Thinking that the good things for Carris and John were approaching, Jack thought of Zoe and Maureen's wedding, and the two royal sisters kept hinting to him about wanting a special wedding gift on their last date.

I don't know how special it is, can I pack myself into a gift box? This kind of petty flirt between couples is the most brain-consuming, although Jack is not a straight man, but there are not many brain cells in this area.

Rubbing his head with a headache, he took the elevator to the 5th floor and found Hodchner, his wife Hallie had already done the check-up, was in good condition, and could be discharged tomorrow after a night of observation.

Jack asks him to hand over a small box of snacks, "It's a . . Belch. My homemade tiramisu. ”

Hodgner looked at the cold cake sprinkled with a layer of vanilla powder and osmanthus on top of it, and looked at it with a question mark on his face.

"I use lotus root powder as the raw material, and although it has a sweet taste, even pregnant women who are worried about blood sugar problems can enjoy it with confidence."

Seeing that Hodgner's eyes widened and he didn't understand, Jack took a few more minutes to give him a few more minutes to popularize what lotus root is and why lotus root powder is delicious and nutritious.

Seeing that he didn't understand anything, Jack could only use a trick to ask him to go back to the 'universal encyclopedia' Dr. Red.

Although many ingredients can now be bought in Huachao, Lao Mei, a group of cow-chewing peony guys, can't even understand a bamboo shoot, let alone a lotus root.

As a native of Jiangnan, Hongling lotus seed chicken head rice is an indispensable delicacy in his childhood memories.

After that, the two walked out of the hospital while chatting and turned into Starbucks, which was not far away.

Hodgner was curious about Jack's experience, especially the pistol skills revealed on the shooting range, which made the self-proclaimed sharpshooter sigh to himself.

Jack didn't know how much Rosie told him, only that although Hodgner was a prosecutor, he had been in the FBI very early.

He worked under Rossi for a time and later at the FBI's SWAT and the FBI's operations office in Seattle.

So Jack could only pick some cases in LAPD to talk about, but fortunately, everyone was an old fox, but after half a cup of coffee, both of them had a clear understanding of each other's positioning in BU.

The Starbucks next to the hospital is located under a shopping mall, and in the afternoon, the parking lot is full of pickup trucks and SUVs, and the old beauties like to take the whole family out on the weekend to buy food for a week or even two weeks.

Thinking about the date with the two royal sisters at night, Jack didn't plan to talk too deeply with the BAU director, it's one thing to push the boat down the river and do personal favors, but it's too hot to come up, and it's easy to be taken as a sycophant.

Under the pretext of rushing home to water the flowers and fertilize, Jack quickly said goodbye to Hodchner, holding the unfinished half cup of coffee in his left hand, and just stepped out of the automatic door of Starbucks, a "bang" gunshot, fifty or sixty meters away, a large piece of floor-to-ceiling glass on the ground floor of the mall shattered.

He shrunk his neck in fright, pulled out the Glock from his waist, and found the front of an SUV nearby as cover.

Then came the gunfire.

"Dada"

The continuous burst of automatic rifle fire was heard incessantly, and immediately afterward, the gate of the shopping mall, which had been crowded with people, began to swarm out.

Seeing some old and weak women and children who were not flexible enough to be pushed to the ground, and then ruthlessly trampled by the crowd, Jack only felt his scalp tingle and his adrenaline began to soar.

Crying and screaming mingled, and some of the clever people had already started the vehicle, trying to get out of the place as quickly as possible amid the screeching sound of tires grinding.

"What happened?" Hodchner rushed out of the coffee shop, also drew his pistol, and leaned nervously next to Jack to look at the door of the mall.

"I don't know, it sounds like an AR-15 with a modified butt, the gunman should be on the first floor of the mall, but you can't see it from here."

Jack spoke as he observed his surroundings.

At this time, the crowd that rushed out of the mall had already dispersed, and some people who were injured by falling or unable to run because of the shock were also squatting with their heads in their hands, or simply lying on the ground and covering their heads with their arms.

I have to say that in terms of dealing with shootings, the first reaction of the people of the beautiful country is still very standard.

Jack bent over a few quick steps and switched to the front of another SUV, which was angled towards the mall gate for a clearer view of the interior.

A figure wrapped in Kevlar and wearing an khaki tactical vest appeared behind the door.

This guy also has a level 4 bulletproof helmet on his head, a Benelli M4 shotgun on his back, and an AR-15 in his right hand.

Jack looked at the Glock 22 in his hand, which seemed to be not much different from the water gun compared to this heavily armed guy.

At this time, Hodchner had already finished calling the police with his mobile phone, bent down to follow Jack, looked at the situation inside the mall, and his face couldn't help but turn black.

"Bang, bang" The gunman finished mending his gun to the wounded man who was groaning on the ground, threw away the empty pistol, and walked towards the door while reloading the AR-15 in his hand, apparently staring at the people near the door.

"Help cover up." Seeing that the goods were about to kill again as soon as they walked out of the door, Jack didn't dare to delay any longer and handed his hand to Hodchner.

"What are you going to do?" Hodchner couldn't help but be stunned, and subconsciously took Jack's matching gun.

Jack pulled out the FK7.5 from his armpit, lit it up at him, and whispered, "Grab his attention and buy me a second." ”

Hodgner subconsciously swallowed, and his voice was a little dry.

"Are you sure?"

"Not sure, do you have a better idea?" Jack didn't have a score in his heart, after all, the master pistol shooting technique only adds accuracy, and does not add armor piercing and damage.

"Don't force it, just get your attention."

Thinking that the future boss's wife was still lying in the hospital with a big belly, Jack was also a little panicked, and quickly gave one more advice.

This FLAG is a bit bad, he doesn't want to change his boss as soon as he enters BAU, although he has the impression that this has always been a resident character of "Criminal Minds", but this sudden situation doesn't look like the original plot.

Jack stooped a few more steps to the front right, and came to the back of a pickup truck, which was now closest to the mall gate, about thirty or forty meters, with Hodchner behind him on his left.

The two were at an angle of about 30 degrees, facing the gunman who had already walked out of the mall.

"Your cup!"

Hearing Hodchner's soft shout behind him, Jack realized that he had been unconsciously holding the half cup of coffee in his left hand.

Damn, this AC is set today, the corners of Jack's eyes twitched slightly, and he smiled at Hodchner seemingly calmly, put down the disposable paper cup in his hand, and made an OK gesture to him, before changing to a two-handed gun.

Hodgner was about to bite his lip and bleed, and after a moment's hesitation, he saw that the gunman had pointed the muzzle of the gun at a middle-aged woman who was protecting the child under him, and suddenly let out an angry roar.

“FXXK YOU，FBI！”

While roaring, he directly put his two arms on the hood of the front of the SUV, and pulled the trigger at the same time with two Glocks in his left and right hands.

"Bang bang."

Wait for another chapter.,Release it later.。

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(End of chapter)