America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 28: American Iaido

Allen Zhang and Dominic parted ways at an intersection, with Dominic continuing to scavenge the streets and trying to recruit unorganized scavengers nearby.

However, as per the daily intelligence report’s hint, Allen Zhang headed to 96 Eito Street.

As expected, there were still many homeless people on this street.

But compared to other streets, this one seemed more orderly, and there were many pedestrians walking about.

The homeless were disheveled, clutching cardboard signs that read ’Bankrupt, homeless, very hungry, please help,’ and in front of them sat paper cups.

Just across the neighboring street was a discount store, and indeed Allen saw a few Black kids hesitating near it, seemingly not yet ready to engage in a Zero-Dollar Purchase, either waiting for others to come along.

Allen Zhang did not want to trouble himself, so he turned and walked into an alley, pulling an unfinished burger from a red trash bin.

Casually tossing it away, he wasn’t yet desperate enough to eat someone else’s leftovers.

fresh flowers.

And an unopened bottle of Pinot Noir.

Each flower was 2 US Dollars, but they were of no use to Allen; he couldn’t sell them, so he could only take them back to pacify the girls at the bridge tunnel camp.

Upon inspecting the packaging, Allen discovered that this was a recently produced mid-to-high-end red wine, specifically marketed to middle-class white-collar or blue-collar families, evidenced by the slogan in gold lettering: "Pinot Noir pairs well with fresh flowers."

If it were being marketed to ordinary poor families, there wouldn’t be any slogans; it would simply be: "Tastes good. Classic. Celebrities are drinking it. Take it or leave it."

Like the bare glass bottles from Old Village Chief and Niulanshan, and the intricately packaged porcelain bottles from Bai Niang Niao by the merchants.

The wine tasted astringent, and Allen couldn’t see what was good about it, feeling he had no taste to enjoy it.

This bottle of red wine wasn’t valuable—the transparent bottle was clean and sleek, not designed by a famous artist nor advertised by the manufacturer. Without any hype, no one would collect an ordinary glass bottle.

Scanning the barcode on the bottom showed that the retail price of this wine was generally around 400 US Dollars.

But because it was a new product sparingly supplied in the market, he guessed no one would buy it back.

Allen Zhang decided to keep the wine, and since he couldn’t sell it, he might as well reluctantly taste it himself.

Isn’t it said that flowers and red wine go well together? If the setting and conditions hinted to you are all set, just missing the offer of two little umbrellas, it might come in handy anytime.

No sooner had Allen Zhang stepped out of the alley than he heard noise from afar.

Several Black kids had already started their act, smashing the store’s glass and rushing in, grabbing wildly as several stunned employees watched.

The Blacks carried Walmart shopping bags, indiscriminately stuffing them until they bulged, and then started stuffing their own pockets.

From across the street, Allen watched this scene, decisively pulling out his phone to record the beautiful life on the West Coast, with no intention of offering help.

Never mind, Officer Mig would handle it.

The surrounding onlookers also pulled out their phones to record, and vehicles on the road became congested.

Some seeking to milk the situation for traffic exaggeratedly described with their phones pointed at the young Blacks: "Oh my! This is a poor street in Los Angeles, and this is happening again! It’s always those people!"

Such remarks, although they stirred discontent among the Black bystanders, left them unable to argue given the evidence.

Even some appeared eager to join.

Allen Zhang took a video with his phone and sent it to Simone.

Allen Zhang: Do you recognize any of these people involved in the Zero-Dollar Purchase?

Simone: Are you polite, Allen? How could I possibly know these guys!

Allen Zhang: I have prepared red wine and flowers, guess who they are for?

He then took a photo of the red wine and flowers in his hand and sent it to her.

Simone: Oh my! It’s not me, is it? Where did you get the wine? Did you also participate in the event? Why didn’t you tell me in advance?

Well then, it seems that your racial innate talents haven’t been forgotten.

But that’s also normal, considering the overall environment.

The San Francisco Police Department once reported an official statistic in the year-end summary stating that there were 6,050 reported home robbery cases locally throughout the year, with Zero-Dollar Purchase thefts reaching an astonishing 36,631 cases, totalling 54,635 incidents in a year, which translates to about 150 incidents per day, or nearly one every ten minutes.

Los Angeles, as the City of Angels and the second-largest bustling city in the United States, has statistics that are literally doubled.

GTA is still too conservative.

The Black girl couldn’t figure out where he got the mid-to-high-end red wine and flowers. Allen Zhang naturally didn’t mention he picked them from the trash.

Allen Zhang: It’s not you of course, could you please ask Jennifer if she’s free tonight?

:)

Sending a smiley face to show friendliness.

Simone: Fxxk! Why don’t you ask her yourself! Can’t you act like a human being? You are really annoying!!

The Black girl was about to explode from anger. If it’s not to hit on me, why did you send this to me? Is this fun for you?

Allen Zhang stretched the truth in his reply: Actually, it’s for you, are you free tonight? Simone, I think we could have a drink.

Simone: I don’t have time, I’m not planning to find a boyfriend yet!! Stop bothering me! I’m going to work now! ┌∩┐

Given the international friendly gesture.

Saying one thing but meaning another, huh?

Allen Zhang felt a bit regretful.

He then sent it to Rena, but got no response; she probably wasn’t working today, and who knows what she was doing.

No drinking buddy!

Feels so bland.

The Zero-Dollar Purchase by Lil’ Black reached halfway and sure enough, someone took action.

Allen Zhang locked on a tall White homeless man wearing a camouflage hat, who barged in blocking Lil’ Black, shouting and yelling, trying to stop them but to no avail.

A scuffle only angered Lil’ Black, who was hit on the forehead with a wine bottle, immediately bleeding profusely and collapsing to the ground.

"Fxxk! Why did you have to hurt someone? We just wanted to steal some stuff!! I don’t want to go back inside!!" The leading Old Black saw trouble and immediately freaked out and started cursing at his companions.

The Lil’ Black who accidentally hurt the man was dumbfounded and panicked, hurriedly grabbed the Walmart shopping bag and ran off.

The group had not got far when at another street at the crossroad, police cars that received the report started up, two black Dodges with flashing lights blocked their escape, and four officers got out and immediately drew their guns.

"Hands up!! Get down on the ground, don’t move! Let me see your hands!!!"

You could see donut residue on the officer’s lips and coffee-stained patterns on their shoulders.

The crime scene was at most just two streets away from where they were; usually, they wouldn’t bother much with such things since it happens all too often, but hearing someone was injured, they couldn’t just stand by!

Old Black, with a face full of dismay, had his escape route blocked by the officers, promptly dropped the loot, raised his hands, and proficiently lay down on the ground covering his head, getting detained on the spot.

But the guilt-ridden Lil’ Black who had hurt someone turned and ran without hesitation, reaching into his pocket.

Officer Mig roared upon seeing this scene, "Let me see your hands!! Damn scoundrel! Don’t move!!"

When Lil’ Black escaped from the crowd and ran to the middle of the road, the four officers decisively pulled the trigger -- bang bang bang bang...

They emptied the magazine, and Lil’ Black was riddled with bullets, immediately dropping dead on the spot.

The group of Zero-Dollar Purchase robbers was terrified, lying on the ground daring not to breathe heavily or move, with Old Black being arrested again not even half a day after being released.

The four officers on the scene were unsurprisingly about to enjoy a spell of administrative leave.

The Black women in the crowd also let out a wail full of sorrow: "Oh! No!! Damn it!!"

Allen Zhang was also startled by the decisiveness of the officers, clearing the magazines just like that?

He observed very carefully; he saw that the officer’s first shot had actually blown Lil’ Black’s head off, ending his life instantly.

Then, combined with the dozens of shots that the remaining three officers fired, they all hit Lil’ Black’s body and the ground.

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