Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Seeing that there were more and more people watching, and everyone had a smile on their face as if they were just watching the fun, Howard was embarrassed and angry: "Hey, can you help me solve this first?"

"OK, take it easy~" The nurse on duty casually comforted Howard, walked to the counter and picked up the radio phone: "Please ask the nurse to bring a wheelchair over. There is a person here at the front desk with a toothpick stuck in the robot arm. .”

Originally, the other patients onlookers were just guessing, but when the nurse on duty yelled at him, Howard stopped dead on the spot: "Can't you be more subtle in your speech?!"

"Sorry, we don't have a code word for the special situation of 'the toothpick is stuck in the robotic arm'," the nurse walked up to Leonard: "Why is it still connected to the computer?"

"It is used to control the computer, but the computer has crashed, so..." Ron indicated with his eyes, so you can imagine what he posted later.

"Have you tried shutting down and restarting?" The nurse on duty proposed the same solution as Ron. Before Ron could answer, the nurse's hand had already pressed the restart button.

"Don't! Don't! Don't!" Howard's shout was always a step too late. Ron could have stopped him, but with the nurse's action, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and his sleeping memory was awakened.

It seems that this is how Howard was rescued from the original time and space?

Sure enough, the computer suddenly lost power, and the robotic arm immediately dropped and let go. Howard, who had lost his restraints, could finally straighten up without maintaining the weird posture of raising his hips:

"Winnie the Pooh finally escaped from the honey tree~"

Ron felt sick: "Well, thanks to you, I plan to never eat honey again."

The next day, early morning.

Toretto, who had long since resumed his daily life, drove out alone to make large purchases as usual.

Originally Leti wanted to join him, but considering that he wanted her to sleep a little longer, Toretto did not wake up the beautiful woman sleeping next to him. However, something happened when he drove to a remote trail nearby. Accident.

On the roadside, a slender woman was lying on the engine cover of a classic Beetle, fiddling with it constantly, but she still couldn't get the point.

Toretto felt a little itchy. He hadn't repaired a car of this style for a long time. He felt a little nostalgic when he saw it. He simply parked the car aside and said, "Do you need help?"

"Yes, it should be necessary~" the woman said, pushing up her sunglasses.

"It looks like the engine oil should be changed, or there is something wrong with the solenoid valve. Let me see if I can help you fix it." Toretto checked it and roughly guessed.

Based on his experience, he can tell something is wrong with the car at a glance, but to be cautious, he will still carefully check the condition of the car before deciding on a repair plan.

However, just when Toretto was immersed in repairing the car, the woman suddenly asked: "How is your retirement life? Dom?"

For a moment, Toretto was horrified. This woman was coming for him!

But his subordinate was still checking the car steadily, and just in time, he discovered the problem: "Your fuel relay is missing."

"I know," the woman held up a small part and waved it in front of Toretto, making Sima Zhao's heart clear.

"Okay, I usually like to play games, but today I'm in a hurry. If you have any questions, you might as well tell me."

Toretto carefully walked around to his car, quietly reached into the car along the window, and quietly took his large wrench.

"The game this time is different. I assure you, what I am going to talk about is something much more advanced than the game, but your destiny."

The woman followed and walked around in front of Toretto. She walked two fingers on Toretto's arm until they reached the hand holding the wrench. With a smooth squeeze, she also held the other side of the wrench.

"I create my own destiny." Toretto had a firm expression on his face. Although he still couldn't figure out what kind of tricks this woman was playing, one thing he was sure of was that if he planned to seduce her, he would never do it. have any effect.

"I want you to work for me."

"Working for you?" Toretto chuckled: "It would have saved some time if I told you earlier. Listen, no matter what you represent, come and talk to me. All I can answer you is, I don't work for anyone. Work."

After saying that, Toretto turned around gracefully, opened the car door and was about to get in the car, but the woman's hand persisted in pressing on the car door: "You can't hide this time, Dom, if you don't talk to me now, sooner or later you will have to Let’s talk.”

Unfortunately, Toretto still had no interest in his words: "Do you think I don't hit women?"

"You see, fate is so interesting. He is very cunning. It can bring you good things, and it can also bring you the next moment."

The woman pretended to speak a series of obscure lines that were difficult to understand. Toretto had no interest in this, but just found it troublesome. Following closely, the woman handed over a mobile phone.

I don’t know why, but Toretto picked it up by accident.

There was a video on the phone, but the content of this video was too shocking. Even a tough guy like Toretto was stunned in place, unable to control himself for a long time.

"You will agree to work for me, right?" the woman said proudly: "You will betray your brother, abandon your principles, and even destroy your family, because your team is about to face the only thing they can't do Something to contend with.”

"what is that?"

"That's you." After the woman said this, she installed the fuel relay back to its original position and started the car.

The car lit up naturally: "By the way, Dom, I won't tell anyone what happened today. You can have enough time to think about it. What are you going to do?"

On the other side, at the same time that the mysterious woman approached Toretto, Anonymous, who rarely showed up on his own initiative, also took the initiative to remove his mysterious veil and came to Ron's office.

"Ron, I have a mission here..."

"No need to talk!" Ron didn't wait for Nameless Doe to finish talking about the task, and interrupted her very rudely: "Dear Mr. Nameless Doe, I think you may have made a mistake.

I, Ron Lee Cooper, am a senior agent affiliated with the IRS and have nothing to do with the CIA or FBI. Even the Department of Defense is not qualified to transfer me. We are only under the control of the Finance Department. "

While wiping his gun, Ron said angrily: "However, speaking of the Department of Defense, it seems that we haven't gone to the Pentagon for a tax inspection for a long time. Do you want me to go there recently?"