Swallowing the Seas

After ten o'clock in the middle of the night, the night market street in the center of Ninghe County is still crowded with people. The smell of barbecue, jelly, bowl chicken, and crayfish wafts all over the streets and alleys, and the neon lights of KTV nightclubs compete for color.

The bottle cap was pried off by the screwdriver, and fell steadily into the trash basket under the counter with a ding. Bu Chonghua waved his hand to signal that there was no need for change, and walked out of the convenience store.

"Handsome guy!" "Handsome guy, let's play!" "KTV box [-]% off drinks and [-]% off!"

……

The streets are full of singing, singing, singing, singing, dancing and dancing, and the fragrant wind blows, and red men and dolls are in pairs.Bu Chonghua put one hand in his pocket, pushed away the wine sales girls in cheongsam with a cold face, walked along the sidewalk to the intersection, and watched the bustling crowds under the plastic sheds of the outdoor food stalls all over the street. Find a home and sit down.

"Two tubes of Bo Bo Chicken, a bowl of jelly that is less spicy, and a serving of red oil and vegetables—" The proprietress winked in a sophisticated way while ordering: "The handsome guy doesn't have a girlfriend by himself?"

Bu Chonghua didn't bother to talk too much: "The jelly and Sansi are packed and taken away."

The proprietress immediately gave a knowing look: "Girlfriend is waiting at home——Okay!" As she spoke, she walked away like a gust of wind, wrapped in the aroma of grilled skewers all over her body.

Although Ninghe is a county seat, its nightlife is no less open than Jinhai. After Bu Chonghua sat down for a while, several groups of passing girls looked back at him one after another, looking up and down at this young man who was sitting on the street as if no one else was there. Then they laughed and played with each other and left.

If it was Wu Yu who was sitting here, there should be a little girl who would take the initiative to talk to him - he does have that unique temperament that seems to be loose, but can blend with the background anytime and anywhere, and will never make people feel abrupt .

Bu Chonghua didn't know what it was like in his heart, he swallowed it back abruptly, looked at the neon lights lit up alternately in the distance, and after a long time, another more desolate and heavy feeling came to his heart:

No matter how many people are willing to take the initiative, none of them will be able to strike up a conversation with him successfully.

For Wu Yu, these youthful, lively and glamorous girls who neither hacked people, transported drugs to mix with the society, nor sold jokes and smoked marijuana, nor even puffed up and appeared in a black casino on the border, all grew up in another A flower in a world called "Real Society".The soft touch makes him intimidated, and the fresh fragrance makes him resist. As long as he talks a little bit in depth according to the thinking mode of "real society", he may not be able to hold back the skin that has been tempered by swords, guns, blood and fire. Can't wait to stand up and say goodbye, shrinking back into the dark and cold but accustomed shell.

Even shrinking in the shell and watching porn, what I watch has been unchanged for several years, and it can no longer arouse the slightest physiological stimulation.

Terrible psychological inertia like a pool of stagnant water.

——He shouldn't be like this, Bu Chonghua thought.He should be a hero who has returned with great honor, attracted everyone's attention, surrounded by flowers and applause, and loved and pursued by many people.He is still very young and pushy, so he should be promoted soon, maybe in a few years he will be promoted to the same level or a higher position, won the favor of many people in the system, and successfully married a well-known A wife who has a background and may be very beautiful leads a stable and happy life.

If those who have exhausted their youthful blood and struggled to crawl back from hell can only "live" like this in the end, then what is the sacrifice of those who died to protect them?

Bu Chonghua closed his eyes, pinched the center of his brows forcefully, and suppressed the irritability that he couldn't explain why with a tingling pain.At this moment, in another open-air food stall a few meters away, a pot of plastic dishes fell to the ground, followed by the harsh friction sound of tables and chairs moving: "Little bitch, shameless!" ..." "What are you doing!" "Ah! Ah—"

"Scream! Call you paralyzed!" Several burly men obviously drank too much, grabbed the two beer girls and refused to let them go: "￥#% stuff, take the money and give it to me to drink!"

"We didn't take your money! Help!"

"Hold! Hold!"

"Let go of me, help!"

A man in a hurdling vest with a big gold chain and a jade pendant snatched the pocket of the little beer girl's money, and threw it out with his hands, but was caught by his brother with ragged jeans and jingling all over his body: "Don't you drink?" Drink! Do not drink! Do not drink!!"

"Help! It's a robbery! It's a robbery—!"

Some people from the nearby tables stood up hesitantly, but then clattered!With a loud noise, Jin Liannan smashed a few beer bottles under the watchful eyes of everyone!

Bu Chong shouted, "Stop!"

The golden chain man stared drunkenly, and vaguely saw that he was a boy with no hair at all. He grabbed the sharp bottom of the wine bottle and yelled: "Who the fuck is meddling? Ah?! Who the f*ck is meddling?! "Then he stomped the plastic stool in the direction of the adjacent table!

"Ah!!" In an instant, the whole table was overturned with bowls and chopsticks soup, and several male and female students at the adjacent table jumped up and screamed and backed away.Bu Chonghua pressed the iron railing between the food stalls with one hand, rolled over and landed in the air, and rushed forward to grab the golden chain man's arm: "Don't move, police!"

The drunks were taken aback for a moment, and then they smiled hippiely: "Police are you paralyzed?" "Idiot, you idiot?"

"The policemen are all my brothers, I￥#@#@￥% you idiot..." The drunk man tugged the collar of this "no hairy" idiot and pushed back, Bu Chonghua twitched his eyebrows—— In the next second, the man with the golden chain felt light under his feet, and he soared into the sky, but was thrown over his shoulder by Bu Chonghua, and fell headlong into the collapsed desk!

slam-la-

The Jinlian man was instantly submerged by the beer crate on the table, tableware, chopsticks, and the surroundings were silent for a moment, and then several gangsters roared at the same time: "What are you doing?!" "Fuck it!"

Bu Chonghua didn't bring his police ID, in fact, it was just out of etiquette and professional habits to report the door of his house. In fact, he had already made the phone call and was ready to do it. He grabbed the frightened beer girl and pushed it out The crowd immediately picked up an unopened wine bottle and smashed it on the back of the chair with a "boom!" The foamy beer splashed all over the floor.

Bu Chonghua glanced around from the corner of his eyes: "The police are on duty, get out of the way!"

The crowd backed away with screams, several people were trembling and calling 110, but those gangsters didn't know whether they were really drunk or fearless, so they jumped up after copying the guy.Bu Chonghua tilted his head and dodged the plastic chair flying across, and kicked the yellow hair that was the first to pounce. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone slashing with a machete. Smashed on the opponent's elbow!

The piece of glass splashed with blood and flesh, the machete fell to the ground with a clang, and the little gangster screamed and rolled on the ground with his arms folded. He was picked up by Bu Chonghua by the back collar, and he threw it out mercilessly, knocking him over immediately. A table next to it was full of barbecues that had just been served, and the tinkling of iron skewers spilled all over the floor.

"Fuck you, you're awesome, aren't you?!" The golden chain man managed to get up from the beer crate with his head and face covered in blood: "I'm going to kill you today!"

When Bu Chonghua turned his head, he was holding half of a blood-stained broken wine bottle in his hand, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were cold, slowly flashing a violence that no longer needed to be suppressed.

"Come on," he mocked softly, "see who's fucking who?"

The golden chain man jumped to grab the machete on the ground, Bu Chonghua swung his hand, the bloody broken wine bottle whirled in mid-air, and a loud bang knocked the golden chain man's head to one side, bleeding from his mouth and nose fell down.Huang Mao, who was kicked out before, covered his chest and let out a yell, and slammed into Bu Chonghua's back like crazy, and the bench fell apart in response. , dragged a few steps to the pole, bang!Bang!Bang!He slammed the top of his head against the concrete pillar without mercy!

"Ahhh!"

Huang Mao's head was bleeding and screaming, but he couldn't free his hands like iron pincers at all, so he could only yell at his comrades, spitting blood and foam.The few underage punks around were startled, two or three hesitated and wanted to back away, but they heard the yellow-haired man screaming their names: "@##￥@ let's see who dares to run away! Be careful in the future Just wait and see! #￥*(&——”

The little gangster was startled and excited, and shouted: "No, you can't run! Go save the elder brother!" "Go call someone, hurry up!" "Quick!"

Bu Chonghua's pupils squeezed tightly, and the secret and suppressed rage in his heart found a breakthrough in an instant. He grabbed the back of Huang Mao's head, bent his knees, and slammed his chest hard.That hundreds of kilograms was heavy and heavy, no different from a speeding vehicle hitting the sternum, the yellow hair squirted wildly, and almost squirted his lungs out of his throat on the spot!

"Kill that kid! Come on!" The ripped jeans covered his face with blood and screamed, "You guys! It's okay to kill someone!"

The punks swarmed desperately amidst the screams, and Bu Chonghua lowered his head in an instant to avoid the sweeping wind, and the steel pipe slammed into the pole with a loud bang!If this blow hit the head, it would definitely be a sudden death on the spot, but the little gangster was so red-eyed that he held the bent steel pipe and wanted to smash it. Bu Chonghua took the steel pipe with his gloved blade and broke his wrist bone !

"Ah—" the little gangster howled and knelt down on the ground, and the two of them rushed up again in an instant.Bu Chonghua picked up the yellow hair in one hand, threw it out like a sandbag, knocked over one, and with a muffled bang, a steel pipe beat the other to the knees. Suddenly, the siren blared on the street corner, and the police came!

Bu Chonghua glanced out of the corner of his eye, and in that one-hundredth of a second, a gangster picked up the machete that was under the ground before, roaring and ran over!

Bu Chonghua felt the strong wind in the back of his head, years of personal experience in the front line let him know that he couldn't avoid it, a wave of evil fire rushed into his heart, he raised his elbow to force the opponent's arm——

The moment the blade fell, the little gangster's arms went numb and his hands let go.

Dang!

The machete fell to the ground, bounced up, and was caught by a foot and lifted up; the handle of the spinning missile was held in Wu Yu's hand with a snap, and the back of the knife was fiercely chopped on his neck!

The little gangster's eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground without even humming.

Bu Chonghua panted slightly, lowered his arms, and looked at him.

The flickering police lights in the distance were approaching rapidly, and reflected from behind Wu Yu, outlining his outline.At that moment, the sound of sirens, roars, chaotic footsteps and hysterical screams all receded like a tide, turning into a piece of silence and nothingness; Bu Chonghua heard his heartbeat, from heavy to light , from sharp to slow, was smoothed by a strange and invisible force, all the indescribable irritability and anxiety disappeared without a trace.

"Isn't the way you walk too aggressively, Captain?"

There was an imperceptible smile in Bu Chonghua's eyes: "How long has your grandson been watching the play?"

With a ding, Wu Yu threw the machete on the ground and teased, "I thought I could admire your heroic demeanor of single-handedly fighting the whole audience."

"Don't move! Don't move!" "Hands up!"

The police from the police station ran down from the police car, walked in while evacuating the crowd, pulled the grumbling man with golden chain up from the mess on the ground and took a closer look, he was startled, asked a few questions quickly, and asked the auxiliary police to pull the car up up.

"The guy who made the first move was him!" The ripped jeans covered his head and cursed in a dirty manner: "Fucking little bitch, and pretending to be a note, I will insist on @#￥*&..."

The police gave him a few words of training, pointed at Bu Chonghua with his baton, and said, "You! Come here!"

"you……"

"Don't fucking talk nonsense, which local gangster? Which subordinate taught it? Come here!"

The police came up and were about to pull, but before they touched Bu Chonghua, Wu Yu stopped him at this moment: "Wait, wait." As he spoke, he took out something from his pocket, unfolded it, and said seriously:

"Captain, I brought the ID card you forgot at the hotel."

Bu Chonghua: "..."

Inside the ID wallet is a high-definition profile picture, with three large characters of Bu Chonghua written on it, the National Emblem of the People's Republic of China on the top is shining in gold, and the bottom is Ruiqi Qiantiao of the Nancheng District Branch of Jinhai Public Security Bureau.The policeman was stunned when he saw it, and he couldn't help showing surprise on his face: "Yo, this... is really a brother who is in the same company? This matter..."

Bu Chonghua interrupted impatiently: "Who is your brother."

Wu Yu is a conscientious pony, so he immediately took out his ID from his wallet and flipped it back: name Bu Chonghua, male gender, director of the Criminal Investigation Detachment, third-rank police inspector.

Bu Chonghua threw the card away, but the police hurriedly caught it, only to hear him say coldly: "Take a photo and send it to the surname Wang in your County Public Security Bureau, and ask him to personally escort the suspects to the Jinhai City Public Security Bureau. If there is no one in 48 hours, let him prepare to work in this position for the rest of his life until retirement."

"You, you, me, this—"

Bu Chonghua patted Wu Yu's shoulder and said, "Let's go and have supper."

Even the people at the food stall next door were running away, and the proprietress was tremblingly hiding behind the plastic shed, looking this way.On the plastic table were the untouched Bo Bo Chicken, packaged jelly noodles and vegetarian three silks. Wu Yu picked up a pair of clean chopsticks and said, "Why is it so spicy, the leader will order two more bottles of beer."

"What kind of wine are you drinking so late? I'm still working on the case tomorrow. Don't drink."

Wu Yu pointed at the chopsticks: "Then what are you drinking, health-preserving tea?"

Bu Chonghua turned the dark green glass bottle in front of him, revealing the huge Hedy logo: "Will you drink it? Give you half?"

Wu Yu: "..."

Wu Yu laughed, and really took a paper cup to pour half of it, and didn't dislike the lack of steam, so he ate vegetarian three silks in a disposable lunch box, and ordered a few strings of kelp and vegetarian chicken tofu.Bu Chonghua sat across from him and picked up chopstick jelly, looked up at him from the corner of his eyes, and saw that the boy surnamed Wu was still wearing his loose and ill-fitting old sweater. Under the dim light in the kitchen of a food stall, even the tiny hairs on the pinnae of the ear can be clearly seen; he is sitting with one knee bent under the other thigh, which is a very relaxed sitting posture, like a young man who is still young, with his toes still holding the bar. The slippers, with the frequency of eating, swayed in the night wind.

He actually looked very comfortable, Bu Chonghua suddenly had such an idea for no reason.

He hides among all living beings, in the dim lights, in the ovens of the night market, in the crowded traffic, in the bustling sea of ​​people, he doesn't have to flirt with Lin Hao and his gang, and he doesn't have to accept surveillance and protection from prying eyes; he doesn't have to be suppressed Make a submissive background board by yourself, and you don’t have to be the focus of exposed eyes under the spotlight, and you don’t know what to do with your head down.

The crowd in the distance had dispersed, and the punks were escorted into the car. The police did not know which car they were hiding in, and they were anxious to call the leader.Wu Yu looked back frequently while picking peanuts from the plate to eat, and seemed to find it very interesting.

"...Wu Yu?"

"Well?"

Bu Chonghua looked at him, feeling an impulse in his heart, and wanted to ask if you occasionally feel a little bit satisfied with your current life, even if it's just a little bit?But he opened his mouth and heard his own voice, asking:

"Have you...have you ever thought about fighting for a promotion, or thinking about promotion in the future?"

"Being a leader?" Wu Yu gave him a surprised look.

Bu Chonghua stared at him and nodded.

"Forget it, I'm not that material, and as a leader, don't you have to deal with a lot of people." Wu Yu paused, then glanced at Bu Chonghua, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "I just deal with you as a leader. It's annoying enough."

Bu Chonghua looked at him for a long time, silently.

That's fine too.

He can shrink in the protective shell temporarily, poke his head out occasionally to take a breath, and take a look at the strange and strange world outside; he will not feel lonely and unconnected forever, as long as someone is patient enough to stick to him at any time. A hole that might pop out.

"why are you laughing?"

Bu Chonghua said lightly, "I didn't laugh."

Wu Yu was a little suspicious: "You're joking, right?"

"You read it wrong."

"..."

Wu Yu raised his eyebrows and sized him up. After a long time, he pointed at him with the tip of his chopsticks, nodded and decided, "I won't show you that movie."

Bu Chonghua scolded: "I didn't want to watch it in the first place!"

……

The night market gradually became bustling again, the overturned tables and chairs were lifted up, a new batch of mutton skewers was sizzling on the grill, white mist rose, covering the bustling night scene and changing traffic lights in the distance.

Bu Chonghua's cell phone rang suddenly, it was Liao Gang.

"Hello, team? Li Hongxi and his wife Zuo Qiu just came back from Hong Kong, and now our bureau is being questioned and provided a breakthrough clue!"

Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu looked at each other.

"She recognized 'Teacher Ba', that is, the sketch portrait of the friend of the suspect Gao Baokang." Liao Gang's voice came from the other end of the phone, suppressing his excitement forcibly: "She said that she had seen this person before."