Jarvis who has seen through everything

"Philip Dould, a native of Arlington, joined the Assault Special Forces at the age of 18, was fired six years later in '95 for misbehavior because he lied to cover it up, and then served as an Arlington police officer. However, when the police found out the truth, he was expelled, and then he got a nursing qualification certificate and was transferred to various hospitals.” (From the original work)

Philip Dould is the culprit in this case. All his plans are perfect. At least in this crime simulation scene, his dangerous crimes are also planned. He intends to shoot his head Scott McCarty, showing his excellent ability to the police, and venting his dissatisfaction with the police's incompetence, dissatisfied that they regarded McCarty as the real murderer, and put everything he did on another person body.

But no matter how perfect the plan is, there are accidents, and this accident is that there is an extra Deadpool on the scene.

So now, the man lying in the intensive care unit is him, Philip Dolder.

As a professional, Deadpool still has a sense of proportion. If two bullets go down, Dolder's life will not be in danger, but his two arms must be crippled.

"We heard gunshots, did he really miss you?" Rhett couldn't help asking, "The suspect is a sharpshooter, I don't think he fired so many shots and missed all of them, of course, I don't mean anything else, I just think, if you are injured, you should go to the doctor to have a look..."

"...you call that a sharpshooter?!" Deadpool dared not answer.

"Um... yes?" Rhett said.

"Oh..." Deadpool showed a subtle expression—but no one could see it under the mask—and decided: "After he wakes up in a while, I'm going to show him what a real sharpshooter is, it's too shameful." gone."

Rhett felt embarrassed to death.

……

"What?" Al looked at Morgan in surprise, "That's a boy?"

Morgan nodded with a subtle expression, "Yes."

"Oh..." Al said, "This is really good news."

The corner of Morgan's mouth twitched, "With all due respect, I guess Ella didn't know you asked about this."

"She really doesn't know, but I'm doing it for her own good. After all, the person she likes is not an ordinary person." Al said frankly.

"I haven't met your sister, but to be honest, when I heard that your sister has a reserved personality, I think she and Jarvis might not be suitable." Morgan said: "Although this is a bit unbelievable, But I'm afraid that Jarvis is really 'conservative' in this regard. When Ella can't take the initiative to attack, I'm afraid their possibility is zero."

"Do you need me to thank you for your bluntness?" Al twitched the corner of his mouth.

"I don't mind." Morgan grinned.

Al rolled his eyes, "When you have a younger sister who searches for information about her crush on the Internet every day but dare not confess, then come and persuade me, what can I do? I am also very desperate!"

Morgan was silent for a while, "...Is it okay to have a cousin like this?"

"..." Al was silent for a while, with a strange expression, "It's also...Jarvis?"

Morgan nodded sadly.

"This is really..." Al showed a motherly smile, "It's delightful."

"No wonder you always talk to Jarvis, and you always tell me that Ella and Jarvis are not suitable. I thought I was the only parent who had a broken heart."

"Forgive me." Morgan rested his forehead, "If I hadn't been forced to help, how could I worry about such things."

Al raised an eyebrow in interest.

"...my aunt found me as soon as she saw the news about Jarvis joining the BAU in the newspaper, and asked me to do this for my cousin." Morgan let out a painful cry, "I I really regret taking that call!"

Al suppressed a laugh, "Let me think about it, is your cousin the one in England?"

Morgan nodded, "Yes, his name is Chris."

……

Dould's interrogation went smoothly. After all, all the evidence was in front of him. Even if he hired a lawyer, he could not defend himself. The case came to an end soon.

The BAUs flew back to Quantico on a special plane, but the difference was that they had a new colleague.

In the plane, Hodge was trying to persuade Deadpool to change out of the red tights and change into a more normal outfit, for the sake of the FBI's image.

Then Deadpool turned him down without thinking.

"I'm thinking of you for your sake!" Deadpool yelled solemnly, "And my tenure here is very short, it will end soon, there is absolutely no need for this."

The people around immediately looked at him in surprise, and Jarvis couldn't help but asked, "I thought you'd stay at least as long as I did."

"That's not necessary." Deadpool waved his hand, "I just need to complete my mission, and I will leave the FBI before tomorrow night."

"What else do you have to do?"

Deadpool grinned, "My mission is to bring you back to New York by next Monday."

"..." Jarvis said with a headache: "My internship will end until next week, so give it up."

"No." Deadpool resolutely refused, "I took the deposit!"

"Whose deposit did you take?" Morgan asked.

Deadpool grinned, "His father, Tony Stark."

All the BAUs: Oh...that son-in-law.

Jarvis: "I'll pay double."

Deadpool laughed and trembled, "He said that if you pay twice, he will pay three times, and if you pay four times, he will pay five times."

Jarvis twitched his forehead, "...then I'll make a video."

Deadpool's attitude suddenly changed. He turned around and looked at Jarvis with a serious face. "Detailed information."

"Duration 15 minutes and 24 seconds, protagonist Dr. Banner."

"Deal!" Deadpool immediately stood up and twisted his crotch, "I agree!"

Morgan leaned over, "Dr. Banner?"

"One is a nuclear physicist who has made outstanding contributions in physics. He was a visiting professor at S University for a period of time." Jarvis explained without changing his expression.

Morgan snorted.

I really can't see that Deadpool is still an intellectual who loves physics, and he would give up his reward for a teaching video.

Deadpool: No, I'm the one who can tell by looks.

"Hey! What's that?" Suddenly, JJ exclaimed, and everyone looked in the direction of her finger.

Outside the cabin, outside the window, an owl was flying at a speed parallel to the plane, occasionally pecking at the plane window twice.

"...This is impossible!" Reid was shocked: "The owl's flying speed cannot be so fast!"

Gordon narrowed his eyes, looking a little interested, "The last time I saw an owl was because of a murder in the zoo."

Jarvis blinked.

JJ sat by the window and looked at the owl outside the window, "Look, it's holding a letter on its feet."

Morgan's face was shocked, "Someone used an owl to deliver letters these days?!"

"The point is whether this owl is unusual or not." Al said.

Deadpool was eager to try, "Let me go outside and catch it in."

Hodge hurriedly pulled him back, "No, the door cannot be opened when the plane is flying at high speed."

The dead waiter said indifferently: "The dead waiter doesn't know how many times he has jumped the plane, what is this level, the dead waiter has nothing to fear!"

Jarvis rubbed his temples, "Sit down, Wade."

Deadpool hesitated for a moment, then decided to compromise for the sake of the photos and videos that he hadn't got, and sat down.

"This posture, it doesn't plan to join us, does it?" Morgan said incredulously: "Is it going to send a letter to one of us?"

Jarvis raised his head silently, "Yes, give it to me."

"Someone really uses owls to deliver letters these days?!" Morgan exclaimed.

"A little habit that an old gentleman from England can't break," said Jarvis.

Al had a teasing expression on his face, "Ah... England."

Morgan coughed in embarrassment and fell silent.

Jarvis looked at the two suspiciously, Morgan's eyes dodged, and Al smiled without saying a word.

……

After getting off the plane, the owl flew straight to Jarvis, threw the envelope it was holding into Jarvis's arms, and then stood on Jarvis's shoulder, blinking tiredly.

Jarvis stroked its feathers and comforted him, "I'll find you some bread later."

Deadpool came over curiously, stretched out his hand to touch it, and was pecked by the owl vigilantly.

Jarvis shook his head amusedly, and walked towards the FBI headquarters building with the large army.

Deadpool followed behind aggrieved.

……

The letter was sent by Professor Dumbledore, and there was a golden and simple key inside.

Jarvis found a small piece of bread and a small glass of milk to put on the table for the messenger owl, exhausted from the long flight from England to America.

Jarvis sat at his desk in the BAU office and unfolded the parchment. Deadpool wanted to come over to take a peek, but Jarvis drove him aside.

Dear Jarvis:

I can't wait to share the good news with you, we are victorious, Voldemort is gone forever.

This war came much earlier than I expected, because Voldemort's Horcruxes were wiped out one by one by us, making him unable to think normally, anger driving him crazy, and making him lose his mind.

Casualties were also much less than I expected, at least none of my students died because of the war, even if they were wounded more or less.

I have to thank you for all this, because without your information, I think maybe we will win, but certainly not so smoothly.

Therefore, I hereby sincerely invite you to come to Hogwarts to attend the celebration party at two o'clock in the afternoon on the first day of next month as a distinguished guest.

PS: The accompanying key is a timed door key. It will bring you to Hogwarts on time at [-] o'clock in the afternoon on the first day of the next month, waiting for your visit.

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.