1960: My uncle is the FBI Director

Chapter 122 A Test

Supervisor Blake may look intimidating, but he's actually more like a nanny who combines the roles of instructor, social teacher, medical professional, and counselor all in one.

Before dawn, he was already dressed and ready, carrying his chrome-plated megaphone, and went into the barracks to wake everyone up.

After the trainees emerged from the barracks and lined up, he began to check their attire and appearance one by one.

The management on the first day was very relaxed, seemingly just to let the trainees adapt to the environment.

The selection and training seemed to officially begin on the second day.

I didn't go for a morning run today.

Supervisor Blake used his morning run time to practically teach the trainees how to dress properly.

He explained everything from hairstyles to how to tie a tie, how to iron clothes, and how to polish shoes, repeating it over and over again without getting tired of it.

Blake told the trainees that from today until the end of the selection training, they must maintain a proper dress code at all times.

Clothing and appearance are actually part of the assessment!

Most of the trainees already knew about the FBI before they came to participate in the selection training.

I had heard that the FBI had requirements for dress and appearance.

But should we include them in the performance evaluation?

The students groaned in despair, then studied with extraordinary focus.

People complained about this and that, but their actions betrayed them.

After all, everyone who came to participate in the selection and training did so voluntarily, and there are countless others who wanted to participate but were not even qualified.

The selection and training only appears to be rigorous; in reality, it's more like intensive, closed-door learning.

There is no punishment mechanism here; how much you learn and whether you pass the assessment depends entirely on yourself.

There is no limit to the number of people admitted through the selection and training assessment.

Aside from oddballs like Billy Hawke, almost everyone knows how to tie a tie.

But polishing shoe heels and ironing clothes?
Everyone needs to study hard.

These tasks were truly women's work in this era.

Most students had their mothers help them when they were young, and their wives took over after they got married. They didn't even know how to hold an iron.

It was clear that this wasn't the first time Blake had taught these things; he expertly produced a pile of rags and had the students practice on them first.

So, in the cold month of January, at five in the morning, while it was still pitch black, seventy-five men were already bent over, clumsily ironing rags with irons.

Under the spotlight, white steam rose, and a burnt smell filled the air.

Supervisor Blake, like a diligent gardener, moved through the crowd, methodically responding to the trainees' calls and all sorts of strange and unexpected events.

Blake didn't let people go to the cafeteria for breakfast until it was fully light.

The morning home economics class seemed to remind the students, and everyone became exceptionally attentive during the lesson.

Today's law class instructor is an experienced retired prosecutor.

The prosecutor used his extensive experience to explain to them how to legalize evidence.

Theodore was highly skeptical that the rest of his law courses would be entirely based on this stuff.

He listened for a while, then took out his notebook and added a legal advisor label to the team composition section. He then began to write and draw in the notebook.

The FBI has an office of legal counsel; you can consult with colleagues there if needed.

For detectives like Theodore and Bernie who are on field duty, the legal training they receive within the police force is sufficient to handle 99% of situations.

Theodore guessed that the course was prepared for agents with no policing experience or whose intended assignment was to the legal counsel's office.

FBI agents are more qualified than local detectives, but that doesn’t mean FBI agents have to be all-rounders, multi-talented, or superhuman.

The Twin Detectives haven't joined the Justice League yet.

This course began to become useless to him.

In the forensic science class following the law course, yesterday's instructor introduced the application scenarios of fingerprint technology and began teaching crime scene preservation.
For most students, this course is like mathematics.

It is both difficult and important.

In fact, it could be said that this is the core of all the selection and training courses. Unlike legal courses, it is a course that is genuinely offered to all trainees.

Only when trainees fully master this course can they truly transform from soldiers in the military, detectives in local police departments, or college graduates into FBI agents.

Many people have already vaguely realized this.

Their brows were furrowed, their hands were constantly taking notes, and their eyes were fixed on the instructor, afraid that if they bent down to pick something up, the instructor would stop speaking English.

But for Theodore, the course felt more like a waste of time.

If law courses are like chicken bones (meaning they're useless), then forensic science courses are like chicken bones (meaning they're completely useless).

Theodore took this course, but not in this era.

He listened for a while, then took out his notebook and continued writing and drawing.

Theodore was exceptionally attentive during the afternoon tactics lesson.

This is a course designed purely for field agents, and it concerns their own safety.

Theodore believes that this is the biggest gain he has made from participating in the selection training.

After the tactics lesson, instructors from the FBI Office of Public Affairs taught the trainees how to deal with the media.

It is said that later, detectives from the Security Bureau will come to train on confidentiality awareness, and detectives from the Archives Bureau will come to train on writing various forms and reports.

During the self-study period after dinner, an FBI agent who looked familiar to Theodore appeared and brought the students a case file from a real case.

The detectives introduced the case to everyone and distributed the processed case files, allowing the trainees to conduct simulated discussions in groups.

This segment sparked great enthusiasm among the trainees.

Those who can sit here are basically the best in the local police station, and they all have rich experience in handling cases independently.

Driven by a desire to compete and show off, the detectives, like peacocks displaying their plumage, each displayed their unique skills.

Theodore and Bernie both remained quiet during this segment.

The detective brought in a robbery case.

A post office robbery.

There were two robbers, both wearing stockings and masked, one carrying a shotgun and the other a pistol...

The more heated the detectives' discussion became, the more silent Theodore and Bernie remained.

Billy Hawke asserted that there must be accomplices among the employees of the robbed post office.

He even approached Theodore and Bernie, trying to gain their approval.

Theodore glanced at Billy Hawke, who was looking on expectantly, and hesitated to speak.

Bernie just kept shaking his head at him.

Harold Wilson followed Billy Hawke in presenting his own perspective.

He came from Chicago, a crazy city with a murder rate of 10 per 10.

Based on his own experience, Harold Wilson suggested that the robbers might have accomplices.

But he was considering the possibility of organized crime.

After an hour-long discussion, the FBI agent announced the 'correct answer,' eliciting a chorus of exclamations.

The detectives began to doubt the authenticity of the case.

The FBI agent glanced at Theodore and Bernie, didn't argue much, simply announced the end of the case discussion, and left without looking back.

Theodore listened to the noisy reactions around him and silently closed his notebook.

That's why he was in a hurry.

This chapter was added today.

I almost had diarrhea to the point of becoming an emperor. I drank montmorillonite powder and oral rehydration solution this afternoon, and I feel a bit better now, but I probably won't be able to finish that chapter from early morning. I'll make up for it tomorrow.

I'm so sorry. I apologize to everyone.

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