FBI Request

The Tinkerer remained unmoved, having successfully rescued another scoundrel. After all, this guy would be harming United States anyway, so what did it have to do with him?

It's impossible to expect that everyone who comes to him is a poor, kind person. And he can just play the role of a selfless, unlicensed doctor who is willing to provide free medical care to the poor.

In fact, truly good people don't covet such free resources. They also know how to make effective use of the resources at hand, avoiding a situation where they have to rely on others for charity, so they won't become rich but also won't starve.

Based on the Tinkerer's experience over the past six months, the people who come to him are either bad or stupid. Think about where the saying "There's always something hateful about a pitiful person" comes from.

Drinking alcohol can lead to liver cancer, smoking can lead to lung cancer, chewing betel nuts can lead to oral cancer, and promiscuity can lead to AIDS. Are these things something a good person would do? These people may be considered vulnerable, but they are not necessarily good people.

Or there are parents who would rather spend their money on medicine and then bring their sick children to beg for free medical care; or there are poor people who think the illness is not that serious and insist on waiting until it is terminal before asking a doctor for a miracle cure.

What If...? the decision to save or not save someone is based on whether they are good or bad, then the Tinkerer will never have the opportunity to hone his medical skills and gain clinical experience.

He remembered very clearly that his original intention was not to do good deeds, but simply to find some free guinea pigs. Compared to those scientists who conducted illegal human experiments, at least he had saving lives as a secondary goal, rather than for experimentation or killing.

After leaving Cedars-Sinai Medical Center, the Tinkerer planned to find a dark alley without surveillance cameras and use his Super Speed to get home.

In the United States at that time, although it wasn't like it would be later, with surveillance cameras monitoring people's every move on the streets.

However, as a top-tier medical center, Cedars-Sinai places great emphasis on the security of its surroundings. Therefore, there are quite a few locations with surveillance cameras installed, leaving virtually no gaps.

Either go a little further, or walk into that only fire lane near the medical center, between the two apartment buildings.

Although I've already revealed most of my abilities to certain people, they haven't been made public yet. Therefore, in daily life, I try to avoid using them and avoid exposing them if possible. This is the fundamental principle.

However, this fire lane, which is usually deserted, had a car parked inside today. The Tinkerer noticed that there were three people inside.

Turning back at anything he sees is too conspicuous. To avoid revealing his unusual behavior, the Tinkerer decides to cross the fire lane and find another location without surveillance or human presence, then use his Super Speed to escape.

Regardless, walking the streets of Los Angeles with this Tinkerer's skin on feels a bit strange.

Halfway through the journey, the Tinkerer sensed something was amiss. The three people in the car seemed rather agitated. Should he turn back? Or... go and see what was going on?

By the time he passed the car, it was too late to run. The three people in the car got out at the same time and surrounded the Tinkerer's path.

Running away would seem like a guilty conscience. Perhaps it's better to see what the other party is planning. That's what the Tinkerer thought to himself.

The Riddler; the one in the lead immediately pulled out his badge and said, "FBI, I'm Senior Special Agent James. I hope you'll cooperate with our investigation."

Although their tone was rather mild, apart from the FBI Agent, the other two already had guns in hand, though they weren't pointing them at anyone.

The Tinkerer, carrying a briefcase, asked, "Do you have an arrest warrant?"

The baseball bat had been crushed into an aluminum disc and tossed into my handbag before I left the medical center to destroy evidence. Looks like I acted too quickly. What a pity.

Agent James chuckled and said, "I don't have an arrest warrant, that's why I said it's for your cooperation in the investigation."

"What If...? I don't cooperate?" the Tinkerer asked.

"There's always a way to get you to agree, isn't there?"

People who wield public power can always find a way to cause trouble for you unless you have a powerful lawyer as your backer who can silence the other party.

This isn't something Tinkerer can accomplish simply by reading a few law books and memorizing the laws. The most important thing is still that lawyer's license.

Without that, even if you can request self-defense in court to protect yourself, you still have to cooperate with law enforcement agencies like the police or the FBI and follow procedures. If you don't cooperate, then a crime has been committed, and in serious cases, your magazines might be emptied on the spot.

Even if they ultimately succeed in defending themselves and are found not guilty, they still need a licensed lawyer to protect them if they want to file a complaint against the police or other law enforcement agencies. Only then will these people be truly afraid.

Otherwise, even if ordinary people file complaints, citing the correct legal provisions, providing sufficient information, and providing complete evidence, the matter will still be shelved.

So it's not true that memorizing law books makes you invincible. That lawyer's license is the real asset that can deter law enforcement agencies.

Without the necessary license, the Tinkerer could only ask helplessly, "Could I know what it's for?"

"Has someone reported the surgery I just had?" the Tinkerer wondered.

But Cedars-Sinai Medical Center wouldn't do something like that. If they reported their own mistakes, they would also be held liable for lending out the operating room. That would be tantamount to ruining their own reputation.

Fortunately, Agent James responded quickly, saying, "We need your cooperation in investigating matters related to the crime syndicate leader, Andrew Saxon."

The Tinkerer immediately realized that the other party had come for the remaining one million in "medical fees".

Because if they were to convict Andrew Saxon, the Tinkerer wouldn't be able to provide any testimony about the other party's crime; arresting himself would be pointless.

So, the only options are to find someone to get me out of there, or to hand over my illegal gains, admit to practicing medicine illegally, and follow the rules completely. Would that be a better solution?

While mentally assessing the consequences of several approaches, the Tinkerer sighed and asked, "I understand, I shouldn't need to put him in handcuffs, right?"

What If...? you want to live in human society, you inevitably have to follow the rules. Actually, running away isn't impossible; at most, you'll just have to give up the "Tinkerer.

The problem is that the separation between the identity of "Tinkerer" and "Henry Brown" is not thorough, and many people know the relationship between the two identities.

Although he has a different face, black and white hair, and a noticeable scar, those who are really interested can still find the "Henry Brown" in the picture.

This reminded him of the warning Old Tom had given him when he was getting his documents in Alaska: "Don't do anything bad under the name ' Henry Brown.' If you ruin that name, you'll be in big trouble later."

As expected, people don't learn by being taught, but they learn by doing. This lesson is truly memorable.

Agent James didn't take out handcuffs; he simply opened the back door, gestured for the other passenger to enter, and said, "This isn't the place to talk. Let's find another suitable location."

This isn't the first time something like this has happened to me. Does the FBI really like doing this? They're always taking people away under the guise of assisting in an investigation, and then resorting to verbal threats if they don't comply?

We should investigate whether this practice is legal and compliant, or just a tactic to scare those with guilty consciences. Should we confront them head-on? That's the right course of action.