"As long as you tell the truth, I'll help you become key witnesses.

All three of you will get new identities, legitimate American citizens.

Live in a new city, a new community, where no one knows who you are, I promise."

Mo Shaohong clenched his fists, his body trembling slightly, "I need to think about it."

"You have only 24 hours. After 24 hours, the immigration bureau will start deportation procedures, and when that happens, I won't be able to help you." Michael Jett dropped the words and turned to leave the ward.

The newly arrived Li consultant is indeed very capable, but they at the FBI aren't pushovers either.

…

Yue Lai Yue Hao Restaurant.

After leaving the hospital, Luke did not go home, but came to this restaurant to eat and try his luck.

Luke sat in the same spot as before.

He ordered roast pigeon, satay beef, steamed grouper, sausage claypot rice, and a bottle of Zhuyeqing.

Luke had tasted this wine once before, its flavor was unique, drinking it wasn't just about the wine, but also reminiscing.

The roast pigeon tasted delicious, Luke was thinking about packing one to take home for his dad.

The satay beef was surprising, different from what Luke imagined, quite tasty.

When not too busy, the restaurant owner lady came over to chat with Luke and gave him a bowl of green bean soup.

Luke quite liked the texture.

Today the owner lady wore a black sweater, jeans below, black long boots, her figure slender, attracting quite a bit of attention from diners.

Some guests are into this style.

They say when a restaurant's owner lady is pretty, people want to dine there every day.

A little after seven in the evening, an eight or nine-year-old girl came into the restaurant, wearing a red backpack, she went to the cash register, "Mom, I'm back."

The owner lady looked up and asked, "Is your homework done?"

"Almost."

The owner lady slightly furrowed her brow, "Hungry? Eat first."

The little girl tossed her backpack on the table near the cash register, then went to the restroom.

The owner lady brought her a portion of green bean soup and claypot rice.

Though the little girl wasn't chubby, she ate quickly, finishing in under ten minutes.

"Mom, can I watch TV for a bit?"

The owner lady sternly, "Finish your homework first."

"I've finished the school's homework."

"Don't try to fool me, your school barely gives any homework, you can finish in less than half an hour.

Finish the tutoring class's homework too."

The little girl pouted, took out her things from her backpack, and lay on the table doing homework.

A noise came from the restaurant entrance, five Asian youths walked in, speaking loudly.

They picked a large round table, someone took off his jacket, rolled up sleeves, revealing bluish tattoos.

Luke also noticed these people, one of whom, around twenty, caught his attention.

This youth had a yellow mohawk, looked a bit silly, it was Luke's cousin Will.

Finally found this kid, seeing his getup, Luke really wanted to smack him.

Forget it, in the end, he's just a cousin, they didn't interact much, not very close.

If it were the little chubby one, Luke would've smacked him by now.

Not just because of his silly hairstyle, but also the four companions beside him, none of them seem proper, swearing constantly, tattoos, ear piercings, obviously involved in gangs.

Luke suddenly thought of the man driving yesterday when he captured Mo Shaohong.

Though he couldn't see the face, he and Will had similar builds.

And considering this is the Flying Dragon Gang's territory, could this kid have joined the Flying Dragon Gang?

At this moment, Will also spotted Luke, his face slightly changed, hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at Luke.

Luke thought for a moment and didn't take the initiative to approach him.

One reason is to avoid causing a conflict in the restaurant and not escalate into a beating scene with punks.

No point.

Another reason is Luke's sensitive identity as an FBI criminal investigation consultant.

If Will really joined the Flying Dragon Gang, and the gang's higher-ups find out he has a cousin in the FBI, it could cause unnecessary trouble.

At this moment, Will stood up, glanced in Luke's direction, and headed to the restroom at the back of the restaurant.