Jimmy finds a food truck to settle his lunch, finds a back road with tacos and burgers, parks the police car in the shade, and starts his lunch.

Today's events are really sad, and it has not been smooth since yesterday, first the murderer was not found, and then the person he worked so hard to chase was taken away, and there are so many small problems in the new patrol area to look upset.

That Cadillac bastard is definitely a big fish, it's really a shame that he didn't interrogate overnight last night, not everyone can get two passports, this kind of person must have a big problem to dig into.

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

After being a police officer for so long, Jimmy has not handled a single major case, it is all trivial, except for the three people he killed, of course.

Look at the scenery of those policemen in the movie, they are all gangsters, drug lords, murders, etc., not to mention promotions and salary increases, at least it makes people's blood boil, look at yourself, driving on the road patrol, catching speeding, car accidents, fake license plates and the like, the gap is too big, I thought it was just because I was a trainee patrol officer, and now I have been promoted, or do these.

Cage has been working in the police department for more than 20 years, and he still has to drive to patrol the road, thinking about Cag's fat appearance, Jimmy seems to have seen himself 20 years later.

It was terrifying, Jimmy quickly shook off this thought, he didn't dare to imagine what the future would be like for 20 years of patrolling like this.

Jimmy discarded those thoughts and went back to the police car after lunch. Because the rear seat and the front seat of the police car have been reinforced, the driver's seat of the police car can not be folded down like a family car, and can only sleep on the back of the seat for a while, and cannot be put down to sleep on the seat, so it is very uncomfortable to sleep in the car, but the rest time last night was too short, so it was enough to make do with squinting for a while.

In the afternoon, Jimmy woke up and was in the car for a while before starting the police car and returning to the highway to start patrolling.

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

A speeding Harley-Davidson motorcycle, the iconic crooked handlebars, the rider is white, middle-aged, bearded, studded leather jacket, pointed shoes, these characteristics can basically conclude that this guy is part of a motorcycle gang, there is no icon on the back of the leather jacket, there is no way to tell which gang it is, or it is possible that he is just a low-level gang member and has not yet received clothes with badges.

To add, there are many motorcycle gangs in the United States, and decades of development have divided their respective spheres of influence, and in order to avoid the state of chaos in the 6 and 70s, each gang has a general range and does not invade each other. There is a clear hierarchy within the gang, and gangs and ranks are distinguished according to tattoos, insignia on clothes.

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

The rider saw that there was a police car behind him, turned directly at the next intersection, and then accelerated to escape, Jimmy followed the turn, accelerated, followed more than ten meters away, and couldn't follow too closely, in case he touched the motorcycle, even if it was just a rub, Jimmy couldn't escape being prosecuted.

Today wasn't Jimmy's lucky day, the motorcycle was out of sight, and in the wilderness, especially in the wooded countryside of Arkansas, it was too difficult to chase the motorcycle, and he could always get through all kinds of corners.

Jimmy could only turn off the police lights and siren, and slowly walked back to the road, and ran into the motorcycle at an intersection, and as soon as the police lights and sirens turned on, the motorcycle was probably frightened, and suddenly turned around and fell on the side of the road.

To his surprise, Jimmy immediately stopped and pulled out his gun and shouted at the rider, "Don't move!" Show me your hands! ”

The rider raised his hand to indicate that he had no weapon in his hand, and then walked to the side of the road on his own, lying on the ground, putting his hands on his lower back, and interlacing them together, without Jimmy's instructions, which was skillful and distressing, how many times had he been caught.

Jimmy was also a little confused, walked over and handcuffed him, then pulled him up and searched his body, and put him in the back seat of the police car.

Jimmy returned to the driver's seat, contacted the dispatch center by radio, sent a trailer over, and waited where he was. Now is not the time for interrogation, so Miranda warns that there is no need to say.

If it's just speeding, a ticket will be done, but the motorcycle rider doesn't stop, but accelerates to escape, that is, fleeing from the police felony, this kind of direct return to the police station for interrogation and then submit to the prosecutor's office to go through the process, detention can't run, and it's too late to warn Miranda during interrogation.

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

In the detention cell, Jimmy untied the rider's handcuffs from behind his back, then asked him to put his hands forward and continue to put them on. After doing this, Jimmy began to tell him about Miranda's warning.

"I'm Jimmy Young, the assistant county sheriff (in principle, police officers are required to say the full name of their position in formal settings, and this is Deputy Sheriff, not Police officer, which means city police), and I'm in charge of your case. You have the right to remain silent, and if you don't, then everything you say can be used as evidence in your court. You have the right to a lawyer at the time of trial. If you can't afford to pay for a lawyer, we can get one for you. Are you fully aware of your rights as described above? ”

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

Jimmy was also a little helpless, this look is an old fritter, he hasn't spoken on the road the whole time, and now he suddenly says such a sentence, obviously he has been arrested by the police many times before.

Jimmy brought the phone from outside and asked the rider to call, and he walked out, now whatever he said didn't make sense, and listening to the phone didn't work, so there was no time wasted.

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, a lawyer, looking for Officer Jimmy Young. ”

"Hi, I'm Jimmy Young."

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

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

Jimmy took the lawyer to the detention cell and left on his own. When the lawyer communicates with the suspect, the police cannot interfere, and the content of their communication cannot be directly submitted as evidence, and the audio and video recordings need to be turned off.