Catching a thief is not a great achievement. But if the thief has a great impact and brings losses to the country, the nature is different.
And this incident, just as Zhou Ping thought, caused a large-scale power outage. The impact was very bad and very bad. If it is not stopped and the case is solved quickly, other thieves will follow the same example, and the losses will be huge.
Went.
What's more, wires are state property. If theft of state property is punished, he may be sentenced to decades in prison.
Director Qian Xiangtan heard what Song Wenjing said and thought it was good. The young man was so young and had such thinking. If no one taught him or influenced him through hearing and seeing, it would be really amazing.
Therefore, he tends to be Zhou Yiping's influence on Song Wenjing.
This is exactly what Song Wenjing hoped for.
Qian Xiangtan looked at Yiping Ping with relief, "Yiping, since your cousin has done the previous work and made an appointment at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. Then, I decided that I will personally lead the team tomorrow, you follow me, and we will complete this together."
The thief has been arrested and brought to justice. I will make arrangements soon, and you will also participate."
Hearing that the director praised him so highly, Zhou Yiping was ecstatic. Not everyone can have such an opportunity, and of course he hopes to participate in the whole process. If he can be successfully arrested, he will definitely have a share of the credit in the future.
It was getting late, and Song Wenjing had to pull the cart back. When he was about to say goodbye, he was left behind again.
Tomorrow's actions basically revolve around Song Wenjing and require his cooperation in many aspects. How can we let him go at this time?
There was no other way, Song Wenjing could only pull the cart into the yard first, and at the same time participated in the arrangement of their actions.
It wasn't until after eight o'clock in the evening that a group meeting came to an end. Someone specially brought food during the meeting, so I didn't feel hungry. But it was getting late after all, and if I didn't go back, my family would definitely be worried. Maybe it would be possible.
Went out to search.
Fortunately, Director Zhang specifically asked Yi Yiping to drive a police car to send Song Wenjing back. The truck was placed at the police station first. There will be operations tomorrow and he will be needed.
"Wen Jing, thank you for today." Zhou Ping expressed his gratitude while driving the car.
"Cousin, we are a family, so there is no need to be so polite. When you helped me, I didn't say anything!" Song Wenjing responded to Zhou Ping with a smile.
Zhou Yiping held the steering wheel with one hand, patted Song Wenjing's shoulder with the other hand, and smiled happily.
"As for your job, I think it's better to find an employer. After all, it's more stable. It's not like walking around the streets like you are now. It's too hard."
Zhou Yiping still complained about his cousin's work.
It's no wonder that people in this era don't know what will happen in the future. They can't imagine the earth-shaking changes that will happen to society in a few years, so they always think that providing an iron rice bowl is the right way.
But in the end, Song Wenjing rejected his cousin's kindness, which made Zhou Ping almost reach out and hit someone. Unfortunately, Song Wenjing was still driving, so Song Wenjing escaped.
By the time the two returned to Songjia Village, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.
The family was already extremely worried, and Song Jianguo kept waiting on the roadside at the entrance of the village with a flashlight. It wasn't until he saw the police car approaching and heard the greetings from the two cousins that he finally let go of his worries.
After returning home, there was naturally an explanation. Song Wenjing did not tell his family about the matter. He just said that his cousin had something to do with him and invited him to dinner, so he came back late. As for the cart, of course it was said to be placed in Yiping Ping's dormitory.
It's over. I'll bring it back tomorrow.
After a night of silence, the next morning, before eight o'clock on Monday, I drove over again and took Song Wenjing to the city.
According to yesterday's plan, Song Wenjing continued to collect rags, and when it was almost ten o'clock, he appeared again at the alley called Vinegar Library Lane.
Under the leadership of Director Qian, tasks have been assigned in advance. Four police officers will block the streets at both ends of the alley, while Director Qian and Yi Ping will dress up as sanitation workers and clean there.
Once the thief appears, take action immediately.
Of course, whether he is a thief or not must be confirmed by Song Wenjing. As long as he makes a gesture or gives a secret signal, he can start immediately.
In this process, Song Wenjing does not need to do anything specific, as long as he trades with the other party according to the transaction process.
The cart was completely placed in the courtyard of the police station, and someone even helped cover it with something to prevent it from getting wet from the dew at night.
Song Wenjing unloaded the scraps from the cart in the corner, then pulled up the empty cart and set off again.
He can't go over again with yesterday's tatters. This is a flaw. If the other party has a certain mind, he will want to find something fishy in it.
In terms of these details, Song Wenjing was very thoughtful. He did not have the thinking of a newly graduated student, but looked like a veteran.
In fact, this is indeed the case for him. He has lived decades longer than others and is used to all kinds of tricks.
It was only half past eight at this time, so it was still early. So Song Wenjing began to wander not far away from Jingku Lane, instead of running there now.
To him, this kind of action was just continuing his old profession. He didn't feel nervous at all, and still shouted in the usual way: "Collect old books, newspapers, scrap iron, copper and aluminum!"
Not to mention, there is still some business. In one hour, dozens of kilograms of things were collected.
He took out the watch lent to him by his cousin from his pocket. It was already nine forty and there was no need to delay any longer.
So Song Wenjing pulled the trolley and walked towards Vinegar Library Lane.
In less than ten minutes, Song Wenjing had arrived at the place agreed upon yesterday. But he did not stop, but continued to shout. He even collected a dozen old books and some scrap metal and did some business.
At this time, he didn't notice a pair of eyes looking at him.
Time passed little by little, and it was already ten o'clock, even a few minutes later, but the thief did not appear.
Song Wenjing didn't know the specific time. He didn't dare to take out the watch in his pocket to avoid exposing his flaws. It was unreasonable for a rag collector to have a watch. Especially since he felt that the thief might be there.
People around him were watching him.
At this time, after putting on makeup, Director Qian and Zhou Yiping were cleaning the garbage in the alley.
They were actually a little anxious. The time had passed, but no one came to contact Song Wenjing. They were worried that the thief might break the appointment or notice something.
Moreover, this place itself is a residential building, with people coming and going. There is no way to judge who is the thief. All we can do is wait for Song Wenjing to send a signal.
Another five minutes passed, and when Song Wenjing deliberately walked out of the alley, a sudden cry made Song Wenjing stop.
"Collecting rags, I still have some things, do you want to collect them?"
The voice was very familiar, and Song Wenjing knew that the real owner was here. But he still turned his head calmly and looked at the other party. He even frowned and loudly expressed his dissatisfaction, "You don't keep your word, I've been waiting for you for a long time.
Already."
This has already sent a signal to Director Zhang and others that the thief is coming.
Hearing Song Wenjing's words, Director Qian was slightly shocked and secretly turned around to glance at the thief.
The thief had nothing with him, which made it impossible for him to make a move.
To catch a thief and get the stolen goods, if you don't have the stolen goods, it will take some trouble to make this a solid case.
He did not rush to do it, but continued to clean the house with Yi Ping. But his footsteps quietly moved closer to Song Wenjing.
"Where are the things? Didn't you bring them with you? I have to go to other places to collect junk, and I have been wasted here for a lot of time. Look at my car, I only collected so much today." Song Wenjing complained deliberately.
The thief had obviously relaxed his vigilance. He had been observing Song Wenjing secretly for a long time and didn't see anything unusual about Song Wenjing. When he saw the rag collector about to leave, he hurried out and called out to him.
He also knew that the matter this time was a bit big. He heard from people that the Public Security Bureau was already looking for people everywhere. Including the police station in their jurisdiction, they also came to inquire.
Therefore, he also wanted to take action early, otherwise he would stay at home and suffer disaster if he was not careful.