"Is it going so smoothly?" After listening to Bai Song's report, Director Liang nodded and said, "Okay, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are weekends, so rest as usual."
"Yeah." Bai Song nodded: "Then I'll go first."
"Go ahead."
…
In general, in Bai Song's opinion, life these days can be described as "boring". Nothing interesting happened. Watching the participating teams from various provinces working hard and setting new scores, Bai Song couldn't muster up any interest.
"What's wrong with you? Are you lovesick?" Wang Liang asked.
"Can you not talk so coquettishly?"
"Get out. Tell me what happened?" Wang Liang hit Bai Song.
"In the past two days, we have also privately investigated the printing company, and we also know the location of their wood processing workshop. I asked and found out that the wood is not processed for themselves, but for the steel pipe factory that is a partner of their boss. It's so complicated." Bai Song sighed.
"Why does the steel pipe factory need to process wood? Why not process it themselves?" Wang Liang was a little confused.
"The leftovers and scrap iron processed by the steel pipe factory have to be stored in wooden boxes, as paper boxes are not strong. As for why they don't process them themselves..." Bai Song said, "The printing factory has the resources of the wood factory, but the steel pipe factory does not. At the same time, because the tax rate is relatively high, the printing factory responded to the local government policy and hired dozens of deaf-mute people to work in the woodworking workshop."
"That sounds reasonable." Wang Liang nodded: "So it's okay, right?"
"We have already made two big moves this time. Do you remember the one in City A, Province A last year? At that time, there were many local tyrants, including the mafia organization that we later destroyed. They all went dormant because of our arrival." Bai Song exhaled: "So the local big organizations must have been alert, and it is not difficult for them to hide for a month."
“But I see that the crime rates in various counties are at the daily level and have not decreased because of our arrival,” Wang Liang retorted.
"This only means that there are no organized crime groups nearby, but it does not mean that there are no underground drug trafficking organizations."
"No wonder you're so absent-minded every day. It turns out you haven't let go of these things." Wang Liang said with a smile: "But, you don't have any clues at all. What can you do?"
"Every case has certain rules. For this case..." Bai Song thought for a moment, "Let's go to Director Shen. It's impossible that their city bureau doesn't have any special information or undercover agents."
"Will you invite Shu Yuan to join us?"
"Um."
After going next door to find Liu Shuyuan, everyone was just about to leave when Bai Song received a call from Director Wang, who was the leader of the local municipal bureau who was responsible for liaising with Bai Song and others.
Bai Song listened to a few words and said, "I'll be there right away."
After hanging up the phone, Bai Song said, "One of the three 'donkeys' is ready to confess something, but he only wants to tell me."
"Is it because you are the only policeman who is relatively polite to them?" Shu Yuan asked curiously.
"No, he doesn't want to die. He knows I'm the leader of the department, so he must be looking for me," Bai Song said, "but from what I heard, it probably isn't an important clue."
As they talked, the three of them drove to the detention center together, and it was Wang who took the initiative to confess.
"Officer, I want to ask you a question first," Wang hesitated for a moment, "Can you tell me why I became like this?"
"Why do you want to know this?" Bai Song asked back.
"I... I'm a college student..." Wang looked at his handcuffs and tried to cover his face but couldn't. He stared blankly for a few seconds: "So, I'm really... going to die, right?"
Bai Song originally wanted to say, "It is the court that convicted you," but in the end he said nothing and waited quietly for Wang to continue speaking.
Many young people who have committed serious crimes sometimes do not think too much about it, and always think, "I didn't kill anyone, so what's so scary about this?" In fact, they themselves know that they are committing a crime, but they always lack reverence.
Wang had been crying a lot these past few days, and he didn't come to Bai Song to cry. He forced himself to calm down and prepared to talk to Bai Song, but he stopped in the end, feeling extremely discouraged. After a pause, he continued to mutter, "I'm an undergraduate..."
In their village, undergraduates are the envy of countless people. From elementary school to high school, he has always had good grades. Of course, his grades are only good in the county, and he was finally admitted to an undergraduate program.
But after entering university, the gap is too big, and undergraduates don’t care much about grades... To be precise, in high school, the top student in the class is praised by teachers, boasted by parents, and envied by classmates, while for undergraduates, being top in the class is not more popular in the class than being good at playing games.
Of course, being handsome is more important at the undergraduate level. Apart from that, being rich, good at speaking, good at making friends, etc. is also important.
In short, studying seems to be useless before the postgraduate entrance examination. Wang has none of the above characteristics.
"You lack education." Bai Song finally couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Education and education are two different things."
"Education?" Wang looked up at Bai Song for the first time.
He spent a few days in the detention center, but he felt inexplicably at ease during these days. When he arrived at this place, his psychological position was very, very low, so he thought it was good for others to give him steamed buns to eat, and he didn't think it was wrong to insult or push him a little, and he felt comfortable when some poor people like him showed him a little kindness.
This seems more real than school.
After listening to Bai Song's words, Wang seemed to understand something. He had heard a term called "quality education" since he was a child, but this term was useless and was just a joke. What he really thought was useful was "study hard", so he only knew how to study.
This is also the reason why many highly educated people are deceived. In addition, many people, with high academic qualifications, begin to lose their humanity, feel that they are superior to others, and even go down the path of crime.
In the final analysis, it is a curse word: "less teaching". (third tone, fourth tone)
“Education…” Wang murmured.
"Yes, it is a process that can change your cognition, cultivate your correct outlook on life, and enable you to have truly independent thinking ability." Speaking of this, Bai Song suddenly remembered something.
In 2012, he went to the school to listen to Professor Li's criminal psychology lecture. At that time, Professor Li mainly studied these, including juvenile delinquency. But in recent years, Professor Li began to study parenting and youth training. Maybe Professor Li has discovered that this is the root cause.
"Officer," Wang sighed, "I seem to know I was wrong. I asked you to come here this time because I wanted to confess my two previous crimes. I heard from my cellmates that I would...anyway, I confessed to you, and I feel better. I know this thing hurts people, and if I can hurt fewer people...it's also...a merit, right?"
"No one can change history, but this can change the future." Bai Song gave Wang Liang a look, indicating that he should take notes.
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