text:  And this was good old-fashioned police work of identifying. How the hell is it good old-fashioned police work if the guy has to call you to tell you, I hear you're looking for me? I'm finding the van, finding the key, looking at the identification, piecing together the various pieces of this puzzle. And I cannot think. And while we were doing that, he wandered around for 24 hours and went to McDonald's and finally said, screw it, I'll just call the police. My first responders and my detectives.