253 Compulsory leave

Style: Girl Author: fat bambooWords: 2055Update Time: 24/01/18 08:09:27
After Jimmy heard Lu Yinzi's arrangement, he continued to read the archives. It seemed that there were no opportunities to go out in the field now. Several projects were either completed or waiting for information from the surveillance team. It felt like most of the day was spent Spent in various files.

Before noon, Luyinzi came out again, "Jimmy, come in."

Jimmy got up and entered Luyinzi's office. Luyinzi took a deep breath, and then said to Jimmy: "Hughes just called me, please go to Hughes' office."

Jimmy was stunned for a moment and blinked, "What's the matter? Hughes is so busy, why is he targeting me again?"

Lu Yinzi waved his hand: "Go as soon as you are told. Go!"

He was in a bad mood, and he didn't even bother to explain. Jimmy turned and left the office, and circled back to Peter and the others, where Hughes' office was.

"Hughes, are you looking for me?" Jimmy knocked on the door and said to Hughes inside.

Hughes pointed to the chair in front of the desk and said "sit", then he picked up a document on the desk and handed it to Jimmy.

Jimmy picked it up and flipped through it. These were the reports on several shootings he had recorded since he came to the FBI's Manhattan office in New York. Finally, there was the report on yesterday's gun battle.

Jimmy put together the report and handed it back to Hughes: "Hughes, I don't understand. What's the matter?"

Hughes: "Well, the OPR (Offeof Professional Responsibility or Office of Professional Responsibility) wants to question you."

Jimmy: "Why? I didn't do anything illegal, right?"

Hughes knocked on the report on the table: "Because of this, within a month of coming to the Manhattan office, you participated in multiple shootings and killed many people at the same time. The OPR will question and investigate you to confirm whether you are suitable. Current position."

Hughes picked up the file and stood up, "Follow me, they are in the conference room."

Jimmy followed Hughes and came to the conference room. When he came just now, he saw two people sitting in the conference room. Because Jimmy was no longer working here, he didn't take a closer look. He didn't expect that they were here for him. of.

A man with short blond hair in the conference room stood up, took the file from Hughes, shook hands with Hughes, "Thank you, Hughes."

"Jimmy Young, right? Please take a seat. I'm Garrett Fuller from OPR."

Jimmy has seen the file Fuller looked at before, which was his FBI file with his photo on it. Now Fuller sat Jimmy down and began looking through the shooting reports.

After flipping through it repeatedly, Fuller raised his head, smiled and said to Jimmy: "Don't be nervous, we are just making routine inquiries, we are all our own people, nothing will happen. Jimmy, you haven't been in the Manhattan office for a long time, so let's talk about it It’s something you’ve handled during this period.”

Jimmy had nothing to hide. He had only been here for a short time, and he was not in charge of any of the cases he was involved in. He remembered them clearly. He recounted several cases in which he was involved.

Fuller interrupted and asked Jimmy to explain in detail what he had done. It took an hour and finally ended the inquiry. The stenographer next to him probably had his hands tired.

When Jimmy finished and walked out of the conference room, he saw Peter and Jones standing outside.

….

Jimmy raised his hand and said hello, "Hi, Peter Jones."

Peter pointed to the conference room with his chin: "What's going on inside?"

Jimmy shrugged: "Garrett Fuller from OPR came to investigate me. He just asked me about my experience in the past month. I just finished the interview and I don't know what to say next."

Peter was about to say something else, but suddenly Hughes' voice came from Hughes' office next to him: "Jimmy, come in."

Jimmy pointed to Hughes' office, and Peter shook his head and told him to hurry over.

Jimmy came into the office and asked, "Hughes, what else can I do?"

Hughes: "I've already told Lu Yinzi, you should go back and rest for a few days."

Jimmy had a question mark on his face: "No.

Well, why is this? "

Hughes: "Go back and rest for a while. The OPR will notify you when the investigation is completed. One week should be enough."

Jimmy looked at Hughes, not knowing what to say, and turned around and left Hughes' office without even saying goodbye.

It was so frustrating. Jimmy had a clear reason for shooting several times. Although his shots were a bit shady, his next two shots were actually equivalent to saving the lives of his colleague Jones and the surveillance team Jack. Being investigated and forced to take a leave of absence makes people really unhappy.

However, the compulsory leave only allowed him to go back to rest and did not confiscate his gun and badge. It seems that Hughes also had some objections to the OPR investigation.

The Office of Professional Responsibility is equivalent to the internal affairs department of the police station. It mainly conducts investigations on internal personnel. Usually this kind of investigation means that the person under investigation may have violated regulations. It is a common method to ask the person under investigation to hand over his gun and badge for leave. Issuing a gun and badge means temporarily stripping the agent of his law enforcement authority.

Jimmy did not go to say hello to Luyinz and Peter, but left the Federal Building directly and returned to the apartment. After arriving at the apartment, Jimmy took off his suit and threw it on the sofa, poured himself a glass of whiskey, drank it hard, and then Lying on the sofa and starting to daze.

It seems that ever since I came to New York, one bad thing has happened one after another. I am far less comfortable than when I stayed in Little Rock. No one would wear small shoes for me there, no one would say anything, and my life should not be too comfortable.

I was in a bad mood and wanted to find someone to drink and chat with, but found that there was no one I could go to. Jimmy suddenly felt like a failure. He had been in New York for a month. He only knew how to work and had no intention of calling this place his home. He also didn't get to know anyone. Was he a natural workaholic?

In the past, in Little Rock, although I didn’t have many friends, I could still find people to eat, drink, chat, and hang out with during my breaks. At least there was Justin’s bar where I could hang out. But in New York, Jimmy couldn’t even imagine that he could. Who to look for and where to go.

After thinking about it for a long time, Jimmy suddenly remembered that if he really wanted to call New York home, maybe he should put his house purchase plan on the agenda and take advantage of his vacation to get it done as soon as possible.

Jimmy looked at the time, and it was almost 1 o'clock. The morning inquiry lasted for an hour, and since he went home to rest for a while, he missed lunch time.

Jimmy stood up and picked up his suit. When he walked to the door, he suddenly remembered that he was already on leave, so why was he still wearing a suit? He walked into the bedroom, opened the closet, took out jeans and a denim shirt, and put on the cowboy hat he brought from Little Rock. He hadn't worn it for a long time, so he put on a hat and suddenly felt much better.

North American gunslinger detective.

fat bamboo