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

How to tell who has deeper feelings for whom between a man and a woman? Just look at who says the last sentence in each chat. Often, a man and a woman who have just started dating will be so affectionate that they will spend another hour saying goodnight to each other at three or four in the morning.

The driver's last sentence was not meant to say anything to Bai Song, he just wanted to find some verbal relief.

"Don't underestimate our job. Everyone has it. We just want freedom. We can go wherever we want." Seeing that Bai Song didn't seem to want to pay attention to him, the driver muttered in boredom, "The steering wheel is in my hands."

"There are two left turns ahead. Take the second one. There are fewer cars there." Bai Song said.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." The driver turned on the turn signal.

"Eh?" Bai Song seemed to suddenly recall something: "You mentioned that some drivers catch fugitives for free? Why do people like this still exist?"

"This is nothing new," the driver said happily. "Some people are not short of money and do this just for fun. But there are also people who drive for rent and like to inquire about this information. Some people actually provided clues to the police and arrested people."

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

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

The driver's phone was an older smartphone, probably three years old. But he was too old to use it very well. After searching for a while and seeing the left turn light turn green, he handed the phone to Bai Song, "In the 'Let's Chat' group, my name is Big Head Liu."

Bai Song took it and searched for the word "big head" in the group. While searching, he said, "Why is it called that? Is the head big?"

"Uh...it was just a random note." The driver seemed a little embarrassed.

Bai Song roughly understood that even though the driver was bragging about this man's deeds, he might still look down on such people in his heart, thinking that such people were stupid and were just being taken advantage of.

Bai Song took a look at the "Big Head Liu" avatar and saw that it was a Q version of a soldier's avatar. However, before he clicked on it, he saw that there was another "Big Head" in the search bar with an avatar. When he clicked on it, he found that it was someone he had met before.

Bai Song has been working for so many years and has only once encountered a person who asked for money and then left without taking it.

That was the first day that Bai Song officially went to the police station. He met the taxi driver when he went to the Sanlin Road Police Station. At that time, the driver received 300 yuan in compensation from two middle-aged women, but he left the money at the police station. Later, he was called to go to the station to collect it, but he never went.

There were so many cases of fighting for money that no one could remember them all, but the case of fighting for free was the first time that Bai Song, Wang Liang, and even Li Han had seen, so they were very impressed.

I wrote down the two people's WeChat accounts. It's not a bad thing to get to know more people like this. They run around everywhere every day and are very enthusiastic.

…

Soon, Bai Song met up with Wang Liang and others.

"This is my fault too. Tell me if I'm crazy. Why did I have to tell you that there was a clue? You came back immediately. I'm really impressed." Wang Liang said, "I asked someone to check on the person you just called and he didn't have any hotel records here. He must have stayed at a friend's house. What's wrong with you? What's so interesting about this?"

"There must be something fishy when things go against one's will," Bai Song said. "By the way, today on the road, I met a taxi driver who knew the big brother who confiscated 300 yuan when we just started working. I asked for that person's WeChat."

"Is this possible?" Wang Liang was convinced.

There was no WeChat in 2011, and Li Han couldn’t contact this person using the phone number. It’s also possible that the other person didn’t want him, so he didn’t answer the call.

Li Han still has 300 yuan in his pocket.

Wang Liang was interested in this matter. He asked Bai Song for the WeChat account, called Li Han, and asked Li Han to contact the party.

The fact that the police still remember this incident four years later is truly a good story.

"Should I ask the media to report this to Sheriff Li?" Bai Song asked.

“Haha, no need.” Wang Liang shook his head: “I’m not that pretentious.”

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

According to common sense, the origin of this box should not be too far away, but also not too close.

But this does not mean that we can just cast a wide net and the municipal bureau will issue an order requiring each police station to go to the scrap collection station in their jurisdiction and ask. The scrap collection industry requires a "muddle".

As the saying goes, "Don't ask where a hero comes from, and don't ask where a cable comes from." This circle really knows nothing. Basically, when the police find the lost items, they hand them over with both hands and then say they have no knowledge of them.

So I asked around, but many people didn't want to get into trouble and just said they didn't know.

"Do you know anyone in this field?" Everyone was a little puzzled: "Are you talking about the boss involved in Li's murder case?"

"It's not him, but he's nearby. He's a cultured person." Bai Song thought of a hunched figure. "This person must know a lot."

"Okay, I'll go with you." Wang Huadong looked at his watch and said, "Let's finish the examination earlier so that we can go and accompany my sister-in-law earlier."

"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 mentally retarded daughter who was caught stealing a mobile phone, later released on bail, and finally not punished because she was incapable of acting. He has been collecting waste for decades.

When I saw Zhao Qi again, he was still the same as before, about 1.5 meters tall, weighing 80 or 90 kilograms, and hunchbacked. But he no longer smelled bad, and he had shaved his beard - his face was even shaved.

"Leader Bai, you go ahead and say what you want."

Zhao Qi has always referred to Bai Song and others as "the 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 this.

"We usually don't accept this stuff," Zhao Qi wondered. "This stuff is not valuable. The newer ones are fine. I can sell them to poor people. If they are very broken, no one will want them. If you give them to me, I will just break them up and take out the aluminum alloy or iron pipe inside."

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

"This thing is not often seen... If it is not too broken and the price is very cheap, I will buy it. There are also people who want it..." Zhao Qi thought for a while: "But it needs to be tied up with wire, so there must be a lot of it. There are a few people who like to buy this..."