North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 120 The FBI is here

This time it went relatively smoothly. All the prisoners were handed over and entered the prison gate. Jimmy and the prison guards drove back.

The courses for the second semester of community college have been released, and Jimmy still chose about 1/3 of the courses. With the learning experience last year, Jimmy is more confident this time. The improvement in mental power is very obvious. Jimmy’s memory is getting better and better.

It got better and better. If it weren't for the course schedule restrictions, he would even have the urge to get all the remaining credits in half a year.

I went to a community college on the way and picked up study materials. As usual, Jimmy put all these materials at the police station and looked at them when he had free time. As for home, home is a place to rest, so study should be left at the police station anyway.

He also has more free time.

After several months of training, Roland taught him the revolver manual reloading technique, and he is now basically proficient. Although he cannot reach Roland's speed, Jimmy is very satisfied with the ability to complete 6 rounds of reloading in 2-3 seconds.

The speed is less than 1 second slower than when he uses a quick loader, so the difference is not big.

Now when Jimmy goes out to the police, he only brings a quick loader as a backup. The only thing left is to put some bullets in a small bag and hang them on his duty belt. Maybe it is because the people he has encountered recently are all rookies, and Jimmy has not had the opportunity to practice in actual combat.

Use the reloading skills, let alone changing and reloading, basically you will not be able to use up a magazine.

Noah is still recuperating at home and has not returned to work in the Northwest Division. Jimmy responded to Kagg's request and went to the Northwest Division to help patrol. For Jimmy, this is an opportunity. He hasn't issued a ticket for a long time, and he can't do it.

It's itchy, I just don't know which unlucky guy will encounter him today.

The Northwest Division used to be Jimmy's patrol area, and he was very familiar with it. When he drove to the intersection where he used to stay, Jimmy opened the car window and looked at the cars coming and going on the road.

It seems that the style of the police has a great influence on the local area. When Jimmy was here, everyone around him knew that there was a policeman who liked to issue tickets. He had to be careful when driving. Jimmy only left three or four times.

In the past month, these drivers have returned to their previous indifferent driving style.

In just this moment, Jimmy observed several potential ticket users who could or could not issue fines. This reminded him of the days when Kag was injured and rested, and he took over Kag's patrol area. At that time, Kag's patrol area

It seems like this, now that Jimmy is gone, Kag has come to the northwest area, and it has become Kag's duty style here.

Jimmy had no intention of tormenting these drivers anymore. He only kept an eye on the vehicles with serious violations such as serious speeding and running red lights. For minor ones, he just pretended not to see them. Kag must have done this anyway.

However, it may be that Jimmy's luck has really run out. He has not issued a single ticket. The notice from the dispatch center has arrived. It is a routine operation to support the ASP in intercepting a pickup truck with a Texas license plate.

Jimmy could only sigh, start the police car and head to the highway entrance. Jimmy had done this kind of support many times. The ruthless people from the ASP Highway Patrol basically had nothing to do with Jimmy. They always followed behind as backup. In addition to being able to legally

Other than racing, there's basically nothing to do.

Jimmy waited at the highway entrance according to the normal procedure. The dispatch center would also notify when the speeding pickup truck was about to arrive, so he would basically not miss it. Jimmy turned on the lights and siren and got on the highway, accelerated and followed the ASP police car.

It is really a pleasure to watch ASP chasing cars on the highway. Their driving skills are really good. They chase the escaping pickup truck in the highway traffic and switch lanes in the traffic flow, which is very smooth.

The speed of a pickup truck is not too fast. 180-190KM/H is basically the upper limit. However, the traffic flow on the highway is too large and there is not always a window period for PIT, so the pickup truck can escape for a long time. In many cases, the ASP chase time is too long.

Very long, many lasting over half an hour.

The pickup truck in front probably knew that he couldn't escape on the highway and got off the highway directly at the exit of the highway. However, Jimmy was almost at the county line. If he continued to chase, he would cross the county line. He could only inform the dispatch center that he was going to return when he reached the county line.

, handing over the responsibility of assisting to the next Perry County Sheriff.

Jimmy continued to follow the ASP on the highway. He hadn't seen the Perry County police car yet. Then the ASP in front of him was already ruthless. When the pickup truck turned at the intersection, it was hit by the ASP in the rear. It slid diagonally down the road and stopped.

On the grass by the roadside.

Jimmy stepped on the brakes, opened the door and pointed a gun at the driver of the pickup truck, waiting for the ASP police car to return to custody.

After the case was handled here, Jimmy drove back and directly informed Karg that he was going back to the headquarters. Patrolling for Noah this time was a mistake. His biggest goal was not achieved at all. He didn't catch any unlucky guy, but wasted a lot.

Time is on the highway.

When Jimmy was returning, he spotted a speeding car on the highway and didn't bother to stop it. He went all the way back to the headquarters smoothly. After parking the police car, Jimmy went to buy some donuts for afternoon tea and prepared to spend the afternoon at the headquarters.

rest.

However, it is impossible to rest. It has probably not been as unlucky as these few days in more than a year. Just when Jimmy returned to the police station with donuts, Chief James suddenly came over. Following Chief James was a group of people.

A middle-aged man wearing an FBI jacket. It seems that he is smarter and works harder. The top of his head is half bald, and his hairline is about to exceed the sky.

James: "Jimmy, there is a case that requires you to cooperate with the FBI. This is FBI Agent Harten."

Harten: "I am FBI Special Agent Harten. Director James recommends you to be our support force and work with us on a case." The bald man Harten shook hands with Jimmy and introduced himself.

Jimmy: "Assistant Sheriff Jimmy Young, may I ask what the case is?"

Hatten: "Sorry, I need to introduce the case to you later, not here."

Jimmy: "OK, what's the time? How long will it take?"

Hatten: "Starting now, we need you to act together with us. The end time has not yet been determined."

Jimmy looked at Director James, who nodded, and Jimmy had no choice but to agree. This was obviously a scam again. Supporting the FBI usually involves arrests or controlling the scene. There is no case like this that requires long-term support for an undecided case.

Jimmy: "Agent Hatten, do you need me to drive a police car? Do I need to bring my equipment?"

Harten: "There is no need to drive a police car for the time being. Just bring your duty equipment. Please handle your affairs as soon as possible and then follow me."

Jimmy put the donuts down, took some .357 Magnum bullets from his desk drawer, put them in his pocket, and then went to the bathroom to settle some personal matters. When he came out, he took the donuts and followed Officer Harten into the FBI building.

Van.

(End of chapter)