19_Police Procedure

Noah, are you sure the process you just mentioned is correct? Shouldn't we provide first aid immediately? Saving lives should be the most urgent task."

"Jimmy, I know you're a good person, caring and compassionate, but as police officers, we first need to protect ourselves, eliminate all risks in advance, and then assist others. Police officers do not have a specific obligation to protect individuals; we protect public safety."

Noah's words had a huge impact on Jimmy. The standard procedure in the country prioritizes rescuing and evacuating the victims, with the safety of people's lives and property being the top priority. However, in the United States, it has become a matter of the police's safety first, and the police do not have an obligation to protect individuals??

Jimmy was driving slowly, deep in thought. Noah no longer urged him to speed up. After several months of working with Jimmy, Noah understood his character. This completely professional and standardized procedure indeed required some time to adapt to. Jimmy had not undergone lengthy police academy training; he could only be taught bit by bit during handling cases.

"Adam47, robbery at the intersection of West 12th Street and South Academy Street. A pedestrian reported that a black man robbed a woman and ran west along West 12th Street."

"Adam47, received."

Jimmy turned on the sirens and lights, accelerating towards West 12th Street. Upon arrival, he observed the crowd and saw a commotion ahead. Jimmy drove his police car straight there, got out, closed the door, drew his baton, and shouted for the crowd to make way. He saw a black man turning at the intersection, heading towards Cleveland Street, while a woman was shouting for help.

He used the radio to instruct Noah to drive to Cleveland Street first and then put away his baton to run after the suspect.

Jimmy was physically fit. Although he was weighed down by equipment, his speed wouldn't decrease significantly in the short term. He chased the suspect from a distance of about tens of meters, shouting, "Pulaski County Police, stop." Of course, the shouting was not effective, mainly to follow the procedure and continue pursuing.

After running about a block, they reached the College Park. Jimmy accelerated towards it. If the suspect entered the park, whether among the flowers or trees, it would severely affect visibility, potentially allowing the suspect to escape. This was Jimmy's first solo case. As for Noah, he had already replied over the radio that he would not participate in any arrests unless there was danger; he would simply follow in the car.

"Pulaski County Police, make way."

Jimmy pushed through the crowd, following the suspect into the park. Desperately, he discovered that the park was filled with numerous trees and winding pathways with several grassy areas interspersed. Without swift capture, the suspect would certainly escape once inside the woods.

Jimmy continued the pursuit, closing the distance to about 3, 40 meters. The suspect ahead ran decisively towards the forest. He ran through the flower beds on both sides of the path, with Jimmy closely behind, leaping over the flowers.

As they neared the forest, luck was on his side. The suspect stumbled on a tarp laid out on the grass, tumbling and falling. Before the suspect could get up, Jimmy pounced and pinned him down.

"Pulaski County Police, don't move." Jimmy grabbed the suspect's right arm, bent it back, retrieved handcuffs from his waist, and secured them. He then restrained the suspect's body and handcuffed the left hand behind his back. With the suspect now subdued, Jimmy proceeded to conduct a preliminary search to ensure no weapons were hidden on him.

"Noah, suspect apprehended. Where are you?" "At the park entrance. Come over."

Jimmy lifted the suspect, picked up a lady's handbag from the ground, and walked back along the path to the park entrance. Onlookers gestured and whispered, but no one approached.

Jimmy placed the suspect in the back cage, returned to the driver's seat, and drove back to West 12th Street. He needed to reunite the victim with her belongings and conduct a brief interview with the caller, following the procedure.

On the street, Jimmy found the victim and the caller, made a record on-site, asked the victim to verify her belongings at the station in the afternoon, and then drove the suspect back to the station.

After completing the detention process, Jimmy and Noah left the station and went to the nearby food truck. It was a Mexican-style fast food truck, the most convenient place for lunch near the station.

"Noah, how did I do today?"

"Decent, with a few minor issues that won't affect my evaluation. Let's continue in the afternoon."

After lunch, Jimmy and Noah set out again. Noah remained in plain clothes, with his badge tucked away, fully committed to completing the Field Training Officer's uniformed day.

The tedious patrol continued, dispersing a group of unruly teenagers gathering on the street, which involved little more than shoving; not even a proper fight. If it escalated to physical violence, it would provide valuable case-handling experience. But just pushing and shoving called for swift dispersal to save on paperwork.

Around 3 pm, Jimmy received a dispatch about a domestic violence case and hurried to the scene.

Jimmy got out of the car and stood outside the wooden fence, assessing the target house. Something seemed off; there were furniture fragments scattered on the front lawn, seemingly thrown from the second-floor window. The door was closed, and no sounds could be heard from outside.

He approached the side of the house and knocked, "Pulaski County Police, open up." No response after several knocks. He moved to a window, peering inside, but found no one in the dining room or kitchen.

"Adam47, no response inside the house, damaged furniture on the lawn, suspected thrown from the second floor. Can you contact the caller? I need to verify some information."

"The caller is their neighbor, Mary."

"Adam47, received."

Jimmy headed to the neighbor to gather information. As he took a few steps, a loud thud was heard as a thick book fell from the second floor, narrowly missing his head.

"Adam47 reporting, a book fell from the second floor; there might be someone inside. I'm going in for inspection."

Jimmy drew his gun, kicked the door open, and cautiously entered the room. He checked the ground floor first, then proceeded up the stairs. After ensuring the ground floor was clear, he ascended, checked two rooms, and found a young man sitting against the wall, blood on his head, and his arm hanging limp.

"Pulaski County Police, what happened here?" Jimmy holstered his gun, approached the young man, conducted a basic examination, noting a head injury and a possibly dislocated left arm, which seemed immobile.

"My stepfather was drunk and hit me before leaving," the young man briefly explained the situation.