North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 408 Return to Quantico

Sure enough, when Jimmy proposed to leave New York to study at Quantico Academy for a period of time, Nia's expression changed, and she finally calmed down. In short, it was all his fault.

Because he had obtained Hughes's consent, Jimmy was ready to go back to the bureau. Before he got a reply, he could only ask for sick leave when he went back to ask for leave from Mahone. After that, he would need to talk to him about going back to training. Now he has

Once you get the permit, it's done once and for all, so you don't have to worry about back-and-forth communication.

The next day, Nia came to Jimmy's apartment early and took him to the FBI office in Federal Plaza. She sent Jimmy upstairs, and then stayed outside his office, waiting for Jimmy to ask for leave.

Mahone: "What happened? How are you doing now?"

Jimmy raised his arms slightly, "That's what you saw. He went to handle a case and had a fight with a master. Ma Hong, I have to rest for more than a month."

Ma Hong nodded: "Is it the Hughes case? No problem, you can go back and rest, don't worry about this."

Jimmy nodded: "One more thing, Quantico hopes that I can go back to be an instructor for a while, and Hughes also agrees, so I may go to the academy for a while after the injury is healed."

Ma Hong nodded slowly, "Is there anything else?"

Jimmy shook his head: "No, so I may not be able to come back for a long time."

Ma Hong: "OK. I understand. I will communicate with Hughes."

Jimmy nodded: "Then I'll go back first. Goodbye, Ma Hong."

Ma Hong: "Goodbye, take care of yourself."

Jimmy turned around and pushed the door open with his left shoulder. Nia who was outside saw Jimmy coming out and came over. She said goodbye to Mahone and then went downstairs with Jimmy. Today Nia postponed her work time for Jimmy and took him back and forth.

After a quick run, I drove to the police station to go to work.

Jimmy is in a worse situation, because his arms are very difficult to move, and he now has trouble even eating. Yesterday, he contacted a housekeeping company, and a full-time nanny will be arranged today. Although it is only for two weeks, there is still someone to take care of him. Better. As for Nia, she still has to go to the police station. Although she can deliver food after get off work, Jimmy can't only eat one meal a day.

Two weeks later, at Jimmy's strong request, he returned to the hospital to take X-rays to confirm the healing progress. The slightly injured right arm was almost healed. The doctors were surprised. It shouldn't be. A normal bone fracture requires a cast for at least 4 weeks.

. (X-rays can also be taken even when a plaster is applied, but the imaging effect will be affected to some extent. For experienced doctors, there is no problem. I personally tested it many years ago.)

The doctor took the X-ray and compared it with the previous one. He found that it had indeed healed a lot. He looked at Jimmy and his expression changed a little quickly, "Can you tell me about your life in the past two weeks?"

Jimmy frowned and looked at the doctor: "What? Is it more serious? I don't feel any pain, just some itching and discomfort."

Doctor: "No, no, in fact it's just the opposite. Your recovery speed is much faster than that of the average person."

Jimmy was relieved, "I haven't gone out in the past two weeks. I have been at home. I found a nanny to take care of me. She cooks three meals a day."

Doctor: "Is there a menu?"

Jimmy rolled his eyes: "No, I can't even remember what I ate. What she cooked can only be considered edible, not delicious at all."

Doctor: "Can your nanny come over? I want to get to know her."

Jimmy: "I need to go back and ask. If she agrees, I will let her come over. Doctor, can I remove the cast now?"

Doctor: "Not yet. There are still two slightly obvious cracks on the left arm and one on the right arm. Let's do it again next week and let's see how the recovery goes."

Jimmy had no choice but to go home and give the nanny another two weeks. Even if the cast was removed, he couldn't do strenuous exercise. Although the nanny's food was not terrible, it really didn't taste good, so he had to make do with it.

He also told the nanny about the doctor's request and would take her with him the next time he goes there. If the doctor confirms that her food is effective, then she can temporarily say goodbye to her career as a nanny and will receive better treatment.

Three weeks after the injury, Jimmy was finally freed from the cast on his right arm. The left arm would have to wait for another week. After answering the doctor's questions, the nanny continued to come back to cook for Jimmy. The doctor did not find Jimmy's recovery in the nanny's menu. The reason for the faster speed can ultimately be attributed to the different physical conditions of each person. Jimmy's natural recovery ability is slightly stronger.

Nia had already taken a vacation. The two had been tired for a few days and asked the nanny to go back to rest. During this period, Jimmy also received a notice from Amy that James would retire after his term ended one month later. Jimmy was invited to secretly return to Little Rock for a retirement party and give James a surprise.

One month after the injury, all the plasters and splints were finally removed, so Jimmy packed a suitcase, took two 1875s with him, and drove his Mercury to Quantico.

But before going to Quantico, Jimmy had to go to Philadelphia first. His custom-made gun had been made, but because he was injured, he never had time to pick it up. Also, Kyle had promised to help with the gun license before. This time Let's do it together.

Arriving at the Morgan House in Philadelphia, after receiving Jimmy's call, Kyle came to the front door to welcome him in.

After entering Kyle's studio, Kyle said: "Hi, long time no see, how are you doing?"

Jimmy: "Everything is fine, recovered. Where is my gun?"

Kyle took a wooden box from the shelf nearby, opened the box, and found a revolver lying quietly in the box.

Jimmy reached out and picked it up, shaking it in his hand, "Do you have a normal Colt Python here?"

Kyle nodded, opened the protective net on the wall, and took a python from the gun rack to Jimmy.

I tried the feel and found that the weight of the two guns is about the same, a little heavier than Jimmy's M686-1. The 6-inch silver-white barrel is very beautiful. The maroon wooden handle patch was replaced according to Jimmy's request and feels very good.

Jimmy tried pushing the button to open the cabin, and it felt good. Kyle's skills were really good.

Kyle: "I customized the bolt action kit and magazine from S&W. The handle and frame were directly hand-processed with a milling machine. I won't say the source of the barrel. This needs to be kept secret, but I can guarantee that. The rifling life of this gun is at least 5,000 rounds without affecting the 20-meter accuracy.”

Jimmy nodded. This custom-made Python also used .357 Magnum bullets. The injury on his arm was just right and he couldn't shoot yet, so he just took 6 rounds of bullets to test the feel, and the loading was smooth.

Jimmy: "You also made adjustments to this magazine?"

Kyle: "Well, I made a little chamfer on the outer edge of the magazine to facilitate ejection, but it does not affect the air tightness. I have seen your loading operation, I hope you like this modification."

Jimmy smiled and nodded, "I like it very much, Kyle, your craftsmanship is really good."

Kyle also laughed. Since he brought Jimmy in, his expression has always been serious and nervous. Now that he sees his work being recognized, he can completely feel the happy feeling.

Jimmy: "Has this gun been test fired?"

Kyle: "I tried it. I tried 12 rounds of 357 Magnum, 6 rounds each of SP-10 and SP12. There is no problem with the accuracy."

Jimmy: "OK, it's not convenient for me to test the gun now. I'll try again later. Are my bullets ready?"

Kyle nodded, turned to the shelf, and took two boxes, one large and one small, from there: "These are the warheads I ordered, 200 in total. These are 357 Magnum shells, you can go back later

Assemble it yourself.”

Jimmy: "OK, where's the reinstallation tool?"

Kyle smiled and said, "Of course I've prepared it for you. It's right outside. Just put it in the car later."

Jimmy: "That's great, Kyle. You're really reliable in leaving the matter to me. By the way, I brought my gun over. Please help me get my gun license."

Jimmy opened the box and took out two 1875s and handed them to Kyle. Kyle held the two guns and carefully examined the details of the guns.

Kyle looked at it and exclaimed: "Wow, it's a completely handmade gun. It has a very reasonable structure."

Jimmy: "How about it? Can I get a gun license?"

Kyle nodded, "There's no problem with the shooting license. I can take photos carefully, but I need these two guns as templates and a model to put in the studio for backup. Do you have time? It may take until tomorrow.

Done."

Jimmy looked at the time and nodded: "Okay, I'm resting here in Philadelphia today."

Kyle came to the workbench with two guns and began to use tools to measure the dimensions of the entire gun and record information. These will be recorded in the studio's archives. From now on, the two guns will be the handmade replica 1875 revolvers produced by the studio.

Jimmy looked at Kyle, who was already selfless at work, and couldn't help but sigh that he has such good skills at such a young age. This kind of concentration should be the biggest contributor.

Jimmy did not take away the python, but put it back in the box. All these things can be taken away tomorrow. The key is the two guns. After he completes the registration, he can keep one as a sample. Jimmy needs to take one away to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Something went wrong.

After waiting for more than an hour, the registration and taking pictures were finally over. Kyle fired two shots at the ballistic gel and registered the rifling of the two guns. This was the end.

Kyle: "Okay, I'll give you the gun certificate tomorrow."

Jimmy nodded, he put away a gun, took his luggage and left Morgan House.

Early the next morning, Jimmy came back, but Kyle didn't go back to rest at all. He should have worked overtime late last night, and a revolver with the same style as Jimmy's 1875 was already placed on the display stand.

Jimmy took back his gun and checked it carefully. Although it was not good to say this, he was also afraid that Kyle would give it to him. Fortunately, this gun had heavy signs of use.

It is obviously impossible to copy the same gun over time and even make such traces.

There were a lot of bloodshot eyes in Kyle's eyes. It could be seen that not only did he stay up late, he was also obviously very energetic.

Kyle took two gun licenses from the table and handed them to Jimmy, "It's done. You can go to any agency to register these two guns. There is absolutely no problem."

Jimmy: "Thanks, Kyle."

Kyle pulled a wooden box from the side, "All your things are already here. I sorted them out early this morning."

Kyle opened the box and Jimmy looked through the contents. The python was in the box, next to it were four boxes of 100 rounds of 357 Magnum bullets, a box of 200 warheads, a box of 200 bullet casings, and a can of propellant.

There is a box next to it, which contains a press, which is a bullet reloading tool.

Jimmy: "Thanks, Kyle, you're so prepared."

Kyle: "As long as you're satisfied."

Jimmy: "Do you want a check or gold coins?"

Kyle: "Wait, gold coins?"

Jimmy: "It seems you don't know this, so just give it a check."

Jimmy took out his checkbook and wrote a check to Kyle. Although the price of nearly ten thousand dollars was expensive, it was worth it.

Using a trolley to move the wooden box to the trunk of the car, Jimmy said goodbye to Kyle, left Philadelphia, and officially headed to Quantico.

Jimmy's treatment was much better this time. After reporting his name to the security guard, Jimmy drove into the college smoothly. When he first came to the college to study, the car had to be parked outside. This time he was an instructor and was considered a faculty member, so

It’s no problem to drive your own car.

Jimmy first dragged his suitcase to find Cole. Before coming, Jimmy had already called Cole. Of course, he had made a reservation in advance and arranged accommodation.

Thinking about it, I just came here once a while ago, for the plane robbery, and this time I came back and became a coach directly. It is really unpredictable in life.

After waiting in Cole's office for a while, Cole slowly wandered back.

Cole looked at Jimmy sitting in his office and shouted in surprise: "Jimmy, you came so fast?"

Jimmy smiled and stood up and hugged Cole, "I have been recuperating at home during this period. I came here as soon as I could go out. How are you doing recently?"

Cole: "You came just in time. This term of students has already started. You can join in just in time."

Jimmy: "What am I responsible for?"

Cole: "Firearms instructor, of course."

Jimmy: "There's no problem with the firearms instructor, but I haven't been able to shoot recently. My bones still need some time to heal, probably a month."

Cole frowned: "So serious?"

Jimmy nodded: "You don't know who I am facing. A would-be boxer who has been practicing boxing since he was a child. He has received orthodox agent training since he was a teenager. He is a master among masters."

Cole took a deep breath, "You actually killed such a person?"

Jimmy curled his lips and said: "It would be great if I was the one who killed him. In fact, someone else shot and saved me. Otherwise, you should attend my funeral now. This is why I am back. I need more training."

More rigorous training.”

Cole nodded, "I understand. In such a situation, no one can guarantee that they will survive. I will make arrangements. In the meantime, you can teach first and wait until you recover before shooting."

Jimmy nodded: "By the way, where will I live? It definitely won't be the student dormitory."

Cole: "Of course not, let's go, I've already had someone prepare it for you in advance."

Cole took Jimmy to the instructors' dormitory. The conditions here are much better than the student dormitories. The 40-square-meter room has a complete bathroom, a large window, a double bed, complete bedding, and a large wardrobe next to it.

, of course it is empty now. There is also a desk and a TV. If I hadn't known that this was the Quantico Institute of Science, I would have thought I was in a hotel room.

Cole: "This room is yours. You can decorate it yourself. If you want to change anything, just contact the logistics department."

Jimmy: "That's great, thanks."

Cole: "You should rest for a while. I will take you to register tomorrow."

Jimmy: "Okay."

Cole hugged Jimmy and left Jimmy's room. Jimmy pulled the box over, took out all the clothes and weapons inside, put it in the closet, organized everything, and then threw himself on the bed, lying down to rest for a while.

Yes, after driving for several hours, I am still a little tired.

After resting for a while, Jimmy went straight out and walked around the academy. The last time he came here, he had a mission, so he basically just walked around the classroom and the shooting range. In other places, he just took advantage of his free time to wander around.

one time.

In the evening, after having dinner in the cafeteria, Jimmy called Nia to report that she was safe, and then returned to the dormitory to rest. The familiar college life was about to begin.

(End of chapter)