[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

Isaac called Edward mainly to get some work advice, but unexpectedly, the call was picked up by Ann, who was immediately caught off guard by a heavy news.

Deputy Director--

Since Edward works for the FBI, Isaac can only boldly assume that this deputy director is the deputy director of the FBI.

This position is really a high position for Isaac, who is not even a supervisor who considers himself a small shrimp.

"When did it happen?" Isaac's voice was a little excited. "My God, it's such a big deal!"

"You don't know?" Ann asked back in surprise, and quickly put the matter behind her, and began to share the news she knew, "The transfer order has been issued, Edward is lucky this time, just happened to be the former deputy The director retired, and his qualifications and work experience are sufficient, so he sat in that position smoothly. Moreover, he told me that if nothing happens, he will also retire in that position, because he thinks he can still do it At least 20 years, it will not be so cost-effective to rent a house in Washington. We plan to buy a house, preferably closer to your home, so that it is convenient for family dinners on weekends.”

"That's a good idea." Isaac suppressed the doubts in his heart, "Daisy will be very happy when she hears the news. You know, we have no other relatives in Washington."

"I think so too!" Ann was encouraged, "I regret it now. When Daisy got married, there were still many unsold houses in your community. Paying the down payment for three adjacent houses, unfortunately, Lily and I didn't appreciate it back then, ahhh, it's so hard to find a house with a good location and neighbors now."

"You can ask Daisy, she has always been well-informed, maybe someone wants to sell the house." Issac suggested that there is no community whose population is always static, and some people who live in that community move, buy There are bigger and better houses, and there are also those who have to sell their houses. As long as you search hard, you will not fail. "As long as you don't mind buying a second-hand house."

"Of course I don't mind," Ann said. "I've always rented a house and who knows how many tenants there were before me."

"So, are you really going to switch jobs back this time?" Isaac asked.I don’t know if it’s hereditary, but the three older daughters of the Anfield family all have the potential to be workaholics. The eldest, Lily, was a war correspondent and was not transferred back to the New York headquarters until a few years ago; not to mention the second, Daisy, to be precise, She didn't seem to know how to write the word rest since she was a child. Even though she left her job and took Isaac to live in Italy for two years, she was able to master the language while applying for new courses in the local university; and Ann, as A well-known botanist, everything about her is obviously paid for by hard work.Even if she said before that she would no longer run wild after marriage, it is clear that sometimes her love for nature is not so easy to restrain.

"I'm sincere every time, it's just that too many force majeure happened." Ann looked at the man who came out of the study with some guilt, "Ed, it's Isaac's call."

Edward took the phone from his wife, not surprised by it.If it's someone else's phone, Ann will call herself directly, but if the name displayed on it belongs to a family member, she will be happy to chat for a while first.

"Good evening, Isaac," Edward said.

"Good evening, Edward." Isaac sat up straight subconsciously, "I have to say congratulations first, that's really good news, isn't it?"

Edward looked at his wife helplessly, "I originally planned to inform everyone when I officially took office. But thank you."

"It's never too late for good news, but it would be nice to know sooner," Issac said. "However, I'm calling this time to ask you for some advice."

"Say it, if I can help."

Isaac recounted what happened in Newman's office during the day, and suddenly remembered the news he just heard, "These two transfer orders have nothing to do with you?"

"Of course not, are you doubting your ability?" Edward asked back.

"Of course I didn't. But, how should I put it, it's a bit weird." Isaac scratched his cheek, "It's like a guy is planning to have a good life with a girl, and suddenly two beauties appear to pursue him... ...Could it be because of true love?"

"It sounds more like that person suddenly inherited a large inheritance." Edward laughed, "But I'm sure, I didn't give you that inheritance."

"Great, Newman asked me to talk to you, I thought I'd get an answer," Isaac said.

"Newman?" Edward froze for a moment, "I remember he went to the academy, how could he have anything to do with DIA?"

"Because I left DIA a long time ago," Issac said, "I think the position of lecturer in the academy is sacrosanct."

"Lecturer?" Edward's voice became louder uncontrollably, "You went from field work to internal work, and finally retired directly to the second line?"

"If you have to say that, it's not wrong." Isaac held the phone away from his ear, not understanding why Edward made such a fuss.

"I think I know the reason." Edward's speech speed became faster, "As long as it is any far-sighted person, it is impossible to allow a profiler to retire in the academy!"

"Retirement? This sounds a bit weird." Issac is noncommittal, "I think every position has a necessity."

"But you can't deny that some job identities are naturally scarce. That's right, I'm talking about profilers. Do you know how much manpower and material resources are needed to train a qualified profiler? You know the existence of profilers now. Is it more and more accepted, even in short supply? If you are 50, no, 60, then you want to go to college to teach, ok, no problem, but you are not yet 30, let you stay there It's a waste of resources!" Edward said sincerely, "And the waste of resources is a crime!"

"Hey, honey, don't be so excited." Ann patted Edward's chest.

Edward returned a not-so-charming smile.

Ann doesn't know anything, she just thinks that her promotion is due to her seniority, but in fact, there are many people with more seniority than him in the bureau, he can't be regarded as the best one, but this position still falls to him It is not luck that counts on his head, but his grades.Although it hasn't been in the news recently, he is responsible for the CIA corruption case that has been discussed a lot internally. The dormancy in the early stage and the fatal blow at the critical moment have all been completed beautifully. A profiler he equipped also played a big role, changing his attitude from being skeptical at the beginning to a loyal supporter.

He didn't just say that waste of resources is a crime. In that operation, if the profiler hadn't discovered clues that others didn't, he believed that they would succeed in the end, but the price would be different. It's hard to say.

"Sounds like killing my right to choose." Isaac didn't quite buy it.

Profilers are very powerful and necessary to exist. Isaac does not deny this, but individual heroism has long passed, and believing in this is asking for trouble.In fact, this world will function well without anyone.

Unless one day those guarding nuclear weapons are collectively replaced and want to use the earth to set off a big firework.

"Do you know how many agents there are in the FBI?" Edward asked suddenly.

"More than 2, probably?" Isaac remembered where he had read a report on this, but he was not Reid, and he only passed some unimportant information in passing, leaving a superficial impression in his mind.

"That's right, and nearly half of them are field agents." Edward continued, "There are 413 local bureaus across the country, and 45 overseas offices. Do you know what this means?"

"Our influence spreads all over the world?"

Edward on the other end of the phone took a deep breath. He likes to talk to smart people, but once the smart people start pretending to be stupid, the conversation becomes extremely difficult, "Do you know how many real profilers there are who can't even go out to work?"

"I haven't counted them, but there should be a lot of people." Isaac really didn't pay attention to this problem.

"No more than 100 people!" Edward said bluntly, "including those who work as psychiatrists in the Hoover Building."

Isaac was drinking water, but was stunned by the number, and instead choked himself, "Ahem, are you kidding me?"

"There are too many profilers around you, which gives you an illusion." Edward said firmly, "In fact, all the profilers are concentrated in the headquarters and Quantico. If you follow the ratio here It would be a big mistake to apply the distribution ratio of profilers across the country."

Isaac was silent for a while, "Since this is the case, shouldn't the college invest more?"

"Profiles can't be learned in class." Edward has also done some understanding of this since he knew how practical profilers are. Most of the time, they stay in the office. Even if someone wants to apply for a field job, the possibility of passing it is not high. And the number of profilers who can go to the field will only be fewer. They need one-to-one or many-to-one Teach by precepts and deeds, and grow rapidly in practice. As I said, profilers are scarce resources, and scarce resources can never be mass-produced.”

Isaac was speechless.

Thinking about it carefully, what Edward said seems to make sense. Issac can guarantee that all the people in the BAU are qualified profilers. However, at the beginning, the only thing that can be called a profiler is the establishment of the BSU-BAU The predecessor——the veterans of the previous ones, and others have come to today step by step through long-term study and practice, just like the original JJ. At that time, everyone just needed a spokesperson to deal with the media, but after so much After years of working together, who can deny that JJ didn't learn something to be a good profiler?

Issac, who suddenly realized that he was actually very popular, decided to quietly consider his future career path.