In a bar.
Jim had been drinking silently for half an hour.
Then he was invited to the second floor.
Upon reaching the second floor and seeing the people inside, Jim was somewhat dissatisfied, "So cautious?"
"I don't mind, but he's different," Jonas nodded toward Jia Yu beside him.
Jia Yu pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Is it related to that FBI?"
Jim was startled, "How did you know?"
Jia Yu pointed to a cellphone, "A street shooting, something like this can't be hidden anymore. It seems that not only is the other party bold, but they also have connections with some people, so much so that you, the LAPD chief, had to seek our help. Has your family been threatened?"
Jim was dumbfounded, "How did you know that?"
"You have ten thousand men under you and still need our help; it could only be for this reason. Tell us what happened that made you need to see the boss."
Jim organized his thoughts and then shared what he knew.