Caesar walked out of the woods with little Black in one hand, and a bottle of wine in his right hand, and the two of them smiled on their faces, like a father and son returning from a trip. This is the perspective of passers-by, for the police who have been searching all morning, the three words drunk, child, and homeless man are enough for Caesar to squat for half his life.

So as soon as he came out of the woods, he was dominated by frenzied policemen, such as "Put down the child!" "Put your hands where I can see!" "Damn his weapons! "Protect the hostages!" "Our unit was attacked by strong fire, and we asked for heavy fire support! The shouting continued, and Caesar, who was already seven minutes drunk at this time, could barely cope with a child, let alone these policemen.

Then Caesar was embarrassed by the police, and he was full of big men, and it was a shame that he quickly threw little Black to a confused police officer, otherwise the boy would probably have to feel the warm hospitality of the police uncles in advance.

Why did things turn out like this, there must be one side of the party who misunderstood, so which side of the person misunderstood?

In Caesar's eyes, he had picked up a child in the woods, and he was so happy to send the child home.

In Little Blake's eyes, he played hide and seek too much and didn't return for the night.

In the eyes of the staff of the welfare home, where can a three-year-old child run? And little Blake is so cute and beautiful, he must have been abducted by those perverts, scum, and lawbreakers in society!

And what about in the eyes of the police? In terms of morality, the public sentiment is that the perpetrators of child abduction and trafficking are eager to eat their flesh raw. In terms of law, America can be said to be the country with the most comprehensive child protection law in the world. It was really a tear for those who heard it.

So what is Caesar's image in the eyes of the police? Tattered suits, drunken postures, wine bottles in hand, and messy hair, aren't such characters in the movie particularly dead perverts, murderous lights, and vagabonds? It can be said that the image of Caesar is full of the buff of criminals.

The country in the east can be called this kind of third-class merit for people to walk.

So is the police acting justified? And reasonable, to deal with the criminals of child abduction and trafficking, it is not superfluous to shoot and kill on the spot. As for the heavy firepower, Caesar has a wine bottle on his body and does not even have a mobile phone, so it can be said that he is defenseless in the true sense. It's just an excuse, there is no excuse to shoot the police directly, and you must know that there is no shortage of ruthless people in the Ameritian police system who shoot themselves in the arm to achieve their goals. Absconding and attacking the police are two levels of things, as long as there is a police officer, you will die of laughter! Kill on the spot! Don't fall into their hands in the next life.

Of course, Caesar was quick enough to be taken down by some of the policemen who were holding pistols to his shoulders and thighs before they could use them.

Then, under a look of police disdain, Caesar got into a police car and went with Little Black to the central police station in Manhattan.

As for why it's the central police station and not the local police station, please note that it's 2011, and if nothing else, the trend toward political correctness has begun to emerge. Welfare homes are disadvantaged enough, right? Children are vulnerable enough, right? Orphans are vulnerable enough, right? In the face of this situation, if Little Black didn't meet Caesar and froze to death in the woods, the entire Manhattan Police Department would be sprayed by social media from top to bottom, and maybe he could get rid of the post of director! Freedom and democracy are no joke!

Caesar didn't say anything all the way, and the policewoman with little Black in her arms stared at him with an indescribable look as if she had seen some disgusting bug.

As for little Blake, the little conscienceless fell asleep again, and the swaying carriage was no different from a cradle for a child of his age.

"Aren't you going to say something?" The policewoman said with a look of disgust.

"I won't say a word until my lawyer comes!" Caesar emphasized with a stiff face, and at this time he also reacted, if this matter is not handled well, it will really be yellow mud falling off the crotch of his pants, and it is not but. Let little Blake be a witness, laugh to death, can a child's words be used as evidence? Of course, if everyone is good to say about themselves, since the child is fine, his affairs are also easy to handle.

"Humph! Scum! The policewoman spat hard.

Caesar was immediately laughed angrily, "Miss Police, believe it or not, I'm suing you!" ”

The policewoman sneered and said with contempt: "Come on? Who's afraid of whom? ”

Caesar rolled his eyes, since ancient times, villains and you are difficult to raise, Caesar didn't dare to say this, for fear of being abused by the Internet, he squinted his eyes slightly, leaned on the carriage and prepared to sleep.

After arriving at the police station, Caesar was put into the cell by the accompanying macho policemen, and the handcuffs on his hands were not removed, and the handcuffs should have been untied after entering the cell according to the routine that Caesar had come in last time, but it seems that this time his identity was too despised, and those policemen deliberately did not take off their handcuffs.

How did things come to this? Caesar couldn't help but look up at the sky, looking lonely, and when he looked up, he saw the whitewashed ceiling.

It seems that everything has not gone well since I killed that kid Phillips, not to mention the fact that I was emo by that kid's mouth, I lost my phone in a bar fight, and I saved a child to do it to the police station, and I was unlucky enough in the past two days.

"Fack!" Caesar scolded.

"Fack?" Little Blake's voice came in from outside the cell.

"Oh! Good boys are not allowed to swear! Caesar pointed to Blake standing in the doorway and warned, as he looked at the apologetic policewoman beside Blake, "Yo! Isn't this our righteous policewoman? How can you be willing to come and see the dregs of this society? ”

The policewoman looked at Caesar apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Caesar, we misunderstood you, and I apologize for my previous rude behavior." So saying, he opened Caesar's cell, and walked up to Caesar to open the handcuffs.

Caesar rubbed his handcuffed wrist, a little sore, and gestured at Blake, "Come here." ”

Little Blake waited and ran up to Caesar, "Did you tell these guys about us?" With that, he picked up Blake.

The latter nodded shyly, "I'll tell the police sister about us." "Saying that, he looks like I'm not very good, and he is about to praise me.

"Awesome!" Caesar nodded his head and walked out of the cell with his arms around him. It's certainly not that simple, those police officers must have found their files, and then combined with Blake's testimony before they were willing to release themselves, after all, he was a university professor who was idle and had nothing to eat before he went to abduct and sell children, did he want to give birth to one himself?

After going out, Caesar asked the impolite policewoman to send him and Blake to the welfare home, for nothing else, just to make her conscience feel guilty for a while.

In the end, the welfare home, ignoring the grievances of the policewoman who was about to cry, Caesar opened the door of the police car and walked towards the welfare home. Only God knows how much Caesar's yin and yang weirdness has caused her psyche along the way.

Looking at the overall layout of the welfare home, as well as the rooms inside, Caesar found that this welfare home was much stronger than the welfare home he grew up in, not to mention anything else, just said that the various facilities in it such as restaurants, gymnasiums, etc. were stronger than Caesar's back then.

He looked down at the excited Blake in his arms, it seemed that this thing was much more comfortable than he was back then! At least looking at this luxurious configuration, you can see that at least the children living here have no problem worrying about food and clothing, which is much stronger than when Caesar nibbled bread at every turn.

"What do you usually do at this time?" Caesar asked as he looked down and pulled Blake, who was writhing excitedly in his arms.

"Hmm~~ Sister Ellie will dance with us!"

"Ahem! This Sister Ellie you're talking about, is she pretty? Caesar coughed lightly and asked without leaving a trace.

Blake seems to be stabilized by this question, he doesn't know the specific meaning of beautiful at his age, if Caesar uses another word, for example, your Ellie sister's ass is not big? Is your waist thin? Something like that, I guess little Blake will be able to answer.

Then something embarrassing happened to Caesar, he didn't know if the black girl standing in front of him was Blake's sister Ellie, but looking at the smiling looks of the people, it was estimated that eight or nine were not far from ten.

"Hello! I am Caesar! He dragged Blake with one hand and shook hands with the black girl in front of him with the other.

The latter also reached out and shook Caesar's hand gently. I have to say that the girl in front of her is really beautiful, she belongs to that kind of chocolate-colored black beauty, and everyone can imagine her as a blackened version of Song Jihyo.

"Hello, you can call me Ellie."

"Heheha!" Caesar let out a meaningless dry laugh as he cared for a three-bedroom apartment with his foot and slipped inside.

The girl named Ellie took Blake from Caesar's arms very naturally, and it could be seen that this girl should often do this action with the children, very skillful, and in Caesar's eyes, this scene made this black girl seem to be a good wife and mother.

Just as Caesar was about to take his leave, Blake suddenly waved his hand at Caesar. Caesar walked over with a puzzled expression, and then the kid hugged Caesar's head and asked quietly, "Uncle Caesar, when will you help me teach the big bad guy!" ”

Looking at the smiling black girl who was gradually gentle, Caesar suddenly wanted to tear this kid's mouth off, you deserve to be bullied! Don't think about candy for the rest of your life.

Just when Caesar was embarrassed to find the north, Ellie suddenly said, "Mr. Caesar, if you are not busy, can you come and sit here for a while?" ”

Caesar:??????