North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 273 Training

Roland seemed to suddenly become very excited, and Jimmy was a little dizzy. Roland had never reacted much before. He was so calm and terrifying, as if nothing could interest him. After learning that Jimmy had the gift of the Shining, he suddenly felt as if he had discovered

Same as the New World.

Roland stared at Jimmy with wide eyes. In the past few years, Roland has been very concerned about Jimmy leaving. Since he adopted Jimmy, he has been teaching Jimmy, hoping that he can accept his legacy as a gunslinger so that the gunslinging can continue.

, it's a pity that Jimmy messed up in the end. The faith required by the gunslinger is to protect, but what Jimmy did at that time was all hatred.

Now this Jimmy has no hatred, and has a talent for the Shining that he didn't know about for several years. If it is true, then maybe the gunslinger will not become extinct in him.

Roland pointed to the room inside, "Can you see what's inside?"

Jimmy turned his head and looked at the room inside, "A bedroom. There is a wardrobe on the left side of the door, about 2 meters wide. Inside the room is a bed, with a table and a chair at the head of the bed. On the right side of the door

There should be brackets on the wall that look like strips of items hanging."

Jimmy turned back to Roland: "Am I right?"

Roland nodded, then frowned and said, "It seems to be true. Why didn't you show it before?"

Jimmy shrugged. He didn't know anything about the past. The Shining that Roland was talking about, and the mind-eye that he named after himself, no one could tell whether it was something he had in his predecessor or was brought by him when he traveled through time.

Roland stood up: "Let's go try your talent." He picked up his holster from the table, put it on, put the gun away, and took Jimmy to the shooting range.

At the familiar shooting range, there are still shell casings scattered everywhere on the ground. It seems that Roland has practiced shooting a lot on weekdays. However, his gun will not wear out, so there is no need to worry about the life of the gun. Jimmy cannot, his M686-1

It was just a gun bought casually in a gun store. It is conservatively estimated that it has used at least 2,000 rounds of ammunition. If there are no accidents, the lifespan of this gun is only about 3,000 rounds at most. In fact, it is now close to the end of its life.

Roland came to the target, placed several cans and bottles on it, then stood with Jimmy, "Close your eyes and read with me."

The two men raised their guns, but Jimmy had his eyes closed.

"I do not aim with my hands. Those who aim with their hands have forgotten the face of their father. I aim with my eyes."

"I don't shoot with my hands. Those who shoot with their hands have forgotten the face of their father. I shoot with my soul."

"I don't use a gun to kill people. Those who use a gun to kill people have forgotten the face of their father. I kill people with my heart."

Jimmy read these three paragraphs after Roland. Roland stood on the right side of Jimmy. He shot from right to left, while Jimmy shot from left to right. There were 5 bottles in total, and the first 4 were knocked away smoothly.

, the fifth bottle stood on the target intact.

Jimmy opened his eyes, looked at the target, and then turned to look at Roland.

Roland: "Well, you guessed it right, I shot away your bullet."

Jimmy: "How is this possible? Why?"

Roland: "The gunslinger is not only a profession, but also a heritage. We have been training since childhood, but you still have some birth defects.

We are all humans, but in my world, humans are stronger, more powerful, more agile, and mentally powerful. So for us, we can see the trajectory, change the trajectory by shooting, and even shoot down the incoming missile.

Bullets can do it, but you can't do it now, your body is not strong enough to complete our gunslinger qualification test."

Roland put down the gun and replaced three bullets.

Roland: "I just want to give you a deeper understanding. If you want to inherit the title of gunslinger, then you must work harder and make yourself stronger."

Jimmy was a little speechless. The bullet hit another bullet at such a short distance. This was completely embarrassing for an ordinary person like him, who didn't know what kind of perverts those people in the world of gunslingers were.

Roland: "Guns are our weapons and our partners. In order to complete the gunslinger qualification trial, you have to choose your own gun, but there is no suitable gun for you now."

After Roland finished speaking, he suddenly paused and shook his head: "There is no longer a qualified gunslinger to try. I am the only gunslinger."

Jimmy: "Do I have to be a gunslinger to extend my powers to guns?"

Roland: "I don't know the Shining's ability because we have never had this ability. You have to believe in your weapons, your partners, your ability to shoot a fatal shot, and your ability to eliminate demons."

Attached to the bullet. Faith is something very indescribable and can only be experienced by yourself."

Jimmy closed his eyes and aimed his gun at the last bottle. He did not shoot, but focused on the bottle with his mind's eye, trying hard to stare at the bottle in his mind. After a while, he suddenly found a thin line appearing in the range of his mind's eye.

The line was in the same direction as he was aiming. Jimmy fired a shot. In his mind's eye, he could see a straight line running through the bottle and disappearing outside the range of his mind's eye.

Jimmy opened his eyes, took back the pistol, and looked at the revolver in a daze. His mind seemed to have upgraded at that moment, guiding him a trajectory.

Roland looked at Jimmy: "What did you find?"

Jimmy turned to look at Roland: "I found a ballistic path pointing towards my target. I can also observe the traces of the ballistic path after I shoot. This should be the power of faith you mentioned, right?"

Roland shook his head, "Only you know your abilities best. I don't understand them at all. However, since you have made a breakthrough, practice more and you will always improve."

Jimmy raised the gun, continued to wait for the trajectory just now to appear in his mind, and shot out all the remaining two bullets.

Roland put the gun back into its holster, "Let's go back. I've seen your ability, but it's a pity that your body is holding you back."

Jimmy also took out the cartridge case, replaced a few bullets, put the gun back into the holster, and followed Roland back to the cabin. Jimmy was still immersed in his ability just now, because he only fired three shots, and he didn't know what this ability was.

There are no other restrictions or there is a deeper upgrade possibility.

Roland looked at Jimmy who seemed to be thinking about something and did not interrupt his thinking. Instead, he took two cans of beer from the refrigerator and placed them on the coffee table.

After a while, Jimmy finally came back to his senses. He looked at Roland and said, "Sorry, I was obsessed with something just now."

Roland shook his head: "It's okay. You can go back and slowly think about how to apply your abilities. I taught you the ability to use the revolver before. Now that you have the ability to shine, you should become familiar with it as soon as possible. I am already old, maybe

Before long, you'll be the last gunslinger left."

Jimmy frowned: "What do you mean? You look normal."

Roland smiled and said, "I have been fighting for decades, and maybe I can live longer. Just saying that, don't worry, I won't die that easily."

The two chatted for a while, and it was Roland who went to prepare lunch. There were ingredients left in the refrigerator, so there was no need to go hunting outside temporarily. Jimmy also stayed with Roland for a long time, then drove away from Roland's cabin and returned to Dallas.

, he didn’t want to rush back to New York. Since he was already here, he wanted to see his old friends.

Jimmy called DEA Agent Thorsten. Fortunately, he was also in Dallas and was not on a mission. Jimmy had a night's rest and got up a little late the next day. He didn't arrive at the DEA Dallas branch until noon.

I met Agent Thorsten. I haven’t seen him for more than a year. Thorsten hasn’t changed much.

Jimmy put the coffee he was holding on the table: "Long time no see, Agent Thorsten, please drink coffee and help share it."

Thorsten hugged Jimmy and was not polite. He directly arranged for the people next to him to help share the coffee. He took Jimmy to a small reception room and asked Jimmy to sit down. He took a drink from a small refrigerator next to it.

He took out two cans of Coke. Good guy, this is the first time Jimmy has seen someone put Coke in the office area. In the FBI office, there is only coffee in the pantry for brewing. Coke seems to have never been seen before.

Jimmy opened a can and took a sip: "You are having a good day, you even put Coke in the office."

Thorsten laughed: "This is not mine, but it's not a big deal if she drinks two cans. I'll make up for her later. You're a rare visitor. Why did you think of coming to Dallas? You're on vacation again?"

Jimmy: "Well, I was a bit harsh some time ago and was investigated by OPR."

Thorsten immediately caught an important point in Jimmy's words: "Wait, OPR? Isn't it the Department of Internal Affairs? OPR, you joined the FBI?"

Jimmy: "Uh, didn't I tell you? Shit! I forgot. I resigned from the county police at the end of last year, entered the FBI Quantico Academy, and now I'm working in Manhattan, New York."

Thorsten looked at Jimmy speechlessly: "Why? When I invited you to join the DEA, you didn't want to leave the county police. Why did you suddenly go to the FBI? Are we worse than the FBI?"

Jimmy looked at Thorsten and didn't know what to say. He really didn't want to change places at first. Later, he was invited by Agent Hatten from the FBI's Little Rock office, and he also felt that he wanted to change places, so he chose the FBI.

I really forgot about the DEA.

Jimmy: "Well, something happened last year. By chance, the FBI wanted to hold a separate academy training, so I signed up and went to Quantico."

Thorsten: "We also have a DEA academy in Quantico. Why didn't you say you wanted to change jobs earlier?"

The DEA Academy is right next to the FBI Academy, also in Quantico, but Jimmy didn't go to the DEA Academy for a walk at that time.

Jimmy: "Ah, this is all in the past, so don't talk about it anymore. I have already gone to work in New York. How are you doing lately?"

Thorsten: "Same as usual, more and more D products have been flowing in recently, and it is getting harder and harder to crack down on them. Although the harvest is huge, it is not enough to destroy their network."

Jimmy: "In addition to coming to see you after a long time, I actually have one more thing. I want to ask you about the Dixie family."

Thorsten frowned, "Why are you involved with them? It's a very troublesome family."

Jimmy: "There is a case involving the Dixie family. Their people seem to want to go to New York to expand their business and hook up with a local gang. I was still following this case before I went on vacation."

Thorsten thought for a while and said, "Wait here." He put down the Coke in his hand and left the reception room. Jimmy was drinking Coke while waiting for him. A few minutes later, Thorsten took a

The file folder came in.

Thorsten: "There is some information about the Dixie family here, but not much because I am not responsible for it."

Jimmy took the file and looked through it twice. He couldn't find the information about Rainer Franjes. He jotted down some information at random and returned it to Thorsten.

Jimmy: "I've finished reading it, but the people recorded here don't seem to have gone to New York, thank you."

Thorsten got the materials back, went out and put them away, then came back and said, "It seems you have finished your business. Let's go. I'll treat you to dinner."

Jimmy stood up and the two were about to go out when Jimmy's phone suddenly rang. He took a look and answered the call: "Ruiz, what's the matter?"

Ruiz: "Well, OPR's investigation is over, you can go back to work."

Jimmy: "Good news, then I'll rush back to New York as soon as possible today."

Ruiz: "Where are you now?"

Jimmy: "Dallas, take advantage of your vacation to meet your friends."

Ruiz: "I understand, that's it, you can return as soon as possible."

Jimmy hung up the phone and went out to have lunch with Torsten, while Ruiz turned to look at Hughes. Yes, he informed Jimmy directly in Hughes' office.

Ruiz: "Jimmy is in Dallas to meet friends, not in New York, but he should be fine going to work tomorrow."

Hughes thought for a while and said, "Dallas? Do you think he can handle the case independently now?"

Ruiz: "Is it too early? He has only been with the FBI for just over a month now."

Hughes: "As we just said, let him try to get in touch with some more cases to decide which team is suitable for him to be assigned to. Since he is in Dallas, is it possible for him to handle other cases?"

Ruiz: "I still think he's too young and inexperienced."

Hughes: "Youth is not a problem. Experience. He has been a policeman before and should have experience in handling cases. Give it a try. I will arrange for someone to look after him."

Ruiz: "Okay, you have the final say."

Hughes: "Well, you go back first, I will notify him later."

After Hughes finished speaking, he opened the address book on his computer, picked up the phone and called the person in charge of the FBI office in Dallas.

After discussing with the other party, Hughes found a suitable case, and then Hughes called Jimmy directly.

Hughes: "Jimmy, you're still in Dallas, right?"

Jimmy: "We haven't returned yet, what arrangements does the leader have?"

Hughes: "Then there's no need to come back for the time being. You go to the Dallas office to see Director Lambert. There's a case there for you to take over."

Jimmy was confused, "What? I don't understand. Hughes, why do you want to handle the Dallas case?"

Hughes: "Of course I have my reasons. Don't bargain. Go ahead and contact Lambert this afternoon." Hughes gave Lambert's phone number and asked Jimmy to write it down, then hung up the phone.

Jimmy hung up the phone, still confused. He never expected that he would be assigned to handle a case here in Dallas, and it was not a case in New York, but a case in Dallas.

Jimmy looked at Thorsten and said, "Do you know where the FBI office is in Dallas? I seem to have been kicked to Dallas to handle the case."

(End of chapter)