The first to arrive at the scene was Sergeant Cage, and even after many years in the force, this was the first time he had seen such a gruesome scene. Cage looked at Jimmy, frowning and shaking his head, as he took gloves out of his pocket, putting them on and going to the trunk to get a camera.

At outdoor gun battle scenes like this, it was difficult to draw lines and mark spots as one could inside a building. They could only place rulers next to the evidence and take photographs from various angles to document it.

The bullet holes in Jimmy's police car were concentrated on the front, primarily around the hood. The suspects likely aimed at the front to avoid hitting an accomplice in the back seat. At the beginning of the shooting, the aim was high to avoid the back seat, and since Jimmy was at the front during the standoff and they were at the rear, the back of the vehicle was never hit.

Two of the three bodies lay behind the car, the other on the grass by the side of the road. The side of the van behind had multiple bullet holes, and there was a suicide in the truck.

In the back seat of the police car was a drunkard, still asleep, a lucky soul who went through the entire gunfight without a single shot fired at the back seat. Since he was lying down in the back, he miraculously avoided all the bullets.

Jimmy leaned against the police car, watching Cage examine the bodies. His adrenaline had now worn off, and his hands began to tremble. Had he not leaned on the car, he might have already been sitting on the ground.

As Cage conducted his examination, the ambulance also arrived. Cage told them to bring out the body bags immediately—there was no need for emergency medical treatment for these four.

Cage, with his gloves on, bagged several guns and then started picking up shell casings from the ground. Jimmy couldn't intervene in these matters. As the person involved, if he touched the evidence collection, he could be complained about to death... especially since there was ADA Kaya Johnston at the District Attorney's office who had it out for him.

In these few minutes of rest, Jimmy had already imagined how ADA Kaya would treat his case when it was submitted to the district attorney. His role in several past cases had already earned him the nickname "Butcher," and now with four more, he expected to be labeled the cruel "Executioner" next time.

As for the police report, that wasn't much trouble. They all knew his marksmanship and this kind of situation had occurred several times before; they should have enough immunity by now.

After collecting all the shell casings, Cage walked over to Jimmy. Neither of them said a word; Jimmy simply took off his duty belt, including the leg holster, and handed them to Cage. The process was smooth as water; of all the officers in the department, he had gone through this procedure the most times.

Cage stored all the evidence in the trunk of his police car, while Jimmy sat in the passenger seat, staring blankly. The drunkard was also pulled up and thrown into the back seat of Cage's car. Jimmy's police car and the two suspects' vehicles would both have to be towed away.

Cage waited outside the police car for the tow truck; the ambulance had already left, and as soon as the tow truck arrived, he would be able to drive back to the station.

Back at the station, Jimmy grabbed a report form and began filling it out before finding himself surrounded by onlookers. After returning to the station, Cage had thoroughly publicized Jimmy's actions: four out of five gunmen were wiped out, and Jimmy came out without a scratch.

The DEA agents were still around, and upon hearing about Jimmy's exploits, they each passed by him as if he were a giant panda on display.

Jimmy simply stopped writing and pulled a chair next to him for the agents to sit down and chat. After briefly recounting what had happened and satisfying the agents' curiosity, he felt at ease and continued writing the report.

The drunkard who precipitated the incident was now being dealt with by Cage, and all Jimmy needed to do was to finish the report. There wasn't much left to do after that except for the routine leave, a process he was well familiar with.

The report wasn't complicated—a gunfire exchange incident sparked by a drunkard. The crux of the issue was the identity of the individuals who arrived later and their relationship with the drunkard. These questions would have to wait until the drunkard was fully sober and could be interrogated by Cage.

Jimmy detailed the number of times he had fired and the reactions of the assailants. Regarding the events at the rear of the vehicle, although he had seen it, he really wasn't supposed to have seen anything, so he wrote what he guessed their tactics were. This part might seem like total conjecture, but the outcome was inevitable—four people taken down, the driver escaped.

Having completed the report, Jimmy brought it straight to Cage and then headed to the rest room to lie down on his own cot. Until he got leave, there was nothing Jimmy could do. If he left the police station without authorization or handled cases on his own, he could be caught breaking protocol, likely invalidating all of his work since the procedures wouldn't be proper.

As usual, Jimmy didn't get the notification for questioning until the next day. And, as usual, the efficiency was very poor. This time, it was the familiar faces—Sergeant Aud Palmer and the Chief would have been enough, but this time, ADA Kaya was an additional presence. According to protocol, the police department should have submitted the report before the district attorney's office got involved.

Jimmy once again described the standard protocol—a process starting from when he noticed the pickup truck weaving in front of him to controlling the driver and calling a friend to drive the car—there was no dissent here since it was the standard operating procedure.

The first time Sergeant Palmer interrupted Jimmy was when he asked how Jimmy had evaded Rex's sneak attack and avoided the first wave of gunfire from the suspects.

Jimmy's reasoning was robust—the assailants that came later had exhibited several anomalies. First, they parked their vehicle behind the police car, together with the pickup in front, limiting the police car's mobility and increasing the threat to Jimmy.

Second, Rex, who got out of the vehicle, exhibited clear military traits and was likely recently discharged, including his attire and haircut. Jimmy could also feel the considerable strength in his hands when they shook.

Third, when Rex approached the pickup truck, he shouldn't have gotten too close to Jimmy. Jimmy had been suspicious from the start, and then Rex's sudden movement triggered Jimmy's defensive instincts, causing him to kick out. After the criminals inside the van opened fire, Jimmy shot Rex in the thigh.

Sergeant Palmer acknowledged Jimmy's reasoning. For police officers, who have to interact with all sorts of people every day, it's normal to have stronger defensive instincts.

That's when ADA Kaya raised an objection. "I disagree, you're treating everyone as a criminal, which is serious preconceived bias in law enforcement," she said.

Jimmy looked at Kaya with a speechless expression and after a few seconds, he spoke, "Ms. Kaya, police work is extremely dangerous. Every year, dozens of officers die from gun violence for various reasons, and even more die from accidental traffic accidents. For such a high-risk profession, being prepared for danger from any direction is a basic requirement of our job."

Kaya was about to continue when Sergeant Palmer raised his hand and interrupted her. "Ms. Kaya, the training courses at the police academy include how officers should protect themselves in different scenarios. Jimmy's actions did not violate any regulations. If you have an issue with this, please contact the POST Committee."