Swallowing the Seas

In the early morning of the next day, Yundian.

The tires rubbed against the ground suddenly and came to an abrupt stop at the door of the guest house.Two well-trained young people got out of the front row of the car, guarded the door left and right, stood upright with their hands behind their backs, and looked at the empty revolving front door.

The agreed time has not yet arrived, and the traffic and voices of the morning rush hour can be faintly heard from the distant streets.

After a long time, the driver finally couldn't help but thumped the co-driver's back, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, are you nervous?"

"Nonsense, can't you feel the cold sweat on my back?" The co-pilot glanced around quickly: "What about you?"

"..." The driver lowered his voice and said, "To be honest, I competed with them for this opportunity to perform for a week. I woke up at five o'clock this morning with excitement. I want to go to the bathroom..."

"You are too useless!"

"You are useful, don't keep trembling!"

The two fell silent at the same time.

"I've heard about his deeds since the selection period." After half a cigarette, the driver finally sighed softly: "Single-handedly, went deep into a desperate situation, retired after 12 years of success, became a legend overnight, It is said that a reward of several million was offered for real photos on the dark web... Hey, what do you think a hero looks like?"

The co-pilot pondered for a long time, and said seriously: "A hero is also a human being, and he must have one nose and two eyes..."

"Aren't you talking nonsense, who doesn't have one nose and two eyes?"

"You're talking nonsense, one nose must be taller than yours, and two eyes must be bigger than yours. Just standing there and imposing will beat you both!"

"Shut up, it's coming! It's coming!"

A looming figure suddenly appeared in the lobby of the guest house. The two young men suddenly stood up straight, their eyes fixed on their noses, their noses, their noses and their hearts, their hands clinging to the seams of their trousers, and their figures were as tall as javelins. All silently suppressed the thrill of excitement.

What should a hero look like?

Seven feet in length, thick eyebrows and big eyes, dignified appearance, not angry and arrogant?

Or is it plain looking, taciturn, sharp and serious, Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi?

—The glass door was pushed open.

A thin man with his head down walked down the steps behind Lin Ke, and the pupils of the two young people dilated rapidly at the same time.

Different from the distorted word-of-mouth descriptions passed down from generation to generation by the newcomers of the Special Affairs Team, "that person" does not look very big, on the contrary, he is still a little young, wearing a black baseball cap, and the mask covers the lower half Face; he was wearing a black short jacket and trousers, a white T-shirt was layered inside, his hands were in his trouser pockets, and he hardly made a sound when he walked, but he seemed to have a habitual and inconspicuous stoop.

The only exposed part of his whole body is his eyes, but there doesn't seem to be any special place. The pupils are black and quiet, calm and calm, and naturally hang down to the ground.

——The legendary hero does not have any special temperament, neither sharp and serious, nor arrogant. Not only does he stand there with an aura that does not stand out, on the contrary, he may not even have half the spirit of a young man.He walked with his head bowed like an ordinary white-collar worker rushing to work on the streets of Yundian. If Lin Hao hadn't suddenly reached out and opened the car door for him two steps ahead, among the four people present, he looked the most like that Responsible for driving.

The intern stared at him without blinking, and even forgot to breathe the moment he passed by.Seeing him get into the car with his head down, Lin Hao closed the car door with a bang, and ordered in a low voice, "Let's go."

The intern immediately responded: "Yes!"

The two young people quickly sat in the front row, the car started slowly, turned a corner, and drove towards the prison on the outskirts of the city.

The light of the sky passed through the electrified barbed wire and cast quietly into the meeting room, outlining a lifeless figure in prison clothes.

bang-

There were a few slams of the iron gate in the distance, and the cloudy gray-blue eyes of the condemned prisoner suddenly moved.After a while, footsteps sounded from far to near along the deep corridor, and then the door was pushed open, and a young man in black and black trousers walked into the dark meeting room led by several guards.

Although he had never met in this life, Arthur Hodgson knew who he was the moment his eyes collided——

A strong shudder was initiated from the heart, like an electric current crawling through every inch of skin and bones, and a tsunami-like emotion swept everything, even stronger than the day when the death penalty approval letter came down.He stared at the young man, unable to look away, not even noticing that the guard had backed away from the room, the door clicked, and the two of them were left staring at each other in the cold, closed space.

There was a sound of metal chair legs rubbing against the concrete floor, Wu Yu pulled the chair away and sat opposite.

"I heard you want to see me?"

Arthur Hodgson stared at him, finally opened his mouth to reveal a distorted smile, and squeezed out a sentence from his congested and almost paralyzed throat:

"...There are only you and me here, and your police are outside the door. I am a dead man."

"Just like that, don't you dare to show your true colors, painter, teacher?"

Wu Yu stared at him with dark eyes under the brim of his hat, took off his baseball cap without saying a word, took off his mask, and lightly threw it on the table, looking calmly at the haggard and crazy face opposite:

"Now you see it."

The moment Wu Yu showed his face, Hodgson pulled forward suddenly, so hard that even the handcuffs made a rattling sound.His vision seemed to turn into some kind of icy thorns, brushing over Wu Yu's facial features and cheeks one by one, and it took half a cigarette before he was like a person who was extremely hungry and thirsty and finally ended the last meal of his life. Like a feast, the body stretched to the limit under the prison clothes gradually returned to normal, and leaned back in the chair like sleepwalking.

"I've wanted to see you for a long time," he said hoarsely.

Hodgson speaks Chinese well, probably because he has nothing to do in the past ten years, and he just practices oral English against the wall every day.

"They have told a lot about your deeds, and I have imagined countless times how I would meet the protagonists of these deeds, and what kind of face does the legendary protagonist have. Fat? Thin? Old? Young ? Proud of the spring breeze, righteous and awe-inspiring, or numb, sensitive and indifferent? After ten years in prison, more than 3000 days, I have spent at least half of the time imagining your appearance, and I have depicted countless faces that may belong to you in my mind, even if you are a woman. This possibility has been doubted."

"—But I didn't expect that you are completely different from what I imagined, not even the slightest similarity."

He stretched his neck, stared into Wu Yu's eyes, and bared his teeth almost maliciously:

"Because I didn't expect you to have such a bad life, so... not good."

Wu Yu sat there with no expression on his face, half of his thin side face was hidden in the darkness, his tone was tired and indifferent: "But you are just as miserable as I imagined."

"Hahaha——" Hodgson seemed amused, and laughed out loud.The laughter was as desolate and sharp as a vulture at the end of the road, and he finally stopped after a long time, and asked: "I'm so miserable, are you worth it?"

"..."

"There's something I've always wanted to ask you. It's been ten years, but I haven't had the chance to ask you." He blinked his gray blue eyes, and looked at Wu Yu mysteriously:

"How did you escape?"

"..."

Wu Yu still didn't say a word, but Hodgson didn't care about his indifference, and curled himself up in the small space of the iron chair: "Until now, I still remember what happened the day I was arrested, the ins and outs, and every detail .”

After deep web transactions became popular in North America, old-school drug dealers in Southeast Asia also began to try to use network technology to expand sales, including Thayer, one of the largest drug manufacturers on the China-Myanmar border at that time.

Thayer is a traditional Burmese drug lord, mainly engaged in natural and semi-synthetic drugs. He has his own private armed forces and poppy plantations, and "hired" a large number of local villagers to produce opium for him.When he, as the first crab-eating old-school drug lord in the Golden Triangle, sent a signal to the sharks that he was willing to cooperate, Arthur Hodgson, as the security director and capable man of the sharks, was sent to Liangji Mountain on the China-Myanmar border to work with Thayer Sign a treaty to take goods from the 'Mariana Trench' and provide them with security keys and traffic routes.

There is a reason why this transaction was carried out on Liangji Mountain. One end of this mountain is in Myanmar and the other end is in China. No matter which country’s police is alarmed, you can escape directly from the other side of the mountain. The perfect geographical conditions can be called Seamless.But to everyone's surprise, less than half an hour after the transaction program started running, news came from down the mountain that the border guards of China and Myanmar launched a joint encirclement at the same time, directly blocking all routes down the mountain, and began to use heavy firepower to The stronghold of drug lords stormed up.

Arthur Hodgson once fought wits with the FBI and chased and fled with the Interpol. He saw many such things. He immediately realized that there was a mole in the transaction, and he might even infiltrate the undercover of the police. The creatures are old acquaintances with them, there is no other reason, probably because both sides are top-level desperadoes.Even Hodgson, who dared to challenge the Mexican government and fight the Canadian police in a shootout, could only terminate the transaction quickly and curse bad luck once he met an undercover agent who also dared to die.

Fortunately, the helicopter that Hodgson was riding on was still parked on the top of the mountain, and he could leave the encirclement safely as long as he got on the plane.So he immediately set off to the top of the mountain. In order to express his apology, Thayer also specially sent a Burmese mercenary to escort him along the way, and arrived at the helicopter without any danger; The militias of the armed border police descended from heaven, wiped out the Burmese mercenaries on the spot, and captured Hodgson, who was caught off guard.

"Then I was escorted down the mountain and imprisoned in China. I was transferred to several prisons and detention centers. Since then, I have never left my cell for half a step, until today."

Hodgson suddenly narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath. This action made his expression very dramatic, as if telling an absurd play to the air on an empty stage:

"I can figure out why China-Myanmar border defense teamed up in an instant - because Thayer has been in the drug trade for decades and is a serious problem on the border, and both countries want to catch him as soon as possible; I can also figure out why I would I was caught—because the mysterious undercover not only found out the details of the transaction in advance, but also found out the position of my helicopter, which provided a valuable opportunity for the armed police to set up an ambush."

"But what I can't figure out is that at the moment when the helicopter was about to take off, I clearly heard the roar of Burmese mercenaries on the radio: "The boss has already caught the undercover agent of Tiaozi. He is in the Hongshan torture chamber and is about to be beaten to death." '—"

The surrounding air condensed, like a bowstring being stretched to the top silently.

"I know where the notorious 'Red Mountain Torture Chamber' is. Even if the police grow wings, they won't be able to save it in time. And I can hear that sentence very clearly. There is no possibility of mishearing."

Hodgson paused, his eyes clouded, as if he had finally found the only audience under the stage.

The death row prisoner suddenly leaned forward, grinned and looked straight at Wu Yu:

"Then the question is, how did the undercover agent who was about to be beaten to death escape?"

"—Ten years ago, on the China-Myanmar border, what happened in the 'Red Mountain torture chamber', can you tell me, 'painter'?"

It was as if an invisible curtain had been pulled aside abruptly, and the gray skylight had been cut into fragments.The iron table was turned into a torture tool, the iron chair was turned into shackles, and the closed walls on all sides showed cracks in the bricks. In the cracks, blood and minced meat that had been corrupted for a long time were solidified, and the blood was overwhelming.

Pa—a whip shattered the flesh and blood, splashing all over the place.

Crack—a whip shatters the bones, and the cracking sound pierces the brain.

"Xie Qianshan... the name is probably fake..."

"...If the big brother is no good, I think we can use him as a meat shield and go down the mountain..."

"Give this guy a shot! Be sure to pry his mouth open!"

……

The noise of voices and the rush of tongues are like poisonous arrows that cannot be avoided from all directions.Wu Yu seemed to be forcibly pressed into the dark sea water, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were blocked, and traces of hot blood were choking from his lungs; amidst the overwhelming noise, he seemed to hear that gloomy, old man again. And the sharp voice commanded:

"...Go, go outside and call A Yinmei..."

Wu Yu closed his eyes, opened them after counting breaths, and asked flatly, "What do you want to know, but how badly I was beaten?"

Hodgson stared at him, as if he wanted to penetrate the undercover's eyes, penetrate his brain, and dig out the deepest and most unknown things.

"If this can relieve your hatred a little bit before you die, that's fine." Wu Yu said, "Not only can I tell you every detail and every bit of pain in detail, I can even exaggerate it ten times, or even a hundred times. I can tell you a horrible and horrific story, for example, they broke two hundred bones in my body one by one, or boiled a pot of water to boil me alive, and put my body Meat sauce served to starving dogs; but no matter how grotesque and bloody the plot, it does not affect the reality of what we have today: I am sitting here, and you are going to die."

He sat obliquely in the armchair, with his upper body slightly backward, his hands naturally folded and hanging down on his thighs, in a state of indifference.

"You asked me to come here because of the last doubt before you died. You wanted to witness with your own eyes that the 'painter' who captured you was a real person, not a myth made up by the police. Now you see it? I am a Ordinary little people, working and receiving a salary, have neither heroism nor supernatural ability. I went undercover because I was young and impulsive, and it was pure luck to come back alive."

Hodgson's eyeballs seemed to be caught by a thread, he watched Wu Yu stand up, pushed the chair back to the original place, and stood there smiling at him:

"You wanted to see me because you were curious, and I came to see you only because you were curious. Now that we're done seeing each other, you and I have settled an obsession, and you can go on your way."

Wu Yu nodded politely, put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned and walked out.

"wait wait wait!"

The handcuffs and shackles rattled at the same time, and Hodgson struggled with all his strength, almost standing up from the iron chair: "You think it's over when I die?! You police have spent so many years and so much effort, but you can only temporarily Suspending the operation of each deep network e-commerce platform will actually cause us any losses?! 'Marinaya Trench' can go online again only by changing the entrance server! If I die, there will still be thousands of dark web sites. Web programmer!"

"They said you've been undercover for 12 years, 12 years, right?" Hodgson gritted his teeth, each word piercing Wu Yu's back like a nail: "If you haven't seen the sun for 12 years, you think you can escape from sharks forever." Hunting?! Do you think the shark will let you go?! How long can the so-called luck last, is it enough to survive the next comeback in the Mariana Trench?!"

Wu Yu looked back at him, and said lightly: "Then make a comeback, what does it have to do with me?"

Hodgson stared at him like he was staring at a monster: "It has nothing to do with you? It wasn't you who was beaten like a dead dog? It wasn't you who lived like a ghost? The poor thing I'm seeing now Not you?!"

"..."

"Sharks can sell opium from Myanmar to Mexico, fentanyl from the Far East to Canada, guns and bullets from the United States to Afghanistan in the Middle East, and set up dark web servers under the eyes of Interpol! Anonymous e-commerce created in a year The output value is as high as billions, and the money laundering exceeds tens of billions. What have we created? We have created a kingdom of liberalism and wealth expansion! Do you think you are the hero who succeeded in slaying dragons?! You are a poor joke!!"

The rattling shackles were sharp and piercing, Hodgson stood up and moved the iron chair, making a deafening piercing sound, almost throwing himself on Wu Yu's face——

Just then bang!The door was pushed open heavily, and Lin Hao rushed in!

"Technology will never die! Freedom will never die! The deep net will never die! Dragons will never die!!" Hodgson's eyes were bulging, his face was scarlet, and even Lin Hao couldn't hold back his crazy roar when he was dying: "Look at your failed one. Face, the joke of wasting more than ten years with nothing! The joke of being smashed to pieces and achieving nothing!! You are as pathetic as an ant—"

Wu Yu seemed to be frozen, and the tide of suffocation came again, pouring into the limbs from the eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

Someone held him from side to side and pulled him out. It should be the two young and outstanding interns from the special situation team.

Hodgson was still struggling and roaring madly, the condemned prisoner was too disappointed.He originally thought that the villain boss at the end of the road would usher in a majestic superhero, but what actually appeared at the end of the film was a mediocre ant.All his ambitions, struggles, calculations, and plans were defeated by a joke, and this joke-like little character was quite willing, not going to put on the hero's shining golden armor in the sequel as the audience expected.

Wu Yu wanted to laugh a little, but the smile failed to lift the corners of his naturally curved mouth. Lin Hao knocked Hodgson unconscious with a hand knife, and the prison guards, doctors and others rushed in.

He was dragged to the lounge outside by the two young men.

The door was slammed shut, and the noise outside became smaller in an instant, turning into a vague buzzing.Just now the young man in the co-pilot supported him, and the other driver hurriedly pulled an armchair: "You sit, please sit."

Then the two looked at each other and nodded. One of them rushed out and came back with a cup of warm water in a short while, his jaw muscles stiffened with tension: "Please drink tea."

Wu Yu didn't say anything, and briefly raised the corner of his lips, signaling him to put the teacup aside.

However, the intern didn't let go, and stood upright looking at him, his eyes gleaming with the brilliance unique to young people.

"You, don't pay attention to what that ghost said!"

"..."

"Before I graduated from the intelligence department, I heard your mentor describe your deeds. I know that only the most outstanding, loyal, and outstanding people have the opportunity to pass the selection process and be sent to the front line like you .Later, I was selected into the special case team, and when I really got in touch with your deeds, I realized how powerful you really are! How outstanding you are!"

Wu Yu stared at him blankly, as if he had fallen into a confused and chaotic nightmare.

"I, I just hope you won't be troubled by the nonsense of criminals," the intern stood like a young poplar tree, his face flushed slightly, with a solemn and sincere expression: "There are many juniors like us , the greatest goal of my life’s efforts is to become a hero worthy of my mission just like you!”

hero.

These two terrifying words were smashed down like a knife and halberd, making all the limbs cold.

--hero.

"It wasn't you who was beaten like a dead dog? It wasn't you who lived like a ghost?!"

"You think you are the hero who succeeded in slaying the dragon?! You are a poor joke!!"

"You are a joke that has spent more than ten years in vain, a joke that has been smashed to pieces but has achieved nothing, a joke that is as pitiful as an ant—"

The young man was still stammering, full of vigor and high spirits, his eyes shining like stars shining on the police badge.

But Wu Yu could no longer hear clearly.

There was buzzing in his ears, and he habitually wanted to shrink himself up, but there was nowhere to shrink himself, so he could only put his hands in his coat pockets awkwardly.The young man looked at him full of longing, Wu Yu swallowed hard his dry throat, lowered his head to look at the concrete floor, his fingers suddenly touched a hard object in the inner pocket of his jacket through the material of the clothes, it was a key.

It was strange that his confused mind could still tell what it was from the subconscious mind.

——The key to Bu Chonghua's house.

"When did I hit him!" The young and handsome elite leader yelled angrily at his subordinates in the car, and in a blink of an eye, he poked his head out of the living room with a towel on his head, his eyes full of jokes: "Your dream is not to be a king on the sofa!" The uncle who is slowly becoming round?" The next moment he handed over a schoolbag full of snacks, and snorted coldly: "You are so grown up, dressed like a criminal suspect who was just arrested."...

The memory pushed forward uncontrollably. In the corridor outside the confinement, someone held him tightly from behind, wiped away the blood that obscured his vision with his fingertips, and repeated in his ear over and over again: "It's me, Wu Yu, It's me... I'm late, it's me..."

Wu Yu seemed to be in the dark seabed, only his own breathing became clearer and he held the key tightly in his palm.

Phew—the door opened, and Lin Hao strode into the lounge.

"Lin Ke!"

"Lin Ke!"

As soon as Wu Yu opened his eyes, there were a few unnoticed bloodshot eyes, and he saw Lin Hao walking quickly: "You two go out first."

"Yes!"

The young man had already engraved obedience into his bone marrow, and immediately exited the room and concealed the door.Wu Yu's gaze followed Lin Hao, and he pulled the chair across to him, took a breath before speaking, his usually gentle eyes shone brightly, then he raised his hand and stopped him. After Wu Yu just said what he wanted to say:

"Do you know who else I managed to get here today besides you?"

"……Who?"

The two were within a short distance of each other, Lin Hao put his probe close to his ear, and whispered a name that almost everyone in the public security system knew.

Wu Yu was taken aback.

"This person came to Yundian from Beijing yesterday for an inspection, and he was supposed to leave this afternoon. After I found out, I contacted Feng Ting urgently, and I used a little trick to lure him here to see you." Lin Hao must have something A hint of excitement, his usual tone of speech is not like this: "Do you remember what I said before you were transferred to Jinhai?"

"..."

"One day I will take back the honor and give you back what you deserve. Although it takes patience and waiting, the time will always come." Lin Hao paused, his eyes sparkling: "Are you happy? "

"..."

"Wu Yu?" Lin Hao felt something was wrong.

Wu Yu sat there motionless, as if he had been engulfed by the perennial darkness of the cell, and the light and shadow only outlined half of the tight chin line.After a while he finally shook his head, the movement was tired and short.

He said hoarsely: "...I want to go home."