Jimmy heard Ruiz's comments on OPR, and he was really at a loss for words. OPR had already investigated him before, focusing on his sources of funding and the matter of shooting suspects, and this time, it was truly an unwarranted disaster.

Hughes had submitted Jimmy's promotion application, the hidden hand behind the scenes arranged an attack on Jimmy, and also arranged for his internal investigation. Fuller was idle with nothing better to do, happened to have the time and manpower to deal with it, and all these reasons together led to the high-profile investigation inside the office by Fuller's people back then.

Jimmy, "What about the mole? How will they deal with them?"

Ruiz shook his head, "There usually isn't any special treatment, they might just be fired. If it's serious, they'd get a few years of prison at most."

Jimmy drank off his remaining liquor in frustration, "The cost is too low."

Ruiz, "After all, we are the FBI, these people have been involved in too much, we can't overdo it. As long as it's not extremely harmful, they usually aren't punished severely."

Jimmy, "By the way, did you ask about moving down South like I mentioned before?"

Ruiz looked at Jimmy somewhat surprised, "Didn't you go to Hughes's place? Didn't you ask him then?"

Jimmy, "No, that's not what we discussed today."

Ruiz, "I've mentioned it, but Hughes hasn't decided yet, just wait."

Jimmy, "Alright. I'll go pour a drink."

Jimmy, holding a glass, went to the bar, "Woody, another one please." Jimmy took out some change and placed it on the bar, Woody shook his head, pushed it back, and poured Jimmy a glass of Bourbon, "It's on me."

Jimmy looked at Woody; his expression was the same as before, but the more he looked at the smile on his face, the more it seemed like a bitter smile, a smile that was more a facade than an expression of joy, indicating the bar's closing was greatly affecting him.

When Jimmy arrived, he hadn't seen a notice on the bar's door, it seemed the matter of closing hadn't reached the point of notifying customers yet, Jimmy took his glass and returned to Ruiz's side.

Ruiz, "Have you really thought it through? Going South."

Jimmy nodded, "Always being passively waiting for them to come over is really affecting my life. I don't even dare to let my girlfriend come to my place anymore."

Ruiz sighed; Jimmy's thinking was definitely not wrong. If it were an ordinary person, even if they knew someone was causing trouble behind the scenes, they wouldn't be able to deal with it; they could only passively accept it.

But Jimmy was different, his ability to act was astonishing. If they really let him go South, who knows what a big mess he would make. Azte might even disappear. The key issue is that the potential impact of such an outcome might not just affect one or two departments. Not to mention, DEA would probably be up in arms.

Azte was involved in smuggling and drug trafficking, and the DEA definitely knew about it, but without tangible evidence, they couldn't touch Azte; at most they could catch some small fry.

If Jimmy took down Azte, the DEA would definitely feel like the FBI was overstepping into their domain, crossing boundaries, and also causing them to lose a significant potential funding.

The previous sweeping of Azte's people in New York was somewhat justifiable for the FBI, but directly crossing from the Northeast to the Southwest to crack down on gangs, wouldn't that be too extreme?

While drinking and pondering, stopping Jimmy didn't seem realistic, at best they could just delay some time. Now that Hughes had already informed Jimmy about the behind-the-scenes matters, he probably wouldn't block it for too long.

Ruiz, "Don't think too much, Hughes is probably considering it too, this matter involves a broad range, let's wait for him to arrange things."

Jimmy nodded, a day or two didn't make a difference, might as well wait. Sipping on the Bourbon, Jimmy suddenly remembered the matter about the bar, it was a good time to ask.

Jimmy, "By the way, Ruiz, I want to ask about something, what's our office's stance on agents engaging in commercial activities?"

Ruiz, "Why do you ask?"

Jimmy, "Remember the bartender Woody? He mentioned earlier that he might soon be out of a job, the bar's owner wants to close and plans to sell the liquor license and the bar."

Ruiz, "You want to take it over?"

Jimmy nodded, "It's right next to my apartment, convenient, and Woody is a friend of mine. Known him for a long time. Taking it over would at least give me a place to drink."

Ruiz, "Don't get directly involved, don't use your name."

Jimmy, "Is that it?"

Ruiz nodded, "Just avoid being too obvious, and don't let it interfere with your regular work."

Jimmy nodded, "Got it, I'll look into it later. I've never run a bar before, no experience."

Ruiz, "Handle it through a professional manager, be mindful of confidentiality, especially with OPR. You really made them look bad this time, it's quite possible that they're specifically targeting you."

Jimmy was truly a bit troubled. Being targeted by OPR meant the future wouldn't be easy, but the problem wasn't big, as long as he didn't involve himself in any serious violations, no one would likely fuss over minor issues. Not to mention, with Jimmy's formidable reputation, everyone had to consider whether it was worth it.

After discussing important matters, Jimmy and Ruiz casually chatted for a while. Ruiz put down his glass and left. This reserved old man had actually attended some club activity before receiving Jimmy's call and had only stayed a while before leaving. If not for Jimmy, he probably would have had a rather pleasant evening today.

Jimmy waited until there were few people in the bar before signaling Woody over.

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