Not long after Owen sat down, Carlos also walked in. Seeing that the booth was still the same as before, Carlos walked over with a smile.
"Man, long time no see..."
The two of them held hands tightly. They had not seen each other for a long time. They were once good brothers. It was fine when Irving was at CU in Los Angeles. Although he was busy with work, everyone was in the same city and could always find time to meet. Later,
Irving introduced Carlos to the CIA, a place he had only dreamed of visiting. There were not many opportunities for the two of them to see each other again. After that, Irving was transferred to Washington, and the two of them never saw each other again, only occasionally making phone calls.
"Man, how do you feel over there?"
Owen asked with a smile. Joining the CIA was the life Carlos had always dreamed of.
"It's very exciting, very exciting. I really enjoy the feeling of walking on the edge of life and death every day, but it seems that you have been more prominent during this period, asking whether the lonely hero in the White House is you..."
"Haha~~"
Irving made a haha, neither admitting nor denying that the White House has always only said that it is an agent from TU, and has not named the specific name. This is done by President Palmer from a security perspective, otherwise if he takes the opportunity to make a big publicity
Ichiban, there are only benefits and no harm to CTU, and Jack is a low-key person. He doesn’t like to live in the spotlight, and he doesn’t want to make CTU as globally famous as CIA. For this reason, he even turned down many Hollywood projects about CTU.
set up.
"Hoho, it seems it's really you..."
Seeing Irving's attitude, Carlos became excited. He looked like he wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask. It was also a confidential department. He knew that even if he asked Irving, he wouldn't tell him, but in the end he couldn't help but ask: "Man
, tell me, is the secret passage in the White House through which Kennedy brought Monroe in real?"
Owen smiled and shook his head: "Haha, no comment..."
"Fake!"
Carlos punched Irving on the shoulder in disappointment. Although he knew that Irving wouldn't say anything, he couldn't help but be curious.
"Okay, okay, put your curiosity aside. You are a veteran federal agent. Don't act like a rookie. What's going on with this guy Carl? I'll call him and ask him why he hasn't arrived yet.
?”
Irving patted Carlos on the shoulder, then took out his phone and prepared to call Carl. The three of them had always been the best friends, and this Wild Cat Bar was their stronghold. They finally came back this time and wanted to get together, so Irving called Carl in the afternoon.
, but this guy hasn’t appeared yet at this time.
Just as he was about to dial, Carl's call came in. Owen shook the screen at Carlos and answered the call: "Man, why haven't you arrived yet?"
Carl's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Steve, is Carlos with you?"
"certainly."
"Come out, I'm at the door of the Wild Cat Bar, and I'll take you to a place."
Irving wanted to ask something else, but Carl had already hung up the phone. Irving and Carlos looked at each other in confusion, wondering what Carl was doing and whether there was any surprise, but they were both grown men, not little girls.
When the two walked out of the bar, they saw a police car parked at the door. Karl, still wearing a police uniform, was waving to them.
"What's going on?"
"Get in the car first and talk about it on the way."
The two got in the car, but their curiosity was aroused by Karl.
After a while, the police car drove off the street and headed in the direction of the West Hollywood precinct.
…
In the car, Karl opened his mouth and said something, and the two people in the back seat widened their eyes.
"What did you say? Today is dad's last day to go to the police?"
Carlos and Owen both looked in disbelief.
"Yes, dad will officially retire starting tomorrow, so Director Harwell has specially prepared a surprise for him. You two are so lucky, just in time..."
…
In the city
Father George came out of an old-fashioned small building with a tired look on his face. He had just mediated the conflict between a Mexican couple. The two couples got into a fight over a trivial matter. The house was smashed to pieces and the children were frightened to tears.
The neighbor called the police, so he had to come over and take a look.
He has not been idle all day. In the morning, he dealt with a traffic accident, and in the afternoon he fined three speeding fines, which earned him a lot of scolding. In addition, he also rescued a dog, which probably jumped off the wall.
, got entangled in wires and threads, and was trapped there, screaming "Woo-Woo".
Father George happened to hear it when he was driving by, so he stopped to check and found the stray dog. The father parked the car at the iron fence and stepped on the front hood of the car to jump over the iron fence. The stray dog thought that the father was going to hurt it.
A dog barked.
Dad had no choice but to dodge its sharp mouth and cut the rope around it bit by bit. Fortunately, the stray dog was entangled in the rope. Although it barked fiercely, it was not a big threat. It only hurt during the rescue process.
Stray dog, the violent stray dog almost bit Dad several times.
Until the rope on his body was cut off, the stray dog finally realized that his father was helping him, stopped showing hostility, and became docile. In the end, the process of removing the wire went smoothly, and his father opened the wire, and the stray dog regained his freedom.
.
The moment the stray dog got out of trouble, it leaned into its father's arms affectionately, nuzzled its father's legs with its mouth, and even waggled its tail.
"Haha, haha, okay, okay, you are free, be careful in the future..."
The father stroked the dog's head with satisfaction, his tone was like treating a child, and he felt satisfied in his heart. At the same time, he was lamenting that he was really old.
If it were before, he would definitely not waste time on these "trivial" things. He felt that it would not be a waste of time until he handled big cases and cracked down on those heinous criminals. But recently, he has increasingly felt that these
Trivial things are very important. Every time you help someone, his soul will be purified. Those small satisfactions are like a trickle, but they are different from when you handle a big case.
The stray dog in his arms suddenly ran away, and the father was about to leave. The stray dog suddenly ran back with a bone in his mouth, put the bone on the ground, barked at the father twice, and then pushed the bone with his mouth.
The front is arched.
Dad laughed out loud, this silly dog. At this moment, he actually had the idea of adopting this dog. He had no children, so maybe it would be good to have him as a companion.
The father knelt down and stroked the dog's head: "Silly dog, are you willing to live with me?"
Dad asked in a decent manner. How could the silly dog know what it meant? He just kept wagging his tail.
Dad shook his head, feeling that he had become stupid. He stood up and turned to leave. The stupid dog actually picked up its bones and followed behind, wagging its tail.
A smile appeared on Dad's lips, as if he acquiesced to its existence. After coming out of the iron fence, he opened the back door. The stray dog climbed into the back seat consciously and was reluctant to leave the bone in his mouth.
Dad smiled and closed the car door for it, "Okay, we're leaving."