The real life of an American police officer: Winning over others with virtue

Chapter 135 Test
As Annie tapped on the glass, the window slowly rolled down, allowing Annie to clearly see what was happening inside the car.

There was only a young woman sitting in the car, and a strong smell of alcohol wafted out.

Looking at the bewildered young woman and her revealing pink bodycon dress, Annie frowned. How much had she drunk?
Unable to see clearly inside, Annie took out a flashlight from her duty belt and shone it inside.

"Hey ma'am, LAPD, may I take a look at your driver's license?"

The young woman seemed to be awakened. She looked at Annie standing outside the passenger door, as if trying to confirm who she was. When she saw that it was a police officer's uniform, she nodded and began to fumble around.

"Ok."

The area was covered in beautiful scenery.

Speechless, Annie glanced subconsciously at Eric standing beside her before the young woman finally found her driver's license in the glove compartment and handed it to Annie.

Annie took it from her and, seeing the young woman's still bewildered expression, said, "Do you know why we stopped you?"

The young woman shook her head: "I don't know."

While looking at the driver's license, Annie glanced at the young woman out of the corner of her eye and said, "You ran a red light and drove against traffic, blocking the cars going straight."

The young woman looked incredulous: "I don't remember doing that. I don't think I saw a red light."

Annie's lips twitched, she took a step back and held her breath, thinking to herself, "With such a strong smell of alcohol, it's no wonder you can't see it."

Pick up the walkie-talkie: "10-A-11 Calling the dispatch center, traffic inspection."

Dispatch Center: "copy (received)"

Annie said, "Help me verify whether the citizen's driver's license matches the vehicle."

Dispatch Center: "Please speak."

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Within seconds, the dispatch center replied that the young woman was not a wanted criminal on the system and that there were no problems with her driver's license or vehicle registration.

“OK!” Annie replied, bending down with a flashlight to hand the driver’s license back to the young woman whose expression was somewhere between being awake and dazed.

"Madam, have you been drinking tonight?"

The young woman casually took the driver's license and said, "Uh, I didn't drink much, maybe just one glass?"

Annie said, "A cup? Madam, please come down."

The young woman paused for a moment, hesitating slightly, but looking at Annie, she opened the door and got out of the car, swaying unsteadily the whole way.

When they got off the bus, they found another police officer standing outside.

Moreover, the police officer was in excellent shape and very handsome. The young woman's eyes lit up, and she subconsciously took a step towards Eric.

But Annie stepped forward, frowning, and stopped her: "Hey, ma'am, please cooperate with our work."

The young woman sighed and rolled her eyes at Annie in a very obvious way.

"Okay, I know your tricks, but could you please send that police officer?"

Annie frowned, her voice suddenly dropping to a low tone: "No! I would be very grateful if you could stand with your feet together, ma'am."

The young woman looked at Eric with a pitiful expression, her eyes becoming watery.

Eric's lips twitched slightly. He shifted his gaze temporarily and nodded to Annie, whose face had suddenly darkened and whose aura had suddenly intensified, allowing her to continue the test.

In California, it is legal to drive after drinking, as long as you don't reach the legal limit for drunk driving, because, according to the United States, everyone's alcohol tolerance is different.

To Eric, this argument was like saying that as long as you're good, even if you've drunk a ton of alcohol, as long as you're still sober and drive steadily, you're fine.

Yes, applying the law to different individuals is quite humane in law enforcement. However, due to the prevalence of drug-impaired driving, a standardized sobriety test (SFST) has been developed.

Generally, as long as you pass the test, which consists of three steps, you'll be fine most of the time.

Eric glanced at Annie, who had already begun testing the young woman. He was certain she wouldn't pass, and then scanned his surroundings.

“I’m going to test your eyes.” Annie looked at the young woman, her expression even colder than before, and stared at the young woman standing with her feet together.

"So if you have any eye problems beforehand, you should let me know."

“No,” the young woman said dejectedly, glancing instinctively at Eric, but she noticed that Eric’s gaze never fell on them.

“Okay.” Annie casually took out a pen and held it up in front of the young woman.

"So you can see the nib of this pen?"

The young woman was quite cooperative, staring at the pen in front of her, and said, "Of course, but why should I accept your test?"

Annie stared into the young woman's seemingly unfocused pupils and said, "Because you've been drinking, we have reason to suspect you're driving under the influence and need to give you a test. If you pass the test, we'll let you go, OK?"

The young woman looked sullen as she stared at the pretty and exquisitely beautiful policewoman. Although she felt a little jealous, she could also sense the policewoman's firmness and could only nod.

Annie said, "You have to follow the movement of my pen tip, move your eyes, but don't move your head, OK?"

The young woman nodded subconsciously, her eyes wide as she stared intently at the pen in front of her.

Annie slowly moved the pen in her hand, but the young woman's pupils always lagged behind by several beats, and her head would unconsciously follow suit.

Annie immediately made a judgment in her mind: if she couldn't even pass such a simple horizontal gaze test, the first step of the Standardized Soberness Tests (SFSTs), it could basically be determined that she was driving under the influence of alcohol.

So she moved on to the next step: a walking and turning test, which involved instructing the driver to walk nine steps in a straight line, turn around, and return, to observe their balance and compliance with instructions.

However, the young woman's figure was so unsteady that she couldn't walk in a straight line and always veered to one side.

At this point, the young woman was becoming somewhat irritable, constantly uttering irrelevant remarks.

She was anemic, felt cold, and was very sad. She wanted to go home and even asked Eric, who was observing the whole thing, to take her home, saying that she would give Eric a wonderful night and also give him a lot of benefits.

However, Eric remained silent throughout the entire process.

Annie's gaze toward the young woman grew increasingly cold, but to ensure the integrity of the law enforcement process, she patiently proceeded to the next step: a single-leg balance test, which involved lifting one leg about 15 centimeters and counting from 1 to 30 seconds to test the body's stability.

Clearly, the young woman failed again; she couldn't even lift it, and even when she managed to lift it, she couldn't count correctly.

Annie glanced at Eric, and seeing that he remained unmoved, she gritted her teeth and stepped forward:

"Madam, that's all. Thank you for your cooperation. Could you do me a favor?"

The young woman seemed to think she had passed the test: "Hmm?"

"Do me a favor and turn around," Annie said, leaning closer and resting her right hand on the handcuffs.

"Please turn around."

The young woman turned around instinctively, seemingly unaware of what was happening.

Annie reacted quickly, pulling out handcuffs and putting them on.

Seemingly sensing the touch, the young woman realized what was happening: "Wait!"

But Annie had already successfully handcuffed him: "Thank you for your cooperation. To be honest, you failed the test and now you need to come back to the police station with us."

(End of this chapter)