Police Detective

Hearing this, Bai Song obviously hesitated.

"What you said makes sense..." Bai Song was obviously a little scared: "I'm not in the mood to play tonight, and we will find a place to sit in a while, and I will treat you."

"Hey..." The tattooed man's expression eased suddenly: "I like dealing with smart people."

He said so, but he cursed in his heart, trying to explain this stupid man, but it's hard enough!

However, in the evening, when two bottles of liquor were eaten, he did not believe that there was no way to get anything valuable from Baisong!

Can a tattooed man drink two bottles of liquor? It's impossible, but his routine of changing, pouring, and persuading wine is first-rate, and three-pronged, he can actually drink half a catty to make Bai Song drink two catties.

"Then I'll talk about it tonight, I won't stay here anymore." Bai Song looked out again.

When the tattooed man saw Bai Song looking out, he stretched out his head and saw nothing. He was a little puzzled. The glass on the toilet door is not big. What's so good about it? Afraid of someone eavesdropping?

"I don't know if you are afraid of the boss or not." The tattooed man felt that Bai Song's brain circuit had some problems. He was shocked. Sometimes he was not afraid of anything, but he seemed to be afraid of death.

"I'm afraid, why not?" Bai Song stopped looking at the window: "Yes, what you just said was the boss, Tantou, Xiaohou, who else was going to bury the driver after he killed him in the bathhouse? Did it together?"

After Bai Song said this, the tattooed man's face changed a lot.

How could this stupid guy know this?

The boss, he knows very well. Don't look at him knowing a lot of inside stories, many of them were not told by the boss who trusted him, but he got it out through drinking.

His technique on the wine table has successfully obtained a lot of precious information.

In his opinion, knowing more about some things is dangerous, but it also allows him to know what the limits of doing things are, and he can figure out how to get more money out of a different angle.

He is the supervisor on the face, so he knows that Tantou is also one of the bosses of the transportation company, and the position of the boss is not much different. It can be regarded as a minority shareholder or a major shareholder. And Xiaohou is the boss' confidant.

These are what the boss told him.

However, no matter the boss needs to arrange any tasks for Bai Song, there is no need to tell Bai Song about these things!

Think carefully!

"Do you really know that they did it..." Bai Song nodded: "You know a lot. Is it possible that the fourth person is you?"

"It's not me!" The tattooed man blurted out for no apparent reason, and then rushed forward, pressing Bai Song's arm tightly, and pushing Bai Song to the wall: "Who are you?"

Seeing that the tattooed man was emotional, Bai Song pushed aside the tattooed man with a little force, and then took out his mobile phone and showed the recording function that was turning on to the tattooed man: "The boss has known for a long time that you have no respect for him at all, you Only you are in my heart."

The tattooed man's complexion is getting worse and worse. He feels as uncomfortable as if he has eaten a fly. Has he been tricked by Bai Song?

"So, you said that the boss sent me to test me, right?" The tattooed man said: "Will you want to kill me here now?"

At this point, the tattooed man panicked. He knew that one-on-one and Bai Song had no chance of winning. In a crisis, he immediately said: "I tell you, I have never betrayed my boss! I have been loyal for the past four years! If I want to let him go I'm going, I'm going now, I promise I won't reveal anything! It's not good for me! But if I die here, the boss is dead!

I’ve long since left behind. As long as I don’t lose contact for 3 days, someone will pack all the information I’ve known over the years and send it to the police! "

This is where the tattooed man's greatest support lies.

Working with this kind of boss, he had to keep something to save his life at critical times.

Chickens do not pee, each has its own way.

"Using this to scare the boss?" Bai Song turned off the recording function in front of the tattooed man, then put the phone in his pocket, "I'm not stupid, why did I kill you? Murder is illegal, you will come to see me later. Boss, see what else you know, hey, the boss’s means..."

"Go and go." The tattooed man was not afraid, and what would he be afraid of after tearing his face: "The boss is a clever man. If I lie to him, he will know if I talk to him a few words. As long as I haven't returned home for three days, And if you didn’t take the initiative to tell your family, this will definitely happen. Moreover, it’s useless for you to target my family. The person who sends the information at that time will not be my family at all."

"You are so confident..." Bai Song nodded with satisfaction: "I believe your words."

Immediately afterwards, Bai Song sighed: "I knew you had a lot of information, and we knew that you had lost contact for three days to get clues. What did we spend so much doing...just think of a way to deduct you for three days. ..."

"What do you mean? You???" The tattooed man's brain went down for an instant, "Are you a policeman???"

...

The door of the toilet opened, and the tattooed man was taken out by Bai Song in a daze, only to find that there were no less than fifty policemen in the yard.

...

After monitoring Tantou, the city bureau obtained clues half an hour ago.

The boss is very cautious. He seldom does something on his own. Even if he arranges this, Tantou from the dark side will do it. Through the surveillance of Tantou, four suspects have been arrested in one fell swoop.

Almost at the same time, everyone was under control, including the boss.

Now there is enough intelligence. Although no interrogation has been conducted yet, the existing evidence already knows a lot of criminal facts. In theory, through further investigations, it is easy to find follow-up clues.

Although there is a possibility of transferring the counterfeit currency base~www.wuxiaspot.com~, you must do it because it is already the agreed time.

The agreed time between Bai Song and Wei Ju was 15 minutes ago.

At this point in time, no matter what kind of information Bai Song can obtain, he must act, because many early false clues such as Bai Song gambling cannot withstand a long period of research. If exposed, the consequences are unpredictable.

"How about Wang Huadong?" Bai Song asked Liu Gang in the courtyard for the first time.

"He's okay, he was sent out to do a whole day of work, ordinary work." Liu Gang asked: "How about it, at the end of the day, do you have any clues?"

Liu Gang was going to comfort Bai Song. After all, the time was too short. The clues to the short-staple cotton were already very powerful. As a result, Bai Song pointed to the tattooed man he was holding: "This is our undercover agent. It has been latent for more than four years. , It’s right to ask him something."

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Liu Gang has a question mark on his face. Is this person with flowers all his own?

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