Swallowing the Seas

"The suspect fell from the eighth floor, his brain was crushed and died on the spot. Xiao Wu found his broken mobile phone in his pocket... In the evening, the technical team restored it. It can be seen that the suspect often made calls with a number ending in 2369. , the last phone call was also made from this number, and there are also a large number of cleared voice chat records..."

Wu Yu seemed to be floating in chaotic warm water, his consciousness was dark and drowsy, and he vaguely heard someone walking and talking back and forth beside him.

But he couldn't wake up, his extremely exhausted spirit seemed to be suppressed, and he couldn't open the thin eyelids.

"Can the chat history be recovered?" Bu Chonghua asked Wang Jiuling standing by the hospital bed.

"Wechat voice is more difficult, while text and pictures are relatively easy." Director Wang glanced outside the ward, approached and said softly: "I have something to tell you, you must be mentally prepared."

"what?"

"The suspect's last message was to take a photo of you standing in the corridor of the ward chatting with someone and send it to 2369."

Bu Chonghua's complexion changed.

But this is not over, Wang Jiuling lowered his voice: "According to the hospital surveillance video, 2 minutes and 16 seconds after this photo was sent, Xiao Wu suddenly appeared in the safe corridor and blocked the suspect. That is to say... "

In other words, Wu Yu may have shot suddenly because he found out that the other party was secretly filming Bu Chonghua!

What else did Wang Jiuling want to say, but Bu Chonghua suddenly stopped him and cast his eyes on the hospital bed.

Wu Yu, who was still in a coma just now, struggled up, his eyes could be clearly seen moving under his eyelids, and his breathing was short and short, which was a typical sign that he was about to wake up.Wang Jiuling let out a hey in surprise, and wanted to hold Wu Yu's hand with a loving face, and wanted to take the opportunity to express the technical team's thirst for talent for the young comrades who are beautiful, kind, and skilled; but he hadn't had time to start his performance , Bu Chonghua involuntarily dragged him away and pushed him to the door of the ward.

"Hey, you donkey face, what are you doing? I don't deserve the right to express welcome...to express condolences to my little comrades?" Director Wang opened the door of the ward: "I even brought two catties of Xinjiang jujubes to visit the sick! Look! Look! Am I white belt?"

Bu Chonghua took away the bag of dates in his hand, and said: "Next time, remember to bring peanuts, longan and melon seeds along with it." Then he slammed the door mercilessly.

Director Wang: "..."

Facing the hard and cold door panel, Director Wang felt new and old grudges in his heart: "You are such a bad boy, you don't even give half a box of braised eggs to the technical team, so you have the nerve to open your mouth and ask me for melon seeds!"

As soon as Bu Chonghua turned around, he saw that Wu Yu had already supported the bed with his elbows, barely sat up, looking at Bu Chonghua with bloodshot eyes, as if to confirm that he really existed in front of his eyes, not just a dream of:

"……you……"

Bu Chonghua supported him firmly: "Don't move."

He leaned Wu Yu on the fluffy and snow-white pillow, removed two tablets of the medicine ordered by the doctor on the bedside, poured a cup of warm water, and handed it to Wu Yu's chapped lips. He was about to feed it, but suddenly Wu Yu Reached out and grabbed it.

"Eat." Bu Chonghua ordered in a low voice, "It's a painkiller."

But Wu Yu didn't move, his eyes were distracted and his mind was dazed. He just grabbed Bu Chonghua's hand with one hand, stared at him blankly, and asked slowly after a long time: "...Are you going to arrest me?"

"what?"

Wu Yu repeated again: "Are you going to arrest me?"

It was already very late, and the orange light of the desk lamp reflected on half of his face. The edge of the medical gauze attached to the forehead was faintly exposed with blood, which contrasted with the unusually black hair, while the complexion was pale with cold, and the corners of the eyes and the brows were tired. A dazed and uncertain look.

This was the first time that Bu Chonghua observed Wu Yu's face so carefully and closely after that desperate kiss in the carriage late that night, and suddenly a ridiculous guess came to his mind—is it him?

This thought was thrown into my heart like sharp shattered ice, and then the whole central nervous system became slightly hot.

Bu Chonghua looked at the eyebrows, eyes and facial features at the moment, trying to find out the details that overlapped with 20 years ago, but it was indeed too long.No matter how hard he tried to search his mind, the messy and broken memories only contained the thin and healthy figure of his back under the moonlight, and the scalding blood smeared on the boy's cheeks when he turned his head for the last time.

Is it you who came back to me again?

However, thousands of miles away, there is a vast sea of ​​people, how could such a coincidence be so coincidental?

"... If you don't take the medicine, I'll take you away." Bu Chonghua leaned closer, his breath almost touching the smooth skin of Wu Yu's cheek, and said coldly: "Catch it and lock you up at home. Can you still jump from the eighth floor?"

Wu Yu whispered, "I won't dance anymore."

After a pause, he said again: "I want to kill him so much, I'm sorry."

Bu Chonghua looked into his red eyes: "Why don't you dare to let the suspect fall into the hands of the police?"

This time Wu Yu didn't say a word.

"Who sent him to kill you?"

"..."

Wu Yu remained silent for a while, Bu Chonghua stretched out his hand to pull back his cold chin, "Wu Yu, you should know that the suspect has already sent my photo to his employer. We are now grasshoppers on the same rope, don't you think I know too much, and the murderer will not take into account that I know too little. If something happens one day, at worst, I will be a fool and accompany you on the road, and you can explain to me slowly when we get underground, okay? ?”

Wu Yu didn't move for a while, and after a long time, he finally bent his legs, put his elbows on his knees, wiped his face with both hands, and inserted his bruised fingers into his hair.

His eyes were closed, and the dried blood that the nurse hadn't wiped off remained on his chin, which vaguely gathered into the deep hollow of his neck along the line of his neck.Because of his naturally light frame, his collarbone is deeply sunken, and the blood cut by the three-edged thorns almost runs across his chest. The doctor said that if he goes up one centimeter, he will hurt the large blood vessels, and he will die in an instant. Unexpected.

He is like a feline animal that has suffered all kinds of injuries in the wild. The scars all over his body have tempered a sharp and thrilling aesthetic feeling from his bones.

"...that person's name is Mayin." Wu Yu made a hoarse voice from between his arms, "It's Thayer's only daughter."

——Thayer, the undercover mission that Wu Yu was almost exposed by Zhang Boming gave up in the Hongshan torture chamber ten years ago; it was also his earliest and most brilliant military exploit in the 13 years of hard work.

Bu Chonghua asked sensitively: "Didn't you say that Thayer's power has been completely wiped out, even Arthur Hodgson has been arrested? Why did his only daughter escape?"

Wu Yu took a deep breath, and the dangling torches in the tunnel, the bloodstains on the ground, and the unbelievable young girl staggering back with a knife stuck in her ribs appeared in front of her eyes.

He rubbed his face from top to bottom, and said, "I don't know, I don't know how she escaped from the collapsed tunnel. It must have been soft at that time."

"Are you getting soft?"

"En." Wu Yu paused before saying, "Maybe he was still young at that time."

Bu Chonghua was a little surprised. He thought that a person like Wu Yu would not be merciless if he was so ruthless, but then he seemed to think of something.

Could it be that something happened between him and that Mayin?

Wu Yu didn't dare to let the suspect fall into the hands of the police, was it because he was afraid that he would reveal this?

Bu Chonghua's tongue was a little indescribable. He knew that with Wu Yu's style of acting, if he couldn't justify one thing, then the inside story behind it must be ten times, a hundred times more suspicious than what he showed. Even to the point of unimaginable.

"The suspect said that 'Sanqi' could not climb Ma Yin, and Ma Yin knew about the human bone helmet, which means that she, Qin Chuan, and the shark should be tied together now." Wu Yu murmured: "But I can't think of anything. Common interests can tie them together, is it just to take the head of the 'painter'?"

painter.

Bu Chonghua took a short breath, and asked for a while, "...Why did you give yourself such an ordinary code name?"

The tone of his words was normal, without any abnormality, and he could not hear the slightest hint of temptation.But at that moment, his eyes were firmly locked on Wu Yu's face, as if he wanted to find clues from that bloody night 20 years ago from that tired and pale face.

But unexpectedly, Wu Yu's reaction was flat and normal: "The code name was created by the special situation team, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Is there any special meaning in that?"

Wu Yu shook his head: "I don't know either. But I heard from Zhang Boming that there was a border undercover 30 years ago who also took the painter as the code name, and finally retired with success, and the ending was very good. So maybe they thought the painter The title itself has a little auspicious omen." Speaking of this, he smiled half teasingly and half self-deprecatingly: "Speaking of this, it may be thanks to this code name that I was able to come back alive."

This was the second time Bu Chonghua heard Zhang Boming's three words from someone's mouth unexpectedly in just 24 hours.

Bu Chonghua has always been calm, sharp, and calm, with a sense of sharp-edged power unique to young superiors.But at this moment in the quiet and private ward, his mind was unusually confused, only looking at Wu Yu, many words were stuck in his throat and he didn't know what to say.

Wu Yu raised his head and looked at him, looking back and forth from his handsome eyebrows, his straight nose and cheeks, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter with you?"

The distance between the two of them was very close. Bu Chonghua sat on the edge of the hospital bed, put his hands in his suit trouser pockets, turned his head and stared at the ground under his feet.When he was thinking, he had a calm air. Wu Yu stared at his wide shoulders, narrow waist, and long, strong legs, which he had cultivated rigorously and self-disciplined for a long time before looking back at the quilt of the hospital bed. I couldn't help but look at him again, this time I happened to meet Bu Chonghua's sudden gaze.

"Wu Yu," he paused for a while before asking in a deep voice, "Do I sometimes remind you of Zhang Boming?"

Although it was a question, his ending sound was straight.

Wu Yu didn't expect him to ask such a question, so he was stunned at the time, and it took several seconds before he shook his head and laughed, probably intending to pretend to be teasing, but when the corners of his lips parted, he revealed his true emotions: "No, No. You are probably the only one who likes me in this world."

Then he seemed to hold back, but he couldn't, and carefully touched the gauze on Bu Chonghua's forehead on the other side:

"And you are much more perfect than him, even if you are disfigured, you still look good. I don't know why you... like me."

The deepest part of Bu Chonghua's heart seemed to be poked hard by something, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Wu Yu's fingers, leaned over and kissed those dry and soft lips.

Wu Yu's upper body was naked, and it was covered with bandages from the neck down, outlining sharp and thin lines.The shadows of his shoulder sockets and collarbone are very obvious under the bedside lamp, his waist is as tight as a whip, and he is bent back by the oncoming force of Bu Chonghua, and the butterfly bones of his shoulder blades are pressed against the head of the bed. There was a creaking shaking sound.

Bu Chonghua had a vast and deep aura like a jungle after the rain, and Wu Yu felt that the smell of blood and rust covered with scars on his body was wrapped up, and he was quickly sinking into an unknown abyss.Bu Chonghua pressed one hand on the bed sheet, and the two of them tightly crossed each other's fingers. The other hand subconsciously hooked the strong muscles on Bu Chonghua's shoulders, and then pressed the back of his neck towards him, as if wanting each other. As if they were inseparable, they responded to the kiss passionately and desperately.

The air was melted inch by inch during the rubbing of lips and tongue, flowing through every inch of the senses in the body, and even flowers bloomed in the bottom of my heart.

Bu Chonghua separated slightly, then grabbed his hand and raised it in front of his eyes, staring at the five fingers with countless overlapping old and new wounds.

Wu Yu's left hand doesn't have anything to do with the adjective "beautiful", the scratches are still oozing blood, the three joints are slightly misaligned, and light blue blood vessels can be seen under the skin.He flinched uncomfortably, but before he could utter a word of resistance, Bu Chonghua put his hand to his lips, and gently kissed the back of his thin hand, his slender fingers, and even the nails that were slightly discolored due to trembling. Did not let go.

It seemed that even the wound didn't hurt so much. The nerves from the fingertips to the whole body were soaked in warm water, which was so comfortable that it made the nasal cavity sore.

Wu Yu looked away and wanted to take his hand away: "It's not good-looking, don't... hiss!"

His words were interrupted by a slight stabbing pain, and it was Bu Chonghua who bit suddenly, leaving a ring of tooth marks on his ring finger, shaking it and saying: "Leave a stab first, although you will forget it later. "

Wu Yu fell silent, sitting in the warm yellow halo in a daze.

"I'm not that perfect, and I'm far inferior to you. I don't know why you fell in love with me, like you suddenly received a very precious gift, and you can't believe it and worry about gains and losses." Bu Chonghua lowered his head and laughed, and then Looking up at Wu Yu, he was still young after all, with unconcealable passion flashing in his eyes, and he said, "Actually, I'm also worried that one day you will disappoint me."

Bu Chonghua was indeed too young. He couldn't imagine why Jiang Ting could win Wu Yu's trust in an instant with just two sentences, nor why a person who had spent half his life exhausted would suddenly be willing to show all his courage. Trying to stay at a very risky fork in the road.

Wu Yu didn't dare to meet his gaze, looking at his tightly held left hand, he felt a little absurd in his heart.

How could I be disappointed in you?

I will never be disappointed in Bu Chonghua.

Bu Chonghua approached slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but at this moment there were hurried footsteps outside the ward door, followed by a knock, and it was Yan Yan: "Bu Chonghua! Open the door! I know you are inside !"

The two of them were stunned at the same time, and then they said more urgently: "Open the door! Hurry up!"

Bu Chonghua frowned, got up and opened the locked door of the ward, and before he could ask a word, he saw Yan Xie throwing a mobile phone in front of him, and said, "Wu Yu is hot on the Internet."

He pointed at Wu Yu, and then at his cell phone, with a very ugly expression on his face: "High-definition, show your face, video."

Bu Chonghua's expression changed drastically, he turned his head and looked at Wu Yu, at the same moment Wu Yu's cell phone rang on the bedside table, it was Lin Hao!

"I'm at the Nancheng branch, and I'll give way to the detachment to come back immediately." Opposite the phone, Lin Hao sat in the brightly lit office, and rows of refreshed text on the webpage were reflected in his eyes: "5 minutes ago, TheAssassinationMarket website list The list suddenly started to be updated, and the dark web issued a new round of rewards for your head."