North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 528 Meeting
Tom definitely didn't pay attention to Veronica just because she saved him, good guy, Jimmy just listened to his introduction of Veronica's birthplace and cemetery, as well as some of her personal habits, and so on. For more than an hour, although there are some things about Jimmy's original owner, most of them are about Veronica.

If it's just gratitude, at most I can take care of Veronica's son. There are really many details in this investigation.

If it weren't for Jimmy's brains enough, he would have been confused.Veronica's life is too rich and confidential, and Tom will not tell Jimmy, focusing on various travels to and from Europe and the last years of living in the United States.

Also added some things about Jimmy's predecessor, but not much, because Tom is not familiar with it.When he first came into contact with Jimmy, Veronica was already arranging for him to enter the CIA. At that time, Veronica had been diagnosed with cancer, so a safe place must be given to the child.

After spending so many years in the CIA, she believed that after her death, Jimmy should enjoy some people's care.It's just that she didn't expect that she would be dead before Jimmy graduated from the training camp. If Tom wasn't paying attention, even if Jimmy wasn't killed by Greg, he wouldn't be able to enjoy the care of other people.

Fortunately, now that Greg was killed, at least no one was watching Jimmy behind his back.If the escape from the CIA goes well this time, Jimmy can fish in the public affairs office with peace of mind, and then wait a year to return to the field department, maybe.

Looking at the time, Tom stood up: "Get ready, let's go."

Jimmy stood up, tidied his clothes, put all these things on the bed back into the suitcase, thought for a while, picked up the photo album, took a color photo of Veronica from it and put it in his wallet, " I'll take a photo, okay?"

Tom nodded: "I made a mistake. Under normal circumstances, it is a habit of many people to keep family photos in their wallets. You did a good job."

Jimmy smiled and opened the wallet, and there was a photo of Nia inside, "I have a photo of my fiancee with me, so I just remembered it."

Tom: "Okay, let's go."

Jimmy and Tom came to the parking lot. Tom didn't drive his car, but sat directly in Jimmy's car. The two left the hotel and went to Virginia.

It was already evening when we set off, and it was already dark when we arrived near the forest cabin of Mrs. Waltz, Tom's teacher in Virginia.

The location of the wooden house is relatively hidden. Although there is a road leading there, it is not a road, but a small dirt road. If Tom hadn't directed the way, Jimmy would definitely not have turned the road into the woods.

Jimmy opened his eyes after dark, which is also his habit of driving at night, and the range of visual vision is too small.After he turned into the alley, he looked to both sides. This environment is too easy to ambush people, "Tom, does anyone else here know?"

Tom: "Of course, Mrs. Waltz is not completely reclusive. The higher-ups in the Bureau must know."

Jimmy: "Is there someone here to protect her?"

Tom: "What did you find?"

Jimmy: "The environment here is too easy to arrange an ambush. If a team enters the woods, the cabin in the forest will definitely be demolished, and people outside will not find out."

Tom: "Don't worry, they have security forces arranged by the bureau. Although there are not many, as long as there are no special circumstances, it is enough."

Jimmy didn't say anything, and continued to drive. After turning the corner, he found someone hiding in the woods, but there were only two people, and they were not far away. It seemed that they should be sentinel.

That's what he asked Tom just now. He didn't know who these two people were, but he certainly couldn't just go to the woods and kill them in front of Tom. That would be too much.

Continuing to drive forward, he has already seen more people, and there are two other people staring at a distance, it seems that they don't seem to want to do something.A wooden house in the distance appeared in his field of vision. It didn't look small, it wasn't that kind of holiday cottage, it looked a bit like a villa in the forest.

There was a car parked outside the wooden house, and Jimmy parked the car behind that car. He still decided to go and see if these people really wanted to attack the people in the wooden house. If he was in the house, it would be more troublesome. Make it clear, "Tom, you get out of the car and enter the house first, and I'll clean up next to it."

Tom: "What did you find?"

Jimmy: "There are people in the woods. I'm not sure of the number and purpose. I want to go and see."

Tom: "No, wait for me in the car and hide."

Tom got out of the car, straightened his clothes and walked towards the cabin.Jimmy looked at the house from the car. There were four people in the wooden house, two in the living room, and two in the room inside, which seemed to be a study.

Tom knocked on the door, and a young man came out of the living room, opened the door, and welcomed Tom in. Then Tom came to the door of the study, knocked on the door and entered the study.

Soon, he left the study and came to the door, and waved to Jimmy. Jimmy got out of the car, glanced at the woods behind the cabin, and came to the door of the cabin.

Tom waited for Jimmy to come to him and said in a low voice: "There are indeed people around, but they are all bodyguards, no problem."

Jimmy nodded, as he thought. No matter how they looked at their positions, they were defending and monitoring the outside world. If they really wanted to attack the wooden house, they must have dispersed near the wooden house.

Walking into the cabin with Tom, the two men in the living room didn't look like the people Jimmy and the others were going to meet. One was young, and the other looked a little more mature.

Tom took Jimmy to the study, knocked on the door, "Please come in."

Tom: "Mrs. Waltz, that's Jimmy."

Jimmy stood beside Tom, an old lady in a wheelchair and an old man in a chair beside her.

Mrs. Waltz: "Sit down, Tommy. Is this Jimmy? A very energetic young man, but he doesn't have much in common with Veronica."

After Tom and Jimmy sat down opposite Mrs. Waltz and the old man, they said: "If Veronica hadn't brought him to the training camp, I wouldn't believe that she would have a son of Chinese descent. This is really surprising, but It's true."

Jimmy looked at the two old people present with a blank expression. He had considered before that there was no need to be too enthusiastic, because he was completely unfamiliar with them and had never seen them before, but there was no need to be too indifferent. People feel very bad, just treat them normally.

Mrs. Waltz: "Well, it's all right. Jimmy, I think Tom has already told you about your grandfather."

Jimmy nodded: "Mother never talked about grandpa."

Mrs. Waltz sighed: "Hey, it's normal if she doesn't say anything. Her father was indeed a bit too jerk back then. Not only her, but also her mother."

Mrs. Waltz looked at the old man next to her: "Andrew, this is Harry Anderson's grandson. You should have an impression of his little daughter Veronica, right? This is her son."

Old man Andrew: "Well, I have an impression. I think this is what you mean by asking me to come. Harry still has blood left. Okay, very good."

Mrs. Waltz: "Well, I've thought about it for so many years, you should have investigated it clearly, right?"

Andrew nodded: "Harry's family, hey, Greg is too much, no matter what personal grievances he has with Harry, he has gone too far."

Mrs. Waltz: "It was too late when I found out, there is no way, I can't save other people."

Andrew: "I heard that he had an accident in Washington DC."

Mrs. Waltz: "Well, there is no result of the investigation yet. There are too few clues, and he has offended too many people."

Andrew waved his hand: "Let's not talk about him." He looked at Jimmy, "Jimmy, tell me, how have you been here all these years."

Jimmy looked at Andrew, then turned to look at Mrs. Waltz: "Mrs. Waltz..."

Mrs. Waltz waved her hand: "I'm your grandfather's friend, just call me Granny."

Jimmy changed his name casually: "Grandma Waltz, you know my identity is sensitive, who is this?"

Andrew: "Your grandfather and I are brothers who served in the same army, and later entered the DIA together, so don't worry, just call me Andrew."

Seeing that Mrs. Waltz nodded, Jimmy said, "Grandpa Andrew."

Jimmy said hello, and then began to tell about Jimmy's previous life that he heard in the afternoon, "I have moved around with my mother since I was a child. The states where we have lived the longest are Utah and Montana, and we also lived in Virginia for a while. .

Ten years ago, my mother put me in a training camp, but I didn't know that she died of an illness, cancer, during the stage of my participation in the training.

Tom was a friend of my mother's, and he'd been teaching me at camp, and then he'd been dormant since camp was over.

I first worked as a sheriff in Arkansas for two years, then by chance, I was recommended by someone in the FBI, joined the FBI, and now I have settled in New York.In the past few years, my life has been relatively simple, just handling cases. "

Mrs. Waltz: "Haven't you been to Langley before?"

Jimmy nodded: "There is no CIA mark in the training camp. In fact, I didn't know that my mother had signed up for me until the end of the training. Tom told me my identity and the instruction that I was about to be placed in sleep waiting for activation. "

Mrs. Waltz: "Have you not done any tasks?"

Jimmy shook his head: "No, my file should be clean."

Mrs. Waltz nodded, she glanced at Andrew, then at Jimmy: "Did your mother tell you about your father?"

Jimmy shook his head: "No, I've never seen him, and there are no Asians in the family photos. I asked, but she didn't mention it, just said it was a beautiful mistake."

Mrs. Waltz: "I haven't seen her for decades. The first time I knew her, she was not yet an adult. Hey, poor child, she got cancer and died early."

Jimmy glanced at Tom. He reached out and took out the wallet from his suit pocket. He opened it and took out the two photos inside. After a glance, Jimmy handed Veronica's photo to Mrs. Waltz.

Mrs. Waltz didn't look at the photo after taking it, but looked at the other one in Jimmy's hand, "Who is that girl?"

Jimmy was stunned for a moment. He glanced at the photo of Sinia and handed it to Mrs. Waltz, "This is my fiancée. I proposed to her a while ago. We are discussing when to hold the engagement ceremony."

Mrs. Waltz took a look at the photo and nodded, "Very beautiful little girl, not bad." She picked up Veronica's photo again, "Well, it is indeed her, and she is even more beautiful when she grows up. "

Mrs. Waltz gave the photo to Andrew, and continued to look at Jimmy: "Is that the reason? This girl."

Jimmy nodded, "I've been in the FBI for several years, and I'm used to this kind of life. The point is, I'm about to have my own family."

Andrew returned the photo to Jimmy, "What are you talking about?"

Mrs. Waltz said with a smile: "Jimmy was arranged by Veronica to enter the CIA, and now he wants to leave."

Andrew looked at Jimmy: "Why?"

Jimmy: "I just don't want her and her family to find out that I am a double-faced person. I hope to have a normal family."

Andrew: "What's the difference? It's just a job."

Jimmy looked at Andrew speechlessly, "A CIA agent is different from an FBI agent. I can't tell other people that I am a CIA field agent. It's too scary."

Andrew raised his voice: "Just don't tell them, we've been here for decades."

Jimmy was speechless. This Andrew has also been doing intelligence work for decades, and he may have already had some fixed thinking: "Grandpa Andrew, this is not the period of the Cold War and the Vietnam War. The key is that my public identity is a senior agent of the FBI. , the two professions are in conflict."

Mrs. Waltz stopped Andrew's next words, "I can understand, Andrew, now that the children are grown up, they can decide their own future."

Andrew sighed: "He is like this, and so is my grandson. He doesn't even want to go to the Ministry of Defense. If I didn't force him, he wouldn't even want to go to the army."

Mrs. Waltz: "Yeah, they all have their own ideas now, and we're getting too old to keep up with the times."

Mrs. Waltz glanced at the lady's watch on her wrist, and she looked at Tom: "Tommy, I called Thomas over, there are still 20 minutes, you should stay in the next room for a while."

Andrew: "Thomas Nolan?"

Madame Waltz nodded, "Yes."

Andrew: "Tommy, you come with us, I don't want to see him."

Tom nodded, Andrew got up and left the study with Tom, Jimmy turned his head to watch them leave, Mrs. Waltz patted the chair next to him, "Sit down, kid, tell me how you have lived these years .”

Jimmy didn't refuse either. He got up and went to the chair Andrew was sitting on, and dragged him to sit next to Mrs. Waltz.

Tom had already introduced Mrs. Waltz to Jimmy before, the former deputy director of the CIA, and she was a woman. It was rare for women to sit in high positions during the Cold War. From this, we can also judge how strong this old lady is.

　Sorry, this one is late.

　
(End of this chapter)