Chapter 92 BAU
Coming out of the police station and getting back into the Explorer patrol car, York glanced at the time on the police computer.

After all the hassle, it was already past eleven, approaching twelve o'clock.

Looking at Kino who was beginning to fasten his seat belt, Yorks could see that this guy's eyes were showing signs of fatigue. Specifically, his eyes, which had been bright before, were now a little numb and lifeless.

Obviously, these three consecutive police incidents have exhausted him.

York smiled, as if he thought that other people's pain was happiness: "What new ideas do you have about the night shift now?"

Kino knew what York meant, and he complained, "During the day, there were only one or two cases at most, but now the patrol time is not over yet, and we have already received three police reports.

I was wondering how Taribo managed to get through the twenty-four times that day.

Yorks simply replied: "He was vomited."

Then pick up the intercom:
"10-A-11, resume patrol."

"Roger that!"

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Patrolling is patrolling, should we say that Kino has good luck or bad luck? After this home robbery, the rest of the time was basically peaceful.

By 2:30 in the morning, their patrol mission was over. They only needed to rest for a while at the West Canyon Police Station before they could go off work.

On the first night with the new recruit, there was no police mission that could get York released, although I was lucky enough to get 0.5 available attribute points.

Half past four in the morning.

With regret and relief, York said goodbye to Kino, who looked tired, and continued to go to the shooting range to complete his daily shooting targets.

With his current physical condition, he has reached the point where he can stay up all day and all night without feeling tired.

Therefore, York will not miss any opportunity to shoot.

Six o'clock in the morning.

After leaving the shooting range, York returned home to have a simple breakfast and then continued to go to the gym he had set up for his daily exercise.

This might be the advantage of a big house. He connected the two large rooms and transformed them into a real gym.

All the fitness equipment you can name is available here.

If divided into categories, there are aerobic fitness equipment such as treadmills, strength training equipment such as dumbbells and barbells, functional training equipment such as TRX suspension training system, and some related auxiliary equipment.

It can be said that it has everything.

In fact, the most important thing is that he also hung some boxing bags and sandbags here, allowing him to perform common training such as boxing.

Yorks looked at the box full of equipment and walked in calmly. His skills were not given to him by the system, but he acquired them through hard work. It could be said that it was not an exaggeration to call him a hard worker during that period. Now it has become a habit.

Of course, this does not mean that the system has no effect. At least the system allows him to remove the talent option and realize the big bug that hard work will definitely be rewarded.

seven in the morning.

Yorks came out of the gym covered in sweat and headed towards the bathroom.

Nine in the morning.

After Yorks finished what needed to be done, he lay down on the comfortable big bed and closed his eyes.

This time, when he opened his eyes again, it was already past four in the afternoon.

I picked up my phone out of habit and took a look. Fortunately, nothing happened.

Only on a certain communication software did Tifa send him a few selfies. Of course, in addition to Tifa, there were also private messages from his younger sister Lillian and younger brother Fur.

Lillian's private message was simply to remind him how many days were left before her school started. The weird thing was that Lillian would remind him every day, fearing that he would forget.

Yorks shook his head and casually said, "I remember the time." Then he looked at the private message sent by Ful.

"Yorks, are you free tonight?"

Yorks raised his eyebrows slightly. Through this sentence, he roughly knew what was going on with Ful.

"I'm on night shift, so I don't have time."

After Yorks replied, he flipped over Ful's private chat interface and continued to look at the selfie Tifa sent him. The stylish suit suited her better than her previous doctor's uniform.

The lanyard on her chest showed that she was wearing a badge that symbolized her identity.

After looking at several pictures in a row, Yorks had more questions and curiosity in his mind. According to his previous thoughts, there was no connection between Tifa and Quantico, Virginia.

But no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't figure out what the psychologist Tifa was doing in Quantico, Virginia to study and exchange. After all, the two things were completely unrelated.

"When are you coming back?"

Instead of asking Tifa what she was doing there, Yorks typed the above sentence.

He thought it might take a while for Tifa to reply, but before he could get up and prepare to plan how to solve dinner tonight, Tifa replied.

She said she wasn't sure and had to wait until the analysis work at hand was completed.

"Hmm? Analytical work?"

Looking at the private chat interface on the mobile phone screen, Yorks inexplicably had some clues in his mind. He did a rough search on the Internet, and finally an organization related to psychology appeared in front of him.

One institutional sector stands out most prominently.

Behavioural Analysis Unit, FBI Behavioral Analysis Unit, referred to as BAU.

It is a department that targets complex cases and psychologically sensitive cases of suspects, based on investigations of suspects' behavior and based on experience and research on cases to verify its feasibility.

Simply put, it is a department that studies and analyzes the psychology of criminal suspects and conducts psychological profiling.

And that department happens to be in Quantico, Virginia.

"What has she been doing recently?" Looking at the information he found on the Internet, Yorks remained silent.

Although it is not necessarily the BAU department, this department is somewhat related to Tifa's work and the work he will do in the future.

After all, he still has to be promoted to the detective bureau and investigate various cases.

What's more important is that Tifa is really capable. She not only studies the psychology of patients, but also the psychology of suspects, that is, criminal psychology. His previous analysis of the serial murder case in the apartment was actually influenced by Tifa, and he had a different perspective and analysis.

"Okay, let me know when you come back and I'll pick you up at the airport."

York smiled in silence. After typing, he threw away his phone, got up and went to the bathroom.

By the time he finished brushing his teeth, washing his face, and taking a shower, almost half an hour had passed when he came out.

"What do you want to eat tonight? Scrambled eggs with tomatoes? Or stir-fried pork with green peppers?"

Yorks still hadn't decided what to eat when he came out of the house, went to the garage and got into the driver's seat of the F150 Raptor.

The hardest part of cooking for yourself is the first step: what to eat? And he has no idea yet.

"Let's go to the supermarket first." Yorks pushed the lever and stepped on the accelerator, driving towards the exit where the curtain door had automatically risen.

(End of this chapter)