1960: My uncle is the FBI Director

Chapter 101 My last name is Hoover!

Felton Police Department received a letter from DC.

The letter, issued by the FBI's Administrative Services Department Personnel Section, was worded formally and officially, but its core message was anything but polite:

The FBI has its eye on the youngest sergeant, Theodore Dixon, and wants to poach him.

Chief Adams called Senior Inspector Flores, who was in charge of developing the Twin Detectives image, into his office to consult his opinion.

After a brief moment of surprise, the senior police superintendent refused.

He elaborated on the established development plan and how much the two men could bring to the Felton Police Department in the future.

Chief Adams asked if the plan could be changed to Bernie, but the senior superintendent flatly refused.

He stated that the Twin Detectives team is led by Theodore and supported by Bernie, and the two complement each other and are indispensable.

After a moment's thought, Director Adams decided to invite an FBI personnel officer for an interview.

As the senior police inspector left the chief's office, his heart was heavy.

A week later, Clarence Dawson, head of the FBI's personnel department, arrived at headquarters and consulted with several people, including a senior police commissioner.

He had barely stated his purpose, and before he could even set out his terms, Director Adams immediately agreed.

Chief Adams generously stated that the Felton Police Department is happy for detectives to have better career development opportunities and would never be shortsighted enough to hinder them from pursuing better prospects.

Supervisor Dawson narrowed his eyes, swallowed back the conditions he had prepared, and shook hands with Director Adams with a smile.

Senior Superintendent Flores tried to plead his case, but he didn't get a chance to speak.

Director Adams instructed him to bring FBI agents to contact Theodore and hinted that he should try to persuade Theodore to agree.

On the way to the Western District Police Station, the senior superintendent's face remained grim.

FBI Director Dawson, who has been specializing in poaching talent for thirty years and has experienced similar situations many times, offered words of comfort to a senior police superintendent:

"Sergeant Dixon will have better opportunities after joining the FBI, whether it's salary, career planning, or future prospects, it's much better than here."

"Your director made the right choice."

The senior police inspector shook his head, not arguing with Supervisor Dawson.

He knew perfectly well that Chief Adams's agreement to release the man, and even his hint that he should send him away, was entirely for political reasons.

The recent events at the East Precinct have caused the cooperation between Chief Adams and Councilman Santos to jump directly from a honeymoon period to a breakup period.

Chief Adams believes Theodore is one of Senator Santos's men!

Sending Theodore away was a return gesture for what Councilor Santos had done at the Eastern Precinct.

This was particularly difficult for him to accept.

Supervisor Dawson didn't say much, but his gaze toward the senior police superintendent held a hint of pity.

He's poached talent countless times; how could he not sense something was amiss?

Normally, even if he offers a high price, the other party should refuse, hesitate, and delay repeatedly.

This is not just about catering to emotions, but also a way to raise the asking price.

This time, he met with the other party for less than ten minutes, and before he even started to state his conditions, the other party agreed.

This clearly shows they want to get rid of the person as soon as possible.

Supervisor Dawson had not expected things to turn out this way; it was much simpler than he had anticipated.

Both sides arrived at the West Precinct in silence, where the Senior Superintendent arranged for Supervisor Dawson to meet with Chief Widke.

He was still making a final effort, hoping to persuade Chief Adams through Chief Widke.

But Director Widek did not object as he had expected.

After the initial shock, Chief Widek called Wenner and asked him to talk to Theodore first.

Wenner sat in his office for a long time, eating half a drawer full of chocolate balls, before calling Theodore in, who was working on an old case with a colleague.

After a moment of silence, Wenner informed Theodore of Director Dawson's purpose and the headquarters' decision, and also shared his own views.

He was reluctant to let Theodore go, but he also knew that there would be better development and a broader prospect for him at the FBI.

In conclusion, Wenner advised him that for the sake of his personal development, he should accept Dawson's invitation.

After hearing the analysis, Theodore said he would consider it carefully.

Wenner grunted in agreement and waved for Theodore to go and meet with Supervisor Dawson.

The West Precinct prepared a small meeting room for Chief Dawson and Theodore, about the same size as the one Theodore had used when handling cases at the East and South Precincts.

Theodore pushed open the door and saw a slightly overweight middle-aged man sitting across from him at the conference table, writing something.

A white shirt, a black suit, a tie, and a trench coat draped over the back of the chair.

Theodore confirmed that this was a real FBI agent, not an imposter.

During this period, Hoover had dress requirements for FBI agents, which were roughly similar to what the person in front of him was wearing.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Manager Dawson formally extended the invitation.

After a brief pause, he discussed with Theodore everything from family life to personal development, from salary and benefits to career planning, providing a comprehensive analysis and comparison across multiple areas such as resources, perspectives, education, and healthcare.

He concluded, "Sergeant Dixon, the FBI believes your abilities are crucial to the nation's mission. This is a chance for a career leap, but the final decision is yours."

"You don't need to make a decision right now. Go back and think it over carefully, and give me your answer within three days."

"This is an important decision for you, and it deserves careful consideration."

This is a standard FBI recruitment script, which has been included in their personnel department's training courses.

Supervisor Dawson had already prepared his speech on the way to the West District Police Station, and when he delivered it in one breath, it was incredibly fluent.

Theodore chose to follow Dawson's advice and give a reply in three days.

He returned to his main office from the conference room, where detectives immediately surrounded him, asking what had happened.

Theodore did not hide anything from everyone, admitting that the FBI had extended an invitation to him and that headquarters had agreed.

Many people instinctively looked at Jacob.

Jacob is not here; he went to see Carlos Mendoza at the prison today.

The detectives looked away and applauded.

The applause was mixed with whistles, and some people even egged Theodore on to go to a bar to celebrate that night.

Although people usually look down on the FBI, few could resist the opportunity to join it.

Those are completely different development opportunities.

What's more, it was the FBI that extended the invitation.

The news quickly spread throughout the branch office and then rapidly expanded outwards.

As it was nearing the end of the workday, Congressman Santos rushed over, looking travel-worn.

He pulled Theodore into the car and seriously inquired about Theodore's wishes.

Representative Santos said he would talk to Chief Adams if Theodore did not want to leave.

Theodore declined his offer.

Congressman Santos gave him a hug and told him before leaving, "If things don't go well over there, come back. Felton will always be your home."

After get off work, Theodore ran into Bernie in the parking lot.

Theodore had mentioned more than once that he would attend the FBI's selection training, so Bernie was already mentally prepared for him to accept the FBI's invitation.

Bernie was genuinely happy for Theodore, especially considering that someone hadn't been chosen so many times.

He asked Theodore when he was leaving and started making arrangements for a farewell party for him.

Theodore asked Bernie, "Are you coming with me?"

Bernie patted him on the shoulder and joked, "Do you own the FBI? They only invited you, not me."

Theodore thought for a moment and said seriously, "My uncle is John Edgar Hoover."

“My last name is Hoover, and Dixon is my father’s name.”

“My name really is Theodore Dixon Hoover.” Bernie chuckled twice, remembering that Theodore had said the same thing in Chief Widock’s office last month.

"Okay, have them send me an invitation too. I'll definitely accept if they do."

Theodore looked at Bernie with surprise, swallowing back the words of advice that were on the tip of his tongue.

Bernie agreed so easily, which was something he hadn't expected.

He confirmed, "If the FBI invites you, are you sure you're going to accept?"

Bernie nodded with a smile: "Of course! I'm sure!"

Theodore: "Okay, then go back and talk to Hilda (Bernie's wife) about it."

“I think we can hold off on moving for now and bring them over once we have a stable job.”

He searched his memory and confirmed, "Houses in Northwest DC are very expensive."

"Prices are cheap in the southeast area, but it's very chaotic there, so it's best not to live there."

As he spoke, he walked to a roadside phone booth and dialed the FBI director's office.

Ms. Gandy answered the phone again.

"This is the FBI Director's office."

The FBI assistant director's voice was as usual.

Theodore identified himself: "I am Theodore. Is he here? I'd like to talk to him."

"Please wait."

After a moment of silence, Hoover's voice came from the other end: "Have you seen Clarence Dawson?"

Theodore thought for a moment before remembering that the FBI agent he had met that afternoon was named Clarence Dawson: "Yes, I met him."

"What? You don't want to come back? You want to stay in that lousy police station for the rest of your life?"

Theodore honestly replied, "No, I'm prepared to accept the invitation to return to DC."

He glanced back at Bernie, who was standing outside the phone booth, frowning in thought: "I have a partner named Bernie Sullivan, and I want to bring him back with me."

"Just one?" After a moment of silence, Hoover's voice carried a hint of displeasure: "You stayed there for a year!"

Theodore thought for a moment, then said, "I'd like to set up a department..."

He shared his thoughts.

He hopes to establish an independent department specifically responsible for researching and applying criminal psychology, and to promote it.

Surprisingly, Hoover did not get angry, but patiently waited for him to finish speaking before giving his reply: "Come back first."

Write down your ideas and compile them into a report for me.

"Alright, I'm going to go for a walk with Clyde now."

The call was hung up.

Theodore hung up the phone and reminded Bernie, "You'll have to talk to Hilda when you get home tonight."

Bernie's smile vanished, and he asked hesitantly, "Are you serious?"

Theodore nodded.

Bernie fell silent.

Even after he got home, he was still reeling from the shock of learning that Theodore's uncle was John Edgar Hoover.

After exercising with his wife, Bernie lay alone in bed, listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, and began to seriously consider Theodore's invitation.

When his wife came out of the bathroom, Bernie asked her, "How about we go to DC?"

Hilda, Hilda's wife, looked at her husband with suspicion, wondering what was wrong with him this time.

Bernie sat up and told his wife about Theodore's invitation.

Hilda was also surprised by Theodore's identity, but hesitated after regaining her composure: "We've never been to DC."

Bernie thought about it and agreed that it made sense, so he lay back down and stared blankly at the ceiling.

If he were ten years younger and had no ties, he would have gone to DC without hesitation if Theodore had told him to, without a second thought.

But he's not 31 years old this year.

He is 41 years old and has a wife and children.

Hilda dried her hair with a towel, looking at Bernie with a dazed expression, and felt a little sorry for him: "You can go and take a look first, and then we can go over after you're more familiar with the place."

Bernie jumped up, his eyes shining.

He hugged his wife from behind, his head bobbing against her shoulder: "That's what Theodore said too."

"So we're really going to DC?"

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the next day.

Theodore approached Dawson, the supervisor, to accept the invitation.

Supervisor Dawson was pleased and explained to Theodore how to proceed.

Theodore needs to submit a written resignation to the Felton Police Department, stating that the reason for leaving is "accepting a federal position".

Then fill out the federal public servant form and submit your resume, law enforcement record, and letters of recommendation.

Supervisor Dawson advised Theodore that the letter of recommendation could be obtained from Chief Widke for signature.

Once the written materials are completed, the next step is to wait for the FBI's counterintelligence division to conduct a political background check, verify the political stance of relatives, and review financial records.

If all of these are fine, he will receive a letter from the FBI Director's office.

You can go to DC with the letter to attend the next training course, and you can officially start working after graduation.

After Dawson finished his presentation, he handed Theodore a list and prepared to say goodbye to Director Widke and leave.

Theodore stopped him, saying he needed to make a phone call and asked him to wait a moment.

Five minutes later, Manager Dawson was asked to take a phone call.

Five minutes later, Supervisor Dawson hung up the phone and headed to Felton Police Headquarters to ask Chief Adams for Bernie Sullivan.

Director Adams refused without hesitation.

His original plan was to send Theodore away as a response to Senator Santos, while keeping Bernie would allow him to continue implementing the plan for Senior Superintendent Flores.

If necessary, another detective can be selected to team up with Bernie and re-form the Twin Detectives.

As for operational capabilities, a high case-solving rate can be maintained through operational measures.

These are not problems at all.

Unlike the senior superintendent, Chief Adams preferred the more obedient Bernie.

He doesn't like Theodore.

Manager Dawson, recalling Ms. Gandy's instructions over the phone, offered a new price.

In addition to the existing allocation of technical resources, compensation was added for providing training opportunities and promotion recommendations to the Felton Police Department, and the department agreed to cooperate with the police department's publicity efforts to avoid giving Felton residents the impression that the police department is unable to retain talent.

Seeing that Director Adams remained unmoved, Supervisor Dawson pondered for a moment, then got up to take his leave.

He stated that the department had doubts about Theodore Dixon's abilities and demanded that either both be taken away or neither be taken.

Director Adams immediately agreed.

Supervisor Dawson glanced back at Senior Superintendent Flores, only to see the man's face full of bitterness.

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