Chapter 193 Transforming Rhett (Part 1)
Jack sighed helplessly, balled up the last piece of manuscript paper, and threw it into the trash can.
“I know you hate sports, but no one should hate this.”
As he spoke, he walked to the lawn in the middle of the outdoor track and performed a set of Baji neatly. The boxing routine was as fast as lightning and powerful. When he finally pulled back, a circle of students had gathered around him to watch the fun.
There is no plot to laugh at kung fu and then be slapped in the face. If it were, Jack would not be able to use martial arts routines to fight back. Only fighting skills such as Sanda and Krav Maga can defeat the enemy with one move. It's the choice of a sane person.
But the martial arts routines were really cool. Rhett was so excited that he clenched his fists on his chest and his eyes shone.
“Are you willing to teach me kung fu?”
Jack secretly sighed and thanked Bruce Lee. A guy like Red who has both 'NERD' and 'GEEK' attributes will definitely have a better childhood. It's the one being bullied. Those Kung Fu movies are probably one of the most used materials in these children's fantasies.
“A year and a half ago, I weighed only 3 pounds more than you. I had to carry $5 in change every time I went out, otherwise I would be targeted by street kids, you know.”
Jack stared at Red's eyes and found that this guy habitually squinted from time to time, but he was actually myopic and didn't like wearing glasses.
Destroy it, he could already foresee what kind of disaster this guy's subsequent shooting, combat training, and even CQB training would be. Sure enough, the task assigned by Rossi was not that simple.
"You know what you are going to face when you join Rosie's group, right?"
Jack's sudden question made Red confused, and he nodded subconsciously.
"Do you think you can deal with an ordinary-sized criminal on your own?"
Red quickly shook his head again.
"Follow me, I changed my mind."
Jack took Red to find Rosie again.
"What did you say? Cancel the special admission for Rhett?" Rosie looked at Jack and Rhett, who was a little at a loss next to him, in surprise.
“You are worried about him becoming a ‘weak link’, but I am worried about him becoming a ‘fatal link’.”
“Originally, I just wanted to seduce him a little and use him. If you yearn for kung fu, you can meet your requirements with proper supervision and exercise and improve your physical fitness. ”
"But please look at this cute baby face, this pair of eyes that are at least three to four hundred degrees myopic. When he needs to shoot at the suspect who is taking the hostages, won't you be a little worried? You don't even have suggestions. Did he just have a simple myopia surgery?”
“This made me realize that you don’t see him as an FBI agent who wants to face criminals head-on, but just as a genius psychological profiler. "
Listening to Jack's long list of words with an excited tone, Rosie fell into deep thought, while Red argued weakly.
"But I stayed in the BAU with Gideon for nearly a year."
Immediately, he was stared at by a cold gaze, and he took half a step back in fright.
Jack looked away and sighed.
"You are a genius, Dr. Reid. I remember your first doctorate was in mathematics. The casualty data of FBI detectives is not difficult to check, so please tell me, would you rather believe in luck than in Not a probability?"
Red was speechless, and Rossi also sighed, "It was my negligence. His overly excellent resume made me ignore the most important shortcomings."
"Please tell me, if there is a way to remedy it, what should we do, and how confident are you that Dr. Red can successfully leave this academy as an ordinary FBI agent." Jack looked at Red again, "It depends on how much Dr. Reed wants to be an FBI agent. For someone who can get three PhDs and two bachelor's degrees before the age of 21, I don't think it's that difficult."< br>
"Cancel the special admission, but make some small adjustments to the order of the tests. I will make a step-by-step plan based on my past experience, but it all depends on whether Dr. Reid is willing to cooperate."
Finally the pressure came to Red's side. Feeling the eyes from the two people, he looked less confident.
“I don’t know, can I really do it? This is not my area of expertise at all.”
“I can guarantee that it’s not as difficult as you think.”
Jack reached out and held his shoulders firmly, exerting a slight force, as if he wanted to cheer him up in this way.
"Of course, this requires you to actively force yourself to do the most annoying thing, exercise, and exercise unremittingly. You will be very, very tired, which requires great perseverance."
Reed seemed to feel at this moment At Jack's sincerity, he nodded vigorously.
“I’m willing to give it a try, I don’t want to disappoint Gideon, he said I would make a good FBI agent, but you really can. You have no idea how bad my marksmanship is. "
"You can do it, believe me." Jack let go and patted his shoulder.
“When your hands are completely under the command of your brain, hitting the target is just a simple ballistic calculation, Dr. Reed, of course, provided you wear suitable contact lenses.”
So at Jack's suggestion, Red's shooting, fighting and physical fitness tests were postponed to the last week.
Then all his time outside of normal training sessions was given to Jack.
Finally, the college also allocated a corner of the central kitchen to him and provided the corresponding ingredients according to his requirements.
So, on the fifth day after Rhett came to the FBI Academy, every morning, other students who were doing physical exercise saw two guys doing aerobics in the corner of the track.
“One two three four, two two three four, three two three four, four two three four.”
Jack shouted the beat and led Red through the eighth set of radio gymnastics, correcting his deformed movements from time to time.
Ignorant old Americans regard broadcast gymnastics as aerobics, but with a little body as delicate as Lin Daiyu's, Rhett can complete a set of broadcast gymnastics with as standard movements as possible, which is enough for him. He was sweating profusely.
Perhaps some students had some complaints about the academy's obvious favoritism, thinking it was unfair, but these noises quickly disappeared.
Because in all the subsequent training involving academic courses, Red's amazing memory and reading speed of 20,000 words per minute made it beyond the reach of Jack, who had the ability to memorize images, even if he cheated. .
With his extensive knowledge base, the vast majority of academic course teachers believe that Dr. Reid should be the one teaching on the podium instead of themselves.
This made Jack fully understand why Rossi would specifically admit Red. It would be a pity not to throw such an extremely smart brain into the BAU, which uses behavioral analysis and psychological profiling as its main methods of solving crimes.
Now that he is here and can help make up for the shortest piece of the barrel, why not do it.
Anyway, if you are going to be locked up in the academy and stay bored for 5 months, why not find something interesting to do, such as making some small modifications to the protagonist of an American TV series to suit his wishes, you can do it in advance Eliminate many problems.
From 3,000 words to 2,000 words, it’s almost in line with my own wishes. I’m sorry for being so late today. I didn’t expect that I would change it so many times.
(End of this chapter)