Back in Los Angeles, Jack got busy, completing the resignation procedures first, returning the police badge and gun.

Then there was the graduation ceremony, the bachelor's degree, and finally Angela's wedding, because of the Wolf brothers' demolition operation, this time without the D Owl to make trouble, but the wedding eve was still chaotic.

Angela's original wedding venue was seized by the FBI on suspicion of money laundering, and everyone had to find a private garden that was closed for maintenance overnight.

Then the whole staff went out, of course, mainly the capable John and Jack, using the old rookie relationship, contacted the contractor, and it only took two days to lead the workers to repair the broken pipes in the garden.

Then everyone worked together and spent another day to complete the decoration of the wedding scene, and finally completed the preparation before Saturday.

"Why don't I look forward to the wedding at all, I'm so tired."

Hannah lazily hung on Jack's back and watched him decorate a large twelve-tiered cake.

"I did all the work, where are you tired? Have you had sore hands on my back for too long? ”

Jack knocked her head angrily, after Angela's wedding, he should go to report to Quantice, probably because he has been separated for nearly half a year, this guy has become extremely clingy recently.

"Flowers, music, and emcee are all handled by me, you don't know how troublesome pregnant Angela is." Hannah rolled her cute eyes.

"What round is this?"

Jack sighed helplessly, this wedding was not so much a wedding, but more about everyone helping Wesley coax pregnant Angela to play.

This eldest sister is married and pregnant, and the whole person is already stunned, this female police detective who has always had a big personality, can now cry into a tearful person at every turn, and someone who is proficient in psychology can't do anything about her.

"I can't remember exactly, if it weren't for the fact that she was pregnant with my godson in her belly, I really wanted to strangle her."

Hannah weakly adjusted her head to a more comfortable position and rested on her lover's shoulder.

"When I come back, the dark circles under my eyes are all out, tsk, let's go take a hot bath together, I'll help you relax."

Jack swerved, picked up Hannah's princess to the sound of her screams, and walked into the bathroom.

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Eventually, the wedding went off without any further trouble, and Jack suspected that he was probably the only one who had secretly carried a gun at the wedding.

I have to say that it is quite pleasing to watch a group of handsome men and beautiful women attend a wedding at the same time, and even Superintendent Gray, oh no, it's time to call Superintendent Gray now, wearing a high-end custom suit, is a little handsome.

I don't know if the wedding has an extra bonus for the women who participate, but he always felt that they were particularly excited when he had a tryst with the two royal sisters that night.

On the third day after the wedding, Jack simply packed a bag of clothes, entrusted his cabin and car to Hannah, and boarded the plane to Richmond.

After disembarking at Richmond, he went to Quantico without stopping.

Quantico is a small town of less than 1,000 people, and the FBI Academy he is going to is located near the town, along with the training base of the Maruns, and there is also a university dedicated to Marun nearby.

Of course, he couldn't go on his own, but found a nearby hotel to spend the night, and the next morning he arrived at the check-in point and took a bus into the FBI Academy in the forest.

Interestingly, he was the only one on the bus, because it wasn't the official training season.

Every year, the FBI Academy begins formal training in August, when hundreds of young people between the ages of 23 and 37 flock to the place.

Jack couldn't figure out if his current situation was a special case, and Rosie didn't tell him anything, just urged him to come and report as soon as possible.

The bus pulled into a forest lane and soon passed through the college gate and stopped in front of an old-fashioned red brick building.

Jack politely thanked the bus driver, jumped out of the car with his bag, and looked up to see Rossi, who looked as usual well-dressed, standing on the steps.

"Welcome to the Academy."

Rosie warmly opened her hands and gave him a hug, much to Jack's flattery, and judging from the way he smiled, it was obvious that he was in a very happy mood during this time.

In one hall, the staff led him to the dormitory assigned to him, dropped off his luggage, changed into a standard polo shirt and khakis, and finally ushered him into an office.

Then he saw an unexpected person next to Rossi, Maureen in a professional outfit with gold-rimmed glasses.

"Uh, Professor Cahill, why are you?"

Fortunately, Jack's brain was so fast that he almost called him by his first name.

"A little surprise, how's it going, isn't it a surprise?"

Maureen smiled brightly, and quickly solved the doubts in Jack's heart.

Because of the special nature of the BU, their behavioral analysts are usually recruited from among the current experienced agents or senior police officers, who usually have at least a degree in psychology or a related major in crime studies.

The reason why Jack, a rookie who has been working in LAPD for less than a year, can be looked upon is because a BAU crime investigation team was brutally damaged in a bombing in Boston, losing six investigators.

This has led to questions at the top of the FBI about the role of BU's action team, and some have even suggested that with the advancement of technology, BAU should completely withdraw from the front line and give way to forensic science.

The original BAU action team, which was mainly based on psychological profiling, no longer has the need to exist, so it is better to squat in the office honestly to assist, and it is better to form a few more action groups focusing on crime scene investigation.

Isn't that CSI? It dawned on Jack.

Rosie, one of the founders of BAU, went into prison in the '80s with Holden Ford, a former FBI negotiator, and Ford's partner, Bill Tench, and interviewed countless people who had committed the most serious crimes.

Among them are some well-known serial killers, who use mathematical statistics, psychoanalysis, behavioral research, etc. as tools to find patterns and patterns from these people, and then apply them to solve new cases.

So, in the midst of the turmoil, Rossi, who had already retired and was busy writing and speaking, returned to the FBI, using his connections at the top to push for a reshuffle of the BAU with the intention of creating a new model of action team.

Rossi is not a conservative person, and he also values emerging forensic techniques, having partnered with several labs such as the Institute of Anthropology, led by Dr. Tempry Breonna.

He also made different demands on the new members of the action team, who are no longer limited to fields such as psychology.

Criminal investigation experts in science and engineering, experts in computer networks, and combat experts with certain practical experience and outstanding combat ability.

Sorry, Carvin, this introduction of BAU has been changed a dozen times, and it is almost barely readable.

Ask for a commuter pass! Ask for a catch-up.

(End of chapter)