Police Detective

"This car is not bad." Zhao Xinqiao looked around the car: "It's enough for transportation."

Bai Song drove to the high-speed rail station to pick up Zhao Xinqiao and Wang Liang's little girlfriend Ma Ningning. When the two ladies got on the bus, many drivers at the temporary parking spot were looking here.

Since when can you drive such a crappy car and have beautiful women get in it?

The most important thing is, you two!

Compared with Xinqiao's temperament, Ma Ningning is more like a little girl. He is only nineteen years old, and he has the cuteness and petiteness of southern Guizhou people, which makes many men look straight at her.

Zhao Xinqiao has ridden in this car before, but this is Ma Ningning's first time coming to Tianhua City. Bai Song feels a little embarrassed. After all, this car is really broken.

"As long as you don't mind it." Bai Song felt pretty good about himself and said to the co-pilot's girlfriend: "It's cold, roll up the car window."

Regarding work matters, the only thing Bai Song worried about was the time when Sun was defrauded.

Sun’s 1.2 million was transferred to Deng Wenxi.

Deng Wenxi is a member of a fraud group, so it stands to reason that he does not have clothing raw materials or anything like that.

However, the insurance policy does exist.

Such an insurance policy cannot be filled out casually with a pen. The insurance company will review the condition of the car, driver and related goods.

Although the insurance company will not keep an eye on the goods for more than one million yuan, it will at least determine whether the subject of the insurance exists.

In other words, it is true that Sun was defrauded of 1.2 million by Deng Wenxi.

It's shipped, it's true. The delivery time is a few days after Sun sends the money, so there is no big problem.

The goods haven't arrived, um. I'm really not sure about this now.

The most important thing is, will Deng Wenxi deliver the goods? ? ?

For this reason, Bai Song also specifically found out about this large truck. The license plate number was on the insurance policy.

Due to the age of the car, the car was sold to a private person and used as a truck for transporting goods. The original driver and insiders can no longer be traced.

No one in the driver's company remembered this. Who can remember the goods that others hauled a few years ago? This qualified transportation company replaces its vehicles and drivers very quickly, and has even undergone asset restructuring in the past few years.

Bai Song didn't quite understand this matter, and even went to interrogate Deng Wenxi. In those years, Deng Wenxi got too much money of all kinds. Especially after he went abroad in the later period, the money in his card was always in a state of endless spending.

At the beginning, he used his own card as an account to collect money, but later he stopped using it. But this does not affect his inability to remember those things. This kind of "small money" has long been forgotten by him.

small money

After Bai Song and Wang Liang came back from prison to interrogate Deng Wenxi that day, Wang Liang also complained about Bai Song.

Look at people

Let’s look at Baisong again. To sum up the past few years, this is:

Don’t bully young people into being poor, don’t bully young people into being poor, don’t bully police officers into being poor, don’t bully detectives into being poor, don’t bully captains into being poor, don’t bully captains into being poor

Really watery.

"Where is Brother Wang Liang and the others?" a little girl's voice came from the back seat.

Bai Song is tired of hearing this.

This is what I call my brother! I'm afraid even Ma Zhiyuan wouldn't be so close!

"Your brother Wang Liang is cooking at my house. He said he wanted to help you." Bai Song complained: "I hope you are not hungry. Wang Liang has such a hand on the keyboard, so don't expect too much cooking."

"It's okay, everything is fine anyway."

"Then let him pick us up, wouldn't it be nice if you cooked?" Zhao Xinqiao asked.

"His car has a limited number today." Bai Song understood that Wang Liang felt it was too embarrassing to drive Bai Song's car and was unwilling to drive this shabby car to pick up his girlfriend.

"Oh oh oh, thank you, Brother Bai Song." Ma Ningning said.

"It's okay, it's okay." Bai Song shook his shoulders and felt goosebumps falling all over the floor.

"Brother Bai Song, drive slowly." Zhao Xinqiao leaned into Bai Song's ear and said softly.

Bai Song turned his head in confusion, his whole body trembling, "What?"

If it weren't for the warmth still in his ears when he pronounced the pronunciation just now, Bai Song would have thought it was Ma Ningning who said it. Is this Xinqiao?

"Drive well." Xinqiao said expressionlessly as if nothing had happened.

This time, Bai Song almost choked the car to death.

After half a minute, he calmed down and said, "What are you so happy about?"

"I'm very happy to see you." Xinqiao glanced at Bai Song: "I feel like you've become handsome again."

"Really?" Bai Song grinned so happily.

"You really believe it." Xinqiao was speechless, "I don't know why my mother fell in love with you."

"Auntie has good taste, so you have good taste too." Bai Song was thick-skinned and not embarrassed at all.

Speaking of which, Bai Song is really the kind of son-in-law who is more popular among middle-aged and older women. His position as future mother-in-law is stable.

"Next month, I'm going to The Hague with my mentor." Xinqiao stretched out his hand to block the air leakage of the car, "Do you want to go together?"

"The Hague?" Bai Song reacted for a few seconds before thinking, "Is it from the Netherlands?"

"Well, yes, the capital of South Holland."

"I can't go. Although I can also go abroad, I have to apply long in advance and must go with a group. I'm not worried about a group of you going." Bai Song said: "It's for a study visit."

The Hague, Netherlands, is known as the capital of international law. When Bai Song was studying for the judicial examination, he studied this city specifically. Although this is not the capital, it is the seat of the central government. The king lives here, government agencies and embassies are here, and most importantly, the International Court of Justice is in this city.

People who study law, especially those who study international law, cannot avoid this city.

"Well, there was an exchange and study, which probably lasted a month." Xinqiao complained: "But I'm used to it. People in our dormitory said that I was in a 'widowed love', and we often didn't see each other for a month."

"I'm sorry, I haven't been going every week lately." Bai Song also felt that he owed his girlfriend a little, "It will be fine when we are in the same city."

"That's okay, your safety comes first." Xinqiao looked at Bai Song's hand and did not continue speaking.

Bai Song returned home with two beauties, one big and one small.

The moment they opened the door, all three of them coughed uncontrollably.

"Why don't you turn on the range hood?" Bai Song quickly invited the two ladies to the entrance of the corridor, then took a deep breath, rushed into the house and opened all the windows as if he were rushing to a battlefield.

The wind in early spring was not strong. Bai Song stuck his head out of the window to get some air. He looked at Wang Liang who was cooking with a wet towel: "Are you frying gunpowder? You can't even smoke the range hood?"

"It's time for your family to replace the range hood. This thing is boring." Wang Liang was still a little unconvinced.