Lastly, regarding Jimmy's firearms skill, it seemed that this was not a matter of much curiosity. With an A+ in firearms assessment during his academy days, Jimmy had set a standard that intimidated a horde of cadets who aspired to achieve his level of precision in shooting small holes and timing control—it was no easy feat. The FBI Academy was not a place for cultivating super agents, rather it fostered federal investigators and federal police officers.

This discussion was completely different from the meetings at the FBI headquarters; the instructors would interrupt Jimmy at any time to deliberate over any controversial detail, to pin down a plan, and then to find an even better plan, examining how these plans could be implemented in their teachings. This approach deeply engaged Jimmy. He had handled many cases, but this was the only time when he completely deconstructed a case, not missing any detail, which also led Jimmy to realize that he had overlooked some practical circumstances.

To be fair, although these instructors might not have matched Jimmy in actual combat, when it came to experience and analyzing teaching cases, they were truly skilled.

For Jimmy, it was as if he was learning a lesson anew—an analysis class in which a dozen senior instructors dissected cases face to face, benefiting him greatly to the point where he even considered coming back to take more classes. But the reality was, he couldn't return. Once he did, it was very likely that he couldn't go back to being a field agent.

At the end of the discussion, when no one had any further questions, the successful conclusion of this presentation was declared. Glancing at the time and before lunch, the instructor asked Jimmy to give a showcase demonstration, the perfect firearms performance that he had delivered back when he was a cadet.

Having demonstrated many times in front of firearms instructors, Jimmy had nothing special left to reserve. He nodded and, with the exception of a few who weren't interested in shooting, the rest followed him to the shooting range.

Now, Jimmy was even stronger mentally and quicker in his reactions, often feeling that his body couldn't keep up with the changes in his thoughts. This meant that when warming up at the range, his accuracy, and speed far surpassed that from when he had just graduated.

The instructors on the side were astonished. They had already been impressed by Jimmy's capabilities back in the day, but now, in his late twenties, how was it possible that he was still improving? Wasn't the age from 18 to 22 supposed to be when young people improved the most rapidly?

The academy's shooting range was fully equipped with fixed targets, head targets, torso targets, obstacles, indoor assault environments; very comprehensive. Jimmy was also using the academy's guns and ammunition generously, often shooting fully automatic or emptying magazines. After this round, the instructors were nearly going crazy.

It proved that even after the age of 25, it was still possible to make significant improvements within a year; their previous experiences seemed to have been somewhat flawed.

During the lunch gathering, the crowd ribbed Jimmy, suggesting that with his scores, it would be difficult for future cadets to surpass him, and for a considerable period, he would be the insurmountable mountain looming over them.

With the remaining time, Jimmy played for another day at the academy, then drove off in the Suburban from the Quantico Academy back to New York. Yes, he had filed a report in advance, so he could drive the car directly back, though it could not become his assigned vehicle.

It worked out perfectly. From Quantico, Virginia to Washington D.C., then heading northeast to Philadelphia in Pennsylvania, the gunsmith provided by Winston was in the suburban area of Philadelphia, conveniently on the way. Finishing there would also perfectly take him through New Jersey to New York.

Jimmy got into the car, packed with luggage, and smoothly hit the road, arriving in Philadelphia without trouble. In the northeastern suburbs, there was a large two-story building, the Morgan Home.

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