"Suspect down. You can come in now," Jimmy shouted to two city police officers outside before he walked over to the suspect, kicked the handgun that had fallen to the ground away from him, and then secured the weapon, beginning to check if there was still a heartbeat or breathing.

This was the procedure he had to follow, though Jimmy was already certain the man was definitely dead. He still had to follow the steps regardless.

One city police officer stayed by the suspect while the other went upstairs to look for the person who had reported the crime. Jimmy said to the officer who remained, "I fired the shot. Following regulations, you need to take custody of my weapon for now. Someone from our station will come soon."

Jimmy and the remaining officer went back to his patrol car and he contacted the dispatch center through the radio, asking them to inform Sergeant Cage to come to the scene, then he removed his firearm and duty belt, placing them in the trunk of the patrol car.

The officer stood by the trunk of the patrol car, watching Jimmy, who completely ignored him and sat down beside the police car, lighting a cigarette.

The high precision of his revolver, Heart Eye, allowed him to cover the whole battleground as long as the range wasn't too wide. It wasn't difficult for him. Of course, if there were too many opponents, it would be another story, as stray bullets still had to be avoided.

Jimmy found that he had really changed. When he fired the gun earlier, he hadn't felt nervous at all. It was as if he was playing a shooting game with a "see-through cheat," observing the target move to the wall, showing his head, then shooting, killing, mission over.

Now he had time to reflect on the whole process, he realized a big problem. He forgot to talk to the suspect before entering the building. Earlier, after having used his ability and discovering that the person who called the police upstairs might have been harmed, his immediate choice was to enter and arrest or kill the suspect, completely forgetting the police protocol, which required calling out, talking, and then deciding whether to use force.

Jimmy was in trouble, and while the others hadn't arrived yet, he needed to quickly think about how to answer to this issue.

A few minutes later, several other police cars and an ambulance from the Little Rock City Police Department arrived at the scene. Medical personnel checked the suspect and immediately declared him dead. The elderly lady in the upstairs bathroom had also died from a gunshot wound. The suspect had killed someone before the police's arrival and had been resisting arrest with a gun, refusing to come out and surrender.

The sergeant from LRPD came over to Jimmy, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Thanks, brother, you're a sharp shooter." Then he left with the officer who was watching Jimmy's equipment, as Jimmy's immediate supervisor Sergeant Cage had also arrived at the scene.

Cage looked at Jimmy, who was sitting on the ground smoking, and was speechless. He had said before that the rate of violent crimes in Arkansas wasn't high, and yet in a short period, Jimmy had already killed two suspects.

Cage didn't want to say anything more at the scene. He walked over to the sergeant from LRPD, borrowed an officer to drive Jimmy's car, and took Jimmy's equipment to his own police vehicle, letting Jimmy ride with him back to the county police station.

At the station, Jimmy started writing his case report right away. He had sorted out the entire logic during this time. Although he couldn't guarantee everything would go smoothly, at least he had a reason now.

After the report was finished, Jimmy went directly to sleep in the break room, as there would be the routine inquiry session early the next morning.

Early the next day, Director James and a colleague from the Ministry of Internal Affairs were already waiting in the inquiry room for Jimmy.

Jimmy narrated the case once again, consistent with his report from the previous day. He had received notification from the dispatch center during his night patrol, arrived at the scene, communicated with the LRPD colleagues about the case, and then went to the side to observe through a window before entering the building and firing his gun. He went through the entire process, especially noting the time at each point: notified during patrol after 10 PM, arrived at the scene at 10:30 PM, prepared to enter the room at 10:40 PM, and neutralized the suspect at 10:43 PM. The reason that prompted him to enter the house was that there had been no contact or sound from the person who reported the crime for nearly an hour, and he suspected that the caller had been harmed and needed to verify the situation inside.

Having recorded all the information, Jimmy received another administrative leave and went straight home. Taking advantage of the few days off, Jimmy decided to improve his police light and even create a few prototypes. Once the patent came through, he planned to discuss purchasing with the police department and would need to find a contract manufacturer in advance.

With his only firearm now sealed at the police station and prohibited from roaming outside while on administrative leave, Jimmy was content to stay home, cook, and watch TV. He planned to save up to buy a computer as the patent application had nearly drained his savings.

Although the internet wasn't as developed as it would be 20 years later, it was, at least, usable for searching information. Now in the year 2000, computers were quite expensive in the US, costing over 2000 US dollars for a complete set. After seeing the prices, Jimmy had given up the idea, as even with working overtime, he had only received a few months' salaries after deducting rent, utilities, and the expenses from the patent and materials. At least he wasn't living paycheck to paycheck anymore.

His only entertainment now was watching TV. He went downstairs to the supermarket, bought some groceries and semi-prepared food, and planned to stay home and not go out.

This administrative leave was a day longer than the last one, and on the third day, he received a call from the police station, notifying him to come to the station.

It was the same old routine, the same old flavor. Director James and the colleague from the Ministry of Internal Affairs as usual explained the findings from the prosecutor's office, directing him to return to work the next day.

But this time Jimmy was lucky. The prosecutor's office had contacted the LRPD officer who had responded that night for an inquiry, who then mentioned a point Jimmy had overlooked: before entering the house, Jimmy had made tactical signals, indicating to the officers to support him as he went in. This action added procedural integrity to Jimmy's actions, since the LRPD officers had already informed him that the suspect was armed and had fired at their patrol car, so Jimmy's entry into the room with backup and subsequent actions were justified as a clear response to an armed confrontation, using a handgun as equal force against the suspect without procedural errors.

Jimmy was relieved. This time the suspect hadn't fired at him in his presence, and technically, his action of killing the suspect was considered a predetermined stance, a premeditated action.

This incident had come to a close, and for Jimmy, apart from adding to the thickness of his file, there was also an unexpected gain. According to the county police station's custom, new officers hang a single mountain stripe on their uniform after their probation period and two stripes after five years of service. Though both represent Deputy Sheriff, two stripes signify a senior officer with increased salary and also the FTO privileges - if the police station takes in newcomers, they can carry out training tasks.

In some police stations, they also select personnel from among those with two mountain stripes to become detectives who wear plain clothes and drive unmarked cars for their missions.