Chapter 28: Someone Called the Police

"Get out, get out, stay away from my house".

Zhang Chi drove the manure machines fifty meters away, waited to turn around and came back without taking a few steps, and when he turned around, he found that the manure machines had actually followed again.

"Follow me again, I'll roast the whole sheep later, the dogs don't know each other at all, how many insects will you attract if you pull so much?" Zhang Chi scolded at the sheep again.

Baa, baa, baa!

Ten sheep kept bleating at Zhang Chi.

"No, are you guys scolding me?"

Zhang Chi felt that he wouldn't be a rancher if he didn't clean up these guys today, so he turned his head and rolled his sleeves to find out if there were any sticks or anything like that on the ground.

The grass wasn't clean, but there weren't any sticks, and there were two or three small branches, but the thing wasn't as thick as a finger.

was about to turn around and get a stick to clean up the manure machine, when suddenly Zhang Chi heard a siren sound, and it was quite close.

looked up, it seemed to be coming from the gate of his own ranch, so Zhang Chi drove the pickup truck to take a look.

When I got to the door, I saw that it was really my own door.

A blue and white police car was parked at the gate of the ranch, and two stout white men in police uniforms were standing at the gate of the ranch.

Seeing Zhang Chi appear, the two white policemen stopped chatting and stepped forward.

"I'm sorry, George, someone called the police last night that there was gunfire at your ranch and that you were illegally hunting wild animals, is there such a thing?"

A white policeman in his forties asked Zhang Chi.

Next to him is a young man, with a young man on his face, who looks like he has just graduated and is still a rookie.

The white policeman who spoke had a straight face, in our domestic language, his face was like Changbai Mountain, and he looked like he was doing business.

Zhang Chi didn't bird him.

Who is going to show this stinky face!

In the past, when he was delivering takeaways, he encountered a police stop on the road, and he had to stop obediently, but now he is stepping on the ground of his house, so what is he afraid of!

"Who said that?" Zhang Chi asked rhetorically.

"Someone called the police," the policeman repeated.

"No, whoever called the police, who you went to" Zhang Chi denied it.

Is it illegal to hit this thing? It's a crime to say, but if you don't get caught, then it's not a crime.

"Can we go in and have a look?" Another policeman said.

Hearing this, Zhang Chi knew that these two people were bullying him, and seeing that he was an Asian, he felt that he was easy to talk to.

Zhang Chi stretched out his hand directly from the car window: "Is there a search warrant?" I didn't have a judge open one for you, and you weren't allowed to set foot on my ranch without a warrant from the judge."

If you want to come in and search, there is no problem, find a judge to issue a search warrant, if not, then get away from Lao Tzu.

After living in Folsom for so many years, Zhang Chi knows that as long as it involves his own interests, he must not give in.

What take a step back yourself, hello, I'm good, everyone, that's the idea of the country.

Here, at least in the hearts of the old cowboys, it is completely untenable, and they don't have the courage to protect their own interests, so you deserve to be bullied to death.

Elsewhere there may be amended laws that allow the police to enter your home without a warrant in case of emergency, but not here, without a warrant and without the owner's permission, even the police do not have the right to enter private land.

If you enter private territory in this way, even if you find evidence of someone else's crime, you can't do it in court.

Not to mention killing a wild animal, sometimes even if it kills someone, because the procedure is incorrect, the perpetrator can get away with it, this is not an exception, American thinking is different from our country.

Legally, first and foremost, the procedure is correct.

Zhang Chi likes to die, the procedure is correct, and he is too friendly to the rich.

Moreover, now the police carry cameras on them when they are on duty, so law enforcement is not as casual as when there was no such thing before, which is equivalent to putting a cage on the police.

Most of the time, the police are also afraid of getting into trouble, because they do the police because it is a profession, not a duty.

Hearing Zhang Chi's refusal, the white policeman in his forties finally knew that the Asian kid in front of him was not a rookie, but an old fritter.

Shrugged his shoulders: "Then forget it, we just received a call from the police, saying that you hunted wild animals, come and ask." Since there isn't, then we're leaving."

The police who reported last night only came over this morning, do you think these policemen pay attention to it!

What the hell is the reason for shooting in the ranch?

What rancher doesn't play with guns on their ranch?

Why is it okay for others to play, but Zhang Chi has something to do when he puts the gun here?

Or is it because some cowboys are not used to Zhang Chi, and to make it clear, not everyone in Amber Town welcomes Zhang Chi as the new rancher.

Not all cowboys are good people, some people have pink eye, and they don't look down on Zhang Chi at all, so it's normal to call the police and cause trouble for him.

The two policemen actually understood in their hearts that the two of them were just here to deal with the errand.

Seeing Zhang Chi's appearance, he knew that he was about to do something.

Before getting into the car, the white policeman said to Zhang Chi: "Okay, it's okay, pay attention to safety with a gun in the ranch."

"Thanks, I'll take care of it".

Zhang Chi watched the police car leave.

"Who the hell is so boring!"

I couldn't see the police car, Zhang Chi muttered.

The nearby ranchers didn't know how to do it, because these people probably didn't do this less, Zhang Chi thought for a moment that it might be the bad elements among the white cowboys, and it was unlikely that anyone else would do this except them.

Just when Zhang Chi was pondering alone, the two policemen in the car also talked.

The young policeman asked, "I heard that his cattle were attacked, and he must have been shooting wild beasts last night......".

"Don't worry about things that have nothing to do with you".

The middle-aged policeman replied lightly while driving.

Then after telling the bureau about the situation here through the pager, he motioned to his colleague to turn off the camera on his body.

The two of them are now officially off work.

After driving for a while, the middle-aged policeman saw that the rookie next to him seemed to be thinking about something.

So he said out loud: "Hey, rookie, remember Folsom here, there are no big cases for you to investigate, and don't have the mind of wanting to be a hero, here, every day is to patrol, and then return home safely, sit with your family and eat dinner happily, this is a good day."

The middle-aged policeman knew that the raw melon and eggs next to him might have some lofty ideals or something, but he didn't care, he just wanted to retire and receive a pension to celebrate his birthday.

He didn't care about the question of whether he shot an illegal hunt last night, and no one cared, as long as he didn't hit someone, the police wouldn't have seen it.

As for why he asked for a search warrant from a judge, he didn't even bother to think about it, and if there was not enough evidence, which judge would issue such a search warrant for you.

How?

Can judges do whatever they want?

The head of the judge is also a politician, and these ranchers, large and small, are the financial owners of politicians, and there are often things that offend their fathers and mothers, and politicians who fall out with the financial owners are rare.

Politicians don't expect these ranchers, big and small, to pay for the campaign, so can they still count on the bitter cowboys?

If you really count on them, which rancher here would dare not pay according to the minimum wage?

Look at it now, which rancher in this area pays cowboys according to the minimum wage!

Not to mention a thousand dollars a month, there are more than 800 of them, and the cowboys work almost twelve hours a day, and there are no days off in a month.

Many ranches have illegally working Mexican cowboys who may be paid less.

Politicians can't see as long as they're not blind?

Why doesn't anyone care?

Young rookies have a lot to learn, and the first thing you have to know is that working here and getting into less trouble for yourself is the most important thing.

"But this ......".

"No, no, but," the white cop said.

"Why did you just go in?"

"I'll probe his bottom, if it's good to speak, it's a scale, if it's not good to speak, the other scale is ......."

The old fritters are the old fritters, and the interpretation of watching people cook is vivid.

For him, what kind of character does he have to deal with.

If you want to count on these ranchers to be honest, you might as well save some snacks.

As a veteran police officer, saying that the rancher and these cowboys are good people who abide by the law, it is estimated that they themselves will laugh when they hear this.

Guys who can confront the National Guard with guns, you say they are good citizens?

What is it like to be a citizen who is not a good citizen?

"No matter what his origin, the rancher here is the rancher, how big the ranch is represents how much energy they have, remember this, don't have nothing to do with yourself, you are just a little policeman, not a SUPER HERO!" The old police officer said.

After a few days of getting along, he felt that this rookie was not bad, he had to mention it, don't let him feel that he is on the side of justice, it's stupid to watch film and television dramas, let's just do a career.

Justice?

Let's forget about the two of us, no one complained, no major cases happened, and it is the greatest happiness to retire peacefully.

Arrived at the entrance of the town.

"Let's go, let's have something to eat".

The old police officer parked the police car next to the small restaurant in the town and prepared to have some breakfast.

Zhang Chi is now running after his sheep, still holding a stick in his hand, trying to drive these guys far away, who can stand these manure machines that everywhere.

And also pick their own RV near the pull.

It's a pity that the weather hasn't reached the hottest time yet, otherwise there are still people living in that smell, and even if they do, flies and mosquitoes can kill people.

Each sheep received a few sticks on their bodies, and these sheep finally understood that people were sinister, and when they came with them, they were smiling, but when they came back, they immediately changed their faces.

Seeing that the sheep didn't dare to touch the range of their RV for fifty meters, Zhang Chi returned to the side of the RV with a stick and scolding.

After eating breakfast and feeding the meowing kittens, Zhang Chi drove into the car and came to the city again, to buy some fences and prepare to strengthen the fence along the foot of the mountain.

When he was halfway there, Zhang Chi found that the two policemen he saw in the morning were squatting on the side of the road.

You don't have to ask to know that these two are speeding.

It's interesting for the police to catch speeding, hide secretly, take a picture of the car, and immediately pull the alarm to fine money as soon as they are speedy, and fishing law enforcement is very common here.

However, Zhang Chi didn't speed, not that he didn't dare, but he was afraid that a group of deer would suddenly rush out of the roadside and kill him.

Seeing these two people, Zhang Chi warmly stretched out his hand to say hello.

The old policeman looked like an old oilman in society, and actually came over and chatted with Zhang Chi, and then said goodbye to a friend.

Society, that's how it is called maturity.