There are actually three stalls nearby, but the one selling fried pancakes is the most popular. The other two stalls sell boxed lunches and egg-filled pancakes respectively.
This is a small path next to the labor market. It seems that no one takes care of it. The few seats are very old, but it looks clean.
Those who take the food away have lunch boxes, while those who eat here use an iron plate covered with a polyethylene plastic bag. Almost no one wastes anything when eating the fried cakes here, so there is not much garbage.
Generally, there is a lot of leftovers in the snack stalls around schools, but there are no leftovers in the snack stalls around labor markets.
We ordered five servings of fried pancakes, and the boss took about 15 minutes to prepare them. We all gathered around a table and started eating together.
"Speaking of this stall, although it's not big, the food is pretty good," Bai Song took a few bites and found the fried pancakes to be fragrant and not dry, and the taste was just right.
"Well, you can see that plastic bags are not the cheap and polluting plastics," Li Yibin knew quite a lot.
The prices of plastic bags vary greatly. The price of a good polyethylene plastic bag is several times that of a garbage plastic bag. Each of these bags costs more than one cent.
"The boss is a very particular person," Bai Song said as he took a big bite. He had been busy for most of the day, so everything he ate tasted delicious. "Look, he is wearing a mask, so there is absolutely no problem with hygiene."
"Haha, eat it without worry." The boss finally had some free time and said to Bai Song and the others, "The oil we use here is all authentic peanut oil, bought from a big supermarket."
"Hey, the boss is from Beijing?" Bai Song was a little surprised. He originally thought that all the people setting up stalls here were from other places. It's not discrimination, but mainly from a probability perspective, 99% of the people setting up stalls are indeed from other places.
"That's right~" the boss smiled: "For a living."
"I don't believe it. The locals are so rich." Li Junfeng said, "You must be here to enjoy life."
“Hahahaha,” the boss said in a very good mood: “I’m allergic to cooking fumes.”
"What about you?" Li Junfeng was a little surprised.
"For a living." The boss repeated.
"You are this." Bai Song gave the boss a thumbs up.
"You guys don't look like you're looking for a job," the boss said, "I've been working here for many years."
"Just passing by," Ma Yibin said, "By the way, boss, I want to ask you about someone. Do you have a man around 40 years old here? He appeared here two months ago and suddenly disappeared recently."
The boss stared at Ma Yibin for a few seconds, and Ma Yibin felt a little embarrassed: "Um, what's wrong, boss?"
"What's your question?" The boss said, "There are at least eight hundred people like this..."
"Um, sorry," Ma Yibin said a little embarrassedly: "Boss, check out."
"65, scan code or cash?"
…
After coming out of the labor market, everyone deeply understood one thing: this case would be impossible to solve using the old methods, unless someone had already reported the case missing and it happened to be a match, so everyone went home directly and took a rest.
When they returned to the police station, all the people on duty in Group 4 yesterday were off duty, Zhang Cheng had also woken up, and Bai Song went to look for Chief Kong.
"I don't know what's going on," Kong Suo poured Bai Song a cup of tea. "In Shangjing, well, not just Shangjing, but the entire Jingji area, sometimes things happen in strange ways. You see, in those economically underdeveloped areas, although there are many homicides, many of them are known to be committed as soon as they happen. Everyone in a village knows who has a deep hatred with whom. But here we are, we don't even know who the deceased is after a homicide, and we have to use this high technology."
"It can't be helped," Bai Song took a sip of tea. "Time flies so fast. I've really received a lot of care from you since I came here."
"What do you mean by taking care of me? I've learned a lot from you," Kong said. "By the way, are you free tomorrow night? You two are on the same shift, and I thought we could have a quick meal together with your team members. It's been a while since we've gotten together."
"I'm free," Bai Song knew there was no need to refuse this offer.
"Okay then. By the way, how long does it take for your senior brother, who is from the first department, to trace the chromosome?" Kong Suo asked, "Will you be back in the department by then?"
"I don't know either. It could be long or short, right? But I don't think it will be too fast. If I go back to the bureau," Bai Song thought for a moment, "the Criminal Investigation Bureau will probably also pay attention to this case."
"Well, we'll talk about it later." Chief Kong was not interested in this case. He knew that if the deceased was identified, the criminal police team would probably be able to solve the case quickly: "What I'm concerned about now is the affairs of this station. We have a lot of things to do here."
“Yes, it’s really not easy at the grassroots level.”
Bai Song came over and chatted with Kong Suo for more than twenty minutes, then Kong Suo's cell phone rang.
Kong picked up the phone, listened for a while, said "I understand", and hung up.
"Go ahead and do what you need," Bai Song said.
"It's not a big deal," Kong said, "The old man from Ziguang Community is about to jump off the building again."
"Old Seven? That psychopath? This guy is not going to stop." Bai Song knew this celebrity. He would come here once or twice a year, and every time he wanted to persuade him to come down, he had to think of a way. Because he usually jumped from the second floor, it was really not a big deal.
"There's no point in talking to him. He's just sick," Kong said. "But this kind of guy can really jump if he says he can. I'd better go over and take a look."
Although Kong is the top leader, as long as he is in the station, he will still go when there is a life-threatening case.
"I'm fine too, let me go see him. I've only heard of him but never seen him." Bai Song said.
"Okay, let's go." Kong put on his coat and walked out with Bai Song.
Ziguang Community is not far from here. Chief Kong drove there with Bai Song and two other policemen. When they arrived, the fire brigade had not arrived yet.
"Old Seven, why did you go to the fifth floor!" When Kong arrived, he found that Old Seven was in the middle of the corridor on the fifth floor.
This should be the corridor window between the fifth and sixth floors, located on the fifth and a half floor, at least thirteen or fourteen meters high.
The police station has dealt with this mentally ill person many times. Chief Kong has come into contact with him more than a dozen times since he came here. He jumped off buildings seven or eight times, and among these seven or eight times, Lao Qi jumped at least four times.
"His home is on the second floor, and he always jumps from his windowsill. There is dirt downstairs, and he is in good health, so it's usually OK. He just broke his bones last time." Kong Suo said, "Now the problem is a bit serious. He is not at home, but ran to the fifth floor. If he jumps, it will be a big trouble."
"When will the fire department's inflatable cushion arrive?" Bai Song asked.
"It won't work. You can only stand here. If you go under him, he will jump immediately. I have experience with this." Kong Suo said, "I remember there were only three times when he didn't jump. Two times he was bored and one time his daughter came."
"I know you want to ask where his daughter is," Kong continued, "When the institute called me just now, they told me that his daughter is not nearby and will not be able to come within half an hour."
"So it's a matter of chance?" Although Bai Song had been here for a year, he had never seen Lao Qi jump off a building when he was on duty, so he didn't know much about it. However, Lao Qi was a celebrity in the Jinbao Street Police Station, and Bai Song had heard about his story many times.
This guy was a stock trader. In 2008, he jumped off a building in a rage because of the stock market crash. He lived on the fourth floor at the time. He had a slight concussion after the fall and went crazy afterwards.
Starting from 2009, he would jump off the building every year. The daughter had no choice but to rent a house on the first floor for his father. But then the seventh child would climb up there and jump every now and then. In the end, they had no choice but to choose the second floor.
"Old Seven's jumping off the building is irregular. He is a very good person on weekdays. He can carry a bird cage or buy groceries without any problem. But sometimes he jumps off the building when he is provoked, and we can't stop him. At this moment, we can only prevent anyone from provoking him, and we will act according to circumstances after the fire brigade arrives," Kong said. "We can ask the fire brigade to fill up some air first, and then a few people can run over with the air cushion from more than ten meters away."
"Why aren't people like this admitted to a mental hospital?" Bai Song felt helpless.
"Her daughter is reluctant to send him away, and the seventh child's condition is intermittent. He is normal most of the time. It's difficult to deal with." Kong Suo said, "Sometimes he is normal for a whole year, and sometimes he jumps once every three months. Who knows how he ran to the fifth floor this time... Oh, I understand. Look at the windows of his house. They are fixed by his daughter."
"His daughter is the same," Bai Song said, "Just let him jump from the second floor."
"The last time he jumped from the second floor, he broke his bones." Kong knows all about these things. "The daughter is probably scared. I heard that his daughter was planning to force her father to go to a nursing home, but I didn't expect that it was less than two months since the last time, and the seventh brother just recovered from his fracture and wanted to jump again. It's troublesome. The best way is for the fire brigade to be ready at all times and contact his daughter to come back as soon as possible."
As he was speaking, the fire brigade had arrived. The captain in charge knew Kong Suo. After coming over to ask a few questions, he immediately began to prepare.
Bai Song was of no help here. He understood clearly what Kong meant, which was that Lao Qi would be afraid of people approaching at this time. Once someone appeared on the stairs or nearby, he would jump immediately.
"Can't we let the firefighters do a rope descent rescue?" Bai Song asked.
"I can't go up. There is no elevator in this building, only one corridor. He jumped when someone passed by," Kong said. "It's too dangerous to climb the outer wall. The equipment here is old and you can't climb the drainage pipes. I will contact the residents on the sixth and fifth floors immediately. If there is anyone at home, try not to go out."
After saying that, Chief Kong called the community police here.
Bai Song was a little anxious. This Old Seven was really causing trouble for everyone. He had handled this kind of police cases before, but it was difficult to reason with a mentally ill person.
However, when he looked at the pots of flowers by Lao Qi's window, he suddenly thought of something, left here, and went to the old man who called the police some time ago.
The old man had returned from his walk. When he opened the door and saw Bai Song, he thought that Bai Song was going to investigate the previous theft case. However, after hearing what Bai Song said, he thought for a while and said, "I am very familiar with Lao Qi. This old guy is very good every day... Wait a minute, I will find someone who should be able to deal with him."
As he said that, the old man took out a stick from home and took Bai Song to the sixth floor of his building. After reaching the sixth floor, he started to smash the door frantically with the stick, which made Bai Song dumbfounded.
After a while, someone came out. It was a man in his 40s. His hair was the same color as Sadako's, who hadn't washed her hair in 15 years. "What do you want from me?"
"Old Seven wants to compete with you to see who can pee farther, and he says you can't do it!" the old man shouted.
"What??? He's crazy!" The long-haired man used his hand to lift his spider-web-like hair: "I'll go see where he is."
"He climbed to a height of more than ten meters! He said he could pee far that way!" The old man said, "Go and have a look."
"Let's go!" The man didn't even close the door and followed the old man downstairs.
Bai Song was stunned, but he did not close the door for the man. The appearance of this house made it impossible for a thief to go in even if he was paid.
In less than two minutes, the disheveled man walked downstairs. When Kong saw him, he tried to grab him, but when he saw Bai Song, he did not stop him.
"Seventh Brother, come down quickly," the old man shouted, "Come down the stairs, or you will fall!"
"I won't," said Lao Qi, "I can't fall! I'm telling you, Lao Fang, you don't understand! I just need to repeat it once more, and I will definitely be able to fly."
"Get down from there!" the old man shouted, "If you don't come down, I'll chop down the building!"
"I don't!" said the seventh brother.
"Come down!" The dishevelled man heard what the old man said and shouted at Lao Qi, "If you don't come down, I'll chop down the building for you!"
"Ah?" When Lao Qi saw that it was this person, he was a little scared and walked down from the top in a dejected manner, leaving Chief Kong, the firefighters, and the onlookers all stunned.
After a while, Lao Qi came down from the building on his own initiative. Lao Fang was so angry that he scolded him, "Why don't you believe me?"
"You are not a psychopath, how could you possibly chop down a building? He is a psychopath, who knows what he can do!" Lao Qi said in a serious tone.
"You're studying flying again?" The old man said, "I'll tell your daughter that you can't keep birds anymore!"
"Don't, don't, don't," Lao Qi suddenly sobered up after hearing this: "Don't tell her!"
Kong Suo didn't know whether he wanted to cry or laugh. Today's matter was resolved, but there would be endless messes in the future. God knew what sparks these two psychopaths would create.
As far as Kong knows, there are at least five mentally ill people in Ziguang Community, which is actually not a lot. There are more than 100 registered people in Jinbao Street area, and there are even more who are not registered.
"Are they really going to compete to see who can pee the farthest?" Bai Song watched as Lao Qi and the long-haired man found a way out and seemed to have some ideas: "Isn't Lao Qi a little bit normal?"
"When the two of them meet, things can't go smoothly," the old man said, "I won't care about the rest. The person has been saved, so we don't owe each other anything."
After saying this, the old man kept his achievements and fame to himself.
In his opinion, Bai Song and others gave him face by not continuing to investigate the last theft case, so he owed Bai Song anyway.
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