Jimmy went back and sorted out his equipment and checked the guns and bullets on his body. Then he left the office and drove his Mercury to the hospital to see Charles. He bought a bouquet of flowers on the way. After thinking about it, he bought another one. Fruit basket. It's definitely not possible to go there empty-handed, and it doesn't seem to be good to just bring flowers. Anyway, he was only shot once. Unlike Chris's illness, there are no taboos, and some fruit is suitable for the occasion.
Knocking on the door of Charles' ward, the ward was quite large, well-equipped, and seemed to be well treated. Jimmy had already seen three bouquets next to the hospital bed. It had only been a day, and Charles was very popular.
Jimmy: "Charles, how's your injury?" Jimmy put the flowers aside, opened the fruit basket and threw him an orange.
Charles: "Thanks, I'm just a little hungry."
Jimmy: "How's your injury? What did the doctor say?"
Charles: "It's not a big problem. It's a penetrating injury. No bones were damaged. Just rest."
Jimmy: "Good luck. Did you find any bullets?"
Charles: "7.62NATO, it seems that he did not want to kill me, but more like a warning shot. The situation this time is a bit complicated. Only one and a half of the three witnesses are left. Only the big chin is intact, and the other witness has also been shot." Got shot and is still in another hospital.”
Jimmy: "That's right, you are lucky. If he really wanted to kill you, he would never have fired just one shot, and the shot would have been in the leg, a place that has a high probability of not being fatal. As for this man Who it is depends on your follow-up investigation, and I will not be involved."
Charles nodded: "By the way, Paul asked me to say thank you to you for him. If you weren't here on the road today, they would be in danger."
Jimmy waved his hand: "It's nothing. This is just my mission. We are all working towards a common goal. Well, I'm relieved to see that you're fine. After two days of busy work, I want to go back and have a good rest and eat. Burgers and pizza for two days, I’m going back to treat myself to a meal.”
Charles nodded: "Well, it's time to take a good rest. Have a good night!"
Jimmy left the hospital. After two days of busy work, he was no longer willing to cook. He just had a meal at the store next to the apartment. Recently, he didn't want to see pizza or burgers anymore. But eating alone was no fun, so he turned the car around and drove to the police station to see if Nia had any plans.
The old man Chuck was still immersed in reading the information. Jimmy did not disturb him and went directly to Nia's position next to him. It seems that her police detective qualifications have been reduced. Nia actually wears casual clothes during work hours. It seems that a lot of things have happened in the past two days.
Jimmy leaned on the partition board on Nia's desk and whispered: "Beauty, do you have time tonight?"
When Nia heard the voice, she knew it was him. She smiled before she even raised her head. She looked up at Jimmy and shook her head, "No, today will be very busy, and... I have to go home tonight."
Jimmy grimaced: "I finally got some rest. Let's go and have dinner together."
Chuck: "You kid, get out of here. There's still things to do here. Okay, you kid is a big deal. Why are you leaving get off work just like that for such a big thing today?"
Jimmy turned to look at Chuck. The old man was already behind him. Jimmy frowned and said to Chuck, "I haven't watched the news today. What did you say?"
Nia didn't give Chuck a chance to speak, and said directly: "Someone filmed part of the shootout at the intersection from upstairs, and the clarity is okay. And we also got the traffic video of the intersection from the dispatch center, from Do you want to see the multi-angle video from the beginning of the accident to the end of the battle?"
Jimmy curled his lips: "Please give me a copy when you have time. I really haven't watched my battle video from the surveillance point of view. Today is an emergency. There is no way. The conditions and environment are very bad, and there are too many people around. , the fight must be ended as soon as possible. By the way, I am accompanied by the SOG team of the Federal Marshals, all elites, and we are escorting the witnesses to the court."
Chuck took over Jimmy's words and said: "Jimmy, you'd better say hello to the top. The people at the TV station haven't announced your name yet. They are probably waiting for news. If we can communicate well in advance, they won't mess up." Speak, otherwise the people at the TV station may announce it to you at any time."
Jimmy: "Hughes should be able to handle this. I'm not familiar with the TV station at all. In fact, it doesn't matter. I'm an FBI agent and my identity is public. Once it's announced, that's it. Is there anyone else who is planning to come?" Are you going to shoot me with a black gun?"
Chuck: "Just watch it yourself. It's not me who's in the limelight anyway. By the way, leave quickly. We have a lot to do today, so don't think about it."
Jimmy: "WTF! Chuck, you can't do this. It's just a meal. It won't take long."
Chuck didn't like Jimmy, so he pulled him around and pushed him out. Nia behind him was laughing. "Nia, call me when you're done. I'm leaving first." Jimmy turned and said as he was pushed out of the office, and then Chuck closed the door.
Hey, if you don’t have the same experience as this old man, forget it, go home and have dinner at the restaurant next to the apartment.
Jimmy went home after dinner, quickly changed his clothes and took a shower. He lay down on the sofa refreshed and opened a can of beer to have a good rest. Jimmy doesn't know what his limit is now. He can maintain his mental eye for more than 12 hours, and the pressure is not great. Before merging with the black rainbow, after the mental eye upgrade, he could last for 1 hour and he was a little tired. The gap was really too big.
Jimmy reviewed his battle with Harry, and he discovered a problem. His mental reaction speed was enough for him to locate and follow Harry's movements, but his shooting movements were slightly slower, resulting in several missed shots. A little hit, but this is still a delay caused by the body's mismatch with his mind. He still needs to continue to train and improve his marksmanship and speed to further match his mind.
For ordinary people, Jimmy has no problem at all, but for top experts, their sixth sense is very strong. Harry dodged Jimmy's deliberate shot the moment he entered the door. This was definitely not because he discovered that Jimmy fired, but It was his danger perception ability that made him move to avoid subconsciously.
Jimmy also has this kind of danger perception ability. When he dodged Harry's two shots, it was because he sensed danger and subconsciously crouched down to avoid it. Moreover, this danger perception ability has also appeared before. When he was dealing with the last supernatural incident in Texas, he was awakened by sudden heart palpitations at night due to danger perception.
If you want to practice your shooting reaction speed, you may need to contact SWAT and the support team and go to the shooting range there for two days. However, since Hughes won't let him run around, you can also wait for two days and wait until his own affairs are over. , you should be almost ready to walk around.
Jimmy thought about how to train his reflexes, and finally came up with an unreliable plan, competitive flying saucer shooting. Generally, shotguns are used for flying saucer shooting, but Jimmy definitely can't use a shotgun. He can just use his own gun and revolver. If he adjusts the angle and speed of the flying saucer launcher, it should be enough to train his reaction ability. After all, he uses a revolver. Shooting with a Glock is still different from shooting a shotgun.
While thinking about how to strengthen himself, Jimmy's cell phone suddenly rang. It was the cell phone in Little Rock. Jimmy picked it up and took a look, Justin?
Jimmy: "Call me now. What can I do?"
Justin didn't call Jimmy's name, but said directly: "Are you free tomorrow?"
Jimmy: "Emergency?"
Justin: "I'll be in New York at noon tomorrow."
Jimmy: "Okay, see you in the afternoon." After saying that, he hung up the phone.
After spending some time with the Counter-Terrorism Bureau, Jimmy has become less and less trusting of his phone. The FBI phone is fine. It is an official confidential phone and is not on the monitoring list. Calling monitoring requires high authorization. Ordinary mobile phone numbers are not kept confidential at all, so he is always ready to clean an unused anonymous mobile phone, activate it when necessary, and throw it away after use.
Justin still uses his own mobile phone number. Of course, this is also related to the fact that he never talks about sensitive information on the phone, but it is too dangerous to say as little as possible during the conversation. The key is not knowing when to use which word. Once spoken, it will be extracted from the monitoring list and entered into the alert list.
I have a day off tomorrow anyway, so I can meet Justin in the afternoon, it’s not a big problem. Speaking of arrangements for tomorrow, Jimmy thought for a while. When Hughes asked him to do a psychological evaluation, it seemed that there was no designated psychologist?
Looking at the time, Jimmy called the psychiatrist Mary directly. Mary was also surprised. Jimmy hadn't come to see him for a long time. Of course, she hadn't received any arrangements from the FBI for a psychological evaluation of Jimmy.
Jimmy: "Hey Mary, are you resting?"
Mary: "Of course not, it's still early. Jimmy, what's the matter?"
Jimmy: "Just a little thing, are you free tomorrow? I need to go and sit with you."
Mary was speechless. This was another job. Jimmy was probably doing something dirty again. "I'll take a look at tomorrow's schedule, wait a moment."
Jimmy held the phone and waited for Mary to reply. It seemed that she should be at home. It was usually inconvenient to check things like making appointments if she was not in the studio or at home. Today’s mobile phones are not yet smart phones, they only have basic call and text messaging functions. To record schedules, you now need a PDA, which was the most widely used handheld business terminal before the advent of smartphones. It has basic functions such as recording schedules, sending and receiving emails, and video playback. It uses Bluetooth and USB for data transmission.
The FBI also has a dedicated PDA, but Jimmy, who is used to smartphones, is too lazy to apply for this thing. It is too inconvenient, but it is still very useful for people in the years after 2000. For information recording, Jimmy is still more accustomed to using a small notepad and pen directly. It is inconspicuous to put it in his suit pocket and is easy to use.
Mary: "Tomorrow is already fully booked, but if you can get up early, come over at 8 o'clock."
Jimmy: "No problem, that's it. See you tomorrow."
Jimmy hung up the phone and continued watching boring soap operas. Mary got busy. She checked her address book and called Peter directly. She wanted to find out why Jimmy was asked to do a psychological evaluation again. Unfortunately, Peter didn't know what Jimmy had done again, and Jimmy was no longer in his group. Mary hung up the phone on Peter and called Hughes again, only then did she understand the whole story.
The psychiatrist had a wide network of contacts. After looking around a few people, she got what she wanted. I downloaded the video broadcast on the news from my mailbox. As soon as I opened it, I saw a fierce gun battle scene. The most conspicuous one was a few bailiffs wearing body armor and holding rifles in the middle of the intersection. They used their cars as cover to fight the gunmen on the other side. Shooting each other.
But soon, Mary's eyes were attracted by the man wearing a black suit next to him. He moved to the back of the car, took a pistol and called names continuously, and successfully killed four people one by one. After that, he moved to the side of the heavily armed bailiff and successfully solved the problem. remaining people.
The video that Mary got was an uncoded original version, not the video version broadcast by the TV station. In order to comply with broadcast regulations, some parts of that version were coded. Now the black suit in this video is obviously Jimmy.
"What are you looking at? Why are there so many gunshots?" Jenna walked in from outside the study and asked.
"Do you remember Jimmy? That Chinese boy. I haven't seen him for a few months, and there is new news about him." Mary reached out and tapped the screen, and Jenna came over and played it again.
"Holy shit!" Jenna watched the video of Jimmy's combat power exploding, killing 7 people in ten seconds, and turned to look at Mary with her mouth wide open, "Is this him? You can't tell at all, he looks like he just graduated. Just a little boy."
Mary smiled and said: "A little boy who just graduated? Do you really think so? Then why do you think he came to me for the first time?"
Jenna had a question mark: "Isn't he your old friend? Could it be that you..."
Mary shook her head: "Some things have confidentiality clauses. I can't tell you the details, but you can imagine this scene. What he did before is very close to this."
Jenna shuddered: "I actually know such a powerful person? It's amazing, Cool."
Mary turned off the video and computer: "Okay, let's not talk about him anymore, let's go." The two got up and left the study.
Early the next morning, Jimmy got up and washed up, changed his clothes and prepared to go out. When he came to the door, he remembered that he was not going to work today, so why did he wear a suit? I turned around and went back to change into casual clothes, then picked up the cowboy hat I hadn't used for a long time and put it on. Well, if it weren't for the fact that the FBI was inconvenient to wear casual clothes, Jimmy would have wanted to wear a cowboy hat all the time. He looked at himself in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, and then went out and rushed to Mary's studio.
Jimmy came very early and was already standing at the door of Mary's studio before 8 o'clock. Unfortunately, neither Mary nor her beautiful receptionist came, so Jimmy could only act as a doorman at the door.
After waiting for a while, Mary came out of the elevator, and Jimmy greeted her, "Mary, good morning." Jimmy directly stretched out his arms and hugged Mary. He is now getting more and more used to this kind of meeting etiquette. It's just etiquette. , not for profit.
"Good morning, Jimmy." Mary took out the access card from her handbag and swiped it, opened the door and entered the studio with Jimmy.
It was still a bit uncomfortable to come too early. Mary asked Jimmy to sit down on the sofa. She went to tidy the table first, and then came to the sofa to boil water and make tea.
Mary: "Jimmy, this matter is not trivial. It seems that Hughes is under a lot of pressure."
Jimmy shrugged: "We are dealing with an escort mission. Emergencies can only be resolved as soon as possible to avoid endangering other people. I have no choice but to blame me for being too ruthless. The place they chose is too dangerous, and the people around them are too dangerous." too much."
Mary said with a smile: "So you came here to drink tea again." Mary looked at Jimmy's state, which was obviously a sign of no psychological burden. She didn't know his mental state at the time, but after one night, it was obvious that Jimmy had This is a normal state. This kind of psychological adjustment ability is definitely better than many people.
Jimmy also laughed: "You are better at making tea, I just boil water to make tea. How are you doing lately?"
Mary: "That's just my job. I don't have much activities in normal times, so it's nothing special. How different is it from you? Isn't this the only thing you've been doing recently?"
Jimmy: "I've been busy solving cases lately. I'm running around every day. I envy your stable life."
The two chatted casually for a while, and Jimmy suddenly asked: "By the way, where is Jenna? Are you...still together?"
Mary raised her eyebrows: "Don't you know? Jenna saw you later."
Jimmy thought for a while: "Well, I did meet him once, but it was a few months ago. I must have gone to the opera at that time. Time flies so fast."
Mary: "Is it because of my relationship with Jenna that you haven't contacted us?"
Jimmy shook his head: "It's just a personal hobby, it doesn't matter. I respect everyone's choice. Besides, you are so beautiful and a perfect match. You are better than those tomboys. I don't contact you because I am busy. It’s really tiring to have one case after another every month. The security situation in New York is really bad.”
Mary nodded: "By the way, I remember there was a video of a gunfight in the news some time ago, was it you?"
Jimmy nodded: "It has been solved. I also got a medal for handling that case. I remember it was broadcast on the news, but it seems you didn't see it. I was quite excited when I received the medal. This is the first time I have received an honor since joining the FBI."
Mary poured tea for Jimmy: "Congratulations to you, the rising star of the FBI."
The two of them wanted to talk about something, but there was a sudden knock on the office door. The girl at the front desk came in and signaled that the client who had made an appointment had arrived.
Jimmy took the cowboy hat on the coffee table and stood up directly: "Okay, I don't have anything else to do, so I won't disturb you to receive guests. Let's go."
Mary stood up, hugged Jimmy goodbye, and then walked him to the door of the office. After watching Jimmy leave, she returned to her seat and tidied up to let the guests in.
(End of chapter)
