Police Detective

Sometimes, a chat between two people doesn’t always end happily.

Between men and women, how to tell who has a deeper affection for whom? It just depends on who said the last words in each chat. Often there will be men and women who have just fallen in love who are so bored that they stay bored for another hour at three or four in the morning just to say the last good night.

The driver's last words were not meant to talk to Bai Song, but purely to find some verbal comfort.

"Don't underestimate our job. We all have it. We want to be free. We can go wherever we want." Seeing that Bai Song didn't seem to want to pay attention to him, the driver muttered boringly: "Steering wheel It’s in my hands.”

"There are two left-turn lanes ahead. Take the second lane. There are fewer cars." Bai Song said.

"Okay, okay, it's up to you." The driver turned on the turn signal.

"Eh?" Bai Song seemed to suddenly remember something: "As you mentioned, some drivers don't charge for catching fugitives? Why are there still such people?"

"This is not new," the driver said happily: "Some people are not short of money and do this just for fun. But there are also renters who like to inquire about this information. Some people actually provided clues to the police and arrested them. "

"So who is this person you are talking about?" Bai Song asked again.

"Ah?" The driver didn't expect Bai Song to ask for more details. The car stopped on the road where he was about to turn left. He took out his mobile phone and searched through WeChat, but couldn't find it.

The driver's mobile phone was an older smartphone, probably three years old. But he was older and didn't use it fluently. After playing with it for a while, he saw the green light for turning left turned on, and handed the phone directly to Bai Song. "In the 'Nothing Lao Lao Chat' group, my name is Datou Liu."

Bai Song took it and searched for the word "big head" in the group. While searching, he said, "Why do you call it that? Does it have a big head?"

"I just made a note." The driver seemed a little embarrassed to say.

Bai Song generally understood. Although the driver was bragging about this person's deeds, he might still look down on this kind of person in his heart. He thought this kind of person was stupid and was being taken advantage of.

"Big Tou Liu" Bai Song took a look and saw that the avatar was a Q version of a soldier, but before he clicked on it, he saw another "Big Tou" in the search bar with an avatar. When he clicked on it, it turned out to be someone he had met. .

Bai Song has been working for so long, and he has encountered someone who left without taking the money after being beaten.

That was the first day Bai Song officially went to the police station. When he went to the Sanlin Road Police Station, he met the taxi driver. At that time, the driver received 300 yuan in compensation from two middle-aged women, but he just kept the money. The police station didn't ask for it, and later called him to ask him to pick it up at the police station, but he never went. (third chapter)

There are so many cases of fighting for money that no one can remember it, but it was the first time for Bai Song, Wang Liang, and even Li Han to see a case of fighting for free, so they left a very deep impression.

I jotted down the WeChat IDs of two people. It wouldn't be a bad thing to know more of these people. They are very enthusiastic when running around every day.

Soon, Bai Song met Wang Liang and others.

"It's all up to me. Do you think I'm crazy? Why do I have to tell you if I have clues? You're running back now. I'm so convinced." Wang Liang said: "The person you just called me to check, I'm looking for him." I checked and found that there was no hotel check-in record when he came here. He probably stayed at a friend's house. What's going on with you? Why is this interesting?"

"When things go wrong, there must be monsters," Bai Song said: "By the way, on the way today, I met a taxi driver. He knew the brother who confiscated 300 yuan when we first started working. I I want that person’s WeChat account.”

"Is this okay?" Wang Liang was convinced.

There was no WeChat in 2011. At that time, Li Han could not contact the person through the phone number. It is possible that the person did not want him, so he did not answer the call.

Li Han still keeps 300 yuan and keeps it in the group.

Wang Liang was interested in this matter. He asked Bai Song for his WeChat ID, called Li Han and asked Li Han to contact him.

It’s a good story that the police still haven’t forgotten this incident after four years.

"Do I need to find the media to report to Chief Li?" Bai Song asked.

"Haha, no need." Wang Liang shook his head: "It's not that pretentious."

After chatting for a while, Bai Song started to talk to everyone about the box.

According to common sense, the source of this box shouldn't be too far away, but it shouldn't be too close either.

But this does not mean that if the net is cast wider, the city bureau will issue an order requiring each police station to go to the waste collection station in its jurisdiction and ask. The waste collection industry is all about "confusion".

There is a saying that "heroes don't ask where they come from, and cables don't ask where they came from." This circle really doesn't know everything. Basically, the police came and found the missing items, presented them with both hands, and then expressed ignorance.

So I cast a net everywhere and asked, but many people didn’t want to cause trouble and just said they didn’t know.

"Do you still know anyone in this field?" Everyone was a little confused: "Are you talking about the boss in the murder case of Li?"

"It's not him, but he is nearby. He is a cultural person." Bai Song thought of a rickety figure, "This man must know a lot."

"Okay, I'll go take a look with you." Wang Huadong looked at his watch: "Read it early and go accompany your siblings early."

"Yeah." Bai Song nodded.

Sun Jie stayed here to help, and the remaining four went directly to Jiuhe District.

The person Bai Song wants to see is Zhao Qi. (Chapter 542)

Zhao Qi has a retarded daughter who was caught stealing a mobile phone. She was later released on bail pending trial, but was not punished because she had no capacity to act. He has been collecting scrap for decades.

When I saw Zhao Qi again, he was still the same as before, about 1.5 meters tall, 80 to 90 pounds, with a hunched back, but he no longer smelled bad, and his beard was shaved - his face was all scratched.

"Leader Bai, you say it, you say it."

Zhao Qi always referred to Bai Song and others as "government". Later, Bai Song corrected him several times and it became what it is now.

Bai Song told him about the situation of the box and asked him if he knew about it.

"We usually don't accept these things." Zhao Qi was a little puzzled: "This thing is not valuable. The newer ones are fine. If you collect them, you can sell them to some poor people. If they are very broken, no one will want them. If you give them to me, , I will just crush it and pull out the aluminum alloy or iron pipe inside."

"If it's not too broken, would you tie it up with wire like this?" Bai Song asked.

"I don't often come across these things. If they are not too broken and the price is very cheap, I will accept them. Then there are people who want these." Zhao Qi thought for a while: "But they need to be tied up with wires. There must be a lot of them. I like to collect them." How many people are there for this thing?”