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Luke helplessly spread his hands in the face of Crystal, who looked a little unnatural and a little shy.

"Not really. Paradise Town is really short of people, and they don't want just anyone."

Crystal was a little disappointed to hear that it wasn't because of her charm.

As an older single woman, she hasn't been in a relationship for a long time.

Originally, Luke planned to have Crystal join his FBI team and train police dogs.

But he packed up the team and sent them into space to join the interstellar paratroopers.

So he had to recommend Crystal to the old cowboy.

It just so happens that the old cowboy also needs a K9 officer (a police support department with police dogs)

There is no rush for the police dog, but Crystal must be hired as soon as possible.

Crystal finally agreed.

But she had one more request.

"I want to contact my comrades..."

Luke naturally agreed with both hands.

"OK, contact them as soon as possible. There are a lot of tourists there recently, and the police station is short on manpower..."

By the evening, Crystal had contacted her fellow soldiers.

Megan Levy, like Crystal, is a member of the Marine Corps K9 unit.

Good news, Megan Leavey is now retired and has no job.

Bad news, Megan Levy also brought with her a retired military dog ​​named Rex.

Rex is a decorated military dog, but he suffers from PTSD.

The military planned to euthanize it, but Megan strongly disagreed.

The two sides are now in a stalemate.

Luke listened to Crystal's story and waved his hand.

"OK, that's not a problem. I want both the man and the dog."

After saying that, Luke walked aside and made a phone call.

I went through a process and went around in a circle.

Soon, Crystal received a call from Megan.

"Wow, Chris (short for short), who did you find? With just one phone call, the colonel agreed to release Ricks."

Crystal actually didn't know much about Luke, she only knew that he was from the FBI's secret department.

"Don't think too much. Bring Rex with you and come to Boston as soon as possible. We will go to Paradise Town together."

"Paradise Town? Is this the Paradise Town I know?"

"Uh... I think it's the one near Yellowstone Park in Montana."

"Wow, that's cool. I've always wanted to see the place where they fight aliens. Wait for me, I'll be there soon."

Megan is now in Virginia.

It would probably take a day for her to come to Boston.

She brought Ricks with her, so she probably had to drive over.

But what she didn't know was that Megan was going to take Rex to Washington halfway.

Ricks' identity is in the FBI.

That's right, Ricks was transferred to the FBI.

Megan and Crystal are both ordinary people.

This kind of weird thing seems incredible, but it is really possible in the United States...

That's how Luke operated.

You have retired from the military, and I, the FBI, have taken you on. If there are any follow-up issues, I, the FBI, will take full responsibility.

Anyway, the current FBI director is my buddy, and the next FBI director will also be my buddy...

But Harris still complained about Luke sending his elite team into space.

Luke also comforted Harris on the phone.

She was guaranteed that when something happened, the team would be there, and they would bring the space fleet to help her.

Only then did Harris sign Ricks's conscription documents with satisfaction.

Luke wasn't very familiar with the animal world, but some people, no, some wolves were familiar with it.

White Sox, just look at that physique and eyes and you can tell he’s full of intelligence.

With it, there is no need to worry about there being no animals that cannot be trained.

After resolving these issues, Crystal decided to treat Luke to a meal.

Because this girl had no job after retiring from the army, she invited Luke to a cafe near the hospital.

It was quiet here and open late.

Luke had no real complaints.

He eats now purely to satisfy his appetite.

Crystal was also a little embarrassed.

Luke helped her so much and waived his mother's medical expenses.

She also helped her friend rescue a retired military dog.

But she had no money, so she could only ask Luke to come to a place like this.

A hundred dollars is enough to fill you up.

Luke didn't care.

The two of them ate and chatted.

Mainly, Crystal tells Luke some things that happened on the battlefield.

Rex is a meritorious military dog.

Having carried out more than 100 missions, their keen intuition and sense of smell have saved them countless times.

They were spared the fate of roadside bombs and ambushes.

In fact, Crystal also retired due to PTSD.

The two of them didn't eat much, they just ate, drank coffee and chatted.

Although it was late, the two of them were chatting animatedly.

At this time, a tall black man walked in from outside.

Luke looked at the person who came, and their eyes froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

The black man went to the corner, picked up the book, and said to the waiter:

"Old rules."

"Okay, Robert."

After the black man came in, Crystal also noticed the change in Luke at that moment.

But she didn't ask any questions.

She doesn't even have this kind of vision, so she doesn't deserve to be valued by Luke.

So the voices of their conversation became lower.

Crystal smiled and whispered to Luke:

"know?"

Luke nodded.

"We are old friends. I didn't expect to meet here. I'd better not disturb him."

Crystal asked Luke curiously.

"Is the work in your department dangerous?"

Luke thought about it, nodded, and then shook his head.

"I was originally planning on recruiting you to my department, but something unexpected happened."

"What accident?"

"My team has been specially approved by the president to secretly join the Earth Defense Front."

Speaking of this, Crystal had a look of longing on her face.

"I want to go see it, too, but unfortunately..."

"Don't worry, there will always be a chance later."

"It's late. I'll take you back to the hospital."

Crystal thought about it and asked Luke.

"Are you coming back soon?"

Luke shook his head.

"No, this is a public place, not suitable for catching up with old friends."

Crystal nodded and called the waiter for the bill.

As expected, the meal was simple and the total cost for two people was less than $50.

As Crystal took out her change and tip, Luke comforted her:

"Don't worry, the treatment at the Paradise Town Police Department is still very good."

Crystal nodded.

"Thank you."

After taking Crystal back to the hospital, Luke contacted Lilith.

As a result, he did not find Agent Anthony's residential address.

So Luke planned to go back to the restaurant and meet Anthony when he got home.

The last time he faked his death in South Africa, it caused a huge shock to the CIA.

However, this only involves a part of the people who are in the open.

The people behind it are fine.

The result is that a CIA director who knows nothing and is fooled by his subordinates is replaced.

But the director is lucky to have an ally, who is the director of the FBI.

This FBI director has a golden thigh...

Things started to get dramatic.

The CIA is an organization that is mostly hidden underwater, so it is very deep.

Not like the FBI.

At the beginning, the FBI had Hoover suppressing everything and no one dared to touch him.

Even though the FBI was later given a lot of power, the top leaders did not dare to touch the FBI.

Because it is the only law enforcement agency in the United States that can handle major cases across the country.

At least the FBI can still work normally under the leadership of the Department of Justice.

But the CIA is not.

Take the assassination of Kennedy, for example.

The CIA was indirectly involved, but the FBI was not.

Hoover was still at the helm at that time.

Given the old guy's cleverness, he would never get involved in this mess.

But there are too many factions within the CIA.

Each force has a spokesperson.

The lack of law enforcement power in the country has always been a pain for this group of people.

But every president has understood that the CIA cannot be given power in the country.

Otherwise, this is Pandora's box.

The CIA stirs up trouble abroad and has its own sources of funding.

So we are even less dependent on domestic resources.

This directly led to factional divisions within the CIA.

Those who suffer from drought will die from drought, and those who suffer from waterlogging will die from waterlogging.

And there are military factions like Laswell.

No one's orders are effective, she only listens to the military.

The FBI has no such problem.

Even if you parachute in a strong leader and there are internal factions, you still can't control the FBI's own operating rules.

Catherine just clung to Luke's thigh.

Otherwise, she would be unable to take any step forward after being parachuted into the position of FBI director.

The people who actually do the work are the deputy director and the assistant director.

Only directors come and go, but these people remain firmly in their positions.

What do these managers look at? Connections.

There aren't many profitable places in the FBI, so they always have to do things that get them criticized.

The local police system doesn't like them either.

Why is it still standing?

Because the FBI can enforce the law nationwide.

Don't think the FBI has no temper.

If your place doesn’t cooperate, fine, I won’t care about it anymore.

If you leave the case there to ferment for a long time, you will see whether the local people will scold you or not.

In order to win votes, politicians must win over local residents.

So, although ordinary FBI agents may seem lazy, there is a real team of experts inside to handle difficult cases.

There are several teams like Luke's within the FBI, most of which are used to investigate serious cases.

People like Luke's men are comparable to special forces, even the internal HRT cannot compare to them.

HRT is mostly used to rescue hostages and deal with emergencies.

Other major operations involved the FBI's SWAT team from the area.

Sometimes ATF and DEA are also required.

More often than not, the FBI is the main source.

There is no way around it. Among the law enforcement agencies in the United States, only the FBI has heavy weapons.

For example, armored vehicles or something.

Far away.

Robert McCall, formerly Agent Anthony, one of the most outstanding agents of the CIA, is now a retired middle-aged man.

When he arrived downstairs of his house, he found Luke.

"I knew you would come back."

Luke asked him with a smile as he stepped out of the darkness.

"Would you like a drink?"

Robert shook his head.

"Come up and sit?"

Luke nodded.

"Okay, I haven't seen you in a while. I didn't expect that you would return to the United States after faking your death last time."

Anthony showed his big white teeth and said:

"Those who understand, understand."

Luke shrugged helplessly.

"Let's go. I have a bottle of good wine here."

As he spoke, Luke took out a bottle of whiskey from his arms.

Anthony smiled and didn't refuse.

The two went upstairs to Anthony's home.

Very ordinary, nothing special.

But there are also some differences.

Apparently, Anthony is obsessive.

Everything is arranged in perfect order.

They sat at the table next to the bed.

Luke opened the wine and poured a glass for both of them.

Anthony raised his glass.

"Thank you for what happened last time."

Luke raised his glass and took a sip as well.

"Nothing, it should be."

"What happened to that guy?" (Matt, the CIA agent in South Africa)

"I transferred him to the FBI. This guy is in Los Angeles. He is married to his girlfriend and has a child."

In fact, this is what Luke asked Lilith to check while he was waiting for Anthony.

He did send Matt to the FBI California branch in San Francisco.

But then I just didn’t care anymore.

I only remembered this after seeing Anthony.

Anthony nodded.

"Thank you."

Luke accepted the favor and took another sip.

"Don't worry, this bottle of wine is for you. I won't take it away. You can drink the rest slowly."

Anthony sighed.

"I haven't drunk like this in a long time."

"Are you here to do some business?"

Luke nodded.

He did not hide anything from Anthony and told him directly that he was here to recruit Crystal for Paradise Town.

Anthony was curious.

"What does Paradise Town have to do with you?"

Luke thought for a moment and replied:

"My hometown, where my mother grew up."

Anthony nodded.

Seeing him like this, Luke also reminded him:

"Do you know Frank Moses?"

Anthony recalled:

"Codename: Church?"

Luke nodded.

"He is living with me in his old age. He recently got a girlfriend who is very pretty..."

Anthony thought for a long time and shook his head.

"I'd better continue here. I'm already familiar with this place."

The two talked about many things from all over the world.

Finally, Luke left him his phone number and left.

Crystal called Megan the next day and found out that Megan was going to the FBI headquarters to process Ricks' identity procedures.

But Luke's medical team had already made arrangements.

So Crystal could only continue to wait for Megan in Boston.

However, Crystal felt relieved when she saw that the medical team arranged by Luke was very professional.

Her mother, on the other hand, was quite open-minded.

She kept holding Luke's hand and kept talking about her daughter's merits...

Crystal was so embarrassed that she could dig out a villa...

After seeing off Crystal's mother, Luke decided to invite Crystal to dinner as well.

He also booked a room for her in his own hotel.

He could see that Crystal was in dire financial straits.

He took out the Paradise Town Sheriff's badge he had prepared in advance and gave it to Crystal.

"Your identity has been entered into the Paradise Town Police Department. Starting from this month, although you are not at your post, you are considered employed."

Crystal took the badge Luke handed over, which was different from the usual American small town sheriff's badge.

It is a skull surrounded by wheat ears, wearing a cowboy hat, and with two pistols on the back.

It is completely different from the hexagonal sheriff's badge commonly seen in small American towns.

The sheriff's badge of Paradise Town is very special, not only in style but also in function.

These badges were all made by Luke.

In addition to showing identity, it can also ward off evil...