North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 273 Training
Roland seemed to become very excited suddenly, and Jimmy was a little dizzy. Roland had never reacted much before, calm and terrifying, as if nothing could interest him. Like the New World.

Roland stared at Jimmy with wide eyes. Over the past few years, Roland has been very concerned about Jimmy's departure. Since adopting Jimmy, he has been teaching Jimmy, hoping that he can accept his gunslinger's inheritance so that the gunslinger can continue. Unfortunately, Jimmy messed up in the end. The belief that the gunslinger requires is protection, and what Jimmy did at the time was hatred.

Now this Jimmy has no hatred, and has a talent for flashing that he has not known for several years. If it is true, then maybe the gunslinger will not become extinct on him.

Roland pointed to the room inside, "Take a look at what's inside?"

Jimmy turned his head and looked at the room inside, "A bedroom. There is a wardrobe on the left side of the door, about 2 meters wide. Inside the room is a bed. There is a table and a chair at the head of the bed. On the right side of the door There should be brackets on the walls that look like they're hanging on strips."

Jimmy turned to look at Roland: "Am I right?"

Roland nodded, then frowned and said, "It seems to be true, why didn't you show it back then?"

Jimmy shrugged. He didn't know anything about the past. No one could tell whether the Shining that Roland mentioned, the mind eye he named himself, belonged to his predecessor or brought it when he traveled through time.

Roland stood up: "Let's go and see your talent." He picked up his holster from the table, put it on, put the gun away, and brought Jimmy to the shooting range.

In the familiar shooting range, there are still bullet casings scattered all over the ground. It seems that Roland has practiced a lot of guns on weekdays, but his guns will not wear out, so there is no need to worry about the life of the guns. Jimmy will not die. His M686-1 It’s just a gun I bought casually at a gun store. It is currently conservatively estimated that at least 2000 rounds of bullets have been used. If there is no accident, the lifespan of this gun is at most about 3000 rounds. In fact, it is now close to the end of its life.

Roland came to the target, placed several soda cans and bottles on it, and then stood with Jimmy, "Close your eyes and read with me."

The two raised their guns, but Jimmy's eyes were closed.

"I don't aim with my hands. People who aim with their hands have forgotten the face of their father. I aim with my eyes."

"I don't shoot with my hands. Those who shoot with their hands have forgotten the face of their father. I shoot with my soul."

"I don't use guns to kill people. People who use guns to kill people have forgotten their father's face. I kill people with my heart."

Jimmy followed Roland and read these three paragraphs. Roland stood on Jimmy's right. He shot from right to left, and Jimmy shot from left to right. There were 5 bottles in total, and the first 4 were knocked away smoothly. , but the fifth bottle stood on the target intact.

Jimmy opened his eyes, looked at the target, and then turned to look at Roland.

Roland: "Well, you guessed it right, I shot your bullet away."

Jimmy: "How is that possible? Why?"

Roland: "Gunsman is not only a profession, but also a kind of inheritance. We have been training since we were young, but you still have some inherent flaws.

We are all human beings, but in my world, human beings are stronger, more powerful, more agile, and mentally powerful, so for us, seeing the ballistic, changing the ballistic by shooting and even shooting down the shot Bullets can do it, but you can't do it now, your body is not strong enough to complete our gunslinger qualification test. "

Roland put the gun down and replaced three bullets.

Roland: "I just let you have a deeper understanding. If you want to inherit the title of Gunslinger, then you have to work harder and make yourself stronger."

Jimmy was a little speechless, he had to shoot another bullet at such a short distance, it was completely embarrassing for an ordinary person like himself, and he didn't know what kind of perverts those people in the gunslinger world were.

Roland: "The gun is our weapon and our partner. In order to complete the gunslinger qualification test, you have to choose your own gun, but there is no suitable gun for you right now."

After Roland finished speaking, he suddenly paused, and he shook his head: "Now there is no gunslinger qualification trial, I am the only gunslinger."

Jimmy: "Do I have to be a gunslinger for my abilities to extend to guns?"

Roland: "I don't know about the ability of the Shining, because we have never had such an ability. You have to believe in your weapon, your partner, believe that you can shoot a fatal shot, and believe that your ability can kill demons. Attached to the bullet. Faith is a very inexpressible thing that can only be experienced by oneself."

Jimmy closed his eyes and raised his gun to aim at the last bottle. He did not shoot, but focused on the bottle with his mind, trying to stare at the bottle in his mind. The line was in the same direction as he was aiming at. Jimmy fired a shot. In his mind's eye, he could see a straight line running through the bottle and disappearing out of the range of his mind's eye.

Jimmy opened his eyes, retracted the pistol, and looked at the revolver in a daze. It seemed that his mind had been upgraded at that moment, guiding a trajectory for him.

Roland looked at Jimmy: "What did you find?"

Jimmy turned to look at Roland: "I found a ballistic trajectory pointing to my target, and I can also observe the traces of the ballistic trajectory after I shoot. This should be the power of belief you said?"

Roland shook his head, "Only you know your ability best, and I don't understand it at all. However, since you have already made a breakthrough, practice more, there will always be a time for improvement."

Jimmy raised the gun, continued to wait for the ballistic just now to appear in his mind, and fired all the remaining 2 bullets.

Roland put the gun back into the holster, "Let's go back, I've seen your ability, but it's a pity that your body is dragging you down."

Jimmy also ejected the shells, replaced a few bullets, put the gun back into the holster, and followed Roland back to the cabin.Jimmy is still immersed in his ability just now, because he only fired three shots, and he doesn't know if this ability has other restrictions or whether there is a possibility of a deeper upgrade.

Roland looked at Jimmy as if he was thinking about something, and didn't interrupt his thinking. Instead, he took two cans of beer from the refrigerator and put them on the coffee table.

After a while, Jimmy finally came back to his senses. He looked at Roland and said, "Sorry, I was obsessed with something just now."

Roland shook his head: "It's okay, you can go back and think about how to use the ability slowly. What I taught you before is the ability to use the revolver. Now that you have the ability to shine, you should get familiar with it as soon as possible. I'm old, maybe Before long, you'll be the last gunslinger."

Jimmy frowned: "What do you mean? You look normal."

Roland smiled, "I've been fighting for decades, maybe I can live longer, just saying that, don't worry, I won't die so easily."

The two chatted for a while, and it was still Roland who was going to prepare lunch. There were ingredients left over in the refrigerator, so there was no need to go hunting outside temporarily. Jimmy also stayed with Roland for a long time, and then drove away from Roland's cabin and returned to Dallas. , he didn't think about going back to New York as soon as possible, since he was already here, he would meet his old friend.

Jimmy called Agent Torsten of the DEA. Fortunately, he was also in Dallas and was not on a mission.Jimmy rested for the night, got up a bit late the next day, and arrived at the DEA Dallas branch at noon. He met Agent Torsten, who hadn't seen him for more than a year, and Torsten hadn't changed much.

Jimmy put the coffee in his hand on the table: "Long time no see, Detective Thorsten, please have coffee and share it."

Torsten and Jimmy hugged, and he was not polite, and directly arranged for the people next to him to help share the coffee. He took Jimmy to a small reception room and asked Jimmy to sit down. He took out two cans of Coke, boy, this is the first time Jimmy saw someone put Coke in the office area. In the FBI office, there is only coffee in the pantry that can be brewed casually. Coke seems to have never been seen before.

Jimmy opened a can and took a sip: "You are having a good day, and you even put Coke in the office."

Torsten laughed: "It's not mine, but it's not a big problem to drink her two cans, and I'll make it up for her later. You are a rare visitor, why would you want to come to Dallas? It's vacation again?"

Jimmy: "Well, I was a little bit ruthless a while ago and was investigated by the OPR."

Torsten immediately caught an important point in Jimmy's words: "Wait, OPR? Isn't it the Ministry of Internal Affairs? OPR, you joined the FBI?"

Jimmy: "Uh, didn't I tell you? Shit! I forgot. At the end of last year, I resigned from the county police and entered the FBI Quanti Academy of Sciences. Now I'm working in Manhattan, New York."

Torsten looked at Jimmy speechlessly: "Why? When you were invited to join the DEA, you didn't want to leave the county police. Why did you suddenly go to the FBI? Are we worse than the FBI?"

Jimmy looked at Thorsten, and didn't know what to say. At first, he really didn't want to change places. Later, Agent Harden from the FBI's Little Rock office invited him, and he also felt that he wanted to change places, so he chose FBI. Really forgot about the DEA.

Jimmy: "Well, something happened last year. It happened by chance that the FBI wanted to hold a separate academy training, so I signed up for Quantico."

Thorsten: "We also have DEA Academy in Quantico, why didn't you say you would change jobs earlier."

The DEA Academy is next to the FBI Academy, and it's also in Quantico, but Jimmy didn't go to the DEA Academy at the time.

Jimmy: "Ah, it's all in the past, so don't talk about it anymore, I've already gone to work in New York. How are you doing?"

Torsten: "As usual, more and more D-products have flowed in recently, and it is becoming more and more difficult to combat them. Although the harvest is great, it is not enough to destroy their network."

Jimmy: "I haven't seen you for a long time, but I have one more thing to do. I want to ask you about the Dixie family."

Torsten frowned, "How did you get involved with them? A very troublesome family."

Jimmy: "There is a case involving the Dixie family. Their people seem to want to go to New York to expand their business and hook up with a local gang. I was still following up on this case before I left."

Torsten thought for a while and said, "You wait here." He put down the Coke in his hand and left the reception room.Jimmy waited for him, sipping a Coke, and Torsten came in a few minutes later with a folder.

Torsten: "Here is some information about the Dixie family, but not much, because I am not in charge."

Jimmy took the file and read it twice, but he couldn't find any information about Rainer Franges. He memorized some information at random and returned them to Thorsten.

Jimmy: "I've read it, but the person recorded here doesn't seem to have been to New York, thank you."

Torsten took back the materials, went out to put them away, and then came back, "It seems that you have finished dealing with business, let's go, I will treat you to dinner."

Jimmy stood up, and the two were about to go out, when Jimmy's phone rang suddenly, he glanced at it, and connected the phone: "Ruiz, what's the matter?"

Ruiz: "Well, the OPR investigation is over, you can go back to work."

Jimmy: "Good news, then I'll hurry back to New York today."

Ruiz: "Where are you now?"

Jimmy: "Dallas, come and meet friends while you're on vacation."

Ruiz: "Understood, that's it, you go back as soon as possible."

Jimmy hung up and went out to lunch with Torsten, while Ruiz turned to look at Hughes, and yes, he informed Jimmy directly from Hughes' office.

Ruiz: "Jimmy is in Dallas meeting friends, not in New York, but should be fine at work tomorrow."

Hughes thought for a while and said, "Dallas? Do you think he can handle the case independently now?"

Ruiz: "Too early? He's only been with the FBI for a little over a month now."

Hughes: "As we said just now, let him try to get in touch with some cases to decide which combination is suitable for him. Since he is in Dallas, is it just right for him to handle some other cases?"

Ruiz: "I still think he's too young and inexperienced."

Hughes: "Young is not a problem, experience, he was a policeman before, he should also have experience in handling cases, try it, I will arrange someone to look after it."

Ruiz: "Well, you decide."

Hughes: "Well, you go back first, and I will notify him later."

After Hughes finished speaking, he opened the address book in the computer, picked up the phone and called the person in charge of the FBI's Dallas office.

After discussing with the other party, Hughes found a suitable case, and then Hughes called Jimmy directly.

Hughes: "Jimmy, you're still in Dallas, right?"

Jimmy: "I haven't returned yet, what's the leader's arrangement?"

Hughes: "Then don't come back for the time being. You go to the Dallas office to find Supervisor Lambert. There is a case over there that you can take over."

Jimmy was in a daze, "What? I don't understand. Hughes, why are you handling the Dallas case?"

Hughes: "Of course there are my reasons, don't bargain, go ahead and contact Lambert in the afternoon." Hughes reported Lambert's phone number to Jimmy, and then hung up.

Jimmy hung up the phone, still in a daze. He never thought that he would be arranged to handle the case here in Dallas, and it was not a case in New York, but a local one in Dallas.

Jimmy looked at Thorsten and said, "Do you know where the Dallas FBI office is? I seem to have been kicked out of Dallas to handle the case."

(End of this chapter)