For Jack, writing a report or something is still a small problem, and he is not very familiar with the official eight shares and the like, but some things are like genes engraved in his bones.

The more headache was Maureen, oh no, it was the homework that dear Professor Cahill and Rosie gave him, all kinds of papers and case studies, and tens of thousands of words every week, and a lot of citations had to be attached.

This is not something that undergraduates can fool around casually when writing papers, the psychology major is too niche, and the two senior experts and professors don't need to check the duplicate on the computer, and they can know if he is talking nonsense with a sweep of their eyes.

As his studies deepened, Jack needed to read more and more books, and the content became more and more difficult, and the breadth of his learning gradually expanded from behavioral research to cognitive neuroscience, which belongs to the category of pre-research science.

A lot of knowledge is no longer limited to the inductive category of partial mathematical statistics such as questionnaire research, but has entered the field of science and even engineering.

Maureen has a deep knowledge of cognitive neuroscience, and strictly speaking, her real specialty is not to sit in the office and give psychological counseling, but to study the human brain in the laboratory.

In recent years, however, she has gradually faded out of these cutting-edge fields in favor of the social and humanistic directions that she is more interested in, and now studying the psychology of politicians is her greatest hobby.

Of course, as Jack's graduate tutor, Maureen's professionalism is still more than enough.

Rossi's research is relatively more practical, and has nothing to do with Jack's degree, whether it is psychological profiling, behavioral analysis, or even micro-expression interpretation, which are more niche parts of psychology.

His approach to teaching Jack is more of a traditional one-belt-one-mentor model, the kind where Syris can be called a lifelong father.

Of course, let Jack evaluate it himself, he probably belongs to the level of a closed disciple, Red is considered his brother of the same faction, and the relationship between his teacher Jason Gideon and Red is almost a master and father in the true sense.

Jack's spare time is almost full of heavy schoolwork, well, it's not that exaggerated, after all, he has four or five hours a day more than normal, and he can enter a state of high concentration at any time, and his work and study efficiency is amazing.

So he still has time to practice wood carving and make food, and he also goes to the 12th floor a few times a day to tease Hannah and enjoy a delicious lunch and afternoon tea snacks together.

Of course, he also had to bribe Hannah's colleagues by the way, and soon even some young FBI male agents who were not angry with him for this pile of cow dung were also bribed.

At least there will be no more weird things to say, such as the senior agent upstairs is inevitably too idle, after all, everyone knows that entering the BAU is equivalent to taking a high-speed elevator to the senior agent.

Of course, Jack didn't forget about his family, and for a whole week, Garcia would be pleasantly surprised to receive 2 fist-sized milk puddings, all in the shape of a baby panda.

This makes her love and hate someone at the same time, how can she make people say it when she is so cute???

Jack is almost a perfect replica of the appearance of the top female star in the panda world, and even the pointed mouth and the little white sock on the tip of the right foot have not been spared.

I hope his butterfly wings won't be able to fan Seris, it stands to reason that by the beginning of July this year, Kazuka and her unjust twin brother Heye should be born.

Jack didn't lose his word to Red, but this guy was eating milk chocolate mousse and staring at the panda pudding in Garcia's hand, which was really speechless.

The attitude of the other two women in the group is very interesting, after Jiejie came back, she started the mode of non-pretentious to Jack, the kiss between the two before and the fake play afterwards were like a Pandora's box that had been opened.

It looked like it was closed again, but it always felt like something had been released inside.

Emily seems to have discovered some new anthropological sample, and Jack sometimes really can't figure out if she's reading gossip or if she's really studying her relationship with the two girls upstairs and downstairs.

For Jack himself, just go with the flow, he's not good at dealing with this kind of thing, like an ostrich that only buries its head in the dirt, it's not a scum if it doesn't take the initiative, isn't it?

The moth fights the fire, and the fire is not guilty. Phew! He is almost Tang monk meat.

More than a week later, the aftermath of the shooting has completely dissipated, and the Serial Tough X case in Nevada has entered the federal judicial process in a step-by-step manner, and Hodchner has fully adapted to his position and is fully committed to the duties of executive leadership.

Given that his administrative work is quite tedious, Rosie also took the initiative to take on a part of it so that he could spend more time with his wife-to-be.

On this day, Jack was called into Rosie's office, thinking that he was going to receive some new homework or some official documents that Rosie was impatient to deal with.

As a result, he was prepared for a business trip, and a long-established international psychological congress was to be held in Singapore over five days.

The conference was held every four years, and Jason Gideon usually attended on behalf of BAU, but this year, Gideon quit BAU and went back to teach at the university, and Rossi didn't have time to come back.

Red would have liked to go, but he'd been busy with his mother's transfer lately.

Red's mother, Diana, suffered from paranoid schizophrenia and was once a professor well-versed in 15th-century literature, but when she became pregnant, she stopped taking drugs to protect Red.

Eventually, when Red was 18 years old, Diana's condition deteriorated so badly that she couldn't take care of herself, and Red had to send her to a nursing home, where she didn't visit her for six years.

For this, Jack also beat up Red, and in the boxing ring of the FBI gym, he beat him and cried, forcing him to say his deepest worries.

It turns out that Red is very scared that his mother's mental illness will be passed on to him through genes.

Jack took Rhett's ear and pointed it to himself, using his own experience to teach him a lesson, telling him what it means to have a son who wants to be raised but not a parent.

This time, Jack's own eyes were rare red, not because he had any special feelings for the two parents who were buried in the fire, but because he remembered his parents before he crossed over.

He once endured the sharp pain in his brain and the repeated threats and warnings of the system, and dialed the familiar landline phone number in his memory, just wanting to hear the familiar "Hey? ”

However, all that came from the microphone was an artificial voice prompt, "Sorry, the number you made is empty." ”

That was probably the only time Jack had the idea of ending his own life.

The beating was two days ago, and after the beating, he dragged Rhett to Rosie's help in finding a nursing home near Los Angeles for his mother Diana, and then kicked him in the ass and drove him to Nevada.

Of course, Red is not really a wolf-hearted, and Jack knows about his mother because Diana's former Bennington Nursing Home is in Nevada, and he often writes to his mother, but he has never been able to muster the courage to go there.

Perhaps it was the previous trip to Nevada that gave Red some ideas, and this guy stupidly begged Jack to go to Bennington Nursing Home on his behalf, only to be beaten up.

But Jack felt that perhaps it was because of the longing in Rhett's heart that someone could push him, that he just chose a better way to help.

In the end, Jack was cocooned and had to embark on a flight to Singapore with Jiejie, who was the liaison officer of BAU.

The brain is about to burn, a little more yards, I hope everyone has enough joy to read this chapter.

Asking for a monthly pass, uh-huh!!

(End of chapter)