Bai Song and his friends have looked at this sketch many times.
While eating snacks, the few people did not discuss much about the case, but just talked about the appearance of this person - Mr. X.
…
Zuo Xiaoqin is the only known living person who has seen X, but even so, her description of X is not detailed and her description of his appearance is not clear.
Originally, Zuo Xiaoqin was reluctant to talk about Mr. X. Later, after Bai Song explained everything to her and told her that she was also an abandoned child, Zuo Xiaoqin finally wavered and described some of Mr. X's affairs.
The origin of this person is no longer traceable. Zuo Xiaoqin can no longer remember all the websites and domain names she had logged into before. After Lin Liang's death, Zuo Xiaoqin deleted all the things she had on hand and burned her mobile phone in order to protect herself, fearing that she would be silenced by X. This has made it much more difficult to catch Mr. X now.
Mr. X, male, about 30 years old, about 170 cm tall, of medium build, speaks Yuzhou dialect but it is not clear where in Yuzhou he is from. He has a very ordinary look, the type that people can hardly remember. The only distinctive feature of his face is his sunken cheeks, which makes his face look a little long.
"Okay, let's stop talking. Now that we've finished our snacks, how about a midnight snack?" Wang Liang patted his stomach and said, "I'm full."
"Me too," Ren Xu quickly said he was full, as he ate the most.
“It’s my fault,” Wang Huadong sighed, “I’m not good at drawing.”
"How is that possible?" Wang Liang said, "Is it a problem with your drawing? It's a problem with Zuo Xiaoqin's brain. I am impressed that you can draw a picture that she nods in approval."
"It's not convenient to talk here, let's go and take a walk by the river," Bai Song led everyone out.
This place is very close to Chaotianmen and not far to walk. It only takes 20 minutes to walk from here to the Jialing River along the river.
It was approaching twelve o'clock and the number of people on the streets finally began to decrease, especially at the popular tourist attraction Hongyadong, which had turned off the lights and saw a sharp drop in the flow of people.
"There is nothing wrong with the picture Huadong drew," Bai Song nodded. "And we have to know that this X has a deep understanding of psychology. Zuo Xiaoqin has been brainwashed to some extent. I suspect Zuo Xiaoqin has never dared to look at X directly."
"Isn't this unrealistic? With her personality?" Wang Liang asked back.
"What is the reason why Zuo Xiaoqin is jealous and always feels that Lin Qing should not be better than her?" Bai Song asked.
"Jealous, I guess. Lin Qing is prettier, taller, and has a better figure than her." Wang Liang thought for a moment, "She's more popular with men than her, right?"
"Neither," Bai Song shook his head. "There are so many people who are better than her, why is she jealous of Lin Qing? The fundamental reason is that their backgrounds are similar. Lin Qing is not much better than Zuo Xiaoqin's family, especially in the past. Their conditions were very similar before, but Lin Qing is an only child, loved by her parents, and can go to Yuzhou to study. You also know that studying abroad now basically requires money, and ordinary families need to do their best to support them. Lin Qing had plastic surgery there and became beautiful. She studied dance and has a good figure. In addition, her parents love her and she has an academic degree. After returning to Yuzhou, she was sought after by many so-called "high-quality men"... But in the final analysis, Zuo Xiaoqin thinks she is the same as Lin Qing."
"That is to say, she is actually inferior, right?" Liu Shuyuan said.
"Well, this kind of person really won't be jealous of someone with a good family background. She actually has an inferiority complex. It can be seen from her state when facing X that she obviously feels inferior to him." Bai Song said: "Considering that she is very jealous of Lin Qing's study abroad, I can raise a reasonable suspicion that it is this X, who is a foreigner. It is normal for a woman like Zuo Xiaoqin to have an inferiority complex in her bones and worship foreigners, otherwise she would not climb over the wall to find a way to kill people."
"So you already have a guess," Wang Liang said. "That's awesome! This person speaks with a Yuzhou accent, which means he has been here for many years!"
"It's just a guess, but it's normal," Bai Song said, "Do you remember the time when I was at sea? At that time, Zhang Zuo and others should have contacted this group of people. Because this case later involved An An, we couldn't see a lot of things, but we don't need to see it, we know who it is."
"We are still awesome now!" Ren Xu was not afraid at all: "Team Bai, only our team can encounter such a thing! We can deal with cases of this kind directly!"
"Not really. They do a lot of things, but most people don't know about them." Bai Song thought for a moment and said, "It's a good thing, but it's not necessarily a good thing."
"That's right, look at the problem dialectically." Sun Jie smiled: "But, you're saying nothing."
"It's still a little hot by the river. It's not as comfortable as I imagined. It's a little humid." Bai Song looked at the newly built building in the distance and didn't want to continue discussing this topic. "Is there a building being built over there? Why is it built horizontally?"
"It is said that it is built very beautifully. It has not been completed yet. It is a sky corridor type." Liu Shuyuan knew more about it.
"Oh oh oh..." Bai Song didn't intend to comment further. As he walked, the wine he drank at dinner was basically used up.
"Bai Song, do you think you can catch this man?" There were not many people here, and Sun Jie asked a question that everyone wanted to ask but had never dared to ask, and he even asked it very tactfully.
Everyone knows that Bai Song is under a lot of pressure, and there is no clue about Mr. X. The only clue related to him that can be seen so far comes from Zuo Xiaoqin alone. There is no surveillance or traces of the two meetings.
These are very objective situations, and there is no way to verify them. Bai Song is not a god.
"If you don't have any, just play for a few days," Bai Song said, "You don't really think I'm a fool who can only handle cases, do you?"
The other few people didn't say anything, and the meaning was very clear.
"Uh..." Bai Song held onto the railing. There was a drop of at least fifty meters from here to the river surface. "To be honest, catching him may not be helpful."
"Yes, these people come in batches," Liu Shuyuan said, "but we can't help but arrest them."
"We have to catch him." Bai Song pushed the question back: "How do we catch him?"
"Uh..." Liu Shuyuan thought for a moment and said, "Well, there's no way to catch him."
"Right now, I'm not worried about whether I can catch him," Bai Song said. He didn't answer the question and pointed ahead. "We're here. This should be Chaotian Gate."
It was already late at night, and there were not as many large ships on the river as in the evening. Looking down from here at the confluence of the two rivers, I seemed particularly small.
On the other side of the river in the distance, some lights are no longer so bright, but the newly built five-star InterContinental Hotel behind is still brightly lit, showing the vitality of the western city. From this angle, watching the confluence of the two rivers, watching tens of thousands of cubic meters of water rushing down and converging with each other every second, one can't help but feel emotional.
If we don't protect our beautiful mountains and rivers, who can?
The Jialing River and the Yangtze River converge at this place. It is already twelve o'clock, but there are still some people here.
"Be careful, don't drop your phone," Bai Song warned as he watched Wang Liang taking pictures.
"I have to send a short video to my wife," said Wang Liang.
"Can this be photographed clearly? It's so dark?"
"It's a token of my love, what do you know?" Wang Liang took out his mobile phone, took some photos for a long time, took some photos of the lights, and sent them to his partner.
…
After staying here for a while, we had to go back and no one talked about Mr. X anymore.
In fact, everyone knows that they can’t catch or find him unless he shows up again. And if they catch him, it is likely that he will commit suicide just like the “stewardess” in the New Port area was caught, and they won’t be able to get a single word out of him.
In fact, the one who is under the most pressure now is not Bai Song, but Wang Liang. If he wants to find these people, he must go through the network. Bai Song is relatively confident in Wang Liang's level. Wang Liang is very good at network attack and defense, but Wang Liang's level is still a little insufficient compared with some real crawler masters. Now many retreats have been blocked.
"Bai Song," Wang Liang looked at the Yangtze River again, and turned back with everyone else: "Do you have any ideas?"
"Look at the Yangtze River," Bai Song asked, "Have you ever stopped?"
"No." Wang Liang did not look back, but the sound of water in his ears did not stop.
"In fact, we all know who the enemy is, right?" Bai Song said, "The people you captured outside this time must have some clues, right?"
"Hmm," Wang Liang said, and then he was silent for a while: "It must be these people. Unfortunately, although they were severely injured this time, the people behind them were not seriously injured."
"Not only do we have no good solution," Bai Song said, "No one can do anything about this kind of thing. What we can do is to destroy their dissemination mechanism and then establish some corresponding prevention channels."
"This hasn't been going on for just one or two days, has it?" Sun Jie asked.
"This is not something that has only happened in one or two years," Bai Song said. "Now this kind of thing is getting worse and worse. I've said before that if we don't occupy some things, others will occupy them. I think from now on, we should start operating the promotional account."
"I think Douyin is pretty good. You see it's getting more and more popular now," Wang Liang said. "I see that since March this year, a lot of official media have entered Douyin."
"Then let's go to TikTok," Bai Song said, "I remember I still have hundreds of thousands of fans on Weibo, but the last time I checked, there were all kinds of people scolding me..."
"I scolded you?" Wang Liang was stunned for a moment: "Even if you don't say you risked your life, at least you did your job conscientiously, right? Why should I scold you?"
"I don't understand it either. The most common insults I receive are 'How can you find time to post on Weibo when you are a police officer?' Others are just mocking, saying that all good police officers are online," Bai Song said. "I don't know how to refute them either. There are many other more unpleasant comments. Now I basically don't dare to post on Weibo anymore."
“That’s indeed troublesome…” Wang Liang said, “How about this, let’s go back and apply to Director Wei to create an official account for the Criminal Investigation Bureau and run it ourselves. I can take the time to do this and just add an office worker.”
"Okay," Bai Song decided, "Let's do it sooner rather than later. I see Zhang Wei has a million fans now, so we need to have more than him."
"It would be good for him to do some publicity in the early stage," Wang Liang said. "What should we talk about? About fraud prevention?"
"Let's make a story-based situation drama, with short videos on how to prevent various types of cases," Bai Song said.
“No, just 15 seconds.” Wang Liang shook his head. “It’s not possible to post a one-minute long video right now.”
"15 seconds?" Bai Song frowned: "What can be shown in 15 seconds..."
"People are impetuous nowadays," Liu Shuyuan came over and patted Bai Song on the shoulder, "People watch a video for two seconds and flick past it if they find it boring. 15 seconds is already very long. I think this is still feasible, but you have to be sacrificed."
"Sacrifice me?" Bai Song looked at Liu Shuyuan with a guilty conscience: "What do you mean?"
"After this platform has more than 1,000 followers, the 1-minute privilege will be gradually opened up. In the early stage, you can post some Krav Maga tutorials and demonstrations."
"Well..." Bai Song breathed a sigh of relief: "It's OK, but I feel like I'll still be scolded. I guess netizens would rather watch Chinese martial arts being invincible. I..."
"Then we can't go and take pictures of Master Qiao," Ren Xu said, "Master Qiao is so nice."
"Okay, I'll do it. I won't hear any scolding anyway," Bai Song said, "I'm afraid of showing off my skills in front of an expert. I'm afraid of being laughed at with my limited skills."
"You don't know the current environment. Not to mention you, even if I do some tricks, some people think I'm professional," Wang Liang said, "Take Douyin for example. Basically, what you see is three levels higher than the real situation. Some people dare to shoot videos of Rolls-Royce while driving a BMW 3 Series. I guess some people can't beat me, but they call themselves martial arts masters."
"When did you become a unit of measurement?" Bai Song said with a smile.
"Damn!" Wang Liang was a little depressed and stopped talking.
"Alright, alright," Bai Song patted Wang Liang on the shoulder, "After we go back this time, let's get started on this matter. We need to get it done better within two years."
"Two years," Wang Liang nodded.
In the Internet age, everyone is in a hurry. "One month" is a long time. People are more looking for "overnight fame" because this phenomenon is very "common". Every once in a while, a few people become famous because of hot topics, and then countless people follow them. So Bai Song's "two years" is in line with his way of doing things.
"Now that you mentioned it, I feel more excited. How about we start in Yuzhou? Remember that monument? How about we shoot a short video here?" Wang Huadong said, "When I saluted there just now, I was really filled with respect."
"Just a few of us? How do we shoot?" Bai Song asked.
"It's not that simple. There are so many people in the deputy detachment here. It's not too easy to just borrow someone from them," Wang Huadong said. "It's really commemorative, especially for our case."
"Ha, so where is X from?" Liu Shuyuan said with a smile.
"I didn't say that," Wang Huadong looked at his watch, "It's past 12 o'clock, go to bed early."
"Sleep." Bai Song took a deep breath of the air by the river: "What a great place~"
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