After the LRPD officers handcuffed the suspect, they called an ambulance. Jimmy asked them to call another one. He was a little doubtful whether he would have a broken bone. The punch he just took made Jimmy's forearm hurt to this day, but it still doesn't hurt. Relatively speaking, the right hand and right arm where I fired the gun just now are slightly better than the left arm.
After the ambulance arrived, Jimmy and the suspect were sent to a nearby hospital for examination. Jimmy took a picture. Sure enough, there was a slight bone fracture in his left forearm. There was no sign of bone fracture in his right forearm from the film. Jimmy had been a police officer for one year. The first injury in many years came.
Jimmy chose a splint for his left arm instead of a cast, which was too troublesome. After fixing his left arm, Jimmy asked the LRPD police officers to drive him back to the county police headquarters in his county police cruiser.
Jimmy returned to the police station as a wounded man and immediately became the focus. Even in the previous 1V5 shootout, Jimmy was intact. This time he was doing support, but he came back as a one-armed young man.
Director James was also shocked. He came out to ask a few questions, and then gave Jimmy a day off and asked him to go back and rest.
The minor bone fracture is not particularly serious. According to the doctor's requirements, Jimmy needs to take 2 weeks off. Then he will remove the clamp and take a radiograph to confirm. If there is no problem, he can return to work.
After the LRPD officers sent Jimmy over, they did not leave directly. He had to wait for other officers to take him back when they passed by. Jimmy left his police uniform and equipment at the police station, changed into the civilian clothes he left at the police station, took his armpit holster and revolver with him, and prepared to go home.
When he saw the LRPD police officer, Jimmy suddenly had an idea.
"Hey, brother, can you help me? Take my car and take me to the LRPD. I want to see the information on today's suspect."
Jimmy still cares very much about the person who injured him for the first time. Although this buddy was also shot twice, which can be regarded as revenge for himself, but understanding his situation can also be regarded as commemorating his first injury.
"sure."
Jimmy's own Mercury was in the parking lot of the police station. It was still late winter or early spring. Jimmy's car had been parked at the police station for a while, but it didn't have any minor problems like the summer sun exposure. The LPRD police officer took Jimmy to the police station. When he arrived at the LRPD headquarters, Jimmy went directly to the familiar Superintendent Ted Holman. It was easy to get things done with an acquaintance, and besides, he still owed him a favor from a previous mission.
"Hey, Superintendent Ted, I'm going to trouble you again this time."
"Hey Jimmy, what's up?"
"The boxer just now, this is the souvenir he left for me. Can you show me his information? This is the first time I have been injured and been admitted to the hospital since I was a police officer."
"FK. This is your first time being injured? Are you okay with so many eucalyptus before? Monster. No problem. Just wait for a while and I'll go check the information."
Superintendent Ted has cooperated with Jimmy not once or twice. They are also acquaintances. They still meet Jimmy's request. What's more, it was thanks to Jimmy that Mark Reitz was caught this time.
After a while, Superintendent Ted printed out a copy of Mark Reitz's information and handed it to Jimmy.
"Don't take it away. Leave it to me after reading it. The first time I injured the butcher is worth remembering."
Jimmy took the information and sat directly on Ted's desk to read it in retaliation.
Mark Reitz, a former UFC fighter, was born in 1966. He participated in UFC competitions from 1994 to 1997 and had no winning record. He retired in 1998.
Jimmy was really shocked that a UFC fighter who had been retired for 2 or 3 years still had such strong attacking power.
He always thought that relying on his talents of mind and revolver, he should at least be beyond ordinary people. His current reputation was basically based on his golden finger of rebirth. After this injury, he really felt that he needed to strengthen. For a while, especially combat training and anti-hit training.
Jimmy put the information on Superintendent Ted's desk, stood up, and was about to leave, when Mark Reitz's belongings had already been collected.
Jimmy also wanted to see what this kind of boxer brought with him, so he followed Superintendent Ted shamelessly, watching him open the evidence bags one by one and check them to match the evidence registration records.
Suddenly Jimmy found something familiar. It was a metal card, which looked like a copper plate. There was a silver-gray coat of arms on it, with a standing lion in the middle, two streamers below, and the words on the streamers. I don’t know, “aurum” and “divitiae”. Below the ribbon are the four numbers 1890.
Card Jimmy had never seen this coat of arms before, but he had seen it in the bar next to the county police station. It should be on a cabinet with this pattern.
“Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding.” Superintendent Ted’s phone rang. After he answered the phone, he showed a twisted expression on his face. Superintendent Ted hung up the phone and looked at Jimmy without speaking.
Jimmy felt a little nervous when Ted stared at him, and it was such a weird atmosphere.
"what happened?"
"Jimmy, you are our lucky star. This Mark Reitz fingerprint matched a murder case. In 1998, a woman was murdered in a Miami apartment. It was extracted from evidence left at the scene. A prisoner’s fingerprint was found, and it was just confirmed through the criminal fingerprint database that Mark Reitz’s fingerprint matches that of the case.”
Jimmy's mind was buzzing. Damn it, if I had known this was a murderer, I would have chased him, so I just shot him, and I didn't get hurt this time.
Jimmy: "Should this case be handed over to Miami?"
Ted: "Wait a minute, I'm going to report this to the higher-ups and see what the higher-ups decide."
Jimmy: "OK, if you have any follow-up, please tell me. You have my phone number."
Jimmy said goodbye to Superintendent Ted and drove away from the LRPD police station.
Jimmy only suffered a broken bone in his left arm, and the pain in his right arm has dissipated. Although it is not safe to drive with one hand now, there is nothing he can do. He can't let the police take him home.
Jimmy got a big leave this time, but unfortunately, as a wounded soldier, he now doesn't even have the chance to go to the bar. He didn't really want to go to the bar near the apartment. It was a bit messy. If something happened to him now, he wouldn't be able to protect himself well, and the bar he frequented was near the police station and was too far away.
The only thing Jimmy can do now is rest at home, study, and learn about the Bible. But he will go out tomorrow. Director James told him before that if he kills the suspect, he needs to go to the church to confess. This time, Jimmy plans to go too. Once you visit, you will be treated as a familiar face.
The next day, Jimmy drove to the church. Jimmy walked into the church, found an apprentice monk, and asked if Father Luo Yint was inside. The apprentice went in to inform the priest, and Jimmy went directly into the confessional.
A few minutes later, Father Luo Yint also entered the confessional.
"Father, I have some troubles. Yesterday I arrested a suspect for assaulting the police and shot and seriously injured him. However, I later learned that he was a criminal who committed a murder a few years ago. I regretted it very much yesterday. I regretted not being able to kill him on the spot. he."
"All of this is the Lord's will. The Lord is testing you, whether you have lost your original intention, and He is also testing Him, whether He is worthy of redemption. Don't worry, you have completed what you should do, and leave the rest to others Man. The Lord will bless his people."
The priest said a few words casually and left the confessional. It was obvious that Jimmy was just here to join in the fun, and Father Royte was not stupid.
Jimmy completed his mission of appearing and bubbling, and also left the confessional and went home to recuperate.
A few days later, Jimmy's arm no longer hurt at all. Jimmy made an appointment with the doctor to go to the hospital to take a X-ray, and then got good news. It might be Jimmy's physical problem. His recovery speed was very good, although there were still some slight bone injuries. There are cracks, but everything is moving towards a good place.
After coming out of the hospital, Jimmy decided to go to the bar next to the police station.
The card from Mark Reitz made him very concerned. He had only seen that pattern in the bar, and he had never seen the same one elsewhere. Could it be that Mark Reitz was a special member of the bar? What's the relationship between them?
Because it was still early, Jimmy drove to the police station first, read a book in the police station and passed the time in a daze, and then walked to the bar in the evening.
Jimmy still chose to sit at the bar.
"Justin, give me a drink."
"Oh, Jimmy, I haven't seen you for a few days. What happened to your left arm?"
The bartender gave him a glass of Glenlivet whiskey, which, of course, belonged to Jimmy himself.
"I arrested a criminal and was injured. I went to the hospital today and it's almost healed. It can be dismantled in a week at most."
"God bless you, your profession is too dangerous."
Jimmy shrugged. Obviously God bless you is the mantra of many people here in the United States. Although he is a believer in the Lord in name, he actually knows how much he believes.
Jimmy picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and then began to observe the surroundings with his inner eye. The space he observed before seemed to have not changed. The space behind the wine rack seemed to have more things than before, but it was normal. It had been many days since he last came here. Before.
The hidden spaces on the surrounding walls are still the same as before, and the pistol is stored in them. The shadows are easy to distinguish, and there are no changes. It seems that the surrounding spaces are really spare spaces. As long as nothing is wrong, no one will touch them.
The coat of arms found in the bar before was not in a conspicuous place, but inside the bar, in the row of cabinets and ice-making equipment under the wine rack. There was a nameplate about 10cm high on the door of one of the cabinets. It was with Jimmy from Mark. ·The picture on the card that Ryze saw was the same, except that this one had a dark brown background that was consistent with the color of the cabinet, and a silver-gray coat of arms.
Jimmy saw that no one was coming now and the bartender was relatively free, so he spoke.
"Justin, I have a question. Is that the nameplate of the cabinet? Which company is it from? I've never seen this logo before."
Jimmy pointed to the lion plaque and looked at the bartender.
The bartender turned around and looked at where Jimmy was pointing, and said without changing his face: "Ah, you said this, this is the logo of a club. They provide professional customization services. As long as you make a request, they will design it themselves and provide it for the club." Members provide solutions and products, which are of course very expensive.”
"Oh? What can be customized? High-end furniture?"
"Everything is available. Club members ask for it and they set the price based on their request. The service is very good."
"Really? That's great. I will buy a house in the future. How about you help me contact you to customize some furniture? I like this logo."
"Oh, that's not possible. They only accept customized services from members. You can't contact them if you're not a member."
"Can't you place an order for me? How can I become their member?"
"This is more difficult. Their membership is by invitation. I am not qualified to invite you yet."
"Okay. I understand. It seems that I can only go to the market to buy finished furniture."
Jimmy finished the glass, pressed a note at the bottom of the glass, said hello and left.
Jimmy has no doubt that the lion icon is the icon of a high-end club. In the United States, there are so many different clubs, and there are too many secret clubs and teams to count, and there are even various conspiracy theories. , such as Freemasonry, Skull and Bones, Knights Templar and so on.
Jimmy has no intention of getting to the bottom of this club, but he is indeed considering whether he can join a few clubs so that he can have a place to hang out during his breaks so as not to become a homebody.
Jimmy doesn't have any special hobbies now. Others play golf, squash and other sports, and he has basically never been exposed to them. This should be considered carefully.
After resting for a few more days, Jimmy went to the hospital again. After taking the X-ray, the doctor announced that he had fully recovered. As long as he paid attention to not getting injured again in the next few days, he could go to work without worries.
Director James was really concerned about Jimmy's injury. Although the doctor announced that Jimmy was healed, he still granted an extra week of rest time for Jimmy to take a good rest.
Jimmy will definitely not refuse this kind of sick leave. He is not in a hurry to go to work and earn wages. It is a good thing to have a reasonable and legal rest. In addition, now that his arm is healed, he comes to the bar again to see if he can have fun.
The fulfilling and busy third week came to an end soon. Although Jimmy couldn't do too much exercise, it still relieved his physiological needs, but there were not many opportunities.
Returning to the police station, Jimmy was resurrected with full health. After clocking in, Jimmy contacted the dispatch center, changed his status, and then prepared to continue his boring study life. Most of his studies at home were spent on teachings. It's time to change your mind and adjust your mood.
However, his plan was interrupted again. After only a few minutes of connection, the dispatch center gave new instructions. This time it was not to support the LRPD, but to the northwest division of the county police.
Noah, the unlucky guy, failed to control the PIT properly when chasing the car, causing him to deviate from the right emergency lane, rush to the side of the road and hit a telephone pole, and the car being chased also rolled over due to loss of control.
Fortunately, during the car chase, he notified Superintendent Kagg to provide support from behind, otherwise it would have been really dangerous. Fortunately, Kagg even notified the ambulance and sent him to the hospital along with the driver involved.
Jimmy was there to replace Noah and Karg. Noah went into the hospital, and Karg had to deal with the driver involved. The northwest division was suddenly short of manpower.
Jimmy drove the police car and left the headquarters. He first went to the hospital to see Noah. Fortunately, it was not serious. The air bag deployed normally and saved him. He only had soft tissue contusion and a slight concussion. He just needed to rest for a while.
Jimmy returned to the road, still in Kager's style. Now the drivers on the road have no major problems, but many minor problems.
Traveling near Highway 30, Jimmy found a Jaguar convertible that had made an illegal U-turn. Although it was already over February, the temperature was not too high. Even with the convertible open in this temperature, the driver was still bald. He was also a warrior.
Jimmy followed behind and made a solid U-turn, turned on the police lights and siren, and signaled to stop on the roadside.
The driver cooperated and parked the car on the side of the road, keeping his hands on the steering wheel. Jimmy looked at the car carefully and found nothing wrong with it. Then he walked over and suddenly felt something was wrong.
The driver looked to be in his 30s, white, with a bald head. What struck Jimmy was the barcode on the back of his head.
In his impression, there is a movie where the protagonist looks like this.
"Hi, sir, I stopped you because you made a U-turn illegally on the solid line just now. Please show your driver's license and vehicle registration card."
"The Point Guard Is Here"
"OK."
"your name?"
"Tobias Ripert, here is my driver's license and vehicle registration card."
"Hold on."
Jimmy returned to the police car with his driver's license and vehicle registration card, and verified through the dispatch center that the information was normal. He issued a violation ticket, walked over, explained the ticket, and let him go.
When explaining the ticket, Jimmy looked carefully and saw that there was only one box for the passenger in the car, and the driver's clothes were relatively close-fitting. As a result, all the pictures he saw with his mind's eye were black, and he could not tell whether he was carrying a suitcase or not. arms.
Jimmy got into the police car and continued patrolling on the road. At the same time, he recalled what the familiar impression was. After a while, Jimmy broke out in a cold sweat. He remembered the general content of the movie, a killer who belonged to an organization. They There are many people with bald heads and barcodes in the organization.
Isn't it right? Jimmy parked the police car on a small road. Is he possessed by a disaster star? How could I encounter such a ruthless person even when I went out on patrol at short notice?
Fortunately, the other party had no intention of taking action. In the movie, he was very capable. Whether it was firearms or fighting, he would definitely have no problem dealing with a little policeman like him.
Jimmy thought about his experiences during this period, and the more he thought about it, the more headache he got. It seemed that he had been unlucky since the end of last year.
On Christmas Day, I encountered a strange murderer. I escorted the prisoner and saw the prisoner escaping. The FBI's 4-on-9 team left a possible revenge for the Baca family. A murderer was killed some time ago, and another killer was discovered this time.
Isn’t it a bit abnormal that all these things were concentrated in less than 2 months?
Jimmy wondered if there was something he hadn't noticed. Was there something special going on here in Little Rock?
Of course, it may also have something to do with Jimmy himself. As a reborn person, according to what I have seen before, reborn people are troublemakers, and big things will always happen around reborn people.
Jimmy was a little worried. He called Kagg and returned to the county police headquarters in advance. If there was nothing special, he didn't plan to go out casually for the time being.
Jimmy has turned down all the simple calls sent by the dispatch center. Fortunately, because he complained and Director James contacted the dispatch center before, Jimmy now receives very few calls every day, and ordinary ones don't matter.
After get off work, Jimmy did not choose to drive the police car home directly. Instead, he changed his status with the dispatch center, changed his clothes and went to the bar.
At this time, drinking a few drinks and finding someone to entertain you is a good way to solve problems. Just relying on your own nonsense will really scare people to death.
The bartender Justin also saw that Jimmy was not in a very good mood, because he was usually a well-spoken boy, but today he was a little too settled.
Justin: "Hey Jimmy, what's up?"
Jimmy: "It's nothing, I just feel unlucky recently, as if something is about to happen."
Justin: "I can't help you with this. If you are suffering from bad luck, maybe you can consider going to church?"
Jimmy: "Church, I just went there a few days ago and didn't feel any problem."
A middle-aged uncle next to him suddenly spoke: "A young man, an interesting young man, all his worries are nothing more than two things, money and women. Boy, look where you are, this kind of place can solve half of your problems." trouble."
Jimmy turned his head and glanced at the middle-aged man. He raised his glass and clinked it with him. "Good advice, I like it." Then he drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp.
"Justin, have another drink."
Jimmy turned to the middle-aged man and asked, "Hey, you said half of your worries can be solved here, but where's the other half?"
The middle-aged man put down his glass and thought for a moment, "Maybe, rob a bank?"
Jimmy and the middle-aged man both laughed. In a place like a bar, sometimes you can meet interesting people casually.
Jimmy: "Robbing a bank won't solve my problems. My problems are with it, not the money."
Middle-aged man: "Above? Oh, I know. That's quite troublesome. Those people are just like K9, they will chase people after smelling them and bite them."
Jimmy: "Hahaha, K9, well said, cheers."
Jimmy and the middle-aged man took another sip.
Jimmy: "I'm going to take care of half of today's troubles. Wish me luck."
Jimmy took the glass and left the bar.
After a while, Jimmy returned to the bar with an empty glass. The interesting middle-aged man had left. Jimmy didn't want to investigate him, but if he could call a dog a K9, it would most likely be someone from the police or the army. Police dogs and military dogs are both called K9.
"Justin, have another drink."
The bartender Justin poured Jimmy another drink and gave Jimmy a card. "I'm sorry for what you just said. If it's really the problem above, you can call this phone and tell me what I introduced you to."
Jimmy took the card and looked at Justin, "Explain it. Justin."
Justin: "Don't worry, my bar is open here and I won't run away. Make that call and your problem will be solved."
Jimmy stared at Justin for a while, then he smiled, put the card in his pocket, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and left the bar.
Justin is not simple, and neither is this bar. Jimmy originally thought that there was no trouble in this bar because he opened it next to the police station, but now it seems that it is a little different from what he thought.
He has been coming to the bar for a year, and he has known Justin for almost a year. He has never behaved abnormally before, but today, just by accidentally saying something, he made him analyze a lot of things, and then gave himself a Making a phone call to solve a problem doesn't seem like something a bartender should be able to do.
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Sorry, I originally wanted to add another one, but I overestimated my coding speed. I only have 6,000 words today.
