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

Chapter 136 Continuous
"Wait! Why are you arresting me!" The young woman turned to look at Annie and shouted, her body beginning to resist.

Annie said, "Because you were driving under the influence, ma'am! You have the right to remain silent, and if you waive that right, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law..."

As she spoke, Annie grabbed the young woman's handcuffed hands and prepared to lead her to the police car.

"I didn't drink and drive!" But the young woman's resistance began to escalate.

"No! I don't want to get on that car!"

Annie said, "No, you have to get in the car, ma'am!"

"I don't know what I did wrong! I passed the test!"

"You were driving under the influence of alcohol. You failed the test!"

"I won't get on the bus until you give me a reason!"

"I've given you a reason, so you need to get on the bus!"

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As the conversation unfolded, a fierce struggle ensued.

Eric gasped and looked away.

The young woman was only wearing a tight-fitting dress, with her chest completely exposed.

So she resisted, but Annie forcefully suppressed her.

After a violent pushing and pulling, the young woman's breasts jumped out.
"I have so much to do tomorrow! OMG! You can't do this to me! This isn't fair!"

"You bitch!"

"Fuck you!"

The back seat of a police car.

Ignoring the exposed skin and the cursing, Annie forcefully pushed the young woman inside.

How could a woman who can barely stand after drinking possibly be a match for her! Keep in mind she's trained in self-defense!

As if venting some emotion, Annie started crying and screaming inside, almost imperceptibly. The young woman with disheveled clothes rolled her eyes, slammed the door shut, and let Annie kick and pound on the car door from inside!
She let out a soft breath, looked at Eric who had been watching the whole thing unfold, and said in a curt tone.

"Sir! Are you driving or am I driving?"

That tone... Is the girl holding a grudge? Eric looked at Annie, finding it amusing, and walked towards the driver's seat.

"Let me do it."

“OK!” Annie was already standing by the passenger door. She opened the door and got in, glanced at the messy scene behind her and the incessant swearing, closed the door, and only then did she feel a sense of peace, though the car was shaking a little.

Then, looking at Eric who was already in the driver's seat, he asked, "Sir, is it nice?"

Hearing the slightly resentful tone, Eric fastened his seatbelt and couldn't help but laugh, "I must say, I've learned something new."

It's not really that good-looking. It's big and sturdy, but it's all about technology and has no appeal whatsoever.

Annie's chest began to rise and fall slightly, but before she could say anything, Eric's next words instantly calmed her down, giving her the feeling of a primary school student receiving praise and recognition.

“Well done!”

Eric said earnestly, taking out his walkie-talkie to report the address to the dispatch center and requesting that a tow truck take away the young woman's 330i 3-Series BMW.

Only then did he step on the gas and steer the police car back to the West Canyon Police Station.

Because we had just left the house and the distance was very short, we didn't drive for long before we were back at the police station.

Arrived at the police station.

Eric didn't slack off like he did during the day, because there weren't many people at the police station at night, and the atmosphere wasn't suitable for slacking off.

Eric didn't step forward to operate it himself, but watched as Annie continued to complete the process.

In addition to the standardized sobriety tests (SFSTs) mentioned earlier, drunk driving also involves a subsequent alcohol screening (PAS test).

The young woman could refuse the PAS test, but refusing the formal test would also result in harsher penalties. In the end, she refused the PAS test and continued to resist.

Eric decided to let Annie take the woman into the detention cell. He shook his head, turned, and walked towards the area where the police cars were parked, intending to wait for Annie there.

This approach is actually quite foolish. This action by the young woman has added another charge to her list of crimes: refusing to take a breathalyzer test, in addition to the existing charges of drunk driving and dangerous driving.

Although she will be released on bail after paying the fine, her driver's license will definitely be revoked.

Hearing the noise, Eric looked at Annie, who had gotten into the passenger seat, and smiled as he watched her exhale softly.

"good?"

Annie looked at Eric and said, "If you can offer any help, I think I should be able to manage?"

Eric laughed, revealing his true nature.

"Okay, I'll see how it goes next time."

This statement was ambiguous, so it was better not to say it at all. Annie gave up and couldn't be bothered to look at Eric anymore.

Eric didn't mind and picked up the walkie-talkie to continue: "10-A-11, 10-8 resume patrol."

Dispatch Center: "Received!"

Upon hearing the response, Eric drove the police car out of the detention area and out of the police station to continue his duties.

This time, unlike before when we encountered trouble at the police station entrance, we crossed the intersection.

Annie's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down, but she still couldn't help but look at Eric.

Under the cover of night and city lights, Eric was quite calm, his eyes focused, but his body was quite relaxed. He was only using one hand to control the steering wheel, while the other hand was resting on the side of the car window, as if he were enjoying the breeze.

She subconsciously relaxed a little, but before she could fully relax...

Eric's voice rang out immediately: "I heard gunshots."

Annie was startled, but she was certain that she hadn't heard anything.

"I've been shot!"

She understood instantly and interrupted Eric before he could finish speaking.

"This is 34 Sfield. The alleyway is Fourth Street. There's a medical center on Third Street, but you'll be taken to nearby Erds Hospital because their trauma department is more advanced."

After finishing her sentence in one breath, Annie looked at Eric, whose lips were curled into a smile, and asked, "So, sir, are you satisfied with my answer?"

"Good!" Eric laughed. How could someone like him not notice that Annie was peeking at him? He just didn't quite understand why Annie was so handsome that she could make people swoon.

Annie took a deep breath. After this ordeal, she was instantly sober, but looking at Eric, she still cursed him inwardly! This guy always made her heart race.

She wanted to say something, to make a sarcastic remark to Eric, but a sudden announcement from the radio interrupted her.

"10-Adam (Two-person patrol unit)-11! Code 2 (Routine incident, no need to use police lights or sirens), 1387 Ryder Street apartment building, code 46 loud music noise disturbance, the caller reported that someone in the apartment was playing music very loudly."

Eric glanced at Annie and gave her a look.

Annie could only grab the walkie-talkie and say, "10-A-11, received. Proceed to investigate. Please provide a map."

She finally understood why many experienced people say that day and night are different.

From the moment I stepped out the door, police reports seemed to be endless.

The map quickly appeared on the laptop screen. Eric glanced at it and then steered the car toward his destination.

Before long, the Explorer police car, controlled by Eric, arrived in the Ryder neighborhood.

But it's visibly much more desolate than the bustling city center.

Only a few streetlights were on along the road.

(End of this chapter)