Swallowing the Seas

"Don't move! Put down the knife!"

"Hands up! Police!"

Special police patrols, police stations, anti-riot brigades, and criminal investigation detachments were all present, and the huge abandoned construction site was surrounded by the police.The gangsters trembled one by one, fell to the ground with clinking knives and crowbars, were quickly kicked away by the special police, rushed forward, and handcuffed each of them firmly.

Only then did Bu Chonghua put down his gun, panting and asked, "Are you okay?"

Wu Yu stared at him blankly, his skin was pale and translucent, and his eyebrows and eyes became darker and clearer.Bu Chonghua's face was livid, and he pressed his shoulders and walked around his whole body without serious injuries. Then he asked again in a more emphatic tone: "Are you okay?"

"...Why are you here?"

Bu Chonghua reprimanded: "Why am I here, shouldn't I ask you?!"

The two of them stood very close, Wu Yu hurriedly took half a step back, and hurriedly said: "You bleed Captain, call someone over here. I'm sorry I won't..."

At this moment, several special police escorted Liu Ge, Nian Daxing and others out from the abandoned alley connecting the wasteland. To report and expose... oh!"

The special police were not vegetarians, so they gagged him on the spot and stuffed him into the rear compartment.

Wu Yu's face changed slightly.

All Bu Chonghua's observation power was focused on him, and he noticed this detail at the time. Just as he was about to ask, Liao Gang, Cai Lin and the others rushed forward crying: "Bu detachment!" "Hurry up!" Quickly call Xiaogui forensic doctor over here!" "Boss, boss, are you okay? Fuck, which grandson hacked this up, I dragged it out and buried it on the spot!"...

Wu Yu staggered half a step due to being squeezed, he couldn't stand firmly on his feet, and suddenly his knees gave way.

"Xiao Wu is fine, whoever saw me... Fuck!" Cai Lin was taken aback, before he could react, Bu Chonghua turned around and grabbed Wu Yu, only to see him coughing while covering his mouth Twice, it was a cough that almost came out of the chest, and then he wiped his hand on the trousers of the police uniform.

Bu Chonghua grabbed his wrist and opened it to see that his palm was covered with blood foam.

"Call a car to take him to the hospital. He suffered internal injuries. Hurry up! Cai Lin!"

Cai Lin jumped up like a rabbit and ran out, causing the crowd to become a mess.Bu Chonghua half-wrapped Wu Yu with his arms, letting him sit against the brick wall, and suddenly felt that Wu Yu grabbed his arm with his backhand, his fingers were cold and trembling, and said hoarsely: "Nian Daxing..."

Bu Chonghua stared closely at Wu Yu's eyes, and suddenly saw something indescribable in those pupils.

——mixed with sorrow, struggle, and deeper helplessness.

"What about Nian Daxing?" Bu Chonghua asked in a low voice, "Why are you chasing him? Tell me!"

This relative gesture made Wu Yu raise his head. He stared at Bu Chonghua from a close distance, opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound.

"Here we come! Be careful!" At this moment, Cai Lin and several policemen rushed back, carrying the simple stretcher on the police car, and helped Wu Yu up with all his might.Bu Chonghua also stood up, ignoring other people's obstruction, and shouted: "Wu Yu!"

"Forensic doctor! Forensic doctor here!" Liao Gang desperately supported Bu Chonghua: "Captain, sit down quickly! You are still bleeding blood!"

Wu Yu suddenly closed his eyes.

For some reason, Bu Chonghua felt a little nervousness from his subtle reaction, and then Wu Yu was sent to the police car, the siren was sounded, and he rushed out of the scene at full speed.

Liu Dongcai, male, 50 years old, has been imprisoned many times for crimes such as theft, robbery, selling fake medicines, and selling second-hand cars. After being released from prison ten years ago, he wandered to the Northeast. In his old career, he even opened classes to teach apprentices. In the past two years, he has caused many burglary cases and was wanted by the police in three provinces.

No one knew why he absconded to Jinhai, besieged the criminal police frantically, and was besieged and wiped out by the local police in one fell swoop.

"—Stubborn resistance, no repentance! I think you are hopeless!" Song Ping, the chief of the Jinhai City Public Security Bureau, raised the case, with a stern voice: "I warn you that it is best to rein in the precipice and turn your back on the shore. I will say this for the last time today. Repetition - Odds change and evens remain the same, symbols look at the quadrant! Depends on the quadrant!!"

15-year-old Song Xiaoyuan lay half dead in front of the dining table, and the sound of the director's wife jingling fried pork ribs came from the kitchen.

"Look at you like this, ah, you dare to be stubborn with me! Look at when Zhonghua has tutored homework, and then look at you?! Still stare? Stare at me again and send you to Bu Chonghua to discipline! Don't believe me you try!!"

Song Ping covered his heart with one hand, and was about to look for a feather duster when his cell phone rang, and the caller said that Cao Cao had arrived.

"Hello, Zhonghua?"

Song Xiaoyuan's chrysanthemum tightened instantly.

"Well, well, I heard your old Xu report... what?!"

Song Ping's final voice suddenly rose, and he didn't know what Bu Chonghua said on the other side of the phone, but his face changed suddenly, and he immediately got up, put on his shoes, and grabbed the car keys: "I see, tell Lao Xu that I'm now Just go and be there later!"

"What's the matter?" The chief's wife poked her head out of the kitchen and asked dissatisfied, "It's hard to stay at home all day, where are you going?"

Song Ping hastily put the purse in the creaking hole: "Last night, the Nancheng detachment arrested a group of people in the old Changping District. Chonghua was chopped and injured. I just called to say something new about the case."

"What—?!" Madam's high-pitched ending sound was exactly the same as Song Ping just now, even the pitch was not bad: "Is Chonghua injured? Is it serious?! Huihui! Huihui!"

Song Ping was like one head and two big: "Oh, what did you call her for!"

There was a sound of footsteps in the back room, and Song Hui, who was at home on vacation, rushed into the dining room, her small face pale with fright: "What's wrong? Mom? What's going on?"

The bureau chief's wife said repeatedly: "Your father went to the Nancheng detachment to pay attention to Hua, so hurry up and take a look, and put on that newly bought pink dress..."

"Leave it alone, what time is it!" Song Ping couldn't laugh or cry, and hurriedly closed the door and left.

Nancheng Public Security Bureau, Jinhai City, Criminal Investigation Detachment Building.

A car with a red flag stopped in front of the door. Before the driver could get out of the car and open the door, Song Ping had already got out, strode up the steps, waved his hand to signal Xu Ju not to greet, and pointed directly at Bu Chonghua's shoulder and asked: " what is going on?"

"The forensic doctor has already sewed it up, and the knife is so blunt that it won't necessarily kill a chicken." Bu Chonghua was wearing a police uniform jacket, and his left shoulder was tightly wrapped with a bandage, but his actions were not affected at all: "The news of Liu Dongcai's arrest has been released." It was sent to the Dalian Public Security Bureau, and the person they sent to assist in the investigation will arrive at noon..."

"Have you ever killed a chicken? Do you know that the vitality of a chicken is much more tenacious than yours?" Song Ping yelled and interrupted: "Go to the hospital for me! Go to the hospital after the meeting!"

"..." Bu Chonghua said, "Okay, I see. Last night, Liao Gang and the others interrogated his subordinates surnamed Liu. After comparing the confessions, it was confirmed that Nian Daxing, the family member of the victim in the [-] murder case, was also implicated. Among them, he was the one who notified Liu Dongcai to lead people into Jinhai City."

A group of people walked into the criminal investigation detachment building quickly, Song Ping frowned: "Why?"

"Nian Daxing, formerly known as Niangui, was sentenced to three years in prison 14 years ago for assisting in the trafficking of less than 200 grams of opium. While waiting for the sentencing in the Jinkang District Detention Center, he shared a cell with Liu Dongcai. Liu was the head of the cell at the time. Nian Daxing was his thug and younger brother. After they were released from prison, they gradually lost contact with each other until a few days ago when Nian Daxing came to the city bureau because of his daughter's murder case. When he met Wu Yu, he told Liu Dongcai privately to bring someone to Tianjin. Hai Xun revenge, because of his meritorious service in tipping off the news, he got a reward of 3 yuan from Liu Dongcai."

Song Ping paused, and several people also stopped: "Seeking revenge?"

Bu Chonghua nodded: "Nian Daxing claimed that Liu Dongcai's severed hand was cut off by Wu Yu ten years ago, and he also said that he wanted to report it and ask for meritorious service."

Judging from the surprised expression of Boss Song of the Jinhai City Public Security Bureau, even he didn't know this happened. After thinking for a while, he asked, "What is he going to report?"

Bu Chonghua made a gesture of waving outwards, with palms facing inwards and backs of hands facing outwards—all the directors except Xu Ju took two steps back tactfully. The square inch of land was suddenly very quiet.

"He said that Wu Yu had been in prison." Bu Chonghua tilted his head slightly, and his volume was very soft: "He said that Wu Yu was a wanted criminal who escaped from the Jinkang District Detention Center 13 years ago."

interrogation room.

The four walls are pale, and there is a palm-sized iron window on the top of the wall.The clerks had been cleared out, and there was only a dim desk lamp on the bare iron table, the light was yellow or green, reflecting Nian Daxing's fleshy face with a trace of weakness.

Bu Chonghua sat behind the interrogation table in a cloak, with his cuffs rolled up to his elbows, exposing his strong forearms, and said casually, "I heard that you want to report that our criminal policeman is a wanted criminal?"

Bu Chonghua had broad shoulders, long legs, straight shoulders and back, simply sat there casually, and the momentum tempered by more than ten years of criminal investigation career overwhelmingly overwhelmed the other party. Nian Daxing didn't even dare to look up at him: "I , I didn’t lie, I didn’t report to Brother Liu because of the 3 yuan, it’s because that surnamed Wu is too ruthless! I did it for self-defense!”

In the small dark room outside the interrogation, Boss Song and Ju Xu stood side by side in front of the single-sided glass, and looked at each other deeply.

"Self-defense." Bu Chonghua repeated with an inaudible attitude, and asked: "Why do you want to defend yourself, Wu Yu will be against you?"

Nian Daxing swallowed hard, and there was a gurgle in his throat.

"Niangui," Bu Chonghua said indifferently, his voice was very magnetic, but every word weighed as much as a thousand pounds: "You are in front of me, and the person who accuses me is a fugitive. Do you know what crime it is to defame an in-service criminal policeman?"

His last few words seemed to be overwhelming, and Nian Daxing collapsed into the iron chair, and it took him a long time to force out a sentence: "But...but I can recognize him, his appearance has not changed, and that Tattoos! How can there be two identical tattoos in the world?!"

Bu Chonghua's pupils tightened.

—Tattoos.

"His real name is Xie. I don't know what his name is. It is said that he was brought in by helping people transport fans to Myanmar. I heard the guards call him number 23659. Everyone in the cell has a 'fancy name', but he does not. He No need. Everyone knew it was him when he was mentioned, and they didn’t even need to mention it later. During the release, a bunch of prisoners gathered together, and they knew it was him with a wink, and the guards didn’t care at all. ..."

"Why?" Bu Chonghua asked.

Nian Daxing was gasping for breath, and under the light, he saw cold sweat flowing down his forehead, and after a long while he forced out a convulsive and twisted smile.

"Why? No reason. Do you think detention centers are like prisons, police officer? When the court has not passed a sentence, everyone is locked up in the detention center, killing a family of seven or eight people, border drug traffickers, organized Gangs of road robbers, murderers and mutilated corpses wanted all over the country... All the prisoners are mixed together, there are big shops, there are small shops, and there is a cell boss in each small shop. The cell boss is responsible for teaching the new prisoners to learn the rules. Beat it to death three times, and then pour dirty water mixed with mud after beating. The cops know how to play among prisoners, as long as they don't really kill people, they don't even see it..."

"I'm not asking you this." Bu Chonghua interrupted, "I'm asking why '23659' doesn't have a nickname."

Nian Daxing stared at him, the distorted malice on his face almost turned into sticky stuff, he finally told the truth:

"Because it looks good."

Bu Chonghua paused for breath.

"It's a big prison, a big prison where even a fucking mouse is on the handle. He is so good-looking, why do you think all the prisoners are thinking about it? What do you think they are thinking about, officer?"

Both inside and outside the interrogation room seemed to be frozen, and the air turned into countless sharp shards of ice, which fell heavily into the human lungs.

After a long time, Bu Chonghua finally moved his lower neck, his joints made a crackling sound, and he asked, "So Liu Dongcai made a move?"

"Liu Dongcai was the first to do it. Because we squat in the same cell, it's easy to do it." Nian Daxing sneered: "But Liu didn't dare to do it himself—he was the head of the cell because he had a background outside and someone gave him a hand." Money, he can’t beat people. So he ordered us to go up first..."

Bu Chonghua's face was still heavy, and he couldn't see any emotion, "And then?"

Nian Daxing took a breath, the fat on his face twitched, and finally lifted his undershirt.

Even under such dim and gloomy visual conditions in the interrogation room, the scar on his chest and abdomen was still very clear, glowing with a dark red that had grown old and frightening.

"Glass block," Nian Daxing said hoarsely.

Bu Chonghua's expression finally changed slightly.

"Can you imagine? Those surnamed Liu usually bullied him and beat him until he vomited blood. That kid just gritted his teeth and kept silent. I thought he was easy to bully. But that night a group of people surrounded him When he was about to start, he suddenly went all out, smashed a man's head with a hidden brick, smashed glass into my stomach, and they said that my intestines flowed out. Everyone shouted, everyone shouted He even stabbed a man in the neck before the armed police arrived with guns, and the blood spurted half as high as the wall. Later I heard that a riot was almost triggered that night."

Nian Daxing panted heavily, and said, "Do you know why Liu brought [-] or [-] people to Jinhai this time, police officer? Because he was scared. I dare say that Liu has been around for most of his life and has never been away from death." So close."

Bu Chonghua squinted his eyes, staring at Nian Daxing's face mixed with fear, cowardice and hatred, and did not speak for a long time.

"What happened later?" Bu Chonghua finally asked, "You said he escaped from prison?"

Nian Daxing stared at the interrogation table, as if he had returned to that chaotic and bloody night in the detention center through its cold and shiny steel surface.After a while, he swallowed again and said, "Yes, after that night, he ran away."

"..."

"That night, the armed police surrounded the prison and sprayed it with high-pressure water guns. Everyone was pushed against the wall at once. Then they rushed in and kicked all the prisoners down. If I moved, I shot him immediately. At that time, I was still clutching my intestines, and I was about to call for help when I suddenly saw the kid stand up and grab the guard, and beat him to death like crazy—beating the guard in front of the armed police, this is still Come on? With a bang, the armed police rushed forward, and a group of people beat him until he couldn't move anymore, and then dragged him out of the cell. Let me tell you, when he was dragged out The ground was full of blood, I thought he was dead, damn it!" Nian Daxing scolded fiercely: "It was only later that I found out what he was going to do. He just wanted to enter the infirmary. The sewer in the infirmary is connected to the outer river. He ran away the next day!"

Not only Bu Chonghua, but even Song Ju and Xu Ju who were outside the single-sided glass frowned—the sewer in the infirmary?

Even if it was more than ten years ago, even if it was a dilapidated detention center located in a small border town, it would be ridiculous to be able to escape from the sewer with one breath.

"Don't believe it? At first I didn't believe it either. So many prisoners didn't believe it. The sewer leads from the infirmary to the outer area, and from the outer area it has to go out and turn again before leading to the Jinkang River outside. If someone says he can I held my breath and dived for several miles, can you believe it? But he really disappeared! Cough, cough—"

Nian Daxing was so excited that he choked on his saliva, and all the people inside and outside the interrogation room were staring at him, and he kept shaking his head, his puffy, sallow face turned sickly red from excitement.

"Later, I couldn't figure it out, no matter how much I thought about it, I just knew that the entire detention center was under martial law at that time, and truckloads of armed police came four or five times, and it was also ordered that the prisoners were strictly prohibited from discussing this matter, even mentioning that kid. It’s not allowed. But in fact, this kind of thing can’t be helped at all, and everyone is secretly guessing, but they can’t figure out why—it wasn’t until I got out of prison two years later that someone finally told me.”

Nian Daxing stopped and shook his head, staring straight at Bu Chonghua, his cloudy pupils trembling uncontrollably:

"That kid didn't swim out by himself at all. In fact, he only swam to the outside of the prison and was surrounded by armed police. Then a group of Burmese drove a military vehicle across the border, broke through the power grid through the prison gate, exchanged fire with the guards, and was killed by the armed police. Killed several people."

"He was with the Burmese gang, and they took him out of prison."