North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 171

Roland changed his clothes and came out. The two sat on the sofa and continued to drink beer. Well, when Roland entered the door just now, he brought in the beer in the corridor.

Roland spoke first: "Jimmy, tell me about you, how are you doing now?"

Jimmy: "Roland, do you see it? My situation."

Roland: "Well, so, tell me about your situation."

Jimmy has also considered this situation. For Roland, who has traveled through multiple worlds and eliminated demons from different worlds in this world, his situation should not be a shocking thing, and Roland should be able to understand it.

Jimmy: "I used to be a firefighter, a firefighter from another world. In a fire accident, I was declared dead, and then my soul came to a gate, and after passing the gate, I came to this The world, entered this body.

The time was 2 years ago. At that time, there should have been some accidents with the original Jimmy. Since I came, his soul has never appeared, and there is no abnormal situation between my soul and this body.

After some things, I joined the Pulaski County Police Department, which I told you last time.In the police station, I discovered my revolver talent. Other weapons are at the level of normal people, and I can master them with more training. The revolver is like an extension of my hand, very skilled and highly accurate.

I have always believed that the talent of the revolver is inherent in this body, but I only realized it after I saw you here last time. My present talent.

In the police station for about a year, I changed from a patrol officer to a full-time support position. Now, I am basically stationed at the county police headquarters.This is what I have experienced in the past 2 years. "

Roland: "It's probably the same as I thought. I think you should have had a hard time in the past two years. Did you kill someone?"

Jimmy: "Can you see that?"

Roland: "Well, I've seen your eyes many times before. It seems that you killed quite a few people, how many?"

Jimmy: "20-30."

Roland straightened up instantly.

Jimmy quickly shook his hand: "Don't get excited, they are all criminals. Everyone has a reason to be killed. My job is to be a policeman, and I want to stop criminals. I haven't killed any innocent people."

Roland relaxed a little and leaned on the sofa: "You used to be a firefighter? Why did you become like this? Why did you kill so many people? As far as I know, the vast majority of police officers may never kill a single person in their lifetime. .Many didn’t even shoot until they retired.”

Jimmy: "I thought about this. When I first came here, I was likely to be affected by this body. For a while, I was easily impatient. I would shoot criminals, especially criminals in vicious cases, very impulsively.

After about half a year or so, this impulse gradually disappeared, and after that, it was basically the kills completed in the mission. For ordinary crimes, I would not even shoot. "

Roland: "It seems that you are still affected, Jimmy, congratulations, you can carry it over and avoid becoming the former him."

Jimmy: "Well, I used to save people, and I didn't expect to become an executioner in my life. By the way, my nickname in the police station is Butcher, although I don't like it, but for the police, the first I still cherish a nickname."

Roland: "Well, keep your heart and don't fall."

The two chatted about some of the cases that Jimmy had handled. It could be seen that Roland was actually in a good mood, but his face really didn't have much expression.

Roland: "Jimmy, there's only so much I can teach you about guns, and the rest is up to you. You can leave and protect yourself."

Jimmy emptied the beer with his head back, put the bottle on the coffee table, and stood up.

Jimmy: "Thanks, Roland, you have to take care of yourself too. If anything happens, call me."

Jimmy took out a business card from his pocket and put it on the coffee table. The phone number he printed on the police station business card was his usual phone number, so he didn't prepare a personal business card either.

Jimmy walked up to Roland, hugged him, turned and left the cabin. Roland didn't move, but sat down and looked down at the business card on the coffee table.

Jimmy got into his car and left Roland's house.

Jimmy returned to Hamilton. He checked out of the hotel when he left before. This time, he had to open a room again, because it was already afternoon. It was not a good idea to drive back to Little Rock at this time. It would be midnight when he got home.

Jimmy is on vacation now, and there is nothing urgent to deal with, so naturally he will not return in a hurry.

After putting the luggage into the hotel room, Jimmy took a short rest and went out.It was already evening at this time, Jimmy went out to find a restaurant for dinner, and then came to a lively bar on the recommendation of a taxi driver, but was stopped as soon as he arrived at the door.

Jimmy is wearing a belt holster when he goes out this time. The revolver is hanging on his waist and exposed outside. There is no problem walking on the street, but places like bars that sell spirits are not allowed. Of course, concealed guns are not seen. It doesn't matter.

This is Texas, not Jimmy's territory. He has no choice but to return to the hotel, clean up the bits and pieces on his body, and then go out again with his mobile phone and wallet. This time he didn't run too far, so he found a bar near the hotel , Luckily, there is a live broadcast of a baseball game in the evening. This bar is obviously a gathering place for fans. Jimmy is there for entertainment anyway, so it doesn't matter. He can drink casually and watch the game, and he can chat with the people next to him if he has nothing to do.

Early the next morning, while Jimmy was still sleeping, the phone rang suddenly, and Jimmy picked up the phone from the bedside table in a daze.

Jimmy: "I'm Jimmy, what's the matter?"

James: "Jimmy, it's me, James, where are you? Turn on the TV, quick."

Jimmy: "Oh, James, I'm in Texas and I'm on vacation now, uh, it's only 8 o'clock in the morning."

James: "Don't talk about it, turn on the TV now, whatever it is, something big happened."

Jimmy didn't hang up the phone, but took the TV remote from the bedside table and turned on the TV.

Although the hotel is not a four or five-star hotel, the cable TV fee is still paid. Jimmy turned on the TV and jumped directly to CBS. Since James is so anxious, it must be a big deal. Jimmy is still a little confused. react.

Jimmy: "James, what's the date?"

James: "9.11"

Jimmy: "I'll watch TV first, then hang up. Goodbye."

(End of this chapter)