It's windy.

The golden sunlight shines on the summit of South Peak. The "Golden Summit" wonder that is rarely seen in the past few years is about to appear, and the fog is getting thinner and thinner.

Baisong walked down and saw several photographers who might have been staying in the villagers' homes carrying their equipment up.

After walking a few hundred meters, Bai Song saw Sun Jie.

"They took him into the car. He had a lot of facial expressions. Sometimes he looked fearless and sometimes he looked timid." Sun Jie said, "No matter what, there must be something wrong with him. That's for sure."

"Well, no rush. Let's take him back to Beijing first." Bai Song was very calm.

"Where's Lao Zheng?" Sun Jie asked, "How is he going to get back?"

"He has his own way," Bai Song said.

"Yeah." Sun Jie looked up the hill and cupped his hands. "Congratulations, Old Zheng. The filming is finished."

"Bullshit", Bai Song was amused by Sun Jie and walked down the mountain with him. Although he was scolding and laughing, he probably understood that Lao Zheng had indeed "finished the job". Maybe someone would come to Zheng Yanwu to collect evidence in the future, but it would definitely not be Bai Song.

"So, who is the big boss behind the scenes?" Sun Jie asked. He was also very curious.

"Who do you think it is?" Bai Song looked at Sun Jie.

"What do I think? I think Feng Yiling has a triplet sister or something. Or he cultivated a clone or something." Sun Jie said.

"Why are you as unreliable as Wang Liang..." Bai Song was silent for a while: "But it's almost the same. The one with the problem is Xiaoyu."

"Oh, her." Sun Jie nodded.

Seeing that Sun Jie was not surprised at all, Bai Song was a little surprised: "Are you so calm?"

"I'm just a forensic doctor. I have never had any contact with Xiaoyu from beginning to end." Sun Jie spread his hands.

"Yes," Bai Song nodded to show that he understood. "During the time when Feng Yiling's case was concluded, I met Feng Yiling for the last time. Feng Yiling asked to meet Zheng Can at that time. At that time, I had made an appointment with Feng Yiling to meet Xiaoyu again, but we didn't meet again at that time."

"Why?" Sun Jie asked.

"At that time, a big incident happened in Tianhua City, and the situation was tense. I didn't have the energy to think about it." Bai Song sighed, "If I had seen Xiaoyu again at that time, many things might have been different." (Note, Chapters 692-700)

"There's really no way to tell what's going on in this world..." Sun Jie finally sighed. He thought for more than ten seconds and understood part of the logic behind it: "It's even harder to tell people's hearts. Over the years, I still believe in one thing: the dead are much simpler than the living."

"Of course." Bai Song was touched when he heard Sun Jie's words. These brothers of his actually lived a simpler life than he did.

"Don't think too much," Sun Jie patted Bai Song's shoulder, "We all developed the bad habit of not using our brains because of you. Look at Shu Yuan, he always tries his best to use his brain, but every time he gets little results. Wang Liang is closest to you, and he is becoming less and less intelligent."

"Um... that's not the way it should be..."

"In fact, no one tells you a lot of things. You've been ahead of me these years, and Shuyuan wants to catch up the most. But, there are some things in this world that are unavoidable, and no matter how hard you try, it will be useless." Sun Jie smiled and said, "Look at me, I've figured it out a long time ago. My main job is forensic medicine, and my side job is an off-road enthusiast. I live a much easier life than Shuyuan."

"That's not true," Bai Song retorted, "How can hard work be useless? It's probably because you haven't worked hard enough."

"That's not right. You work hard, but luck also makes you who you are. Times make heroes. If there weren't so many cases, you wouldn't be who you are today. And if you're unlucky, no matter how hard you work, it's useless. It may not be appropriate to give two simple examples. 99 years ago, in 1919, Gu Weijun expressed his anger and disappointment in Paris with full force and refused to sign. Then, didn't our country's interests still be divided? On April 9 this year, Syria's representative to the United Nations, Jaafari, argued with many scholars, and then, didn't missiles pour down on Damascus?" Sun Jie said, "When I saw the helpless picture of Jaafari this year, I actually figured out many problems."

Sun Jie looked at Bai Song, "People are actually still very insignificant in the face of the general trend. Look at you, Bai Song. Take the Feng Yiling family for example. This was your father's bond back then, and it has been with you until today. Just for this case, you have led us step by step to where we are today. It was accidental, but also inevitable. However, this is also where you are awesome. You are not a commander with the commanding ability of Ren Hao, you are an excellent leader of a small investigation team. Liu Shuyuan probably saw through it in the past two years."

"Yeah," Bai Song did not refute: "Indeed, I am very good at being a chief detective."

Bai Song has a very accurate understanding of his own positioning. He has moved up step by step, and although his position has become higher, the number of people he is in charge of has always been the same. In fact, he is only suitable for managing so many people at the moment. If he were asked to be a deputy director in Jiuhe District now, although it is also at the same level, he would definitely not be able to do the job for the time being.

As they were talking, from their perspective, they could also see the South Peak emerging.

At this time and angle, the sunlight reflected on the top of the snow-capped mountain appeared golden, making this holy mountain even more majestic.

"Let's go back, let's gather the detective team and capture Xiaoyu." Bai Song smiled.