North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 301

Although it is Saturday, Mary's studio is still working normally. As a well-known psychiatrist, her clients are all on an appointment basis, so there is no special requirement for whether it is a working day, and many people are more convenient when they are on a rest day. Yes, but because they are all big customers, the number of customers every day will not be many, and the time is very free.

Jimmy was lucky. When he called, Dr. Mary was just about to receive the first client of the day, and his call would not work any later.

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

It didn't take long. Jimmy just waited for more than half an hour before it was over. This is actually quite abnormal. Usually, psychologists don't end the topic so quickly. Cough cough cough, their time is very valuable, very very valuable.

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

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

Jimmy: "Haha, thank you, it's really more comfortable to wear this way, at least compared to a suit. Long time no see, your office has adjusted the decoration again."

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

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

Jimmy suddenly found that his memory seemed to be wrong. Before, he thought that Dr. Mary was in her 40s, but now she looked like she was in her early 30s, full of youth and charm.

Mary didn't go back to her desk, but went directly to the sofa area. Jimmy took off his cowboy hat and put it on the small table next to him. Mary had already turned on the switch of the kettle.

Mary: "Well, it's more relaxing to adjust the office layout as needed. When did you get back?"

Jimmy: "Just arrived yesterday. And there was a joke this morning. I forgot that it was Saturday and went straight to the office early in the morning."

Mary: "Did you go to the office in this suit?"

Jimmy: "Well, I'm used to wearing it these days, and I forgot to change it when I went out in the morning. By the way, Hughes looks very unhappy."

Mary: "Hehe, of course, have you seen other people dressed like this in the office before? This is the Manhattan office, the white-collar team."

Jimmy spread his hands: "It's okay, no one will see it except Hughes, just go over next week with a change."

Mary: "How's it going in Dallas?"

The two chatted about Jimmy's experience in Dallas while drinking tea. Of course, some special things cannot be said, but the south is completely different from places like New York, and there is no shortage of topics.

They also chatted about what happened in New York, but Jimmy is not very good at it. He hasn’t been in New York for a long time, and he is not familiar with many things. He is already very good at keeping the topic without embarrassment. .

Jimmy: "Are there any clients coming today?"

Mary: "Well, in the afternoon, what's the matter?"

Jimmy: "Do you have time tonight?"

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

Jimmy: "Won't it bother you?"

Mary: "Of course you're welcome."

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

In the evening, he was going to have dinner with the two beauties, so naturally he couldn't go out in his current denim series. Jimmy went back and looked through the closet to find the clothes to wear, and then went downstairs and knocked on Jones' door.

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

Jones came 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 thrown 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 casually threw the clothes on the sofa aside, then opened the refrigerator and took a can of Coke and threw it to Jimmy. After getting along for more than a month, Jones also knew that Jimmy was a Coke lover.

Jimmy asked as he opened the jar, "Hasn't anything happened during this time?"

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

Jimmy: "Someone new here? It's not college season."

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

Jones walked towards the bedroom while drinking a Coke, and after a while he came out with a gun: "Your gun, keep it safe, take it with you wherever you go."

Jimmy: "Thanks, I'm here for him. This time I was transferred to Dallas so suddenly that I didn't have time to come back."

Jimmy clipped the holster to his belt, slapped it, covered it with his jacket, and continued to sit down and drink his Coke.

After a few casual chats and 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 anything, he must have drunk too much yesterday.

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Jimmy cleaned it up and changed into his best suit. Well, it was the best, but it was actually a suit that cost thousands of dollars before, and he wouldn't wear it to work.

Speaking of which, Jimmy's shopping plans are always interrupted in various ways, either because he has a case or is seconded on a business trip. When he comes back this time, he must find time to sort out what to buy.

Of course, you must bring a gun when you go out. When you go back to New York and change into a suit, it is safe to wear both guns. After tidying up in front of the full-length mirror, Jimmy called the taxi company and called a car. Heading to Madison Park.

Fortunately, although there was a traffic jam for a while, Jimmy was not late at all. Just as he got off the bus at the intersection, he saw a red Ferrari Enzo parked at the gate of No. 11. Mary and Jenna got out of the car, and the waiter beside him had already picked up the car. Pass the key that Jenna handed over.

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

Jenna reached out and nodded to Jimmy: "You mean the car or us?"

Jimmy: "Of course it's you."

Both Jenna and Mary wore dresses, except that Mary wore a red one-shoulder dress with a black shawl, her left arm was in a thin shawl style, and she wore a silver-white necklace around her neck. Slender, looks very dignified and elegant;
Jenna is wearing a gradient purple dress with back straps, which is also knee-length, and a dark necklace. The pendant should be a pearl. I have to say that the two of them standing together are definitely the eyes of everyone. focus.

Jimmy suddenly felt that it seemed a mistake to come to their dinner by himself. It was always a spoiled beauty for a person like him to stand with them.

Speaking of which, they made an appointment to come here for dinner in advance, and they are still dressed so formally. It seems, maybe, that their brains have been pumped during the day?This is so obvious.

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

To be honest, this is the first time that Jimmy has come to such a high-end restaurant, and his eyes are completely smeared. Mary also has a rough judgment from Jimmy's actions, so she is the one who talks all the time, and Jimmy follows her as a decoration. walk in.

After sitting down, Jimmy was completely spoiled. It was his first time eating French food, and he couldn't choose among so many dishes. He gave the right to choose directly to Mary, and it was completely set up as an atmosphere.

Obviously, when Jenna and Mary are together, Mary is also in charge, so she handles the ordering task entirely by herself.

The waiter left their seats, Jenna smiled and said to Jimmy: "Lucky boy, tell me, did you know in advance that we are 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 intellectual and beautiful. However, Jimmy has played squash with them, and Mary is actually not as calm as she looks.

"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 dressed in normal white-collar work clothes.

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

The pre-dinner wine was brought, and the three toasted, Jimmy: "To this wonderful fate."

The three of them spoke softly, of course, just chatting casually. Mary and Jenna sat together, occasionally whispering a few whispers.

It was the first time for Jimmy to experience the tediousness of French cuisine. He never thought that a dinner could last more than 2 hours. The long set meal and cumbersome steps made Jimmy even forget how many dishes he ate. There were three rounds of wine, 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, and Jenna's car had already been driven by the waiter.

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

Jenna: "Goodbye, lucky boy." Then she stepped forward and hugged and gave a kiss on the face, "Goodbye, Jenna. Be careful on the road." She turned and got into the car.

Mary also stepped forward and hugged Jimmy, "Goodbye, Jimmy." "Goodbye, Mary. Good night." She got into the co-pilot, and Enzo started to drive away, leaving Jimmy alone at the door watching the taillights disappearing.

This is Madison Gardens, and instead of calling for a cab, Jimmy strolls down the road.

Although I ate for more than 2 hours, I didn’t eat as much as I imagined. Now Jimmy’s condition is just right. Let’s go for a stroll to digest food. Speaking of which, seeing Madison Square Park, Jimmy suddenly remembered that there seems to be a basketball stadium. In the vicinity, if you have the opportunity, you can consider buying tickets to watch a basketball game. Anyway, they are all in Manhattan, and the distance is not far away.

Jimmy strolled around for a while, and saw an empty taxi on the side of the road, so he directly reached out to take a taxi and go home to rest.

On Monday, Jimmy came to Federation Square in a suit. Today he didn't come alone, but called Jones with him in the morning.On the 23rd floor, the two separated, and Jimmy went to Ruiz.

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

Ruiz looked up. "Yo, our seconded agent is back. How's Dallas?"

Jimmy: "So-so, there are not as many acquaintances as we have here. How are you doing? Is there any case to deal with?"

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

Jimmy: "Um, why?"

Ruiz: "It's clear that you may have new arrangements. Go ahead."

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

"Dong dong" Jimmy knocked on Hughes' door. It seems that everyone has the same habit. The office door is basically open at any time, and they will close the door unless there is something wrong.

Hughes: "Sit." Jimmy sat down at Hughes's desk, "Jimmy, how was your life in Dallas?"

Jimmy is speechless. Others don't know. As the supervisor, will you not have my case report?Lambert must have talked to you.

Jimmy: "Fortunately, although there are not many cases handled, there is nothing wrong with it."

Hughes: "Really? There seems to be more than a week missing in the middle of the Dallas file. Have you been furloughed?"

Jimmy: "Well, something happened to my old boss. I'll go 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 work. You are halfway through your probationary period since June, how do you feel?"

Jimmy: "Ah, time flies. I have some feelings. Since I came to the Manhattan office and started to handle cases, I realized that I still lack a lot of experience. Although I have been a county policeman for 2 years, I still have a lot of experience. Insufficient. Thanks to all the leaders for taking care of me, so that I can enter the state as soon as possible..."

Hughes reached out and stopped Jimmy's chatter: "Stop! Stop! I don't want to listen to 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 probation period is over, which group you want to go to and what case you want to participate in."

Jimmy: "I never thought about it, everything is up to your arrangement."

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

Jimmy: "Okay, Hughes, bye."

Jimmy got up and buttoned his suit and left Hughes' office. He took a deep breath after leaving the office. Good guy, there were a lot of propositions just now. When did the FBI change its bureaucratic style?Freedom to work in-house?Or a trainee detective who hasn't passed his probationary period?
What the hell is Hughes thinking?Why do you feel a chill down your spine?
Also, if others don't know, how could Lambert not know why he disappeared for more than a week?Pete, the director of Little Rock, was the one who helped to contact him. Didn't he synchronize the case with Hughes?

Are these supervisors trying to kill me, a little trainee detective?
(End of this chapter)