American comic book: I, with my abundant martial virtue, love to do good to others.

"What do you want me to do?"

Hearing Lynn Hall say that he would not only let himself off the hook after returning to New York this time.

Furthermore, it will provide itself with a legal identity document.

Draco Mohammed remained silent for a long while before saying, "I only know how to make bombs, I don't know anything about terrorist attacks..."

"I didn't ask you to commit a terrorist attack. The reason I helped you this time is so that if I ever need your help, I hope you can offer me some assistance!"

Looking into Lynn Hall's eyes, Draco Mohammed nodded slightly.

[Draco Mohammed's favorability rating is 6!]

Upon hearing the system notification, Lynn patted the guy on the shoulder before returning to his seat and closing his eyes to rest.

Lynn Hall was naturally useful to this Middle Eastern man.

No one is completely useless; they just haven't found the right place yet. This guy who can make bombs might come in handy someday.

This wasn't the first time Lynn had done something like this!

Of course, once back in New York, Lynn Hall would arrange for Alice to bring two similar-looking prisoners from the prison, kill them, and then hand them over.

After returning to New York, the Quinjet did not land at the airport, but instead landed directly on the roof of the FBI building.

As Tony Stark stepped out of the fighter jet, he looked around.

When he didn't see the person he longed for, a hint of disappointment unconsciously flashed in Tony Stark's eyes.

"I thought you would notify someone from Stark Industries to come pick me up, after all, my personal secretary hasn't worked for two and a half months."

Turning to look at Lynn, Tony Stark spoke.

"You mean Ms. Pepper Potts?"

Hearing a hint of disappointment in Tony's tone, Lynn Hall chuckled, "Are you sure you want her to see you like this?"

"Forehead.."

Tony Stark glanced at the car battery he was holding with a hint of disdain and shrugged. "I think you have a point. If Pepper saw me like this, my image would be completely ruined."

"By the way, could you help me prepare some things? I need to completely replace this thing. Don't worry, I'll pay!"

"Also, thank you so much for rescuing me. If you ever need anything in the future, then..."

As they were talking, everyone saw James Duke walking over from not far away.

"Tell logistics what you need later, and the FBI will prepare it for you. As for expressing your gratitude, the director thinks you should speak to the media!"

Upon hearing Lynn's words, Tony Stark glanced at James Duke, who was walking over.

He then nodded and said, "Alright, since you saved me from hell."

As clever as Tony Stark was, he saw James Duke walking towards them.

He immediately understood the meaning behind Lynn Hall's words.

Tony Stark didn't care about the so-called director of the New York FBI.

But Tony Stark raised an eyebrow at the guy who saved his life, and then a bold idea popped into his head.

Lynn, of course, had no idea what Tony was thinking. He walked over to James Duke and said, "Director, I've already spoken with Mr. Stark."

"He will cooperate with you at the press conference."

"well done!"

James Duke raised his hand and patted Lynn Hall on the shoulder before walking toward Tony Stark with a broad smile.

inside the building.

After dismissing everyone, Lynn Hall returned to his office.

According to James Duke, the press conference will be held three days later.

After all, Tony Stark needs to build the Arc Reactor over these three days to replace the onboard battery in his chest.

Of course, Duke had already ordered his men to film his disheveled appearance while he was holding the car battery.

After all, the more disheveled this billionaire playboy is, the more it proves the capabilities of the FBI in New York!

Just as Lynn Hall was thinking, there was a knock on the office door.

Soon, Jessica Miles, the head of the Internal Affairs Department, walked in with two subordinates.

Seeing Jessica Miles walk in with her subordinates, Lynn Hall smiled and asked, "Manager Jessica, what can I do for you?"

Upon reaching Lynn, Jessica Miles frowned and said, "Mr. Lynn Hall, the reason I'm here to see you is because of the issue with the proportion of mission funding you reported three months ago."

"Really? I recall that this matter has already been settled. Supervisor Rich Hood has reported it to the director, and it has been filed."

"But we've got some new leads!"

As she spoke, Jessica placed the file on the table and then looked at Lynn, saying, "According to our FBI regulations, filing will not be subject to further investigation, but we have the right to investigate the funding for any missions you report next."

"I'd like to have a serious talk with you about your reports regarding the New York bombing and the Middle East mission."

Hearing Jessica say this, Lynn Hall leaned back in his office chair and chuckled, "Of course, no problem. However, both the Brooklyn bombing and the Middle East mission were initiated by the Director, so it requires..."

"Are you using the bureau chief's position to pressure me?"

"Of course not. Everyone knows that Ms. Jessica's father is the deputy director of the FBI headquarters."

Seeing Lynn leaning back in his chair, looking somewhat tired, Jessica suddenly turned to her two subordinates and said, "You two go out first!"

"yes!"

Upon hearing Jessica's order, the two subordinates nodded and then turned and left Lynn Hall's office.

After the two left, Jessica sat directly in Lynn's lap.

Lynn Hall gave Jessica's firm, bouncy buttocks a squeeze and whispered, "Senior, is someone taking the Internal Affairs Department route?"

Jessica Miles was Lynn Hall's senior at Yale University and is also the daughter of the FBI's deputy director.

This is why she became the head of the FBI's Internal Affairs Division in New York at the young age of 26.

Of course, people from the same university alliance will naturally help each other!

Even if they are at odds on the surface!

"Rich Hood submitted a report to the director, preparing to step down as supervisor next year. The fact that he was holding a sinecure as an advisor could not be hidden."

"So naturally, everyone's attention was focused on his position at that moment!"

As she spoke, Jessica Miles kissed Lynn on the cheek: "You have to know that the FBI has many factions not only at headquarters, but also in the New York field office."

"Regarding the Ministry of Internal Affairs, I will use my authority to help you eliminate some unfavorable situations. As for other matters, I cannot offer you much assistance at this time."

"Oh, by the way, my engagement ceremony is on the 6th of next month, don't forget to attend!"