"Such an ordinary murder case involves a lot of things," Bai Song said as he sat in Kong's office, flipping through some materials.
"Haha," Kong laughed, "the two of them actually filmed the whole thing. I've rarely come across such ironclad evidence in all my years of investigating cases."
From beginning to end, the video was shot with very professional angles and high clarity, recording the entire perverted process exactly as it was.
If ordinary people saw this video, they would find it somewhat difficult to accept.
"Indeed," Bai Song said, "This case will be handled entirely by the criminal police from now on."
"That's right," Kong said, "Inspector Bai has made great contributions to the investigation of this case."
"It's nothing." Bai Song shook his head. "Without you, I am nothing. Apart from you and the Lou detachment, Jiao Jie, Zhang Wei and several of my fellow apprentices are all pretty good, especially these two who are quite brave."
Bai Song deliberately brought two junior fellow students with him during the final arrest, just to help him. For solving such a big case, as a cadet, it is not too much to get a personal commendation. If the leaders pay attention, he may even get a third-class merit.
"Yeah," Kong understood what Bai Song meant. Bai Song's words about him and Lou Detachment were polite, and the people who were mentioned separately later were very deliberate. The more these people there are, the less credit Bai Song has contributed. This is not something that ordinary young people can do.
Thinking of this, Kong couldn't help but think more. He knew that Bai Song had won two first-class merits. Young people with such incredible achievements would generally be considered to be those who are vying for fame and fortune. However, when he and Bai Song worked on this case together, he found that Bai Song was indeed at the forefront when handling the case, but when it came to writing the materials at the end, he didn't mention his contribution at all. If someone with this kind of personality could get two first-class merits, it would be too terrible.
"Inspector Bai is a man with great ideals and beliefs," Kong commented.
"We all are," Bai Song smiled and left from Kong's side.
The case has been solved, and he doesn't want to pay too much attention to other things.
After leaving here, Bai Song went to find Wang Di and others, but found that Wang Di was not in a good condition and seemed depressed.
"What's going on?" Bai Song asked Yang Lu.
"Having followed this case from beginning to end, he might be a little disappointed," Yang Lu sighed. "Brother, I heard them talk about the situation at the scene, and I am a little confused. How can these rich people do this?"
It's no wonder that Wang Di couldn't understand it. Everyone works so hard just for a few thousand yuan a month, but others spend more than that in a day. One person enjoys the resources of hundreds of people and doesn't do good things.
"No, I'm fine," Wang Di quickly explained, "Brother, I just can't get used to it."
"This is normal," Bai Song said, "To put it bluntly, our generation has been protected too well, so when we encounter such a strong conflict of values, it is not easy for us to adapt."
"Senior brother, then how do you think my parents' generation got through?" Wang Di asked back.
"They? They were people in a period of historical change, so of course it was much harder than it is now," Bai Song said, "In fact, the earlier our ancestors were, the harder it was. Think about the ancestors who founded New China, and think about the times when they were living from day to day and had no food to eat..."
"But people at that time all had faith." Wang Di said, "Look at these rich people now, which one of them..."
"You are wrong," Bai Song shook his head. "Faith is very precious, especially in that era. You can see those great stories now because there are few of them, so you remember them. Do you remember what Mr. Lu Xun said? 'If there is no torch in the future, I will be the only light.' What kind of ideal state is that? But, what kind of desperate era was that? When you come into contact with society in the future, you will always go through a stage of not adapting. Most of the people the police come into contact with are the dark side, people with no quality, and criminals, but so what? Is it more difficult than Mr. Lu Xun's era?"
"Brother," Wang Di thought for a moment, "I am being hypocritical."
"I'm not being pretentious," Bai Song smiled. "There are always two sides to this world. If you guys really choose to work in the police force in the future, you must remember one thing. This is not just a job, it's also your career. The police force is like this, standing between darkness and light. Each of us is a ray of light. Come on."
"Brother, you are our light," Wang Di said, "I heard in the class group today that you went to the Wood District to give a lecture. Many people regard you as a role model!"
"Huh?" Bai Song was a little flattered by such an evaluation: "We are all born in the 90s. It's such a good era. There is light everywhere. I am just an ordinary young person. In the future, let's work hard together."
"Brother," Liu Lifeng paused, "We should learn more from you."
"One day you will do better than me, or stand in my position and chat with your fellow juniors. If I say so, it's not a bad idea for me to give you a bunch of passionate words, but they are more or less formal," Bai Song said, "I am most afraid of preaching..."
Looking at everyone's hopeful eyes, Bai Song sighed and said something important: "Don't be afraid of the shadow, it only means that there is light."
…
After talking with several junior fellow students, Bai Song called Yan Yu aside and asked him about the incident of lost books in school.
Yan Yu actually made a significant contribution in this case, especially in cooperating with Bai Song in interrogating Shao Damu. He did a very good job and is not so easy to replace.
People like Shao Damu are easy to interrogate because of his unwillingness to offend beautiful women.
This was not the time to continue talking about the case, so Bai Song went straight to the point and asked about the school.
"Brother, this is it. I can't give you an accurate answer, but I have three suspects," Yan Yu said, "I checked based on probability. I only checked people with high probability, so these three suspects are not necessarily correct."
"No problem," Bai Song said, "Tell me how you discovered it."
Listening to Yan Yu's story, Bai Song realized that Yan Yu should not be underestimated.
When Bai Song was in college, he was an important member of the school's detective agency, but it was still a small club, consisting of just some ordinary enthusiasts.
Because the Police College has two campuses, some clubs were relatively independent, but now they have been integrated, and the person who integrated them is Yan Yu.
When Yan Yu briefly described the process, Bai Song discovered a problem, that is, Yan Yu was very, very rich.
This is not the feeling of being a nouveau riche who spends money lavishly, but pure calmness and insensitivity to money. Any club needs money, Yan Yu bears all the expenses of the entire club and organizes activities regularly.
With such conditions and the blessing of her beauty, the number of people has now exceeded 100, but Yan Yu does not seem to worry about the cost at all.
Bai Song had never felt that Yan Yu was a rich man, but at this moment he had a better understanding of him from the side.
Therefore, it is understandable why we were able to find out this matter this time.
After getting the information of the three people, Bai Song gave it directly to Wang Liang and asked Wang Liang to check the specific circumstances of these people, their cash flow, etc., and find some additional clues from them - these were beyond Yan Yu's ability.
"Don't continue investigating. It's easy to alert the enemy." Bai Song said, "I've sent it to my colleague. Leave the rest to me. I'll let you know if there's any result."
"Okay, senior brother, no problem," Yan Yu nodded.
Not long after the message was sent to Wang Liang, Wang Liang called me.
"Is this the same case from southern Xinjiang?" Wang Liang asked, "How did you find out about this?"
"It's not guaranteed yet, go check it out," Bai Song said, "When you are free."
"That's easy. I'm free." Wang Liang said, "I'm not calling you about this. I suddenly remembered something. I want to tell you that Tian Gen asked me to borrow money today."
"Why do I need to borrow money from you?" Bai Song was a little confused, and then asked, "How much?"
"30 yuan," Wang Liang said, "I gave him a 100 yuan red envelope, but he refused and gave me 70 yuan instead. If you hadn't sent me a message, I wouldn't have bothered to tell you. Tell me, are you always kind or just kind-hearted? What a pity you've put the child in."
"When did it happen?" Bai Song asked.
"What happened this morning, luckily you left him a cell phone, but he might have just used it this morning. I called him just now and it was turned off. He must be in class." Wang Liang then criticized, "If you don't keep it, I will do it for you."
"The last time I went there, I put enough money into his meal card for him to eat for three months," Bai Song said, "Their school stores also accept meal cards, and I also left him some cash."
"That shouldn't be the case." Wang Liang felt that he had wronged Bai Song when he heard this: "Is this boy in love?"
"He's only a few years old... Besides, dating doesn't cost 30 yuan." Bai Song shook his head and suddenly realized something: "Oh no, this is my fault... I topped up his meal card with so much money, which actually hurt him!"
"Being cheated by someone else?" Wang Liang thought for a moment, "What are you going to do?"
"What else can I do? Let's go." Bai Song said, "Will you go with me?"
"Let's go," Wang Liang said, "Do we still need to bring people with us?"
"You are just a bunch of little brats, they are not going to fight," Bai Song said, "Let's go and see first."
"Okay, let's go over and take a look before school is over in the evening," said Wang Liang.
Bai Song hung up the phone and stood there without saying a word.
When Yan Yu saw Bai Song like this, she didn't ask anything and walked away quietly. Bai Song pulled a chair and sat down, not knowing what he was thinking.
He knew Tian Gen very well. If Tian Gen was forced to borrow money from Wang Liang, he must be starving to death and had no other options.
He only borrowed thirty yuan, which probably means he planned to use the thirty yuan to get by for a month, and then pay it back after Bai Song gave him the money.
Bai Song had just finished explaining the philosophy of life to several of his fellow junior fellow students, but he discovered that life is actually very complicated, especially at different stages.
Tian Gen is so young, he definitely can’t just give a few words of truth to his junior fellow students and let them figure it out on their own. Instead, he must be protected by adults.
Bai Song originally thought that since they were all children of migrant workers, they should be more united with each other. The last time Bai Song went to school, he felt that the atmosphere was pretty good, but he didn't expect that it has become so passive now.
Thinking of this, Bai Song greeted Kong Suo directly, went to find Wang Liang directly, and arrived at the school gate before school was over.
Both of them had done simple disguises, and ordinary people couldn't tell who they were from a distance. Even if they were close, friends who were not familiar with them would not be able to recognize them.
Although the school is not a high school, it provides student accommodation, so you won't see Tian Gen coming out of school during this period of time. Bai Song just wants to observe what the students here do after school.
When it was time for the students to leave school, many of them came out one after another. If it was any school in Beijing that required a local hukou, the entrance would be jammed to death at this moment, and no parent would feel comfortable letting their children go home by themselves, but this school was not like that.
There were indeed many parents picking up their children at the gate, but there were also many children who simply left the school in groups of three or five.
Most of the children seemed to be in good condition and were obviously sensible, but there were indeed a few who had disdain and arrogance in their eyes.
Several of the kids passed by Baisong, and Baisong heard them bragging.
One of them said that he knew Jay Chou and had played games with him. Another one said that his uncle was a big star, and then there were all kinds of outrageous things.
Everyone knows that the other person is bragging, but the more they brag, the happier they are.
In addition to this group of people, Bai Song also met a group of students who were planning to commit fraud.
They discussed it and decided to go to a certain intersection at six o'clock tomorrow morning to try to scam people, specifically those who have license plate restrictions tomorrow.
Because the license plate restriction is applied after 7 a.m., people who are subject to the restriction will usually leave early in the morning.
It is easier for people to commit fraud than to get into trouble because they all want to reach their destination before the license plate restrictions start, so they ask for money quickly after committing fraud.
Listening to this at the door, Bai Song gained a better understanding of these students for the first time.
In a school with this kind of ethos, children like Tian Gen will definitely be bullied.
Thinking of this, Bai Song and the other man took off their disguises, went straight to the teacher, entered the school, and called Tian Gen over alone.
Not long after the separation, Tian Gen seemed like a different person. He became less happy, a little depressed, and became much thinner.
After Bai Song saw Tian Gen, he directly checked Tian Gen's body and found several injuries.
"Why didn't you tell me about this?" Bai Song felt extremely distressed.
"I am living much better now than before," Tian Gen lowered his head, "I have caused you a lot of trouble."
"Ah..." Bai Song sighed and said to the teacher: "Teacher, let's talk alone."
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