After the rainy season began in X, the climate changed fundamentally, and Bai Song began to feel a little uncomfortable. The severe humidity and heat made his daily exercise a torture.
The base here is very small, and the outdoor area is even smaller. The areas where Bai Song can move around are only here and the nearby government seat of X. But in fact, Bai Song doesn't want to go anywhere. The climate is simply inhumane.
"Do you think this rain will really continue to fall like this until October?" Bai Song sighed, standing at the door.
"The last time we came here was also during the rainy season, and it has basically been like this." Wang Huadong understood somewhat: "Last time, you were handling a case in Yuzhou."
"Was it interesting last time?" Bai Song asked with a smile.
"It was interesting last time. Remember Wang Liang told you that last time the other side thought you were here and someone was going to come over here to kill you, but they suffered heavy losses, right?" Wang Huadong looked at Yu and smiled, "You're really overthinking it. The government of X is still very powerful."
"I didn't feel anything at all when I came here," Bai Song said with some confusion.
"You'll see it when Wang Liang and the others come over." Wang Huadong looked around and said, "This place is truly miraculous. So many people come here just to spend all their money."
"For many people, gambling is a mental illness." Bai Song slapped a mosquito to death on his body and said, "No, there are still so many mosquitoes even after the rain. Let's go back to the house and talk."
"Okay." Wang Huadong stepped on the water on his shoes, followed Bai Song, and asked softly, "Are you planning to go to Sang Gui later?"
Wang Huadong didn't ask Bai Song about this matter these days. He felt that Bai Song also needed to think about it.
"I have this plan," Bai Song nodded, "Sang Gui has gone to pursue his dream, and I want to be willful."
"How long will it take?" Wang Huadong asked again.
"Like last time at Jinbao Street Police Station, one year?" Bai Song asked.
"Will your wife agree?"
"If I go, I can fly back frequently, and I can also ask her to come over for research. This is not a problem. The main thing is that you have to understand that it is not really suitable for me to go back now." Bai Song sighed.
He did win another first-class merit, a total of three.
The biggest reason why he didn't get first-class merit for the incident at sea last time was not because he was not qualified, but because he was too much...
This time, I couldn’t hold it back anymore. At the age of 28, I had three first-class merits, more second-class merits and third-class merits, and received commendations…
This... has no precedent!
Such achievements were too dazzling, so he had been in the police station for a year, but now it seems that one year may not be enough...
"Are you going down to hold back your ultimate or wait for the CD..." Wang Huadong held his forehead with his hand. How come this thing only has so many halos? Too many halos would be troublesome!
"Not really," Bai Song said, "Don't worry, I won't go there directly. We still have cases to deal with, and I haven't found X and Y yet. What I mean is that if everything is settled, I might go to play with Sang Gui, and it won't take too long. He will go to the township school to be a teacher, and I will go to the township police station to work at the grassroots level."
As he spoke, Bai Song opened the door. There was air conditioning in the room, and he instantly felt much more comfortable.
"You two..." Wang Huadong followed in and shook his head: "You two are quite similar. You both adopted a child. But it's a pity that he doesn't get married."
"Indeed, his child is five years old. I guess there is some story behind this adoption. Now that you mention it, I have asked others to take care of Tian Gen in the past few months, and I don't know how Tian Gen is doing." Having said that, Bai Song closed the door and asked, "Now that you mention it, do you think Tian Gen should transfer to this school?"
"If this was a child from the city, I wouldn't have any objection. It's not a bad thing to let a child go to the countryside to suffer. But as for Tian Gen, forget it. He studies so hard, so let's just keep him in Shangjing and train him well."
"Yeah, let's not talk about those useless things and solve the case first." Bai Song sat down and walked to the window.
For security reasons, all the houses here have curtains drawn all the time. Bai Song is on the second floor, but it is impossible for anyone to know that he lives here. And because the first floor is surrounded by a wall, people outside cannot see what is going on inside.
The structure of this courtyard is a concave building with a courtyard outside. Bai Song's windows face outward, so the lights are always on. The air conditioner here is relatively old, but it still works well. Generally speaking, it is much more comfortable inside the house than outside.
Touching the curtains lightly, Bai Song looked outside and said, "The rain isn't that heavy, but it just keeps on coming."
"I remember you like rain." Huadong also went to the window to take a look: "Don't always open the curtains. There are holes in the window."
"These past few days, I've always felt that someone was watching this place nearby. Each time, I only opened a gap of less than one centimeter at most." Bai Song said.
“That’s not necessary.” Wang Huadong said with some experience, “This place is indeed safe, especially since all the attackers suffered bad luck last time. No one wants to get into trouble here. But there are so many long-range weapons in this place. If they hit you, you’ll be finished.”
"Hmm," Bai Song left the window and asked, "Who could be observing here?"
"Are you sure?" Wang Huadong was a little puzzled: "Are you overthinking?"
"I can't say for sure, but I have this feeling." Bai Song felt that life was really hard now. He was locked up every day, and there was no one to talk to except Wang Huadong.
Life here is very healthy. He would video chat with Xinqiao for a while every day, then read a book and not go anywhere.
Wang Liang and the others said they would be there soon, but they kept saying it and never came.
Of the three original groups, only one is still active in Area X, but these two are gamblers and have no information about areas outside of Friendship Street.
Bai Song had no idea what the current situation was at the base that he had broken into single-handedly, nor what the arrangements and plans for the next step were.
All in all, boring and clueless.
"You just can't sit still, but it's true that you're unhappy. If you were in Shangjing or Tianhua, even if you were busy with work and couldn't leave the unit, you wouldn't feel this way. Although we are inside the wall, there are too many dogs watching us outside." Wang Huadong also sighed.
"These days, I have gone through all the details," Bai Song said, "but I still can't solve my doubts."
"What doubts?" Wang Huadong was a little curious.
"Why don't people like X, or the people behind him, send someone to kill me?" Bai Song looked at Wang Huadong.
When Feng Yiling was in China, before Bai Song went to Xiangnan and prepared to capture Feng Yiling, he had always designed cases through high IQ means. It was not until Bai Song chased him to Xiangnan that he revealed his true intentions and sent people to hunt him down in the rainy night.
This is logical, after all, Feng Yiling doesn't want to expose himself.
But this X is wrong.
Hou Fangyuan's wife was killed by a killer while the police were watching her, and after the killer was caught, he barely explained who was behind it. It's not that he didn't explain, but it was basically nonsense.
This killer is likely to be sentenced to death, but even so, they still don't say anything. One can imagine the capabilities of the organization behind this X.
If he really had this kind of power, wouldn't it be easy to get Bai Song? Bai Song was a human being after all, and if he was plotted against every day, it would be easy for him to get into trouble. During these days in X, Bai Song had been in a state of high mental tension, which was impossible in real life. Especially in Beijing, where there were so many people, it wouldn't be difficult for someone to secretly harm him!
"What you said is true..." Wang Huadong was also puzzled after listening to Bai Song's explanation: "By the way, why did the person who killed Hou Fangyuan's wife last time exist? Was he brainwashed?"
"Not really," Bai Song said, "I heard Sang Gui tell a story when I was chatting with him. There used to be a village there, so poor that people were so hungry that they could eat mud. It was okay at first, but after the national poverty alleviation policy came out, people there felt it was unfair, and many people embarked on the road of smuggling, and many were shot. But you know, they were not convinced even when they were shot, and they were not even afraid, and they could not be controlled. Guess what happened?"
"Not afraid of death?" Wang Huadong was a little unconvinced.
"People over there make money and go home to build big houses where their parents and children can live. They feel that death is worth it. So, death is not scary to them. It can't even suppress the unhealthy trends in that village and the surrounding area. When those people were shot, their necks were stiff." Bai Song said: "Later, they came up with a plan. Those built houses were all illegal gains. When the court made a judgment, it directly required them to clear them. So before shooting the smuggler, they brought him back to the village and let him see with his own eyes that the big house he built was directly demolished by an excavator."
"Well, this is indeed a bit cruel," Wang Huadong was a little shocked.
"Well, those people collapsed when they saw this, but because of this, the number of people who dared to smuggle there dropped sharply." Bai Song said: "So the work of eliminating gangs and eliminating evil this year is called 'cutting off their financial support', right? This really makes sense."
"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten there was such a special project. I see that many people in our bureau have been transferred to the Anti-gang Office."
"Yes." Bai Song nodded and didn't say anything else.
He still couldn't figure out how this X operated these things.
Is this really just for fun? Showing off? Must Bai Song fall into a trap and die, or be crushed to death by his IQ? Can't they just send a killer to stab Bai Song to death?
This is like a joke in the past. There was an unscrupulous tire merchant who made poor quality tires. Cars often had accidents and hurt many people. Later, he fell from a building and was saved by God. After that, no matter how he tried to commit suicide, God would save him. Until one day, he was driving on the highway and his tire burst. He rolled over many times and was about to die, but no God saved him. After he died, he went to hell and asked God why he didn't save him. God said that he was going to die from a flat tire!
The person who harmed Bai Song also wanted to design a special way for Bai Song to die?
Although this sounds nonsensical, this is how it is.
"To be honest, this is quite disgusting. You still have to worry about it every day." Wang Huadong said: "Although I think it's inappropriate to say this, I want to ask you, if someone really wants to play with you, who do you think it will be?"
"The only possible one is Feng Yiling, but she is gone, this is 100% certain." Bai Song said: "It can't be Lao Zheng, Lao Zheng is an extraordinary person, but he doesn't have this interest, right?"
"Old Zheng... you mentioned that. We have been here for so long, but you never tried to contact him? Doesn't he have connections here?"
"I don't know how much loss I caused him last time. How can I have the nerve to ask?" Bai Song said.
"Then you don't need his help now. We have already reached this 'safe zone'. You can actually contact him. So much time has passed. Even if his friends here have died, he shouldn't be that sad." Wang Huadong said, "Do you trust him?"
"Trust," Bai Song said, "What you said makes sense. We can't ask for help without a beginning or an end. I'll contact him."
Bai Song originally thought that Lao Zheng would be difficult to contact, but just five minutes after sending the WeChat message, he received a reply, and the two of them started chatting on WeChat voice.
Lao Zheng is now in China, photographing flowers in the remote northwest region. He is indeed more free and easy. He said to Bai Song: "In fact, the friend I arranged is not dead. I thought he lost contact at the time, but he was arrested. Later, he found a way to get out, but... his condition is not very good. I can arrange for him to find you. There are many things I don’t understand. I gave him a sum of money, which can allow him to live well in the local area."
"Can I meet this person?" Bai Song was very interested: "Sure, where I am now, outsiders need to apply and go through security checks, but I think it's not complicated."
"Okay, I'll contact him to see you." Zheng Yanwu instructed: "I've video chatted with him. He's been tortured and has some disabilities. You should pay more attention to him. I haven't seen him for a long time, and I haven't seen him since he became disabled. I don't know if his personality has changed. You should pay more attention to him."
"That's for sure," Bai Song was so bored now. It would be a good thing to know more about everything, let alone this person.
Old Zheng was very efficient. Just five minutes after hanging up the phone, he contacted Bai Song again: "He's near you and will be there soon. You can talk to the guard."
"Okay," Bai Song was a little puzzled. This person was nearby? What a coincidence?
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