Wang Liang's work is relatively simple, mainly involving procedure handover, meetings and statistics. And he is not the only one doing these things, so...
The pool table has changed these days...
The ones playing basketball here became Wang Liang and Liu Shuyuan, which made Liu Shuyuan worried every day.
Despite the worries, the operation went smoothly. Mimei's big place was shut down directly, which caused a big earthquake in X area. Three to four hundred people were arrested in the first batch. Following this wave, several known fugitives were also caught.
However, Wang Liang was not satisfied with these progress.
Bai Song, Wang Huadong and others have made great efforts in the early stages. It would be too simple if they only arrested some low-level personnel and suspects involved in other cases.
"That's all the results we've achieved," Wang Liang took a bite of the apple and said, "How am I going to report this to Bai Song?"
"Uh," Liu Shuyuan looked at the black 8-ball on the table that he was going to hit, then looked at the position of Wang Liang's remaining 7 balls, thought for a while, and decided not to hit it in: "Where did you get the apple?"
"They have apples in the cafeteria at noon, didn't you see it?" Wang Liang was delighted when he saw that Liu Shuyuan failed to hit the ball in. The position of the white ball was very good, it was almost right next to the pocket.
With a straight pass, Wang Liang scored the first goal, but soon after the white ball went into the pocket, Liu Shuyuan got a chance for a free kick.
Picking up the white ball, Liu Shuyuan felt it was too much effort, so he put the ball on his side and hit the black ball from a distance, but missed it, and gave Wang Liang a good position: "I heard that Bai Song and his team returned to Beijing to sort out murder cases across the country."
"National?" Wang Liang looked at the direction of the white ball and asked, "Is he crazy again?"
"It hasn't started yet. He's traveling with his wife in Sichuan Province and eating hotpot. But I think he's a man of his word." Liu Shuyuan stood up straight: "My waist is a little uncomfortable. So, you play a few shots in a row, and when you hit the black ball, we can compete together."
"Okay!" Wang Liang was very happy.
…
Bai Song's choice puzzled many people, but Director Wei and other leaders thought it was a good choice. Quietly trying cases from various places is itself one of the daily tasks of the bureau.
After returning to Beijing, Bai Song and Xin Qiao went out to play for a while, and then began to do basic work in a down-to-earth manner, reading case files from all over the country, and time passed quickly.
…
Bai Song did this kind of work for three months in a row.
Over the past three months, he has examined hundreds of homicide cases, but has not found any problems. He only found some flaws in the evidence and has given rectification suggestions to the local authorities.
This is naturally also a work achievement.
After a long period of work, the Mi Mei case has been completely solved, Wang Liang and others have returned victoriously, the relevant circumstances of the case have been finalized, and Bai Song and others have also been rewarded for their meritorious service.
Because of their outstanding achievements and great sacrifices, Bai Song and Sang Gui were both awarded first-class merit, and Wang Huadong and several other police officers were awarded second-class merit.
Thanks to Bai Song's low-key and diligent work in recent months, this incident did not cause any major waves, but was instead handled smoothly.
Mi Mei’s organized crimes mainly involved online gambling, smuggling and fraud. The case was still hosted by the Shangjing Public Security Bureau, and the subsequent results were also submitted here.
One day in mid-August, in the office.
"Are there so few murders related to Mimei?" Bai Song asked, looking at the seven or eight lonely pieces of information in the table.
"It's indeed not much. Let me tell you this, you know the situation over there. The fact that they have been able to get the case to its current state is already enough for us to cooperate." Wang Liang also had a headache.
"It's already very good." Bai Song was very familiar with that place. "I've read all the ones you sent. I've read a lot of murder cases recently. Most of the murders that Mimei was involved in were the type where her subordinates leaked information."
"What are your plans for the next step? Are you really going to read the case files every day for several years?" Wang Liang was a little worried.
"No, I talked to Director Wei a few days ago. I want to go to the grassroots level for another year and go to Southern Xinjiang Province. I have a connection with that place, and my first case will be there."
"Are you really going? When we came back from the case, I stayed in Mengcheng for two months. We all wanted to go see Sanggui, but Southern Xinjiang Province is too big. It takes a day to drive there, and I was too busy with work, so I never had the time to go." Wang Liang said.
"I told him I might go over, so I went over to take a look." Bai Song looked around to see if there was anyone around, and said to Wang Liang, "After I came back from X, I was waiting for someone to take revenge on me, so I did some normal things in my life, but I didn't notice anything, and I really forgot about me."
"You want to go fishing recently?" Wang Liang understood: "Is there no sign of a bite?"
"Absolutely not," Bai Song said, "very, very calm."
"Maybe they're worried that you've been too cautious recently. Are you waiting for later?" Wang Liang was a little worried. Bai Song was showing up in public like this...
"Not necessarily. It may be because I am in Beijing. You know, running to Chang'an Avenue every day is unbearable for any spy."
"So you want to go fishing in southern Xinjiang? But that's too dangerous," Wang Liang disagreed, "Xinqiao wouldn't agree either, of course, if she knew you were going fishing."
"Of course I'm not going fishing," Bai Song said with a smile, "I'm just going there to fulfill a promise."
As he spoke, Bai Song operated the Excel spreadsheet on his computer and scrolled down: "Look at these dead people. In fact, after seeing so many of these cases, you will naturally become indifferent to many things. What hatred, what..."
"What?" Wang Liang asked.
"Have you noticed," Bai Song said, "that when you are in a certain position, that is, when you have achieved many of the things you dreamed of as a child, there are fewer and fewer interesting things?"
"Of course. When I was a kid, I would jump for joy if I could go to an amusement park. But now... my partner doesn't even want to go." Wang Liang said, "Life always has to return to a peaceful state, doesn't it?"
"Yes, ordinary people yearn for the lives of rich people and celebrities, but everyone has their own troubles. For example, if you eat too much lobster, you will find that the so-called more expensive delicacies are not necessarily delicious. I envy Ren Xu for this. He has always been passionate about food and he will not be overweight, but how can we have such an anchor? Sometimes it is more comfortable to handle some more challenging cases. I have been busy for the past three months, actually, I just forced myself to focus." Bai Song can talk about anything with Wang Liang, because Wang Liang understands.
The most difficult thing in the world is to empathize. For example, how many people can understand why Leslie Cheung made that choice in the end?
"So, you want to get yourself to a state that..." Wang Liang looked at Bai Song and seemed to understand something.
"Yes, I realized a while ago that I don't have much financial pressure now, so it's hard for me to empathize with the poor people. It's not that I can't understand, but I can't feel the pain of earning a few dozen yuan a day to support the whole family in despair. But this is how our industry is. We are exposed to the bottom and the top. It's only now, after three months, that I really began to understand some of Feng Yiling's last things."
"Haven't you forgotten her yet?" Wang Liang teased.
"I can't forget it." Bai Song looked at the ceiling. "I feel that the opponent I'm facing now is definitely not after money or anything like that. He's no longer short of money. I need to start to understand his situation so that I can understand his motives."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
