America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 81 Swamp Creatures

Supervisor Cooper's application was quickly approved after being submitted. The police were very happy to learn that their security personnel had independently arrested the wanted criminal and immediately notified the local mental hospital, which was already sending people to retrieve him.

With Sig's cooperation, the staff successfully dispersed the homeless people. The injured were given only basic first aid, some medical gauze and bandages, and then sent to other shelters for meals, leaving the problem to those shelters.

We're closing down for the day, and I'll be on paid leave this afternoon.

Zhang Ailun, as the injured party, sat on the balcony being well-fed and cared for, waiting for the insurance company representatives to come and conduct a handover and examination. Meanwhile, Sieg, fully armed, guarded the unconscious, mentally ill Black man.

Not long after, a vehicle from the mental hospital stopped in front of the asylum. Several medical staff and a slightly overweight middle-aged man got out. Under Reina's guidance, they met the unconscious black man, Alexander.

I recognized him at a glance!

Even if your head is wrapped up like a mummy and turned to ashes, the staff at mental hospitals will never forget it!

"Thank God! It's him! Thank you so much for your help in finding this patient; otherwise, it's unimaginable how many more people he might have harmed!"

Dean Hall breathed a sigh of relief. Heaven knows how devastated he must have felt when he learned that this black man had escaped from the hospital and committed a series of crimes, including stabbing passersby, and that the police had called his personal cell phone in the middle of the night, waking him up on his waterbed in the villa.

Fortunately, a kind person helped him resolve this matter; otherwise, if his reputation had been damaged and he had been unfairly blamed, he would have been in serious trouble.

He shook hands with the shelter staff and supervisor Cooper, expressing his gratitude. "Supervisor Cooper, it's all thanks to you! Is this your security guard? Look at him! How strong he is!" He praised Sieg for a long time.

Sieg saluted and said, "It's our duty!"

"This gentleman looks like a veteran," the director said with a smile. "America is strong and prosperous because of people like you! May I ask what your rank was in the military?"

This person's speech has a political flavor to it.

Sieg disliked him from the bottom of his heart.

He had seen many such people in the army; they smelled like those infamous swamp creatures.

"Captain."

Upon hearing this, the dean's smile faded slightly, and his attitude became lukewarm.

He's only so young and already a captain, one more step and he'll be an officer. I never imagined he'd be demoted and sent to guard the gate. You must have offended someone. Stand back! Don't get my blood on you!

Then he went over to Zhang Ailun, who was being helped downstairs, and asked him about his well-being. What a lightning-fast change of attitude.

Zhang Ailun didn't know why Reina was helping him, making it seem like he was half-paralyzed. His hand was injured, not his leg; maybe she was just playing along.

"Compared to your security work, our mental hospital's security is like a sieve! The staff are all slacking off!"

After much painful reflection, the dean has made up his mind to hire and train a professional security team, and the security cameras must be refurbished and repaired. He can no longer continue to embezzle funds.

Otherwise, it will cause a huge mess!

The municipal government has policies and projects to support the establishment of private mental hospitals and non-profit organizations, and there are annual funding and resource allocations. However, if something unexpected happens or causes public opinion problems, then the financial support will definitely be cut, making it very inconvenient to do anything.

The most obvious example is the weekly or monthly Uncensored Convention, which is only open to the upper class of Los Angeles or wealthy celebrities with significant influence.

If nothing happens to you, you'll be surrounded by a bunch of friends. But if something does happen, they'll all wash their hands of it, and they won't even give you the tickets or invitations.

Sigh! I'll just have to be tough on myself for the next few months and cut back on my greed. I was originally planning to buy my 18-year-old internet celebrity girlfriend a Panamera.

The dean sighed. "I'm suffering so much!"

Cooper chuckled. "Do you even have anyone in your security department? It's not all just that security grille. It's somewhat useful when there's electricity, but without it, even a dog could sneak out. This guy's a better money-maker than him!"

"Director Cooper, how come this patient is so badly injured? You didn't mistreat him during the enforcement process, did you?" The director examined Old Black's condition and suddenly became worried that Old Black might die on the way or in his mental hospital bed.

Wouldn't that just cause him more trouble? Why don't you wait two months before you die?!

"That's not true!"

Cooper said, "The criminal committed the crime in the street, and our security personnel risked their lives to subdue him. The detention center's security room also has a copy of the video footage. Law enforcement is like that! There's always a bit of rough play involved! No one can guarantee that unexpected situations won't occur."

The dean quickly added, "Of course, I understand your situation. After all, you did a very good job with security! Someone was even injured because of it, and that responsibility lies with me; I must reflect on my actions. The police station doesn't need you to take responsibility; I will explain to them."

"That's great! Hopefully, something like this won't happen again!"

Supervisor Cooper and the dean exchanged a few more perfunctory words of concern before having Alexander, the Black man, lifted into the car.

"I promise!!" The dean decided to put more locks on those dark-skinned patients when he got back.

The handcuffs and shackles of ancient Rome were quite nice in design, and the ones with barbs were also good.

The electric shock power must be increased!

So there's a Professor Yang on the West Coast too.

Zhang Ailun couldn't help but sigh.

After the vehicle from the mental hospital left, around noon, the insurance company representatives also arrived.

They were just going through the motions. They briefly checked Zhang Ailun's injuries, took a picture of his arm, and without even showing their faces, issued a medical certificate and compensation, making him sign it with the name of Leon, a shelter employee.

Zhang Ailun received a generous workers' compensation payment of three times his hourly wage, totaling $900!

Supervisor Cooper was in a good mood and gave the employees the day off.

Sieg's salary was also calculated based on an 8-hour workday, which was $320. Cooper also promised to hire him to help with similar needs in the future.

He went out and drove around two streets, then drove his Chevrolet Blazer to the city's central administrative building to pay his respects.

Zhang Ailun wasn't interested in this. He lay on a beach chair on the second-floor balcony, sipping an iced drink, counting his US dollars, and scrolling through short videos. His total net worth had reached $8257.

Sure enough, not long after, I saw news about the Bali relief food truck in the Fifth Street area being looted and vandalized.

(End of this chapter)