"Boss, are you okay?" As soon as they walked out of the interrogation room, Robbins and the others at the police station stood up immediately and looked at Jiang Hai nervously. Although Winthrop was not a large town, it was not small either. After such a major incident, the news spread throughout the town quickly. Robbins and the others drove to the police station as soon as they heard the news. Seeing the nervous expressions of the people in front of him, Jiang Hai chuckled.
Whether they were afraid that they would not be able to develop here in the future, and thus lose their jobs, or they were just worried about themselves, at least now their hearts were sincere.
Looking at Robbins, Burke, Philemon, Harriman, Bell, and Edward in front of him, Jiang Hai took a deep breath.
"It's nothing, just some skin injuries." Jiang Hai nodded to several people and said lightly.
"I think you still need to apply for a portable gun license, otherwise it will be too difficult to ensure your safety." Hearing that Jiang Hai was fine, Robbins thought for a moment and said with a headache.
"Well, let's talk about this later." To be honest, Jiang Hai also wanted to apply for a gun license, but this required cooperation from the local police station. Given Jiang Hai's current relationship with the police, it was obviously not the right time for this.
"Mr. Jiang Hai, what should we do about this incident?" Seeing that Jiang Hai had finished talking to his men, the lawyer behind him came over and asked seriously. What should they do? Jiang Hai had to speak.
"I was almost killed. Naturally, this matter cannot be settled peacefully. Those who beat me can be charged with whatever crimes they can be, at most." Most Chinese people tend to make a big issue smaller or make a small issue disappear, but Jiang Hai was not one of them. He was a vindictive person.
Whoever bit him, he would make them pay, even if they took advantage of this conflict.
"Those people have already used guns, and according to the footage from the roadside camera, extortion, kidnapping, and intentional injury are inevitable. They can also be charged with murder." After thinking for a while, the lawyer said lightly.
In the United States, just like in China now, the Sky Eye system is deployed. The so-called Sky Eye system is a comprehensive surveillance system covering almost every location, leaving almost no blind spots. For example, there are cameras on electric poles, intersections, and even trees. Except for some slums, there are cameras in almost every corner of the United States. Of course, there are still no cameras in some private places. It was easy for a big lawyer like Moses Adams to access the information from the cameras.
"Then install it. What about the police station?" Without thinking, Jiang Hai turned around and asked.
"The police station is much simpler. Extorting bribes, threatening the plaintiff, and testimonies about taking money are enough to make these people never rise again. At least that guy will have to go to jail for a few years." Hearing Jiang Hai's words, the lawyer laughed.
Hearing his words, Jiang Hai curled his lips. Why threaten him for a long time, but only end up with a few days in jail? It was too light.
"Just do as you say. I just want the best result. Do you understand? Money is not an issue. If I don't get this cleared up, I won't be able to survive in the United States." Jiang Hai said word by word, looking at Moses Adams in front of him.
"That's natural." Hearing Jiang Hai's words, Moses Adams laughed.
Since money was not a problem, everything else was too. After hearing Jiang Hai's conversation, the faces of the policemen nearby turned ugly. They knew that this time, they were truly in for a major operation.
But Jiang Hai didn't care about that. He walked out of the police station with his men. However, as soon as they stepped out, a group of people anxiously surrounded them. When Jiang Hai saw the figures on the ground, he was shocked. He had expected to be surrounded as soon as he left the police station. But after taking a closer look, he saw that most of the people were women, with some men in their fifties or sixties. They obviously didn't pose much of a threat to him.
"Sir, please spare my son!"
"Sir, they are still young, please forgive them. As for the compensation, let's talk about it privately!"
"Sir..." "Sir..."
Sure enough, these people didn't attack Jiang Hai but surrounded him instead. Some women immediately began crying to Jiang Hai. Hearing their words, Jiang Hai's face turned cold. Without a doubt, these must be the family members of the men who attacked him. But Jiang Hai was no saint. He had no sympathy for these parents.
"This is their own decision, and my decision will not change. Get out of the way!" Jiang Hai said to the crowd in front of him, and he directly pushed through the crowd. Under the protection of his cowboys, he made his way to the parking lot outside the police station. At this time, the cowboys drove the three cars from the manor. Jiang Hai said nothing and directly got into the F650.
"Sir, sir, it's my fault for not disciplining my brother. We will compensate you for whatever damages you need, but please don't..." Seeing Jiang Hai getting into the car, a man in jeans hurried over and spoke anxiously.
Jiang Hai recognized this man. He was the young man Robbins had spoken positively about in the pub that day. His name was Augustine Wilson, and he was also the brother of Faraday Wilson.
"He is already an adult. He should be responsible for his actions. Since you didn't discipline him properly from the start, don't beg me now. That's it." Looking at the anxious young man in front of him, Jiang Hai lowered the car window and said coldly, then gestured to Robbins in front of him. Robbins started the engine and drove away with everyone.
Watching the taillights of the car fade, the people standing there were speechless. They had expected Jiang Hai's attitude to be tough, but they didn't expect it to be this tough. For a moment, some women couldn't hold back and started crying. Hearing their crying, the men next to them sighed helplessly. This situation was hard to handle.
"Boss, your dinner is ruined! Do you still want to eat that tonight?" Jiang Hai, Robbins, and Philemon were sitting in one car, while the other two cars were driven by Burke-Daller and Edward Anderson. Harriman and Bell sat in the co-pilot seats of the other cars. Jiang Hai didn't know what the atmosphere was like in the other two cars, but in this car, the mood was rather tense, with not a sound. About five minutes later, Philemon spoke first.
It was understandable. After all, Robbins and the others were all from this town. Even though they weren't closely related to the men who had tried to rob Jiang Hai, they had grown up with them. Now they were in a tough spot.
Jiang Hai needed to establish his authority and let everyone in this town know that he was not to be messed with. That's why he wouldn't let these people off the hook. But Robbins and his men were close to the townsfolk, making it difficult to be caught in the middle.
But for the sake of their job, they decided to stay neutral. The people in the United States were enthusiastic but also more clear-headed. They didn't have close relationships with the wrongdoers, and although the situation was awkward, it wasn't to the point where they would risk their jobs to beg for mercy on their behalf. After thinking about it, Philemon spoke first.
"Oh, it's dead. Such a big carp, wasted." Hearing Philemon's words, Jiang Hai couldn't help but sigh. It seemed his plan to cook fish tonight was ruined.
"There are plenty of fish like that in our river, and there are even bigger ones than that. Besides, those young men don't go fishing—they shoot fish." Hearing Jiang Hai's sigh, Robbins abruptly changed the subject.
"Shooting fish?" Jiang Hai was stunned for a moment. Shooting fish was not hard to understand. It probably meant shooting fish with a bow or crossbow. He had seen it on the internet before, but he had never tried it himself.
"Boss, if you want to try, there's an outdoor goods store in town where they sell bows and arrows," Robbins said with a smile.
"Hmm? They have that? Never mind. It's so late now, and I'm guessing everyone hasn't eaten yet. Let's eat in town." Hearing Robbins, Jiang Hai nodded with a chuckle.
"Okay, I'll have Vicki drive over too." Philemon laughed and then called his wife, who was still at home. At the same time, Robbins used the intercom to inform the other two cars. As soon as the three cars turned the corner, they headed to another part of the town.
The United States is a typical immigrant country. The country itself doesn't have any deep traditions or historical culture, and even its food lacks uniqueness.
When you mention American cuisine, 90% of people will think of two words: fast food.
Yes, fast food dominates the restaurant industry in the United States. Aside from that, most of the food here is from other countries—Chinese restaurants, although poor in quality, at least look like Chinese food. In addition to Chinese food, there are Japanese restaurants, teppanyaki, sushi, and Korean barbecue. The most high-end is French cuisine, while German food is the most affordable since it mainly consists of meat. The most popular is Italian food.
You know, pizza—the aircraft carrier of fast food—comes from Italy. Tonight, Jiang Hai and his friends were going to eat Italian food, but not pizza. After all, Italian cuisine offers many other delicious dishes besides pizza.