Bai Song sent someone to take Wei Honghai back, but he was still thinking about what Wei Honghai said.
Wei Honghai is just an ordinary person. After experiencing hardships, he chose to surrender, but the "resources" he left for Bai Song are very interesting.
A very worthless property, a doctor friend, and a few fellow villagers who do odd jobs here.
If it weren't for this doctor friend, Wei Honghai might have died these days. After he ran away, he went to the doctor's place, where he was bandaged and treated. The doctor was also very considerate and did not give him up at all.
However, Wei Honghai made it clear that this doctor only cared about money. As long as he was paid, there would be no big problem. If he didn't pay enough, it would be troublesome. Wei Honghai gave him a full ten thousand US dollars.
Several fellow villagers who do odd jobs are Wei Honghai’s fellow villagers. These people go back to their hometown once a year. They are all poor people who work here.
In recent years, more and more Chinese people have gone to faraway places to work, some even to Europe and the United States, but there are still many people who have been deceived. In this place, the wages of ordinary people are actually very low, and Chinese people who come here to work usually go to factories to work as small bosses.
Although a large number of shares of Wei Honghai's factory were seized by others, he was still one of the main persons in charge. Several of his fellow villagers were leaders in the factory and could earn over ten thousand yuan a month.
Apart from that, the residence is a very small place, located on the side of Youyi Street. It is not far from the noodle shop. It is not large in area, but it is safe. It is also where Wei Honghai lives these days.
Apart from these, he basically sold everything else during this period.
Wei Honghai didn't have to suffer so much if the guard wasn't a psychopath, so after Wei Honghai ran away, no one looked for him. He was not an important figure.
Bai Song also contacted Hou Peng. As expected, Hou Peng had been doing well recently and had started a business partnership with others, and it was medical equipment and other equipment. After hearing about Wei Honghai's situation, Hou Peng immediately agreed.
Hou Peng's progress requires an anchor point, that is, a goal and a cornerstone. His previous anchor points were Hou Fangyuan and Bai Song. Now there is one more person who needs care, which is not a bad thing for him.
After this matter was settled, Bai Song prepared to start contacting the doctor.
Bai Song knew nothing about Wu Pengyu's death, and it can be said that nothing was leaked out. Wei Honghai knew about this because the doctor told him.
What Bai Song didn't know was that this doctor was the one who treated the guy who tested drugs in the trashy bar he had been to before. Because he had been here for a long time and had come into contact with all kinds of people, this doctor was very well-informed and also knew some big brothers, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to stay safe until now.
"This doctor is worth a trip," Bai Song said.
"Go out? How do we go out?" Wang Huadong asked, "Follow the daily bus that goes out here?"
"Well, there are cars going out here every day. We can just follow any one, but we need to come back by ourselves. It rains every day now, and visibility never exceeds 50 meters. It's no big deal to go out for a while."
"That's true. This doctor is different from Wei Honghai and is not worthy of complete trust. Let's go meet him and talk. After the talk, give him some money to keep his mouth shut, and then we'll come back." Wang Huadong agreed.
There is still too little information about Wei Honghai. After all, he is just an ordinary person who comes here to make money. But the doctor is different. His place is just a news distribution base.
It was a little past four in the afternoon and the sky was getting dark. Bai Song and Wang Huadong packed up their things and followed the cars of people getting off work, leaving quietly.
Bai Song didn't say anything, but he felt great to be out. He had been so pent up these past few days. Before, when he was still ill and had some muscle strains that hadn't recovered, he could still be very well behaved. Now that he was full of energy, he wanted to go out and have fun again.
Danger?
I'm not afraid.
The car left the vicinity, Bai Song got out of the car and handed the driver a Franklin, who put it in his pocket without even looking at it. This kind of thing is common here.
Holding an umbrella, Bai Song and Wang Huadong did not go to the doctor, but went directly to the residence where Wei Honghai stayed.
"Come to think of it, it's easier for us to work here on rainy days, because no one can see us clearly at all," Bai Song said.
He knew that someone had been following them near their residence recently, but following was like being a guard, which required a lot of manpower. It was impossible for the two of them to be discovered if they followed the car out like this.
"Indeed, but this season is not the peak season here. The tourism industry here is in winter."
As they were talking, the two men passed by the noodle shop. They were about twenty or thirty meters away from the shop. The sky was beginning to darken, and it was raining, so even if Wang Liang was standing at the noodle shop, he couldn't recognize Bai Song.
"This boss is still running a noodle shop. If we catch this man in a few days, we should be able to find out a lot of information from him, right?" Bai Song said.
"Of course. Isn't he also a murderer? If he wants to make a contribution, he must cooperate with us."
"Let's keep him for now and save him up." Bai Song no longer looked at this place and walked towards the house left by Wei Honghai based on his memory.
Wei Honghai left behind a very small house, which was surrounded by working people. It was one of the few decent circles here, so it was relatively safe. When Bai Song came, no one had come back here. Bai Song easily found the house and opened the door with his key.
This is a very small room, with a strong smell of medicine in the room. It seems that Wei Honghai has treated himself here. Other than that, there are some photos. There are no valuables such as cameras in this room, I think they have been sold.
"These photos are actually quite good," Bai Song looked at a few photos and was quite impressed. "Wei Honghai has done such a good job for us this time. Even if it is not considered a major meritorious service, it can be considered. In addition, he turned himself in. I estimate that he will be sentenced to life imprisonment and will be out in 20 years. I don't know if he will still be able to take photos by then."
"Hmm," Wang Huadong was not very interested in this. He picked up a stack of photos and started looking through them.
"There are no meaningful clues. We'll go find the doctor later and take a few photos as a keepsake. This way the doctor will know that there is indeed no problem with our relationship with Wei Honghai. It's not appropriate to tell him the truth." Bai Song packed up a few nice landscape photos and prepared to leave.
"What is this?" Wang Huadong is indeed an expert in on-site investigation. He actually found a small round plate under the table.
Bai Song immediately made a gesture to keep quiet, then took it, looked at it carefully, and made sure it was not a bomb before he gently opened it.
"The eavesdropping device is out of battery," Bai Song said.
"Judging from the amount of dust on it, it had just been installed. The fact that it's out of power means it's been at least a week, right?" Wang Huadong asked.
"Check again," Bai Song was much more cautious this time.
The two searched carefully and found that there was indeed no second one. Bai Song analyzed, "It seems that he was able to escape from that place not only because he bribed the people, but they probably wanted him to come back and see if they could dig us out of him. But after waiting for a long time, they still didn't believe him and finally gave up on him."
"His residence should be very secluded. He doesn't usually live here," Wang Huadong wondered.
"In that case, either one of his fellow villagers betrayed him, or the doctor did. His fellow villagers owed him a lot of favors, and he said they were all honest people. Although people can change, I still think the doctor is more likely to be the one." Bai Song thought for a moment and said, "When we go find the doctor later, don't be too polite. While I'm talking, check if there are any equipment. Don't get blocked in the room by someone in the middle of the conversation."
"Yeah," Huadong nodded.
After leaving here, the two went straight to the doctor, but when they got there they found someone inside.
A young Chinese woman was receiving treatment here, and standing next to her was a man, probably in his thirties. The woman was slumped on the sofa, trembling all over, her body limp, with many scratches on her body, Bai Song could see that she had scratched herself.
This should have been sucked, and more than once.
"Itchy, I'm itchy, itchy," the woman scratched desperately.
"You have seen the situation," the doctor said to the man, "We need to ease her condition first. Do you dare to use methadone? Three thousand per dose."
"Yes," the man nodded, his expression still calm.
"Okay," the doctor began to prescribe medicine. He glanced at Bai Song and the other man, a little puzzled: "What are you two doing here?"
"You go ahead and do your work. I was introduced to you by a friend, so come over to discuss some business." Bai Song took out a stack of Franklins from his pocket and shook them.
"Okay," the doctor nodded, but he was obviously a little worried.
It's not that doctors don't do business here, but they only do it with people they know. Bai Song and Wang Huadong both look like good fighters, not ordinary people. Money is not that easy to make, and only when the strength is equal can they cooperate. So the doctor wants to take advantage of the patient's stall and ask someone to come over to help negotiate business, which means he reaches into his pocket.
"Hey," Bai Song grabbed the doctor's hand and said, "It's so hot, you'd better not cover it up. Don't worry, we are really here to discuss business, so let the patient here be treated first."
Then, Bai Song leaned close to the doctor's ear and said, "We are Chinese police."
The doctor looked at Bai Song and the other man and nodded.
He doesn't welcome Chinese police, but he believes these two are real because they have a certain smell. If they are Chinese police, it means that at least they won't be robbed by gangsters, and they are more credible.
The woman's treatment was relatively quick, and she soon returned to normal. The doctor said, "Come back if she has another attack. Try not to come at night. It's more chaotic here at night. If she comes in the second half of the night, I'll have to pay extra."
"Okay," the man nodded, glanced at Bai Song and Wang Huadong, then picked up the woman and left.
"Does this kind of thing happen often?" Bai Song asked the doctor after the two men left.
"A lot," the doctor said, "some people are foolish enough to play too much. If their family members come here and want to take them back, they have to strangle this matter in X place, otherwise it will be more troublesome to return home."
"There are so many things to worry about," Bai Song nodded, feeling that this woman was just like Xiaozhan before.
"What do you want from me?" the doctor closed the door.
At this time, Wang Huadong had already looked around and confirmed that there was no major problem, so he nodded to Bai Song.
"Let's be frank first," Bai Song said, "Can you take out the communicator or something in your pocket first? We have no ill will towards you."
"Okay." The doctor had nothing to be embarrassed about. It was right to be careful when doing business here. He quickly emptied his pockets and placed them on the table.
Bai Song checked it and then took out the photo taken by Wei Honghai from his pocket: "This is what Wei Honghai left for me. He went back to his hometown and said you are his friend."
"A friend indeed." The doctor nodded.
The doctor didn't know that Wei Honghai was a murderer and fugitive, so he naturally thought that Bai Song and Wei Honghai were friends.
"I want to ask you about Wu Pengyu," Bai Song said.
"This..." The doctor glanced at Bai Song's pocket and rubbed his hands.
"Cooperate with the police," Bai Song became serious.
"Uh..." The doctor was frightened by the serious expressions of Bai Song and Wang Huadong.
"Let's leave from here, no one will know we've been here, and I remember your name," Bai Song said, "You don't have any problems, you go home several times a year, right?"
"Yes..." The doctor sighed: "I..."
Although he didn't need to care about Bai Song and Wang Huadong, he was Chinese after all. After hearing what the police said, he immediately lost most of his thoughts on asking for money. He just had to cooperate. What else could he do? These two policemen didn't look easy to deal with!
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