Swallowing the Seas

"Heartbeat 120 beats per minute, blood pressure 65..."

"The condition of this policeman is not bad, Xiao Liu took him to take a film!"

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Don't block the emergency room!"

……

The county hospital was brightly lit, and it was crowded from the emergency room to the front yard, like a market in the middle of the night.Several leaders of the Nancheng Public Security Bureau arrived. Liao Gang, as the representative of the business department, literally climbed out of the car. His subordinates, wrapped in the night wind, snorted through the door.

"Where's Xiao Wu? Who saw our Xiao Wu?" Liao Gang casually grabbed a little nurse and gestured: "The policeman in our team is so tall and looks quite young. Three sticks can't make a boring fart..."

The little nurse pointed back.

Wu Yu was sitting on a bench against the wall, with his head bowed in silence, his thighs spread wide apart, his left and right elbows resting on his knees, and his left hand, which was hanging down to the ground, was wrapped in medical gauze in circles starting from his forearm. .The doctor was standing beside him trying to persuade him to say something, but he didn't respond, shaking his head occasionally, which meant to refuse.

"Xiao Wu!" Liao Gang pushed away the swarming people from all walks of life, and squeezed through the corridor outside the emergency room: "What's going on? How did you get hurt?"

"Are you his leader?" The doctor's eyes lit up, and he immediately pulled Liao Gang back: "Hurry up to persuade him, after walking out of the scene of the fire, don't rush to take a film for examination, young people don't care at all. Know how to cherish yourself, hey, it's really annoying..."

Wu Yu raised his head, and looked at Liao Gang with bloodshot eyes, and the latter's heart skipped a beat.

——Obviously he still has the same plain face, untrimmed hair, and sloppy attire, but his whole body seems to carry an aura that is completely opposite to peace, sharp, cold, and calm, from every pore of his body revealed in.

Liao Gang lowered his voice subconsciously: "Xiao Wu, you..."

"Where's the team?"

"The team," Liao Gang was taken aback, "the examination has been completed and pushed to the observation room through the back door. The internal organs were not seriously injured, and two or three ribs were cracked. If there is nothing to do after a night of observation, we will send them back to Jinhai tomorrow. There are people beside us—what are you doing guarding this door?"

Wu Yu withdrew his gaze and let out an "ah".

"Did you hear that, your captain is fine! Hurry up and go for an examination!" The doctor angrily said, "Don't stand still, this leader, tell him something!"

Liao just came to his senses, only to see that Wu Yu said "嗐", stood up with one hand on his knees, and waved his hands like a smile: "Peace and prosperity, don't be so delicate, forget it."

It wasn't until then that the oppressive thing on him suddenly dissipated, as if he had turned back into that silent, docile, non-existent young man once he lowered his head.

This extremely subtle change might not be noticed by others, or it would be forgotten in two or three seconds.But for some reason, Liao Gang suddenly had a strange feeling. He remembered what Bu Chonghua had privately ordered not long ago, which was mentioned suddenly not long after Nian Daxing was arrested——

"Remind the new graduate students to show some respect to those surnamed Wu, and don't gossip about nothing."

"...Ah-ah?! What happened?"

Bu Chonghua didn't answer, but pointed impatiently at his hand, "I don't know how much longer I have been in the police force than them. Look at the injury on the arm and leg."

Wu Yu passed the doctor and walked to the door. In an instant, Liao Gang glanced at him, and saw that on his only arms exposed to the outside, the bruises had swelled into bruises with black spots, and the long bloodstains from scratches were still there. Blood was oozing, along the dusty elbow, into the edge of the gauze covered with thick scald medicine, and solidified into a shocking brown.

"...Xiao Wu!"

Wu Yu turned around.

Liao Gang pondered for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder: "You also go for a checkup, do whatever the doctor tells you to do, turn around..."

Just as Wu Yu wanted to give up, Liao Gang said: "The team can't do it alone tonight, so you go and shoot a film, and after the filming, you will live in the same ward with him, so we can take care of you. Huh? Listen to Brother Liao."

Wu Yu hesitated for a while, and opened his mouth. He didn't know whether he wanted to refuse because he couldn't find a reason or something else, and finally nodded.

·

03:30 in the morning, the deepest time of night before dawn.The lights in the ward were turned off, and there was a pale light in the corridor from the gap under the door. Occasionally, there were shadows of footsteps passing by. It was the nurse pushing the small iron trolley for medicine away, and the rattling echoes became less and less loud. Clearly, it gradually disappeared at the end of the hospital building.

Wu Yu lay flat on the hospital bed, with his eyes open, the depths of his pupils faintly reflected the distant light outside the window, and he turned his head to look at the adjacent bed.

There is still more than half of the infusion bag on the iron frame, and the liquid medicine is dripping down the hose.There was a long and steady breath in the dark, and the man's chest rose and fell regularly, and he should have fallen asleep.

That was Bu Chonghua.

Wu Yu got up gently and got out of bed, without shoes on, stepping on the ground with bare feet without making a sound, walked to the hospital bed, and looked at the familiar face.

Bu Chonghua's outline is really deep, especially the part from the cheek to the mandible, which can show the light and dark intervals in such a dark night.Perhaps because he is still young, his face lacks the marks left by the years. As soon as his brows are relaxed when he is asleep, the stern sense of prestige dissipates, and there is a bit of clarity and vigor in his face.

The child who collapsed in a pool of blood and cried loudly, those tears of horror covered in dust and mud, have been hidden under the indifferent face of the elite, wrapped in 20 years of perverted strict self-discipline, and solidified into sharp tears , Cold ice spikes.

Wu Yu looked at him, as if he wanted to find a shadow in his memory from those eyebrows, eyes and temples, but he gave up soon.

"...It's not easy for you to be an elite," he whispered in a low voice.

After a while, he made a concluding statement to himself, and said softly: "Now I agree that Bu and Zhang Boming are two different kinds of people."

He seemed to find it interesting, shook his head and smiled silently, tucked up Bu Chonghua's quilt, turned around and walked back to his hospital bed, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the bedside table, and put two fingers between his nose Pre-knead to taste.

At this moment, a cold voice came from behind: "Even if this is not the reason for you to smoke in the ward."

Wu Yu: "..."

Bu Chonghua's every word seemed to make the air in the room drop for no reason: "I'm already like this, and you still smoke in front of my hospital bed?"

"..." Wu Yu turned around calmly: "Captain, how do you feel? When did you wake up?"

"It's not easy for the surname Bu."

"What's the surname Bu, Captain, are you dreaming?"

"Yes, I also dreamed that someone said that he now believes that Zhang Boming and I are two different kinds of people." Bu Chonghua gritted his teeth and supported his body on his elbows, panting: "It seems that I am indeed dreaming."

Wu Yu rubbed his nose, but the Oscar-level acting skills were still not caught up, so he quickly stepped forward to help Bu Chonghua up, and stuffed two pillows on his waist.As a result, the cracked back ribs were suddenly pressed, and both of them hissed on the spot. Bu Chonghua fell back on reflex, and Wu Yu hurriedly supported him with both hands. The first reaction on the spot was—it was so heavy!

Bu Chonghua is not a big body, he even looks thin in clothes, but his muscle density is unexpectedly high, Wu Yu barely stabilized his balance by leaning on half of his body: "Are you okay? Call a doctor to see?"

Bu Chonghua couldn't help gasping, shook his head, and slowly leaned on the pillow without dragging the wound.

"Is it all right?"

"It's okay." Judging from the shape of his mouth, Bu Chonghua might have cursed silently, and said through gritted teeth: "As long as the grandson who set fire to him is caught, he won't be able to run away for 20 years."

"Bu's" is rarely in such a mess, maybe he himself knows what he is like now, so he simply smashed the pot and threw away all the stern and stern elite airs.Wu Yu looked a little funny, thought for a while and said, "It's okay, the doctor said you didn't hurt your kidneys, so don't worry."

"What's wrong with my kidney..." Bu Chonghua suddenly stopped.

It was humid and warm in the late spring night, and the hospital bed was dark and narrow. Wu Yu put one knee on the side of the bed. This posture made the two of them almost close to each other. The slight air draft is clear and perceptible.

Bu Chonghua opened his mouth, but stopped, then turned his head to the other side, and scolded in a low voice: "I told you not to listen to their low-level jokes, why don't you hurry up and take the pillow away and press the wound! "

Wu Yu thought in his heart that you would still pick a pillow if I gave you one. As soon as this person was injured, he took the pillow away and threw it on his hospital bed, and then tucked Bu Chonghua's quilt up: "OK, you still have What's the matter? Deputy Liao said, I'll serve you tonight, so please tell me what you want."

Bu Chonghua thought for a moment, "I'm a little..."

Just as he was about to test that I was a little thirsty, Wu Yu asked, "Would you like some water, and I'll get you a Coke bottle?"

Bu Chonghua took a breath, turned his head from the pillow, and looked at him faintly: "You think I'm Gao Baokang, right?"

"..." Wu Yu seemed to realize something: "Shall I get you a bottle of pulsation?"

Bu Chonghua held his forehead: "I don't want to release water! Let's sleep with you!"

Wu Yu couldn't help laughing, and got on the bed in a hurry, and casually threw the blanket around his waist.The dim light outside the window reflected his bent calf, showing an extremely thin and lean line from knee to calf, from ankle to toe tip; one hand rested on his eyelid, while the other bandage-wrapped hand hung down from the side of the bed , with the palm facing up, the blood has dried up.

In the room, only the slight breathing ups and downs of the two could be heard. After half a cigarette, Bu Chonghua still couldn't hold back, and asked softly, "Wu Yu?"

Sure enough, a sleepy voice from the next bed sounded: "What?"

"How is your burned hand?"

"It's okay, I don't feel it anymore."

That's a lie, burns are the most painful and difficult, not to mention the burns on the palm, the slightest movement will involve the flesh of the wound, and it will take a long time to heal.

But Wu Yu moved his stiff fingers as if he really didn't feel it: "I listened to the report from the anti-riot brigade to Liao Gang in the emergency room, saying that all the villagers who made trouble tonight have been arrested. This black light is making trouble, and the arsonist His grandson might not be able to run away, he might already be squatting next to the radiator of the County Public Security Bureau, and he will be interrogated one by one tomorrow, and he will definitely be able to pass the trial, so don’t worry.”

But Bu Chonghua shook his head: "It may not be that easy."

"how?"

"Have you ever wondered why he set the fire?"

Wu Yu turned his head to look at him: "You want to kill us?"

"He wants to kill us, but setting fire is only the first step, because it takes time for the fire to burn, and he is obviously not a local, and he doesn't know if there is a back door or passageway that can easily escape from this three-story concrete building So he set fire and whistled, in fact, he wanted to attract the cult crowd who often gather at Gao's house, and then use the devil to set fire as an excuse to incite the villagers' emotions, and then beat us to death with clubs, even the real murderer is not sure. It can be found by autopsy." Bu Chonghua pondered for a long time, and frowned: "This person is too intent on killing us, and he is meticulous and decisive, but I can't figure out who he might be."

Wu Yu thought for a while and asked, "Gao Baokang?"

As soon as the words came out, he didn't feel like it. Bu Chonghua said: "No. If I were Gao Baokang, I'd already fled to the ends of the earth with a valuable human bone helmet, and I wouldn't have to make trouble with the police. Besides, we are only one of the host police. Even if we take the risk of killing us, the task force will not stop investigating the [-] case, but will invest more resources and increase the police force, which is not worth the loss for him. So I tend to think that the arson incident has something to do with the [-] case , but the relationship is not very deep, the other party's goal seems to be more like seeking..."

Bu Chonghua stopped hastily.

—seeking revenge.

The air seemed to be frozen, so quiet that a needle could be heard falling on the ground.In the distant night, weeping and moaning, I don’t know which ward is coming from the dying groans and mournful cries, as if the cold wind is blowing from afar and pouring into the winding corridor.

"...It seems that I have arrested too many people in the past few years." After a while, Bu Chonghua explained nonchalantly.

After a pause, he said casually: "Next time when we go out together, each of us should be careful."

Wu Yu lay quietly in the darkness like a long river, like a fish swimming with the current, when a car sped past on the road in the distance, the light and shadow on the ceiling moved with it, gradually receding until it disappeared.

After a while he called softly: "Hey."

"Ok?"

"Don't block the knife for me next time."

Bu Chonghua turned his head to the side.

"Your meat shield is not worth it at all." Wu Yu looked at the ceiling and said, "You academics won't take a beating, just stand there in a daze, and you won't be able to avoid a single one. You can't guarantee that one day He was beaten to death, thank goodness, I never had a girlfriend."

Bu Chonghua didn't say anything.

"Think about your parents. It's normal to have grandchildren at this time. Can you bear to see you like this? You are beaten with a hammer and a stick all day long."

Wu Yu turned over, revealing his thin back: "I won't persuade people, you just listen, huh? Don't let those who care about you worry about it. Go to sleep."

The wall clock on the wall was glowing with invisible luminous light, and the second hand was ticking monotonously.

After an unknown amount of time, Bu Chonghua said calmly, "My parents died protecting an undercover agent."

"..."

"I'm not only here to protect you, but also for myself." He closed his eyes and said, "If you can't sleep, turn on the light. Don't stay awake. It's time for you to rest."

·

The next morning.

Spread the lid of the pot early, and it will be steaming hot, opening the prelude to a busy day in the county.The bells of bicycles passing through the streets and alleys, the impatient horns shouting and cursing under the traffic lights, the shutter doors of shops along the street are opened one after another, the bells of the school’s morning reading are jingling...they converge into a torrent of energetic sound waves, and the desertedness of the hospital in the middle of the night Tiredness washed away.

On the snow-white pillow of the hospital bed, Wu Yu opened his eyes.

The next second he turned over and sat up, looking at the door——

Xu Zuxin, director of the Nancheng Sub-bureau of Jinhai City, had just pushed open the door, but before stepping into the room, his hand was still on the doorknob, and his movements froze in embarrassment.Immediately afterwards, his expression softened, and he beckoned for several people who looked like leaders behind him to come in one after another. At the same time, he nodded to Wu Yu who was on the hospital bed: "Come on, Xiao Wu, come and recognize some leaders—this is our Jinhai Municipal Committee. Director Chen, this is Director Shi of the Supervision Department, and this is Deputy Director Wu of the Political Department..."

"Where's Bu Chonghua?" Wu Yu interrupted him hoarsely.

——The bedding on another hospital bed in the room was messy and empty, and the depression that Bu Chonghua lay down overnight was still there, but there was no warmth on the bed sheet at all.

Several leaders looked at Wu Yu with mixed looks, but no one answered him.

Xu Ju coughed, with an unnatural expression on his face: "Xiao Wu, lie down first, don't worry. The leaders mainly want to know what happened last night in Fengyuan Village, Gecheng Mountain, especially with the villagers. The part of the conflict—there’s nothing to be impatient about, come on, take a sip of water, think about it carefully, and start from the beginning slowly.”

Wu Yu didn't take the glass of water.He was arched up on the hospital bed, his back and thigh muscles were tense and stiff, his pupils shrank sharply, and his gaze swept across the faces of those leaders. Nervous and undisguised resistance and vigilance.

The anomaly was really too obvious, it didn't look like a criminal policeman facing his superior, but rather like a tortured beast, leaning against the corner of the iron cage, facing the approaching hunter full of hostility.

Several leaders exchanged glances, Xu Ju turned around and shook his head covertly at them, meaning that you have seen it now, the vaccinations I gave you along the way were not a bluff, right?

"Cough cough!" Director Chen of the municipal committee cleared his throat, probably because he was young and unbelievers, he took the lead in saying, "—Officer Wu, right?"

"..."

"Xu Bureau told us that you are a veteran criminal policeman with meritorious service, so you should be very familiar with and cooperate with organizational investigations and inquiries. We are not here today for anything else, mainly because... "

"Where's Bu Chonghua?" Wu Yu asked quickly and repeatedly.

His eyes are black and white, and because of his pale skin, the dark circles under his eyes are particularly obvious, and his lips are bloodless; when he stares straight at someone like this, he has a weird feeling of nervousness.

Xu Ju adjusted his tone: "Xiao Wu..."

"I still have something to say to him." Wu Yu's lips seemed to be trembling, "Where's Bu Chonghua?"

The ward suddenly fell into a stalemate. Everyone looked at each other and looked at you with a little bit of astonishment. They didn't understand that it was just a private questioning that was purely procedural, but where did the person being questioned suddenly put up a sharp vigilance.

The atmosphere became very paradoxical in the silence, only the creaking sound of the fabric made by Wu Yu's fingers pinching the bed sheet tightly on the hospital bed due to excessive force.

It was so strange for him to behave like this. Xu Ju finally sighed after a long while, before hesitating to speak: "Bu Chonghua, he...he is temporarily isolated by...."

When Director Chen opened his mouth, he seemed to want to stop him, but he hesitated and didn't make a sound.

"There is a young man named Gao Jiabao in Fengyuan Village, the one who was held hostage by you with a knife last night. His grandmother called him Dabao."

"..."

"I couldn't move because of my leg injury, and was trampled by the crowd during the riot, resulting in serious injuries." Xu Ju shook his head and said, "He died."