[Variety Drama] Serious Nonsense

"Your background is clean, but I don't think a young woman who is always changing jobs can take on the responsibility of defending this territory for a long time." Sitting opposite Flora was the FBI interviewer, his crimson The tie was as stimulating as his words.

Flora did not expect her application to be passed, and she successfully entered the written test and interview stage.She was terrified of Aunt Miley next door complaining about her cat in front of investigators.But after sitting here, she realized that those in front were nothing at all.

She propped her chin with one hand, held the other hand empty, tapped the table with her index finger somewhat awkwardly, thought for a while and said calmly: "Those jobs are not suitable for me. To belong here, to this profession which, in its own right, can save its homeland from the encroachment of others."

The interviewer's stern formal suit set off his facial expression that could not be seen in anger.Flora wondered if her answer was close to that of a patriotic citizen with a sense of responsibility and mission.

"Then, is your choice of this career related to the murder of your parents when you were young?" The interviewer did not hesitate.The information book in front of him contains most of the details of Flora's life, even down to the year when she caught a cold and spent three days in the hospital.

Most of the emphasis is because only Flora, who is an "ap", knows which piece is missing.

Flora expected that this question would be brought up, and she never humbled herself to hide this background, even though she often woke up crying from the vivid dream.

"A little bit, I don't want to see more children like me, I hope I can use my ability to find them before those evil people hurt those kind people."

The interviewer was still expressionless, and his tone was unwavering: "Miss Lopez, your first ambition is the technical team. Technical talents are competing to stand out in this innovative field, so why do you think you can be better than them? "

"Sir, I never said I was better than them." When her last name was mentioned, Flora knew that the interviewer had a slight interest in her.She corrected unhurriedly: "But what your technicians can do, I can do it after a short period of adaptation."

She finally understood why that fbi doctor was able to talk nonsense in a serious manner, because this is a compulsory course for entering the fbi.

"Then what's the point of me hiring you?" The interviewer closed her profile and finally met her eyes, "Is it because your ability is recognized by people I know, and he will strongly recommend it to me? Or are you confident enough? Are you so confident that you can convince me with your words? Or are you simply not prepared enough to see this profession clearly?"

Flora was speechless after three "no" answers.Those who can enter the fbi must have served as members of the debate team at school before, right?

"I think I can prove to you..." After she finished speaking, she felt a little regretful. What proof?

"Then, prove it. Ermian in three days hopes that you can present this certificate." The interviewer put her information aside and picked up another one, "Next one!"

Walking out of the fbi administration building, Flora turned on her phone, and posted another post on the hacker forum: [Help: How to prove my computer skills to applicants. ]

A few minutes later, it became a hot post again.

2l-[xdd: The apple pie queen is posting again!Finally got the sofa! ]

3l-[heheda: God, are you afraid that you will not be able to prove your skills?Report your name to scare those people into tears. ]

4l-[=o=: God will have units to make things difficult for you?Please don't be funny. ]

5l-[: Naughty ap, do you need your loyal black queen to help you hack the recruiting unit system to show your ability? ]

6l-[＿(:3」∠)＿: There must be a black queen where the apple pie queen is located, full of jq! ]

7l-[apfollower: Apple pie my wife, I want to give birth to monkeys for you! 33333]

Flora said "hehe" twice, and decided not to post on this website again.

Searching through her central memory, she remembered that there wasn't anyone with experience to offer.After searching in the bag for a while, she found the crumpled little note with rreid (Dr. Spencer Reid) and a string of mobile phone numbers written on it.

She cleared her throat extra before calling.

When she heard the voice on the other end of the phone, Flora took a deep breath. Shouldn't this be considered cheating by someone inside?

"Hi, this is Dr. Spencer Read."

"Hello, Dr. Rhett, I'm Lopez. I want to ask you, wise doctor, something."

The other end of the phone obviously didn't expect it, and after a few seconds of stunned, the subtle noise on the other end became much quieter, obviously changing to a quiet place on purpose.

"Hi! Lopez, um... I didn't expect it to be you, what's the trouble?"

"Uh, how did you know I was in trouble?"

"Generally speaking, emphasizing someone's title and adding an adjective, and calling before lunch, must be something important."

Well...she shouldn't have asked.

"Well, I'm having a... little problem applying to be an fbi."

There was another silence on the other side, only the sound of steady breathing could be heard, and after a while, Reid answered the irrelevant question: "Are you downstairs?"

Can geographic profiling be done across the screen?

******

"So the FBI interviewer expects you to prove that you have the ability to join the technology team?" In the restaurant near the FBI building, Reid rolled up a long strip of pasta with a fork, and concluded.

After Rhett met her, he suggested that it was lunch time, and they had lunch together, and he treated her guests as compensation for the half-finished afternoon tea last time.

"That's right, but I don't know how to prove it at all... Do you want me to hack the FBI's internal server in front of the interviewer?" Flora looked at Reid with a little ketchup on the corner of her mouth, and sighed helplessly. .

—He does have a sweet tooth.

"You can't do this!" Reid hurriedly swallowed a mouthful of pasta, drank a sip of water, and frowned at Flora, "You are infringing on the country's network security, especially the internal information of the FBI. Or just a game-like intrusion will be anti-tracked and sent to prison."

Flora stared at him sadly, continued to stare, still stared...

Rhett was stared at until the tips of his ears turned red, so he mumbled and asked, "You were joking just now, weren't you?"

Can she say no...

"If it is allowed, you can provide the interviewer with some certificates of technical certification. Although the certificates are not very useful in the fbi's employment conditions that emphasize practice, they can still help you get some impression points. Maybe you can also use other means, but Be sure, remember, you must not violate the constitution." Reid narrated at his extremely fast speed.

"So Rhett, how did you do it in the first place?"

"I have three doctorates and two master's degrees. These majors all help me become a qualified profiler, especially psychology and sociology. I have a high IQ and a strong ability to study books, 22 per minute A word can help the team investigate a document that may be related to the murderer in a short period of time... I was also admitted to the FBI Academy, and they made me an intern at the age of [-]."

Rhett, do you memorize your abilities every night before going to bed =. =

Flora found out that this doesn't apply to her at all, because she doesn't have three doctorates and is proficient in psychology and sociology. The key is that her IQ has not reached that level, and it is impossible to spend time to be admitted to the FBI Academy...

If Xueba and Xueba are out of reach, then the fighter jet among Xueba and the tractor among Xueba are that you can’t even see where the other is. There was a vibrating sound of the mobile phone, Reid took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and Flora found that it was a Nokia n70.

Good choice, durable, first choice for self-defense, that is, 2G network speed and her hand speed will be repulsed.

"Sorry Lopez, I have to leave." Reid hurriedly wiped the corners of his mouth, and added in a low voice, "I wanted to tell you about the birth of the first spaghetti."

"Wait a moment……"

"I'm afraid I can't. I have to rush back to the group before the next victim appears." Rhett interrupted quickly.

"But, Rhett, you..."

"Well...if..." Rhett interrupted her again, the blush on the tips of his ears didn't dissipate, "I would be very happy if you could join the fbi. Lopez." The light coffee-colored leather bag left without looking back.

yes!Great, he said it.Rhett praised his bravery of up to 187 as he rushed back.

But Rhett, why didn't you pay for the treat you said! ! !