Chapter 132 Life is so difficult "Are you Juan Jin?" Miguel recently heard the name of Zhang Allen from the homeless man, and also knew that Sig and Dominic were his friends and they were in the same team. But this was their first official meeting. Now that Zhang Ailun had his true identity, he naturally didn't need to hide anymore. He shook hands and said with a smile, "Hello, Officer Miguel, it's an honor to meet you." "You can just call me Miguel. It's still working hours now, and we need to formally discuss the case. Are you sure that the black man McDonald, who is wanted for a bounty, and the drug-dealing gang members would appear on this street? What is your relationship with the eyewitness who provided the information?" With the law enforcement recorder present, Officer Miguel couldn't say too much that was irrelevant to the case. "Of course, I'm pretty sure he'll be around here," Zhang said. "The person who gave me the information was a homeless person in our team." "Very good. As long as you can cooperate with us and help capture these criminals, the people will be ours and the bounty will be yours." Miguel smiled and said, "I really like the cookies Sig brought me last time." Zhang Ailun said: "If you like it, I will ask Xige to go to your house and give you another box next time."
"It's settled then." Miguel smiled. Miguel actually didn't care much about the bounty on Black McDonald, but since the other party had come to his doorstep and ran to his jurisdiction, who would go against money? A few days ago, the lair of those pork smugglers was destroyed and 250 million US dollars in stolen money was seized. Basically all members of the branch office got a salary increase, and he also distributed a lot of bonuses internally. Everyone from top to bottom had a good meal. He, who was responsible for providing intelligence, and Sheriff Mance, who was in charge of the work, were specifically praised by the director! Sig was undoubtedly his great benefactor, not only saving his life, but also giving him such a great gift. When his old boss, Officer Mance, was promoted to inspector next year, he would be able to directly serve as the chief of the fifth district after a few more months of experience and more achievements! Ever since meeting Sig, Mig felt that he was extremely lucky and had saved himself twenty years of detours! ! While we were chatting, the black criminal McDonald also arrived as scheduled. Several black people also appeared in the telephone booth on the street, wearing hooded sweatshirts, long pants, athletes, and shifty eyes. Soon the two parties came into contact with each other, and it seemed that they had negotiated the price in advance. They walked into a remote place and started the drug transaction. "Is it him?" Officer Miguel immediately asked his colleagues around him. The second-level police officer confirmed it through the photo. "He was disguised. He probably knew he was wanted. The gang he met seemed to be a new gang on the nearby streets. They are engaged in drug trafficking and violent debt collection, as well as threatening and persecuting women for sexual transactions. Last month, several drug-related people were arrested by the anti-gang department. Several of them were sentenced to two and a half years in prison, with the longest being three years. In the end, they paid a 150,000 yuan bail and were released from prison." "Why is it only 15?" Officer Miguel was dissatisfied when he heard this. "We weren't able to find any more evidence. They did a very good job from beginning to end." The colleague was also helpless. Officer Miguel also sighed: "If only Lawyer Dave had joined us earlier! These damn drug dealers! They should be put in jail for life!!" The words are filled with dissatisfaction towards black people, as well as indignation about the fact that black lives matter and the persecution of white people. His colleagues immediately winked at him and told him not to touch on the sensitive topic of discrimination against black people. Officer Miguel said: "When those blacks surrounded and beat me at night and blew my head off with deadly weapons, I knew that these people must get the punishment they deserve! Since God has allowed me to survive and given me a sacred mission, I must fight for justice and evil to the end!" "you're right." His colleagues also understood his feelings. Everyone knows how to play the victim. It wouldn’t matter even if this recording was played out. After all, no one in the Southern Branch understood the dangers of black people better than Officer Miguel! He is the man who crawled out of hell. A YouTube documentary that exposed the difficulty of law enforcement for grassroots police officers received more than 300,000 views when it was released a while ago. Now it has reached a million views. A retired black former New York City Brooklyn police chief said he supports and understands Officer Miguel and the difficulties faced by ordinary police officers in enforcing the law. Some black people should be properly regulated. The other party's speech caused hatred and dissatisfaction, and he was also criticized by black people as a white traitor.
But he is not in the position to do so. He has already been receiving a generous pension, living in a villa, hugging white girls, drinking foreign wine, and going to bank parties with Wall Street elites and celebrities from all walks of life. He doesn't care about the life or death of you, the low-level black man. Miguel took out his walkie-talkie and called for support, "Prepare for action. We must not let the criminals and drug dealers escape." "Got it." The nearby police officers received the notification and drove towards the street. Zhang Ailun and Xige were also very surprised by the internal scandal of the police force. They soon saw other people approaching the criminals, probably the bounty hunters. But as police officers suddenly rushed out from all directions, shouting: "Put your hands up!!!" The black guys were shocked on the spot. When they saw the police appear here, they turned around and ran without looking back, with the banknotes and white powder in their hands scattered all over the ground. "Don't run! Put your hands up! Put them where I can see them! Fxxk you!!" the police officer cursed. But those black men obviously knew the routine. They did not resist, but raised their hands and ran away. The police officers did not dare to shoot them because of their appearance. After all, the law stipulates that if you shoot without meeting the standard for shooting and the suspect does not make any resistance or threats, the responsibility is yours. The line between administrative leave and being fired is very blurred. It mainly depends on who the media's opinion favors and whether your qualifications are worth the union's efforts to rescue you. But the new trainee police officer and the first-class police officer were still confused. The veteran police officer had already opened fire! ! clap clap clap! ! "Shooting! Shooting!" Officer MiG and the second-level officer fired wildly at the black man. But maybe it was bad luck, they only shot one person in the buttocks. Lao Hei screamed and laid on the ground, holding his buttocks. "Don't hurt me! I don't have a weapon!" They were delayed for a moment, just enough time to change bullets, and soon those black guys ran away. Officer Miguel was so angry that his nose was crooked. How could Blackie escape from his hands? Shame! He turned around and started cursing at the rookies who were stunned and didn't dare to shoot. "You should have shot! Rookie! He was clearly pulling out a gun!! He was carrying a deadly weapon!! My eyes are the ruler!!" Officer Miguel severely reprimanded the subordinate officer who was dragging his feet, but some words cannot be said too bluntly. He immediately got into the car with his colleague and stepped on the accelerator. "Fuck! I want to see whether your legs run faster or my car runs faster." With a buzz, he chased after it. The bounty hunters on the roadside stared at each other in amazement, watching the police officers' actions one after another, and felt their scalps tingling. They quickly raised their hands and leaned against the roadside. The officers took one look, saw they were all white, and quickly ignored them completely. Furious, the police officers immediately got in their cars to continue the pursuit and notified their colleagues patrolling other areas to surround and intercept Lao Hei. Zhang Ailun looked at the route that Lao Hei took to escape. It was very tricky. He ran directly into someone else's community. He didn't expect that he could escape like this. He thought he would be beaten to a pulp. He immediately returned to the pickup truck with Xige, started the vehicle and chased after him. Passing by the dazed bounty hunters, Zhang Ailun also shouted: "Welcome to the West Coast! The bounty of that black man is ours! Go home and suck your ass, and don't keep wandering around in my territory!" "Who is this guy? So arrogant?" The bounty hunter was a little unhappy, but the other party seemed to be carrying a gun and was not easy to deal with. There were also police officers nearby enforcing the law, so the order had to be abandoned. If they get involved in this incident and delay the police's enforcement of the law, and accidentally get hit by a peanut, no one will speak up for them.
Money is important, but not as important as life. The other police officers were arresting drug dealers, so Sig and Zhang Ailan took a shortcut and chased after them, directly intercepting the fleeing bounty hunter McDonald. It turned out that running on two legs is still not as fast as running by car. Even if you are Bolt, you can't outrun a four-wheeled car. "Hey! Put your hands up! Otherwise I'll shoot!" Sig stepped on the accelerator and drove out from the intersection, blocking Lao Hei's way. He took out a pistol from the window and pretended to threaten him. Lao Hei was so tired that he was panting and running silently. Sig's repeated warnings were in vain. Under Zhang Ailun's command, he had no choice but to step on the accelerator and pass him, then slam on the brakes to block his way. Lao Hei had no time to dodge and was hit head-on by the car, flying backwards two meters. The banknotes and fruit knife he was carrying were scattered all over the ground. But his body was still quite strong. The fender of the pickup truck was deflated, but he was still alive and kicking. He got up and wanted to continue running away. Zhang Ailun got out of the car and rushed over to push Lao Hei to the ground, "You f*cking don't understand what I'm saying, right!" Feeling the increasing resistance, Zhang Ailun did not tolerate him at all. He clenched his fists and punched him twice, and Lao Hei immediately became obedient. It felt like being hit on the head with a hammer, and I saw stars. Sig got out of the car to check the damage, and sighed that the old black man's physical fitness was really abnormal, "His bones are harder than iron." I moved Lao Hei to the side, tied his hands and feet with nylon ropes, and immediately took out my phone to notify Officer MiG. It took more than ten minutes before I got a response. After solving the case on the other side, the other party also chose to drive over in person to pick up the old black man. We soon drove to the battlefield. After getting out of the car and looking at the unconscious black man, Miguel began to wonder if this guy was dead. I immediately called my colleagues to start humanitarian rescue for him. Fortunately, Lao Hei's body was very strong. He was hit two meters away by the car and hit twice by fists, but he was only in shock for a short time. No bones were broken and he woke up after treatment. The police officer immediately began to question him, and the wanted criminal McDonald truthfully confessed what he had done and was escorted into the car obediently. "We won't be accused of intentional injury by this black man because of violent law enforcement, right?" Sig asked as he looked at the old black man who was leading the group. "He is a wanted murderer. You are assisting the police in their investigation. You are also a veteran. As long as you are a . citizen and hold legal documents, you have an obligation to help the police enforce the law and arrest criminals. I have already informed the dispatch center of the situation, and they will deal with you as appropriate." Officer Miguel replied immediately. With their concerted efforts, they successfully arrested the drug dealers from those gangs. The others surrendered obediently, but another black man tried to resist during the arrest and was unfortunately killed by 21 bullets. His body was still warm. The police officers expressed their condolences, with a second-level police officer and a first-level police officer being placed on administrative leave. Miguel said contentedly: "Now you just need to come back to the police station with me to make a statement and provide your bank account number. Once we have completed the case and notified the San Francisco Police Department and the Chinese community, you can collect the money." After handling the scene, Officer Miguel returned to the police car, started the vehicle and led the way, asking Zhang Ailun and the other two to follow the car to the South Branch. It took some time to arrive at the South Branch, and the vehicle was parked on the side of the road. This was Zhang Ailun's first visit to the local police station. Under the guidance of Officer Miguel, he visited the gym, parking lot, changing room, restaurant and other facilities. The police station was so luxurious, which showed that the welfare benefits of the police were very good. It was still working hours and the police officers were patrolling the streets. There were not many people left in the police station. The two men had not committed any crime, they were just going through the formalities. They were personally accompanied and interrogated by Officer Mig throughout the process, and were served hot coffee and milk. After completing the statement and leaving Sig's bank account, the two did not consider having a meal here. They went out accompanied by Mig and left the Southern Branch.
When he got back to the pickup truck, Dave sent him a message. Zhang Allen took out his phone and took a look. Dave: I just finished a case at the court. I took advantage of my free time to consult you about Huashan Private Bank. There is indeed no trap. I have also successfully applied for a bank card for you. You only need to deposit 10,000 US dollars to activate it. Do you have time to come and get the card now? Zhang Ailun: I'll be there now. According to the address sent by Dave, Zhang Allen and Sig drove to the restaurant. Dave had finished lunch and was sitting at the door waiting. When he saw the two people driving over, he greeted them enthusiastically and handed the bank card he had applied for to Zhang Ailun. There happened to be an ATM nearby, so Zhang Ailun simply deposited $25000, leaving $4630 in cash on hand as a backup, and activated his savings card. I also asked Dave how much tax he would have to pay on the 10,000 yuan bounty. After understanding the situation, Dave took out a pen and paper to do some calculations and said, "Taxes are not that complicated. They are deducted progressively according to the individual's continuous total income. Poor families in California are divided into different regions. The lowest tax they have to pay is 10%, and the highest is 37%. It is divided into single tax, married joint tax, married separate tax, and head of household tax. The property tax in Los Angeles is 1% per year." "For an extra income of $12000, if you are single and file a tax return, the income exceeds the tax standard of $11600 per year, and you need to deduct 12% federal tax, social security tax and medical tax, and 5% state tax, and you should have $9042 left. If you make more money later, more money will be deducted when you file your tax return." “……”Aren’t you the one…robbing the money? Zhang Ailun remained silent for a long time. "Your current annual salary record should be the balance in your bank card. The consumption record on your bank statement is zero. You don't have any assets. You are an ordinary poor person. But fortunately, your credit is not bankrupt." Dave explained: "Poor families have to pay social security taxes, medical insurance taxes, and additional taxes every time you use your bank card to make purchases. You don't have a company now, so the most you pay in life is hidden taxes, and everything you buy will include taxes." "If you make $3000 a week, you'll have to pay $1000 in taxes. This includes federal taxes, state taxes, social security taxes and medical taxes, but not sales taxes and property taxes. You'll also have to pay a sales tax on items you sell, but luckily your bank card can deduct antique collectibles, so you only have to pay a 1% replacement tax on that." Zhang Ailun felt his scalp tingling just by listening to it, but it was also very reasonable. As long as you are a waste, you don’t have to pay much tax. The more capable you are, the more tax you need to pay. Would you rather be a loser who lives on the streets and waits to die, or would you rather be a thriving leek? Is it hard to choose? That’s right, life is hard! (End of this chapter)