The fat man's expression was startled, and then he reacted quickly: "Officer Bai, they say that rabbits don't eat grass near their nests. Does this mean that there are no thieves living in our community?"
The fat man was obviously trying to get closer by saying "we". Bai Song nodded and said, "What you said makes sense, but the two people we caught in your community last time were both repeat offenders, did you know that?"
"Ah? There is such a thing?" The fat man shook his head: "Alas, people's hearts are no longer the same as they used to be..."
Bai Song didn't do it for any other reason. The poor public security had nothing to do with the property management. He just wanted to make a fuss: "I heard that the insurance company paid a lot for the last elevator incident. The wages you paid to the workers..."
At this point, Bai Song changed the subject: "The surveillance and security facilities in the community are a bit old."
"Haha, Officer Bai, you're right." The fat man immediately understood what Bai Song meant: "We have already planned new security equipment this month, and we have also raised most of the funds for surveillance, including high-definition and night vision!"
"Yeah." Bai Song nodded. "Also, let me ask you something. I've noticed that there are a few guys from a certain province wandering around our community recently. They've appeared near your community several times. Do you know where they live?"
Normally, the fat man doesn't want to offend anyone.
But at this time, the fat man knew what kind of person Bai Song was. Bai Song was very tight-lipped and it was impossible for him to say anything. Moreover, the most important thing was that making friends with Bai Song would only benefit him. He quickly said, "I know where they live. They are not in our community. They should be near Mingcuiyuan."
"You know all this?" Bai Song had previously found out through video recordings that this group of people might live nearby, so he asked Fatty with the idea of giving it a try, and he actually got it? This address is far away. It's not in Jiuhe District, but in Tianbei District.
Mingcuiyuan, as the fat man mentioned, has a nice name, but it is actually a very ordinary place, backed by a chemical plant, about 15 kilometers away from here.
“Ha, we have a group of property managers, and we have connections with basically all the nearby communities.” The fat man scratched his head.
"Property group? There are hundreds of residential areas between here and Mingcuiyuan. Is your group an intelligence group?" Bai Song looked unconvinced. He could understand that the fat man cooperated with him, but this was the first time Bai Song had seen such cooperation.
"Uh..." The fat man hesitated for a while, and finally told the truth: "Those people you mentioned, are they three young men? Two tall and one short. The short one is the leader of the three, 26 years old, and has a mole on the right side of his face?"
"Yes." Bai Song thought to himself, when did this fat guy become an intelligence officer? "Tell me?"
"Alas... these three people were my tenants before... they didn't pay the property management fee... and they owed a month's rent, and then they ran away. The rent is easy to deal with, there is one month's deposit, right? But this property management fee..." The fat man gently pulled out an A4 paper from the folder, as if he was afraid that Bai Song would see other things, "Look, here is the information of these three people, take a picture with your mobile phone, and don't take it away from me."
After saying that, the fat man continued, "By the way, if these three people break the law, after you catch them, don't forget to ask them to pay me the property management fee!"
Bai Song glanced at the white paper...
Well, it’s a pity that this fat guy is not an intelligence officer... Bai Song even suspects that if this fat guy could check the community surveillance at will, he would be able to find these three people directly!
The property management company here has a weird rule. If some property management fees are really not paid, if the property management staff asks for the money back, they can take half of it directly! Fatty's booklet...
Seeing Bai Song's eyes shining, the fat man quickly put the book away and said, "If I have any clues in the future, can't I report to you as soon as possible?"
"Okay, you have my phone number." Bai Song took the A4 paper without saying anything or taking any photos. He then left with the copied video.
The fat man was worried about gain and loss, and saw Bai Song come back and throw a Yuxi on the table, "Someone gave it to me, I don't smoke, you take it."
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On the way back, Xiao Xu was so envious of Bai Song's actions that he asked in the car, "Brother Bai, are all criminal police so awesome?"
"What's so great about that?" Bai Song said helplessly, "I bought all these by myself. Do you think it's easy to go out and handle cases? I have to spend at least an extra thousand yuan a month. But now the branch still has bonuses for handling cases, and these are not my salary."
"Bonus?" Xiao Xu asked, "There is such a thing? How come I don't know about it?"
"Only a few top-ranked units have them. We have few cases, so we generally don't have them." Bai Song saw Xiao Xu's discouraged face and said, "Be content. It's very tiring for you to come to our team!"
Xiao Xu didn't think much of it. What's the harm in being tired? As long as you have money... Bai Song glanced at him. Alas, poor kid, he just came here not long ago and hasn't experienced the hardship of work yet...
Today's work was done very well and Bai Song was in a good mood. The recent cases went very smoothly and it seemed that there were no more good cases left. Thinking of this, Bai Song turned the car around and planned to buy some books to read.
The bookstall was still here as usual, and the variety of books was still the same. Bai Song took a quick look and saw that they were still things moved out from Zhao Guofeng's warehouse. It seemed that the good stuff was still in the car.
"Long time no see, Bai Song." Old Tang was very happy to see Bai Song: "How are you doing recently?"
"Very good, Professor Tang." Bai Song smiled bitterly: "It's just that I really can't understand the book you picked up. I want to buy another high school book..."
"Haha, if you don't understand, just ask." Old Tang was very happy. He was selling books here, and he might not meet many people who loved to learn in a month. He liked Bai Song very much. "I won't be here in two months. I have had deep feelings during this time away. Around June, I will return to Tianhua University to continue teaching. You can come if you are free. The class schedule is online. I won't stop you from coming in."
"Yes, thank you in advance." Bai Song was very happy. He found a few books in the car. "Just buy these and check out."
"You really read all kinds of books...you also read books on building houses?" Old Tang nodded: "That's right, being a policeman, it's not bad to know a little bit about everything. I have another book here, I'll give it to you."
Old Tang took out a book that had already turned yellow and handed it to Bai Song.
Bai Song took a look and frowned. "Armor-piercing Mechanics"...
"Are you sure?" Bai Song looked confused.
"This book is written by Mr. Qian, the father of modern Chinese mechanics. It has been out of print for many years. I'm giving it to you," said Old Tang.
"A collector's edition..." Bai Song accepted it with great care. It is not a small matter of knowledge, as it allows one to apply what one has learned to other areas.
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