I love you, I won't kill you

The National Academy of the Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI) located at the Marine Corps Quantico Base has trained a large number of outstanding and qualified federal agents since its establishment in 1972.

As for why the National Academy was set up in a military base surrounded by 385 acres of forest, the explanation given by the senior FBI is, "The environment here is conducive to the safety and confidentiality of the Bureau of Investigation agents." Not only that, the US drug control The DEA (abbreviated as DEA) also set up a training academy nearby.

It's Sunday, and it's Halloween night.After Frank Ellison attended the FBI's Halloween celebration party, he went to the Roman Bar, which is only one street away from the National Academy, to sit down and have a drink as usual.

"Hi, Happy Halloween!" Frank held a glass of beer and smiled at Rebecca beside him.

"Hmm, Happy Halloween!" Rebecca said with a sweet smile.

"Well, I seem to have seen you somewhere, haven't I?"

"I don't know. But your excuse for picking up girls is really bad."

"Hahaha, I admit it. But you must not be a trainee agent of the FBI. Otherwise, we would have known each other at the National Academy."

"Uh, sure. So, where do you think we're from?"

Frank looked at Rebecca and Victoria, "DEA? Marines?"

Victoria smiled slightly, picked up the beer glass and took a sip, "What if I told you that we are from ATF (Administration of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives)?"

Frank blinked and laughed, "ATF? Well, it does look a bit like it. I heard from my brothers in the academy that ATF chicks are very hot!"

"This is so funny! Victoria, he thought we were ATF federal agents?" Rebecca smiled happily.

"Okay, we're pilots in the Marine Air Wing. Now, all right?" Victoria said to Frank.

"Wow, cool! It's an honor to meet two female Marine Corps pilots. I'm Frank Ellison, an agent in training at the FBI National Academy."

"Her name is Rebecca, F/A-3 Hornet fighter/attack pilot, 18rd Air Wing. I'm Victoria, and I'm flying a CH-53E Super Stallion heavy helicopter."

It seemed that tonight, Frank had found something to excite him again.Compared with the 20 weeks of learning knowledge and skills in shooting, fighting, intelligence collection and analysis, law, and strategy and tactics at the National Academy, the occupations of the two of Victoria really made him full of curiosity.

"Hey, this handsome guy is yours, now I'm going to call that guy." After Victoria finished speaking, she took out her phone.

"Really? Well, then I'll be rude. You tell that guy to come over, I miss her so much," Rebecca yelled.

Frank was a little curious, and clinked the glass with Rebecca, "Why, do you still have friends coming?"

But Rebecca said, "That's right. This guy is really loved and hated."

"Love and hate? Well, I get it."

"what do you know?"

"Well, this guy must have fallen in love with you first, and then abandoned you because he fell in love with Victoria. Is that so?"

"What? That's funny. Frank, do you think I'll miss her if that's the case?" Rebecca said.

"Well, maybe there is a special relationship between the three of you. This kind of relationship can make you feel both love and hate for her." Frank said imaginatively.

"Frank, you are very imaginative. It seems that the FBI National Academy has trained you very well." Rebecca said disdainfully.

Before hanging up, Victoria said, "Sweetheart, if you don't arrive in 10 minutes, you're in for a drink tonight."

Rebecca looked at her, "What did you say just now? What is the senator's stepfather?"

"Nothing. This guy just left us and went to Arlington for a barbecue at the Senator's house."

"Really? But, why haven't you heard her talk about it before?"

A few minutes later, Amanda came to the bar as scheduled.When Victoria pulled her to sit down with great enthusiasm, Frank took a few glances at Amanda and whispered to Rebecca, "You are right, it seems that she is indeed very attractive."

"Really? Want to know her? Let me introduce you." Rebecca said.

"Uh, hi, nice to meet you." Frank said with a smile when Rebecca came to Amanda.

"Stand at attention! Soldier, what is your military rank?" Amanda said calmly.

"I'm sorry, sir. I, I'm Frank Ellison, a trainee agent at the FBI National Academy." Frank used the language of the classroom here habitually.

Amanda smiled softly, "So it's an FBI trained agent? I'm Amanda, I'm sorry, I mistook you for a marine."

Victoria smiled and said, "Please, it's Sunday, not a training day."

Rebecca yelled from the side, "Sweetheart, although you arrived at the bar within 10 minutes, you still want to treat."

"Lindsay, give me a beer. Why?" Amanda turned to ask after finishing speaking to the female bartender who was making drinks.

"First, you regarded our FBI friends as marines. Second, today, you went to Arlington alone to attend a high-level banquet. Third, you have too many secrets that you haven't shared with us." Rui Becca said seriously.

"Yeah, I also think you don't think of us as best friends." Victoria took advantage of the situation and added.

"Okay, no problem. I agree with all three points you said." Amanda nodded.

Frank listened quietly to the conversation of the three girls, and said with a smile, "Now, I understand what Rebecca said."

Amanda picked up the wine glass and touched Rebecca, "Really? What did she say about me just now?"

"Well, I'm sorry. I can't speak ill of such a beautiful lady in front of her." Frank defended Rebecca.

"That's right, Frank. Unexpectedly, we met a gentleman tonight." Rebecca admired Frank's words.

"Lindsay, serve us four more double shots of whiskey without ice. Well, this gentleman treats you." Victoria shouted happily to the bartender.

When Frank clinked glasses with three female Marine Corps officers, he deliberately wanted to know more about this young girl named Amanda.As Rebecca said, he also thought there was something fascinating about Amanda.

Rebecca, with her contagious smile on her face, is worthy of likability, but the charming Amanda makes Frank even more curious.He hopes to develop further with Rebecca, but also hopes to become a good friend of Amanda.

"Um, ladies, why don't we go play foosball?" Frank said.

"No problem. How do you feel, Amanda?" Rebecca asked.

"Well, three Marine Corps women and one FBI man playing games, I think this will give the male officers in the Marine Corps a good excuse. Rebecca, you two go play." Amanda said something exciting Strange words.

Rebecca rolled her eyes, and immediately said with a smile, "Very good. Frank, go and call two friends from the FBI."

When the two walked towards the table football table in the corner of the bar, Victoria whispered, "Please, you don't think the officers here want to beat Frank up?"

Amanda smiled and nodded, looked at the figure of the female bartender Lindsay and said, "Of course. Whether it's the FBI or the DEA, they are just boy scouts in the eyes of the marines."

"Talk to me, did you encounter any unpleasant things today?" Victoria asked.

"Amanda, haven't you seen enough? Why don't you go to my place to have fun tonight?" Lindsay, the bartender, walked up to the two and asked provocatively.

"Not yet. If you are willing to leave your husband, I agree to go to your place." Amanda said.

"Really? Well, actually, I really want to try what it's like to have a 3P." Lindsay's husband said as he walked over from the other side of the bar.

"Bastard, you better not let me know you did this." Lindsay said, staring at her husband.

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