North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 52 Jimmy in 20 Years

Jimmy found a fast food truck, settled his lunch, found a remote path with tacos and burgers, parked the police car in the shade, and started his own lunch.

What happened today is really sad. It has not been going well since yesterday. First, the murderer was not found, and then the person I worked so hard to chase was taken away. There are so many small problems in the new patrol area, which makes me feel upset.

That bastard Cadillac is definitely a big fish. It's really a shame that he didn't have an overnight interrogation last night. Not everyone can handle two passports. This kind of person must have big problems to dig out.

If the DEA makes a move, then it is either a drug lord, or this person may be an undercover agent. In short, he must be a big fish.

After being a policeman for so long, Jimmy has never handled a major case. It was all trivial matters, except of course the three people who were killed.

Look how good the police are in the movie. They handle major cases of gangsters, drug lords, murders, etc. Not to mention promotion and salary increase, at least it makes people excited. Look at yourself, driving on the road and patrolling. It's all about speeding, car accidents, fake license plates, etc. The gap is too big. I thought it was just because I was a trainee patrol officer. Now that I have been promoted, I still do these things.

Kag has worked in the police station for more than 20 years, and he still has to drive on the road to patrol. Thinking of Kag's fat appearance, Jimmy seems to have seen himself 20 years later.

It was terrible, and Jimmy quickly shook off this thought. He couldn't imagine what kind of future he would be like patrolling for 20 years.

Jimmy abandoned those thoughts just now, and returned to the police car to rest after lunch.Because the back seat and the front seat of the police car have been reinforced, the driver's seat of the police car cannot be folded down like a family car. You can only sleep on the back of the seat for a while, and you cannot lie down and sleep with the seat down, so you sleep in the car. It's very uncomfortable, but last night's rest time was too short, so I just made do with squinting for a while.

In the afternoon, after Jimmy woke up, he stayed in the car for a while before starting the police car and returning to the road to start patrolling.

Jimmy wandered from the road to the country road, completely aimless, and then found the first target of the afternoon.

A speeding Harley motorcycle, the iconic crooked handlebars, the rider is white, middle-aged, with a beard, leather jacket with spikes, and pointed leather shoes. These characteristics can basically determine that this guy is a member of a motorcycle gang. The leather jacket There's no logo on the back so there's no way to tell which gang it's from, and it's possible he's just a low-level gang member who hasn't gotten the badge yet.

To add, there are many motorcycle gangs in the United States, and decades of development have divided their respective spheres of influence. In order to avoid the state of melee in the 6s and 70s, each gang has a general scope and does not invade each other.There are distinct levels within the gang, and the gangs and ranks are distinguished according to tattoos and emblems on clothing.

Jimmy turned on the police lights and siren, rushed over, and followed closely behind the motorcycle. The POST committee strictly prohibited police PIT motorcycles, so Jimmy had no choice but to follow.

The rider saw the lights of a police car behind him, turned directly at the next intersection, and then accelerated to escape. Jimmy followed closely, turned and accelerated, and followed at a distance of more than ten meters. , Jimmy could not escape being prosecuted.

Today is not a lucky day for Jimmy, the motorcycle disappeared from the field of vision, especially in rural areas of Arkansas where there are too many small woods, it is too difficult to chase the motorcycle, he can always find it from various Drill through the corners.

Jimmy had no choice but to turn off the lights and siren, and walked slowly back to the road. At an intersection, he ran into the motorcycle just now. When the lights and siren turned on, the motorcycle was probably frightened, and suddenly turned and fell to the side of the road.

Unexpectedly, Jimmy immediately stopped and pulled out his gun and shouted at the rider: "Don't move! Let me see your hands!"

The rider raised his hand to indicate that he did not have a weapon in his hand, then walked to the side of the road by himself, lying on the ground with his hands interlaced on his lower back, and did not need Jimmy to issue instructions at all. His skill made people feel distressed, how many times he was caught.

Jimmy was also a little confused. He walked over to handcuff him, then pulled him up and searched him, and put him in the back seat of the police car. The whole process went so smoothly that it made people feel that this was a pre-arranged training.

Jimmy got back in the driver's seat, radioed dispatch, sent a tow truck, and waited.It's not time for interrogation yet, so there's no need for Miranda's warning.

If it is just speeding, a ticket will be settled, but the motorcycle rider did not stop, but accelerated to escape, that is a felony of escaping from the police. This kind of direct return to the police station for interrogation and then submit it to the prosecutor's office to go through the process, the detention is If you can't run away, there is still time to say Miranda's warning during the interrogation.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the tow truck came, hoisted the motorcycle to the trailer, and then Jimmy took the rider back to the police station.

In the detention room, Jimmy untied the rider's handcuffs from behind, then let his hands go forward, and continued to handcuff them.After doing this, Jimmy started talking about the Miranda warning to him.

"I am Jimmy Young, Assistant Sheriff of the County (in principle, the police should say their full title on formal occasions, here is the Deputy Sheriff, not the Police officer, and the Police officer refers to the city police), and I am in charge of your case. You have You have the right to remain silent, and if you do not remain silent, then everything you say can be used as evidence in your court. You have the right to a lawyer at your trial. If you cannot afford a lawyer, we can give you You please one. Are you fully aware of your above-mentioned rights?"

"Yes, can I contact my lawyer now? I won't speak until the lawyer comes."

Jimmy was also a little helpless. It looked like an old fritters. He hadn't spoken on the whole journey. Now that he suddenly said this, it was obvious that he had been arrested by the police many times before.

Jimmy took the phone from outside and asked the rider to call, and he walked out, and now nothing he said was meaningful, and listening to the phone was useless, so there was no need to waste time.

After waiting for half an hour, a lawyer walked into the police station, dressed as a standard lawyer, with shiny leather shoes, a suit, a vest, shirt and tie inside the suit, meticulous hair, and a briefcase in his hand.

"Good afternoon, ma'am. I'm Shaun White, an attorney, looking for Officer Jimmy Young."

"Hi, I'm Jimmy Young."

"Officer, I'm Sean White, Alexander Terentyev's lawyer, can you take me to see him?" Attorney Sean White said with a smile.

"He's in the detention room, come with me."

Jimmy took the lawyer to the holding room and left by himself.When lawyers communicate with suspects, the police cannot interfere. At the same time, the content of their communications cannot be directly submitted as evidence, and the audio and video recordings must also be turned off.

(End of this chapter)