On the way back, Bai Song received another call from Song, asking him to have dinner with him the next night.
Bai Song is the leader of Group 4, Li Yunfeng is in Group 1, Song is in Group 2, and Li is on duty tomorrow, so both Group 4 and Group 2 have time tomorrow night.
Of course, Bai Song was not invited to dinner alone, but all the members of the four groups were invited to dinner.
As the head of the institute, Chief Song has a total of four groups and one case-handling team under him. The cohesion of these people is directly related to the combat effectiveness of the entire institute.
Every police station is different from every other police station.
The chiefs of Jiuheqiao Police Station and Sanmu Street Police Station seem to be at the same level, but there is still a gap in their status. Sanmu Street Police Station is one of the best police stations in Jiuhe District, and he may be directly promoted to the captain of a detachment in the future. Therefore, after Song was transferred to the top position, he was full of energy and looked forward to achieving good results.
Song had invited all the other three groups, and now there were only four groups left.
Generally, subordinates make appointments with their leaders at least three days in advance.
When a leader makes an appointment with his subordinates, it all depends on his mood.
Bai Song agreed readily, then called Ren Xu and asked everyone not to make any other personal arrangements tomorrow night and to go to the restaurant Song mentioned for dinner.
It’s just a simple stir-fry, and it doesn’t cost much money, but I absolutely cannot ignore the leader’s kindness.
"By the way, I have to tell you something," Bai Song thought for a moment, "Before you go out to eat tomorrow night, find a place and eat three hamburgers to fill your stomach."
"Huh?" Ren Xu didn't understand what Bai Song meant. Why did he have to eat a hamburger first when he had a big meal?
"What? The leader is treating us, not us sitting together. The leader ordered 12 dishes, and you ate 8 of them in one go. The leader had to add a few more dishes for you. Do you think that's appropriate?" Bai Song knew Ren Xu too well: "You have to remember what I said, and savor it carefully."
"I see what you mean."
Ren Xu was still scared after hanging up the phone, fortunately Bai Song reminded him!
Otherwise, after tomorrow, although his boss may not make things difficult for him because of this, it will still be embarrassing...
The police station is different from large government agencies. Leaders particularly like hard-working people like Ren Xu.
However, if you can leave a good impression on your leader, you will always have a brighter future.
…
When Bai Song returned to Tianhua City, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening. The first thing he did was to look for Liu Shuyuan.
"Why did you call me here? Is there any clue about the murder case of Zheng Yanwu that I mentioned?" Bai Song asked hurriedly.
"Do you think I'm a god?" Liu Shuyuan rolled his eyes. "But there is something related."
"You go ahead." Bai Song suddenly lowered his posture and listened attentively.
"I don't have any friends in the public security department in Xiangnan Province, but I have a friend in the government. I sent him some documents, and he helped me find people from the taxation and market supervision bureaus to send me all the materials about Zheng Yanwu's previous printing and dyeing factory." Liu Shuyuan took out a large pile of documents and said, "There are too many. I looked at them for a while, but I couldn't understand them."
"Okay, let me take a look." Bai Song took the box from Liu Shuyuan's hand. It was quite heavy.
Bai Song was looking at these volumes there, and Liu Shuyuan was a little impressed.
The things of these companies are completely incomprehensible to laymen. Experts can judge many things through an account book, while laymen only know 1234567890.
But Bai Song actually taught himself the knowledge of CPA, and he would study this kind of things on a regular basis. He didn't have time to prepare for the exams now, but otherwise he would have a chance to pass some of them.
There is no problem looking at these materials.
Bai Song was reading some materials there, and he temporarily placed the several bulky books he brought from Shangjing City on the table.
"I can't understand those accounts, but I should have no problem understanding his books, right?" Liu Shuyuan thought secretly and began to look through the books that Bai Song brought over.
I turned one book... and then another...
again……
Liu Shuyuan began to doubt his life.
Are these books that only police officers can understand? Are you sure this isn't a book that a doctor should read? What the hell!
And there are several books, all in English!
There is another one, is this one in German???
Is Baisong's law already at this level?
Liu Shuyuan has been working very hard recently. Now, looking at Bai Song's back, he became completely depressed.
This gap is impossible to catch up even by driving.
…
Bai Song read for more than an hour, during which time he wrote down a lot of things in a notebook with a pen and did a lot of calculations with the calculator on his mobile phone. Sometimes he frowned, and sometimes he suddenly realized something.
"Is there any problem?" Liu Shuyuan watched Bai Song close the bound case file, poured Bai Song a cup of tea and handed it to him.
Bai Song was stunned for a moment. He had never seen Liu Shuyuan pour tea before.
"Don't want tea?" Liu Shuyuan said softly, "How about I pour you a glass of iced cola?"
“No, no,” Bai Song took the teacup and pointed to what he had written: “There is something wrong with this company.”
"Just now, when you were not here, I asked the accountant to check, and the accountant said there was nothing wrong with the account."
"There is no problem on the books." Bai Song said, "But there are problems with the raw materials and output."
"What do you mean?" Liu Shuyuan came closer and felt a little dizzy when he saw a bunch of unfamiliar chemical equations.
"Their company has many printing and dyeing products, but most of them are alkaline and cationic dyes. Because there are many types of products and many raw materials are used interchangeably, there is no way to deduce them," Bai Song pointed to an equation in the notebook, "They started producing a reactive dye a few years ago. To be precise, it is called KN-type disazo reactive blue dye, which is a type of vinyl sulfone reactive dye. The production of this reactive dye requires a chemical called p-nitrophenylamine."
"So what?" Liu Shuyuan found that he only understood the three words "chemicals".
Looking at Liu Shuyuan's expression, Bai Song suddenly wanted to tease him: "It is very simple to produce this blue dye. Mix p-nitrophenylamine with water and concentrated hydrochloric acid, heat to dissolve, quench with ice after dissolution, and then add sodium nitrite aqueous solution at low temperature. In the diazotization reaction..."
Bai Song roughly explained the steps involved, and it took him about fifteen minutes.
"What do you want to tell me?" Liu Shuyuan rubbed his temple.
"In fact, what I just said is useless. We just need to know that because the process is very stable, the ratio of p-nitrophenylamine to blue dye should be fixed." Bai Song said: "Considering the existence of stockpiling of raw materials, it is impossible to give an accurate assessment, but if we estimate it roughly on a monthly basis, it is obvious that in recent years, the production of dyes has been too much, which has exceeded the supply of raw materials. This cannot be explained by process improvement."
"It's useless, what are you talking about..." Liu Shuyuan almost complained, but still held back the words.
Liu Shuyuan held back and said, "So you just tell me that some of these raw materials may be smuggled, isn't that enough?"
"I'll explain it to you in more detail, won't it be easier to understand?" Bai Song didn't feel anything, and continued: "These data are too little, we need more data."
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