Swallowing the Seas

"Wu Yu!" Bu Chonghua stood by the door of the guest bedroom on the second floor, holding Wu Yu's belongings full of suitcases in one hand and a few T-shirts in the other and shouted downstairs: "Your broken ones I'll throw it away for you!"

"...Do you remember this person, Huang Peng, who played basketball with us back then, was not guaranteed to enter in the evening, and he was able to greed so much money when he was engaged in criminal investigation... And this, Wang Xinou, used to snatch your thermos all the time. If you can’t pass the police physical examination, you’ll be on the ground. When you were arrested two years ago, you were stabbed several times, and now you’ve been transferred to the procuratorate for a preliminary trial..."

Bu Chonghua stomped downstairs and took a look. As expected, two heads were crowded together on the sofa, muttering with a photo frame in his hand, and Wu Yu was still wearing his pair that he only wore when he was reading professional books. Rimless glasses.

"...Professor Yan Zheng," Bu Chonghua folded his arms and said coldly, "May I ask if you plan to review the entire four years of university with Bu Xiaohua in detail?"

"Bu Xiaohua" was caught off guard by being named, and almost choked on her own saliva.

"Yes, Dahua, we old people like to remember bitterness and sweetness so much." Jiang Ting said calmly, "And there is an associate professor, please don't forcefully mention coffee, thank you."

Bu Chonghua thought to himself what is forced coffee, and what is Dahua? A word came out of his mouth.

He breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Wu Yu, his tone seemed unusually calm, but his eyes flashed like a superior leadership inspecting the grassroots: "I'm going back to the bureau later, do you want to stay at home with him or go with me?" work?"

This question can be directly omitted from "staying at home" and "going to work", and simplified into a clear and clear central idea: Do you want him or me?

Wu Yu suddenly got up, without hesitation: "I want you."

Jiang Ting was choked back in his throat before he could utter a word of dissuasion.

Bu Chonghua smiled, turned and went upstairs to get the car keys.Wu Yu turned his head and covered half of his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Today, the bureau will issue field allowances..."

"..." Jiang Ting patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Hurry up and work hard."

After the live video of the shark spread on the dark web overnight, the Ministry immediately arranged a series of investigative measures. At the same time, it strengthened inspections and focused protection inside Jinhai. .What Song Ping meant was that after Wu Yu was discharged from the hospital in two days, he would directly arrange protective residence in the Jinhai Public Security Bureau, but Xu Bureau thought that there were only those who could be thieves for a thousand days, and there were no ones who could guard against thieves for a thousand days. How many years does a camp bed live in?It's not good for your personal life either.

In the end, the two discussed for a long time, and after considering Wu Yu's own opinions, they decided to simply let him move to Bu Chonghua's house. The community is fully monitored and security-intensive, and the protected person's board and lodging expenses are saved.

For this reason, Bureau Xu was quite embarrassed, and took the initiative to talk to Bu Chonghua, assuring that after the analysis of the experts in the ministry, the foreign criminals on the dark net could not catch up with Jin Hailai for the time being, and the possibility of his personal safety being implicated was very small , Let him not be burdened with thoughts, and not feel that the organization does not care about his personal safety.

However, Bu Chonghua said that I am an honorable people's policeman, and even if my personal safety is implicated, I am obliged to do so. The organization must not think that I have any ideological burden. You must know that the life and death of Gou Li's country... Xu Ju was very moved and interrupted over him.

A Wrangler drove into the front of the criminal investigation detachment building from the traffic flow. Bu Chonghua parked the car in his usual place, turned off the engine and put on the handbrake, took out a 50 yuan bill from his wallet, and took it into the arms of the inexplicable Wu Yu: " take it."

"what?"

Bu Chonghua smiled slightly: "Xu Ju said that you moved here and told me not to charge rent, and a daily board and lodging subsidy of 50 yuan will be used for grocery shopping."

Wu Yu immediately accepted the banknote from Shan Ruliu, and promised solemnly: "Alright Captain, I'll go grocery shopping tonight!"

Bu Chonghua hurriedly said no. According to his understanding of the grandson, the "vegetables" bought at home tonight should only be two steamed buns, half a fish with an onion.

Wu Yu's few pieces of rags...a few torn T-shirts and shorts were thrown away mercilessly by Bu Chonghua. He was wearing a brand new white T with a thick and fine texture. Lace-up shoes.He is really the kind of person who can shine from the inside out with just a little tidying up. The uniforms that can be seen everywhere in the police yard look narrow-waisted and long-legged on him. Some people believe.

Bu Chonghua's eyes moved slightly, and his heart felt a little hot, but his skin was a little thinner in broad daylight, so he coughed and looked away.

At this moment, there was only a sound of "Hey", Wu Yu was about to get out of the car, when he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, word of my resignation should have spread that day, how did you explain to them that I came back to work?"

Bu Chonghua said: "Few people know about it, so we explained it inside our detachment."

"How do you explain it?"

"You want to know?"

Wu Yu was a little curious: "Think about it."

"You want me to tell you?"

"Yes I do."

Bu Chonghua: "..."

Wu Yu: "..."

The two looked at each other in the small compartment, Wu Yu was at a loss, Bu Chonghua said nothing; however, if you take a closer look with the magnifying glass of Xiaogui's forensic doctor, you will find that the cold-faced Bu detachment leader is a little bit at the moment. The subtle physiological phenomena of telangiectasia, red blood cell aggregation, and pupillary radiating muscle contraction can be described in a literary way with a hint of secret and reserved hope in the midst of hesitating to speak.

Wu Yu seemed to understand something, a slight smile appeared in his eyes, he glanced out from the car window, then turned around and hooked two fingers on the collar of the elite's shirt, trying to hook himself.

The kiss was short and deep, and as soon as their lips parted, it was not just the capillaries that expanded on Bu Chonghua's face, but the angular vein, angular artery, infraorbital vein, and facial artery all expanded together. Don't overcook and cough several times before calmly saying: "I didn't mean that..."

Wu Yu blushed slightly, and said with a smile, "No one saw it, so hurry up and tell me!"

"It's nothing, I'll just tell them—"

Bang bang bang!

The half-opened car window was photographed several times, and outside the car, Wang Jiuling was bent over, with a happy face: "Oh, Xiao Wu is coming to work! Is your body well? The surname Bu hurried over and was looking for you, Regarding the location analysis results of the last signal exchange between Chen Yuanliang's mobile phone and the base station... Hey? Why are you staring at me like a donkey?"

The air was quiet, only to hear Bu Chonghua's cold eyes, his knuckles cracking!There was a particularly crisp and bright sound.

"Xiao Wu!" "Yo, Xiao Wu is back to work!"

As soon as Wu Yu stepped out of the elevator door, he was greeted ten times warmer than usual in the corridor of the Criminal Investigation Detachment. Colleagues who usually slumped on the sidelines and picked their feet whenever they had no tasks came over to say hello, with words written all over their faces. Feeling heartache and regret that couldn't be concealed, Zhang Xiaoli, who was famous for his low IQ in the whole team, even wanted to use his claws that he had just scratched his feet to pull Wu Yu's hand: "Little Angkor, if you want to be more open, as long as you are fine, other Gains and losses are fate..." Before he finished speaking, the old criminal police slapped his head off and ran away.

... So what exactly did Bu Chonghua tell people? !

Wu Yu was full of suspicions that Dou Di had entered the office. Liao Gang, Cai Lin, and Sister Meng were not there. The only person who could find out the details was Song Hui—this girl was really strong in resisting blows, and she was still practicing in the Criminal Investigation Detachment. I was staying up all night and looked haggard, sitting behind my desk and dozing off little by little with my head on my hands.

Wu Yu thought for a while, saw no one was around, and walked behind her: "Song Hui?"

"..."

"Song Hui!"

Still no response.

Wu Yu leaned down and whispered in her ear, "You're on the trending searches..."

At that moment, Song Hui jumped up as if being stung by a bee, with disheveled hair and a terrified face, she almost knocked her chair down: "What hot search? Why is it on hot search? Dad, listen to my explanation! I was wrong, I didn't mean it I’m going to talk to the Disciplinary Inspection Commission...Little Little Angkor? What’s hot, what’s hot?!”

Wu Yu supported the back of the chair with one hand and covered the corners of his eyebrows with the other, his shoulders trembled slightly.

Song Hui finally woke up, and sat down with a sad face: "Little Angkor, why are you scaring me? Even if you say that the step detachment asked me to move high corpse wax, it is better than saying that I am on the hot search! Hey, you are so fast! Are you out of the hospital?"

"I assure you that you entered the detachment through the back door and won't cause a hot search." Wu Yu put down his hand, with an unfinished smile in his eyes, and asked, "Where did Brother Liao and Cai Lin go?"

"Go out and look through the trash can." Song Hui yawned for a long time: "The location of Chen Yuanliang's murder has not been confirmed, and the team said that they should start with throwing the body first. Ammonium hydrogen phosphate, ammonium nitrate, ammonium chloride..."

"Nitrogen fertilizer production raw materials." Wu Yu interrupted her, "The location of the victim is related to the fertilizer factory?"

"Yes, it is also the same place where the victim's mobile phone exchanged signals with the base station for the last time. There is a fertilizer factory there. So Brother Liao made up several detective teams to go out in shifts to find clues to dumping the body, mainly by digging through trash cans and garbage recycling trucks. Song Hui blinked her eyes and asked, "Little Angkor, are you really okay? You don't need to stay in the hospital for two more months?"

Wu Yu looked around, leaned close to her, covered her with one hand and asked softly, "How did your brother explain my matter to everyone?"

This is the first time Song Hui has seen Wu Yu tidy up so neatly, and also the first time she has gotten so close to him. She saw that crow-wing-like eyelashes covered her pearl-like pupils, and her cheeks couldn't help but feel a little feverish. Flicking his fingers, he murmured: "Yeah... I didn't explain much, little Angkor just look at it, it's all over..."

Wu Yu said: "It's okay, tell me, I can hold on."

"You, you won't do stupid things anymore, will you?" Song Hui looked at him worriedly, but she was also embarrassed to look any further, she blushed and lowered her head: "The step detachment team said that you resigned because you won 500 million yuan in the lottery. I feel that the rest of my life is enough to spend and I won’t come to work.”

"..." Wu Yu asked, "Then why am I here again?"

"Because you were too excited and lost the lottery ticket. When you were disappointed, you couldn't think about it for a while, so you ran to the construction site and jumped off the building, but because of your good skill, you fell from the eighth floor and didn't die. After realizing it, you decided to start all over again, embrace life, and return to Nancheng The sub-office is back... What's wrong with you, little Angkor?!"

Wu Yu firmly pressed his twitching forehead with one hand, took a long breath after a long while, and said, "It's okay, I just think embracing life is good, let you step detachment experience embracing life tonight."

"The last time Chen Yuanliang's mobile phone exchanged signals with the base station was 200 meters east of the intersection of the chemical fertilizer factory and Jinhe Road in the northern suburbs of the city. The time of Chen Yuanliang's death was between 11:30 and 12:30. Combined with the analysis of trace chemical elements on the body bag, various evidences show that the murder scene happened near the fertilizer factory in the suburbs, and the wasteland there is also suitable for the murderer to commit crimes. conditions." Wang Jiuling knocked on the physical and chemical analysis results on the table, and said solemnly: "But the key point is that hundreds of police officers have searched the vicinity for seven days and seven nights, and even the trash cans have been searched, but no traces have been found, to prove that There have been murders or dumpings there."

There were several huge cardboard boxes of physical evidence on the table. The wires, the victim's clothes, and the body bag were numbered one by one and placed in transparent bags. Stacks of technical analysis reports were spread all over the table.

The investigation, physics and chemistry, trace inspection, and forensic medicine each have a lot of work to do, but now they can only sit around the long table and yawn, looking eagerly at Bu Chonghua who is standing by the table and reading the report intently.

"Old Bu?" Wang Jiuling looked over from the gap above the reading glasses and asked, "What's your opinion?"

After a long time, Bu Chonghua finally put down the materials, frowned and said, "I only have one question, why are you going through the trash can?"

Wang Jiuling spread his hands together: "Otherwise? Do you want to turn over the thousands of hectares of wasteland on the outskirts of the city?"

"Solid waste has to go through a garbage transfer vehicle, a secondary transfer station, sorting, shrinking, and re-delivery before finally arriving at the landfill in Beidao Village, Jinhai City. Isn't the murderer afraid of being found dead in any link?"

"Obviously he's not afraid."

"It's not like." Bu Chonghua pondered, "The murderer's code name is 'Sanqi', his real name is Xiang, he is a well-known broker and killer in Taoism, and his criminal record should be very rich. According to Diao Jianfa's account, he probably It was the murderer who killed Nian Xiaoping and Gao Baokang. Even though the two cases of Nian Xiaoping's murder in the heavy rain and Gao Baokang's body being smashed by the oars have a certain coincidence, the murderer's strong anti-reconnaissance ability and his knowledge of the scene cannot be ignored. The cleaning is extremely meticulous. Such a person will not let the corpse be discovered at any time during the transfer process, not because he is afraid, but... This possibility itself means that the matter is out of his control. The desire to control is not acceptable."

"It makes sense." Wang Jiuling propped his chin and pondered, "What if the murderer sent the body to the landfill by himself? Jinhe Road in the northern suburbs is nearly an hour's drive from the landfill in Beidao Village. It's not impossible... Wait, who the hell is driving a car to the landfill in the middle of the night with great fanfare?"

Wang Jiuling refuted himself, and simply asked: "What do you think, Comrade Bu?"

Bu Chonghua exhaled, rubbed his forehead, and said slowly for a long while: "I think you have to consider the mobility of a 70-year-old man. If the murderer asks him out to meet, Chen Yuanliang will not go to Jinhe Road in the middle of the night. Running in Jiaoyeling, he should be able to think that 'Sanqi' is a murderer, and he has a motive to silence himself."

One of Wang Jiuling's great strengths when handling cases is that he is willing to listen to people's persuasion. After thinking about it, he said, "I'm thinking about it too. If an old man like Chen Yuanliang took a taxi to the wilderness in the middle of the night, the driver should be able to remember it, and he wouldn't be completely wrong." I don’t have any impression...then the place where the victim was killed wasn’t Jinhe Road in the northern suburbs, where the cell phone signal and the body bag were all intentionally used to confuse the police?”

——If this is the case, where is the real murder location?

"Let's break up first, and we can't discuss anything if we sit here." Bu Chonghua waved his hand propping his forehead, and everyone stood up one after another as if they were pardoned, "Leave the physical evidence here, and I will look at it myself. Let them bring trace inspection back from Jinhe Road, and stop digging through the trash for now."

The technical detectives sighed and walked out sparsely. Wang Jiuling sighed and patted Bu Chonghua on the shoulder.

Bu Chonghua was the only one left in the room facing the table full of evidence bags. He frowned slightly, his eyes were calm and fixed, and he was thinking about something fast in his mind, when suddenly his phone rang.

Wu Yu: [Where is the leader? 】

"..." The corner of Bu Chonghua's mouth unconsciously raised an angle that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and he replied concisely: [Open a case meeting. 】

He put down his phone, thought for a while but couldn't hold it back, picked it up again and typed word by word: 【Are you coming? 】

However, before clicking send, suddenly the door of the conference room behind him was knocked twice, and then Wu Yu's faint voice sounded: "Leader, you are playing on your mobile phone in a meeting, and I won't report you if you give me fish at night. "

When Bu Chonghua turned his head, he saw Wu Yu leaning his shoulder against the door frame, tilting his head and raising his eyebrows slightly, with a playful look in his eyes.

The smile on the corner of Bu Chonghua's mouth deepened: "Why are you looking for the leader?"

"Come teach the leaders to embrace life," Wu Yu teased.Then he got up and walked to the conference table, looked at the evidence bag full of eyes, and raised his chin casually: "You are..."

Before he could speak, suddenly he was wrapped in a warm and firm embrace from behind, his body was pushed forward against the edge of the table, and the pleasant smell of the rainforest immediately enveloped his whole body from top to bottom.

"No need to teach, I have learned it." Bu Chonghua asked, "And then?"