I'm a spy in the film

After patiently listening to Bell's narration, Bourne, who was already full, wiped his lips and asked in confusion: "Then how can I help you?"

Hearing what Bourne said, Bell on the other end of the phone did not feel embarrassed at all and said directly, "Jess, my boyfriend's birthday is coming soon. I was thinking of running a few more orders in the next few days to earn some money to buy him a decent gift, but now I can't do anything.

Bourne, I'm just a taxi driver trying to make a living. Apart from you, I don't know any big shots in the FBI. Can you help me find someone you know and help me get my car out of the police station?

That's my bread and butter, I'll pay the fine!"

Bourne thought about Bell's words. He had some impression of this black female taxi driver because she seemed to be the heroine of a movie in his previous life.

But for some reason, as he grew older, his impression of the few movies and TV series he had watched in his previous life became increasingly vague. Only after meeting those so-called protagonists could he have a vague impression of them.

Just like this time, he only vaguely remembered that the robbers were four long-legged supermodels, and he couldn't remember anything else.

When he came to his senses, the phone had been hung up. Bourne smacked his lips, as if he had promised Bell something. Yes, he would help her ask. Bell thanked him happily and hung up the phone.

Suddenly looking up, through the rearview mirror, Bourne saw the driver constantly looking at him, and was a little surprised; "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

The driver was a rather old black man, who looked honest and kind, and didn't talk too much. He drove very steadily, which made Bourne quite satisfied. When Bourne asked, he grinned with his thick lips, "Was that Bell the one who called just now? She's a good girl, but she's too strong-willed and drove a little fast."

Bourne asked curiously, "Do you know Bell?"

The black driver laughed: "Haha, who among New York's couriers and taxi drivers doesn't know Belle? She is very famous among us and is one of the fastest taxis in New York!"

If it weren't for the preconceived impression from the movie in his previous life, Bourne really couldn't believe that in New York, where white supremacy and male power are supreme, a black woman could make such a big name in the two industries of courier and taxi.

Bourne asked in surprise, "Are you talking about a fat, black woman, Belle?"

The black driver said in a positive tone: "Yes, the fat, smiling Belle! But we all call her the 'Queen of Speed' because she is really fast and never delays the customers."

But then the black driver sighed and said, "The car was going fast, so the ticket was issued quickly! If you can help her, please do so. I believe there are many people who are willing to help her and she is willing to help! Young man."

Bourne seemed to be thinking.

When he arrived at the repair station, perhaps because the workers had worked overtime, his Chevrolet, which was damaged last night when he intercepted Lorenz, was repaired in half a day. As soon as he got the car keys, Zack called him and asked him about what happened yesterday.

Having just finished writing the report in the morning, the case was basically closed, so Bourne no longer hid it and told Zack the general situation. Zack was so excited that he almost jumped up from the bed, but was stopped by the nurse who came to check on him. Bourne listened to Zack apologizing and trying to please the female nurse again and again on the other end of the phone. Thinking of his embarrassing way of nodding like crazy, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It's no wonder that Zack was excited. Although he asked his master to give up the plan verbally over the phone after learning that his master had a plan to rob and eat and drink, the robbers were there and the robbery had not happened yet. It was unknown whether the master really gave up the plan.

After the case happened, as a non-investigator, Zack could not inquire about the case casually and could only wait anxiously for news in the hospital. Until just now, he learned from Bourne, a witness of the case, that not only was the robber captured and the stolen money recovered, but Bourne was also meritorious and his master also received a reward. Everyone was happy!

Zack's parents divorced in his early years, so it can be said that Brett is his relative. Bourne's move not only pulled his master Brett back from the brink of crime, but also gave him a big bounty gift, solving the heart disease that had troubled his master for many years. No wonder Zack was so excited.

Therefore, when the nurse finally left the ward, Zack hurriedly shouted that after being discharged from the hospital, he must take Bourne to Chinatown for a big meal!

The two were laughing and joking when Bourne suddenly remembered something and asked;

"Hey, man, do you know this detective named Mullins? The one who does robberies in the Bronx?"

"Mullins? Frawley's men, from the robbery squad. We've had meals and drinks together before, and we have a pretty good relationship. What's wrong?"

As expected of Zack, the FBI's New York socialite, he knows so many people.

Bourne sighed, and without hiding anything, he told the story of Bell directly.

Zack was so happy that he took charge of everything. He was about to call Mullins and said that this favor was easy to do!

Sure enough, less than five minutes after hanging up the phone, Zack called again and said that he had made an appointment on behalf of Bourne for 8 o'clock in the evening, at the same Mexican barbecue restaurant, and Mullins would go there. The details would be discussed in person.

Because the matter was not yet confirmed, Bourne simply sent the situation to Bell via email and told her to wait for his call in the evening!

Because he had just handed over a big case and new cases had not yet been assigned, Bourne was relatively free today. He went to the barber shop and took a shower in the afternoon, and arrived at the Mexican barbecue restaurant on time at 8 o'clock in the evening.

As soon as he sat down, he saw a man in his thirties, wearing a windbreaker and with a capable temperament, walking into the restaurant. He looked around and soon saw Bourne, walking straight towards him.

Bourne had never met Mullins, but Mullins had not only met Bourne once, but had also seen Bourne's photo in many reports. Mullins did not dare to underestimate this newcomer in the FBI. After all, he was someone who had been praised many times by his boss Frawley, not to mention that in the Los Angeles hostage protection operation that had made a lot of noise some time ago, it was rumored that Bourne single-handedly rescued an entire witness protection team.

Although the matter was suppressed by the higher-ups due to the impact, as the largest intelligence organization in the country, how could the FBI hide what was happening inside from those who were interested in finding out? It was said that the heads of several districts wanted to take Bourne over, saying that it would strengthen their forces. After all, who wouldn't like such a loyal, capable, and trouble-making Red Flower Double Sticks brother?

Therefore, after receiving a call from Zack about the situation, Mullins decisively decided to come to the appointment. For a capable colleague like Bourne, it would be beneficial to get to know and make more friends with him. You know, this is a naked profit-seeking society, and who doesn't need to use others?