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

Chapter 28 Butcher Patrolman
Compared to the previous Code 3 command, which represented an emergency and required the use of police lights and sirens and was exempt from traffic rules, the Code 2-HIGH command is the next level of emergency.

Probably under emergency and above routine events.

According to relevant notices, Code 2-HIGH also has a suspected meaning.

This means that the person who called the police said that he heard gunshots, but was he mistaken in hearing the gunshots? Or was there indeed a sign of shooting, but was it just someone practicing shooting or something?
Of course, there are also cases where the situation directly turns into an emergency.

This requires the patrol officer to investigate personally.

"How is it?" Will also heard the incoming report.

"Do you want me?"

Eric knew what he meant, glanced at the police computer, looked at the display on the map, and shrugged.

"You should eat well first. Besides me, there are other brothers."

Just as Eric said, through the arrangement of the dispatch center, some relevant police instructions were also transmitted over the radio.

"This is 10-Adam-8, receiving and responding, approaching 39th Street east of Watts."

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It seems that the dispatch center is also afraid that this Code 2-HIGH police incident involving a firearm will be upgraded to a Code 3 emergency.

Generally speaking, emergencies basically mean that the suspect not only has dangerous weapons, but has also taken related dangerous actions and caused destructive consequences to the surrounding area.

Will touched his forehead with his fingers and said, "OK! We'll be there soon."

Eric nodded, watched him drive away, then picked up the walkie-talkie.

"10-Adam-11, read it!"

After that, Eric said calmly, "Hold on tight!"

But Annie, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had already grabbed the safety armrest by the door after she finished speaking.

hum!
Just as she thought, Eric stepped on the accelerator and gave her a hard push on the back.

The Explorer patrol car sped away.

Compared to the Code 3 instruction, Code 2-HIGH does require some consideration of traffic issues.

But Eric's driving skills have been honed to level 4 proficiency through two years of training, and he has enough strength to perform rapid speed-up and maneuvering.

At the same time, according to the display on the map, when he saw that there was a lot of traffic ahead, he chose to take a shortcut and headed straight for the small road on the side of the block, instead of following the route on the map.

This series of professional operations stunned Annie, and she intuitively felt what Daves said about one of the trump cards of the West Canyon Police Department.

Eric had a calm expression on his face. He pressed the accelerator with his right foot to control the police car that seemed to be out of control. He turned to the right lane easily and quickly. He took a moment to glance at the rearview mirror and looked at the silly-faced rookie reflected in the mirror. He raised his eyebrows and said.

"You'd better not do what I did."

Annie was already tense, and when she heard this, she subconsciously asked, "Why?"

"Because some neighborhoods are very dangerous, for example, this neighborhood is actually controlled by a gang called the West Coast Wolf Clan, and they don't welcome patrol officers coming here."

Eric said, pointing to a certain direction on the side of the street in the distance, and continued.

"See? These people are from the West Coast Wolf Clan."

Annie looked in the direction Eric pointed.

In a secluded corner of the street, seven or eight dark-skinned young Latinos stood, some standing, some squatting, their faces filled with uninhibited arrogance. Their loose T-shirts were casually draped, some even deliberately unbuttoned to reveal their tattoos.

The pants are worn in all kinds of strange ways, some hang below the hips, revealing a large part of the underwear, and some even have loose waistbands.

What’s important is that these people kept their eyes fixed on the police car, and their expressions were quite unfriendly.

She looked at Eric with a question in her eyes.

"Are you wondering why I'm not afraid?" Eric smiled.

"Because I once gave their boss a good kick in the ass,

Also, even though they seem very fierce, they will still have great concerns if they really want to attack the police. At least they will ask their boss before taking action.

And they will naturally tell their boss who the police are who have entered their territory."

Annie frowned, not understanding what was meant, but Eric had already stopped talking and steered the car past the group of young people.

At the moment the car came into contact with this group of people, Annie suddenly discovered that the expressions of four of the seven or eight Latinos changed drastically when they saw Eric.

She was stunned for a moment, as if she understood something.

"What's wrong? Boss."

The younger brothers around him could naturally see the change in their group leader's expression.

"Fuck! How could it be him!"

The team leader, who looked older, couldn't help but curse as he watched the police car quickly disappear at the intersection.

One of the younger brothers didn't understand and subconsciously said, "We saw his face clearly just now. Should we give this damn policeman a warning and a lesson? Tell him to stop hanging around here!"

"Do you want me? Shut your stinky mouth!" The team leader looked at the younger brother who spoke and cursed in a low voice.

The younger brother who spoke was stunned for a moment, wondering why the boss who had just told him about some cruel things he had done suddenly changed.

"Did you see the patrolman clearly just now?" the team leader asked in a deep voice.

The younger brothers nodded.

Seeing the confusion in his brothers' eyes, the team leader said in a deep voice:
"Do you know what the patrolman's name is among us old people?"

The younger brothers looked at each other.

The team leader took a deep breath and said, "Patrolman Butcher, anyone who has offended him is dead."

The calm words fell into the ears of these younger brothers. As their boss spoke in a heavy tone, they inexplicably felt a creepy feeling and a smell of blood.

"In the past, some core members of gangs died mysteriously at home. Their deaths were unclear, and no one knew how they died. No one knew who attacked them.

The important thing is that it turned out that the dead people all had disputes with this patrolman, and everyone believed that this patrolman was the one who did it behind the scenes.
But why is he still alive and well? It's not because he is a policeman, but because he is ruthless and strong enough.
So remember this clearly, don't mess with this guy, or you'll die inexplicably, and no one will help you call the police or avenge you."

At this point, the team leader looked at the stiff expressions of his younger brothers and barely managed to hold back from telling them the legend that his boss's boss seemed to have been severely beaten by this patrolman.

Annie didn't know about these conversations, but she secretly looked at Eric who looked calm, and she could also sense something from the changes in the expressions of those Latinos just now.

This man must have done something to the West Coast Wolf Clan gang. He must have many secrets that she doesn't know about!

Annie felt extremely curious.

(End of this chapter)