Swallowing the Seas

"What happened to the boxing champion?"

The jeep galloped on the mountain road, kicking up gravel and dust all the way.Wu Yu held the cigarette in one hand and drove the car in the other. Before he could react, he spit out a syllable from the corner of his mouth: "Ah?"

Bu Chonghua was on the passenger seat, tapping his index finger on the dark growth on his elbow: "This."

"Oh," Wu Yu thought for a while and said, "It seems to be dead."

"died?"

"He can fight, he's so good at fighting. His boss thinks it's face-saving, so he keeps letting him go out to fight hard. In fact, it's just to show off, but one day he finally bumps into a hard stubble." Wu Yu said: "That's why people can't show off. That's great, we can't always make the superiors too satisfied, the rafters will rot first."

He turned his head and glanced at Bu Chonghua, with teasing eyes, as if he thought it was quite interesting.

"..." Bu Chonghua saw the corners of his mouth that were about to be hooked, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. After a while, he took a low breath and said, "It's really easy for people to die."

"It's easy. They are all bought, and the price is clearly marked as thousands of yuan. Of course, he is so expensive, and he will definitely give his wife and children a lot of pensions after his death, otherwise no one will sell them in the future."

"It's only a few thousand yuan?"

Wu Yu didn't answer.

"Hey," Bu Chonghua leaned over from the passenger seat, "Is there anyone who doesn't want to sell it?"

Cars roared across the mountain road, and the railway line gradually receded, replaced by plains and mountains, endless under the gray-blue sky.Wu Yu flicked the cigarette butt out the window, and said casually: "There must be, there are outliers everywhere. If you go to Liu Li's hometown and ask if there are any girls who don't want to sell, there must be some, just a few... Back then It’s not cheap for the people in that place, and heroin No. 300 is only more than [-] yuan outside the border.”

Bu Chonghua was deep in thought but didn't speak.

After Wu Yu finished smoking in two or three puffs, he threw it on the mountain road outside the car, poured another cigarette out of the case and put it in the corner of his mouth. He held the steering wheel with one hand and fumbled for the lighter in the glove box with the other, and it took him a long time to find it.

"How much is your life worth?" Bu Chonghua patted him on the back and asked.

Wu Yu raised his eyebrows: "Me? I won't change a thousand gold."

Bu Chonghua nodded, and immediately took the lighter away: "Then you can save two cigarettes for your priceless lungs, or smoke a better one, ah."

Wu Yu smoked out of his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth: "...Hello!"

·

The jeep bumped down the mountain road and stumbled on the self-built concrete road that had been in disrepair for a long time. I don't know how long it took to see the scattered buildings in front of it-these were self-built small buildings in rural areas. Fengyuan Village of Gecheng Mountain finally arrived.

The sky has gradually darkened, and the smoke from cooking houses is everywhere in the distance. This village scattered on the mountainside is lighting up sporadic lights.Bu Chonghua jumped out of the car, and slammed the car door: "I won't believe your instigation anymore, it's been agreed for a long time at most, what's going on now?"

"..." Wu Yu said angrily, "How do I know that the mountain road is so winding here?"

Generally, when policemen in the city go to the countryside to go on business, they must first take the formalities and documents, notify the local government and public security organs, and then be accompanied by the police from the police station in the jurisdiction. A lot of trouble will be added in the process.But the situation in Fengyuan Village is special. The jurisdiction police station here is located tens of miles away. If you follow the procedures, you must delay here for one night; He said hello and asked the police station to inform the local security chief to wait for them at the village head.

"Gao Wei and his wife?" The security director is in his forties. It is said that he is one of the few highly educated college students in the village. His family has opened a firecracker factory. Well, basically move to the county."

Bu Chonghua flashlighted under the increasingly dark sky, "Aren't you coming back?"

"Come back too, come back during the busy farming season and winter and summer vacations." The chief of security said: "The two of their children go to school in the county, the eldest child goes to junior high school, and the second child goes to elementary school; it is too expensive to live in the school, so they went to the school to open a Small shop. Opening a small shop is better than digging food in the land. The money in the county is easy to make. They often came back two years ago, and they came back for a few months last year..."

"What about their eldest daughter?"

"Big girl? Big girl is also helping in the store, right?" The chief of security finally found a reason to inquire about this matter, and hurriedly lowered his voice furtively: "I heard that his big girl died in the city? In the village It’s all rumored, is it true? How did you die? Who killed it?”

Bu Chonghua didn't answer, but asked, "Is your village good at worshiping gods?"

"What? Landlord?"

"Besides the Lord of the Earth, what about God, Yahweh, and Christ?"

The chief of public security smiled and rubbed his hands, with an expression of whether you are out of your mind, the leader: "This government, look at what you said, we Communists are all atheists, and we usually worship Bodhisattva God of Wealth and the like. Then God, Jehovah Ah, those foreign gods, we all... Hey! Let’s put it this way, they speak English, so it’s useless for us to pray!”

Bu Chonghua was noncommittal, and walked forward along the rugged path.

Many people in rural areas usually work outside the home and only come back during the busy season or during the New Year’s Eve, but they will still spend all they have on building buildings in their hometowns—the building is the face of the villagers, and they need it no matter whether they can live or not, otherwise they will be fellow villagers in the village A dwarf.

The same is true for Gao Wei’s house. After walking to the end of the village for more than ten minutes, a three-story self-built concrete building was built on the ground at the end of a remote fork. It has aluminum alloy doors and windows and anti-theft nets. some new.

"His house looks bigger than others' house?" Bu Chonghua asked after walking around the small building.

The chief of security shook his head vigorously: "I usually don't pay attention to it, it should be that I made money from outside - well, they are all from the village, and they are not too old."

Bu Chonghua nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "Go in and have a look."

"Huh?" The chief of security was stunned, with a look of embarrassment on his face: "Still—you still want to go in? But we don't have his key here, or I'll ask someone to break the lock..."

Bu Chonghua walked towards the gate: "No need."

Unlike the anti-theft doors in the city, the iron general locked the lock on the cement floor, and wrapped several rounds of iron chain tightly.Bu Chonghua held the heavy brass lock in one hand and looked at it. Wu Yu stood beside him and looked at it for a while, and seemed to feel a little tricky: "The straight-opening bullet lock is not easy to open now, and there are anti-theft locks inside. Pick up...hey!"

Before Wu Yu's hand touched Bu Chonghua's trouser pocket, the Bu detachment leader grabbed the wrist bone.

"..."

The two looked at each other for five seconds, and Wu Yu asked inexplicably, "What are you doing?"

Bu Chonghua's indifferent light-colored eyes sized him up for a moment, and then slowly let go of his hands. Wu Yu immediately put his hands behind his back and straightened his waist. What should we do now?"

"..."

"It's okay, the party leaders take the lead, you kick it yourself, keep it—"

There was a clicking sound as the latch bounced, and Wu Yu's voice stopped abruptly.Bu Chonghua skillfully pulled out the two hairpins from the keyhole, and raised his eyebrows at him, with a hint of teasing in his expression: "You've watched too many TV shows, who is kicking the door now?"

Wu Yu: "..."

The door opened at the sound, and with the last gloomy skylight outside the window, the typical old-fashioned northern rural self-built house layout was displayed in front of them.

The living room on the first floor is only half paved with tiles, and the other half is piled with wooden boxes, bamboo baskets and other sundries. To the east is an old-fashioned Eight Immortals table, a refrigerator and a brick stove. There is also an electric car parked on the ground; the stairs are paved with polished There are floor tiles, mopping buckets piled up at the corner, and then up to the bedroom, living room and toilet on the second floor. The toilet is a squat pit, and there is a dirty red chemical fiber carpet outside.

The third floor has not yet been renovated, and it is still a rough cement, because the air has a musty smell because the windows have not been opened for a long time.Bu Chonghua turned around with the flashlight, and the security director followed behind him embarrassedly, rubbing his hands and laughing: "We are all like this, we live in and decorate while we live, if we have money, we will install some, if we don't have money, we will put it aside. Alas! In fact, it’s just a matter of saving face, it’s all donkey dung and balls with bald heads..."

"When was the last time they came back to live?" Bu Chonghua asked.

"It was probably the Spring Festival, and I went back when I lived until the start of work, and I never came back."

"Haven't you been back?"

"They want to do business. They say they are from our village. In fact, it has nothing to do with it. The last time I saw their big girl was several years ago." The security director secretly looked at Bu Chonghua's face. , and asked with a smile: "Your higher-level public security organs probably don't know the situation here. In fact, it's useless for you to come to the village. You can't find him and his wife. If it is to investigate the case of their eldest sister, how about I Make a call for you, and help you go to the county to look for it?"

Without saying a word, Bu Chonghua walked around the rough floor and went down the stairs.

The chief of security followed him step by step, thought for a while and then suggested: "Hey government, how about I write you their address in the county? There is also the school for his eldest and second children. It's time for class now. If you go to their school to keep them, you will block people..."

"Captain!" Wu Yu's voice came from the kitchen on the first floor.

Bu Chonghua politely waved his hand and interrupted the enthusiastic security officer: "Please wait for me for a while." Then he quickly went downstairs, only to see Wu Yu standing in front of the window behind the kitchen stove, with a flashlight on, Squinting to look at something - a bag of soy sauce.

"What?" Bu Chonghua asked in a low voice.

Wu Yu didn't say a word, and gently stroked the corner of the soy sauce bag with his thumb, and saw that the bold numbers were the printed production date.

The time was two months ago.

— "When was the last time they came back to live?"

"It's probably the Spring Festival. I went back when I started working, and I never came back..."

The sky outside the window was dark, and night had already fallen.

There are only sporadic lights in the villages in the distance, accompanied by the long and sharp wind passing across the mountains, the half-human-high wild grass swaying in the darkness, like countless ghosts and ghosts lurking in all directions.

Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu were about an inch away, neither of them spoke, only heard the light and suppressed breathing from each other's noses.

"Government! Hey, the government?" The voice of the chief of security came from the second floor, and he seemed to poke his head out from the corner of the stairs: "Can we turn on the light? This black light is blind, and I can't see anything?"

Bu Chonghua put an index finger on his lips, signaling Wu Yu to keep quiet, and at the same time took out his phone from his trouser pocket, quickly opened the text message and sent a location program, and said in a deep voice, "What did you say?"

"Can we turn on a light? It's pitch dark and we can't see anything..."

"Don't open it, we didn't have a search warrant when we came here, and if someone is alarmed, we will be punished if we go back." Bu Chonghua said casually, "You just wait and don't move. I'll go to the bathroom, and we'll leave when we come out. It's nothing. good-looking."

The chief of security stretched his neck on the second floor: "Oh, oh—that's fine. Shall I write you their county address?"

"Yes! You will write with us in the car later!"

Only then did the chief of security feel relieved, and retracted his head.

Bu Chonghua put the phone back in his pocket, and was about to give some instructions in a low voice, when his body froze suddenly, and Wu Yu on the opposite side also froze at the same time, and the two looked at each other.

"..."

Bu Chonghua gripped Wu Yu's wrist with firm strength, so he pulled his hand out of his trouser pocket little by little, and brought it in front of him.

The two looked at each other for five seconds, Bu Chonghua snatched the lighter that Wu Yu had stolen, and shouted in a low voice: "What time is it, are you still thinking about smoking?!"

Wu Yu gritted his teeth: "What time is it, and you still hold on to my lighter?"

As soon as there was movement on the second floor, Bu Chonghua immediately stopped talking, dragged Wu Yu into the bathroom without saying a word, closed the door with a bang, then turned on the faucet, and ordered in a low voice amidst the beeping sound: "When we go out later, you Let's go first, I'll be behind with the chief of security, I'll try to restrain him. In case something happens, I'll stand in front of him, and you run to the parking direction..."

Wu Yu pressed his back against the wall, and interrupted him impatiently: "Even the chief of security is covering for them, so how many people in this village are cult members, what if there is a disturbance, can you?"

Bu Chonghua said coldly: "You better pray that you don't have the chance to see if I can do it!"

"..." Wu Yu made a decisive decision: "You should return the lighter to me first."

"What time do you still remember the lighter?!"

"What if you are so honored that you don't have time to give it to me?!"

Wu Yu reached out to Bu Chonghua's trouser pocket, Bu Chonghua pushed him and pushed him out again. In this short half a second, Wu Yu's elbow bumped back, and there was a muffled bang, and the handleless door on the wall The door of the cabinet was pressed and popped open, creaking and revealing a small crack.

Wu Yu: "..."

Bu Chonghua: "..."

In the kitchen or bathroom of a self-built house, there is usually a built-in space to place a gas water heater. It is normal for a three-story small cement building to use a 24-liter large tank, but under the light of the flashlight, there is a faintly exposed gas water heater in the crack of the door. Not a water heater, but a concrete step leading directly to the ground.

Bu Chonghua's face was slightly tense, holding the flashlight in one hand, and just reached out to pull the small door, but Wu Yu held him down, and pulled out a very narrow dagger from his waist belt to signal him to hold it. In the beam of the flashlight, there was a cold glow.

Bu Chonghua nodded, silently pushed him behind him, then gently opened the door with the tip of a knife, and quickly took a flashlight to shine inside.

—It was a cellar.

In the northern rural areas, every household used to have vegetable cellars, but the cellars of the Gao family are not vegetables, but rows of bookshelves.These bookshelves are fan-shaped and placed against the wall, leaving an open space of about ten square meters in the middle. Two chairs and a few rows of cushions are placed in a mess, as if they are specially used for people to sit or kneel in gatherings.

Bu Chonghua flicked a flashlight on the rows of bookshelves, and they were full of manuscripts, CDs, USB sticks, and video tapes, as well as a few projectors and random wires; Look, there are handwritten labels on the outer boxes, most of which are titles with strong religious colors such as "The Word Appears in the Flesh" or "Sheep Hear the Voice of God". Gospel Assembly Instructional Video 4.20".

"...Fuck." Wu Yu said softly behind him.

Bu Chonghua looked back, and saw Wu Yu took out a thick photo album from the lower shelf of the bookshelf, and as soon as he opened it, a large stack of photos scattered out, all unsightly men and women overlapped together, and the background of each was them In this cellar!

The two looked at each other, and Bu Chonghua shouted in a low voice: "Arrest that security chief!"

Without him saying another word, Wu Yu rushed up the concrete steps, Bu Chonghua quickly picked out a few photos and stuffed them in his arms, followed by him like the wind; the two of them got out of the secret door on the wall almost at the same time, At this moment, there was only a "click!" outside the bathroom door, followed by thumping footsteps rushing out in a panic.

——It's the security officer, he wants to run!

Wu Yu pushed with a stride, but the door didn't move at all, it was actually locked from the outside!

Wu Yu cursed inwardly, took half a step back and was about to use his strength, the next second he was pulled away heavily by Bu Chonghua, without saying a word, he lifted his foot and kicked violently.

quack!

The iron bolt on the outer door frame broke free from the screw and flew out like a bullet, and the entire door panel was torn apart with a loud bang!

Before the chief of security ran to the gate, he felt a strong wind blowing from the back of his head, and was immediately dangling by the flashlight!His head was bleeding, and before he could even make a sound, he fell limp, and Bu Chonghua twisted his elbow and knocked him down to the ground, restraining him three times and five times.

"Help—oh!"

Wu Yu followed closely, and precisely removed the security chief's jaw, and the screams stopped abruptly.

"..." The two of them held the twitching security officer, and the other half-kneeled on the ground, staring at each other for three seconds, and at the same time looking back at the broken door panels behind them.

"Didn't you say that only TV dramas kick the door?" Wu Yu asked hoarsely.

Bu Chonghua stopped panting and swallowed: "...this is called literary creation comes from life."