Swallowing the Seas

"what--"

Wu Yu walked to the entrance of the alley, as if he heard something in the dark, and stopped in his footsteps.

The narrow alleys are long and winding, and the crooked courtyard walls are close together. Only one person can pass sideways at the narrowest point.The gaps between the uneven stone slabs are covered with moss, moths cast shadows hovering in the halo of street lights, the night wind blows through the grass in the distance, and mice make a slight screeching sound when they swarm.

"Ah...ah..."

I don't know which baby's heart-piercing howls sounded again, and the lights of several houses were turned on one after another, and impatient yelling was faintly heard.

... No, it wasn't this cry just now, Wu Yu thought.

It was a scream just now.

He looked behind him, his eyebrows were slender and his brow bones were straight, his eye sockets were deep and bright, and his pupils were slightly compressed inconspicuously.Treetops, bushes, courtyards, people, tired scolding, tired persuasion, shouting and cursing in the distance...all the noises in the darkness are filtered layer by layer, and the 12-year life-threatening vigilance is like a steel wire Throwing into the sky, a clue suddenly appeared——

Obviously there was no sound, but the most sensitive intuition in the depths of his subconscious suddenly moved.

"Liu Li," Wu Yu quickly walked through the narrow alley, stepped over the puddle, and knocked on the door: "It's me, I left my lighter in the bag, open the door!"

There was no movement.

"Liu Li!"

After searching the door for a moment, an indistinct voice finally leaked out: "...ah, what?"

"I dropped my lighter in the bag, take it out for me!"

"...Uh, uh..." Liu Li trembled, her terrified eyes almost popped out of her sockets, her mouth was tightly covered by a hand behind her, and a series of blood beads rolled down her neck under the knife point.

Boom boom boom!The door was knocked a few more times, and Wu Yu began to urge impatiently: "Hurry up! Are you asleep?"

The hand moved away a little, and then shook the bloody blade threateningly, which was reflected in her violently trembling pupils.

"...I've...slept, you...you can pick it up tomorrow, take it..."

Outside the door, Wu Yu's movements froze slightly, and after only half a second, he said "ah" without any response, and said, "That's fine, see you tomorrow."

The movement outside the door disappeared, and the person with the knife behind him didn't make a sound. In the darkness, the air seemed to freeze for an instant, and Liu Li's heart stopped beating in that instant——

Wu Yu turned around.

In the next second, he suddenly kicked, and the entire door panel flew out into the air!

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Fuck!!"

Screams, roars, and dull and fierce impacts sounded at the same second. Liu Li crawled and screamed and rolled and crawled. She couldn't even see Wu Yu's figure clearly. He was hit head-on and flew out, crashing into the sofa in the corner, and the wooden sofa frame collapsed into several pieces!

Wu Yu landed, turned around, and rubbed his body in front of him, with such a ghost-like speed that he couldn't even catch the slightest sound of the wind.The gangster swung the bloody switchblade madly and stabbed forward, but before the blade fell, Wu Yu pinched his hand, and immediately "Dang!" There was a loud metal impact, and the blade was hit by the ground, spinning from the ground. The screaming Liu Li slid past her feet.

"Ahhhh-!!"

Wu Yu held the gangster's wrist in this position, neatly and neatly 360 degrees-the wrist dislocated with a cracking sound, and the elbow dislocated with another cracking sound, the gangster's scream instantly shook the entire narrow alley!

Eight or nine lights of the neighbors in the neighborhood came on one after another: "Why the hell is he still asleep?!"

Wu Yu's foot on the gangster's chest suddenly exerted force, the wooden frame of the sofa collapsed with a bang, and the screams came to an abrupt end as if being choked, and then Wu Yu leaned over and snatched the white bones that covered his face——

It was a horrible, poorly made Halloween mask.

Beneath the mask reveals the face of a terrified and hopeless young man.

·

"Li Hongxi, 32 years old, a master's degree, a middle-level manager of a private Internet company, married and no children." Liao Gang followed closely behind Bu Chonghua, and hurried through the chaotic interrogation room corridor: "The annual income before tax is about thirty to About 40 yuan, with a mortgage, and drives a three-series Brilliance BMW. His wife works in an investment bank and was transferred to Hong Kong for further study three months ago. The two communicate by phone and video every day. It is said that their relationship is quite stable. Typical middle-class family."

"Initial detachment!" An investigator rushed over: "I just received the greeting from Brother Cao, the investigator, and urgently called out the bank statement!"

Bu Chonghua took a thick stack of papers, turned them over while walking, kept walking, and stuffed the slip back into the investigator's arms in a short while: "Since half a year ago, the number of cash withdrawals from ATM machines has increased significantly and the amount has become larger. The monthly cash withdrawal is more than [-], which exceeds the amount of cash for daily expenses. His family lives in Xicheng, and his workplace is in the development zone, but the distribution of ATM machines for each cash withdrawal is mostly concentrated in the KTV shampoo room at the intersection of Yongli Street and Jiayang Road. The most concentrated area, and the time is between [-]:[-] and [-]:[-], just after the white-collar workers of the company get off work and before the nightlife begins.”

"he is……"

"Old prostitutes. That's what the anti-pornography brigade next door does." Bu Chonghua's expression sank like water: "Go and check his WeChat and QQ new contacts and Weibo private message like records in the past six months, and you should be able to find something.— — Liao Gang, get the certificate and go through the formalities, and immediately go to Li Hongxi's house to search for all traces related to cults, skull masks, and human bone artifacts."

"Yes!"

Liao Gang was about to turn around and leave when Bu Chonghua suddenly waved as if thinking of something again: "Hey, come back."

"what?"

"Go downstairs and pass the technical investigation to help me urge Director Wang. He said that I had someone send the sample from the hospital and asked him to process it as soon as possible for comparison. Be sure to give it to me before the interrogation is over."

Liao Gang was taken aback for a moment, completely unaware of what samples he sent, but the habit of obedience made him immediately sigh: "Understood!"

Liao Gang turned around and rushed down the stairs with the investigators, and pushed open the door of the interrogation room with heavy steps, only to see that the criminal police clerks had already taken their positions in front of the single-sided glass.Wu Yu was sitting on a chair near the door, and Zhang Xiaoli was sizing him up and hissing: "Little Angkor, you are so nice and kind, how can you be soft-hearted towards this kind of desperado? You see Look at your injury..."

"They said you were injured?" Bu Chonghua frowned.

When Wu Yu raised his head, his eyes were black and white, and he pointed to a white mark on his cheek that was two or three inches long, so thin that no trace of blood could be seen, and which could only be vaguely observed when facing the light.

"It was scratched by a fingernail," Wu Yu said.

Bu Chonghua: "..."

There was a burst of footsteps, and Meng Zhao, who was full of distress, pushed the door in: "Where is Xiao Wu? I heard from Liao Gang that you were fighting with a criminal suspect and you were stabbed in the face? What's going on?"

Wu Yu said, "Nails..."

"Wu, where's Wu!" Cai Lin passed by in a hurry, and while he was busy sorting out the eight police cases on the field, he poked his head in from the door: "I heard Director Wang said that you were fighting with armed gangsters, and you were slashed on the face with a knife. Disfigured! What's going on?"

"refer to……"

Bu Chonghua took a deep breath, and slammed the door of the interrogation room. Cai Lin "Aww!" outside, almost got his nose pinched.

·

"What is your name?"

"Li Hongxi."

"What are you doing!"

"Go to work, Development Zone."

"Why did you sneak into that girl's house with a knife?"

"You mean the escort girl? I'll just tease her."

"Play? Play what?!"

"It's just boring. I didn't want to rob. I was wrong. I shouldn't break into the house. I won't dare next time."

"What's with that white scar on your finger?"

"Mosquito bites and scratches—I beg you, Comrade Police, it's almost over..."

……

Li Hongxi's dislocated wrist and arm had been treated urgently. He was hung around his neck by a triangular scarf. His face was blue and white and his eyes were red.But he is indeed a senior white-collar worker who graduated with a master's degree. He quickly calmed down from the extreme panic and began to talk about him with the police. I didn't rob her of any money, do you have any evidence to prove that my motive is to rob her?"

"She said that I held a knife against her, so you believe it? She is a vile escort, why didn't she say that I raped her!"

"The policeman didn't say he was a policeman when he rushed into the door. I thought he was the one who robbed the house. How can you charge me with resisting arrest?!"

"Yes, I'm a prostitute, so I asked her to do door-to-door service. How can this also send the criminal investigation detachment to interrogate me in the middle of the night? If the performance is not completed, you can't just pull people over!"

……

"This grandson," the clerk slapped the keyboard, and said angrily, "A typical guy who watches American dramas and learns about crimes. He doesn't know how to deal with serious interrogation skills. If you waste time, it's the best of both worlds, shit!"

Many people who have not received professional training think that they can resist the high-intensity interrogation by the police as long as they talk nonsense or keep their mouths shut, but this is actually a dream.Serious and important cases that have been seriously punished are all combined with confession, autopsy, toxicological analysis, and video evidence. The experienced criminal police work with the suspect in three shifts 24 hours a day. It is only a matter of time before the defense line collapses when the tell is caught.

But there is a prerequisite for all of this - time is also the biggest problem facing the police right now.

So to a certain extent, Li Hongxi can be regarded as hitting the seven inches of the police.

"Meng Zhao," Bu Chonghua whispered.

Meng Zhao understood, took the murder hood wrapped in a physical evidence bag from Zhang Xiaoli, opened the door and entered the interrogation room.

"I was just looking for her to play with. Has SM heard of it? The game got a little bit more intense. I'm at fault. I'll accept any punishment, but you must let me hire a lawyer..."

The investigator stood up: "Sister Meng!"

Meng Zhaobai was in a shirt, black trousers, soft-soled shoes, and his jet-black hair was tied into a short ponytail. He sat on the chair opened by the investigator under Li Hongxi's flickering gaze, and lightly threw the evidence bag in front of him:

"Lawyer? Have you watched too many American dramas?" She mocked lightly, "You entered the interrogation room of my criminal investigation detachment, and it's your turn to ask for a lawyer?"

The skull cover fell on the table, face up, and the empty eye sockets were directly facing Li Hongxi, making him shudder under the clothes for some reason.

"No, you don't need to speak," Meng Zhao ruthlessly interrupted Li Hongxi who was about to speak, "I'll tell you."

"At 10:30 this morning, you left the company on the grounds of visiting a customer. You disappeared for two and a half hours. You took Line 7 from the subway station near the development zone to the city at around 11:1000 pm. On the way, you bought this Halloween skull cover online. You chose same-day delivery. After getting off the bus, you bought a roll of waterproof tape at the [-]-[-] convenience store, bought gloves, switchblades, and some wires at the hardware store, and then went to the supermarket to buy rags, bleach, detergent, etc. Tool. Then you wandered around the crime site in the old Changping District until [-]:[-] p.m., went to have dinner, took the subway to the vicinity of Yongli Street, withdrew [-] yuan in cash and disappeared again until [-]:[-] p.m., took the subway Back to the old Changping District."

"Go whoring," Meng Zhao rested his elbows on the edge of the interrogation table, crossed his fingers, and leaned forward, staring at Li Hongxi with a smile on his face: "I didn't forget to have a shot before committing the crime, just in case If you're exposed and caught, you won't have the chance to go whoring again, right?"

Li Hongxi listened to his whole day's itinerary, the more he listened, the more ugly his face became, and he almost forced a sneer: "Beauty, don't forget, you have no evidence to prove that I am going whoring today..."

"At 11:30, you walked around to the back wall of the victim's house, pried open the window frame with a wire and turned inside, wandered around the living room and bedroom, then sat on the edge of the bed and waited for the victim to come back. But what you didn't expect was that, The victim didn't come home alone today, so when you heard her talking with a young man outside, you could only hide in the closet in a hurry." Meng Zhao raised half of his lips, "Until the victim enters the room After you opened the closet and found you, you had to do it."

"..." Li Hongxi's mouth was as silent as a clamshell.

"Maybe you think that as long as you don't speak, we can't do anything about you, but the surveillance video has exposed your mental activities throughout the day. It's not a passionate client, but a premeditated home invasion. Bleach powder and detergent purchased in large quantities before committing the crime It means that you are ready to clean the bloodstains on the scene. The wires and black plastic bags show that you have thought about the possibility of tying up and moving the corpse. The accurate timing of entering the room proves that you have a basic understanding of the daily routine of the victim. You are a Planned, prepared, and contrived attempted murder, as long as the chain of evidence is clicked and closed, the file can be closed and submitted to the procuratorate. A statement? What is a statement? I don’t know that our police are all just pulling people to cover their performance. ?”

Li Hongxi never expected that Meng Zhao's slap back on his own face when he irritated the police just now, his face was covered with ashes, and thin cold sweat oozes from his temples: "I don't admit it, you talk nonsense..."

"Of course you dare not admit it, you coward."

Meng Zhao sneered slightly, and his tone was soft and mocking: "Look at you, a senior white-collar worker in his early thirties, 1.8 meters tall and weighing a little less than [-] kilograms, but the target of his murder is a frail young girl who has lost her footing— —In this way, you have to use wires, tape, switchblade and other murder tools to hide in the closet until she finds out and then "forced" to do it. This combination of impulsive and passive aggressiveness is usually seen in novice sex offenders, they are like you Same, inexperienced, insecure, with weird sexual fetishes, and barely able to deal with normal relationships between men and women - because of insecurity, because of fatal cowardice and fear."

Meng Zhao stared at him, the smile on his lips deepened, almost with pity, and his voice was as soft as a whisper:

"Actually, you hid in the closet before you heard the conversation between Liu Li and others outside the house, huh?"

"—You!" Li Hongxi's hob-like defense was broken by anger, and he almost lost his mind and jumped up from the chair: "Shut up the fuck, I have nothing to be afraid of! You bitch! Afraid of the fart! I..."

"Really? If you're not afraid, why did you trick Gao Ling into the flood tunnel before you dared to do it? If you're not afraid, why did you wear a mask before stabbing Nian Xiaoping to death?"

At that moment Li Hongxi's expression was blank.

"How did you trick Gao Ling into the flood discharge tunnel? Give her money? Do 'big business'?" Meng Zhao stared aggressively at his dilated pupils: "Where are you at 10:30 p.m. on May [-]nd? Dare you say it?"

Everyone inside and outside the interrogation room watched Li Hongxi as if he had been electrocuted, and subconsciously said, "I'm watching TV at home..."

"Which channel? What program?"

"I don't remember the documentary or the variety show..."

"Who can prove that you are at home?!"

Li Hongxi seemed to be frozen, his eyes were trembling, he was gasping for breath, cold sweat dripped down his cheeks, his lips were blue and gray.

Just one more push, just one more push—his cracked defensive line will collapse immediately, and all crimes will be poured out into broad daylight like a flood that has been opened.

But at this moment, as if he had found a precarious fulcrum from a desperate situation, he smiled convulsively at Meng Zhao: "No...no one can prove that I am at home."

"But you can't prove I'm not home, can you?"

Meng Zhao's eyes twitched slightly.

"Isn't your detachment very powerful, you can close the case with zero confession?" Li Hongxi gasped like a defeated rooster, with malice pouring out of every pore: "Then go find it, find it." Evidence of my crime. From now on, I will not tell you a word or a word. I want to see how you can find the chain of evidence, how to prove that I killed those little bitches, and how to send me Go to court - look for it! look for it!!"

There was a dead silence inside and outside the interrogation room, only Li Hongxi's crazy roar echoed in the air, shaking everyone's eardrums for a long time.

No one spoke in the listening room, the oxygen seemed to be exhausted, and the pressure was pressing heavily on everyone's chest.

"What...what to do now," Zhang Xiaoli's timid murmur finally sounded in the room after a while: "He, if he doesn't explain..."

——Yes, there is no physical evidence at the scene of Nian Xiaoping's murder so far, the murder weapon has disappeared in the Sili River in the rainstorm, and there is nothing at the scene of Gao Ling's murder except the blood-stained stone...

A burst of hurried footsteps came from outside, and then the door was pushed open.

Everyone turned around at the same time, only Bu Chonghua seemed to have foreseen something, and saw forensic doctor Xiao Gui carrying a cowhide document bag, taking off his mask and striding into the room: "Bu Detachment, this is the time you asked Director Wang to rush in." The comparison done before the interrogation ended, he asked me to give you the result immediately!"

With a few eyes focused on the document bag, Bu Chonghua took out the proof materials inside, and after only turning two pages, a cold smile appeared in his eyes.

--really.

Zhang Xiaoli was full of curiosity. He probed his head and wanted to peek at what was written on the material, but he couldn't understand a word, and because of the excessive inclination, he almost stumbled on the spot, but Bu Chonghua turned around and caught it accurately, pushing him away Wu Yu, who was on the chair, signaled that the little evil pen would be under his care, then pushed open the door of the interrogation room and walked in.

Li Hongxi sat there like a defeated rooster, with half of his face tilted, his eyes staring fiercely at the air, and his chest was continuously panting like a broken bellows.Hearing Bu Chonghua come in, he turned his head and looked in shock, his eyes almost shot out with a gnawing light: "I said it's useless no matter who comes, I don't know a word..."

"Needless to say." Bu Chonghua lightly threw the file bag in front of him and said, "I'm here to congratulate you."

"?"

Li Hongxi's pupils dilated quickly, and Bu Chonghua paused, looking down at him: "Congratulations on becoming a father."

"Although only for four short months."