Jimmy was very interested; it was a condo apartment on the Upper West Side with property rights, only a block away from Central Park—quite a favorable location. Although the price was a bit steep, it was manageable.

The two of them scheduled a time to take a look. The apartment building, built in the '80s, didn't look all that glamorous from the outside, but for the Upper West Side, it was quite decent—most notably, there were no external metal fire escapes, which made it a lot safer.

Directly in front of the entrance was the living room, with an open kitchen on the right and a hallway to the two bedrooms on the left. Entering the hallway, the left side had a bathroom with a shower, and next to it, a narrow space that perfectly fit a washer and a dryer—yes, Jimmy had taken special note of that. The apartment had been remodeled to include in-unit laundry, avoiding the need for a communal laundry room, which was very appealing to him.

To the right was the side bedroom, and at the end of the hallway was the master bedroom door. The master bedroom featured a bathroom with a bathtub and an adjacent walk-in closet. There was also a wall-mounted cabinet in the master bedroom, with an empty space in the middle presumably for a television. Both the living room and bedrooms had large windows, ensuring good natural light.

After viewing the apartment, Jimmy inquired about the local property taxes and maintenance fees. The surrounding amenities were satisfactory. Another key point was that a third-party parking lot was conveniently located not far from the building.

Ultimately, Jimmy decided to go for the apartment and asked the agent to negotiate. Buying an apartment wasn't a matter of a day or two, especially since Jimmy needed a loan, which meant the process would take even longer, possibly over a month.

The agent was cooperating with the FBI, so many procedures could be simplified, and they were experienced. They recommended a transfer attorney for Jimmy, who would work with the agent to expedite the process.

With the agent's help, Jimmy finally acquired the apartment for 1.1 million dollars—a significant bargain compared to other apartments in the same area, due in part to the former owner needing funds urgently.

He didn't have that much cash on hand and needed to go through the loan process. Fortunately, given his qualifications, approval wasn't an issue, though the bank's review and fund disbursal processes were time-consuming.

With the attorney and agent handling the details, Jimmy only needed to sign off on key decisions. After a few busy days, Jimmy's vacation came to an end.

Returning to his long-missed office, Jimmy tragically discovered he was doomed to continue spacing out in the break room. In the future, he might as well call himself "The Man Living in the Break Room."

Fortunately, Hughes didn't make Jimmy wait for long, still assigning him to Ruiz. Gang issues were an old and difficult problem in New York, and Jimmy was somewhat specialized in this area. But since Ruiz was still in recovery, Jimmy was just assigned a spot to continue reviewing materials.

With the FBI's vast and varied information, Jimmy, now having settled in New York, took the time to meticulously record the contents of these files.

By December, Jimmy's probation period was finally coming to an end. Known as "the most outstanding rookie" in the bureau, he had been run ragged by Hughes and the team during this time.

Since Ruiz had returned to the office from his recuperation, Jimmy hadn't handled any gang-related cases. He felt like a puppet on a string, directed by Hughes to bounce between various departments. He participated in coordinating office tours and simulation trainings for visiting young students, assisted the court police with security details, served as a liaison officer with the NYPD for a while, and even worked in the FBI evidence warehouse for several days, registering items and arranging for evidence transportation...

In two months, Jimmy was used like a utility player, filling in wherever a gap appeared. Consequently, he gained little from this period, hardly getting to shoot except for at the range.

There were plenty of other annoyances. Roland had been unreachable since the call he made to Jimmy during the Resentful Spirit case in Dallas; his phone was perpetually unattainable.

Jimmy had even asked Torsten to check on Roland's cabin, only to find no sign of Roland returning; a thick layer of dust had settled on the porch. If someone were living there, it would have been cleaned promptly.

The Intercontinental Hotel finally got in touch with Jimmy, seeking information as a registered service provider, but he had no system access and had to decline. Justin also contacted him once, merely to catch up over the phone, with no extra side jobs available.

Mary and Jenna's relationship turned out to be just as Jimmy had suspected. Well, personal choices—although it seemed a waste for the two beauties, Jimmy wasn't too concerned.

Thankfully, there was a bit of good news. Thanks to the efforts of the agent and attorney, Jimmy had received the keys to his new apartment and had moved in. He also contacted Amy back in Plaskey County to help arrange for his Mercury Tracker to be shipped to New York.

Even though Jimmy wasn't short on money now, he still didn't want to discard his first car—perhaps out of sentimentality. The blue Mercury was still serving its purpose, becoming his perfect mode of transportation whenever he wasn't assigned a bureau vehicle.

The lawyers in Little Rock had also found a part-time lawyer in New York to help Jimmy handle the tax and financial affairs on this side, because the laws are different from state to state. Since he's settling down in New York, it's essential to have a local lawyer to assist with these matters. The Little Rock side would only deal with the company he left behind.

Jimmy finally received a call from Hughes and returned to the Manhattan office. He went straight to Hughes's office.

Hughes: "Jimmy, wait outside for a bit, there's still one person who hasn't arrived."

After a while, a middle-aged agent with graying hair walked into Hughes's office.

Hughes came to the office door to call Jimmy in, "Jimmy, this is Special Agent Chris Walker, you'll be following him from now on."

Jimmy reached out and shook hands with Chris Walker: "Nice to meet you, Jimmy Yang, just finished the probationary period."

Chris: "Chris Walker."

Hughes: "Alright, you guys can go now."

Chris led Jimmy out of Hughes's office to another office.

Chris: "Jimmy, find a seat wherever you like, it's just the two of us in this office."

Jimmy: "Okay, then this desk closest to me. Chris, what case are we handling?"

Chris: "Homicide unit, most of our cases are transferred from surrounding police stations. Settle down first and look through some documents, there's no need to go out on a case for now."

After saying that, Chris sat down behind his own desk and started turning on his computer to look at it.

Jimmy, bewildered, left the office to find Jones. The things he had previously left in the office were all stored with Jones.

Was Hughes about to retire, and his mind was no longer working properly?

Before, he was arranged to first work with Peter on white-collar crime cases, then with Ruiz on organized crime cases involving gangs, and then stroll around various departments until the probation period ended and then come to the homicide unit?

Wasn't this too frivolous? If he knew he was coming to the homicide unit, shouldn't there have been arrangements made in advance for him to get acquainted?

Jimmy moved a cardboard box back to the office, placed his belongings on the desk, and put the documents into the lower drawer.

Here he had his certificate of commendation from the USSS, the badge of honorary deputy of Plaskey County, photos from his time as a county police, and other items, all framed and ready to be placed directly on the desk.

Jimmy looked at the desk, turned on the computer, and said to Chris, "Chris, there's one more thing, I don't have a system account yet."

Chris: "It will be assigned, check your email later. By the way, take a look at this case first."

Chris took a file folder from his desk and handed it to Jimmy.

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