Some time passed, and Brian began to work in an auto modification shop, but he never even had the chance to get close to Dominic Toledo's team. He could only clock in at Dominic Toledo's fast food restaurant every day.

While trying to find opportunities to get closer, everyone in the group is waiting every day for Brian to make some progress. Although they are anxious, everyone knows that many things are destined to be imminent.

During this time, Zhou Yu still couldn't think of anything about the past of his body, but he didn't have to go to the hospital anymore. Although he couldn't get any relevant memories from the past, Zhou Yu also

I still learned a lot of information about the past through various methods.

Alex Joe, a dual citizen of the United States and the United Kingdom, was born in the United Kingdom and grew up in the United States. His biological father is unknown and his biological mother is deceased. He has an adoptive father who lives in Texas and runs a small farm. He is an ordinary man in his sixties.

The old man took care of him day and night diligently and didn't let him touch anything dangerous. He was so weak that he didn't look like a brave and fearless Texan, and maybe he wasn't one in the first place.

However, compared to hunting on horseback, Alex showed a very smart side when he was a child. Anyway, he looked like an ordinary smart student, and in Zhou Yu's opinion, there was nothing special about him.

After finding his adoptive father's phone number, Zhou Yu hesitated for a few days and then dialed the number with his new mobile phone.

The phone rang several times and the phone was connected, and a deep and thick voice rang in Zhou Yu's ears: "Is it Alex?"

Zhou Yu paused: "It's me, dad."

The voice on the phone seemed a little happy: "I changed my phone number. I called you but couldn't get through. Why haven't you contacted me for so long?"

Zhou Yu hesitated: "I..."

Just this second of hesitation made the adoptive father immediately alert and said quickly: "What happened?"

"Dad, I'm working."

The person over there breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Now that you're working, let me guess which lucky company recruited you, Microsoft?"

"No, it's the FBI."

"FBI!?" The adoptive father's voice suddenly rose: "You work for the FBI now!? Why do you want to work for the FBI? You should have a better future!"

Zhou Yudao: "Well, I don't know what happened, but I do work for the FBI now, but it is the LAPD-FBI joint special working group, which can also be said to be the LAPD. Although I don't know when this group will be disbanded, but I currently

Those who are responsible for technical support and join the FBI in the name of technical experts do not need to perform front-line operations."

The adoptive father was a little strange, and his tone was full of wonder: "What do you mean you don't know what's going on? You were deceived or forced!"

Zhou Yu honestly confessed and was lenient: "I lost my memory. I was beaten up just the day before I reported for duty. I can't remember anything about it before. I'm sorry, Dad."

The voice on the phone got louder and sounded a little angry: "You still have amnesia! What bastard is he? I'm going to kill him with a gun and stuff my shotgun into his ass! How are you doing now!"

Zhou Yu said: "Fortunately, except that I have no memory, everything else is fine. I have not forgotten the knowledge and skills I learned. Everyone also takes good care of me."

"That's good. Have you seen the doctor?"

Zhou Yu said into the phone: "I've seen it, and they say there's still blood in the brain, but it won't have any impact on the body. There may be a chance in the future that I can slowly recover my memory."

"That's good. You should take more rest and take good care of your body, and let your smart brain have a good rest. Are you in Los Angeles?"

"Um."

"Let's do this for now. I've written down your phone number. Remember to answer the phone."

"I know, Dad."

After hanging up the phone, Tanner came over at some point and patted Zhou Yu on the shoulder: "I know this is difficult, especially telling your father about this kind of thing. Without memory, it will be a big trouble for the whole family.

, but I believe you are also ready to accept the current situation and face the past."

Zhou Yu turned to look at Tanner, smiled and nodded: "Thank you, sir."

Tanner said: "The bank accounts are all back."

Zhou Yu smiled and nodded: "Well, I got it all back, and there's not a penny missing from the money in it."

"Very good, work hard. After this task is completed, I will help you apply for a two-week vacation. You can go back and spend time with your family. I hope it can change your situation."

"Thank you, sir."

Tanner patted Zhou Yu again and left. In fact, Zhou Yu didn't have any important work now, and there were very few things to do every day. Basically, he just gave some technical advice. After all, there was no progress on Brian's side.

Almost all work is at a standstill, and most of them are doing their own things.

Two days later, Zhou Yu's new mobile phone suddenly rang. After seeing the unfamiliar number connected, Zhou Yu heard his adoptive father's voice again.

"Alex, I'm in Los Angeles, where are you?"

Zhou Yu was stunned for a moment, but did not elaborate on his location. Instead, he asked where his adoptive father was, said hello, drove over in his new car, and then stopped at a restaurant in a roadside rest area.

I found my adoptive father who was drinking tea and reading the newspaper.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, the old cowboy inside waved to Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu quickly walked over, looked at him and asked, "Dad, why are you here?"

Old Cowboy Joe waved his hand boldly: "Of course I came to see how you were doing. I brought my shotgun with me. I must find the guy who made you lose your memory and stuff my shotgun into his ass."

Zhou Yu suddenly felt a toothache: "Did you drive across two states?"

"Of course." Lao Qiao nodded, took Zhou Yu to sit down and checked it up and down, then nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, no arms or legs missing."

Zhou Yu shook his head: "No, I just got a knock on the head, and now I'm fine."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Lao Qiao asked: "Then how much do you remember now."

Zhou Yu: "I don't remember anything."

Lao Qiao asked curiously: "You don't even remember the time when you almost broke my butt into four pieces?"

Zhou Yu was suddenly confused: "I don't remember, why should I break your butt into four pieces?"

"Very good, because there is no such thing at all." Old Qiao shook his head and looked at Zhou Yu with a slight frown: "You don't remember anything. You don't remember that I am your father?"

Zhou Yu looked at Lao Qiao, but he really didn't remember anything except some familiar feelings.

Seeing Zhou Yu's appearance, Old Qiao understood. He sighed and said, "Oh, the doctor said it's possible to recover his memory."

"Yes, yes." Zhou Yu nodded lightly and said, "I'll probably recover slowly after the intracranial blood stasis is gradually absorbed. Normally, I shouldn't have amnesia with that level of injury, but my brain is very sophisticated.

Everything is possible, and my situation is also possible. Although I don’t remember what happened before, I knew you were my dad as soon as I saw you."

Lao Qiao sighed: "You, I asked you to find a good job in a big city. With your ability, it will not be a problem to make one million per year in a few years. Why did you choose to be an FBI? You have never been involved in this before."

Guns don't look like kids growing up in Texas at all."

"Maybe it's because there's a lot of money?" Zhou Yu thought for a moment and said, "I have already received half a million US dollars as a signing fee and an annual salary of 300,000 US dollars. There is huge room for appreciation. After completing two years of training and internship, I will be a team commander or

He is the head of a small department and also provides accommodation and vehicles.”

Old Qiao was stunned for a moment, then immediately changed his words: "Well, do it well, there is a danger of hiding behind and letting others rush in. Working in the FBI will also be a good experience. It is just a good exercise for your little body. You will be hit with a sap."

Even if you have amnesia, you are too fragile. When I asked you to exercise before, you always found various ways to shirk it. Do you still think so now?"

"You have to exercise well, otherwise you may lose your life next time."

Zhou Yu nodded, suddenly thinking of something, and showed an expression of careful recall.

Lao Qiao quickly asked: "What do you remember?"

"A private research I did before." Zhou Yu replied casually and lowered his voice: "It can greatly improve physical fitness quickly and without any side effects. Everyone can be a super soldier. There is only theoretical data.

after testing."

Old Qiao pulled Zhou Yu and shook his head slightly, took a wary look at the situation in the restaurant and pointed at the food on the table: "Eat first, and then go to your place."

"Um."

After finishing eating, Old Qiao took Zhou Yu out of the restaurant. When he came out, he pointed at Zhou Yu's yellow Porsche and said, "Is that your car?"

"Well, the team gave it to me on the first day of work."

"It's not bad. It's not even launched in North America yet. Okay, you go ahead and I'll follow you." Lao Qiao pointed to a black Raptor pickup truck not far away with a canopy on the back, and walked directly over.

Zhou Yu got in the car and Lao Qiao followed, all the way to the residence provided by the bureau. It was a small single-family garden house confiscated by the FBI. The house was only two stories tall, and the yard area was only about 200 square meters.

There is also a garage on the left and right sides, which is still much worse than the current luxury house where the team works.

The two parked the car and returned home. Lao Qiao followed Zhou Yu in with a box in hand. But as soon as he entered the house, he raised his hand to signal Zhou Yu not to speak. He opened the box and took out a handheld device and began to scan the entire house in detail.

Checked it again.

Zhou Yu just watched in stunned amazement as Lao Qiao was tossing around the house, and then watched Lao Qiao throw three bugs in front of him and crush them.

Old Qiao pointed to the ground with some disbelief: "CIA special bug, what are you doing? What dangerous research were you doing before you lost your memory? What else did you do to be monitored by the CIA? I told you not to do those weird things before.

What's weird, you built a small nuclear reactor when you were young and you forgot about it after I taught you a lesson? Oh, God, you really forgot, God, what I would rather you forget is the messy knowledge in your mind,

This way you don't have to worry about me every day, I can take care of you for the rest of your life, my great son."

Zhou Yu was the one who was really stunned. There were bugs in the house, and his adoptive father found these bugs and told him that they were special bugs for the CIA. He was the one who couldn't figure out the situation.

"dad?"

Lao Qiao put down the equipment in his hand and said without changing his expression: "In order to prevent you from messing around all day, I can't even practice such a skill."

Zhou Yu was stunned: "I feel like you are lying to me."

Old Qiao waved his hand boldly: "No, you have always believed it before."

Zhou Yu was speechless. Suddenly, the phone rang. He took it out and saw another unfamiliar number. Lao Qiao motioned for Zhou Yu to answer the call and then came closer.

Some familiar voices appeared in my ears: "Are you at home?"

"Is it you, McCall?" Zhou Yu was a little surprised, and then said: "Yes, I just got home."
To be continued...