The next day, Jimmy checked out of the room early and drove toward the address Jerry Mikulek pointed out to him.
The address given by Jerry Mikulek was a lake. Jimmy could only determine the route based on the map. The distance was not far and there were roads nearby. Jimmy drove directly to the lake. There was only a wooden house parked by the lake. A small boat.
Jimmy got out of the car and looked around. No one else was found around him. He walked to the front of the cabin and knocked on the door.
I had just looked at the structure and people in the house with my mind's eye, and found that there was only one human figure sitting on the sofa. After Jimmy knocked on the door, he heard the knock and got up to open the door.
Roland opened the door and was surprised to see Jimmy. He frowned and asked, "Jimmy?! Why are you back?"
Jimmy: "Hi, Roland."
Roland: "You're not Jimmy, who are you?"
Roland pulled out a revolver and pointed it at Jimmy's head.
Jimmy raised his hands to both sides to show that he was not threatening.
Jimmy: "Calm down, calm down, calm down. Roland." Jimmy looked at Roland, his gun pointed at Jimmy's head motionlessly, showing no intention of relaxing.
Jimmy: "I'm Jimmy, calm down, Roland, I can explain."
Roland still didn't say a word, just looked at Jimmy.
Jimmy: "Can we go in and chat? It's not good to be at the door like this. If someone sees you, you'll be in big trouble. Let's go in and chat slowly."
Jimmy: "Look, I'm not armed, Roland, I just want to talk to you." Jimmy's gun was in the car. This time he was meeting his predecessor's teacher. He was careless. He didn't expect to be pointed at the gun during the meeting. .
Jimmy: "Roland, this is Jimmy, let's go in and talk slowly, okay? Please."
Roland took a step back and opened the door, the revolver still pointed at Jimmy's head. Jimmy slowly walked in from the door and walked to the sofa. He sat on the single sofa on one side, while Roland followed and sat on the other sofa.
Roland: "You can say it now."
Jimmy put his hands down and looked at Roland. He also had to organize his words. This was completely beyond his previous expectations.
Roland is a black man. He should be very old. He should be around 60 years old. He has only a little hair, which is almost completely white, with only some black mixed in, and the same beard. Maybe black people don't look that old. He There are not many wrinkles on the face and forehead. But Roland seems to be on the thin side, and combined with his tall stature, he feels loose, even sickly and weak.
Jimmy: "Before I explain, Roland, I want to ask a question first, why do you say I am not Jimmy."
Roland just looked at Jimmy, his gun hand on his lap, but the gun was still pointed at Jimmy. Jimmy looked at Roland and didn't want to speak, so he could only explain his situation first.
Jimmy: "About a year ago, I was in an accident in Little Rock, Arkansas, and I woke up with no memory of what happened. I've been living in Little Rock for the past year, and yesterday I went to visit Jerry Mikulek, who You recognized me and gave me your address, so I came to see you today.”
Roland: "Who is Jerry Mikulek?" Roland spoke, and Jimmy also breathed a sigh of relief. Since it started, it means that the crisis has been temporarily relieved. What he fears most is the ruthless person who attacks without saying a word. .
Jimmy: "Jeremy Mikulek, who won the revolver rapid-fire world record in 1999, shot 2 rounds of 12 shots in 2.99 seconds, and 1 round + 2 shots in 1.06 seconds. He came to learn from you two years ago, for about half a month. I was here too.”
Roland: "Why are you looking for him?"
Jimmy: "I forgot what happened before, but I found that I have a lot of talent in the left field. After learning about Jerry Mikulek, I wanted to get his guidance, so I went to him."
Roland: "Tell me about you."
Jimmy: "I was a homeless man a year ago. After I woke up, by chance, I joined the Pulaski County Police Department and am now an assistant sheriff. You can verify these. And my talent for revolvers I discovered it after becoming a police officer.”
Roland: "Where's your bracelet?"
Jimmy: "I came to Texas this time to attend an event at the DEA Dallas branch, so I didn't bring it with me. The bracelet is made of red string with wooden beads, 12 small ones, and a big one in the middle, a total of 13 beads. The word "liansheng" is engraved on it. I am indeed Jimmy, that's right."
Roland looked at Jimmy, and after a few seconds he holstered the revolver.
Roland: "That belonged to your father. It has been on your hand since his death."
Jimmy: "I want to know my past, so after Jerry recognized me, I came directly here to find you. This is my purpose. I want to know who I am and all my past."
Roland stood up and said, "Follow me." He beckoned Jimmy to walk to a nearby bedroom. Jimmy had already scanned the wooden house when he knocked on the door. There were two bedrooms, one large and one small. Now he was looking at the small second bedroom.
Roland opened the door and motioned for Jimmy to come in.
Jimmy walked into the bedroom. There were very few things here, and it looked like it was unoccupied. Although the things were arranged in an orderly manner, they had obviously not been touched for a long time.
There was a long desk next to the window with some things placed on it. It was covered with a cloth to prevent dust from falling on the table. There is a chair in front of the desk, and there is a bunk bed next to the desk. The bedding on the bed has been taken away, leaving only the bare bed board.
There were several belt holsters hanging on the shelf beside the bed. Judging from the size, they should be for children, as the waist circumference was too small.
There is a wardrobe at the end of the bed with the door closed.
"This is your room. You have lived here for eight years. Before you, this room was occupied by Jack."
Jimmy walked in and opened the closet. There were some folded clothes on the lower floor. They were not hung up. They were all placed underneath. There was also a piece of cloth covering the clothes.
The upper level of the closet is a gun rack, but there is no gun on it, it is bare.
Jimmy: "Where's the gun on the gun rack? I should have had a gun before."
Roland: "You took it away 2 years ago."
Jimmy: "Are there any photos of me before?"
Roland: "No, we never take pictures."
Jimmy turned and looked at Roland, "Tell me about the past. Roland."
"Yeah." Roland turned back to the living room and sat on the sofa, followed by Jimmy.
Roland looked at Jimmy, "Ten years ago, I was dealing with a rift in Death Valley, California. You and your father were there at the time. He was attacked by monsters. Before he died, he handed you over to me and I took you back. of Texas.
According to your father, you no longer have any relatives, and the only relic he left you is the bracelet. "
