Idle time is idle, and Jimmy is not a taciturn person. In an environment like a bar, whether the people next to him are acquainted or not, they can just have a drink and chat casually, and the time will just pass by.
Soon, Kevin had come over, but Dave hadn't arrived yet, so he also sat at the bar. However, because he had something to do later, he didn't drink, but took a glass of soda to kill time.
The man next to Jimmy who called himself Todd didn't leave either. He was about the same age as Kevin. After chatting for a while, they found that they both had an only daughter, so they had something in common.
After having a common topic, Kevin also changed the wine, which was just a low-alcohol drink prepared by Woody.
Compared to Nia, Todd's daughter is less worry-free. Todd couldn't help but sigh when he mentioned this topic. As an educator, his daughter has been on the road to rebellion since she entered college. Now It's completely gone astray. He originally contacted the university where she was eligible to stay, but unfortunately, all his efforts were in vain.
This kind of topic is the most likely to resonate with middle-aged men. The more they chat, the more speculative they become. Jimmy has completely become a passerby, just enough for him to pay attention to whether Dave is coming at the door.
Soon, Dave arrived, followed by a young man, but he did not introduce him at all when he came to Kevin. When they went to the small room, the young man turned and left the bar.
Jimmy only entered the small room and spoke to them for a few words before being kicked out. The content of their conversation was not suitable for Jimmy's presence.
Fortunately, Jimmy had already told Kevin about the two bottles of wine inside, and it was up to them to decide what they wanted.
Back at the bar, the middle-aged man Todd just drank the wine in the glass and took out his wallet to pay. Jimmy came over and sat next to him, "Hey, Todd, today's drink is mine."
Todd seemed to have drunk a little too much, and his eyes were a little blurry. He looked at Jimmy and said with a smile: "Thank you, but no, I'm very happy to have such a good chat today. Woody, Your tip.”
After taking a 50-dollar note at the bar, Todd put away his wallet and stood up. He reached out and hugged Jimmy, "Interesting boy, see you later."
Jimmy patted him on the back, "Have fun, bye."
Looking at Todd who was slightly swaying as he walked out, Jimmy shook his head and smiled. It could be seen when Kevin and Todd were drinking and chatting just now. They were indeed chatting happily, between peers and especially strangers. It's really not easy to have a good conversation. People in Kevin's position probably don't have anyone to chat with, which is rare.
Jimmy: "Woody, give me a pistachio."
Woody didn't do anything. Another bartender standing next to him reached out and took out a bag from the bar, poured it into a small plate and handed it to Jimmy.
After all, Jimmy is considered a handsome Chinese guy. In a city like New York, there are still many people who would be interested. Just waiting here for Kevin and Dave to chat so well, two waves of girls have already come to strike up a conversation, but Jimmy is not interested. He hasn't flirted with girls in the bar for a long time.
But his rejection didn't stop him. Instead, he attracted a man who didn't look very interesting to talk to him. This was a bit too insulting. If he hadn't been a customer, Jimmy would have just thrown the drink in his face.
Fortunately, Kevin and Dave didn't chat for long and came out in less than half an hour. Dave greeted Jimmy and left the bar. Jimmy sent him away and returned to the bar, where Kevin was drinking with a cup.
Kevin: "Jimmy, take the wine back to Dave's office, don't make a big deal about it."
Jimmy: "I understand. How was your discussion?"
Kevin: "Fortunately, the first time we talked, we couldn't talk about anything, but we finally made some progress. Let's talk about it later."
Jimmy nodded: "Well, thank you, Kevin."
Kevin: "As I told you before, don't get involved in other things. Just stay here honestly recently. Okay, I'll go back first."
Jimmy: "I'll have someone drive you back. You're drunk. Woody, ask someone to help take Kevin off. I drank a lot too."
Kevin nodded, and Woody turned and left the bar. After a while, a security guard came over. Kevin gave him the key and left the bar together.
Today's matter is finally over, and Jimmy is finally relieved.
Woody took Jimmy's glass back, added ice cubes and whiskey, and placed it in front of him again, "Are you okay?"
Jimmy smiled and nodded: "It's okay. By the way, I forgot to ask. Didn't you say you were going to that old jazz club before? How about it?"
Woody: "It's very good. I went there on the first day of official operation. The singers are very good and the environment is also very good."
Jimmy: "Like it?"
Woody: "Sure, I could sit there all night, smoking a cigar, listening to jazz, and a glass of bourbon in front of me."
Jimmy: "Okay, I can go take a look when I have time."
Jimmy took a sip of wine and suddenly turned to look at the ceiling. The music in the bar was similar to light music. It would not affect the people here drinking and chatting, and the rhythm was not fast. "By the way, if you really like jazz, you might consider changing the background music here. I don't have any special hobbies. You and Isaac can discuss it."
Woody shrugged: "The styles on both sides are different, that's it. They are used to this environment."
Jimmy: "Okay, you can figure it out yourself."
After Jimmy finished drinking, he asked Woody to get a bag, put the two boxes of wine in the small room, and carried it back to the apartment.
At work the second week, Jimmy came to the office with his bag and delivered it to Dave's office in the afternoon so that the leader could have a drink to relax during his leisure time.
Dave didn't refuse, but he didn't let Jimmy leave, "Jimmy, do you want to go to college for further studies?"
Jimmy smiled and said: "Yes, I am in the Public Affairs Office now and have more time. I just want to find a university to recharge my batteries when I have time."
Dave: "Any plans?"
Jimmy: "I've been looking through the bureau's policies recently, and I don't know if this is allowed here."
Dave: "Tell me your plan."
Jimmy: "It's not decided yet. You know, I graduated from a community college. Being able to join the FBI was only possible under special circumstances back then, so I have always wanted to do something. My idea is to find someone who can work School and major of study, take the time to complete the course as much as possible.”
Dave: "Well, it's a good thing to be motivated. Okay, you go back first."
Jimmy: "Okay, bye."
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Jimmy is completely idle now. Things are not going well, and there is nothing major to deal with at work. It is just sorting out various public information and various office documents, which is really boring.
After thinking about it, Jimmy came to Isabel's office and wanted to know what procedures he needed to go through if he wanted to launch an office external event.
Of the two problems Kevin gave, the second one is relatively simple. It’s just to give yourself a reason to appear in front of certain people. If that doesn’t work, it should be relatively simple to develop a specific type of safety training for college students.
It's just that Isabel poured cold water on Jimmy. The FBI office's external cooperation projects are all reported in advance and have a budget. It is not impossible to do temporary activities, but it requires a reason and needs to go through the process and apply for funds. If it is an activity prepared by the office , many things are easy to say, but if Jimmy plans to organize an event by himself, the required process will be a bit troublesome.
Although this basin of cold water made him a little disappointed, Isabel's words also showed that this matter is not impossible to do. As long as Jimmy can give a convincing reason and convince Mrs. Mason, it can be done. Of course, the reason must be Use what you can get, and the activities shouldn’t be too outrageous.
Returning to the office, I thought about the things at hand and prioritized them. After being strongly asked to stop doing anything related to fieldwork, it seemed that the most important thing for me was to advance my education career and my wedding next year.
While I was thinking about it, suddenly Jimmy's cell phone rang. I picked it up and took a look. I saw a very unexpected name, Steven Gomez, an Albuquerque DEA agent. When Jimmy was chasing gangs, he was the one who helped him in Albuquerque. Keji is looking for someone.
Jimmy: "Hi Steven, long time no see."
Steven: "Hi Jimmy, long time no see. How are you doing?"
Jimmy: "Everything is okay, how about you?"
Steven: "Still the same. Jimmy, I remember you are from the FBI's New York office, right?"
Jimmy: "Yeah, I'm in my office in Manhattan. What's wrong?"
Steven sighed on the phone: "Do you remember my partner? Hank Schrader."
Jimmy: "I have an impression, Chubby, right?"
Steven: "Yes, he and his wife took advantage of their vacation to go to New York. Something happened there. Can you help go and check it out?"
Jimmy: "Oh? What's the matter?"
Steven: "I don't know the details. He didn't tell me on the phone."
Jimmy thought for a moment and said after a few seconds: "I can contact him, but I'm not sure if I can help him settle everything."
Steven: "It shouldn't be a big deal. He can still receive my call, but he was not in the right state when he spoke. I don't have any acquaintances in New York, so I can only ask for your help to check it out."
Jimmy: "OK, give me his phone number and I'll contact him to check on the situation."
Steven: "Thanks, Jimmy, thank you. You helped me a lot."
Steven Gomez was the only contact person Tom gave Jimmy when Jimmy went to Albuquerque. Although he never asked clearly what the relationship between Tom and this Steven was, only after Tom's "death" Jimmy can also rely on a phone call to help Jimmy, this person can be contacted, and Jimmy trusts Tom's vision.
Although he had only met Hank Schrader a few times, Jimmy had a good impression of this fat, smiling senior DEA agent. For Steven to be so attracted to him, he must be more than just an ordinary colleague. They should have been together for a long time and have a very good relationship with each other.
Jimmy looked at the mobile phone number on the text message and dialed it directly. The ringing sounded for more than ten seconds before the person on the other end picked up the phone and asked, "Who are you?"
Jimmy: "Hank Schrader? This is FBI agent Jimmy Young. We met in Albuquerque."
Hank paused for a few seconds, probably forgetting who Jimmy was.
Jimmy continued: "Friends of Steven Gomez, do you remember?"
Hank: "Oh, I remembered, it's you, Chinese boy."
Jimmy: "Haha, yes, it's me. I heard you're in New York. Do you want to meet? Long time no see."
Hank: "Sorry, Yang, I have some things to deal with right now. I'll contact you when I'm free."
Jimmy: "I'm in Manhattan, New York. It's very convenient. Steven give me your number."
Hank sighed, "Hey, it's not convenient for me right now. I'm at the NYPD police station."
Jimmy: "Which police station?"
Hank: "Precinct 7."
Jimmy: "OK, let's talk about it when we meet."
Hank is at the police station, and he has a cell phone on him and can answer calls, which means he is definitely not the one who committed the crime, otherwise there would be no such convenience. Jimmy thought for a while, called Nia and asked Seventh Where is the branch?
Nia: "Elizabeth Street, why do you ask?"
Jimmy: "A friend said there seems to be some trouble in the Seventh Precinct. I'll go take a look."
Nia: "A very important friend?"
Jimmy: "Friend of a friend, I don't know what it is yet. Let me go and check it out first."
Nia: "Well, call me if you need anything. I'm at the police station today and I'm not going out."
Jimmy stood up and glanced at Mrs. Mason's office, thought for a while, walked into Isabel's office and told her, and then left the office.
The NYPD police stations Jimmy often goes to are the headquarters and the First Precinct. He rarely goes to other precincts for business, so he is a little confused when he only talks about the Seventh Precinct.
Arriving at the Seventh Precinct, Jimmy showed his ID, then dialed Hank's mobile phone in the lobby, and soon saw Hank in the waiting room.
Hank was dressed in casual clothes and seemed to be in a bad mood. I had seen him several times before and he always loved to smile, but now there was no smile at all on his face. Forcing a smile, Hank shook hands with Jimmy and said hello, "Jimmy, has Steven contacted you?"
Jimmy sat next to Hank and asked, "Well, he called me and was worried about you, and I happened to be in New York. What happened? Hank."
Hank looked a little tangled, but he just struggled for a moment, and he lowered his head in despair, "My wife, Mary, stole a necklace from a store."
Jimmy blinked with a confused expression: "What? How could this happen?"
Hank is a senior DEA agent and lives in a high-end villa on the mountainside in Albuquerque. Their family must not be short of money. How could this happen? This unscientific.
Hank: "She had been in therapy, but this time we went on vacation and she started it again."
Jimmy thought for a while and said with a little hesitation: "Wait, is it... kleptomania?" (End of Chapter)
