nodded: "That guy was revoked of his nationality because he scolded his mother, and he didn't get a card from our side, so he was willing to cooperate with us." ”

Luke straightened his cuffs, looked at the elevator that opened the door, nodded, and after walking out, he turned to look at Jack: "Before the witness is released, let him shut up, I just need this evidence." ”

Jack nodded: "Don't worry, boss, I'll do it." ”

Luke snorted, and then walked towards his office where there were two black-clad bodyguards at the door.

Push the door.

Enter the house.

Luke saw for the first time Alexander Pierce, sitting on his couch, with his legs crossed, and half of his Bourbon already drunk.

Alexander looked at Luke as he pushed the door and walked in, as if he was laughing angrily.

"Does Director Dane like to be late for work?"

"Nope."

Luke shook his head with a smile and said to Alexander, "More often than not, I prefer absenteeism. ”

He is obviously retired, but why should he retire and re-work.

It's not like I'm trying to make my retirement on Earth a little nourishing.

Work?

His work mode in the main god space is 007, and he finally retired, and he plans to let him 007, so isn't he retiring for nothing.

If hard work is not for a better rest, then struggle and hard work will become meaningless.

Alexander looked at Luke, who said seriously that he usually likes to be absent from work, and couldn't help but open his mouth.

He just forgot what he was going to say next.

Seeing this, Luke smiled, unbuttoned his blazer, sat down next to Alexander, grabbed another glass of bourbon that had already been poured on the coffee table, and touched the wine glass in Alexander's hand: "Okay, don't be so angry, otherwise, I'll ask Jack to arrange a phone girl for you to come over to extinguish the fire, I heard that this trick is quite good." ”

Well.

He tried it yesterday.

Immediately, the kind of medicine that cures the disease is effective.

But he wasn't looking for a phone girl.

It's the Emperor.

He didn't have the idea of sharing his own equipment, and Alexander Pierce probably didn't mind, after all, he preferred to switch from bus to private car, but Ruke cared about that.

Women and cars are not lent out.

Alexander snorted coldly again, ignoring Luke's suggestion, and glanced at Luke: "My anger is because of you." ”

Luke paused slightly as he grabbed the wine glass, looked at Alexander, and had a strange smile on the corner of his mouth: "Sasha, your taste is really no taboo?" ”

Alexander was slightly stunned.

The next second.

He could tell what Luke was talking about.

Just when he was laughed at again and was about to speak again, Lu Ke shrugged his shoulders directly: "It's a pity that I'm not good at this mouthful, and besides, you have fire, I already helped you put out the fire last night, I told you last night, didn't you wake up at that time?" ”

Luke looked at Alexander thoughtfully, then his eyes lit up, and he touched Alexander again: "Then I'll say it again, Roland Fury, I killed him, he betrayed you, it is tantamount to betraying me, I cleaned the door for you, again, no thanks." ”

The corners of Alexander's eyes, the skin of his mouth, and the nerves of his face twitched at a rate of billions of times per second.

"Thank you?"

"No, you don't."

Luke waved his hand and looked at Alexander with a serious face: "Sasha, you and me, we are friends, between friends, say thank you, it's too outward." ”

Alexander closed his eyes directly and took the initiative to close his six senses.

No way.

He wants to take it slowly.

Alexander already felt that his blood pressure was rising, so he quickly took out the high blood pressure medicine he was carrying from his arms, poured out two, threw them into his mouth, and then drank the bourbon in the cup.

Moment.

The drug enters the throat and begins to work.

Alexander only felt that the CPU, which had just been heated up by Luke's fan, was trying to cool down at an extremely fast speed.

After a while.

Alexander, who had been lying on the sofa behind him for a while, reopened his eyes and looked at Luke on the side, his expression extremely deep.

Alexander looked at it for a long time before he spoke: "Lu, do you know how much trouble you will bring if you kill Roland Fury?" ”

Luke nodded: "Yes." ”

Alexander shook his head.

"You, you don't know."

"I know."

"You don't know."

"I know."

Alexander was furious, and his tone couldn't help but raise three notches: "If you knew, you wouldn't have killed him." ”

He's going crazy.

The devil knows what he'd been through since he received Luke's phone call last night.

He flew from Washington to Los Santos almost overnight.

Does Roland Fury matter?

Unimportant.

He's just another chimpanzee who takes advantage of his skin color.

But......

Like all chimpanzees in the past, they had their own owners.

The same goes for Roland Fury.

Alexander took a deep breath and looked at Luke, "You're forcing me to go to war with Daniel Whiteho." ”

Luke was very honest: "Sasha, I never like to force people, if you don't want to, you can betray me, I don't mind." ”

……

(End of chapter)