I'm a spy in the film

"Damn, this guy can really run!"

In the evening, outside a remote factory building outside New York, Brett was behind a random pile of debris, panting.

"This means that you really should retire!" Anthony, who was next to Brett, was also breathing heavily and did not forget to tease.

"He's worthy of being a guy who has robbed more than a dozen banks. He can run so far after being shot twice. He is not comparable to the guys we usually catch. If we hadn't followed them to this place in advance, we would have lost him!" Brett sighed.

In the morning, I received news from Bourne that the gang of robbers had indeed shown up at one of the two banks they had scouted. Fortunately, this bank was under the charge of Bourne, and he injured two people and killed one on the spot.

The main criminal Lorenz was shot once in the forearm and once in the calf and drove away. Bourne did not chase him because he had to keep an eye on the two injured robbers at the scene. So the task of chasing him was given to the partners Brett and Anthony.

Since the two had already tracked and visited several of Lorenz's safe houses when they originally made the robbing plan, Lorenz's deliberate confusion did not work, and they were blocked by Brett and his men in this factory.

Although it was evening, the opponent's shooting was still extremely accurate and Anthony was almost shot in the head.

For safety reasons, the two men hid behind a pile of construction materials in the open space in front of the factory gate.

"What should we do now?"

Although Anthony is young and strong, he is not as experienced as Brett after all. Normally, the most he can do is catch gangsters and drug dealers. This is the first time he has faced such a notorious robber and murderer who has been roaming around several states. Although he calls him a tough guy, he is a little scared in his heart.

Besides, he hadn't bought the wedding ring he promised to give to his girlfriend yet, so he couldn't fall down here. Just now, he was careless and almost got shot in the head by the other party. Fortunately, Brett pulled him back and the bullet hit his bulletproof vest, allowing him to escape.

Veteran Brett had experienced the chaotic period of the 7s and 80s and was no stranger to such gunfights. He had a clear mind and knew that although local police were well-informed and had unique methods of tracking down murderers, they were powerless against habitual murderers like Lorenz.

Professional matters should be handled by professionals. Besides, if the FBI takes action, even if the other party escapes, they will not hold the hatred against him. Therefore, he said in a deep voice:

"Wait for Bourne to come over. He's an accurate shooter and has great skills. It will be safer for us to attack him from both sides."

As the two were talking, they heard the roar of a car engine on the road not far away, followed by the sound of vehicles colliding and gunshots.

Brett and Anthony looked at each other, and both saw the surprise in each other's eyes:

"Lorenz ran away secretly? Was he intercepted by someone? Was it Bourne?"

The two waited for a while, and saw Bourne's Chevrolet with a familiar license plate driving straight towards the factory. The two headlights in front of the car were so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

The car drove up to the two men and stopped. They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that it was Bourne in the driver's seat.

With the help of the car lights, Brett and Anthony could clearly see that there were obvious signs of impact and scratches on the body of the black Chevrolet. It seemed that the car crash they heard just now was caused by Bourne, but who was in the other car?

Fortunately, Bourne did not let the two wait too long. He took them to the back of the car and opened the trunk, where two large black shoulder bags were.

"This is?"

Seeing the two people's confusion, Bourne did not hesitate and directly unzipped his pants. The curled knife music instantly dazzled the two people's eyes.

"Stolen money."

Bourne said bluntly: "I shot Lorenz dead, and this is the stolen money found in his car."

"Okay, Bourne, you don't have to test me anymore. Although I made a mistake a few days ago, now that I have made the decision, I will not regret it. Just hand over the stolen money!"

Bourne looked at Brett. The old policeman looked very calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him. Bourne looked at Anthony again. Anthony shrugged, indicating that it didn't matter.

"Haha," Bourne finally laughed out loud, "Don't be so discouraged. Lorenz has a $10 bounty on his head in the police station, and the insurance company of the bank he robbed has also jointly issued a bounty. The two together are at least $30. I think it's enough for Brett to move to a better neighborhood. And Anthony, your diamond ring will also be found!"

Brett and Anthony both showed joy when they heard what Bourne said. Originally, under Zack's persuasion, they gave up the plan of robbing thieves. Although they stuck to their bottom line, they still felt a little disappointed.

Now they don’t have to bear the moral guilt of breaking the law, nor do they have to risk corruption, and they can get a large bounty. Not only does it solve their urgent needs, but it also greatly improves their quality of life. How can they not be happy!

Besides, the capture of the wanted criminal will also be beneficial to Anthony's promotion in the police department. This time, the arrest was made through the FBI system. Even if the bureau wanted to take credit for his work, they couldn't do so.

Even Brett, who is about to retire, might be able to get his police rank raised by one or two levels before retirement!

Thinking of the various benefits that were about to come, even though both of them were calm and steady, they couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

"I've already called John Zhao, and they're probably on their way. Let's wait here for a while. My car was hit pretty badly, so I'll have to trouble Anthony to take me back later."

"No problem, your full-time driver Anthony reports to you! Hahaha" the three of them laughed together.

Soon, John Zhao arrived with a large number of FBI special police and saw Bourne, Brett and Anthony sitting side by side on a concrete platform chatting. Two large black satchels full of banknotes were casually thrown on the open space in front of the three.

The three men looked relaxed, not like FBI elites who had just solved a major case and captured a group of wanted criminals. Instead, they looked like farmers who had worked on the farm for a day and were sitting on the farm fence chatting about their harvest. The factory building behind them and the criminal's car overturned on the side of the road were their day's harvest.

After handing over the formalities to John Zhao and asking him to tow the car assigned to him by the bureau back for repair, Bourne and the other two got into Anthony's car and returned to the city together.

Since Brett's house was the closest, the three of them first came to the neighborhood where Brett's house was.

A few blocks away from where Brett rented, Anthony was about to start the car as he was waiting for a red light to turn green when he heard the shrill sound of a car engine coming from far away and approaching quickly.

"Racing gang!"

Anthony hurriedly stepped on the brakes and saw four or five racing cars whizzing past on the street in front of them. The gusts of wind they brought caused the plastic bags and leaves on the ground to swirl into the air and then fall down again.

A plastic bag fell on Anthony's head as he was looking out of the car window. He was so angry that he quickly retracted his head and cursed.