In the name of the trench [Comprehensive British and American]

Sarah felt that she thought too highly of herself.

Yes, her shooting performance has always been excellent, even in actual combat, she can hit people with her eyes closed. She thought it would be easy to give Rhett a little help.

However, she forgot that the person in front of her was Spencer Reid, a war scum who could hang a gun in front of him.

Sarah rubbed her forehead: "I'm serious, Rhett, relax, can you relax? I have to say that your theory is really good, but the posture standard is not enough, the wrist is too stiff, including your overall movement, It’s all just empty space.”

Reid's posture is very good-looking, and it is completely the same standard as the textbook template. It can be seen that he has practiced very hard, although probably only this one action can be seen.

Sarah picked up the gun casually, and fired all the bullets at once without aiming at all.

She raised her chin towards Rhett: "It's that simple."

Rhett looked at Sarah, and then went to look at Sarah's grades. His whole body was drooping: "This is unscientific, the book says... Sarah, you are doing this wrong, your posture and actions just now... ..."

Sarah: "But the truth is, I hit the bull's-eye, and you, yes, you did hit the bull's-eye just now, but you hit the next-door bull's-eye, are you confused?"

Reid's shot was really wonderful. It shouldn't be said that it hit the bull's-eye, but it should be the center of the circle.

However, he didn't hit his own target.

Moreover, Sarah tilted her head and looked at Rhett: "In fact, my actions are very standard, really."

"Indeed, Rhett, her actions are standard."

It was the leader of the Rhett team that Sarah met last time, Agent Hotchner?

Sarah smiled and said hello.

Agent Hotchner looked very serious, but Sarah could feel that he was actually a very gentle person.

Regarding Hotchner's words, Reid subconsciously refuted: "But the book says..."

"Red, actual combat is not a textbook. What's more, the standard I mentioned does not refer to a movement, but the state. When she shoots, whether it is the state of the whole body or some subtle movements, including some small movements on the wrist , I have to say, she did a really good job."

Even if he is a famous sharpshooter, in fact, Hotchner admits that he can't do better.

Even, maybe Sarah is a little more powerful.

Hotchner also needs to aim when shooting, and after one shot, he has to watch the target to adjust his movements and angles, but Sarah just glanced at the target at random, and then faced Red at all. Regardless of the target on her side, everyone saw it.

Rhett looked a little frustrated: "But I still don't understand. I tried many times."

Saying this, he aimed his gun at the target again, and Sarah watched Hotchner beside him helping Rhett to adjust the details. In fact, it should be explaining some experience and repeatedly asking Rhett to relax.

But the reality is that after Reid shot out, everyone didn't know where he shot.

Anyway, it’s not a target, it’s right →_→

Hotchner sighed in his heart, the bau sharpshooter felt that he probably really had to make preparations to ban Reid from being equipped with guns.

Evidently Rhett had thought of this himself, and the kid looked dejected.

Sarah thought for a while and said, "Would you like to try again, this time I will take you with me."

Saying this, Sarah stood beside Rhett and held his hand: "Relax, now, take a look at the target, well, don't worry about it after you know where it is, Rhett, close your eyes. "

Rhett was taken aback: "But..."

"Trust me, close your eyes, you now know where the target is, and then you just need to remember how it feels to shoot. Closing your eyes will help you focus."

Hotchner didn't speak, he didn't intend to stop Sarah.

Anyway, Reid's shooting performance is bad enough, and there will be no worse situation, so let the two children toss.

Rhett closed his eyes obediently, and in the next second, he felt Sarah holding his hand, and shot all the bullets out again and again.

His mind was indeed more concentrated when he closed his eyes, and he could even feel a peculiar rhythm from the almost continuous gunshots, as well as Sarah's fine-tuned movements after a shot.

Sarah still stopped after finishing all the ammunition, so to speak, but in fact this time was very short.

When Rhett opened his eyes, he felt that a long time had passed. Just now, he seemed to be able to feel every shot, every detail, and all movements were displayed in his senses as if they had been slowed down countless times.

Sarah let go of her hand, and then said: "This time, try it yourself, remember, not only look at it with your eyes, but also remember it with all your energy."

Rhett nodded and started again. This time, he seemed to have some kind of intuition. The previous feeling came back to him again. He fired several shots in a row. The speed was not as fast as Sarah's, but the rhythm was very fast. resemblance.

Sarah blinked: "Congratulations Rhett, you finally hit your target."

Rather than not knowing where the bullet flew.

Although it's just brushing the edge now, it can be regarded as progress.

Rhett was obviously also very happy, he couldn't help but went to see Hotchner.

Facing the staring eyes of his team members, Hotchina was silent for a moment, but he calmed down and said, "Good job."

Just when he was about to say something again, his face changed, and then he took out his mobile phone. Reid obviously also received the message.

Sarah looked at the two of them, and of course understood that they had to be heroes to fight against perverts again, so she also waved goodbye to the two of them.

However, after the two left, Sarah frowned.

The fbi's weapons are really not that easy to use, at least she has trouble using them.

After wandering around the FBI for a few more times, Sarah learned about the other party's security system by the way.

Those who owed money left a small back door for themselves.

However, as soon as she left the gate of the FBI, Miranda called her: "Someone left you a message."

Sarah blinked: "What?"

"Stay on your personal channel, I think you should ask David."

Few people know Sarah's personal channel. This is a channel, but it actually includes some specific frequencies, encrypted mailboxes, or message boards. There are many things like her, almost all of which are David managing for her.

But Sarah knew that if that was all it was, Miranda wouldn't call her on purpose.

Sure enough, without Sarah asking again, Miranda said, "Agent Peter Bolk of the FBI Elite Investigation Team wants to talk to you about the little peacock you let go a few years ago."

After hanging up the phone, Sarah blinked, decisively went through the records, and then saw a message from a certain little peacock.

Well, a little peacock asking for help.

Thinking of this, Sarah sent a message to Miranda, saying that she agreed to the appointment of the FBI agent.

The fbi agent was actually quite sweet, at least he went to Osborne himself.

When Sarah saw him, he saw that he was poking the light ball projected on the table once and for all, and the poking ball made giggles and rolled all over the table.

Seeing Sarah who pushed the door and walked in, this serious-looking detective was inevitably a little embarrassed to be caught.

But he quickly adjusted his emotions: "Hello, Miss Osborne, I am Peter Bolk, an agent of the FBI Elite Investigation Team. If you still have the memory, we met a few years ago."

Sarah nodded: "That's true, what's the problem?"

Bolk said straight to the point: "Neil Cavrey escaped. Of course, I took him back, but he is now negotiating terms with me. For this reason, I need to consult some situations before making a decision."

Hearing this news, Sarah was a little surprised: "Escape? He escaped from prison? This is not right, his sentence will soon be over, just be patient for a few more days."

It only takes a short period of patience to regain true freedom, and Sarah doesn't believe that Neil will escape from prison at this time.

"I'm sorry, but it's the truth."

Sarah sighed: "Okay, so what do you want to ask?"

"About what happened to Neil back then, I know you have evidence of his theft. He successfully stole your pair of Raphael? I went to the Osborne library on purpose, and there is indeed a pair of Raphael missing. Isn't Phil?"

Sarah shook her head: "Why do you insist that he stole it? As I said, I gave it to him."

"Who would give a random Raphael to a stranger?" Obviously, because he often solves art crime cases, Agent Bolk knows the value of Raphael better than anyone else. A Raphael.

Nobody would do that!

Sarah smiled: "But I will."

She thought for a while and added: "By the way, I also gave a Degas."

Burke: "..."

Mr. Detective, who lives a simple life, does not want to talk to local tyrants for the time being.

But he couldn't really say nothing.

"Why did you send it? Is there any other reason?"

These paintings are expensive, even if you have money, you can't make them so casually, right?

Sarah nodded very frankly: "Of course there is a reason. He is good-looking, sweet-talking and can talk. I gave him up when I was in a good mood."

Cute little peacock!

Burke: "..."

I can't understand the thinking of rich people at all!