Jimmy got out of the car, stretched out his arms, and hugged the man: "Instructor Cole, long time no see."

Cole: "Jimmy, long time no see. I never expected that the next time we met, you would be a star."

Jimmy patted him with a laugh: "It's just good luck, I almost couldn't land. Where are the other instructors?"

Cole: "Several have already come back, but we won't meet them today. Come on, I'll take you to the dormitory."

Jimmy opened the trunk to get his luggage; someone else drove the car to the parking lot while he followed Cole to the dormitory: "Oh, it's still this room."

Cole: "Of course, if you become a bit more famous, I'll put your name on this dorm."

Jimmy: "Wow, are you sure?"

Cole: "Of course, we already have Perry Dormitory, so having a Jimmy Dormitory would be a nice pairing."

Jimmy: "Okay, I'll remember that, prepare a nameplate for me in advance. I'm staying here today."

Cole: "Rest up. Deputy Director Thorne will also be here tomorrow, so be on your game, don't mess it up."

Jimmy's face soured: "Why is Thorne coming? Isn't he always in DC?"

Cole shrugged: "Just pretend he's not here, I know you two don't get along. But this is a big deal; if he didn't come, someone else would."

Jimmy nodded: "See you tomorrow."

Deputy Director Thorne, the main reason Jimmy's case study grades were dismal; the guy's test questions were all old cases, with vague circumstances. All of Jimmy's other grades were basically A+, but the case study dragged him down. If the other students hadn't performed so poorly, Jimmy might not have managed the title of 'Outstanding Student.'

It's not that he harbored any personal hatred; the man was just an old antique, aged, and Jimmy simply couldn't bring himself to like him.

He was still quite familiar with the academy; it wasn't as if he would starve, but you couldn't wander around at night, so he could only go to bed early in his dorm.

The next day, all items near the front podium of a tiered classroom were cleared out, and a temporary framework was erected to simulate the space of a first-class airplane bathroom and the cockpit—of course, the size of the framework matched that of an actual plane.

Jimmy's main purpose in coming was to provide rational explanations for all his judgments in the case, to help clarify the issues faced at each stage when used as case studies at the academy.

Jimmy stood at the classroom door, waiting for others to arrive. Those who came were familiar faces; staff turnover wasn't high at the academy. Most had returned from field positions for various reasons, and the rest were seasoned theorists, akin to regular college professors who could stay a long time unless special circumstances arose.

After greeting each person, once everyone was seated, Jimmy stood by the door as Deputy Director Thorne approached the podium.

Thorne: "Ladies and gentlemen, two weeks ago, a potential 9/11 disaster was narrowly averted, thankfully. By the grace of God, one of our own was on that plane. He successfully prevented the tragedy. Let's welcome our hero, star, and brother—Jimmy Yang."

About a dozen people applauded, their clapping no less enthusiastic than the applause at headquarters two days prior. It was truly uplifting, especially since their own, a student who had just graduated last year, had done the work; nearly everyone here had taught Jimmy.

Jimmy waved and walked to the podium as Thorne stepped aside: "Thank you, everyone. I'm just an apprentice still learning a lot, and I appreciate your guidance."

After a few brief words, Jimmy began to go over the incident on the flight, a case he was now all too familiar with. The other instructors had copies of the case report in hand while Jimmy mainly addressed their detailed questions about the process of the case.

What they were most concerned about was how, exactly, Jimmy had identified the two Federation agents—the accuracy was impressive: an armed Border Patrol agent from CBP and a Court Police officer, and in the end, indeed, they were the only three Federation police on board.

Jimmy obviously couldn't divulge his methods; he relied on his observations to speak for him. The key was their posture, from a habit of wearing gun holsters on the right side of the belt, which naturally differed from other people's posture. Their clothing's silhouette was also distinct. Another hint was their behavior: ordinary people relax when they sit on a plane, while these agents surveyed the surroundings after sitting down.

Jimmy also highlighted a scenario, pointing out that he was boarding the plane with his girlfriend. Due to his status, he was the only one allowed to carry a gun, so he educated his girlfriend on the regulations about carrying guns on planes, which led her to speculate if there was an air marshal on board as a game. As it turned out, given certain hints, an ordinary policeman could spot an armed agent as well.

This point could serve as a reference for others during training.

Of course, Jimmy's assessment on how the cabin could connect to the cockpit became a critical point of their discussion. All present, including Jimmy, had never considered this issue before. Jimmy had determined the weakest point just by relying on his abilities. For others, making such an assessment on the spot was not easy, so they decided to add a preliminary introduction to common transportation structures in future courses.

Jimmy had created a big challenge for future students since not all aircraft are the same, and with this incident, airlines would surely ask manufacturers to fix this vulnerability. It might not be usable in the future.

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