Swallowing the Seas

At eight o'clock in the morning, the phone's alarm suddenly rang, and Wu Yu rubbed like a spring!Sit up all at once.

The guest bedroom is spacious and bright, and outside the floor-to-ceiling curtains is the clear sunshine of early summer.The snow-white and fluffy quilt and pillow on the double bed exuded a clean atmosphere. Wu Yu sat on the bed in a daze for a few seconds, yawned long and realized where it was - Bu Chonghua's house.

It was already late last night when he escorted the leader home, so after careful consideration, the leader decided to take a half-day rest this morning, which was enthusiastically supported and supported by his subordinates.

Wu Yu lazily went to the bathroom attached to the guest bedroom, finished brushing his teeth and washing his face, changed into the T-shirt and jeans he left at Bu Chonghua's house last time, and came downstairs with a clatter.Before they reached the first floor, they only heard someone enter the house from the entrance downstairs, and closed the door behind their backs, and then Bu Chonghua appeared in the living room carrying breakfast.

"Wake up? Come down for breakfast."

Bu Chonghua had obviously just come back from a morning jog, with a pair of Bluetooth earmuffs around his neck, a hooded sweatshirt and shorts, and a pair of sneakers that were a little old and couldn't recognize the brand, but somehow looked good.He is at least 1.8 meters six or eight seven. This height stretches the leg line very long, probably because he has a lot of research on fitness. The leg muscles are well exercised. The overall feeling is like a police academy who has just participated in the sports meeting College Students.

Wu Yu was bleary-eyed, and pulled away the high stool by the kitchen bar, climbed up and sat down: "Aren't you sleepy when you wake up so early every day and go for a run?"

"got used to."

Wu Yu nodded, and silently muttered two words, which seemed to be: "Awesome!"

"I'm more surprised by you." Bu Chonghua took out the steamed stuffed bun soymilk from the plastic bag and put it on the table, and said, "You look so good at playing, and you don't train or exercise every day. How do you maintain it?"

"Don't keep it."

"..."

"I'm barely half of what I used to be now," Wu Yu said, "Forget it, let the glorious history of the past pass away with the wind. I decided to obey the arrangement of the years, what to eat and what to drink Drink, you should get fat and get fat, try to be an uncle who grows on the sofa every day after getting home from work, silent and peaceful, and gradually becomes round."

He picked up a steamed stuffed bun with mushrooms and bamboo shoots. Bu Chonghua looked at him for a long time and said, "...you are awesome."

The wealthy elite also buy a rich breakfast, with various flavors of buns, dumplings, soy milk, braised eggs and preserved egg porridge.The breakfast shop in their community is not at the same level as that near Wu Yu's house. Both the taste and the level of refinement are much higher. Wu Yu is obviously interested in the small shrimp dumplings with steamed shellfish on top, and he didn't stop after eating five or six. Next, report: "I'm full, thank you leader."

"Don't you eat this?" Bu Chonghua pushed with chopsticks while drinking the porridge: "How many custard buns?"

"What is this? I don't eat sweet buns."

"Throw it away."

"How can I throw it away? How much is it?" Wu Yu heard that he was going to throw it away, but he couldn't do it anymore, so he quickly pressed down the plate full of steamed buns, and asked after thinking about it: "How about I take it to Cai Lin? "

"The hot skin is broken, you let him eat cold?"

Wu Yu Tianren struggled for a moment, Bu Chonghua looked interesting, and said, "Why don't you try it?"

Wu Yu has never eaten sweet buns in his life, just like Cai Lin has never eaten salty bean curd, Liao Gang has never eaten sweet rice dumplings, and Bu Chonghua has never had a serious relationship.When people betray their beliefs for the first time, they are full of struggles and hesitation. Wu Yu's eyes are full of clear words: "What is this?" "How can buns be sweet?" What's the difference in helping a cult?" After a long while, he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up one, looked at it patiently for a few seconds, and tentatively bit the skin of the bun with his front teeth——

Bu Chonghua finished his porridge, packed the dishes, got up and went to the kitchen to clean up; he took out the shirt and trousers for work in the afternoon from the closet, and was about to go to the bathroom to take a quick shower, when he passed by the living room, he suddenly heard a drumbeat He kicked down and kicked, so the probe saw it, and I saw Wu Yan running on the stairs, running down, running down, running around again, and running down again ...

"What are you doing?"

Wu Yu panted and turned his head, a grain of custard paste was clearly sticking to the corner of his mouth, and only one word burst out between his teeth:

"support!"

Bu Chonghua looked in astonishment, and saw that the plate full of custard buns on the kitchen counter had been gobbled up, not to mention the buns, there was not even a crumb of the buns left, so clean that a person could be seen.

Bu Chonghua couldn't help laughing, and asked leisurely: "Isn't your dream to be an uncle who grows on the sofa and gradually becomes round?"

"Dreams are dreams, and reality is reality. You still dream of killing the boss of the Criminal Investigation Bureau and becoming the leader yourself. Have you succeeded?!"

Bu Chonghua: "..."

Wu Yu clutched his throat in pain, and continued to stare like the wind.

After Bu Chonghua took a shower, he put on his shirt and came out. Wu Yu's strength, which was almost gushing from his throat, finally passed, and he spread out on the sofa and gasped.

"Just go upstairs to the gym next time, what are you pedaling?" Bu Chonghua laughed dumbly, and threw him a bottle of sports drink from the refrigerator.Wu Yu took it and took two sips, looked at the ceiling and said, "I can't stay at the leader's house any longer."

"how?"

Wu Yu didn't speak for a while, and glanced at Bu Chonghua from the corner of his eyes for a while.

Bu Chonghua was sitting on the other side of the sofa with his mobile phone in his hand. He didn't know what he was concentrating on browsing. He might be checking emails from the Municipal Bureau.His hair has not been dried yet, his nose bridge is straight and his lips are thin, and water droplets flow down his long, strong neck; his shirt is stiff, clean, and of fine texture, and his muscular contours are vaguely revealed at the bottom, which is the result of spending money and time, scientific exercise and extreme The composite result of self-discipline.

When the two of them stayed quietly, the distance between them seemed to become very close, and even Bu Chonghua's warm and solid breath could be clearly felt.

Wu Yu looked away silently, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and laughed: "It's so comfortable to eat and drink for free, what should I do if I can't get used to it when I go back to my home."

As if there was some kind of insignificant force hitting his throat suddenly, Bu Chonghua looked at him, and the words almost blurted out.

"People can't live too comfortably, otherwise they will lose the motivation to fight." Wu Yu rubbed the center of his brows, closed his eyes and smiled, "What if proletarians like us don't fight? Where can we save money..."

"What are you saving money for, buying a house?"

Wu Yu paused for two seconds, then said casually, "Buy a house."

Bu Chonghua stopped suddenly: "They didn't give you a house?"

Although undercover agents like Wu Yu have not been judged for meritorious service, they have indeed made great contributions. After returning, they will have guarantees and arrangements for their lives. The bigger the first-tier cities, the more policies must be implemented in place.If people have been wandering in wind and rain for more than ten years, but they don't even have a place to settle down after returning, and they have to spend money to rent a house to live in, then the "relevant departments" in this place will be in trouble.

Bu Chonghua knew that Jinhai City would not do such a thing, but at the same time, he also wondered if Wu Yu was tricked by someone because he didn't understand anything, and his tone was slightly wrong when he asked this question.Unexpectedly, at the next moment, he saw Wu Yu nonchalantly "嗐": "Then... that house is too dilapidated, save money and buy a better one."

"How to call it better?"

"Bigger ones." Wu Yu said as if pointing to the menu and ordering casually, "Three bedrooms and one living room."

Judging from the current housing prices in Jinhai, three bedrooms and one living room are probably the bottom line and most basic configuration for building a family of three.

In fact, it is normal for him to have this idea. The houses allocated by the state may not have full property rights, nor may they be sold.With his appearance, if he has a house and a formal and stable job in the establishment, he should be a popular candidate in the hearts of many local mothers-in-law.

"..." Bu Chonghua nodded silently, with a dull and gloomy expression, as if a place in his heart was gradually cooling down.

What did I just want to say?he thinks.

What do I want him to do?

He almost opened up his heart valves layer by layer with a cold and harsh attitude, and examined the past layer by layer critically, without hiding even the most secret and subtleties.The hot impulse that came from nowhere just now was torn to ashes in this ruthless trial, and it forcibly sank back to the bottom of the soul.

They just sat on both ends of the sofa, and Bu Chonghua swipe his thumbs aimlessly on the screen of the mobile phone, as if they were searching the web but actually didn’t see anything, only meaningless text, colors and flashing advertisements reflected on the retina. inside.For a while, he caught a glimpse of the other side from the corner of his eyes, and saw Wu Yu stepped on the carpet with one foot and spread the other on the sofa. The thin bare foot on the sofa shook at him: "Leader."

"……how."

"Can you give me some of those books in your bookcase?"

There seemed to be a trace of inexplicable feeling in Bu Chonghua's chest, but he didn't show it, staring at the phone expressionlessly: "No."

Wu Yu: "?"

"But I can borrow it from you. I borrow one book at a time. After reading it, I have to send it back, and I can only borrow it again after I return it."

The elite class cannot be so stingy.Wu Yu thought for a while and asked, "Then can I borrow anything?"

——There is a reason for him to ask this question, because there are some precious collections in Bu Chonghua's bookcase, and the price is definitely not at a level that can be given away at will, but if they are lent out, this problem does not exist.

"Yes." Bu Zhonghua paused, staring at the phone screen and asked, "Are you going home tonight?"

The tone of these words sounds a bit unusual, if it were any other person, Wu Yu would instinctively feel a little weird.But because the other party was Bu Chonghua, he just stared at the ceiling paralyzed, and said casually, "Hui, otherwise."

"Then go and pick one now."

"..." Wu Yu raised his head at a [-]-degree angle from the flat position: "It really doesn't matter which one you choose?"

Bu Chonghua finally looked up from the phone screen, looked at him with those sharp and deep eyes, and slightly raised his chin towards the study for a while: "Don't you want to pick?"

Wu Yu got up nimbly, without even wearing slippers, and stomped into the study with bare feet, and then there was the sound of the glass cabinet opening, and Bu Chonghua knew that he had begun to pick out books with great interest.

Without making a sound, he got up and walked to the door of the study, leaning against the door frame.

This is a rare state for Wu Yu.He was wearing a very old T-shirt, gray blue and whitish jeans, he tiptoed and stretched his hands to reach the top of the bookshelf, his messy black hair brushed his ears, and he had a kind of pure satisfaction that did not match his age.

It's like the patient, cowardly, dull, and dull person, the one who kicked the TV set like a trapped animal in the confinement room, and asked where Bu Chonghua was, the one who was not used to speaking when he stood in the focus of everyone's eyes, Occasionally, Wu Yu, who instinctively erected a vigilant spike, was melted by the pure and single happiness at the moment, and the trance actually reflected the youthful, vigorous and flourishing shadow 13 years ago.

There seemed to be a spicy, hot and paralyzing blockage hitting Bu Chonghua's throat, but there was no expression on his face.

His stern and indifferent face has been maintained for too long, whether it is Wu Yu, everyone, or even himself, he is too used to it.

Bu Chonghua put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned and left the study without saying a word.He stood silently in the living room for a while, went back to his master bedroom and opened the closet door, took out a neat stack of cotton white short-sleeved T-shirts with no tags removed, went back to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to look. In the cabinet, I found the snacks, snacks, and chocolates that Mrs. Song Ju brought back from traveling abroad. After a pause, I didn’t know what to think of, and found several large bags of quick-frozen shrimp dumplings and scallop dumplings bought in the supermarket from the freezer. Tie it up with a plastic bag.

He carefully folded all these things into his backpack, and carried them back to the study: "Have you picked it out?"

"Hey." Wu Yu promised, but actually didn't move.Bu Chonghua walked up to him, and just as he was sitting on the carpet, Wu Yu closed the book in his hand, tapped the cover and asked, "Is this okay?"

"Electronic Forensics Research Essentials".

"Okay." Bu Chonghua put the book into his backpack and said briefly, "It's for you."

Wu Yu was stunned for a moment: "Hey, did you give me a New Year's gift in advance?"

"Xu Bureau said that if he sees you dangling around in the office wearing that transparent undershirt again, he will notify the anti-pornography brigade next door to sweep you away." Bu Chonghua stood up and snorted, "You are so grown-up, wear casual clothes It must look like a criminal suspect who has just been arrested."

"Hey, what happened to the anti-pornography brigade, don't you know that the anti-pornography brigade is Cai Lin's dream place?"

The elite class didn't bother to answer such low-level jokes at all, so they shook their hands and went straight to the outside room.

Wu Yu laughed, flipped through the schoolbag, trying to take out the big box of imported chocolates from the bottom to eat.But Bu Chonghua found a lot of shrimp dumplings for him, as if he wished to have all the shrimp dumplings he had eaten in his life at one time, and piled them all on top of each other.Wu Yu dug out for a long time but failed to take out the chocolate box, so he had to take out all the other things and put them on the carpet first.

"This schoolbag looks quite big, but when I opened my mouth..."

While peeling off the chocolate ball candy wrappers, Wu Yu looked at the seemingly expensive shoulders of the elite class, but suddenly froze for no reason.

... The style of this backpack is actually very similar to Gao Ling's black schoolbag.

Regardless of shape, size, or the hardness of the top cover opening, there is not much difference.

The two things are obviously unrelated, but it seems like a blow with a hammer in the void, and it is instantly enlightened.Wu Yu's pupils tightened silently, and suddenly dropped the chocolate ball, poured out everything in the schoolbag and spread it on the ground, reached into the empty schoolbag to gesture for a moment, and realized something——

A certain doubtful point that was ignored by everyone coincidentally surfaced in an uproar at that moment.

"Yes, I know."

Bu Chonghua stood in front of the study window and made a call, only to hear Xu Ju on the other side of the phone groaned in satisfaction, and then said earnestly: "In the afternoon, you go to the procuratorate in person to find the XXX of the XX department, the batch of cults that Diao Jianfa confessed to. The organization must cooperate with the XX department to investigate..."

"——The team!" Someone outside the door approached with big strides: "Bu Chonghua!"

When Bu Chonghua turned his head, he saw Wu Yu pushing the door and entering, and Xu Ju said in surprise on the phone: "Why is Xiao Wu also at your house?"

In fact, it was nothing at all, but Bu Chonghua knocked subconsciously: "He... came to see me for something."

"Oh, oh, okay." Xu Ju didn't understand what was going on, but after thinking about it, he told him seriously: "You two should get along well, don't have conflicts, and don't even quarrel and fight anymore, understand?"

The corners of Bu Chonghua's mouth twitched slightly, and after a few words of "understand", he hung up the phone: "What's wrong with you?"

"What is the model of Liu Li's lost notebook?" Wu Yu asked with a frown.

Bu Chonghua was so familiar with the details of the case record that he didn't even type it: "Dell Inspiron 14R, the model two years ago, the original price is more than 3000."

"The model number with R is a thick book, right?"

"There should be two or three kilograms, why?"

Wu Yu stood at the door of the study, holding the shoulders with his back to Bu Chonghua, only to see that the bag with the zipper wide open was empty:

"The human bone helmet that Gao Ling took away is divided into upper and lower sections, connected by three bone pieces in the middle, which increases the internal volume, which means that the helmet itself is three circles larger than the human head."

"—Then how could she put a helmet, two pieces of clothing, a pile of sundries, and a laptop that weighs two or three kilograms in a schoolbag of this size?!"

Bu Chonghua suddenly realized something, and his eyes changed dramatically!

Yes, indeed!

The inside of the human bone helmet has silver and turquoise as the frame. If Gao Ling stuffed a sweater inside the helmet for protection and another for cushioning, and then stuffed it into a schoolbag, then it is basically impossible for her to stuff another two. For a thick notebook weighing three kilograms, a strong plug will cause crush damage to the helmet, and it is very likely that the zipper will not be able to close.

But in the monitoring, the zipper of the schoolbag was clearly pulled to the bottom!

"That computer...that computer was not taken away by Gao Ling."

Countless doubts strung together at that moment, Bu Chonghua murmured: "The time difference between Gao Ling and Nian Xiaoping's murder was at most six hours, someone killed Gao Baokang within these six hours, sneaked into Gao Ling's house, stole Liu Li’s computer, and finally went to the embankment to kill Nian Xiaoping who was passing by, leaving He Xingxing to report the case to the police... The news of the skeleton killing was deliberately spread.”

"The [-] case is not limited to the cult in Fengyuan Village," Bu Chonghua suddenly looked at Wu Yu, and said hoarsely, "There is a group of murderers behind this case!"