The real life of an American police officer: Winning over others with virtue

Chapter 186 BAU
After a short rest, Eric also went out dressed casually.

Considering that today's family task is to take Tifa's parents on a trip to relax.

Eric deliberately continued his previous practice and ordered a large SUV that would provide a top-notch, comfortable experience for multiple passengers.

This time, the car rental company provided him with a Cadillac Escalade ESV Platinum Edition. Its massive body exuded an aura as soon as it was parked in the parking space, and its smooth lines and gleaming paint highlighted its flagship status.

Opening the car door, the premium semi-aniline leather seats exude a warm luster, and the elegant aroma of new leather and wood trim greets you.

Air suspension, massage and ventilated seats, top-of-the-line audio system – the configuration is already top-notch, perfectly matching today's journey that requires ultimate comfort and elegance.

Eric walked around the car and was quite satisfied with the huge space.

Perhaps because he had successfully returned the car earlier, the entire process of retrieving the car went exceptionally smoothly.

Before long, under Eric's steady control, the behemoth smoothly merged into the morning traffic in Quantico and headed towards the hotel where Tifa's parents were staying.

Upon arriving at the hotel, Eric went upstairs with practiced ease.

He knocked on the suite door and was greeted by Natie's gentle, almost overflowing smile.

Clearly, in Tifa's mother's heart, Eric had become a future son-in-law she liked more and more.

"Eric! Come in quickly!"

Nadia warmly ushered him in, her gaze softening as she looked Eric over, her tone revealing undisguised affection.

"Sit down and rest for a while. I'll make you a cup of coffee, it'll be ready soon."

“Nadia, thank you for your help.” Eric replied with a smile, his gaze sweeping across the living room.

My future father-in-law, George, was sitting upright on the large sofa, holding an open newspaper. Although his posture was very proper...

But Eric keenly noticed that his gaze wasn't focused on the text; he was clearly keeping an eye on what was happening here.

Eric walked slowly to the sofa and politely said, "Good morning, Jay."

Jeff raised his eyelids slightly above the newspaper, as if in response:
"Hmm, is the car fixed?"

To be honest, given his status as Tifa's father and his own perspective, he didn't particularly like Eric or his identity.

Because he was too young and too handsome, he thought Eric would be a womanizer, and besides, he was just a low-ranking patrolman.

But during the Rusty Harbor gang incident, he suddenly noticed that some patrol officers treated Eric differently.

Out of curiosity, he began to investigate, and when he learned about some unusual things about Eric, his thoughts quietly changed.

His status doesn't matter, because he can pave the way for Eric, his future son-in-law.

The important thing is whether a man can shoulder the responsibility.

Clearly, Eric passed the test.

“Yes, it’s downstairs. It’s spacious and will be very comfortable,” Eric replied, sitting down naturally as his gaze casually swept over the somewhat empty suite.

"Where are Genos and Terry? Are they still resting?"

Jay's face immediately fell.

Nadia paused in her coffee-making, a hint of helplessness flashing across her face. She gently gestured towards Joe on the sofa with her lip.

"Them? They ran off first thing this morning, saying they were going to visit museums in Washington, D.C. Young people, how could they possibly have the patience to stay with their parents?"

She lowered her voice, adding with a hint of reproach and understanding, "Besides, nobody feels comfortable living under the same roof as a certain patriarch. It's better to slip away early for some peace and quiet." The implication was crystal clear. Eric understood instantly.

Jay still harbored that deep-seated prejudice against Terry, that poor girl, and his scrutinizing gaze never relaxed.

Genos, with his independent and unyielding personality, naturally did not want Terry to continue to endure his father's cold treatment after the Grizzly Gang's crisis was resolved, so his strategic retreat was inevitable.

Sure enough, Joe on the sofa let out a heavy snort, shaking the newspaper loudly as if trying to shake off some unpleasant thoughts, and replied in a stiff tone:
"Hmph, it's good that they're not here. I feel uncomfortable being around them! Out of sight, out of mind."

Eric grinned, wisely choosing to remain silent, refraining from interrupting or expressing his opinion on the matter.

Anyway, his task today was to take Tifa's parents out for a trip to help them relax.

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BAU (Behavioral Analysis Unit) is a department of the FBI, formerly known as BSU (Behavioral Science Unit).

BAU receives requests for assistance from federal, state, local, and international law enforcement agencies.

BAU will provide support including on-site investigations and case consultations via teleconference.

The case that Tifa studied yesterday involved the Boston local police department requesting assistance from the FBI. The case was then transferred to the BAU Behavioral Analysis Unit and eventually assigned to her.

In simple terms, the BAU Behavioral Analysis Department is a department or team responsible for conducting detailed criminal analysis of the cases they handle.

It includes everything from crime analysis, investigative opinions, profiling of unidentified suspects, threat analysis, crisis analysis, interrogation strategies, and major case management.

Therefore, the team composition is relatively clear: in addition to Tifa, the profiler, there is also the team leader, Aaron.

Members such as Derek, who was in charge of operational support and role-playing, and Spencer, a data analyst, each had their own area of ​​expertise.

Of course, within the group, profiling is undoubtedly of paramount importance.

If Eric knew these things, he would naturally understand why Tifa's pressure had increased.

Tifa drove to the Quantico FBI headquarters and headed straight for the area where the Behavioral Analysis Unit (BAU) was located, letting out a soft sigh of relief.

After joining the company, she realized that BAU originally wanted to invite her teacher Jason to come out of retirement, but her teacher recommended her instead.

So for a time, she was essentially taking over the responsibilities of her own teacher, and she was under pressure.

Tifa's eyes narrowed slightly as she entered the office where the BAU was located.

The office was bustling with activity; the sounds of keyboards clicking, telephones ringing, and low murmurs of discussion mingled together, and all team members were at their posts.

Tifa's appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention.

She met everyone's gazes expressionlessly, raised the document in her hand, and spoke clearly.
"Regarding the new case, I think we can start working on it now."

The team members looked surprised, exchanging glances, because the new case had only been transferred to them yesterday, just before the end of the workday.

Tifa has made new progress so quickly?

Aaron, the BAU team leader, walked out of his office. He was responsible for coordinating team resources and participating in profiling major cases.

He looked at Tifa and nodded:
"Tifa, we were just about to have a short meeting to sort out the current situation."

Tifa calmly replied, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)