Swallowing the Seas

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Under the bustling neon lights, the rush of traffic dodges one after another, and the ambulance, escorted by red and blue police lights, sped towards it, and then stopped abruptly amidst the sound of sharp friction.The open space in front of the emergency building instantly turned into a pan of fried oil. Dozens of criminal policemen rushed out of the car roaring, and the well-trained medical staff rushed forward pushing the emergency bed and took a blood-stained stretcher to the hospital. Next.

"Hi everyone, this is the XX news platform. According to the latest news, our provincial police and border armed police launched a fierce gun battle with a group of cross-border armed drug lords. The highway has been blocked. Now we are in front of the emergency passage of the Municipal People's Hospital. ……oops!"

The female reporter screamed in shock, was knocked back, and the microphone fell to the ground with a crash, but the photographer was pushed away by the police before he could help him: "Damn why the media is running so fast, why are you filming?" Stop shooting!"

The photographer was squeezed to the ground: "We have the right to report on the news..." Before finishing speaking, the head nurse interrupted hoarsely: "The wounded lost too much blood! There is not enough whole blood! Inform the blood room to prepare blood urgently!"

"The situation is very dangerous, blood pressure is still dropping!!"

"Prepare for celiac angiography, hurry up!!"

……

The surroundings were boiling, and at this moment, the dean put on his clothes and rushed out of the duty room, catching up in two steps in three steps, and was grabbed by someone before he could stand still: "—— Bureau Feng?!"

The director of the Public Security Bureau of Tangtang City has never been so embarrassed. His usually meticulous gray hair is unkempt, his police uniform is covered with dark red blood, and his presbyopic glasses are cracked in half. yes……"

"At all costs, we must be rescued." The old director's fingernails were covered with black blood, and he held the dean's hand tightly, panting and trembling violently: "This person has been lying in ambush on our secret front for 12 years... ...12 years! You must save him for me, otherwise, otherwise——!"

The dean's heart tightened in the bloody pronunciation of the old leader. At this moment, a sharp voice burst out not far away: "Doctor, the doctor is not good!"

The panicked ending was full of ominousness, and Feng Ju suddenly turned his head.

The focus of all eyes was on the emergency bed, the unimaginable pain caused the young man to try his best to raise his upper body, as if he wanted to catch the last sliver of life from the void, but the withered claws of the god of death held his throat.His whole body convulsed, his handsome face was distorted and deformed, and his chest collapsed due to sudden deflation; he was unconscious, his veins were knotted, blood continued to flow down from his chest, abdomen and limbs, and even the nurse who desperately tried to hold him was soaked in bright red .

The female reporter watched helplessly, even forgetting to struggle. The truly tragic scene left her mind blank.

The man caught by death looked very young, even good-looking.He is quite different from the usual heroic image in the media. Perhaps because of his appearance, he even looks a little gentle. In any case, he doesn't look like he has reached the age where he can be sacrificed at gunpoint.

"Heartbeat 140 beats per minute, blood pressure 7545..."

"Blood oxygen saturation has dropped to 75%!"

The shout of the director of vascular surgery was very clear in the clamor: "Quickly prepare the embolism!!"

……

Bang!

Bang!

bang——

Every heartbeat is like a monster approaching in the deep sea, getting faster and clearer; it beats the eardrums violently, overshadowing the howls of the police and the wild roar of the doctor.

That was actually a harbinger of an imminent cardiac arrest.

But at the moment when the death scythe was about to slash across his throat, his sanity was unusually clear. If he had a little more strength, he could even express the strongest desire in his heart: let this end, it really hurts up.

It really hurts.

This long and endless journey has finally come to the best time it can end——

The beating curve on the heartbeat detector is getting higher and higher, more and more urgent, like a thin steel wire being thrown into the sky, and suddenly disappears from everyone's sight; the next moment, a thrilling straight line is pulled out on the screen, The siren blared with red light!

— Cardiac arrest!

The young man closed his eyes, dropped his body onto the emergency bed, and then sank into the dark, cold deep sea.

The world is submerged by the tide and spins away.The cries, roars, and shouts of countless people were all mixed together, distorted into abstract fragments, and turned into nothingness one after another.

In that extremely peaceful world, he saw that person again.

The glowing white shadow passed through the frozen time and the crowd, walked briskly to the emergency bed, and looked down at him.He doesn't remember that this scene ever happened in his memory, but maybe the scene in front of him is real, because all the details are so clear, even the reflections in each other's eyes are within reach.

... Are you really here?he thought vaguely.

The body that was seriously injured and on the verge of death suddenly became very relaxed, and all the pain disappeared.He sat up slowly from his broken body, and stretched out his hand to the shining white shadow with anticipation in his calmness.

—Are you here to pick me up?

Bai Ying really raised his hand, and the two of them interlocked their fingers, palms touching, as if all the pain and suffering had never happened.He couldn't help smiling, but the next moment he saw those familiar eyes staring at him fixedly, his eyes overflowed with a certain emotion, not the joy of reuniting after a long absence, but indescribable sadness.

He was stunned, only to see Bai Ying's wordless mouth movements:

Go back, Wu Yu——

Go back, from many years ago, from the time when all the drastic changes have not occurred, you are doomed to live, go forward, through the burning village, across the devastated land, never turn back——

Wu Yu panicked, and pulled the transparent hand hard, but he couldn't say anything, only to see Bai Ying finally smiled, full of tenderness and guilt, and then pushed hard with the palm of his hand!

Bang!

It was actually silent, but it was like a loud explosion, shaking everyone's eardrums at the same time.

Under the electric shock, the young man's body bounced up, fell heavily, and his lifeless limbs suddenly twitched!

"Heart recovery!"

"There's a heartbeat!"

……

Cheers, applause, hysterical crying and laughing resounded inside and outside the operating room.The deep water was pierced by the light beam, and the invisible force in the sea of ​​blood supported him to rise, until he rushed out of the sea in an uproar, and was enveloped by dazzling light.

Wu Yu unconsciously opened his scarred eyes.At that moment, all the hustle and bustle went away like an ebb tide, only the distant end of the sigh disappeared into the void.

Your name is engraved in the earth forever, your soul lives to die—

"Bureau Feng, Bureau Feng!" A technical detective hurried across the corridor, not even bothering to wipe off his sweat, and slammed his tablet in front of Bureau Feng: "The latest darknet news intercepted by the Internet security side, released The time is less than 5 minutes, and the sending path is being tracked urgently, but the IP address has not yet been located, look!"

Feng Ju bowed his head and swept away, and the smile on his face completely froze in that fleeting moment.

It was a webpage with a pure black background, the URL link was a string of random characters ending with .clos, and the ID of the sender of the message was a plain character and could not be clicked.In the middle of the screen is a two-inch photo without a hat. In the photo, the person has sculpted eyebrows and lowered eyes, with a flat expression. The shape of the eyebrows, eyes and nose bridge is very standard, like a statue template carved out of fine white ivory strands; Down, drooping quietly, as if he had never smiled in his life, his slender neck was neatly hidden in the collar of the black shirt.

The protagonist of this photo is familiar to everyone, he had just narrowly escaped death in the emergency room.

"..." Feng Ju's fingers trembled, and he swiped down the webpage, only to see a few rows of huge red letters jumping out, each of which was bloody and frightening:

【Reward】

"The real name is unknown, the code name is 'painter', and the gender is male. His whereabouts can be found all over the Golden Triangle, and he has served the public security in mainland China for 12 years. The latest reward for his head is 108.2409 BTC. The reward for his whereabouts information is 5.4121 BTC."

"The execution process needs to be videotaped as evidence."

"If some limbs are provided, an appropriate price increase will be accepted, and the head will be discussed separately."

In fact, it could be foreseen, but no one expected it to come so quickly and so arrogantly.

Feng Ju's cold hands seemed to be frozen, and it took a long time before he slowly put down the tablet under the anxious gaze of the technical detective.

No one noticed this small piece of frozen silence in the corner of the corridor.

People embraced each other, cheered and spun upwards, crossed the cold glass windows outside the operating room, crossed the sea of ​​lights in the city composed of thousands of households, and disappeared at the end of the horizon with the night wind, like an elegy that no one knew.

·

one year later.

Myanmar, Shan State.

Dawn shrouded the border town, and the market gradually became bustling. Small shops selling tiger bones, fake jade, half a pack of lime in a bag of white powder, two liang of rock sugar in three taels of ice poison, all opened up one after another. the curtain.The prostitutes who finished their work passed the market in twos and threes, wrapped in inferior perfumes and cosmetics, and smelled of alcohol and sweat, and laughter wafted from everywhere.

"Boss Qin!" A woman with sharp eyes twisted her waist and laughed and asked, "How's business going? Come to play with us at night?"

Boss Qin is wearing a T-shirt, shorts and slippers, wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses in a polite manner, holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, leaning on a reclining chair at the entrance of a shop to read a book, and the signboard next to him says the business scope of the shop—Amulet, Little ghosts, witches and curses, all kinds of charm handicrafts; sandwiched between the neighbors who wholesale ephedrine and the right house where the sacks are called opium, it can be called a stream of literature and art.

"It's just barely making ends meet, how dare you wrong you?" Boss Qin raised his eyebrows handsomely, and smiled lazily: "Let's talk about it later."

The women jokingly shoved and shoved: "Boss Qin doesn't charge money for playing!"

The hawkers in the market quit, and there was endless laughter and curses. For a while, most of the street was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Just at this moment, bursts of engine sound sounded from a distance, quickly overshadowing the human voice.Everyone looked back one after another, and saw the shadows of cars suddenly appearing in the town shrouded in mist, and then seventeen or eighteen jeeps swooped down from the mountain road in all directions, and rushed into the market amidst screams!

"What are you doing?!" "The note?!" "XX is courting death!"

The drug dealers in the streets are not looking for nothing. For a while, every household rushed to the street with their guns, but before they could fire, the windows of the cars were lowered one after another, and dozens of submachine guns poured out terrifying bullets at the same time!

Several leading peddlers were immediately beaten into a sieve, and in an instant most of the street was engulfed in a hell of gunfire shrapnel and blood flying everywhere, screaming and howling, and countless people fled in panic, scattered in the blink of an eye clean.The dozen or so cars stopped abruptly, the tires rubbed against the ground, dozens of bodyguards with different skin colors rushed out of the car with submachine guns, and surrounded the handicraft shop.

Immediately afterwards, the bodyguards made way for a tall Caucasian man with slightly curly chestnut hair to get out of the armored vehicle and took off his sunglasses with a smile:

"Have you enjoyed your life, Qin Chuan?"

The air full of gunpowder smoke and blood seemed to explode at the touch of a touch. Boss Qin sat up, sighed with dozens of guns on his head, and threw the gun he had just pulled out from under the recliner: "I thought you had followed 'Mali'. Yana Trench' website is so cool together, 'Shark'... It's really unfriendly for you to greet people in this way, can you change it next time?"

The white man known as the shark spread his hands: "But Wen Shao is dead, and the price of drugs in the world is fluctuating. Anyone who loses hundreds of millions of dollars for no reason will not be in a good mood, don't you think?"

"I deeply sympathize, but it really has nothing to do with me." Qin Chuan immediately explained: "Mr. Wen is a regrettable performance artist. He just lacks a little luck. He prayed to God for a lucky afterlife..."

"Wen Shao is an atheist."

"..." Qin Chuan said helplessly, "It's even more pity."

"Instead of hiding on the border for a lifetime, maybe you come forward to clean up the pile of troubles he left behind, which is a better way to commemorate him." Shark smiled and gestured, and a bodyguard immediately opened the tablet and handed him Before, I saw a Chinese man about five or sixty years old, short and fat, with gray temples, showing on the screen: "—Wan Changwen, do you know him?"

The corner of Qin Chuan's mouth twitched slightly.

"Wen Shao has always been my most valuable partner. He is a talented chemist, full of wisdom, honesty, and not greedy. All the 'blue gold' are shipped under the guarantee system of the Marinaya Trench, ensuring that the entire The balance of the prices of various drugs in the black market." Shark's tone was full of polite sadness: "However, the successor of the 'Blue Gold' structure—your friend surnamed Wan, has not inherited any of his virtues."

As soon as Qin Chuan opened his mouth, he was interrupted by the shark: "153%."

"In less than two years, the circulation of blue gold around the world has increased by 153%, the price has been reduced by 300%, and the prices of other synthetic drugs have plummeted. What is even more incomprehensible is that Mr. Wan seems to be interested in old-school drug dealers. The traditional style is sticking to the outside, and there is no intention of cooperating with the dark web at all."

"I respect every seller in this market, and I also respect the older generation's style of using brokers to conduct transactions, so I need you." Shark spoke in a polite tone, as if he was a well-bred gentleman, and he couldn't see him at this moment. People are pointing dozens of guns at Qin Chuan's head: "If you can come forward to persuade Mr. Wan to link his delivery channel to the 'Marinaya Trench' from now on, then I will not only be very grateful, but will also send you Mr. Wan’s commission is generously given away as part of the funds for you to continue to live in seclusion, live a vegetarian life, pray to God, or do whatever you want. This deal is obviously very fair, what do you think? Captain Qin?”

Qin Chuan failed to get a word out after opening his mouth several times, finally sighed weakly, and murmured: "It is indeed very fair, there is only one technical problem."

The shark became interested: "What's the problem?"

"Wan Changwen is fucking dead."

Everyone thought of Qin Chuan's reputation in a certain area...or word of mouth, Shark silently mouthed the word "oh", and couldn't help asking for confirmation: "So you and his mother...?"

"Wan Changwen took the risk to carry the coffin back to China, and was immediately trapped by the police. As far as I know, he should be hiding in North China." Qin Chuan sighed again, and said, "But I once swore that unless I was buried in the ground after death, otherwise Never set foot on the border again."

It was dead quiet all around.

"So I'm sorry." Facing the black muzzle of the gun in front of him, Qin Chuan helplessly spread his hands and said, "Shoot."

No one made a sound, and no one moved. The wind blew through the market and the streets were in chaos.

"..." Shark's gray-blue pupils stared at Qin Chuan without blinking. Just one glance at those eyes would send chills from the bottom of my heart.

"You told me to shoot," he repeated meaningfully, and asked with a smile, "Are you sure?"

Without his order, the man holding the tablet just now swiped on the screen, and the next real-time video appeared in front of Qin Chuan——

There was a steady flow of vehicles, and pedestrians jostled each other. On the gate across the road, there was a clear signboard with white characters on a blue background——Jianning City Public Security Bureau.The camera paused for two seconds, as if deliberately giving Qin Chuan a chance to see these words clearly, then turned to a silver G65 on the sidewalk not far away, and saw a very elegant man wrapped in a gray windbreaker with the window half down. The young man was sitting in the driver's seat, his very familiar side face was reflected by the fluorescence of his phone.

"Sure, very sure!" Qin Chuan said sadly and excitedly, "I'm ready to live in seclusion, pray for him and become a vegetarian for the rest of his life. Hurry up!"

"Wait no more?" Shark asked with a smile.

The next moment, the picture changed subtly again——Jianning City Public Security Bureau Criminal Investigation Detachment Captain Yan Xie appeared in the camera, with a faint smile on his face, striding across the street and walking straight to G65, the corners of his clothes fluttered in the wind. Unguarded arc.

Qin Chuan: "..."

After a long silence, Shark jokingly said, "Are you still so sure?"

Qin Chuan lowered his head, rubbed his face vigorously after a long time, and let out a long breath.

"If you asked me this a few years ago, maybe the answer would be very different from today, but now I suddenly feel that crossing the border is not so difficult." He said sincerely: "After all, everyone knows me. I've always taken oaths for food."

Shark burst out laughing.

Dozens of submachine guns were put away in unison with the sound of clicking. Qin Chuan finally stood up from the recliner, took off his glasses and rubbed his brows, and said helplessly: "However, the price for me to be a broker is not cheap. If there is no charge for this trip After the word spread, there will be no way to charge anymore. Maybe those customers who have been slaughtered before will have to follow suit and line up to blow my head in turn. So you have to give more or less, it’s me Being hired by you, I can still stand on the road in the future - anyway, you have money, so let's pay a deposit first, okay?"

What he said was very reasonable. Shark stopped his smile and looked Qin Chuan up and down, only to see that his face was even more innocent after removing the cover of his glasses. Guessing that this unarmed former criminal policeman would not be able to make any big waves, he said lightly: "Yes . How much do you want?"

Unexpectedly, Qin Chuan raised half of his eyebrows: "I don't want money."

He turned around and stepped on the floor full of broken bricks and rubble, and walked towards the shop that had been shot to pieces by the submachine gun just now, he didn't care about the cobweb-shattered glass door and the half-collapsed counter.Countless armed gunmen stared at his leisurely back in the light and shade, only to hear the creaking sound of an old-fashioned printer coming from the back room, and Shaoqing Qin Chuan lifted the curtain with a portrait.

A gunman took the portrait, stepped back vigilantly, and handed the portrait to the shark, who immediately said "oh" unexpectedly:

"Not a woman?"

Qin Chuan: "..."

His good reputation as a woman's friend has probably gone beyond Jianning to the world.

"I thought you were either asking for money or a woman." Shark took the portrait a little away, looked at the dilapidated shop carefully for a moment, seemed to understand something, and asked with great interest: "I didn't expect you to have such a good taste." It's quite special, don't you have any niche hobbies?"

"I'm sorry, I just have a hobby of collecting." Qin Chuan said modestly: "If the price is too high, I can't afford it myself, so I have to kill the customer."

The conversation between the two was cordial and polite, like a pair of old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time, and the cruel scene of the hail of bullets just now did not happen at all.After pondering for a long while, the shark smiled slightly, shrugged his shoulders very openly and respecting others' privacy, and said, "Really? Since this is no problem, the deposit you want will be sent to you soon."

Then he handed the portrait to the bodyguard with his backhand, and made a gesture of invitation: "Shan military police should come to surround this place soon - get in the car, Team Qin, welcome to cooperate."

The shadows of trees on the mountain road whizzed in the distance, and the sound of military trucks speeding was faintly heard in the wind.

Qin Chuan was quite a simple person, he didn't bring anything, he walked away with his feet up, bent down and got into the car door under the "escort" of the bodyguards, and then more than a dozen bulletproof jeeps turned around and drove out of the market, with a few muffled thuds, It crushed the corpses all over the ground to create a long blood path.

"So what happened a year ago?" The scene outside the window quickly receded, and Qin Chuan was sandwiched between the back seat by two armed bodyguards. Probably even the Interpol thought you were dead, and there are rumors that an undercover single-handedly shot down your entire armed force—hey, so are the rumors true?"

Shark turned his head from the passenger seat to stare at him, his eyes were fixed, and his face could not distinguish between emotions and anger.

The carriage was extremely quiet except for the roar. After a long time, just when Qin Chuan thought he was not going to answer, the shark suddenly asked back without warning:

"Do you know 'painter'?"

"Who?"

The shark laughed slowly, a cold blue flashed in the depths of his pupils.

"Ten years ago, my most powerful security director, Arthur, was arrested in Southeast Asia, and I tried my best to find out who was behind the scenes. In the end, I thought the police were just lucky. Until a year ago, he finally personally Appearing in front of me, like a ghost in hell who came to kill me, I realized that after so many years, I sold fentanyl in North America, established a methamphetamine factory in Mexico, and set up a deep web server in the Netherlands. The Interpol with the red notice was helpless, but he never got out of his sniping range."

"Painter," Shark paused, and said softly, "It wasn't luck that brought him to me, but fate."

Qin Chuan nodded thoughtfully, and asked, "But you are still alive, so he must have died?"

In front of the car, a large poppy field stretches as far as the eye can see, splashing and splashing in the sun.Shark looked back to the front, his grey-blue eyes with a smile reflected in the rearview mirror, as if missing someone from afar, but the hint of bloodthirsty in it was creepy.

"No, fate was cruel to him—I'm alive, and he didn't die."

Qin Chuan's eyelids twitched ominously, but the shark's tone was unusually gentle:

"Look, the land in front of you is the place where the 'painter' once visited—"

In the distance, camouflage trucks surrounded the market, and the convoy was heading north.The land under the mountain is vast, and the national boundary monument is hidden in the mountains and mountains, reflecting a faint golden light.