Police Detective

Acute aplastic anemia, commonly known as aplastic anemia, is a bone marrow hematopoietic failure disease that is much more serious than leukemia and is likely to kill a person in a few days. Fortunately, this female graduate student has found a bone marrow match, but the high surgical and post-operative fees still stopped her.

I guess I heard that there was a big lecture today, so I chose this charity sale in front of the supermarket. Gradually, people in the supermarket came out after shopping, and there were more and more people.

All the charity sale items are donated by classmates or some property of the club. For example, someone in the Literary Club is selling calligraphy for charity, and someone in the Two-Dimensional Club is selling handicrafts for charity, etc.

All proceeds from the sale will be sent to the hospital.

They didn't know each other at all, so the two of them felt a little sorry, but not sad. After walking around the two tables in the detective agency, the two of them saw a lot of interesting things.

The ecological chain of detective novels in our country is very poor. Basically, the most famous ones are based on "There is only one truth" and "When all other possibilities are eliminated and there is one left, no matter how impossible it is, it is "Truth" two books to maintain the domestic ecological chain.

Yes, that’s right, that’s why the titles of these two books are so long, not water!

There are many related figures and things, mainly items that appear in anime. In addition, there are also many things that neither of them recognize.

Bai Song probably knows a magnifying glass, fingerprint tape, confidentiality bag and the like, but why is there a tights? And what is this thing that looks like a small radar?

Also, is that leather rope really a detective device?

With a little curiosity, the two chatted with a few students and roughly understood the uses of some strange things.

In addition, there were some books and notebooks for sale here. The two flipped through them, and Bai Song suddenly saw familiar handwriting, and then handed them to Hua Dong.

"What's wrong?" Wang Huadong took a detective novel handed over by Bai Song and flipped through it. He saw some words written on it and a few well-drawn portraits. He was a little confused: "Is there something wrong with this book? ?”

"There's no problem, it's just that the words in this book belong to Miss Jianguo, who is dear to your heart."

As soon as Bai Song said this, Wang Huadong immediately read it carefully and said to the students from the detective agency: "I bought this book. How much does it cost?"

"It's like this. Everything in our detective agency doesn't have a price tag. You can pay as much as you want. Love is priceless."

This is a very good charity sale. Although it seems easy to lose money, after all, the purpose of this time is to raise the medical expenses of critically ill patients. No one will deliberately pay less, and it is still in an ivory tower place like a university. .

"How do I give money?" Wang Huadong took out his wallet, "Do we have a POS machine here?"

"POS machine?" Several students looked at each other, what does this mean?

Bai Song glanced at Wang Huadong and knew that he was trying to get ahead, but he was doing good deeds after all. If a rich man like Wang Huadong donated more, Bai Song wouldn't stop him.

"Senior, we don't have a POS machine here, but there is an ATM at the entrance of the supermarket." A junior girl timidly pointed in the direction of the supermarket. From her angle, she could see that there was money in Wang Huadong's wallet. Although she couldn't see how much it was, she could still tell that there was a hundred dollar bill. What was he planning to do?

Wang Huadong didn't say much to Bai Song and went directly to the supermarket.

Bai Song shook his head and didn't say much. He saw a few good books and chose a psychology book from them. He bought it for 300 yuan, which attracted the attention of several people nearby.

Although it is a charity sale donation, they are all students, and there are already a lot of people buying something for 100 yuan. Bai Song didn't mean to fight for anything. If his financial situation hadn't been really bad recently, he probably could have donated five hundred.

Several students were very happy and wrote down Bai Song's money. They also asked Bai Song for his name and made a simple registration.

After a while, Wang Huadong came out of the supermarket, walked to the table of the detective agency, took out a wad of money from his pocket, and handed it to several students, "I bought this book."

Dozens of red tickets were placed directly on the table. Although it was not a big shock, it still caused quite a stir in the surrounding area.

"Senior, how many books do you want to buy?" Several school girls became uneasy.

"That's it." Wang Huadong hugged the book tightly: "Does it belong to me now?"

"It belongs." The junior sister from before nodded quickly and counted the money. It was five thousand yuan. The people around her couldn't help but admire her.

After registering the amount of money, the elementary school girl's eyes had a little extra light. She pulled Wang Huadong to sign and also registered her phone number.

Um?

Bai Song didn't register his phone number just now. Is there still such a process?

Looking at the elementary school girl's eyes, Bai Song understood what she meant and didn't say much.

Holding the books, the two left the school with many people watching.

"Local tycoon, 666." When the two of them arrived at the school gate, no one followed them, so they couldn't help but praise Wang Huadong.

"Have you noticed?" Wang Huadong glanced at Bai Song.

"Do you think I'm that cute elementary school girl? You drunkard doesn't care about wine. Oh oh oh, you can't say that, wine is indeed very important." Bai Song knew that Wang Huadong deliberately left his name and phone number.

This kind of thing can easily spread in school, and everything sold is registered. This matter will definitely reach the ears of Miss Jianguo. This is much more high-end than actively asking for a phone number to get to know someone.

"What kind of brain do you have?" Wang Huadong stared at Bai Song for several seconds as if his whole person had been seen through. "Can you find the essence of everything all day long?"

"No, this is a bit obvious. However, no matter from which aspect, you are doing good things, this, good job."

"Damn, even though I was praised by you, it feels really bad to have no secret."

"It's okay, I'll treat you to dinner later." Bai Song burst out laughing.

Why does Bai Song live so carefully? He has always been like this, very careful about everything. When he is at the police station, no matter what time, his buttons are always buttoned perfectly, the police badge on his hat is always correct, and he always wears a law enforcement recorder when he goes out to the police.

Bai Song felt that compared with Wang Huadong, he had made mistakes since childhood and no one would easily solve them for him, so he had always been cautious, while Wang Huadong could live an easier life.

But in fact, this is not entirely the case. Zhang Wei's family doesn't have much ability, but he lives a much more free and easy life than Bai Song. The reason may be that Bai Song has always been burdened with something.

Perhaps, when the burden on his back disappears, Bai Song will completely transform.