Jarvis who has seen through everything

"Dang Dang Dang Dang! The new FBI Special Armed Security Commissioner, Wade Wilson debuted!——"

There was a deathly silence, and then the sound of Morgan loading the gun rang out clearly.

"Hey hey, don't be so unfriendly." Deadpool put down his hand and said dissatisfiedly: "Shouldn't you welcome me? As your new colleague."

Morgan narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "I don't think our new colleague is a professional killer—"

"Oh! God, you..." Deadpool immediately twisted himself into a twist, he covered his cheeks, and said in an artificial voice, but was immediately interrupted by Jarvis.

"Shut up, Deadpool." Jarvis stood up, looked at the BAUs, and explained, "He is indeed our new colleague, Wade Wilson."

"Oh, yes, I remember they gave me a piece of paper." Deadpool patted his forehead, as if he suddenly remembered something, he pulled his belt, put his right hand into his crotch, and looked JJ and Al frowned on the opposite side.

Deadpool digs and digs, and finally takes out a ball of paper, stretches it out, it is still crumpled, and then stretches it out in front of the BAUs, "Take it, take it, who is the leader, come and confirm me identity of."

Hodge immediately felt the eyes of his team members. He frowned, stepped forward and took the piece of paper emitting an unknown smell, tried to smooth it out, and carefully distinguished the words on it.

Unfortunately, this job transfer order may be true.

Hodge handed the transfer order to Gordon, stepped forward, adjusted his emotions and stretched out his hand, "Aaron Hodge, BAU team supervisor."

Deadpool blinked, wiped his right hand on his thigh, then took Hodge's hand and shook it, "I am the omnipotent Deadpool, please call me Deadpool."

Hodge's forehead twitched, and he withdrew his hand, only to find that his hand was covered with blood.

Although he smelled blood the first time the other party entered the room, Hodge really didn't expect that there would be so much blood on Deadpool's body. He immediately raised his head and stared at him, his eyes were full of surprise, and his expression turned cold instantly.

"Eh?" Deadpool looked at Hodge's hand, then at his own, and explained: "This was an accident! I swear! I met an enemy on the way here, but don't worry, I'm fine. "

As he spoke, he patted his chest to express his health.

Al's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that the higher-ups would send them such a colleague, one!colleague? !

"Wade!" Jarvis yelled in a cold voice.

Deadpool paused, turned his head to look at him innocently, and blinked.

"Since you have joined the BAU, you will not be able to kill casually in the future." Jarvis frowned coldly, and warned sharply: "Since you have become an FBI from this moment on, your behavior will be constrained."

"What?" Deadpool opened his mouth wide, his face full of surprise, "No one told me this before I came!"

Gordon stood up under the signal of Hodge, "No matter what your previous occupation is, when you become an FBI agent, then you can only serve the country and the people, be loyal, brave and just. That's our purpose."

Deadpool's face suddenly became contorted, "Is it too late to say that I am a villain now?"

"It's too late, I can handle the resignation procedures for you immediately." Jarvis said immediately.

"No, NO, No, it's too late." Deadpool showed a complicated expression, unable to tell whether it was pleasure or pain, "I'm a mercenary with professional ethics, and I took your father's money, And I can't bear to throw away the remaining half of the money."

……

This is definitely a catastrophe for the BAUs.

It can be seen from the suspicious and frightened eyes of the local police when they look at them.

Wade smashed the glass of the hospital office, which needs compensation, and finally Jarvis simply bought the hospital.

Dr. Landman took out the bullet from the victim's body and handed it to Gordon. When Gordon was going to send the bullet to Garcia, he was snatched by Deadpool.

"223 caliber, it belongs to the deformed M-16 of the M-4 gun." Deadpool took out the bullet and looked at it, and said.

Gordon and the others looked at him.

Deadpool jumped up, "Hey! I'm a professional, okay?"

"Okay." Gordon nodded, and said, "Military equipment is all M-4. This type of gun is difficult to control, which means that he has received professional military training."

Deadpool blinked, "Is this difficult?"

"Shut up, Wade." Jarvis flipped through the files and said without looking up.

Deadpool shut his mouth obediently.

"He may have been a soldier, army, navy, or special forces." JJ said.

"Then he understands what he is doing. He controls the victim's damage within a certain range. He just wants us to show off how smart he is." Al frowned, "A smart and organized criminal."

JJ answered the phone and put it down. She frowned and said, "Another shooting."

……

"The second cross-jurisdictional crime." Hodge inspected the crime scene, "It's time for us to conduct a preliminary profile."

When the preliminary profile was announced, some local police were dissatisfied, because their profile results showed that the suspect is now or was a policeman, so he can know the shift time and time of the local police so clearly. Jurisdiction.

The preliminary profile defines the suspect as a 30-40-year-old male veteran who drives a large car, which is convenient for shooting but not too big to attract attention. It is similar to the Ring Road Killer. It may be a modified car that can hide Himself and the weapon, and the sound of shooting, the unknown suspect suffers from narcissism and paranoid personality disorder, he works like crazy, the weapon never leaves his body, he is completely self-centered, never sympathizes with others, never admits his mistakes, Blame his shortcomings on the people around him, no friends, frequent job hopping throughout his career, indulging in high-risk jobs, in order to prove himself to the world who underestimate him, and he deliberately commits crimes in different jurisdictions, familiar with shift time, familiar with law enforcement Department's internal working procedures. (This paragraph is excerpted from the original text)

"Maybe he's still driving a white car." A police officer mocked, "To me, your people are more like unknown suspects."

He was talking about Deadpool.

There was a bloody smell on his body that couldn't be washed off, he was wearing a hood, and his thinking was weird, which really aroused suspicion.

Deadpool was sitting on the table at this time, watching the show with his legs dangling, and suddenly he was stabbed for no reason, Deadpool was still a little dazed.

He smacked his lips, took out a gun from his waist with one hand and instantly loaded it and pointed it at the policeman. Before everyone could react, there was only a gunshot, and a small black hole appeared on the wall of the office.

Everyone looked at him.

"Deadpool!" Jarvis immediately stood up and shouted.

The gun in his hand twirled in the palm of his hand, and he put it in his pocket again. Deadpool smiled and said, "A little joke, to prove that I'm not that weak suspect."

The police officer who felt the bullets flying past his ears broke out in cold sweat.

"Enough." The police chief stood up with a cold face, "Come to my office and say."

……

Deadpool's behavior aroused public outrage, so he was called by Hodge to the office for separate education. Morgan said that Hodge might give Deadpool a simple psychological assessment. will be intimidated.

After all, Deadpool's psychology has never been normal.

Jarvis was assigned to sort out all the materials of this case, and they would arrange a crime scene simulation in the afternoon.

On the other side of the office, Reid was complaining to Gordon about not being equipped with a gun—after all, he failed the shooting test—the whole person looked sad.

Jarvis wondered if he should wait until this case is over to help Reid practice marksmanship or something.

Jarvis's brain calculates very quickly, and piles of materials can be sorted out in a few seconds, but the materials here are still stored in paper files for the time being, and Jarvis has to spend some time to sort them out.

Morgan quietly walked over.

"Why haven't I seen you and your little girlfriend on the phone in the past two days." He winked at Jarvis gossipingly.

Jarvis froze for a moment, and couldn't help laughing, "You misunderstood, Peter is just my friend, not a little girlfriend."

Morgan was taken aback, "Male?"

Jarvis nodded, and continued to organize the materials under his hands, "We are classmates and good friends."

"Ah, I'm sorry." Morgan scratched the back of his head with a slightly embarrassed expression, "It's true that I misunderstood."

Jarvis smiled and said he didn't mind, "It's okay."

"What did you misunderstand?" Deadpool suddenly jumped out of nowhere, put his hands on the shoulders of the two, and asked curiously: "What did you misunderstand."

"Don't embarrass me too much, man," Morgan said.

Although they did not have a good impression of each other when they met for the first time, Morgan was easy-going and reluctantly accepted this new colleague after a moment of awkwardness. Deadpool's personality was off-line and his thinking was weird. It was hard to tell what he was thinking at the next moment. What, anyway, he hardly holds any grudges, and still walks among the BAUs with a smile every day.

"Actually, I wanted to ask from the beginning." Morgan looked straight at Deadpool, and asked curiously, "Why are you wearing a red tights? Is it COS Spider-Man?"

"..." Deadpool exploded instantly: "It's me in his cosplay!—"