Swallowing the Seas

"They gave me something to print, and I printed it. I really didn't know it was against the law! Hey, Comrade Police, I'm really wronged. I don't dare to do it next time, okay?"

In the interrogation room of the County Public Security Bureau, there were three criminal police officers and two clerks. The audio and video recording equipment was complete. A huge police badge was hung on the white wall.The owner of the printing shop with round head and big ears probably has never seen such a big battle in his life, shivering on the wooden chair, crying with snot and tears: "You said that we are a small business, and we have no knowledge or knowledge. It’s not easy to earn two dollars if you don’t have the culture and technology. The wife needs to be groomed, the child needs to pay a high price, the elderly need to hire a nurse, and the country also calls on us to have a second child. Tutoring classes..."

Wu Yu's thin back leaned against the single-sided glass outside the interrogation room, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other hand rubbing between his brows: "If I knew he was so easy to interrogate, why would we have made a special trip here?"

Bu Chonghua said lightly: "Didn't you take the initiative to follow?"

Wu Yu glanced at him, his face seemed a bit resentful, Bu Chonghua could tell what this kid was thinking without looking at him—"But how do I know that the Ninghe specialty tofu fish that Cai Lin mentioned is actually not delicious?"

"Bu Detachment, almost all the transcripts are out." The policeman of the County Public Security Bureau pushed the door out and handed a stack of hastily printed materials to Bu Chonghua: "According to the suspect's account, he only printed this kind of book once in total. The printing volume is about [-] to [-] copies. The other party said that because the quantity is not enough for the printing factory to open the model, they came to him to print. The time was about the end of October last year. Later, when I wanted to find him to print, because the printing volume was large and the cost was high , so he gave up without reaching an agreement, and he forgot exactly when..."

"The other party used to bring little girls to his shop?" Bu Chonghua was flipping through the records when he suddenly paused.

"Yes, what the suspect means is that the other party once hinted at letting the little girl sleep with him to pay for the printing fee." The policeman had a complicated expression on his face: "However... he sternly rejected it."

"——I said, do they think I'm stupid? That little girl has no breasts and no butt, how much does the big health care next door cost in one night?!...Yes, yes, I know the little girl is fresh, but I don't like that kind of thing! I just like the old woman next door who puts on paint and perfume, her breasts are shaking, and her thighs are shaking! And I'm only legally illiterate, but I'm not stupid, that little girl looks like bean sprouts, maybe she's full Four years old, if something happens, won't I spend the rest of my life in prison?!..."

Bu Chonghua called up the photos of Nian Xiaoping and Gao Ling in the phone album and handed them to the police, who knowingly handed them over to the clerk, motioning for the suspect to come in for identification, but after a while, the owner of the printing shop in the interrogation room kept shaking. Started: "No, neither of these two, the one I saw was younger than the two of them-hey, seriously, comrade policemen, I can't understand them at all, isn't Teacher Cang not good-looking? Big health care is not fun Is it a crime to harm the little girl! Hey police comrades, trust me, I’m not good at that, I’m willing to be a tainted witness and report for the government to expose these pests that harm the flowers of the motherland!…”

American TV dramas and gangster movies have caused a lot of misunderstandings to the grassroots people in our country. At least there is no such thing as a tainted witness in Chinese law.Several interrogating policemen couldn't laugh or cry, and hurriedly stopped him, and Bu Chonghua looked away from the one-sided glass.

"So the other party came to visit him twice, once printed less than [-] brochures, and once gave up because the fee was not negotiated?"

"Yes, that's what the suspect said." The policeman said affirmatively: "After the case of Zhaoyuan came out last year, the state cracked down on illegal printing factories. Those people didn't dare to go to the big printing factory anymore. The factory may not take the risk of accepting jobs related to cults, so it can only go to the fast printing shop to make parts into wholes. The first time to find "Kaitai Graphics" may be just a test of the water, and the printing effect is good, so there will be a second time. "

"He really doesn't remember what those people looked like?"

"This..." The policeman shook his head in embarrassment: "It's been more than half a year, and I remember three or four men, one of whom looks like a head, and people call him 'Teacher Ba', because this surname is relatively rare For now."

Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu looked at each other, and there was a trace of suspicion in each other's eyes.

Teacher Ba?

"Hey, I really don't remember. It's been three, four, five, six, seven... seven months! My wife said that I don't remember what she said 7 minutes ago, let alone the customer seven months ago? Let alone me This shop in the downtown area... what?! You said it will affect the sentencing?!" The owner of the printing shop suddenly raised his voice and almost screamed: "Comrade police, I beg you, I am really not the same as them! I have an eighty-year-old mother There is an eight-year-old child and a wife who forces me to pay the public food every day! What will they do if I go in! My wife will remarry with the child!!"

The interrogator slammed the table and raised eyebrows: "Then why don't you say it?!"

"Let me talk, talk, talk..." The owner of the print shop was frowning, and the 300-kilo meat was pitifully huddled in the small wooden chair, which made the interrogation chair creak unbearably. "The accents of those people... are ordinary northern accents. It’s not like the one in the Northeast either. It’s probably all tall, short, fat, and thin. A group of ordinary people, and there is no characteristic that people can’t forget at a glance when walking on the road. It is that Teacher Ba who takes the lead may be shorter than the others, and his age Not too big, small eyes, quite fair, gentle...by the way, eyebrows!"

The owner of the printing shop clapped his hands, as if seeing the dawn of immunity from criminal punishment: "That guy has a mole on his eyebrow!"

——"The local police station visited the neighbors of Gao's family, and they said that he was a short-sighted man with a fleshy nose, about 30 to [-] years old, with a mottle on his eyebrows, which was quite obvious..."

The "friend" who went back to his hometown with Gao Baokang, the man who spent 10 yuan to buy the lives of Nian Xiaoping and Gao Ling, is the same person as "Teacher Ba" who found Kaitai pictures and printed cult brochures!

The door of the interrogation room was pushed open, and Bu Chonghua walked in quickly, held up the mobile phone and pointed it in front of the owner of the printing shop: "Have you seen this person?"

On the mobile phone is a photo of Gao Baokang wearing a blue and white prison uniform. The fat boss looked at him for a moment with his small and round eyes like a cockfight, then shook his head vigorously: "No, I don't have any impression, I probably haven't seen it before."

Bu Chonghua swiped his finger, "What about this one?"

The owner of the printing shop was obviously afraid of him, his fat cheeks were trembling, his round face was almost stuck on the screen of the mobile phone, everyone could see that his little rusty head was spinning desperately, and it took him a long time to be careful He raised his eyes and glanced at Bu Chonghua's face, and stammered and asked, "Report—report to the government—the government, if I am right, can I—can I avoid prosecution?"

Bu Chonghua said, "Let me try it for you."

The boss immediately pointed to Li Hongxi on the screen, with mixed feelings of sadness and joy: "I've seen it! I've seen this grandson! He's the one who brought that little bean sprouts to my store!"

"Hello, Liao Gang." Bu Chonghua dialed a number, and said concisely and quickly: "The suspect Gao Baokang's 'friend' is from the same group as Li Hongxi. His surname should be Ba, and he is one of the leaders of the cult organization. Contact the technology immediately. The team said to hurry up and make portraits, arrange for Gao Baokang's family and Li Hongxi's wife to identify, act quickly!"

"Yes!"

Bu Chonghua walked out of the interrogation room quickly. Behind him, the owner of the printing shop stretched his neck, wishing he could rush up and hug his trouser legs: "The government! The government! - Can you guarantee that my immunity from prosecution will come down? When will it come down?" Huh? Can I call my wife?!"

Bu Chonghua turned around and walked out backwards, looked at him and said coldly: "I promise to persuade your wife not to change your child's surname after remarrying!"

"..."

A thunderbolt struck from the blue sky, and the fat boss was knocked out.

·

Ninghe County is more than three hours away from Jinhai by car, and it is already past eight o'clock after finishing the formalities and leaving the County Public Security Bureau.The local criminal police brigade insisted on staying for a meal. After the meal, they opened a room in a guest house next to the Public Security Bureau, allowing the leaders from the city to rest for one night.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the sound of washing water in the bathroom of the guest house stopped, and Bu Chonghua opened the door and walked out.

He had already changed into pajamas, wearing a soft short-sleeved white T-shirt, dark gray cotton trousers, and hotel slippers on his feet.This casual appearance made him look a lot more refined, and his pupils and hair were lighter in color. He even looked a bit like a young and handsome police student in his early twenties.

"You haven't finished that book yet?" Bu Chonghua asked casually when he saw Wu Yu still leaning against the head of the bed in the same posture just now.

Wu Yu groaned concentratingly.

This kid loves to study, Bu Chonghua thought to himself.

He originally thought that for people like Wu Yu, after returning home from get off work at night, he would watch the ball game at most, or play a bloody and violent stand-alone game to vent his emotions; it was more likely that he would finish eating the takeaway by himself and sit alone Against four white walls, until the dead of night, turn off the lights and sleep.

So when the local back office made reservations, he let people only book a double room. He was already mentally prepared, but he didn't expect that the first thing Wu Yu did after entering the room after taking a shower was to take out a pair of rooms from his bag. The "Public Security Informatics" filled with notes, I put on my glasses and looked at it seriously, looking completely addicted to study and unintentionally depressed.

Bu Chonghua felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.He coughed hard, suppressed the thought, turned on the TV and found the NBA basketball game broadcast, and was about to watch the case materials with the background sound, when he suddenly thought of something: "Hey, do you mind?"

"Well?"

"Do you mind the sound?"

Wu Yu didn't even raise his eyes: "Well."

"?"

Bu Chonghua felt something was wrong, turned his head and looked closely, and finally found something wrong - the kid's glasses had been taken off, and he was plugging in his earphones at the moment, and the book he was holding had turned into his old-fashioned slide book at some point. Cover the phone, the fluorescent light is faintly reflected on the face, the expression is calm, and the eyes are boring.

"Wu Yu?" Bu Chonghua tentatively asked, "What are you looking at?"

"..."

"Wu Yu! Let me ask you what you're looking at!"

Wu Yu finally raised his head and sighed faintly:

"Look at my goddess. Do you want to see?"

Bu Chonghua: "?"

Bu Chonghua walked quickly to his bedside, pulled out his phone, and the headphone jack slid down. In the next second, a fierce huh huh huh rang through the room of the guest house——as expected, the island country action movie was in full swing on the screen. They are all familiar with each other, but he is the teacher Yui Hatano who is both virtuous and artistic, beautiful and sweet, and well-known to the people.

Wu Yu handed him the headset: "Want to watch it?"

"…………"

The two stared at each other for a long time, and after a while Bu Chonghua pointed to the phone, then to Wu Yu's shorts, and squeezed out a word: "You..."

Wu Yu said: "If you are like me and have watched the same movie over and over two hundred times in the past few years, you won't have any reaction anymore."

"..." Bu Chonghua knew that he should say something as a leader, but what he actually heard himself say was: "Then why don't you read something else?!"

"The memory is not enough, and I don't want to delete this one."

"……why?"

"This is my favorite movie." Wu Yu said, "The plot is very touching."

The two stood and lay down, looking at each other, Bu Chonghua's fingers clenched more and more intensely, his white and slender arm muscles were trembling; while Wu Yu was indifferent to the louder and louder sounds , with no interest on his face.

"You really don't want to watch it? They are going to break up soon, and then there is a reunion in the rain. It was a good shot."

Bu Chonghua stared at Wu Yu's face without blinking his pupils, and his lips were pursed into a straight line. It took him a long time to control himself, and he tried his best to gently throw the phone back to him, but Wu Yu grabbed it.

"Look, pay attention to your body."

"Where are you going?" Wu Yu sat up and asked strangely.

Bu Chonghua went to the door to change his shoes, without looking back, he said two words coldly: "Take a walk!"