life as a police officer in america

Montana, USA, Polson City, north of the Flathead River, on Highway 7 next to the small town of Aslagumen.

Wang Dengming was lying lazily in the police car, with his feet high on the steering wheel.

There was a green dog's tail grass in his mouth, and his eyes were a little messy.

It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense at all. It's so well hidden, why can't you catch a car?

From eight o'clock in the morning to four o'clock in the afternoon, eight hours, he had been waiting for almost a day. This was a rhythm with no results.

His car was hidden deep in a dense white oak forest on the side of the road, looking mysterious and mysterious. If the passing cars didn't look carefully, no one would notice that there was a police car hidden in the trees.

In order to cooperate with the city police department's raid on speeding, his immediate boss, Barak, asked him to complete 100 speeding tickets this month. If he failed to meet the standard, this month's bonus would be forfeited.

Today is May 23rd, a few days before the end of the month, and he has just issued nine fines.

Despicable Barak!

He spit out the dogtail grass, cursed, and prepared to urinate.

Just as he was about to unbuckle his seat belt, suddenly, a black Jeep Grand Cherokee flashed past his eyes. When he looked at the on-board speedometer, hey, your second uncle finally caught one!

He quickly pressed the switch on the red, yellow and blue row of police lights on the roof of the car, stepped down, and pressed the accelerator almost to the bottom. The police car was like a crazy wild horse. With the low roar of the engine, it sped out of the woods and rushed forward.

Get on the road.

Come on, my dear, let's run and see who can run faster.

He quickly caught up with the car.

In China, when chasing a speeding vehicle, the police will usually hold a big horn and yell: Who is who, pull over, pull over, pull over and stop.

Not here, according to US traffic laws, as long as the police car is following you like a ghost behind with its lights on, you have to pull over obediently, sit quietly in the car, and wait for the police to interrogate and fine you.

After the jeep in front saw the police car, it turned on its turn signal, slowly pulled to the side of the road, and stopped. Well, everything was normal, and it was finally possible to break through the zero-egg mark today.

Wang Dengming came to the car and took the ticket. The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties.

"Friend, do you know that I have been waiting for you all day?"

He said while issuing the ticket.

The driver smiled and replied: "Yeah, brother, I knew you were waiting here, so I came over quickly."

Wang Dengming stopped writing and was about to say a few words when suddenly his cell phone rang.

The phone call came from my colleague Kading Lei from the police station.

"Wang, Barak was killed. Just now, the suspect was driving a black jeep with car number xxxxxx. It was heading in your direction. Pay attention to the interception. Pay attention to the interception!"

The black jeep, with the car number, was not the car in front of me. Before Wang Dengming could recover, the driver did not make any sign, stretched out his hand, held a pistol and opened fire on him!

Hold!

Wang Dengming twisted around like lightning and threw himself on the ground. The moment he fell to the ground, he fought back. Due to the angle, his shot hit the car shell.

The suspect did not expect that the policeman was so agile and could dodge at such a close distance. He also did not expect that the fastest drawing speed of this arrogant card-copying patrol officer was 0.1 seconds, and he often won the first place in competitions.

One person.

As soon as the shot missed, the panicked suspect stepped on the accelerator and tried to run away. Wang Dengming stood up, and without waiting for the jeep to accelerate, he immediately fired wildly at the jeep. Within four seconds, all sixteen bullets in the gun were used.

He succeeded!

A bullet penetrated the rear windshield and hit the suspect in the head!

Two weeks later, the city police department commended Wang Dengming for his brave and resourceful behavior and appointed him as the Sheriff of Alaska to replace his original boss, Barak, to maintain the security of the town.

Today is Wang Dengming's fifth day as police chief. He is lying comfortably on the crocodile leather chair in his office. The chair is really nice, comfortable, soft, and has a nice coolness. This position will be his from now on.

In other words, after coming to the United States for three years, he finally became a police sergeant from an ordinary police officer. He was promoted. Although it was only a small promotion, it was still a small achievement.

However, after the little excitement, two troublesome things, both big and small, followed.

The first thing was that the person who killed Barak was an escaped prisoner. The escaped prisoner who committed theft was sent to prison by Barak himself. Barak was shot seven times. The scene was a bit scary. Wang Dengming thought about it.

, it is really unlucky to succeed Barak as the new sheriff of the town.

He felt a strange sense of unsteadiness in his heart that he had never felt before, just like a person walking on a piece of unevenly thin ice, always worried that he would fall into an ice hole and be unable to climb out if he stepped on the thin ice.

I need to get something to ward off evil spirits. What should I do?

He carefully considered it all night and finally decided to invite the Second Master Guan. The Second Master Guan was very evil and could be suppressed.

So he asked someone to mail him a three-foot-five-foot-tall gilded statue of Guan Gong from China. However, Guan Erye has not come yet. The man who mailed it told him: Customs will not let Guan Erye pass through, saying it is contraband.

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The second thing is Asla Gumeng Town. The town is too small and the location is too remote. There are only a few thousand people in the entire town. His police station house and a small roadside inn where pheasants are hidden

There is no difference in size.

If it weren't for the American flag hanging on the roof and the word "Police Station" written on the wooden sign at the door, no one would believe that this was the town's police station.

Because of this, there were only three police officers in the entire Asla Gumeng Town Police Department. Barak was killed. Kadinglei, an old police officer, was gloriously killed again on the third day after Barak was killed.

After retirement, currently, only Wang Dengming is left in the police station.

As a police officer who is equivalent to the director of a police station, how can it be done if there are no soldiers under him?

So, he applied to the city police station to transfer two police officers. After two days of talking, the city police station reluctantly agreed, but said that the police force was really tight and they wanted to transfer one first.

Wang Dengming said, no problem. Since he is one person, he just needs to send a cadre to come. He put forward his own requirements, which are very low. The conditions that the visitor must meet: do not drink.

The rest is up to you.

The above said, no problem, dear Mr. Sheriff.

Today is the day when the new police officers come to report. Originally, the city police station called and said that the new police officers would come to report at eight o'clock in the morning. It was already eleven o'clock and there was still no sign of anyone. Wang Dengming felt that such a police officer must be there.

You're not a good person. You're just putting on airs for your superiors for the first time. Just wait, you'll see something good.

It was 12:15 noon, and it was past the off-duty time. It seemed that the new police officer would not be coming. If he had changed his mind midway and was not coming, he was going to make a phone call to find out.

Suddenly, his door was knocked open with a bang, which startled him so much that he put his right hand on the holster of his gun.

A policeman carrying a black suitcase appeared in front of him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you Sheriff Wang?"

"Yes, you are?"

"Hello, Chief Wang, trainee police officer Jones Medi of the City Police Department, number xxxxxx, has been ordered to report!"

The visitor's legs swished together, a standard police salute, and his eyes were level, waiting for him to speak.

Wang Dengming blinked a few times and said, "Female? I didn't call you female."

"Chief, you said you wanted to find someone who doesn't drink, so the city police department sent me!"

Wang Dengming scratched his head and said: "Even if you are a woman, you can't send me an intern. What do you think this is, a police academy or a training base?"

At this time, Jones-Medy's face was covered in sweat, her breath was not yet even, and her chest was heaving violently. It was obvious that she had rushed here in a hurry.

After listening to Wang Dengming's words, Jones Medi took a few deep breaths, tried to keep his tone calm, and said: "I'm sorry, Sheriff, I shouldn't be late, I apologize to you, but!"

But then, she paused.

Wang Dengming tilted his head and signaled her not to say anything else.

"But! You shouldn't doubt my abilities. In fact, I personally think that my abilities are definitely out of proportion to a small town like this."

"Hmm, proportion?"

The first feeling Jones Medi gave Wang Dengming was that he was confused.

This is a real beauty: a delicate and rosy face, with no trace of makeup or powder, blue eyes, as mysterious and attractive as those of a Persian cat, and fair and tender skin that seems to be ready to be screwed out at any time.

Bring some water.

In terms of appearance, no matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like a police officer, especially her tall and well-proportioned, plump and toned figure, which gives people a wild sense of soaring even when standing still. Her proportions are just right, the golden ratio.

She should be a model or a star.

Only, she has a decisive and fierce aura, and she does not hide it. From her tightly closed, three-dimensional sexy lips, Wang Dengming can clearly feel this.

Coupled with her brand-new gray-black police uniform and impressive octagonal police hat, she has a heroic and domineering air.

Okay, I admit, you are a policeman who distracts me. Wang Dengming thought.

"What's your name?"

"Jones Medi."

"Jones Medi, well, you don't want to come, so why are you here again?'

"I must obey the orders of the city police department! Of course, Sheriff, if you don't want to, you can transfer me immediately."

After Jones Medi finished speaking, his body was still upright, his abdomen was drawn in and his chest was raised, his eyes were level and forward, his pupils were fixed, and he did not look at Wang Dengming at all.

"Okay, of course I can transfer you. I'll make a call now."

Wang Dengming's hand reached for the telephone, dialing the number with his fingers, clicking, clicking, clicking, clicking, but his eyes squinted at Jones Medi.

Jones-Medy's pupils finally turned, staring down at the red phone. When the phone just rang, she reached out and cut off the phone with one finger: "Chief, don't you really want to listen to me?"

Explain why I'm late?"

The eyes of the two people were like fighting cocks, staring at each other. In the end, Wang Dengming blinked first and stretched out his generous and powerful right hand: "Okay, you win, welcome to Asla Gumeng Town."