Police Detective

Tiredness began to affect everyone, and the three juniors and sisters all began to become a little irritable.

Xu Zhuang is not the real end.

January 3, evening.

Yesterday everyone thought that Jiang Baolin would live in Xuzhuang, and did a lot of analysis for this, but after arriving, they found that it was not the case. There are indeed many people from Northeast China, but there are no relatives of Jiang Baolin. He just took the ride from here. The car continued to go out.

Going more than 20 kilometers east from Xuzhuang is the Yanjiao area, where rents are cheaper and a large number of migrants gather.

There is a shuttle bus here, because it is already outside the ring line, and foreign cars can also run, so there are many vehicles like Wuling Hongguang, and one car can pull eight to ten people to and from this line.

The price, only 8 yuan, a driver can run seven or eight round trips a day with good luck.

After receiving this news, Bai Song and others took two hours to find Jiang Baolin's car and called the driver through the license plate number.

The driver was shocked when he heard that the police were looking for him, thinking it was the superman who was spotted by the police. Later, the driver did not provide Bai Song with many valuable clues, because Jiang Baolin looked ordinary and the driver could not remember.

Knowing that the focus was near Yanjiao, everyone continued to rush to Yanjiao, and found nothing in Yanjiao until now.

From last night to tonight, 24 hours is enough to smooth out people. Fortunately, Bai Song arranged for everyone to rest in the hotel, otherwise there would be no combat effectiveness today.

"Let's go, eat, and go to bed after eating," Bai Song said: "Continue to check tomorrow."

"Brother, are the few of us holding back..." Yan Yu, who has always been proud, was also a little self-doubt at this moment. This place was called Wushuigou Village. The few of them searched for a whole day and found nothing.

Both Bai Song and Wang Liang have the ability to inquire independently, and the three of them are completely useless.

Here are some migrant workers. Unlike the manager who met in the restaurant yesterday, these people don't care much about the identity of the police.

People at the bottom of society may not care about this at all. They only care about whether they can work every day and whether they can get money after work. It is not a good choice to get along with them as a police officer.

Both Bai Song and Wang Liang were able to just grab a person and talk a few words. The three of them didn't even think about it. Except for Yan Yu who directly paid out to make people cooperate, the others basically ignored them.

"Why, I'm discouraged?" Bai Song smiled: "Where is this going."

"Brother, this village is really big." The emperor also sighed.

Before coming here, everyone felt that it was just one village, even if five hundred households and five people were separated, they would be able to go shopping in two hours. In fact, that's not the case at all.

The first is that the terrain of the village is not a flat river, there are many detours, and the roads in the village are not visible on the map software. The second is that there are many people coming in and out of the village every day, and it is very complicated. To be honest, Jiang Baolin has left. Everyone doesn't know. The last problem is that most people have their doors closed, so it is impossible to see them one by one.

The only thing worthy of affirmation is that you don't need to worry about getting rid of the grass. The people here don't feel like the unity of the village in your hometown. It is impossible for anyone to report to Jiang Baolin, because there is no benefit, only disadvantages.

In Bai Song's opinion, Jiang Baolin is also a member of the bottom of society. After arriving here, it is estimated that he will spend a few days with someone who has a good relationship, or he will go out to do casual work here.

In Chengdong District, Jiang Baolin’s mobile phone, ID card, and cash in the rental house were all seized. Jiang Baolin has no wife and his parents are gone. Except for a sister in Fengtian City, Liao Province, there is no immediate family member. .

"Today we are not familiar with this village. After eating for a while, I will go back and draw a map with you. Everyone knows enough about this village. Then we will look for another whole day tomorrow. If there is no clue for the next step... Bai Song looked at his watch: "Then continue the day after tomorrow."

"Good!" The current situation of the three juniors and younger sisters is still acceptable.

Yang Lu didn't say a word, she bit her lip, took out her mobile phone, and posted today's progress in the group.

There was an entire investigative department waiting for the result. Seeing this result, the students encouraged a lot. Some people explained that the night shift is going to come and help.

Although tomorrow is January 4th, the police station will be off duty, and about half of the people will rest tomorrow.

"You see, everyone is eagerly looking forward to it," Bai Song said, "rest early, and I will be busy tomorrow."

...

After the day turned, the weather began to get colder and colder. It was already the twelfth lunar month. The suburbs were colder than the urban area, and it was already about ten degrees below zero in the morning.

This village has no place to spend the night, so Bai Song drove the car from the hotel to the village.

At present, it is actually lost. It is impossible to carpet search with just five people. Everyone needs to rest. For example, the "residential surveillance" in the criminal compulsory measures. If you want to monitor a person for 24 hours, you must have four people to be guarded for a long time. One or two can make a person exhausted.

So it doesn't make any difference to live near the village or a little farther away at night. If you run away, you can run away.

"It's still divided into three groups," Bai Song said.

He and Wang Liang went the same way, and the three junior brothers and sisters went the same way.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, some juniors and sisters came running over one after another.

Although this is Yanjiao, far away from Shangjing, a dozen people still came.

The feelings during the student years are sometimes very sincere.

Bai Song didn't discourage the enthusiasm of these people. He knew that no matter how useful these people were, they wouldn't be very useful. It might as well call three or five community policemen from the police station.

Approaching noon, Bai Song walked to the restaurant at the entrance of the village and sent a message to everyone, asking everyone to come over and eat something.

There is a barbecue restaurant here, but this season no longer sells barbecue, it sells hot pot and northeastern stew.

Because the price was too low, Bai Song determined that the meat could not be beef and mutton, so there was no ignition pot and ordered a lot of Northeast stew.

This restaurant only has a better turnover in summer, because in summer, people who have been tired all day come to order some skewers and beer. In winter, this place is still very close. Although the hot pot here is not expensive, it is not something that workers can afford to consume casually.

Therefore, when Bai Song said that there were two tables, the boss was very happy and arranged for the back chef to hurry up and cook.

"Police officer, you are so fanatical..." The boss is very curious: "Do you think you are going to catch the murderer? There are so many people here."

"Small case, you'll know in a while, these people are some students, come here to get to know," Bai Song said: "How can a group of students come to a big case?"

"Oh oh oh", the boss has written the word "do not believe" on his face.

"Don't believe it," Bai Song said: "You will believe them when they come. They are all a group of students."

"Then I believe it, I believe it", the boss believed half of it: "Leader, you are good on weekdays. If you go out, you can get reimbursement without an invoice."

Bai Song ate here yesterday, so the owner was very impressed.

"It's okay," Bai Song didn't explain that he was paying for it, and that the boss didn't believe it: "You are at the entrance of the village. If you have information, you must tell me."

"That's for sure, you told me yesterday, I always pay attention", the boss said.

Bai Song sighed, this boss's acting skills can't be worse? It's croaking, urinating!

As they were chatting, the younger brothers and sisters came in one after another. Everyone looked more excited. Seeing that there were no outsiders in the hotel, they asked Bai Song about the situation.

"Eat first," Bai Song saw Wang Liang: "You arrange for everyone to hurry up and eat. If you have something to do in the afternoon, you can leave first, and if you have nothing to do, you can also go around here."

"Okay." Wang Liang has been very tired these days. He has to work as an internal office and constantly look for monitoring.

Bai Song picked up a big pie, put a bit of pig meat inside, took a big bite, and went straight out of the house.

Because it was noon and the weather was a little warmer, the flatbread did not cool so easily. Bai Song looked at both sides on the side of the road, not knowing what he was thinking about.

The boss came over at this moment, "Why don't the leaders come in? I think they are almost here."

"It's okay," Bai Song said to the boss: "I have to ask you about two things."

Bai Song would like to ask two things. The first thing is who should he find if he wants to find a part-time job in this village.

The second thing is if you want to leave the village, what means of transportation are available.

ID cards are required for trains, airplanes, and long-distance buses. The only means of transportation Jiang Baolin can take are ordinary buses and taxis.

The boss was very cooperative and told Bai Song about the situation in the village.

Almost two days in this village, Bai Song clearly felt that kind of "selfish" folk customs.

The migrant workers are not as united as expected. Except for a few cases, they may have a really good relationship. Most people keep their doors closed and do not interact with each other every day. They are no different from urban communities, and they are not like rural areas. .

The boss told Bai Song about a few people, and Bai Song called on the phone while eating the flatbread.

There are basically two types of jobs here, physical work and technical work. Actually it's all physical work.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, although many people choose to go home for the New Year, the amount of labor has actually dropped sharply, and the construction sites have been suspended due to weather.

In the past two years, the environmental protection treatment in Beijing has been fierce, and many construction sites have not been constructed in this low rain winter.

Therefore, Bai Song asked a few foremen and casual workers who were looking for workers nearby. They have not hired people recently, and they have never seen Jiang Baolin.

When Bai Song came into contact with Lao Zhang before, he felt that Jiang Baolin would not be in a relationship at all. He was basically a half-jerk. Otherwise, how bad is it to be a poor person to meet a friend and can't borrow 15 yuan?

Therefore, even if there are fellow Jiang Baolin in this village, it is impossible to treat him much.

By three o'clock in the afternoon, Bai Song had checked all the casual foremen and found no clues. This meant that Jiang Baolin was not ready to work. There was only one possibility, that is, he had either already left or was ready to leave.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, the five Bai Songs returned to the hotel, and the other juniors and sisters asked them to go back first.

"Brother, we still haven't made any progress at all," Yang Lu said, "I told everyone to go back. The taxi here is too hard."

"Do you ask everyone to ask when you take a taxi?" Bai Song said.

"Ah, no," Yang Lu suddenly thought of something: "Wait a moment, I will tell them in the group now, and they all said that they have just left."

In less than five minutes, all the feedback came back, there was no such news.

At this moment, two people came in, ordered two bowls of noodles, and sat there chatting.

"What the hell, Lao Li really dares to go, he can really get the money." One of them humanely.

"Don't mention what happened yesterday, just say that today, many young people took taxis to the subway station, and neither of us caught up."

"That's only a few dollars? It's about thirty or fifty to death, Lao Li has six or seven thousand this trip!"

"If you want me to say that Lao Li is a lunatic, I dare not make this money anyway."

Bai Song listened to the side, immediately spotted the problem, and hurriedly came over to ask what was going on.

These people talked with great difficulty and gave Bai Song the phone number of Lao Li before Bai Song understood what was going on.

Jiang Baolin has now arrived in Qiqi City, Black Province.

Yesterday morning, Jiang Baolin found Lao Li at the entrance of the village and asked him to take a taxi to Fengtian City, Liao Province. Lao Li casually said 4000 yuan, but Jiang Baolin asked him if it was 3500, and Lao Li said.

Jiang Baolin said, I don’t have a penny now, but my brother-in-law is rich, and my brother-in-law is too old to understand the Internet. You just need to take me to Fengtian City and I promise you 3,500.

Lao Li definitely didn't believe it, but he felt that Jiang Baolin was very sincere, and he called Jiang Baolin's brother-in-law, and he also assured him.

Lao Li is the best-hearted among the drivers here. In addition, he is a native of Kyrgyzstan himself, and he plans to go home for the New Year. After summing it up, he gambled on this one.

Starting from yesterday morning~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I arrived at Fengtian City in the evening, and really got 3,500 yuan.

Jiang Baolin asked his brother-in-law for 7,000 yuan in total, so he asked Lao Li if he could continue northward with him, and send him to Qiqi City, and then give Lao Li 3,500.

Old Li saw that Jiang Baolin did have money in his hands, so he believed, thinking that he was from Jilin Province anyway, and it wouldn't be a loss to go back to the black province, so he didn't stop that night and went straight to Qiqi City.

This morning, when the car arrived at the Zhalong service area tens of kilometers away from Qiqi City, Jiang Baolin said if he could give 3300, and get off here, Lao Li agreed, and took the money and got off the highway back to Kyrgyzstan. Saved.

I've slept for a while now.

Hearing this narration, Bai Song was shocked. Is this Jiang Baolin in Qiqi City now? Back home?

Is it so awesome?

This driver drove the car for more than 20 hours in one go. It was too hard.

But fortunately, with new clues, Bai Song was still very happy, and said to everyone: "Let's go, fly to Qiqi City."