Swallowing the Seas

"The suspect was holding Officer Wu's ankle tightly with both hands, and Officer Wu was pressing the inside of her knees on both sides of her head and neck. The two were hanging on the bridge railing with only one hand. The situation was already very urgent when I arrived. Yes, Police Officer Wu bears the weight of two people alone, unless he hangs and kicks the suspect away before letting go, or risking his own failure to break free from the suspect's hanging on his ankle, otherwise he must take her with him Climb up. But..."

Bu Chonghua paused, and someone behind the long table asked, "But what?"

There were about twenty people sitting in the interrogation room, but they didn't hear anything except their breathing. The focus of everyone's eyes was on the squad leader sitting across the long table in the middle of the huge room.

Bu Chonghua is dressed in a police uniform, which is rare. He has a light blue shirt, a dark blue uniform jacket and trousers that line his shoulders and legs. , solemn and indifferent.

"But Officer Wu couldn't hold it anymore." He said, "If you look at Officer Wu's injury appraisal report, you will find that he had broken four ribs at that time, and he was able to hang in mid-air only by his extraordinary willpower. After my on-the-spot assessment of all risks, the only way to ensure the safety of Police Officer Wu is to exercise the statutory right to kill, for which I am willing to bear the consequences of being questioned and punished afterwards.”

The leaders at all levels behind the long table discussed in low voice for a while, and there were whispers in the air. Every ambiguous sound might indirectly affect the career of the youngest detachment leader in Jinhai City.

But Bu Chonghua sat very straight, expressionless.

The director in the middle of the long table finally raised his head and asked unhurriedly, "In your eyes, what kind of person is Officer Wu?"

"Wu Yu has the potential to become a criminal investigation expert." Bu Chonghua's answer is very affirmative: "He has absolute reflexes, sophisticated intuition, and keen observation that ordinary people can't match. The entry point of the case is skillful and precise, except for one point."

The other party was refreshed: "What?"

Bu Chonghua didn't respond immediately, as if he had considered it for a few seconds before slowly saying: "I'm not very confident. Maybe it's because I haven't handled enough cases. Maybe it will be over in two years."

This answer was too impeccable, and there was another round of whispering behind the long table, which lasted for a few minutes before it gradually subsided. I saw the director who spoke just now looked directly at Bu Chonghua, and asked slowly:

"Then what is your evaluation of Police Officer Wu's ideological awareness?"

Bu Chonghua was a little surprised: "—Ideological awareness?"

"Yes, is there still room for improvement?"

Bu Zhong didn't seem to understand where the question came from, but the other party looked at him fixedly, and several very penetrating gazes cast over him at this moment.

"I don't know what you mean specifically. Wu Yu is sometimes impulsive, but his pursuit of fairness and reason is very pure and strong." Bu Chonghua thought for a long time before shaking his head: "It is true that there are some people who stare at the abyss for too long It will be difficult to avoid becoming an abyss, but in reality, most people will yearn for light even more because of this, and Wu Yu is such a person."

He paused, and in the silence of the room, he emphasized his tone, "Officer Wu is the person with the strongest sense of justice I have ever met, there is no doubt about that."

Several people behind the long table breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere finally became a little more active.The leading leader stood up, and everyone on the left and right also stood up. Bu Chonghua came forward to shake hands with him.

"Let's stop here today. Thank you for your cooperation, Team Leader. The results of the investigation into the killing of Burmese cross-border drug suspect Ma Yin should be communicated to the Jinhai City Public Security Bureau within a month."

Bu Chonghua's cold and handsome face finally showed a brief but polite smile: "It should. Thank you."

Bu Chonghua left the Disciplinary Inspection Building, and as soon as the phone was turned on, countless messages in the WeChat group rushed out.The message bar at the top of the screen is constantly being refurbished. At first, there are colleagues and subordinates within the Nancheng branch and the detachment, and then old friends and classmates who are moved by the brothers and units. After a few minutes, there is only one person left. Shameless swipe screen—nothing else, it is Cai Lin’s little classmate who survives a catastrophe and has a future (mouth) blessing:

Cai Lin: [Friends, friends, it's time for dinner, how is everyone eating? 】

Cai Lin: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]

Cai Lin: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]

Liao Gang: [Cai Lin, if you send you the Manchu banquet made by your father again, I will kick you out of this group! ! 】

Cai Lin: [! !Brother Liao, I was wrong, let's talk about something else.Ah, the treatment in my ward is really good, thanks to the Bu Detachment team who transferred me to the VIP single room at their own expense, the Bu Detachment Team is my wisest leader, and the Bu Detachment Team is my warmest sun...]

Liao Gang: [@蔡林tells you one thing]

Cai Lin: [The step detachment is the splendid Shandandan in the spring... What's the matter? 】

Liao Gang: [The Bu Detachment blocked us from the first day of the establishment of this group. 】

Liao Gang: [He can't see any messages posted in this group. 】

Cai Lin: […]

Cai Lin: [Friends, let's talk about something else.It's dinner time, how is everyone eating? 】

Cai Lin: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]

Liao Gang: [Cai Lin, if you send you the Manchu banquet made by your father again, I will kick you out of this group! ! 】

……

An indistinct smile flashed across Bu Chonghua's eyes, and he was about to close the "Nancheng Detachment's Marxism-Leninism Metaphysics Exchange Group to Solve Every Case", when suddenly his phone rang——the moment he saw the caller's name on the screen, he calmed down. His expression disappeared from Bu Chonghua's eyes like a tide:

"Hello, Uncle Song?"

Song Ping was on the other end of the call, and he only asked, "How is it?"

"It has already come out. It is said that the investigation results of this incident will be sent to the Jinhai City Bureau within a month."

No one spoke at either end of the line, only the rustling of faint signals.

After a long time, Song Ping's voice finally sounded again, every word was very light and heavy, as if it came from the chest:

"I don't worry about those little things. I worry about another thing. About the thing you sent me last night..."

There were people coming and going in the parking lot downstairs of the Disciplinary Inspection Building. No one noticed that in this car, the captain of the Nancheng Sub-bureau was holding the mobile phone to his ear with one hand and the other hand on the steering wheel; Seeing his drooping eyes and sharp slits reflected in the rearview mirror, he took a long while to let out a deep and thorough breath:

"Yes, I will pay attention to this aspect. But Wu Yu—"

His voice stopped abruptly, and there was silence on the other side of the phone.

Bu Chonghua didn't say anything more.He exhaled that breath, closed his eyes, then hung up the phone and stepped on the accelerator, started the car and drove towards the busy street.

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The big black G turned off the lights and lights in the underground garage of the community. Bu Chonghua didn't get out of the car in a hurry, took out his phone, opened WeChat, and found his only star-marked contact - Wu Yu, and sent a message:

[Come to the underground garage, let me show you something. 】

The screen was blank, and the person on the other side didn't reply immediately, probably because he was sleeping.

It may also be that you are just starting to use WeChat, and you are not used to checking your phone from time to time.

Wu Yu was hospitalized with Bu Chonghua, and the two even slept in the same ward. On the day Bu Chonghua was discharged from the hospital, he also insisted on leaving the hospital under the strong opposition of the doctor.Bu Chonghua can't force him on this point, because Wu Yu's silent dependence on him has been so obvious during this period that even Liao Gang who came to visit the doctor felt something: "Boss, why every The next time I came to talk to you, Xiao Wu watched you out of the ward, can you return the lighter quickly?"

It was impossible for Wu Yu to stay alone in the hospital for several months. He had too many things on his mind, he was depressed and silent, and had nowhere to vent. Bu Chonghua didn't want to let him stay alone for too long.So after saying hello to the Municipal Bureau, he took Wu Yu to his home and sent him back to the hospital for reexamination every three days, and then once a week, until now he went back to see a doctor every half a month, except You still need to rest properly, and there is no serious problem except that you can't do strenuous exercise.

He must have fallen asleep somewhere again, Bu Chonghua thought while looking at the cell phone lying quietly there.

He gave up the idea of ​​asking Wu Yu to come down, and while unbuttoning his uniform, he went to the back seat to get a T-shirt, ready to change into his normal clothes before getting out of the car and going home.But just as he turned around, he suddenly stopped again, another thought that he had never had before suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart, like a hidden and subtle electric current rushing through the nerves of his whole body, making him withdraw his hand in a strange way, and was stunned for a while After that, he fastened the uniform buttons back one by one.

Ding!

The elevator opened for each elevator, Bu Chonghua walked to his door, couldn't help but turned around and looked at the blurred reflection on the elevator door for a moment, then pressed the fingerprint lock, and gently pushed the door open.

"I am back!"

The living room is filled with warm light, a plate of silver cod and a plate of fried cabbage are placed on the dining table, the porcelain white and clean bowls and chopsticks have been set, and the rice cooker in the open kitchen is showing that it is keeping warm.Bu Chonghua's gaze first fell on the big snow-white sofa, and he saw that there was no one in the cushions, but there was a familiar gleam in the study room.

——The piano room.

Bu Chonghua didn't take off his shoes, stepped on the soft and thick carpet in the study room and pushed open the door of the piano room. Sure enough, he saw the thin silhouette leaning on the velvet piano cover, wearing a loose shirt, with a thick book open in his hand, Already asleep.

The wall lamp sprinkled on his slender eyelashes when they were tightly closed, his face was pale and quiet, and the nose cast a circle of light shadows, like a charming dream in the ambiguous light and shadow.

Bu Chonghua's expression changed slightly, and he approached as if preparing to hunt. He lowered his head and looked at Wu Yu for a moment, only to see his spacious collar tilted to his right shoulder due to his sleeping position, and a corner of light black color was faintly exposed from under his slender neck. The tattoo, extending towards the shoulder blade, was blocked by the pure white cloth.

He knew what lay beneath that layer of fabric.Wu Yu's butterfly bones are very obvious, and the tight and thin muscle lines fluctuate with the movements, as if that elegant and neat skeleton will turn into a flying bird at any time, sliding its gorgeous wings to break through the cage.

An indescribable heat burned from the depths of Bu Chonghua's throat, and he leaned over without a sound, and kissed Wu Yu's slightly parted lips.

"..."

Wu Yu woke up in a daze, and said a slight lazy "Huh?" in his throat, and then all the doubts were pushed back deep in the throat, turning into rustling sounds, gradually floating on the dark blue velvet. It formed a continuous piece, piled up several long and deep wrinkles, and pushed the thick book to the ground with a clatter.

"... um... um!"

Wu Yu tried his best to raise his neck to avoid the deeper and deeper kiss, revealing his slender and winding throat, then turned his head and smiled and reached out to pick up the book.But at this moment, Bu Chonghua pressed his palm on his throat, and picked up the book with the other hand. He only looked at the cover, raised his eyebrows and laughed hoarsely: "I know why you fell asleep."

—Carl Jung, The Red Book.

Wu Yu said, "I'm just..." Then his eyes touched Bu Chonghua's whole body, and his voice stopped suddenly.

Bu Chonghua stood in front of him, just looking at him with a half-smile, the eyes under the sword eyebrows flashed with teasing brilliance, then he gently threw the book on the piano cover, and raised his hand at the shoulder of his uniform jacket. Create a wrinkle.

"..." After a while, Wu Yu lowered his eyes, his Adam's apple slipped silently, staring at his Cheng Liang-style leather shoes on the carpet and asked, "Why don't you take off your shoes when you enter the house?"

Bu Chonghua didn't answer but instead asked, "How do I look?"

Wu Yu didn't say anything, her cheeks seemed a little hot and unnatural.

"I'm asking you something, huh?" Bu Chonghua reached out and held up one side of his chin vainly, sticking to the bridge of his nose, "How do I look?"

Wu Yu's eyelashes are much thicker and slender than ordinary people's. Because the eyelids are deep, they are more obvious when they are half-drooped, almost touching the inner side of Bu Chonghua's thumb. After a long time, he turned his gaze to the other side and changed the topic to ask : "Did you go to the discipline inspection meeting today wearing this?"

His voice was slightly hoarse, as if he was gently roasting on a small fire.

"Twenty individuals took turns interrogating me, and it took a month for the results to be released to the Jinhai City Public Security Bureau. During this period, I had to be inspected and supervised at any time, and my mobile phone was kept on 24 hours a day to answer calls. What is the result?"

Wu Yu laughed and asked, "Then you got angry and came home to interrogate me?"

Bu Chonghua asked back: "Is it useful for me to interrogate you?"

He kept clamping Wu Yu's cheeks with his hands, the light blue edge of his shirt was exposed from the cuffs of his uniform, and his strong wrists extended further.Wu Yu finally raised his eyes to look at his pupils that were close at hand, and smiled softly: "It's still useful." Then he reached out and grabbed his hard shirt collar and pulled it closer, kissing him with his head up. The hand that reached his cheek immediately slid to the back of his head and neck.

Wu Yu has received adequate rest and care during this period of time. The previous sharpness and exhaustion of holding his last breath have disappeared, and he even gained two kilograms in weight, looking more youthful.He was sitting on the piano bench, rubbing his soft black and oily hair in the palm of Bu Chonghua's palm, and his whole body eagerly grabbed the kiss upwards, and his shoulders and back bent into a straight bow; Press to the limit little by little, until the back is suspended in the air, and the shoulder blades touch the piano cover, and the long entanglement is temporarily separated.

He just looked up at Bu Chonghua's face from bottom to top, and the higher ceiling submerged in night and halo.Bu Chonghua stared at him motionless, his breathing was hoarse and rapid due to forced self-repression, he suddenly stretched out his hand to loosen his tie without saying a word, turned his head and walked out.

"I'm going to change clothes and eat."

Wu Yu's voice came from behind: "Can you take it off and let me wear it?"

"Why don't you wear your own?"

With the velvet on the piano cover resting on the back of Wu Yu's head, he turned his head in this position, looked at Bu Chonghua's back, and asked with a silent smile, "Then how can you take it off for me to see?"