I'm a spy in the film

However, one day passed, then two days passed, and the second team found nothing. All the clues they had previously pursued seemed to be cut off by an invisible hand, and the entire case came to a dead end with no clue.

"Damn it, it must be done by an expert. They wiped out all the clues so quickly. They are definitely not ordinary people. This person or organization must not only be powerful, but also rich! Such an organization is definitely not something we can deal with. Let's report it! Captain"

At the team's analysis meeting in the evening, a team member said this to Captain Norton.

Bourne also agreed with this suggestion, but it had only been less than two days since the case was issued. If he reported it now, Team Leader Hank would definitely be furious. Or...

"No, let's try other clues first. If there are no new clues, we will dig out new clues." Norton finally made the decision. Then he stood up and said, "Everyone has worked hard these two days. Go back and rest early today and continue tomorrow!"

After saying that, he led the way out of the meeting room, and the remaining team members also left in twos and threes. Bourne was about to leave when someone patted him on the shoulder from behind.

Bourne turned around in surprise and it was Zack.

"When did you come back? Why didn't you tell me? I went to the airport to pick you up!"

"Haha." Zach grinned, showing his iconic big white teeth.

"I came back this afternoon because I knew there was a big case in the bureau. Let's go, I know a good restaurant. Let's go have a meal and chat!"

The restaurant that Zack introduced is located in Queens. It is a Mexican barbecue restaurant. The taste is hard to describe, but the portion is really filling. Bourne, who had been hungry for a day, feasted on the food and replenished the energy he had lost in the past two days.

Zach tilted his head back and drank the wine in the glass. He let out a sigh of relief. At this time, a row of empty glasses were neatly placed on the table in front of him. Zach burped comfortably and looked very happy:

"I love the taste of this mezcal, Bourne, you really don't want a glass?"

"No, you don't want your car to stay here overnight, do you? Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll only see your car in the hands of the stolen goods dealer!"

"Yeah, that's right. Please take my car away. I need to go shopping on 43rd Street later. Haha!"

Seeing Zack's signature silly grin, Bourne knew that this guy was drunk, but after spending some time together, Bourne also understood this guy. The higher he drank, the more excited he got. This was his standard for picking up girls in a bar. Never mind, he had no right to interfere in other people's private lives. After all, this was an open country. With Zack's looks and experience, he could always pick up different girls.

Standing at the door of the restaurant and witnessing Zack staggering into a taxi, for Zack's safety, Bourne deliberately stopped a taxi whose driver was a fat black woman.

The black female driver with a round face was very individual. Seeing Zach staggering like a drunk, she didn't want to answer the call at all. She sang rap to reject the two of them and said she was going to have a romantic dinner with her boyfriend Jesse after get off work. If it wasn't for the 100-dollar bill between Bourne's fingers, she would never, absolutely not care about this guy sitting in the passenger seat, nodding his head repeatedly and asking to go to 43rd Street...

"this is for you!"

Bourne wrote down the address of Zack's rented apartment and his contact information on a notepad he carried with him, tore it off and put it in a $50 bill and handed it to the black female driver.

"If he's still not awake by the time we get to 43rd Street," Bourne pointed at Zach, who couldn't even open his eyes, and said to the grinning black female driver, "Then send him to the address on the note. If you need anything, call me. My number is on the note."

"Hey, you know what? You're a good buddy. My name is Bell, and I'm the fastest taxi driver in New York. This is my business card. If you want to call a taxi, just call the number above. I guarantee you'll be satisfied with my skills!"

"The fastest? How fast can it be?"

Bourne smiled and said, "I drive the fastest car in New York without my hands in my pockets. How dare you, a female driver, claim to be the fastest?"

As if she saw the smile in Bourne's eyes, Belle suddenly became a little annoyed. Her cheeks puffed up and she stuck her head out of the car window to talk to Bourne.

"boom--"

With a loud bang, an explosion occurred in a supermarket not far away. The glass windows facing the street were shattered into pieces by the shock wave and scattered in all directions like flowers scattered by heaven.

Bell had never seen such an explosion before. She stared at the supermarket with her mouth wide open in shock. She had just wanted to go in and buy a small gift for her boyfriend. If she hadn't accepted Bourne's job...

"careful!"

Seeing that the glass fragments were about to fall from above, the female driver's head was still sticking out of the window. Bourne quickly stepped forward, stood in front of Bell's face, and raised his coat to block the heads of both of them.

“Wow, la la—”

The sound of broken glass falling and hitting the roof of the car woke Belle from her trance. She quickly retracted her neck and found that it was Bourne who helped her block the first wave of broken glass attack, which made Belle a little moved.

"Don't worry about it, we are friends, right?"

Bourne shook off the broken glass on his body and smiled at Bell. Firstly, he liked this smiling black female driver, and secondly, although he was no longer in China, as a world policeman, he still had the courage to block broken glass for the people of the world. Although this was a world that valued individual supremacy, at this moment, Bourne subconsciously made a move to protect others. There was no other way, it was a habit he had developed in his previous life.

After saying that, Bourne turned and looked in the direction of the explosion. It was a large supermarket. He couldn't see what was going on inside, but the parking lot outside was full of people running around like headless flies. There were also a few guys who didn't forget to pull the shopping carts while running. They really valued money over their lives!

At this moment, a figure fleeing in panic on the driving lane in the middle of the parking lot attracted Bourne's attention. It was a young man in a blue jacket, and a pet truck with its headlights on was chasing him. Seeing the distance between the man and the truck getting closer and closer, the young man stopped in despair, holding his head and not daring to accept the impending fate of being hit by the car.

"Oh, no—what are you going to do?"

Bell's scream came from behind. She was originally attracted by the thrilling scene in the parking lot, but then she noticed that Bourne, who was standing in front of her, had pulled out a gun and aimed it forward.

It was nearly a hundred meters away, and it was night time, so Bourne was not sure he could hit the tire of the pet truck.

However, before Bourne could take aim, a red Dodge Viper suddenly appeared from the other direction of the road and rushed towards the young man with his head in his hands at an even faster speed. When it was still two car bodies away from the young man, it did a 360-degree drift and directly knocked the young man into the passenger seat. The front of the car, which had just avoided the pet truck rushing straight at it, sped away towards the road in the distance.

"Cool! So pretty!"

Bell slapped the steering wheel and cheered loudly, but his voice dropped off when he saw the pistol tucked into Bourne's back.

"What are you thinking about?" Bourne glared at the black female taxi driver unhappily. Her eyes were rolling around, and it was obvious that she was up to no good.

Bourne pulled out his ID and showed it to her.

"FBI, Bell, the police will be here soon, please leave here quickly. I will chase those two cars. They are in danger!"

With that, Bourne ran towards Zack's car, started the car and chased in the direction the red Dodge Viper escaped.

Bell, who was standing still, saw Bourne start the car, start the car, and use the inertia of the drift to turn around and drive onto the street. His eyes lit up and he murmured:

"This guy's skills are pretty good too. I'll definitely compete with you when I get a chance!"

Although she said this, it did not prevent her from starting the car swiftly and disappearing from the spot.