Fatigue began to affect everyone, and the three junior brothers and sisters began to become a little irritable.
Xu Zhuang is not the real end.
January 3rd, evening.
Since yesterday, everyone thought that Jiang Baolin would stay in Xu Zhuang, and did a lot of analysis for this. But after arriving, they found that this was not the case. There are indeed many people from the Northeast here, but there are no relatives of Jiang Baolin. He just took a car from here and continued to move out.
More than 20 kilometers east of Xu Zhuang is the Yanjiao area, where the rent is cheaper and there is a large number of immigrants.
There are shuttle buses here. Since it is outside the ring road, cars from other places can also run here, so there are many cars like Wuling Hongguang. One car can carry eight to ten people and travel back and forth on this line.
The price is only 8 yuan, and a driver can make seven or eight round trips a day if he is lucky.
After receiving this news, Bai Song and others took two hours to find the car Jiang Baolin was riding in, and called the driver through the license plate number.
The driver was shocked when he heard that the police were looking for him, thinking that he was being targeted by the police for overloading. Later, the driver did not provide Bai Song with many valuable clues, because Jiang Baolin looked ordinary and the driver could not remember him at all.
After learning that the focus was near Yanjiao, everyone continued to rush to Yanjiao. However, they had found nothing in Yanjiao so far.
From last night to tonight, 24 hours was enough to wear people down. Fortunately, Bai Song arranged for everyone to rest in the hotel, otherwise there would be no fighting power today.
"Let's go, have dinner, and then go to sleep," Bai Song said, "We'll continue investigating tomorrow."
"Brother, are we holding back..." Yan Yu, who was always proud, now had some self-doubt. This place was called Choushuigou Village, and they had searched for the whole day but found nothing.
Bai Song and Wang Liang both have the ability to ask questions independently, so the three of them have no chance at all.
There are migrant workers here. Unlike the manager I met in the hotel yesterday, these people don’t care about their identity as police officers at all.
People at the bottom of society may not care about these things at all. All they care about is whether they can work every day and whether they can get paid after working. It is not a good choice to get along with them as a police officer.
Bai Song and Wang Liang were both able to pull anyone over to have a chat, so the three of them didn't even have time to think about it. Except for Yan Yu who directly paid money to get others to cooperate, the others basically ignored them.
"Why, are you discouraged?" Bai Song smiled: "That's totally irrelevant."
"Senior Brother, this village is really big." Wang Di also sighed.
Before coming here, everyone felt that it was just a village, and even if there were 500 households, five people could spend two hours to tour the village. But in reality, it was not the case at all.
First of all, the terrain of the village is not flat, there are many detours, and the small roads in the village cannot be seen on the map software. Secondly, there are a lot of people coming in and out of the village every day, and it is very mixed. To be honest, no one knew that Jiang Baolin had left. The last problem is that most people’s doors are closed, and it is impossible to check them one by one.
The only thing that is worth being sure of is that there is no need to worry about alerting the enemy. The people here do not have the same sense of unity as in the village back home. It is impossible for anyone to inform Jiang Baolin because there is no benefit, only harm.
In Bai Song's opinion, Jiang Baolin is also a person at the bottom of society. After arriving here, he will probably stay for a few days with someone he has a good relationship with, or go out here to do odd jobs.
In the eastern part of the city, Jiang Baolin's cell phone, ID card, cash in the rental house, etc. were all confiscated. Jiang Baolin himself has no wife, and his parents have passed away long ago. Except for an elder sister in Fengtian City, Liaoning Province, he has no direct relatives.
"We are not familiar with this village today. After dinner, I will go back and draw a map with you. Then everyone will know this village well enough. Then we will search for a whole day tomorrow. If there is no clue for the next step..." Bai Song looked at his watch: "Then we will continue the day after tomorrow."
"Good!" The three junior brothers and sisters are currently in good condition.
Yang Lu didn't say a word. She bit her lip, took out her cell phone, and posted today's progress in the group.
An entire group of students from the Investigation Department were waiting for the results. When they saw the results, they all encouraged each other. Some even said they would come over to help after their night shift tomorrow.
Although tomorrow is January 4th, the police station has a staggered shift system, so about half of the people will have a day off tomorrow.
"Look, everyone is looking forward to it eagerly," Bai Song said, "Go to bed early, we will be busy tomorrow."
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The next day, the weather started to get colder. It was already the twelfth lunar month, and the suburbs were colder than the city. The temperature was around minus ten degrees Celsius in the morning.
There was no place to stay overnight in this village, so Bai Song drove from the hotel to the village.
At present, the person has been lost. It is impossible to conduct a blanket search with only five people. People need to rest. For example, if you want to monitor a person for 24 hours under the "residential surveillance" in criminal compulsory measures, you must have four people to watch over him for a long time. One or two people will tire them to death.
So it makes no difference whether you stay near the village or farther away at night. If people run away, they run away.
"It's better to divide the troops into three groups," said Bai Song.
He and Wang Liang went one way, and three of their fellow apprentice brothers and sisters went another way.
Around ten o'clock in the morning, some junior brothers and sisters came over one after another.
Although this is Yanjiao, far away from Shangjing, more than a dozen people still came.
The feelings during student days are sometimes very sincere.
Bai Song did not discourage these people's enthusiasm. He knew that no matter how many of them came, they would not be of much use. It would be better to call three or five community police officers from the police station.
Near noon, Bai Song walked to the restaurant at the entrance of the village and sent a message to everyone, asking them to come over for something to eat.
There is a barbecue restaurant here, but they no longer sell barbecue at this season. They sell hot pot and Northeastern stew.
Because the price was so low, Bai Song was sure that the meat could not be beef or mutton, so he did not order hot pot, but instead ordered a bunch of Northeastern stews.
This restaurant has good business only in summer, because in summer some people who have worked hard all day come here to order some skewers and beer. In winter, this place is still not so popular. Although the hot pot here is not expensive, it is not something that workers can afford.
So, when the boss heard Bai Song say there were two tables, he was very happy and arranged for the kitchen to prepare the dishes as soon as possible.
"Officer, you are making such a big fuss..." The boss was very curious: "Do you think you are going to catch a murderer? Why are there so many people here?"
"It's a small case. You'll know in a moment. These people are students who came here to see the world." Bai Song said, "If it's a big case, how could a group of students come here?"
“Oh oh oh,” the boss’s face showed the word “disbelief”.
"Don't disbelieve it," Bai Song said, "You will believe it when they come. They are all students."
"Then I believe it, I believe it." The boss half believed it and said, "Boss, you guys are so good on weekdays. You can have fish and meat when you go out, and you can get reimbursement without invoices."
Bai Song ate here yesterday, so the boss was very impressed.
"It's OK." Bai Song did not explain that he paid for it himself. If he did, the boss would not believe him. "You are at the entrance of the village. If you have any information, please tell me."
"Of course, you told me yesterday and I always pay attention to it," said the boss.
Bai Song sighed. Could this boss' acting skills be any worse? He was talking and peeing loudly!
While they were chatting, fellow junior brothers and sisters came in one after another. Everyone looked excited. Seeing that there were no outsiders in the hotel, they asked about Bai Song's situation.
"Eat first," Bai Song saw Wang Liang and said, "You arrange for everyone to eat quickly. If anyone has something to do in the afternoon, they can leave first. If they don't have anything to do, they can just hang around here."
"Okay." Wang Liang was very tired these days. He had to work as an office clerk and keep looking for surveillance.
Bai Song picked up a large piece of pancake, put some pork head in it, took a big bite, and walked out of the house directly.
Because it was noon and the weather was a little warmer, the pancake didn't get cold so easily. Bai Song looked at both sides on the side of the road, wondering what he was thinking.
The boss came over at this time and said, "Why don't you come into the room, boss? I think they are almost there."
"It's okay," Bai Song said to the boss, "I have two things I need to ask you."
Bai Song wanted to ask two questions. The first one was who he should look for if he wanted to find a part-time job in the village.
The second thing is what means of transportation are available if you want to leave the village.
Trains, planes, and long-distance buses all require ID cards, so the only means of transportation Jiang Baolin can take now are ordinary buses and taxis. Buses are no longer possible because they go to the city, and since he has come here, according to common sense, he will only go further and further.
The boss was very cooperative and told Bai Song a lot about the situation in the village.
Having been in this village for almost two days, Bai Song clearly felt the "selfish" customs of the people.
Migrant workers are not as united as imagined. Except for a few who may have very good relationships, most of them keep their doors closed and do not interact with each other on a daily basis. They are no different from urban communities and not like rural areas at all.
The boss introduced Bai Song to a few people, and Bai Song made phone calls while eating pancakes.
There are basically two types of jobs here: physical jobs and technical jobs. Actually, they are all physical jobs.
As the Chinese New Year approaches, although many people choose to go home for the New Year, the labor demand has actually decreased sharply, and construction sites have all stopped working due to weather reasons.
Beijing has done a great job in environmental protection in the past two years. Many construction sites are not working during this rainy winter.
So, Bai Song asked several foremen and casual workers who were looking for workers nearby, but they said none of them were hiring recently and none of them had seen Jiang Baolin.
Bai Song had felt it when he met Lao Zhang before. Jiang Baolin had no idea about interpersonal relationships and was basically a half-jerk. Otherwise, how bad would a person have to be to be so poor and destitute that he couldn't even borrow 15 yuan from a friend?
Therefore, even if there are fellow villagers of Jiang Baolin in this village, they cannot be very nice to him.
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Bai Song checked all the foremen of the casual workers and found no clues. This meant that Jiang Baolin was not prepared to work. There was only one possibility: he had either already left or was preparing to leave.
At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Bai Song and his four companions returned to the hotel, and asked the other junior brothers and sisters to go back first.
"Brother, we still haven't made any progress," Yang Lu said, "I asked everyone to go back. It's too difficult to get a taxi here."
"Did you ask everyone when taking a taxi?" Bai Song said.
"Ah, no." Yang Lu suddenly thought of something: "Wait a minute, I'll tell them in the group now, they all said they just left not long ago."
In less than five minutes, we got feedback that there was no such news.
Just then, two people came in, ordered two bowls of noodles, and sat there chatting.
"Old Li is really brave. He even dares to go there and actually get the money." said one of them.
"Don't mention what happened yesterday. Let's talk about today. A lot of young people took taxis to the subway station, and we both missed them."
"How much is that? Thirty or fifty is the most. Mr. Li's trip cost six or seven thousand!"
"I think Lao Li is a lunatic. I don't dare to make this kind of money."
Bai Song was listening nearby and immediately noticed the problem, so he hurried over to ask what was going on.
These people had a hard time explaining it, and it was only after they gave Lao Li's phone number to Bai Song that Bai Song finally understood what was going on.
Jiang Baolin has now arrived in Qiqi City, Heilongjiang Province.
Yesterday morning, Jiang Baolin found Lao Li at the entrance of the village and said he wanted to take a taxi to Fengtian City, Liaoning Province. How much would it cost? Lao Li casually said 4,000 yuan. Jiang Baolin then asked him if 3,500 yuan would be ok, and Lao Li said yes.
Jiang Baolin said, I don’t have a penny now, but my brother-in-law is rich. My brother-in-law is old and doesn’t understand the Internet. As long as you take me to Fengtian City, I promise to give you 3,500.
Old Li certainly didn't believe it, but he felt that Jiang Baolin was very sincere, so he called Jiang Baolin's brother-in-law, who also gave a guarantee.
Lao Li is the kindest driver here. Besides, he is from Jilin Province and is planning to go home for the New Year. After thinking it over, he decided to take this gamble.
I set out yesterday morning and arrived in Fengtian City in the evening, and then I actually got the 3,500 yuan.
Jiang Baolin asked his brother-in-law for a total of 7,000 yuan, and then asked Lao Li if he could continue to go north with him and send him to Qiqi City, and then give Lao Li another 3,500 yuan.
Seeing that Jiang Baolin did have money, Old Li believed it. He thought that since he was from Jilin Province, it would not be a loss to go to Heilongjiang Province and come back. So he went straight to Qiqi City without stopping that night.
This morning, when the car arrived at the Zhalong Service Area, which is dozens of kilometers away from Qiqi City, Jiang Baolin asked if he could get off there for 3,300 yuan. Lao Li agreed, took the money, got off the highway and returned to Jilin Province.
I have already had a nap now.
Bai Song was shocked to hear this. Is Jiang Baolin in Qiqi City now? Back to his hometown?
Is it that awesome?
This driver drove for more than 20 hours in one go. He was really working too hard.
But fortunately, there was a new clue, Bai Song was still very happy, and said to everyone: "Let's go, fly to Qiqi City."
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