Jimmy is not a native American and has never participated in such a barbecue party before. He came too early. Under normal circumstances, if the specific time is not notified, the host usually prepares the ingredients and grill in the afternoon, and the guests come around evening. Jimmy arrived at around 1 p.m., and Frank could only chat with Jimmy while making his own preparations.
Jimmy asked Frank to go about his business. He lay down under the umbrella and fell asleep after a while. Being a police officer is actually very tiring. The key is that you need to be mentally tense when on duty. Accidents are very common for American police officers while on duty. If you are not careful, you can get into an accident, get injured, or even die.
After Frank discovered that Jimmy fell asleep, he stopped paying attention. He returned to the kitchen and began to organize the ingredients for the barbecue.
It was already two hours after Jimmy woke up. It was still spring and the temperature was moderate. Jimmy opened his eyes drowsily and looked at his surroundings before he remembered that he was not at home and was a guest at Frank's place.
Only a person like Jimmy could be so arrogant. It would be extremely rude to fall asleep while being a guest at someone else's home. Jimmy got up and happened to see Frank coming to the backyard carrying ingredients. He walked over to help get some and placed them next to the barbecue grill.
"Sorry, Frank, I've been a little overworked lately."
"It doesn't matter. It seems that being a police officer is not an easy job."
"Well, 12 hours of patrol time every day is indeed very tiring. But there is nothing we can do. The county police department only has so few people and cannot arrange too many shifts. Are your friends here?"
"It should be here soon. I'll go take a look in front."
Frank went into the house and went to the front of the house. After a while, he came in with an old man.
When Jimmy took a look, he had an impression that he happened to meet that park ranger on the road a few days ago.
"Hi, Jimmy, this is Pat, Pat Bright. Pat, this is Jimmy, Jimmy Young, Pulaski County Police."
"Hi, Pat, nice to meet you. Is there any problem with the goods shipped the past two days?"
"Of course, thank you for reminding me. Thank you."
Frank returned to the house where Jimmy and Pat were organizing the ingredients for the barbecue.
"Pat, is Pinnacle Mountain fun? I haven't been there yet." Jimmy started chatting with Pat as he had nothing to say.
"Of course, it's great for camping or hiking, just be careful of the wild boars deep in the woods."
"How long have you been a ranger?"
"It's been a while since I got older, and I can't do the job I did before, so I can only find some easy jobs."
"How many people are you there? I mean the rangers."
"NO, the finances are not good. There are only a few forest rangers in total, managing dozens of square kilometers of mountain forests. In fact, they just show people the way and patrol occasionally."
"That's okay, it's easy." Jimmy didn't know what to say, so the two of them kept saying this without saying a word. By the way, they sorted out the steaks and vegetables and threaded them through with steel brazes. Frank had already marinated them in advance. Okay, just put it on and you can start working later.
Frank brought four or five people over.
"Jimmy, these are my neighbors. They came here together."
Jimmy took a look, well, they were all the neighbors. They had been here once or twice before, so these people had some impressions. Everyone greeted each other.
It is normal for these people to remember Jimmy. There are only four county police officers in charge of this area. In recent times, they have been this Asian young man. Once they have seen him, they will basically not forget him quickly.
For rural areas like these in the United States, you usually see very few people. There are only one or two hundred people in a village. Anyone who looks down and does not look up must be familiar to them.
Everyone was not idle either. They all came over to help and started the barbecue, chatting with beers and flipping the food. People in the South were generally enthusiastic, and there was no discrimination against Jimmy, a Chinese-American whom he had only met a few times. They joined the chatting team together. .
Frank was busy when suddenly his cell phone rang. He answered the phone and walked out, and when he came back he brought another person with him.
Jimmy looked up and was stunned. Stallone, he must know this person. In the movies he watched since childhood, Stallone is synonymous with tough guys. The Stallone in front of him looks about 50 years old. Compared with the Suicide Squad he watched later, He was still relatively young at this time.
Without any introduction, Frank took Stallone to the side and grabbed two bottles of beer to chat. There were many people in the backyard, and it was hard to hear what they were talking about.
Jimmy touched Pat and motioned to Frank where they were. Pat took a look and said to Jimmy, "That's Barney, Frank's old friend. I haven't seen him for a long time. Come on, let's continue drinking."
Jimmy clinked the beer bottle with Pat and took a sip. At this time, his cell phone also rang.
"Director James, what's the matter?"
"Jimmy, come to the police station immediately and bring your equipment. We have an urgent mission."
"What about the rest?"
"Kag and the others have been notified, and they are all on their way back."
"Okay, I'll go back to the police station right away."
Jimmy hung up the phone, ignored Frank's chatting over there, and walked over directly.
"Hi, Frank, there's something going on at the police station. I need to go back quickly. Sorry, I can only go here today."
"Okay, if you have anything to do, go ahead and call you over for the next event."
Jimmy waved goodbye and headed out to drive back to the police station.
Half an hour later, Jimmy returned to the police station. The other teams had arrived, and Jimmy also saw a man wearing an FBI body armor.
"Now let the FBI agent talk about the case."
The FBI agent took out two photos. One was of a young Mexican man. He was a little fat, his height could not be seen, and his hair was black and slightly curly. Another photo is of a white Ford F150 pickup truck.
"Three days ago, a murder occurred in Memphis, Tennessee. 18-year-old Johnny Santiago killed his biological father and escaped in a Ford F150.
When Memphis surveillance cameras last captured him, he was fleeing westward. Based on investigations in areas along the way, we have reason to believe that Johnny has not yet escaped Little Rock.
Someone from the LRPD has been notified, and I am now asking the county police to patrol around Little Rock, pay attention to this suspect, and report him immediately if you find him.
Please note that the suspect carries at least one pistol and an M14 rifle. Both of these guns are owned by his father and are no longer in his home. We have reason to suspect that the suspect carries them with him.
The suspect's father was a policeman who served for 10 years. According to other people's testimony, the suspect has practiced shooting with his father since he was a child. Please treat him as a high-risk suspect. His marksmanship may be very accurate. Please be safe, everyone. "
The FBI took out a few photos from the bag, distributed them to Jimmy and the others, then took out a map and began to assign areas to everyone.
Director James saw that everyone had received it, "Everyone, you are facing a suspect who is armed with a gun to kill people. The most important thing is to protect yourself. If you find the suspect, report it immediately. We have a large number of brothers distributed around the entire city and will be able to provide support soon. Everyone goes Get an M16 for self-defense. A shotgun has no advantage over an M14. Especially you, Jimmy, you know what I'm going to say."
"Yes, sir!"
Jimmy went to the lounge to change into his police uniform and equipment, received the patrol equipment and went out. The others dispersed according to their respective areas of responsibility.
