Outside the detention room, Li Du asked, "What do you think? Take him away? "
Hans said, "I think it's possible. You heard what your live-in babe said. This guy is not a hot-tempered thug. He even volunteers at the community center occasionally."
He had been volunteering for the orphanage and always had a good impression of people with similar ideals.
Li Du nodded. He felt that paying the bail to take Godzilla away was a good deal. This guy was big, but he did not look fierce.
Chinese people believed in the appearance of the heart. Godzilla had a square face, and his eyes were clear and gentle. He was an easy-going person.
"Let's go pay the bail. It's going to be a big expense."
According to the separation of powers in America, the police had to first collect evidence after arresting a suspect. They had no right to try the suspect. Trial was within the jurisdiction of the judicial department.
From the time the police collected evidence to the time the case was handed over to the court for trial, there was often a long period of time. Under such circumstances, if the suspect did not want to stay in the police station, he could pay the bail to get his freedom.
Of course, not everyone could accept bail. Suspects who could cause great harm to society had to be kept in custody.
After paying the bail, the suspect left the police station. As long as he appeared in court on time, the police station would return the bail.
In other words, after Li Du and Hans paid the bail for Godzilla, the bail would be returned to them when Godzilla appeared in court.
Rose brought them to the bail office. A fat policeman received them. When he learned that they wanted to bail Godzilla out, he nodded and gave them a list.
Li Du looked down and saw that the bail was 15,000 dollars.
Hans took the bail form, put it on the table, and said, "Officer, according to the Eighth Amendment of the US Constitution, excessive bail cannot be imposed on suspects who are entitled to bail. We think this amount is too much."
The fat policeman said, "This guy has no property, no car, and no social security. It's very likely that he's running away from the law."
"The Eighth Amendment to the Constitution of the United States states that when the judicial department decides on the amount of bail, they have to consider the criminal suspect's tolerance for losing the bail. I don't think that big guy would be willing to lose four thousand dollars just for an acquittal."
Hans acted like a lawyer, his words powerful and resonant.
The fat cop shrugged, made a phone call, and changed the bail to four thousand dollars.
When he handed them the bail form, he said, "The bail can be in cash or other property, even real estate, or the property of a family member or relative …"
"If the defendant does not appear in court on time or violates other orders from the judicial department, the police department will confiscate all the bail money …"
Hans nodded to show that he understood. The fat policeman explained the terms and conditions clearly and then gestured for Li Du to pay.
"Sh * t, it's me again?"
"Uh, I don't have enough money. I took Natalie out recently and spent a lot of money."
Li Du rolled his eyes and swiped his bank card. Four thousand dollars flew away. However, he felt pretty good that he had gotten a strong subordinate.
Soon, Rose brought Godzilla out.
When this fellow was sitting down, his aura was already astonishing. Now that he was standing in front of them, the pressure was incomparably strong.
Li Du was 1.8 meters tall, which was quite a good height. However, facing Godzilla, he had to raise his head to speak. "You're taller than 2.1 meters, right?"
"2.15 meters," Godzilla sniffed and said.
"Then it's a pity that you don't play in the NBA with that height."
Godzilla smiled and did not say anything. It was obvious that he was a man of few words.
Hans teased him and asked him why he didn't practice basketball.
Godzilla stretched out his hand and said, "I did, but my arm span is short, so I can't play well. My coach said that I'm simple-minded and don't know tactics. "
His arms were indeed quite short. Li Du understood why this fellow was called Godzilla. Godzilla's upper limbs were also very short.
Seeing that his clothes were full of sweat stains, and his collar and sleeves were torn, Hans said, "I'll give you two weeks' salary in advance — three thousand dollars. Go buy some clothes first."
Godzilla thought for a while and said, "Two thousand dollars a month with food and shelter, is that okay?"
Hans looked at Li Du. Li Du nodded and said, "Okay, whichever you like."
Before buying clothes, they had to eat first. Godzilla said that he did not have enough to eat at the police station.
Li Du wanted to bring him to a western restaurant, but Godzilla shook his head and said, "Boss, let's have fast food."
"It's my first meal. It's not right to have fast food." Li Du was a little embarrassed.
Godzilla smiled and said, "It's fine as long as I'm full."
What a practical person, Li Du thought.
America was full of McDonald's and Burger King. The three of them went in, and Godzilla said, "Ten Supreme Chicken Burgers, five large Cokes, and a bucket of chicken nuggets. If possible, five black pepper steaks."
As he spoke, he looked at the two of them. Seeing this, Li Du shook his head and said, "You can order what you want. We've already had lunch."
"No, this is mine," Godzilla said carefully.
Hans covered his head and went to find a place to sit. Li Du took out his wallet and said, "Okay, bill."
"Hello, sir, that's a total of one hundred and forty dollars," the waiter said with a smile.
Li Du's mouth twitched. He swiped his card and left. Godzilla followed behind with his head down. After sitting down, he asked in a low voice, "Boss, did I eat too much?"
"Oh, not much. I like people who eat a lot. Don't worry, the boss can manage your meals," Li Du said with a smile. "But how many meals do you eat a day?"
"Four."
Li Du choked on this and said, "You eat this every meal?"
"How could that be?" Godzilla shook his head.
Li Du heaved a sigh of relief.
He continued, "I ate a little in the afternoon. Normally, I have to eat five more hamburgers."
Hans was going crazy. "Sh * t, which coach said you were simple-minded? You're so f * cking smart. I should pay you six thousand dollars a month! "
Li Du's eyes twitched. He felt that this big guy was not simple and honest at all.
According to Godzilla's normal appetite, he could eat more than five hundred dollars a day. His monthly salary would be tens of thousands of dollars a month!
The big guy shrunk his head and said carefully, "I can eat less."
Li Du smiled and said, "Don't worry and eat. As long as you don't screw up, I'll definitely let you eat your fill."
"Thank you, boss," Godzilla said, patting his chest. "I won't make any promises. But in the future, you don't have to do anything. Just watch."
Godzilla patted his chest and said, "When it came to eating his fill, he became more talkative.
Hans muttered, "I hope so."
"I swear, buddy, I'm not joking," Godzilla said.
Hans nodded, then frowned and said, "Why do you call him boss and call me buddy?"
Godzilla said, "Officer Rose said that the boss paid for my bail. The one who treated me to a meal was also the boss, not you."
Hans was flustered and exasperated. "D * mn it, I'm a boss too!"
"Call him Big Fox. Use honorifics," Li Du said.
Godzilla nodded and said, "Yes, boss."
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