North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 301 A moment of relaxation

Although it is Saturday, Mary's studio is still working normally. As a well-known psychiatrist, her clients are by appointment only, so there are no special requirements for whether it is a working day, and it is more convenient for many people who have rest days.

Yes, but because they are all big customers, the number of customers every day is not very large, and the time is very free.

Jimmy was lucky. When he called, Dr. Mary was just preparing to receive the first client of the day. If it were later, his phone would not be able to get through.

Jimmy said hello to the girl at the front desk. Mary was still receiving customers, so wait a moment. He sat in the waiting area and read the newspapers here, waiting for Mary to finish the reception.

It didn't take long. Jimmy only waited for more than half an hour before it was over. This was actually quite abnormal. Normally, psychiatrists would not end the topic so quickly. Ahem, their time is very valuable, very, very valuable.

valuable.

Mary sent the guests out and waved to Jimmy, who followed him in. It could be seen that this place would not be very busy this morning. While Jimmy was waiting here, he didn't see anyone else coming.

Mary: "Cool, you look like a cowboy."

Jimmy: "Haha, thank you. It is indeed much more comfortable to wear like this, at least compared to a suit. Long time no see, your office has been decorated again."

Jimmy habitually looks to the left and right when he enters the door. Perhaps he is used to being a policeman. When he arrives in a new place, he habitually looks around, even if he has already seen the situation in the room with his inner eye in advance.

Today, Mary is dressed in professional attire again, with long blond hair spread out, long eyelashes, brown eyes, and a very delicate-looking face. The white suit and trousers match her figure, which is really hard to take away.

eyes.

Jimmy suddenly found that his memory seemed to be wrong. He had always thought that Dr. Mary was in her 40s, but now she looked exactly like she was in her early 30s, in her prime and full of charm.

Mary did not return to her desk, but went directly to the sofa area. Jimmy took off his cowboy hat and placed it on the small table next to him. Mary had already turned on the kettle.

Mary: "Well, adjusting the layout of the office as needed can make people more relaxed. When did you come back?"

Jimmy: "I just arrived yesterday. And I made a joke this morning. I forgot that today is Saturday and went directly to the office early in the morning."

Mary: "Is this what you wear to the office?"

Jimmy: "Well, I've gotten used to dressing up these days. I forgot to change when I went out in the morning. By the way, Hughes looks very unhappy."

Mary: "Haha, of course. Have you seen anyone else dressed like this in the office before? This is a Manhattan office, white-collar group."

Jimmy spread his hands and said, "It's okay. No one will see it except Hughes. Just change your clothes and go there next week."

Mary: "How was it in Dallas?"

The two of them chatted about Jimmy's experience in Dallas while drinking tea. Of course, they couldn't talk about some special things, but the South was completely different from places like New York, so there was no shortage of topics.

They also talked about some things happening in New York, but Jimmy was not very good at these things. He had not been in New York for a long time, and he was not familiar with many things. He was already very good at being able to keep the conversation going without being awkward.

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Jimmy: "Are there any customers coming over today?"

Mary: "Well, what happened in the afternoon?"

Jimmy: "Do you have time tonight?"

Mary: "Oh, I made a date with Jenna, do you want to come together?"

Jimmy: "Won't I bother you?"

Mary: "Of course you're welcome."

The two made an appointment, and Jimmy said goodbye and left. Well, I had to leave quickly. I drank too much tea just now, and now I feel a little uncomfortable.

In the evening, he had to accompany two beauties to dinner, so naturally he couldn't go out wearing his current denim collection. Jimmy went back and looked through the closet to find the clothes he wanted to wear, then went downstairs and knocked on Jones' door.

Jimmy: "Jones, open the door, I'm back."

Jones came over to open the door after a while, and Jimmy followed him in. He seemed to have gone out to play yesterday. Although he looked normal now, the living room was a mess, with clothes scattered on the sofa.

Jones: "Oh, Jimmy, you're finally back. How's Dallas?"

Jimmy looked around and said, "It's not bad. You know, I'm used to the weather in the south."

Jones threw aside the clothes on the sofa, then opened the refrigerator and took a can of Coke and threw it to Jimmy. After more than a month of being together, Jones also knew that Jimmy was a Coke lover.

Jimmy opened the can and asked, "Nothing happened during this time, right?"

Jones thought for a while: "Nothing special. Oh, by the way, your spot has already been taken."

Jimmy: "There are new people coming in? This is not the college graduation season."

Jones: "NO, an art consultant. Just wait."

Jones walked to the bedroom while drinking a Coke. After a while, he came out with a gun: "Keep your gun safe and take it with you wherever you go."

Jimmy: "Thank you, I'm here just for him. Being transferred to Dallas this time was so sudden that I didn't have time to come back."

Jimmy clipped the holster to his belt, took a shot, covered it with his shirt, and continued to sit down and drink Coke.

After chatting for a while and drinking a can of Coke, Jimmy went out for lunch. As for Jones, he chose not to go out with Jimmy, but went back to rest for a while. Although he didn't say it, he must have drank too much yesterday.

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Jimmy cleaned it up and changed into his best suit. Well, it was the best suit, but it was actually a suit that used to cost thousands of dollars for entertainment. He would not wear this suit at work.

Speaking of which, Jimmy's shopping plans are always interrupted by various reasons, either because of a case or being seconded for a business trip. This time he must find time to sort out what he should buy when he comes back.

Of course, you must carry a gun when you go out. When you returned to New York and changed into a suit, it was natural to bring both guns to be safe. After looking at the full-length mirror to tidy up, Jimmy called the taxi company and asked for a car.

Heading to Madison Park.

Fortunately, although there was a traffic jam for a while, Jimmy finally arrived not late. As soon as he got off the car at the intersection, he saw a red Ferrari Enzo parked at the door of No. 11. Mary and Jenna got out of the car, and the waiter had already picked them up.

Pass the key handed over by Jenna.

Jimmy walked up to Jenna and said, "Wow, Jenna, that's a great car. It's beautiful."

Jenna reached out and tapped Jimmy: "Are you talking about the car or us?"

Jimmy: "Of course it's you."

Both Jenna and Mary wore dresses, but Mary wore a red one-shoulder dress with a black shawl, a thin ruffle on her left arm, and a silver-white necklace around her neck. The skirt reached to her knees, and she paired it with high heels to make her entire calf look more attractive.

Slender, looks very solemn and elegant;

Jenna is wearing a double-shouldered, backless gradient purple dress, which is also knee-length, and a dark necklace. The pendant should be a pearl. It has to be said that when the two of them stand together, they are definitely the center of attention.

The focus is on.

Jimmy suddenly felt that it was a mistake for him to come to their dinner. Standing with them like him always felt like it was ruining the beauty.

Speaking of which, they had made a reservation in advance to have dinner here, and they were still dressed so formally. It seemed, maybe, that they had a brain disorder during the day? This was too obvious.

Mary: "Okay, let's go in." Mary walked up, took Jimmy's left arm and walked towards the restaurant, while Jenna walked on Mary's left.

To be honest, this was Jimmy's first time in such a high-end restaurant, and he looked completely blank. Mary had a rough idea of ​​Jimmy's actions, so she was the one doing the talking throughout the whole process, and Jimmy just followed her around as a decoration.

Walked in.

After sitting down, Jimmy was completely overwhelmed. It was his first time eating French food and he couldn't choose among so many dishes. He gave the choice directly to Mary, completely setting the mood.

Obviously, when Jenna and Mary are together, Mary takes the lead, so the ordering task is completely handled by her alone.

The waiter left their place, and Jenna smiled and said to Jimmy: "Good luck boy, did you know in advance that we were going to have a party today? We made a reservation half a month in advance."

Jimmy also laughed. Jenna has a more cheerful personality, while Mary is more of an intellectual beauty. However, Jimmy has played squash with them, and Mary is not as calm as she seems.

"I also wish I could know in advance, so I can prepare in advance."

Jimmy raised his hand to indicate what he was wearing. Compared with Jenna and Mary, he was wearing normal white-collar work clothes.

Jimmy: "I know how bad I look right now."

The pre-dinner drinks were served, and the three of them raised their glasses. Jimmy said, "Here's to this wonderful fate."

The three of them talked softly, just casually of course. Mary and Jenna sat together and occasionally whispered.

Jimmy experienced the tediousness of French food for the first time. He never thought that a dinner could last more than 2 hours. The long set menu and complicated steps. Jimmy didn't even remember how many dishes he had eaten in total.

There were three rounds of wine, including pre-dinner champagne, table wine, and dessert liqueur. At the end, the only thing Jimmy remembered was that the last dessert, Alaska, was delicious.

After dinner, the three of them came to the door. Jenna's car had already been driven over by the waiter.

Jimmy said goodbye to them. It was obvious that over dinner, the relationship between the three of them had become slightly familiar and quasi-friends. Jimmy: "Thank you for the dinner."

Jenna: "Goodbye, good luck boy." Then she stepped forward and hugged her with a kiss, "Goodbye, Jenna. Be careful on the road." She turned around and got in the car.

Mary also stepped forward and hugged Jimmy, "Goodbye, Jimmy." "Goodbye, Mary. Good night." She got into the passenger seat, and Enzo started to drive away, leaving Jimmy standing alone at the door watching the tail lights disappear.

This is Madison Gardens, and Jimmy doesn't call for a cab, but walks along the road.

Although he ate for more than 2 hours, he didn't eat as much as he imagined. Now Jimmy is in good condition. He took a walk to eat. Speaking of which, when he saw Madison Square Park, Jimmy suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a basketball stadium.

If you are nearby, you can consider buying tickets to watch a basketball game if you have the opportunity. Anyway, they are all in Manhattan, so the distance is not far.

Jimmy wandered for a while and saw an empty taxi on the roadside. He directly reached out to take a taxi and went home to rest.

On Monday, Jimmy came to Federal Plaza in a suit. He didn't come alone today, but called Jones with him in the morning. On the 23rd floor, the two separated, and Jimmy went to find Ruiz.

Jimmy knocked on the open door of Ruiz's office: "Hi, Ruiz, I'm back."

Ruiz looked up and said, "Hey, our seconded agent is back. How is Dallas?"

Jimmy: "It's just so so. We don't have as many acquaintances over there as we do here. How are you doing lately? Are there any cases being handled?"

Ruiz: "There are many cases, but you should go to Hughes first."

Jimmy: "Uh, why?"

Ruiz: "It's obvious, you probably have a new arrangement. Go ahead."

Jimmy walked to Hughes' office with a confused look on his face. Hughes didn't say anything when he was in the office last Saturday. Is he so principled? Don't arrange things on non-working days?

"Dong dong" Jimmy knocked on Hughes' door. It seemed that everyone had the same habit. The office door was always open at all times. Unless something happened, they would close it.

Hughes: "Sit down." Jimmy sat in front of Hughes' desk, "Jimmy, how are you doing in Dallas?"

Jimmy was speechless. Others don't know. As a supervisor, why don't you have my case report? Lambert must have communicated with you.

Jimmy: "Fortunately, although we didn't handle many cases, we didn't make any mistakes."

Hughes: "Really? There seems to be more than a week missing from the Dallas file. Were you furloughed?"

Jimmy: "Well, something happened with my old boss. I'm going to Little Rock. I reported it in advance and Supervisor Lambert approved it."

Hughes: "Okay, I'll check with Lambert. Now let's talk about your job. Since June, you are halfway through your internship period. How do you feel?"

Jimmy: "Ah, time flies so fast. I have some thoughts. Ever since I came to the Manhattan office and started to actually handle cases, I realized that I still lack a lot of experience. Although I worked as a county police officer for 2 years, I still have a lot of experience.

Not enough. Thank you to all the leaders for taking care of me and allowing me to get into the state as soon as possible..."

Hughes stretched out his hand to stop Jimmy's chattering: "Stop! Stop! I don't want to hear this. Have you ever thought about which department you want to go to?"

Jimmy: "Um, Hughes, did I do something wrong?"

Hughes took a deep breath and then exhaled: "No, I just want to hear your opinion. After the internship is over, which group do you want to go to and what cases do you want to participate in."

Jimmy: "I never thought about it. Everything is at your discretion."

Hughes: "Okay, you go out first and wait for my call."

Jimmy: "Okay, Hughes, bye."

Jimmy stood up, buttoned up his suit and left Hughes's office. He took a deep breath after leaving the office. Good guy, there were a lot of assignments just now. When did the FBI change its bureaucracy? Can you choose your job freely internally? Or is there no one?

A trainee agent who has passed the probationary period?

What on earth was Hughes thinking? Why did he feel a chill running down his spine?

Also, if others don’t know, how could Lambert not know why he disappeared for more than a week? He was the one who helped contact Little Rock Supervisor Pete. Didn’t he synchronize the case with Hughes?

Are these supervisors trying to kill me, a little trainee agent?

(End of chapter)