Swallowing the Seas

"Cut the silver cod into pieces of eight centimeters in length and width, add 3.5 grams of salt, mix well with egg yolk, corn flour, etc., and marinate for 15 minutes."

Wu Yu read it word by word and sentence by sentence carefully, put down the tablet computer, carefully measured 3.5 grams of salt with a small kitchen scale, beat an egg yolk and starch to mix the silver cod pieces, then set it for 15 minutes, pressed the alarm, satisfied wiped his hands.

"..." Bu Chonghua leaned against the kitchen bar with folded arms, looking at the piece of snow-white fish that Wu Yu had fondled eight hundred times, no one could hear the subtle sourness in his tone: "Just Is a piece of fish worth so much attention?"

Wu Yu said, "What, a piece of fish? Do you think it means just a piece of fish to me?"

It's the fish you bought for me - Bu Chonghua subconsciously answered the next sentence, and his spirits lifted instantly.

The next moment he heard Wu Yu say seriously: "He is obviously a piece of deep-sea silver cod imported from France worth 200 yuan!"

Bu Chonghua: "..."

"It's still your overtime pay for next week, eat it well." Bu Chonghua turned away expressionlessly.

On Saturday, I went out to eat wild saury and seafood porridge. Wu Yu couldn't even run the stairs. After returning home, he groaned on the sofa for half the night. He groaned until Bu Chonghua went upstairs without saying a word. It took two hours to run the mountain machine.

For Sunday lunch, Bu Chonghua meant that there is a newly opened restaurant in the central business district near my home that serves boiled shrimps, so I can go and eat them again and come back humming; but Wu Yu recalled yesterday’s bill and felt that he couldn’t eat like this , After eating like this and working overtime day and night for two years, I couldn’t finish it, so I decided to cook at home by myself, and I made the dishes that the two of us bought in the supermarket together.

Bu Chonghua thought about it for a while and thought it was okay, so he went to the convenience store downstairs and bought two sky blue aprons, one for each person when he came back.However, as a subordinate who eats, drinks, lives in a car, and more importantly, has not yet received his quarterly allowance, Wu Yu insisted that the leader should not be allowed into the kitchen. He put on an apron and started washing vegetables, bang, bang, and cooking. Bu Chonghua I had to sit in the study and hear "Zi La!"It was like this for more than an hour, and Wu Yu finally brought out his results - a plate of pan-fried silver cod, a plate of deep-fried prawns, a plate of fried vegetables, and a pot of rice.

Sitting at the dining table, Bu Chonghua glanced over, and there seemed to be a row of calorie numbers that were constantly being updated in front of him, and finally stopped with a ding, and stopped at the terrifying historical peak.

Although I know that this kid has lived in Myanmar for 12 years, and that the Burmese cuisine is famous for being willing to put oil in it, it is still a bit beyond the psychological bottom line of the health care madman step team before him: "You... are you a little too..."

"How about it," Wu Yu said enthusiastically, "This is the first time in my life that I cook for others, and I specially put in half of the oil, just in case you think it's unhealthy, try it?"

...for the first time in my life...to cook...

Bu Chonghua lost all thoughts, picked up the oiliest prawn with his chopsticks, Shaoqing gritted his teeth under Wu Yu's expectant eyes and commented: "Very good!"

Wu Yu seemed a little complacent, so he untied his apron and sat down to eat.

However, the taste of the prawns bursting out of the oil is indeed better than the fitness meal prepared by the nutritionist. After eating, Bu Chonghua put the dishes in the kitchen dishwasher. When he got up, he subconsciously lifted the hem of his clothes and looked at his belly. muscle.

"Yo, it's six yuan." Wu Yu slapped his shoes and walked past, teasing, "That's right, your future girlfriend will like it very much."

Wu Yu took a rag to wipe the table, satiated and hummed a brisk and out-of-key note, but couldn't tell whether it was the Yunnan dialect or the local folk songs of Myanmar.Bu Chonghua watched his back all the way out, and suddenly asked:

"Then do you like it?"

"Pfft!" Wu Yu almost choked on his saliva, turned his head and said seriously: "Leader, before you calculate our team allowance, you are the most beautiful police flower in my heart. Even if you grow 18 yuan abs, I will definitely like it." , do you still need to ask?"

Bu Chonghua's glazed eyes stared at him, and there seemed to be a strange emotion flashing in the depths of his eyes, and he said slowly after a while, "Very good. The quarterly allowance is calculated every three months, and you always remember it for me." prison."

Wu Yu: "..."

Wu Yu wiped the table twice, turned to look at Bu Chonghua, and saw the leader bowing his head to tinker with the dishwasher, so he secretly lifted the hem of his clothes and glanced at his abs.

Four yuan.

It's not bad for me to have a beer belly at this age, anyway, I don't rely on my face for food, Wu Yu thought with peace of mind.

hum- hum-

At this moment, the mobile phone on the kitchen bar vibrated twice, it was Bu Chonghua's working machine.He washed his hands and unlocked it, and it was Liao Gang's two WeChat messages: [Team, Economic Investigator Brother Cao and the others found out something, it was an overseas account that was doing business with Chen Yuanliang.I send it to you to see? 】

The next message was a photo. Bu Chonghua clicked on the big picture, and saw that it was a photo of an underground bank transaction slip.

Chen Yuanliang had done illegal transactions at least three times, but the police did not discover the clues until the third time when he made a human bone helmet.As for the RMB 25 received from overseas by the underground bank in the middle of the previous year, and the RMB 39 received at the end of the previous year, there was no clue at all.

What did he sell the first two times?Who will be the mysterious overseas buyer?

Does it have any connection with Nian Xiaoping's murder?

On the night Chen Yuanliang was arrested, the economic investigation conducted an emergency investigation overnight, but failed to find out in time - this is quite normal, as it is difficult to track the domestic and foreign transactions of underground banks.

The biggest advantage of using this method is that the funds do not cross the border, and there is no need for direct contact between the buyer and the seller.The overseas buyer remits money to the foreign currency account of the bank, and the bank uses its own RMB account to pay the corresponding amount to Chen Yuanliang who is in the country; in this way, when the economic investigation investigates this illegal transaction, only the internal records of the bank can be used to match the transaction Both parties, but if there is not only one underground bank involved in the transaction, but several joint loans to each other, it will cause great obstacles to the investigation and inventory, and it will take a long time.

Bu Chonghua was already prepared to lose contact with this clue, but he didn't expect that the economic investigation would find out the foreign buyer's account in less than a week. The only feeling in his heart was: He deserves to be Lao Cao!

Lao Cao, the deputy head of the Economic Investigation Cao Branch, a well-known lucky general in the Jinhai City Public Security System, has always been so lucky that he once helped Xiaogui's forensic doctor draw four SSRs.Every year in the bureau’s team building lottery, he can’t miss him. The highest one he got was the second prize—a year-round free meal coupon for Lao Yang Yu Pai stall downstairs; the bottom one was also the first prize—a hug from Xu Ju Hug, it can be seen that its European spirit has indeed reached a mysterious state.

It's the same this time, most of the accounts of the underground bank have already been destroyed, but a recent transnational smuggling case was uncovered in Province S, which also involved a part of the fund transaction records, which happened to include the bank that traded with Chen Yuanliang. The comparison of transaction time and amount successfully revealed the true face of the mysterious buyer.

——It was a Burmese account named Baosan.

Long before the human bone helmet, he was the buyer of Chen Yuanliang's first two illegal transactions.

"Bao San," Wu Yu finished wiping the table, went back to the kitchen and washed his hands while tilting his head, staring at Bu Chonghua's phone screen: "It's rare for a Burmese to have such a name, maybe they are Burmese Chinese."

"Chen Yuanliang made the first two transactions with him, but the third time the human bone helmet was not sold to this old customer. Why?" Bu Chonghua frowned: "The asking price is too high, and the customer has no money?"

Wu Yu said: "Even if you don't have money, you should have talked about it. This Baosan should know a little about human bone helmets."

"That's right." Bu Chonghua thought for a moment, and then made a decisive decision: "You help me get a pair of pants and put them on. Let's go to the branch office right now."

Wu Yu: "Wait? Why did you ask me to get you pants?!"

Bu Chonghua: "Otherwise you got a dishwasher?!"

Wu Yu immediately went straight to the master bedroom, shaking her wet hands.

Bu Chonghua has a cloakroom that is so big that it can be described as wasteful. Clothes for the four seasons are clearly arranged by category. Winter coats and cashmere sweaters are all hung in dust bags. Spring, summer and autumn are all black, white and gray. , a few pairs of jeans in the corner became the only color embellishment.

Wu Yu looked around but didn't see any difference between the rows of black trousers, so he randomly pulled out a pair and put them on his arm, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the cabinet door next to the hanger opening a crack.

…Couldn’t the underpants of the elite be all black, white and grey?

Wu Yu only hesitated for half a second before being overwhelmed by curiosity, and quietly opened the cabinet door to have a look.

Next second:

"puff--!"

"Laugh again, these clothes are all for you," Bu Chonghua said coldly behind him.

Wu Yu covered his eyes, his shoulders kept shaking.

Bu Chonghua's small secret garden is colorful: at the bottom are four pairs of brand-new polished and waxed handmade leather shoes, which are dark purple, bright red, sky blue, and yellow with gradient green; two crocodile belts hang on the shelf, and a belt buckle is A huge golden eagle's head, the other is a bright silver tiger's head; eight or nine pieces of clothing are hung in the transparent dust bag on the hanger, including a snow-white tweed coat embroidered with gold thread, emerald green satin and velvet dress, dark red Cashmere cloak with sheepskin trim, dark blue suede stitching jacket with golden yellow trim - the most domineering is a purple crocodile leather jacket with fur collar, no need to look at the brand, gem-like crocodile skin luster and shiny fur have already Worth a thousand words, just one word: expensive.

Whichever one you wear will be the most beautiful boy in Jinhai.

"What do you think of my 19th, [-]th, [-]th, and [-]th birthday gifts?" Bu Chonghua asked through his teeth.

Wu Yu only found out today that when people suppressed their laughter to the extreme, their voice was trembling: "Who... who sent you, Song... Song Ping?"

"No," Bu Chonghua gritted his teeth, "my cousin."

"Your guess just now is legally called a crime of defamation." Half an hour later, Bu Chonghua sat on the passenger seat and rubbed his temples vigorously: "It's too insulting. Bureau Song can sue you if he finds out."

Wu Yu asked with a cigarette between his fingers, "Actually, in the eyes of your cousin, you are just a little princess, right?"

The congestion on the streets of Jinhai on Sunday afternoon was as usual, with jeeps stopping and going with the traffic flow, horns and complaints outside the windows one after another.Bu Chonghua rubbed his forehead with one hand, sighed and said, "No, the dresses he gave to his cousins ​​are all little princesses... Indian, Middle Eastern, Nepalese and Arabian princesses. As for all cousins' birthday gifts, they are all in this style, just I'm very unlucky."

"why?"

"Because only my birthday is in December," Bu Chonghua said coldly, "everyone will pass on the presents they received to me."

Wu Yu laughed so hard that he almost choked on the smoke.

"...I loved fighting since I was a child. When he was about six or seven years old, he made a sword by himself, covered the blade with bright foil, and took it to the street to fight with elementary school students. He claimed to be Saint Seiya. Before the age of 16, he had entered countless swords. At the police station, they criticized education at first, but later the police got impatient and handcuffed him to the radiator. Later, the grassroots police force was insufficient and no one was watching him, so the director of the police station took him out to see the dead body — It’s said that after watching it, he was scared and honest for about half a month. After half a month, he returned to his old ways and continued to go out to fight in the rivers and lakes with a sword. I am not married at the age of 30, and I firmly believe that the two-meter-long legs of the Internet celebrity P are real. I also bet with people on the Internet. In the end, they were dispatched to investigate in the bureau and explained to him many times with the technical restoration map. I don’t believe it. In fact, I persuaded him about this kind of thing when I was in high school, but he can’t be persuaded. I always knew that when he was a child, he fought me eighteen times over the question of who is better, Seiya or Ikki. She also tried to attack me after buying baby geese from the vegetable market and raising them.”

The jeep turned its head in the sun, finally got out of the most congested road, and drove all the way to the gate of the Nancheng Branch.Bu Chonghua heaved a long sigh, but Wu Yu found it very interesting: "Who is stronger, Seiya or Ikki?"

"..."

Bu Chonghua didn't say a word, rubbed his face vigorously with the hand propped on his forehead for a long while, and said:

"I still think it's Ikki."

Five seconds later, Bu Chonghua snatched the cigarette butt from Wu Yu's mouth: "I told you not to smoke while driving!"

"Cough, cough, cough!..." Wu Yu choked while laughing, almost coughing up his lungs.

As soon as he turned the steering wheel, the jeep rushed into the intersection in front of the city bureau, and slid smoothly into the gate; unexpectedly, the corner in front of the criminal investigation detachment building that hadn't been parked for 800 years was not empty, and the Wrangler made an emergency stop— — Bang!

It was still too late, the front of the car scratched the rear of the opponent's car under the action of inertia, the lights of the car were smashed into pieces, Wu Yu and Bu Chonghua were both pulled back by the seat belt at the same time.

"!!"

"Infantry detachment!" Someone in the duty room poked his head out: "Are you all right?"

Wu Yu immediately rushed out of the car door to check the situation, Bu Chonghua exhaled and waved his hand out the car window.

Looking out of the windshield from the perspective of his co-pilot, he could only see the Mercedes-Benz logo on the back of the other party, with a single door and a small rear spoiler. The condition of the car was relatively old.

Bu Chonghua made up his mind, and just as he unbuckled his seat belt and was about to get out of the car, Wu Yu turned his head from the other car's door with a pale face: "...Captain."

Bu Chonghua said, "Calm down, a Mercedes-Benz can still be used in our bureau..."

"It's a Mercedes-Benz McLaren."

Bu Chonghua: "..."

Single door, small rear spoiler, relatively old condition, black exterior and unattractive appearance... Only the awesome air intake and exhaust pipe on the side of the body silently tell its eight-figure net worth.

Wu Yu slowly backed away calmly: "...captain, I suddenly remembered that I forgot to bring my lighter back from Myanmar, I'll go back and get it right away, we will meet again some other day..."

Bu Chonghua suddenly discovered something: "Wait!"

Wu Yu: "?"

The sun shines on the clear "Jian" on the license plate, Jianning!

"Based on the sales volume, you have a one-fifth chance of being saved." Bu Chonghua grabbed Wu Yu by the back of the neck: "Follow me!"

Wu Yu was full of fear, and followed Bu Chonghua through the first floor of the Criminal Investigation Detachment. Before he had time to take the elevator, he quickly walked up the corridor. As soon as he entered the second floor, he saw the door at the end of the corridor open. Liao Gang accompanied a sample A handsome man with a strong aura, nearly 1.9 meters tall, wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt and jeans, came out of the reception room.

"I don't understand you guys. A murder case on a rainy night dragged on for half a month, and you still found it in an underground bank. Why did your detachment leader go? Sleepwalking there every day at work?" The expression on his face turned a blind eye, and his tone was full of undisguised lessons: "—Look, now I have explained everything that needs to be explained to you, and you can always check the rest yourself? If you can close the case, ask your step detachment to sort out the case files and send the clues back to Jianning to me. Don’t fucking forget! Did you hear that?!”

...Who are you?Who are you? !

In Liao Gang's mind, countless muddy horses galloped past, and he managed to squeeze out a more normal tone: "I know Team Yan. But the problem is this, he is very busy in our sub-team, why don't I call an intern when the time comes— "

Before he finished speaking, Bu Chonghua strode across the corridor and grabbed the man's hand.

"Damn it, you are..." The man was turning his face back to talk to Liao Gang, when he suddenly turned his head in a jerk: "Damn it?!"

Bu Chonghua said decisively: "Brother!"

The lightning clicked down, and the man felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Wu Yu cautiously rubbed against the wall, glanced hesitantly at Bu Chonghua, then at the owner of the Mercedes-Benz, and called out meekly for a while: "...Brother."

Liao Gang: "?!"

Liao Gang didn't understand what happened suddenly. Countless question marks popped up all over his head. He looked at Bu Chonghua, Wu Yu, and that man. He felt that the whole world instantly changed into something he didn't recognize. Finally he opened his mouth in amazement, and tentatively said:

"……elder brother??"

The air fell into a deathly silence.

Yan Yan, the head of the Jianning City Criminal Investigation Detachment, looked blank. After a while, he pinched his thigh hard, shivering from the pain.

"...Where are you evildoer, how dare you take my brother's home?!" Yan Yan finally squeezed out the first words after the two brothers had blackmailed each other for several years.