Swallowing the Seas

A cluster of car lights were on in the parking lot in the distance. Bu Chonghua should have unlocked the car.

Wu Yu's pupils tightened slightly: "What are you doing here?"

"I……"

"How long are you going to monitor me?"

Lin Hao sighed, leaned his upper body forward, and looked at him seriously: "There is no one else today, I want to see you by myself. I will return to Yundian the day after tomorrow, so you can't cooperate, let me go against my will but Can you barely fill in an 'excellent' on the report?"

The headlights of cars in the distance approached slowly, and the corners of Wu Yu's eyes shone slightly under the thick eyelashes.

Lin Hao's smile deepened, he leaned over the passenger seat, and gently pulled him back: "Get in the car!"

Just as Bu Chonghua turned on the lights, the phone buzzed and vibrated. It was a new message from Wu Yu:

[Friends come to pick them up, let's go first. 】

friend?

He looked back suspiciously at the hospital building. A black Audi car was turning on its lights. It turned around and drove towards the colorful urban night in the distance, and soon disappeared on the busy street.

"..." I don't know why Bu Chonghua has a weird feeling. He has often been in and out of various scenes since he was a few years old. This kind of unreasonable intuition is often unclear even to himself.

His sharp brows frowned slightly, and he clicked on the message after a while, and replied with three words——

【understood. 】

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The screen turned on and off, Lin Hao looked away and smiled, "Your phone is too old, change to a smart one."

Wu Yu put down the phone: "No need."

"Don't you feel slow when surfing the Internet?"

"I don't surf the Internet."

Lin Hao was slightly stunned, but immediately realized: "I'm sorry, my brain is short-circuited, it's really..."

Wu Yu said, "It's fine."

His quiet and alienated attitude is like a transparent wall, isolating him from the bustling modern society, outsiders can neither peep into nor take advantage of.Lin Hao glanced at him from the rearview mirror, and the colorful neon lights reflected on his face through the car window, outlining a handsome and clear but very hard and sharp arc on the side profile.

"How about the Nancheng detachment?" Lin Hao asked softly.

"good."

"I heard that you have a normal relationship with that Bu Chonghua?"

"You're pretty well informed."

Lin Hao sighed: "I must ensure your safety. This is not only a mission, but also my personal wish. So if you are always on guard, I will occasionally feel a little..."

But Wu Yu interrupted him suddenly: "You just want to make sure that I am not psychologically unbalanced, have post-traumatic stress disorder, and mutate into an anti-social criminal."

The carriage suddenly fell silent, and Lin Hao grasped a certain point keenly: "PTSD? Who did you learn this word from?"

Wu Yu's already thin lips became even more straight.

"It doesn't matter, you can think whatever you want." Lin Hao withdrew his gaze, and his tone was unexpectedly cold: "But I have told you many times, no matter what 'they' think, my attitude will not change , I just want to make sure you're safe."

Wu Yu didn't say anything.

Audi is bathed in feasting lights, and walks through the bustling city center. The cool breeze of the early summer night is accompanied by noisy voices such as talking, laughing, hawking, and flirting.

Neither of them spoke, Wu Yu leaned against the car window, the shadow cast by the neck bone winding all the way, silently tucked into the collar of the whitewashed old T-shirt.

After a long time, Lin Hao turned his head and sighed: "You really don't want to go back to Yundian to work? Or is it okay not to work?"

Lin Hao's appearance is easy to attract the opposite sex, and this lowered posture is even more exciting, but Wu Yu didn't look at him: "The north is very good."

Lin Hao sighed deeply, stopped persuading, and finally said abruptly after a while: "The Nancheng branch is actually not bad. ——The Nancheng detachment has the best configuration of the public security system in Jinhai City, welfare benefits, police services Security and resource policies are among the best in North China, as long as you have a good relationship with Bu Chonghua, life will not be so difficult."

When he mentioned Bu Chonghua, Wu Yu glanced lightly from the corner of his eye, meeting Lin Hao's gaze.

"Did you learn that word from him?" Lin Hao understood.

Wu Yu was noncommittal.

Lin Hao seemed to want to ask something, took a breath and held back, and changed the subject: "—Bu Chonghua, I met him back then, he was a classmate of my same year in a different department. He was in the school He's very famous, so I've heard of some things. You probably sense that he has some background, don't you?"

This is for sure, who without a background can climb to the top level at such a young age, and still say one thing at the Nancheng branch, and even give Xu a three-point face?

The police academy produces so many masters and doctorates every year, but not everyone's official career can be so smooth.

"His parents were both policemen. It is said that he died when he was very young. He is a double martyr. Song Ping, the current police chief of Jinhai City, was an ordinary policeman back then. He had a lifelong friendship with his family. He adopted the orphan of a comrade-in-arms. Later, Song Ping was promoted in his official career. He originally wanted to train him to do something else, but he insisted on reporting to the police academy. So now other detachments go to the city bureau to ask for resources. If the Nancheng Detachment hadn't had such a martyr orphan with a strong root, it would be impossible for various resources to be tilted like this."

Wu Yu was a little surprised, and it took him a long time to say "Oh".

"So if you can avoid conflict with him, try not to conflict with him. It's not that everyone has to be divided into high and low, the main reason is that it is unnecessary. After all, you are alone in Jinhai. Even if I want to, I can't take care of you all the time. -"

Lin Hao suddenly stopped abruptly. The car twisted and turned in the unique narrow alleys of Jinhai City, dodged around, and finally scraped out of the path against the wall, and stopped in front of the old-fashioned residential buildings in the community.

Lin Hao stopped the car and turned off the engine, then smiled and asked in a low voice, "You don't find it strange when I said that just now, do you?"

Wu Yu lowered his head and unbuttoned his seat belt: "No."

——He didn't care about other people's hints, and no temptation could slightly touch the safe, transparent, and cold wall he erected for himself.

Lin Hao sighed helplessly.

"Then I'm leaving. I will fly back to Yundian at [-] o'clock the night after tomorrow. The next time I come is probably at the end of the year. If you need anything during this period, you can contact me, or you can contact Feng Ting—preferably me, it will be more convenient to carry out. "

Wu Yu simply dropped the words and knew the three words. Just as he got out of the car door, someone grabbed his wrist from behind: "Wu Yu!"

Lin Hao stared at his back, his palms were dry and hot, "I really like you, this kind of appreciation and affection has been there a long time ago, maybe earlier than you think. Next time we meet, why don't we go together Go out for a drink!"

The surroundings are very quiet, the cicadas have stopped singing in the distance, only the rustling of moths hitting the street lamps, and the little flowers scattered in the grass swaying in the evening wind.

Wu Yu finally turned around and said slowly, "A person like you must have a lot of girlfriends."

Lin Hao suddenly choked on his saliva, coughed and laughed loudly, then squeezed Wu Yu's hand hard, and even leaned over half of his body, looking at him burningly in the dark: "You are wrong!" No, I don't have a girlfriend—I'm too high-sighted!"

Wu Yu raised his eyebrows and stared at him without saying a word, Lin Hao laughed and let go, the Audi lights turned on, and gradually disappeared into the night.

Wu Yu didn't go upstairs immediately, and waited until the red tail light completely disappeared before taking a look around.The shadows of the trees rustled in the night wind, and there were no traces of stalking. Those eyes that were supposed to be protective but full of suspicion and precaution disappeared, which should be the reason Lin Hao had ordered in advance.

He took out his cell phone and checked the time, it was just after nine o'clock.

The latest unclicked message is still in the prompt bar, and it's from Bu Chonghua—— [Got it. 】

"...both parents are policemen, it is said that he died when he was very young, a double martyr..."

"I wanted to train him to do something else, but he insisted on reporting to the police academy..."

Wu Yu's eyes were dim, he clicked on the message, his thumb hung in the air for a moment, as if he wanted to reply something; but after a long time, he suddenly dismissed his idea, shook his head slightly, turned and walked into the dilapidated corridor.

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At [-]:[-], Bu Chonghua checked his phone again before opening the door.

That last message he sent went unanswered.

He disconnected his cell phone, opened the door of the house, changed his shoes at the entrance, and said without looking back, "I'm back!"

The well-decorated living room was empty, the chandelier sprinkled on the marble floor, reflecting bright light, and no one answered.

Bu Chonghua hung up the keys, went to the kitchen to put the leftovers and quick-frozen food in the refrigerator into the microwave, then took off his clothes and went to the bathroom.The sound of water was accompanied by steam, and a tall and healthy figure was vaguely reflected on the frosted glass. After a while, he casually wrapped a bath towel around his waist, wiped his wet hair and pushed the door out.

Dinner is already hot.Bu Chonghua sat on the high stool at the kitchen bar, eating with one hand, and answering work emails with the domestic machine issued by the city bureau in the other, dealing with some trivial personnel issues, browsing through the final report of the last quarter and correcting the words and sentences, Send it to Liao Gang and let him prepare to send it to the General Affairs Office tomorrow.Then he drank the last sip of soup, put away the dishes and washed them, went to the study and turned on the computer, and began to read the latest public cases and study materials issued by the Criminal Investigation Bureau.

11: 30.

Time to sleep.

Bu Chonghua sat on the bed, charged his phone, and turned off the bedside lamp.With a soft bang, the bedroom fell into darkness, only the bustling lights from the street in the distance faintly penetrated into the room through the gap in the curtains, leaving sparkling shadows on the ceiling.

The glass photo frame on the bedside table reflected the blurred light, and Bu Chonghua focused his eyes on it, and he reached out to take it after a while, when the bold voice of the police station from the daytime police station suddenly sounded in his ear:

"Then this He Xingxing is crazy now?"

"This kid doesn't look like such a weak person. The murderer didn't hurt him. Just seeing the murder process can scare him crazy?"

……

In the darkness, Bu Chonghua's side face showed an extremely cold and hard outline, he closed his eyes for a while, and the muscles of his shoulders and back were raised due to excessive tension——

Don't think about it, he told himself.

Don't think, don't think, let it go, let it go—

"Who is it? Say or not?!"

"Will the fuck tell me?!"

Beatings, yelling, punching and kicking, and the crackling of burning fire mixed together.The bright blade reflected the cold light in the smoke, piercing into the flesh with a puff, splashing blood and minced meat on the wall together.

No one noticed the child's red eyes peeking out from the closet, shaking violently with tears, but all the whimpering was stifled back by a hand covering his mouth.

"...Dad...Mom...Mom...Mmm!"

The hand suddenly exerted force, and the flesh of the palm was squeezed into the gap between the child's teeth, and he didn't care at all that the trembling teeth were deeply cut into the flesh and blood.

Cursing voices came from outside the closet: "These two guys are still fucking tough, they won't cry when they don't see the coffin, do they? Do you want to force me to show you two?"

"I'll give you one last chance, who is the informant?"

"I'm asking you a question! Who the hell is that 'painter'!"

Speak Daddy, Speak Mama, please speak quickly, please end this soon—

But God didn't hear the child's heart-piercing pleading, and the gangster outside the closet finally lost his last patience: "What the hell do we do now?"

"Kill that girl!"

--No! !

The child rushed forward like crazy, but all the twists and turns were firmly restrained by the hands behind him. In the chaos, he only heard a bang gunshot, and then everything was silent. Face slowly fell to the ground.

"..."

The child's pupils trembled, his brain was blank, and his teeth were filled with blood.

It seemed like a long time in just a few seconds, before he dully heard scolding voices coming from outside: "...Did you see it? Do you still talk about it now? If you don't talk about your wife, it will be your fate!"

"Shut up, listen," someone whispered in his ear in the dark, "The police are here."

At this time, there was a faint movement in the middle of the night in the distance, and it was getting closer and closer—it was a police siren!

The police car is coming!

"Fuck! The note is here!" "Someone tipped off the news?!" "How is it possible! Go!"

There was a panic outside, cursing and complaining about the messy footsteps, and then someone asked viciously: "What about this man, old rules?"

The child's heart was filled with coldness for an instant, and the next second he heard - "Kill, hurry up!"

No!dad!dad! !don't want--! !

boom!

At the same time as the gunshot sounded, those hands suddenly strangled him back, barely stopping his frantic struggle like a trapped animal!

The strength that was about to die was not like that of a nine-year-old child, but at this moment, the shackles coming from behind were stronger and more determined, and even locked up any part of the child that could exert force with his whole body, killing him to death. In the corner of the cramped closet.

The hysterical howling was forced to swallow deep in the throat, only the sweet and sticky between the teeth was that person's blood.

But at that time, he didn't notice that he had bitten the palm until it was bloody, the blood pooled to his chin in the darkness, mixed with the tears, and hit the scalding pit of the neck drop by drop.

Splash—the sound of splashing water came from outside the house.

wow-

The peculiar smell came into this small space from the gap, it was gasoline!

At this time, it was too late to react, the criminals had already prepared, and waved their hands to light the fire!

With a bang, thick smoke rose everywhere, and flames roared into the night sky.The child only felt himself being picked up by those powerful hands, and then he heard the person yelling at him, the sound was like a thunderclap ringing in his ears—at this moment, he couldn't care whether he would be discovered: "I counted To three! Run with me!"

"Dad, dad, mom..."

With a loud slap, the child was instantly stunned, and then woke up by the shocking roar:

"run!!"

After a few loud bangs, the child only felt that he was being led by someone and smashed through the wardrobe door.The house was already shrouded in thick smoke, and he didn't even have time to feel whether he had stepped on the corpses of his parents who couldn't rest in peace. He was staggered out of the gate, passed through the burning threshold and the front yard, and rushed into the night like crazy.

"Fuck! There are people there!"

"It's kids... damn it! Two kids!"

"Catch them!"

The child doesn't remember running so fast before, black smoke, flames, wind, panting, mixed into broken memories whistling past his ears, he only remembers being held tightly by that hand, or dragged , galloping on rugged mountain roads and muddy grasslands.The passage of time suddenly became very fast and very slow, hot fragments whizzed past my ears, and the grass blades at my feet splashed mud—it was actually shrapnel.

But at that time, he couldn't feel anything, his mind was completely blank, not even fear or sadness.

thump!

They stepped on the ground, turned around in an instant, rolled down the slope in chaos, and crashed into the bushes!

The severe pain made the child's eyes go black, and the first reaction was that the bone in the chest was broken, and even a little force caused a sharp pain.In fear, he heard the siren getting closer, and red and blue interlaced lights flashed at the end of the mountain road—but he couldn't stand up, even if he gritted his teeth, he couldn't move.

"……over there……"

"You can't let them run to find a note..."

"Search, search quickly!"

I was done, the child had never felt so clearly.

I'm going to be caught up, I'm going to be killed by them, go over there and reunite with Mom and Dad——

Crash!The man gritted his teeth and pulled him up. With this movement, the dense bush branches slammed their faces and bodies. In the dimness, he saw the other party staring at him: "Can you still run?!"

The child trembled and shook his head, trying to wipe away the tears that flowed more and more, trying to see who the person who was desperately trying to save himself was.

But too dark.

Even with the red and blue police lights in the distance, he could only vaguely feel that the opponent's outline was very thin—it turned out to be a half-grown boy, perhaps not two years older than himself, with bleeding from the forehead and brow bones, and bright eyes It was scary, and there was a cold light shining in the night.

"...Are we going to die?" The child looked at him desperately: "What to do, we are going to die, we—"

The incoherent whimper was covered by one hand, the boy stood up panting, and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to live."

"……no no……"

"Live to take revenge."

The child trembled and froze.

The young man wiped his cheek vigorously with his palm.It was a resolute farewell, because immediately after he saw the young man jumping out of the pit, like a cub battered with scars and fighting to the death, with huge explosive power hidden in his thin limbs, he rushed towards the direction the criminals were chasing like lightning !

"there!"

"found it!"

"Hurry up!!"

The noise of people, footsteps, and gunshots mixed together, and they quickly moved to the depths of the woods, while the sirens on the mountain road behind them sounded quickly, and the police finally arrived.

……

The child leaned against the back of the rock, the gurgling blood continuously took away the body temperature, and pulled his sanity into the abyss.The last fragment of consciousness was that half of his cheek was hot, and before he passed out, he thought it was his weak, worthless tears.

But then he remembered that it was blood.

It came from the boy's firm and bloody palm.

Bu Chonghua's memory was lost for a long time afterwards, and the doctor said it was due to too much stimulation and a head injury.He lived in the hospital for a long time. At first, he just lay down, unable to speak or respond, staring blankly at the ceiling with his eyes open, like a muddled marionette.As long as the members of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and the public security system can count their names, they lined up and took turns to walk around the hospital bed, crying, mourning, condolences and praise, and taking pictures for a show... In just a few months, it seemed After experiencing all the absurd and sad dramas in the world, it wasn't until more than half a year later that this nine-year-old child, who was helpless after several psychiatric consultations, gradually began to have a weak reaction to the outside world.

One day, the nurse's hand slipped during the IV drip, and blood suddenly came out from the needle.The intern nurse was frantically looking for cotton balls, when suddenly the child moved his lips and made an extremely weak and hoarse voice:

"...Did he survive?"

"what?"

"Did he survive?"

At first everyone thought he was asking his parents, but no one dared to answer.

But in fact he is not.He already knew the answer about his parents.

Song Ping, the later deputy mayor and director of the Public Security Bureau of Jinhai City, was still an ordinary criminal policeman at the time, and it was not until a long time later that he had the opportunity to tell him the answer to this question-"I don't know, I can't find out who the child is, but he survived." The chances of that should be high."

"……why?"

"The third body was not found at the scene, the house has been completely burned, and only two were identified in the ruins—"

Song Ping's voice stopped abruptly, and he spoke again with a forcibly suppressed hoarseness: "That group of people will be uprooted by the police soon, and the law and justice will avenge you. Chonghua, you have to let go of many things in life to continue Go ahead, no matter what happens, your parents hope you are safe."

Everyone wants him to be safe, and no one wants him to inherit his father's career.But Bu Chonghua knew that from that bloody late night, his life was doomed to go in only one direction, to enter higher education, to take the public examination, to become a criminal policeman... There is no other destination.

And the other side of life that was suddenly shattered was forever frozen in the cold photo frame beside the bed.

"...Good night," Bu Chonghua said in a low voice.

He gently put the photo frame back on the head of the bed, the family of three laughing at the ninth birthday party quietly stared at the void, and the bedroom sank into the long and quiet night.