Jimmy and David chatted over tea, David used to be mainly responsible for counter-terrorism intelligence-related tasks, I can't say the specifics, but it is estimated that he has been transferred after 911 in recent years.

Now that he has the opportunity to return to deal with the normal eucalyptus, he is not very happy, but he is acceptable.

People on the anti-terrorism line have too much authority, and at the beginning, because of the 911 incident, most people, although unhappy, also tacitly assumed that they could violate certain rights to some extent.

As the days passed, the shadow of that time had gradually dissipated with time and the actions of the US military in the Middle East, and restrictions on the FBI were put on the agenda again.

It is better to get out of that line now and return to normal than to be tied up in the future, the key is that there are not many opportunities to do things in the office, and there are even fewer opportunities to control a group.

Now David, like Jimmy, is acting for the homicide team, and Mahon is the official team leader, although he has been seconded, he has not been removed from his position.

The office team deals with normal problems, can contact more high-level and bureau people, and the corresponding promotion channel is a little wider, whether it is in the office or to the headquarters, or transferred to other offices, the overall road is relatively wide.

The line of anti-terrorism, relatively speaking, is closer to DHS They are even transparent people in the bureau, except for the leader, it is difficult for others to rise, especially in the United States, there are not many terrorist attacks in the United States, most of the time they are investigating intelligence information in various ways.

David has obviously learned about the homicide team these days, and has also been involved in various rumors about Jimmy, although he is relatively old and does not put the old-timer score in front of Jimmy, the two of them have a good chat.

After drinking tea, David continued to check the information, and Jimmy sat boredly waiting for the notification.

Something went wrong, a two-week suspension, and the change of department after the suspension was decided beforehand. Because he was out of the field, he wouldn't be in charge of Hughes in the future, so Jimmy didn't go to Hughes's side when he came over in the morning, but wanted to wait until he was sure before meeting and chatting with them.

It's been a long time since the start of work, why hasn't anyone come to inform themselves? Jimmy took out his phone and looked at it, and the phone issued by the FBI did not have any news, whether it was a phone call or a text message. He was pretty sure that the phone was not in arrears, that is, no one must have contacted him.

Staying in the office until almost noon, Jimmy couldn't help himself because he didn't know who to turn to, he could only find the person who was most likely to know his future arrangements, Tim Dunn of the administration.

Jimmy's newly assigned Saabban hadn't been repossessed before, and the keys were still in his possession.

Under normal circumstances, after being suspended and transferred to the Internal Affairs Department, Jimmy's car should have been recovered, but when Tim Dunn came to him to retrieve the gun and badge, he did not collect the car keys at the same time, and in principle, the car was still divided into his own drive, depending on when the problem was discovered above.

Jimmy put on his suit and went outside Tim Dunn's office, and after seeing that there was no one else inside, he knocked on the door, "Dunn."

Dunn glanced up, "Oh, Jimmy, long time no see. You may be seated, how are you doing?"

Jimmy sat down at Dunn's desk, "I'm fine, I went out for a walk, I just came to work today. Dunn, there's a question for you, do you know which department I've been assigned to?"

Dunn asked, confused, "Didn't you get the notification?"

Jimmy nodded, "No one came to me this morning, and there were no calls or texts."

Dunn: "Wait a minute, I'll see."

Dunn searched for Jimmy's name on the computer and frowned, "Oh, something must have gone wrong, your position should have been assigned before, why are you still in the murder team now?" You wait here."

Dunn got up and left the office, he was mainly in charge of administrative matters such as personnel equipment, and for the distribution department and the like, it had nothing to do with Dunn, and he had not paid special attention to Jimmy's assignment before.

Jimmy was bored in Dunn's office in a daze, and when the housekeepers outside passed by the office door, they would always smile at him inside and nod their heads to say hello, let Jimmy

It's very uncomfortable, and I feel like there are ants crawling on my body.

The offices are separated by clear glass, and now there are no curtains, and Jimmy is like a window in it, an exhibit.

It was almost noon break, and Dunn finally returned, and he looked at Jimmy with an embarrassed face: "Jimmy, your position needs to wait a little longer, and it has not been decided yet."

Jimmy's eyes widened, "What's going on?"

Dunn: "Don't ask, it's still undecided anyway, you can go back and wait for news."

Jimmy looked at Dunn's face and felt that something was wrong here, he nodded, got up and buttoned up his suit and left Dunn's office.

Something was wrong, and Jimmy didn't go back to the office and went straight to Hughes. Hughes probably went out for lunch, and Jimmy was not in the mood to eat right now, so he just slept with his feet crossed on the table in the conference room.

"Jimmy, why are you here?" Jimmy just wanted to squint, but he didn't expect to actually fall asleep. Someone called him, and he turned his head to look, put his feet down and stood up, "Peter, I'm waiting for Hughes."

Peter: "Well, didn't you call him? He's not here today."

Jimmy: "If you don't pay attention, that's bad."

Jimmy moved his legs and slept with his feet crossed for a while, his legs still a little numb. After a while, Jimmy suddenly thought that Hughes was not there, and so could Peter.

Jimmy: "By the way, Peter, do me a favor."

Peter nodded, "You say."

Jimmy: "Ask me, which department I'm going to be assigned to?" Why hasn't been decided yet?"

Peter frowned, "Didn't they settle down for two weeks of your suspension?" I understand. You go back first, and I'll help you ask."

Jimmy patted Peter's arm, "Thanks, I'll go back first."

Jimmy left the conference room, and Peter crossed his hands on his hips, his expression a little unpleasant.

It's been two weeks, and most of the people in the bureau, at least in the field department, know why Jimmy was suspended to avenge his own people, and he didn't make trouble when he was suspended, and quietly accepted the bureau's arrangement. Now that he's back to work, and can't arrange his position, it's not a small problem.

Jimmy is completely unfamiliar with the characters in the bureau, he can't inquire at all, as for calling Hughes, forget it, wait for news from Peter's side first.

Peter was very efficient, and when he was about to leave work in the afternoon, Peter called Jimmy and asked him to sit outside after work.

In Jimmy's bar, Peter and Jimmy come in one after the other, and the two of them stand in front of the bar and take their glasses and walk to an empty table and sit down.

Peter: "Jimmy, it's a bit of a problem."

Jimmy frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Peter: "There's nothing wrong with the internal affairs department, whether it's the public relations department, the file department, or the evidence storehouse, they can accept you, but there are people who want you to change places, and Hughes has already stepped in."

Jimmy: "Somewhere else?"

Peter nodded, picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "The specific situation has not been determined yet, but someone wants to transfer you out of the Manhattan office, and it is inconvenient for me to ask too much, so I can only do this for the time being."

Jimmy stopped talking, just drinking and thinking about why. I don't seem to have any disputes with the people above, I think back carefully about my experience in the past few years, and it really has nothing to do with the above, whether it's eucalyptus or the relationship between the bureau, it doesn't seem to have any contact at all.

The only people who may have something to do with the above are the two sides of the attack on him this time, one is the senator, maybe he has arranged something behind his back because of the loss of a subordinate and a financial resource, and it is too easy for him to connect with the FBI high-level executives.

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

I told the others about it. As a consultant at DHS, it was easy for him to get in touch with the top of Jimmy's office.

These were the only two possibilities Jimmy could think of to have a relationship with the higher-ups.

But both of these possibilities are actually very low, first of all, Greg, he is dead, even if he has contacted the relevant people before, in this case, it is unlikely that Jimmy will be arranged according to his last words in advance.

It is even more impossible on the senator's side, it was Hughes who came forward in person, just saying that a subordinate and a financial road, and the person who wants to do it will not be himself, but to get rid of Hughes first.

Jimmy finished his glass and got up to the bar to ask Woody to pour him another glass, pour more.

Back at the table, Peter hadn't finished his drink, and he looked at Jimmy worriedly, apparently understanding that Jimmy was thinking about what had happened to him the way he was.

Peter: "Any ideas?"

Jimmy shook his head, "I can't think of anyone who would do that, I think maybe Hughes would know about it."

Peter nodded, "I asked, Hughes went to Washington, DC, and may have to come back the day after tomorrow." Are you going to call him directly or wait for him to come back?"

Jimmy: "Wait until he comes back, it's better to talk about this kind of thing in person, it's not safe on the phone."

Peter: "Well, then be careful these two days, don't have any accidents." After saying that, Peter drank the wine in the cup and stood up, "I'll go back first, Yin Lizabeth is still waiting for me to go back."

Jimmy got up and gave Peter a look, "Be careful when driving on the road."

Jimmy drops Peter off, returns to say hello to Woody, and leaves the bar and heads back to the apartment.

After a day of fishing in the office, Hughes finally returned. Hughes beckoned Jimmy into the office, "Jimmy, who have you offended?"

Jimmy shook his head, "I've been thinking about it for two days now, and I still don't have any clues. Do you know what's going on?"

Hughes: "They're very reasonable, your record, it's a waste to go to the house. Now there are two options, the first is that I want to transfer you to Quantico for an HRT assessment, where you can give full play to your abilities. Another option is to return to the Kualti Academy of Sciences as an instructor for two years, and then consider returning to the field service."

Jimmy frowned, "Their goal is to transfer me out of the Manhattan office?"

Hughes nodded: "I haven't found the reason yet, but the Kuanti Academy has already spoken, and if you release people here, they will be happy to accept you."

Jimmy is really a little confused, Hughes, the old director, can't even figure out the reason? Or is it ...... Is there a reason why it's inconvenient to say it?

Hughes: "By the way, Mahon was shot and is now recuperating in a hospital in Chicago."

Jimmy: "Is it serious?"

Hughes: "I was shot in the left chest, near the heart, and now I'm fine, recuperating."

Jimmy: "Then he probably won't be able to go back to the office for a while."

Hughes: "Well, David will take over the murder team. You go back to rest first, you don't need to come to work for the time being, wait for the notice."

Jimmy took two deep breaths, "I see, it's a break anyway, I'm going to see Mahone."

Hughes nodded, and Jimmy turned and left his office. Hughes looked at Jimmy's back as he left, and his expression changed, "You're too much, I hope you like this gift."

Jimmy went back to the office, tidied up the desk, said hello to David, and left the office and headed home. After calling Nia and going to Chicago to visit Mahon who had been shot, Jimmy rushed to the airport with his suitcase and took off for Chicago.

Jimmy was only taken back his badge and gun, the FBI ID was still there, and there was no problem with his identity, so boarding the plane with a revolver was not a problem, the only trouble was a few hours of flying, and no alcoholic drinks could be touched.

Hey, Jimmy was actually in a really bad mood on the plane, and in the past few years he has been in the FBI, none of the several bosses he has experienced have been safe and smooth.

Peter was shot, Ruinz was shot, Chris was cancer, Mahon was shot...... Except for Hughes, none of the others had good luck, Mahon was only seconded back to the Chicago office to investigate the prison break, why was he suddenly shot?

You must know that Ma Hong's skills Jimmy is clear, he is definitely the top combat effectiveness among the FBI field agents, and he is thoughtful, and he can't find anyone at most when he catches some escaped fugitives, how can he be killed by them? It's not scientific.

After Jimmy landed, he took a taxi to the Chicago office, Mahong's phone had been called before he came, and the phone had been turned off, and now he had to go to the Chicago office to find someone to check the location.

Relying on his FBI credentials, Jimmy successfully entered the Chicago office, found the people in the office and inquired, and learned that Jimmy was a subordinate of Mahon in Manhattan, came to see him, and successfully obtained the hospital address from other agents.

Jimmy came to the hospital with a bouquet of flowers, glanced at the ward through the window on the door, and made sure that the person lying down was Mahon, Jimmy knocked on the door and twisted the handle into the ward: "Good evening, Mahon. How about now? Why was you so careless?"