I'm a spy in the film

Adam Frawley is a handsome middle-aged white man with a melancholy temperament. When he goes to Hollywood, he is definitely the kind of lady-killer who can make celebrities unable to close their legs.

Seeing that Zack's arm was injured, he was obviously surprised, but he didn't ask anything. He turned around and told his men to call a doctor.

"Wait a minute, Adam, let's get down to business first!" Zack stopped him and pointed to the side, "Bourne, my new partner!"

"Ha, you must be Bourne Lee, the Explosive Gunner!"

What kind of name is this? Who is so uneducated that he gave me such an ugly nickname?

Bourne was still complaining in his heart, and his right hand was tightly grasped by Adam Frawley: "How is it, are you used to the job? If not, come to the Bronx. There are many big and small cases here, which is just suitable for a capable young man like you!"

"Hey, hey, Adam, if you do this, Hank will skin me alive when he gets back!" Zack quickly inserted himself between the two of them and motioned for Frawley to look behind him.

Frawley had noticed the car that Zack and the other man were driving a long time ago. It had no windshield and the hood was covered with bullet holes, but the car was covered with colorful graffiti. At first glance, he knew it was a hip-hop car that Zack borrowed to hide his identity. But there was a policeman sitting in the back seat, so he didn't care. Seeing Zack pursing his lips to indicate, he took another look, but still couldn't figure out what it was.

"That policeman was fake. He was one of the robbers. We caught him on Beake Street. The bullet holes in the car and my arm were his work. We also found some of the stolen money he hid in the trunk!"

"what?"

Frawley's originally melancholy and confused eyes suddenly opened wide, and when he heard that part of the stolen money had been recovered, he opened his mouth in surprise.

"You just walked around the street? You found and captured the robbers alive? There were hundreds of us blocking them, but you let them get away?"

"Well, we got lucky! Look, I got shot, didn't I, Adam!"

"Haha, okay." Frawley waved his hand to let his men take over the suspect and laughed heartily.

"Excuse me, how much money was robbed this time?" Bourne interrupted as he watched the fake policeman in the car being taken away by the police officers who had gathered around him, and the stolen money in the trunk being taken out and counted.

"A total of about 30 million was robbed this time. The two robbers who were killed had a total of 8 million in their car. Add the 2 million you found, and there is still 20 million missing."

Frawley sighed and continued, "If you hadn't caught a live one, it would have been difficult for me to write this report!"

"Well, I think I know where the rest of the stolen money is?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the other two people present looked at Bourne in surprise. Frawley was even more overjoyed. This newcomer was really his lucky star!

"Zach, remember the policeman who was mowing the lawn you saw? I suspect he was one of the robbers. That flower bed..." Before Bourne could finish his words, Frawley called his men over, and while ordering Zach to be sent to the hospital, he personally took Bourne to collect the stolen money.

Sure enough, the travel bag was found lightly buried in the flower bed. After a quick count, most of the remaining 20 million were there. As for the missing few dozen, they were just minor flaws!

Frawley excitedly clenched his fist in the air and said happily:

"That's good. All the stolen money has been recovered! Even if one robber escapes, it won't be a big deal. Haha, Bourne, I was right. You are really cut out for this job!"

"Don't worry, I will clearly write down your and Zach's contributions in the report. Zach and I have known each other for a long time. He understands me, and you will know it in the future!"

After recording the information at the FBI Bronx Bureau, Bourne hurried to the hospital to find Zack. It was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

In a single ward, Bourne saw Zach, with his arm in a sling, flirting with a young female nurse. When a strange man suddenly pushed the door open, the young nurse gave Zach a glare and left the ward.

Bourne had already learned from the attending doctor that Zack was only grazed by a bullet and was bleeding a lot, but his injury was not serious. Now that he still had the leisure to flirt with the nurse, he knew that this guy was fine at all!

Since all the stolen money had been recovered and most of the suspects had been arrested, there was no longer a need for a large police force, so the two were able to take a taxi back to the New York headquarters.

What Bourne didn't know was that his name had already spread throughout the New York headquarters building - a new agent with both strength and luck, who was involved in solving two major cases in one day, Bald Hank had found a treasure!

Some local small media have already given him a new nickname, "The Hard-nosed New Detective," describing him as a ruthless and accurate FBI star.

On the way, Bourne and his companion received news from the black girl Keith. In view of the great contributions made by the two today, team leader Hank approved three days of leave for them. With the weekend, it is five days in total, so that the two can relax and come back to work next Monday!

Zack said he was going to get his car fixed and find a beautiful woman to relax with, but Bourne had other plans.

After sending Zack home, it was already six o'clock in the evening when Bourne returned to his apartment.

At this time of day, Bourne would be starving, but today he just felt that he was exceptionally energetic, as if he had endless strength!

"What's wrong with me? Is it because I'm too excited as a new employee?" Bourne was a little confused about his inexplicable excitement.

"Never mind, let me call my dad in Texas first. I don't know if he's awake yet!"

The person who answered the phone was Father Marcos. He said that the sedative injected into his father's body had been completely decomposed and he woke up last night. He is still in the hospital for observation and will call Bourne back later.

Knowing that his father was safe, Bourne felt relieved. Then he called his mother.

Bourne's mother Connie was a top law student at New York University. She met his father during a melodramatic heroic rescue of a damsel in distress. They were young and ignorant at the time, so they got married quickly and had Bourne.

After marriage, the two people, both of whom had strong personalities, had constant conflicts. Coupled with the car accident that caused Bourne to travel through time, the two finally parted ways.

Connie returned to New York to continue her studies and soon married her current husband Job Brady. They gave birth to a son and a daughter. The boy was named Gray Brady, sixteen years old, and was studying at Kent Military Academy in New York. The girl was named Olive, thirteen years old, and was studying at a private girls' high school in Williamsburg.

Although his biological parents have been separated since he was a child, Bourne has the Chinese concept of valuing family affection deeply rooted in his bones. He gets along very well with his mother, stepfather, and younger siblings. He was even influenced by his mother when he chose law as his major at the University of Dallas.

It was my mother's suggestion that I go to New York for this post. On the one hand, New York is the financial capital, and there are many opportunities here. On the other hand, although they are distant relatives, my mother's family has a lot of influence in New York. Of course, Bourne has another reason to come, but no one else knows it except that person.

Connie was very surprised to learn that Bourne had arrived in New York today. She talked to him for a long time. When she knew that Bourne would be off for work in the next two days, she asked him to come home early tomorrow morning. Bourne happily agreed.