The FBI Director who traveled through

Tolson leaned against the bathroom wall to calm down the unknown agitation in his heart. He knew exactly what he was feeling just now. What made him feel wrong was that he was facing Edgar, a man.

Letting the water from the lotus spray on his body and face, Thorson didn't dodge at all. His short blond hair was tightly pressed against his cheeks, and the expression on his face seemed to be suppressing something and couldn't release it.

Tolson's body is much stronger than Edgar's. Although he is not as explosive as a professional boxer, the abdominal muscles on his abdomen also make Tolson look very masculine. This is Edgar's It's not comparable, even though Edgar's force value is much stronger than Tolson's.

"'Dong Dong Dong', Clyde, are you alright?" Edgar had been waiting outside for a long time, but he didn't see Tolson showing any tendency to leave the bathroom. As long as he had no choice but to knock on the door, he couldn't understand It was why Tolson, who was also a man, needed so much time to take a shower.

Tolson seemed to wake up suddenly from a deep sleep when he heard the knock on the door, shook off the hair and water droplets attached to his face, and slightly closed the valve and said, "Well, I'll be fine soon, just wait a minute."

After a few more minutes like this, the bathroom door finally rang, and Tolson, like Edgar, came out just wearing a towel. The habits of the two of them were very similar in this regard, and they both felt that they were in the bathroom. It's too humid inside to change clothes, I like to change outside.

Although Edgar waited for a long time, he didn't say anything, but when Tolson was changing clothes, he turned his head and didn't look at Tolson again. Even if they were both men, watching each other change Clothes are not a polite thing either, Edgar never thought so.

Tolson glanced at Edgar with a wry smile. He didn't know why he had such thoughts, but he was not a person who would evade. The only thing worth mentioning was Edgar's attitude. In his opinion, Edgar Although he was very open-minded at times, he was generally a conservative person. Tolson didn't think Edgar would approve of this matter. If there were any mistakes, he might not be able to stay in the Bureau of Investigation.

Tolson was conflicted at this time, but he was not a person who gave up lightly, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Tolson decided to take it step by step.

"I'm fine, let's go out." Tolson got dressed and said to Edgar, whose back was turned to him.

"Yeah." Edgar nodded and got up and walked towards the door first, while Tolson stood behind Edgar's right hand side as always, neither far away nor too close.

The atmosphere in California is very different from the atmosphere in Washington. Since Washington is the political center of the United States, it is relatively more sensitive than California. Most of the people in Washington are government workers, while a large part of the people in California are Those who are engaged in economics, and therefore, the nights in California are much more lively than those in Washington.

Edgar had grown up in Washington since he was a child, and he felt very novel about the night atmosphere in California, but it was just a novelty, but this kind of experience did not make Edgar feel excited at all, so he just scanned more I didn't look at it for a few seconds.

Tolson, however, understood Edgar's expression and said with a smile, "It's unexpected that the Director of the Bureau of Investigation, who has always dismissed many things, would be interested in the nights in California."

Edgar looked at Tolson, not sure if it was the light or it was real, Edgar thought he saw a sense of depression on Tolson's face, but when he looked carefully, there was nothing Realizing that, he automatically classified it as an illusion in his heart, Edgar said: "I'm just an ordinary person, and it's only natural that I'm interested in certain things. If I'm really not interested in anything, am I still a human being?"

"Then what would you be interested in?" Tolson asked casually, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes, and even the trace of depression disappeared without a trace.

"Novelty things that allow me to explore and people who are on the same level as me or even surpass me." Edgar is not a person who is content with being ordinary, at least not now, as long as there is such a thing that makes him interested, then He will definitely pursue it to the end.

It was only at this time that Tolson showed a smile from his heart, and said confidently: "That's good."

Edgar shook his head, not understanding why Tolson was happy after he said that, but said: "Clyde, I can't see through you now."

"Then do you believe me?"

Edgar looked at Tolson seriously and said, "That depends on whether you are worthy of my trust. All my beliefs will be leeway. I will not believe or deny everything for no reason. Only in this way can I You can advance and retreat freely, to be honest, you can only win 60.00% of my trust now."

The two stared at each other for a long time, and the people passing by looked at the way the two looked at each other and thought that they were planning to quarrel or fight, but they didn't care about their business. Naturally, they just played the role of passers-by, but some people still watched After one of them showed a gentle expression, he was still relieved, and then left.

Seeing Edgar's serious look, Tolson couldn't help laughing: "At least 60.00%, isn't it? But I want to tell you that my trust in you has reached [-]%, do you believe it?"

Edgar shook his head: "Even the closest relatives cannot have [-]% trust, let alone we are nothing, just tell me, what do you want to do?"

Edgar didn't believe Tolson's words. Whether it was in the previous life or in this life, he had never given [-]% trust. Even Anna, his mother in this life, he didn't fully trust.

Although it is a very painful and difficult thing to not have a person who fully trusts, Edgar is used to it. If one day he gives [-]% trust to someone, it will be the best thing for him. Worst of all, at least that's what he thinks now.

"I just want to know how good the relationship between us is, but I think 60.00% trust is actually a lot for you, right? Compared with the ordinary agents in the investigation bureau, your trust in me Is it the tallest?" Tolson said his thoughts.

"Of course," Edgar did not deny at all, "but compared to them, you are also more dangerous to me, and I am much more defensive against you than I am against them."

"It's like the stock market. The higher the risk, the higher the return. Once the bet is correct, it will be a rich return. Those secret agents are more like bank deposits. If the risk is not high, the return will not be particularly good." Tolson said casually. Said the metaphor that came to his mind.

Edgar looked at Tolson with admiration, because Tolson's thoughts coincided with his, which is why he believed in Tolson and at the same time took great precautions. Tolson knew him well, no matter what In all aspects, such a person is very good as a friend, but once he becomes an enemy, he will definitely be the worst enemy.

In this way, the two arrived at their destination. This is a hotel called "Little Caesars Hotel". Compared with the hotels around it, it is still much more advanced.

"Is this hotel the same owner as the Caesars Hotel in Washington?" Tolson didn't think this hotel had anything to do with the Caesars Hotel.

"Of course, you guessed right. The Caesars Hotel has a great reputation, so many places want to imitate the style and behavior of the Caesars Hotel to build a hotel for high-level people, but they are not as rich and powerful as the owner of the Caesars Hotel. You must know that the Caesars Hotel At the beginning of the hotel, there was a large blank area because of the high-end route, and they just spent money every day without income, and ordinary people naturally couldn’t afford such consumption, so these hotels were all acquired by the group behind Caesars Hotel.” Edgar explained.

"You know a lot." Tolson said with emotion.

"Don't you know that in addition to investigating cases and catching criminals, the Bureau of Investigation also has a duty to collect intelligence. As the director of the Bureau of Investigation, how can I not know many things." Edgar walked into the hotel first.

Thorson followed Edgar into the hotel. Although this hotel was not as big as the hotel in Washington, the equipment and environment inside were still well done, at least much better than hotels of the same level.

"Sir, how many are you?" The waiter stood in front of Edgar and asked respectfully holding the menu. His eyes did not look directly at Edgar, but his eyes were slightly off, but it would not make people feel uncomfortable. The feeling of being valued, many people are not used to being stared at outside, and some people even get angry because of this, which shows that the management and training of this hotel are in place.

"Two."

"Okay, sir, please follow me." The waiter stretched out his hand to lead the way, and did not put down the menu until he led Edgar and Tolson to their seats, stepped back and bowed, "Please read the main points, sir." Anything, call me if you like it."

"Well, you go down first."

"Yes." In some restaurants, in order to save time, the waiters will always urge customers to order something, because it may be enough to eat half a meal while the customer is dawdling to order, but it is undoubtedly very unwise to do so. One point here is still doing well.

"Clyde, order what you want." Edgar pushed the menu in front of Tolson.

"Your treat?" Tolson joked, although generally they go out to eat with the AA system, except for the hot pot that Tolson felt that the cost was not high and let Edgar treat it, but the cost of the Caesar Hotel is not high. As low as that time, it is just a joke to say so.

"of course."

"Hehe, no need, I was just joking with you."

"I'm not kidding you."

Tolson was still about to say something when he heard the noise coming from outside. The two people who had planned to ignore them looked at each other helplessly after hearing the people outside calling the noisy people and had to open the door.

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