America: Starting with Daily Intelligence
Chapter 167 - 132 Life Is Just That Hard

Chapter 167: Chapter 132 Life Is Just That Hard

"Are you Juan Jin?"

Mig, who recently heard about Allen Zhang from the homeless, also knew that Sieg and Dominic were his friends, as they all belonged to the same team. However, this was their first formal meeting.

Now that Allen Zhang had a real identity, naturally, he didn’t need to hide anymore. Shaking hands, he smiled and said, "Hello, Officer Mig, it’s an honor to meet you."

"Just call me Mig. It’s still work hours, we need to formally discuss the case. Are you sure that the wanted Black criminal, McDonald, as well as the drug-dealing gang members, will appear on this street? What is your relationship with the eyewitness who provided the information?"

With the body camera on, Officer Mig couldn’t afford to talk about things irrelevant to the case.

"Of course, I’m sure he will show up around here," Allen Zhang said. "The person who provided the information is a homeless person from our team."

"Good, as long as you can cooperate with us to help catch these criminals, the person is ours, the bounty is yours."

Mig smiled slightly, "I really liked the cookies Sieg brought me last time."

Allen Zhang said, "If you liked them, next time I’ll ask Sieg to deliver a box to your house."

"Then it’s settled," Mig beamed with joy.

As for McDonald’s bounty, Mig actually wasn’t very concerned, but since the criminals had come to his jurisdiction, who would refuse money?

A few days ago, after destroying the pork smuggling den, they seized 2.5 million US dollars in illicit money. Almost everyone in the branch got a raise, and he distributed plenty of bonuses internally, everyone had a good feast.

The one responsible for providing intelligence, him, and Chief Mans, were even specifically praised by the chief of police!

Sieg was undoubtedly his great benefactor, not only did he save his life, but he also brought him such a grand gift. Once Chief Mans was promoted to Police Chief next year, after a few more months of experience and accumulating more achievements, he could directly become the Police Chief of Zone 5!

Ever since meeting Sieg, Mig felt like his luck had skyrocketed, shortening his journey by twenty years!!

While chatting, Black criminal McDonald also arrived as planned. Several Black people appeared near the phone booth on the street corner, wearing hooded sweatshirts, jogger pants, looking like athletes, with shifty eyes.

Soon, both parties contacted each other, seemingly having pre-agreed on the price, and walked into a secluded place to start the drug trade.

"Is it him?"

Officer Mig immediately asked his colleague nearby.

The junior officer confirmed through a photo, "He’s disguised himself, probably knows he’s being wanted. The people he’s meeting seem to be from a new gang in the nearby streets; they are involved in drug trafficking, violent debt collection, and threatening women into sexual transactions. Last month, a few drug-related individuals were captured by the anti-gang unit, some were sentenced to two and a half years, up to three years, and finally paid a $150,000 bail to be released."

"Why just $150,000?" Officer Mig was dissatisfied upon hearing this.

"We couldn’t find more evidence. They covered their tracks pretty well." His colleague also felt helpless.

Officer Mig sighed, "If only lawyer Dave had joined us earlier! These damn drug dealers! They should be rotting in jail!!"

His words were filled with dissatisfaction towards Black people, and anger over the perceived persecution of whites under the Black Lives Matter context.

His colleague quickly gestured to him, warning him to avoid sensitive topics about racial discrimination.

Yet, Officer Mig continued, "When those Black people surrounded me at night, hitting my head with lethal weapons, I knew these people needed to be punished! Since God let me survive, bestowed me with a sacred mission, I must fight the battle between justice and evil to the end!"

"You’re right."

His colleague understood his feelings; everyone knows how to play the victim, this recording, even if played, wouldn’t matter – after all, in the Southern Branch, no one understands the dangerous nature of Black people better than Officer Mig!

He’s a man who crawled out from hell.

A recent YouTube documentary that showcased the challenges faced by street-level officers had garnered over three hundred thousand views, now even reaching a million.

Further, a retired Black former Police Chief from the Brooklyn District of New York spoke out in support of Officer Mig, understanding and sympathizing with the difficulties faced by ordinary officers. He stated that some Black people should indeed be controlled.

His speech caused resentment and dissatisfaction, and he was criticized by Black people as a traitor.

But he’s no longer in office, already enjoying a generous pension, living in a villa, hugging a white lady, drinking foreign wines, and attending silver parties with Wall Street elites and celebrities, without caring for the life and death of the lower-class Black people.

Mig took out his radio to call for backup, "Prepare to act. We must not let the criminals and drug dealers escape."

"Received." Nearby officers received the notification and started driving towards the street.

Allen Zhang and Sieg also intensely followed the inner gossip of the officers, and soon saw other people approaching the criminals, likely those Bounty Hunters.

But as officers suddenly emerged from all directions, shouting, "Hands up!!!"

The Black men were startled on the spot.

Seeing the officers appear here, they turned their heads and ran without looking back, cash and white powders scattering all over the ground.