A retired reincarnator from a certain American film studio

Moreover, his purpose tonight was specifically to kick Nick Fury, who is currently suffering in Washington, D.C.

Not long after.

We've arrived at the East Korean embassy/consulate.

As soon as Rudd and Rachel got out of the car, they saw Ambassador Han and his wife, who had come out of the embassy and consulate after hearing the news, smiling as they came to greet them.

"Welcome, Director Dan."

"Ambassador Han."

Luke smiled and shook hands with Ambassador Han, saying, "I am very pleased that Ambassador Han invited me to this evening's party."

Rachel, standing nearby, was also exchanging greetings with Ambassador Han's wife.

In the banquet hall of the embassy or consulate.

After Ambassador Han and his wife led Luke and Rachel to the banquet hall, they heard their assistant report that someone else had arrived. They apologized to Luke and then turned to continue walking towards the door.

Luke and Rachel said they understood.

However, the two did not stand there idly. As soon as Ambassador Han and his wife left, the other guests who had arrived earlier came towards them in batches.

Lu Ke knew some of these people, and he didn't know others.

But it's okay.

It's good that Rachel knows him.

In no time at all, Luke had a personal business card as thick as a deck of cards in his pocket.

Luke and Rachel were chatting with George, the Los Angeles Police Department chief, and his wife, who had also been invited to the party.

"cheers."

"Dry."

Luke and George each had a glass of whiskey. After clinking glasses, Luke said to George, "It's a good thing you came, otherwise, my smile would have been frozen."

Socializing has always been a hassle.

This is especially true for those with social anxiety.

Although Luke is not socially awkward, he is not the kind of person who particularly enjoys socializing.

George laughed and said, "So you should thank me, since I just came in and snatched you away."

Luke smiled and looked at George: "In the past few months, my action team has carried out so many joint operations with your major crimes unit and SWAT team. If anyone should be thanking someone, shouldn't you be thanking me?"

George laughed heartily and clinked glasses with Luke again: "Okay, my mistake."

Luke accepted George's apology: "It was sincere, I forgive you."

After laughing, George's tone softened: "But Lu, are you sure it's okay for you to come to this party?"

Luke looked at George curiously: "What's the problem?"

George smiled without saying a word and looked at Luke.

Lu Ke raised an eyebrow, then chuckled and said, "I almost ruined my reputation last week. Now that the storm has finally passed, I think I deserve to go anywhere and relax."

Although the last time he played against Nick Fury, he did so within the rules.

But the rules are flexible.

Initially, the reason why Quantico and the Department of Justice did not immediately stand by Luke's side was partly due to the rules, partly because there were virtually no people on either side speaking up for Luke, and partly due to Luke's skin color.

If this were a perfectly honest Onsa person clashing with Nick Fury, an African American, Quantico and the Department of Justice would surely have intervened immediately.

Lu Ke knew perfectly well what was going on.

However, he didn't care about this, after all, he still had a trump card up his sleeve.

Rachel seemed to care about that.

This is why Rachel keeps saying that, theoretically, the best place for him to develop should be S.H.I.E.L.D., which has East Country shares.

This is why Luke was kicking Nick Fury while he was down tonight.

In a word.

He didn't want to discover, after deciding to join S.H.I.E.L.D., that his boss was a black man, especially one who had a problem with him and was likely to make things difficult for him.

The party is halfway through.

Ambassador Han and his wife, who were the hosts of the evening's party, came to meet Rudd after entertaining three members of Congress and two state legislators.

"Feel sorry."

Ambassador Han adopted a humble attitude, and his smile gave Lu Ke a very comfortable feeling. He raised his wine glass and clinked it with Lu Ke's: "I apologize for the poor hospitality, Director Dan."

Luke smiled and said, "If my mother were still alive, she would be very happy to know that I would be able to come here to attend this party one day after I grew up."

There's just one subtext.

Although I am a native of the Commonwealth, my heart is still red.

As Lu Ke spoke, he subconsciously straightened his red tie.

Everyone on the West Coast knows that Luke Dane, the FBI's Assistant Director of Operations in Los Angeles, has a penchant for red ties.

But not everyone understands the meaning of a red tie.

Ambassador Han is definitely not among them.

He watched as Lu Ke stroked his red tie with his left hand, smiled slightly, and then changed the subject, asking the question that everyone who dealt with Lu Ke that evening would ask.

That is, the "Nolan Fury case" has been in the top three of Los Santos' trending topics for the past week and this week, because the Nick Fury topic has not died down.

Luke's answer was initially the same as what he told everyone else.

He won.

Nick Fury lost terribly.

the end.

Lu Ke's lips curled up: "And what he lost to me wasn't just this little bit, he also lost me fifty million."

Ambassador Han: "..."

Chapter 239 Successfully Taking Advantage of Someone's Downfall (Third Update, Please Subscribe!!)

Because when Nick Fury arrived in Los Santos, the entire West Coast media was precisely guiding public opinion to focus on this matter.

So after Rachel dropped the bombshell seven days ago, the public was well aware of one thing.

Nick Fury is probably in for a lot of trouble.

In fact, just as the public expected, over the past seven days, news of accountability for Nick Fury from Washington has come one after another.

but……

Few people truly know how much Nick Fury actually lost in this round.

Ambassador Han is not an ordinary citizen.

But this was the first time he had ever heard of someone losing 50 million.

"Fifty million?"

"Correct."

Ambassador Han was somewhat surprised by this, and then said thoughtfully, "No wonder that Director Fury was publicly dismissed by the National Security Agency the day after he returned to Washington."

The day Nick Fury returned to Washington from Los Santos, the moment he stepped into the Department of Justice building, the National Security Agency held an emergency press conference and, on charges of abuse, immediately and without hesitation fired Nick Fury.

As a result, the onlookers who were originally cursing the National Security Bureau stopped their insults and began to applaud the National Security Bureau's courage.

There's just a problem.

Nick Fury was never the head of operations at the National Security Agency.

Lu Ke glanced casually at Ambassador Han: "Ambassador Han also thinks that the National Security Bureau took that fifty million?"

Ambassador Han caught the key phrase: "Isn't that right?"

Lu Ke shook his head and laughed, "I don't know if the National Security Bureau paid for it, but the name on the remittance record isn't the National Security Bureau."

Ambassador Han asked with some curiosity, "Could it be a private account?"

That's what he was thinking.

However, it's actually quite normal to have money when you're a federal official.

Ambassador Han was somewhat curious about this, but didn't take it too seriously.

"No."

Lu Ke smiled, then seemed to be thinking seriously: "The name of that remittance information is really long, it's something like the Territorial Strategy and Logistics Support Bureau, yes, that really long name."

He didn't know if S.H.I.E.L.D. had changed its name.

Anyway, the name on the remittance record for the 50 million was the Territorial Strategy and Logistics Support Bureau.

After Lu Ke uttered the name, he nodded and looked at Ambassador Han: "Yes, that's the name, that's right."

Ambassador Han paused slightly upon hearing the name: "This... what bureau is it?"

Looking at Ambassador Han's expression, Lu Ke didn't care whether the latter knew or not. He treated it as casual conversation and shrugged: "Who knows? There are tons of federal law enforcement agencies. Anyway, this fifty million US dollars is real money. I not only have no problem with Nick Fury, but I even hope he can come to see me more often."

One trip costs fifty million.

If Nick Fury could come over once a month.

Tsk tsk.

As Lu Ke spoke, a smile appeared on his face, a smile that reflected his thoughts and hopes for this outcome, as he raised his wine glass.

Ambassador Han offered his glass and clinked it with Lu Ke's. Just as he was about to speak, a young man wearing a black casual suit, with a somewhat thin face but deep, intelligent eyes, walked over from not far away.

"Ambassador Han."

"Zheng Xian".

Ambassador Han looked at the newcomer with obvious surprise, apologized to Lu Ke, and then went to greet him: "When did you arrive?"