Swallowing the Seas

"Did I sell drugs to the Chinese? What evidence do you have to prove that I sold drugs to the Chinese? I sold it to ghosts! I am, I am patriotic!!..."

Wan Changwen was handcuffed to the hospital bed, his hair turned white in just a few days, two blood-red muddy eyes were staring at his blue-gray face, and the wrinkles drooped from the corners of his mouth. A layer of cold air - that is dead air.

It was the hideous gray shadow reflected by the god of death hooking the sickle on the neck of the dying man.

Bu Chonghua pushed the door open and entered, nodding to the leaders of the task force in the corner. Song Ping was standing by the window with his hands behind his back.

"The Opium War, do you know about the Opium War? Why can ghosts sell drugs to us Chinese, but I can't sell drugs to ghosts? You police still arrest me, why do you arrest me! Why do you—"

Wan Changwen's eyeballs that had been soaked in drugs for many years suddenly saw Bu Chonghua, and stopped talking nonsense in a venting style.

The room was as quiet as if someone had pressed the mute button. Wan Changwen's eyes were fixed on Bu Chonghua, and everyone looked over.

Bu Chonghua remained calm, standing in front of the hospital bed with his hands behind his back, his amber eyes were cold and heartless.

"...It's you, it's you." Wan Changwen sneered "Hey, hey, hey" after an unknown period of time, full of confusion and nervousness: "You are that brat, the one from 20 years ago." The little bastard who slipped through the net... Fate, this is really fate. If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have let you go, I really shouldn't have let you go."

The last few words could be said to be teeth gnashing, but they were Wan Changwen's most sober and logical words since last night. Before that, he was either roaring or talking nonsense. No words.

Several supervisory leaders cheered up at the same time, and the interrogator immediately made a concealed gesture to Bu Chonghua.

"Yeah," Bu Chonghua looked down at the drug dealer, with a sarcasm behind his flat voice, "How does it feel to be caught by the police's son, Boss Wan?"

Wan Changwen seemed to be stung by a poisonous needle, and at that moment his brain transformed by methamphetamine was filled with blood, and his facial features were twisted in hatred: "Do you know how I planned to kill your parents, you brat? ?”

Bu Chonghua stared at him expressionlessly.

Song Ping by the window changed his expression.

"I was going to hang up those two dead men, slowly bled them, and slowly roasted them with a fire until they dripped with oil and turned into dried human beings little by little, and the accumulated human oil could still be frozen Make candles...or if I knew you were there at the time, I would have someone arrest you first, cut open your stomach in front of your mother, pick out your heart, liver, lungs and intestines, and use a big pot to slowly cooked..."

Song Ping's hands were trembling by his side, and he took a sudden step forward, but was held back by the two commissioners of the Ministry of Public Security on the left and right at the same time.

"Then feed your meat piece by piece to your mother and father, pound them down their throats with an iron rod, and let them look at your bones and scream." Wan Changwen's face was flushed sickly, and every word Drenched in venom: "That's the way a dead cop should die, don't you think? I heard that you watched the whole process of your parents being tortured to death. You also think their death is too easy, don't you?"

Bang!

Song Ping's eyes were red, his teeth were clenched, and he slammed into the window frame while struggling. Secretary Weng pointed at Wan Changwen and slapped the table: "Enough! You—"

The interrogation expert suddenly stood up to block the enraged Secretary Weng, winking desperately.

"So what?" In the turmoil of swords and swords, Bu Chonghua stared at Wan Changwen condescendingly, and said lightly, "They are dead, but they have me."

Wan Changwen opened his mouth violently, but it was as if a hot egg had been stuffed in his throat.

"When they died, I threw pots and mourned, I cleaned their tombs every year, and I inherited their incense. My Bu family did not go bankrupt. You see, it was I who took revenge for them and arrested you." Are you staying? How important it is to have an authentic incense stick, isn’t it, Boss Wan?”

Wan Changwen kept trembling with his open mouth, but Bu Chonghua smiled sarcastically under his stare: "And your old Wan's family, your family is ruined, your incense is cut off, and your ashes can only be sprinkled." No one even sweeps the sewer. How do you face the ancestors in the underground? Those drug dealers in Myanmar have been pointing at your old Wan’s spine and making fun of your family’s extinction all these years, right? Waiting for you to die Shouldn't they laugh more happily?"

"you you you--"

Sure enough, Wan Changwen was stabbed at the most painful spot, and his chest bulged out horribly like a sudden flatulence, but the interrogation experts watched him closely from all angles, not letting go of every slightest expression change on his face, including roaring. The decree lines twisted into a ball: "Shut up! What do you know! What do you know!!"

"People say that incense is cut off only in this life when they lacked morality in the previous life, and extinct households who have lost their incense will be reborn as animals in their next life. It seems that you are Boss Wan." Bu Chonghua said happily: "It's really pitiful, you How can those competing colleagues in the Golden Triangle laugh at you? It’s not a big deal to be caught and fed by a dead cop. You don’t have a son or grandson. You look at everyone’s whole family...”

"Shut up! Shut up!!" Wan Changwen snapped the metal handcuffs, his hatred drowned out everything, making it impossible for him to hide the most desperate and true side of his heart: "No one has my surname Wan. Are you proud? Very proud?! Don't be too damn happy!"

"I'm going to drag you to die together! My Lao Wan family has no one left, so don't dream of solving the case and receiving the reward! Let's die together!!—"

The mournful roar echoed for a long time, but Bu Chonghua suddenly noticed something between the lines, and glanced at the interrogation expert, meeting the eyes of the old expert who seemed to be enlightened.

5 minutes later, outside the ward.

"How did you think of stimulating him in this way?" Secretary Weng asked in a deep voice.

Bu Chonghua thanked him, took the fire handed by the interrogation expert, and said hoarsely while lighting a cigarette: "I have read many investigation materials on Wan Changwen in the Ministry. Wan Changwen is obsessed with giving birth to a son, but maybe Drug use has had a certain impact. Over the years, the little wife he found in Myanmar was either unable to conceive or give birth. Eight or nine years ago, he adopted a baby boy who was said to have the same Chinese characters, and died in an accident when he was a few years old. Later, I hugged another one, but it didn’t take long before she also died of illness.”

Several experts and leaders from the ministry stood around with serious expressions, and Bu Chonghua smiled mockingly amidst the curl of cigarettes.

"A lot of idiots who prefer sons to daughters but can't have sons will end up buying boys. Since Wan Changwen is like this, it means that he has reached the point where he has gone crazy. That is to say, Peng Wan's three-year-old son Tao Ze is nothing to him. It's very attractive."

Secretary Weng frowned and said, "But it's useless. We've already thought about this. We've tested Wan Changwen several times since last night, but he never showed any interest in Tao Ze, which made the current situation very passive... "

"That's because Tao Ze is a 'grandson'." Bu Chonghua interrupted him.

Secretary Weng's expression changed suddenly, and then his brain, which was involved in countless things, suddenly reacted!

"Yes." The interrogation expert said at this time, immediately attracting everyone's eager attention: "Officer Bu hit the key point."

"——The suspect is extremely hostile to the police, so from last night to now he has been using a lot of meaningless ways of venting, such as yelling and cursing, to cover up his real inner appeal. This is fatal to us. But the special police officer just now His identity and wonderful angle of conversation had a shocking psychological stimulation to him, and he finally exposed his strongest desire in his anger—"No one has my surname Wan anymore."

Even the interrogation experts shook their heads sarcastically, took off their reading glasses and wiped them: "Because 'my old Wan's family is empty', so 'you police don't dream of meritorious deeds', have you noticed? In Wan Changwen Subconsciously, the two are a causal relationship."

Secretary Weng said in disbelief: "So his real psychological appeal is actually..."

"It's not about exempting from the death penalty. He knows that he will definitely die." Bu Chonghua said coldly, "He wants to ask his grandson to recognize his ancestors and return to his clan."

Everyone looked at each other, and then Secretary Weng realized that his tone changed uncontrollably: "This matter can be discussed! No matter what method is used, as long as the surname Wan's mouth can be pried open! Old Ou, Lao Ou—"

Secretary Ou of the Municipal Bureau rushed over, and Secretary Weng glanced at his watch: "There is still a little time now, call Tao Zhengqing immediately! Ask the Tao family to cooperate! No matter what conditions his family proposes, report it immediately and let me approve it. I will approve it." If it doesn’t work, send it to the municipal committee for special approval, hurry up!!”

"Yes!"

Secretary Ou hurriedly dialed the number as he walked out, but was stopped by Bu Chonghua: "It's useless, we don't have enough time now to go through the process."

Secretary Ou was startled: "But..."

"You don't know the Tao family." Bu Chonghua took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed a number without looking up, "Let me come."

beep-

The phone was connected quickly, and an aging male voice came from the opposite side, it was Father Tao who was full of doubts: "Hello?"

"Hi Mr. Tao, I'm Bu Chonghua from the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Public Security Bureau."

The receiver was stunned for a moment, and then broke out unsurprisingly, and half the corridor could hear the phone on the other side: "You—you police still have the face to contact my family?! My good daughter-in-law is gone if she says nothing, the murderer caught her!" Has it arrived? Has it been sentenced? Compensation?! If you hadn’t intervened, would things have turned out like that? In my situation, I can apply for state compensation and I’ll tell you!!…”

Bu Chonghua's handsome facial features didn't move at all, and everyone watched him turn and walk to the window, extinguished the cigarette with one hand, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and operated it for a while, and finally, in the gap between the angry scolding on the other side, He opened his mouth without losing the opportunity, and one sentence stunned Father Tao:

"Is 200 million enough?"

"You you you... what did you say?"

"At the beginning, the kidnappers wanted a ransom of 40 yuan. You didn't want to give it up. Now I'll pay you five times more and buy the right to change your grandson Tao Ze's name. If you agree, someone will take your son to the notary office with a cash check within an hour. Money It was issued by me personally, so there is no need to go through the city bureau formalities."

Father Tao froze there in disbelief as if he had been slapped with a talisman.

Bu Chonghua's voice was calm and direct: "I'll give you 10 minutes to think about it. Before answering me, check your bank account to see if there is an extra 20 deposit."

The hands of the clock turned round and round on the wall, and the sky outside the window turned from bright to dark, and everyone gathered in the corridor holding their breath and waiting for the result.

The peripheral maneuvering team, the investigation team, the Municipal Party Committee, the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and the technical investigation teams of various jurisdictions... walked back and forth in a hurry, and the phone calls kept coming and going.Numerous tips and news came from all directions like a snowflake. All the leading experts of the task force stayed with them in shifts. The meeting room specially set up by the hospital was filled with the smell of overnight instant noodle soup mixed with cigarettes.

Song Ping stood in front of the open window, and suddenly his shoulders sank. It was Bu Chonghua who put on a coat for him from behind, with a cigarette in his hand: "Uncle Song."

"..." Song Ping quietly looked at him for a long while, his eyes seemed to penetrate him, and he saw the more distant and yellowing years, and smiled sadly for a long time: "You still don't quit smoking? Hurry up and quit smoking while the addiction is not deep Bar!"

Bu Chonghua said: "When Wu Yu comes back, I will quit."

Song Ping nodded, and asked in a low voice, "How's the talk with the Tao family going?"

"Agreed. 190 million."

"Why is there still less?" Song Ping's first reaction was surprise, but then he realized that he was surprised and praised: "That's right, you did the right thing!"

"Blindly increasing the price will only make the other party delay, and appropriately reducing the price can speed up the speed. Different strategies must be adopted for different negotiating opponents." Bu Chonghua twitched the corner of his mouth lightly: "Tao Zhengqing is eager to remarry, and his father regards money as his life." , His mother doesn't have much opinion. When I was handling the kidnapping case, I paid attention to the personality status of everyone in his family, and sure enough, the psychological weakness of the whole family can be hit with one blow."

Bu Chonghua's ability to become the head of the criminal investigation detachment at this age is not only due to the preferential treatment policy for the children of martyrs, nor Song Ping's merit and protection.His criminal investigation instinct allows him to collect information, quickly analyze, accumulate and store, and attack decisively almost anytime and anywhere. His brain is like a precision instrument, which is waterproof, shockproof and efficient, and will never be defeated by any predicament or even desperation.

Song Ping turned around and pressed Bu Chonghua's shoulder hard, his bloodshot eyes looked slightly red: "If your parents are alive in heaven, they will definitely be proud of you!"

"If my parents are alive in heaven, they will be proud of you too, Uncle Song." Bu Chonghua said calmly, "Don't care what Wan said, he is destined to go to the execution ground, and they will be killed in the sky on the day of execution." Watch the sentence with us."

Song Ping laughed sadly: "Yes, you are right!"

"—Secretary Weng! Bureau Song!"

At this time, hurried footsteps came from outside the meeting room, and the door was pushed open with a call, and Secretary Ou was panting, and even his voice changed: "The notarization procedures are in place, Deputy Liao is halfway with the notarization certificate." Be there in an hour!"

Snapped!

The interrogator threw a notarized certificate in a pale yellow envelope on the hospital bed. Wan Changwen stared at the three-year-old baby who was led by the police in the corner, his eyes straightened, his lips trembled and he couldn't speak.

Doubt, madness, resentment, unwillingness, excitement, longing... All kinds of complex emotions came to the top of his head. This is the first time he has shown such an uncontrollable expression in front of the police since he was arrested.

"Tell the police everything Shark has discussed with you. Your cooperation will determine when we will stamp this notarial certificate." The words are clear and calm, even to the point of cruelty: "You know, I just bought your grandson's surname right for 190 million. I can let him recognize his ancestors or change his surname to another family, as long as you lie a word , what do you think I will do?"

He bent down slightly, stared at Wan Changwen's violently trembling eyes, and said with a smile, "I will change his surname to Bu on your execution ground, pour your ashes into the toilet, and let your old Wan's only relative The grandson cried for my parents - do you want to see that scene, Boss Wan?"

The ticking of the pointer every second seemed to resound in everyone's hearts. There were various movements coming from the door of the ward, conversations, threats, temptations, roaring, crying... After more than an hour, the door was finally slammed When it was opened, everyone jumped up and stood up.

Bu Chonghua strode out, and the hem of his coat drew a neat arc in the air: "Wan Changwen has explained."

Secretary Weng lost his voice: "What?"

"There is a blue gold production den hidden in the deep mountains near Wangjiapo, Pitang Town, H Province, his little wife's hometown. The shark has deliberately inquired about the specific route, and it is very likely that it will be the next target of drug dealers." Bu Chonghua stopped walking, brows furrowed. It is profound and sharp, and there is a kind of determination that cannot be denied: "If the shark convoy passes by, it will definitely leave traces, and I apply to set off immediately for investigation!"

The corridor was filled with joy, and many people fell backwards in relief at the same time. Several criminal policemen on shift even sat down on the ground exhausted.

"Go! Let's go!" Secretary Lian Weng's first reaction was to run away, and shouted: "Let's go now!"

...Where am I?

A dark and long mountain road spread out in front of him, surrounded by shadows of trees, and the flames shot into the sky behind him.Wu Yu seemed to have suddenly become very small, and ran forward staggeringly on the rugged stone road. There were chaotic shouts and the sound of cars behind him, mixed with a dog barking occasionally.

"Don't let them go!" "Chase!" "Hurry up!" "There, there!"...

What am I doing?This thought came to him in a trance, but the nightmare that was repeated countless times immediately reminded him.

——It was the follow-up to that bloody late night more than 20 years ago. It was what happened after he hid that white and tender "city boy" in a tree pit, and then ran out to meet the gangsters.

The bloody wind whistled and blew back in the ears, and there seemed to be countless screams and wailing hidden in the thick smoke, like wraiths coming and going.He couldn't remember how many times he fell down, and how many times he got up after rolling and crawling. All his survival consciousness was concentrated on the soles of those little feet that kept running, and he didn't even notice that he was cut bloody by sharp stones.

run, run forward.

It's over if you get caught by a drug dealer. Being caught will be worse than death.

"I saw him!" "Damn it, let the dog chase it! Chase it!!"

The rapid barking of a dog came from behind the wind, the child ran wildly, and a mountain crack suddenly appeared in front of him!

Wu Yu knew what happened after that.

He jumped down the valley without hesitation, thinking for a moment that he would fall to pieces and die, but fate favored him at that moment.A branch protruding from nowhere caught the child's clothes in mid-air, and the dense branches and leaves blocked the drug dealer's flashlight, suspending him in mid-air for a whole night.It wasn't until the next morning that he moved his bruised body and slowly climbed down from the branch by the light of day, forgetting how he walked back to the village step by step along the mountain road.

That used to be his only chance to escape from hell. After that night, all his fates were silently rewritten, as if the moment he jumped into the abyss, he rushed towards the end without light.

"Wow wow wow wow!"

Just like what was repeated thousands of times in the dream, the barking quickly approached from far away, the breath of a giant dog came from the wind, and the fangs and claws rushed towards the sky——

Wu Yu opened his eyes wide, and jumped down into the pitch-black valley with all his strength!

In the next second, unlike the dreams and reality that had been repeated thousands of times, he crashed into a solid and powerful embrace.

The drug dealer's yelling and dog barking faded away, and the howling mountain wind turned into silence at this moment.The little Wu Yu raised his head trembling, and he saw the familiar face on top of his head staring at him closely. His amber eyes were still so beautiful, although they were slightly red because the eye sockets were bloodshot.

Wearing a dark blue uniform, he held a gun in one hand and hugged the 11-year-old Wu Yu in his arms with the other, and whispered hoarsely, "Let me protect you."

I will come all the way from thousands of miles to take you away.

This time it's me who will protect you.

Wu Yu closed his eyes, something hot and sour seemed to be choked in his throat, and he spun and hit him head-on, dizziness seized all his sanity.After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly opened his eyes, rushed forward, and suddenly retched!

"Cough cough!..."

The consciousness that had been paralyzed to the extreme finally recovered slowly, but the throat spasmed for a long time, but he didn't spit out anything. He only heard a smiling voice from the side, not only sorry but also very attentive: "—Are you awake?"

A bottle of water was brought to his mouth, but Wu Yu panted and turned his head to the side.

His eyes focused little by little, and finally he found himself sitting in the back seat of the bumping car, his right wrist was hoisted and handcuffed to the roof handle, the front seat bodyguards were watching, and the one holding the mineral water bottle by his side was a shark !

The author has something to say:

In order to prevent controversy, I hereby mark that Bu Chonghua's remarks about "giving birth to a son, inheriting the incense, and exterminating the family" are intended to stimulate Wan Changwen's psychological weakness, purely for the purpose of interrogation, and do not represent the author himself or the protagonist in the article Viewpoint, bow~!