Peng Ziqian reported to the fbi training camp this weekend.Then she was surprised to see Rhett with a bitter face on the shooting range, "Red?" Then she thought about it and smiled immediately, "Oh, the annual assessment is about to start again."

"You're right." Reid pouted and nodded, then looked at the gun in his hand and shrugged.

"To be honest, it's been four years, Rhett, why can't you figure out such a simple thing... aren't you a little doctor who claims to have an IQ of 187?"

"Even if I'm a doctor, there are things I'm not good at."

"Well, it seems that God is fair..." Peng Ziqian chuckled, then picked up the gun in front of him.

"What about you? Didn't you come here to make an assault?" Reid obviously couldn't understand the other party's mocking face, and tried to remind her that they were not the same.

"Oh...you're right..." Peng Ziqian frowned and shrugged, then put on his earphones, picked up the gun and started shooting practice after a short aim.

Morgan was one of the instructors at the training ground, and his job this weekend was to help Red practice shooting so he could pass the next fbi field test.

He just went out to use the toilet, and then, he saw another acquaintance unexpectedly.

He walked over and stood next to Reid without rushing to say hello, but watched Peng Ziqian finish the shooting, put down the gun and took off the earphones before nodding to her, "Hey, Adele, are you here for assault training too?"

"Does it look like my grades won't pass?" Peng Ziqian glanced at him and replied.

"It doesn't look like..." Mo Gen replied honestly, and then looked at the target after Peng Ziqian just shot, and saw the bullet holes tending to be dense in the bull's-eye. In terms of this design level, Heqi probably wouldn't dare to say I can do it so well every time, "Then what are you doing here?"

"Of course it's abuse." Peng Ziqian turned his head to look at Rhett and patted Rhett's shoulder with a smile, "It seems that although the intelligence attribute points are two points less than yours, God has added a few points for me. "

"..." Morgan looked at Rhett's deflated expression, and tried a lot to hold back his smile.

"Okay, okay, I'm actually waiting in line for the fighting training ground." Peng Ziqian finally let go of Reid, turned his head to look at the training ground opposite him and said, "I've been having a bit of insomnia lately."

"Oh, I can see that you must have suffered from severe insomnia recently." Mo Gen looked at Peng Ziqian's dark circles, and then remembered a case earlier when they were on night shift, Peng Ziqian told him that she had started to suffer from insomnia , how long ago was that?Morgan thought about it, at least three months, then he shook his head, "Want to talk?"

"Oh, not for now, I think my lack of exercise recently has made me think too much, so I came here." Peng Ziqian shook his head, at this moment, the door of the opposite training ground opened, and a teacher came over They looked around and waved to Peng Ziqian.

"Are you kidding! Yuli is not an opponent you can challenge." Mo Gen glanced at each other. They are both teachers and they know each other a little bit. Yuli's fighting is not the best, but in terms of strength and shape, it is more suitable for Peng Zi. Modesty is also difficult to challenge, not to mention that the girl and Rhett in his memory are both of the same type - the IQ type.

But Peng Ziqian didn't answer him but walked over.

Rhett thought for a while and followed suit.

"Hey, what do you want to do, are you watching a joke?" Morgan grabbed Rhett by the collar and held him back.

"...Why don't you read the jokes." Reid first replied like this, and then curled his lips in Morgan's gaze, "She laughed at me first."

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However, it seemed that Peng Ziqian had made up his mind to prevent Rhett from having a chance to laugh. Before she took off her shoes and went on stage, she chose a wooden stick around her.She walked onto the stage, raised the stick in her hand, made a gesture of raising her hands, and then raised her head to see the instructor on the opposite side... For a moment, she was in a trance, and she felt that she had returned to the training ground of the Hunter School.

In the case of a serious gender imbalance in Hunter School, Peng Ziqian's fighting really doesn't have any advantage. Even the few women are mostly tall girls in Europe and America. When Mazi was in school, he could get good grades more or less Both and her father are kendo masters with the talent of a young child who can only get it.

Peng Ziqian has no advantage in physical fitness and has no talent, which made her score in the boxing class so bad that she ranked first from the bottom.

But even if this is the last one, it is also the last one in the ranger school level.And the ranger academy's selection criteria are more than one level behind the fbi's requirements.

"Hey, Adele!"

Morgan's voice brought her back to reality, and the moment she realized she was standing in front of an FBI instructor instead of Yancey or Raleigh or that brat Chuck, she had knocked him down.Everyone around the venue was looking at her, so she quickly put away the stick and pulled them up.

"Not bad swordsmanship." Fortunately, the teacher didn't care about so much, but nodded his head and said a few words of approval.

"... When did you learn it?" Mo Gen asked in a low voice while watching Peng Ziqian who came down.

"Before you knew." Peng Ziqian shook his head, not wanting to say more.

"Did she know this before?" Reid turned his head and looked at Morgan, asking puzzledly.

"...I didn't see it..." Mo Gen sincerely shook his head and reviewed his mistake of not knowing enough about his teammates.

"Hey, it's time to go, He Qi called us." Peng Ziqian, who was walking not far ahead, took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket and waved at them.

This time their target is Boston.

Their new suspect is the 'Boston Death' who committed a crime more than ten years ago and has not yet been brought to justice.

According to Hedge, Reaper made a deal with Bau's detectives in charge of the case that as long as they stopped investigating, he would stop killing until they were dead.

Not long ago, that agent died...the Boston Reaper came back.

Only one person survived this murderer more than ten years ago, and his name was George Fuyard.The murderer took his glasses, which should have been left on the tenth victim...but it didn't, and it didn't appear on the new victim until today, more than ten years later.

Since he was the only one who survived the killer, they believed that this survivor was in danger and needed to find him.

That night, they went back to their respective rooms in the hotel to rest and prepare for more intense work tomorrow. Peng Ziqian flipped through the biography of "Boston Death" in his room. A powerful murderer is just like many stars. Do a biography for them.Peng Ziqian wanted to finish reading her, at least in this way he could better understand the God of Death.

Then, while reading a book, she leaned against the head of the bed and fell asleep in a daze... But just like many times after she fell asleep, her dream was not very peaceful.

This time she dreamed that when she was still on the starship, she followed their brat captain Kirk on a mission, but something went wrong and she got lost while escaping. When she turned her head and saw behind her In the empty forest, she shouted "Captain! Kirk! Sulu!" But no one answered her. After a while, there was a commotion not far from the forest, and then a huge chrysanthemum suddenly came out of the forest Standing up...then she realized something was wrong...the Kaiju beast should not be here...so she woke up.

She opened her eyes, touched the sweat on her forehead, and took a sip from the coffee cup. This was her third cup of coffee tonight, but due to her mental weakness caused by long-term insomnia, the coffee had already Unable to save her, she was about to get up to wash her face when there was a knock on her door.

She opened the door and saw Rhett standing outside.

"Can I go in?" The other party asked cautiously.

"Of course." Peng Ziqian turned sideways to let him in.

"..." When Reid came in, he saw the coffee cup in Peng Ziqian's hand, and asked curiously, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"Hmm, I'm going to study the biography of the Boston God of Death while I have free time. To be honest, writing a biography for a murder can still sell well. I really don't know what modern people think.

"It can be used for academic research, or novelty hunting..." Reid raised his eyebrows, then went to the bed and picked up the book that Peng Ziqian had put on the bed. "You only read half of it?"

"I don't have the speed of someone who can read 1 words in a minute =-=" Peng Ziqian said, after all, although everyone is a genius, there is still a gap between a genius and a genius. For example, the guy in front of him has to admit that a little bit of IQ talent is flawed.

Peng Ziqian didn't want to admit that because she was always overwhelmed, she was a little envious of Rhett, "So what's the matter?"

"Nothing...I was just thinking maybe we could talk..."

"What are you talking about...don't be like this..." Peng Ziqian looked at Rhett's wandering eyes and knew that this guy with a negative EQ had a phobia of women again. "I thought I made it clear enough, Rhett, we all have **of."

"That's not what you said when you intervened in my family's case." Rhett pouted, "You even broke the lock on my house."

"That's Mo Gen's idea, go talk to him." Peng Ziqian rolled his eyes at him, "Besides, why don't you get a new one?" Then he put down the cup in his hand, "I'm going to wash my face, just wait a moment. "

Peng Ziqian washed her face in the bathroom, and then felt much better. She grabbed the towel and wiped her face. When she buried her face in the towel, a very illusory voice came from her ear—"Ah Della..." The voice echoed in her ear for a while, which made Peng Ziqian raise his head in surprise...but all around her were the white walls of the bathroom.

The feeling made her uncomfortable and she felt around the back of her neck, then found a chain and pulled it out.The chain had a pendant, which was a drilled coin, and she undid it and stood by the sink to spin it.This is what Arthur suggested to him when she was studying to be a dream maker...Every person who enters the dream should have a token, a token that allows you to distinguish reality from dreams—her token is this special coin , in the dream it will not stop, but in reality, because of the special weight ratio, it will only fall to one side - then she looked at the coin seriously, thinking that if she went around and found that it was just a In fact, she never woke up from the dream, so she must have shot herself without hesitation, and then she saw the coin slowly stop, and breathed a sigh of relief.

When she put the stopped coin back on the chain, Rhett came over. He felt that Peng Ziqian had washed his face for too long and was a little worried. He came over to see, "Are you okay?"

"...Yes, I'm fine." Peng Ziqian said as he put the coin back into the chain and put it around his neck, and walked out.However, because she got water on the ground when she was washing her face, the ground was a little slippery. She didn't pay attention to her feet and suffered bad results. She slipped and jumped forward

"Ah!" With Peng Ziqian's scream, Reid suffered the misfortune of being crushed underneath.

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