Swallowing the Seas

Bang Bang Bang!Bang Bang Bang!

"Wu Yu!" Bu Chonghua's indistinct voice came from outside the door: "Wu Yu!"

"?" Wu Yu put down the carving knife, and opened the door in three steps at a time: "Your fingers can't be real..." Before he finished speaking, the pleasant and familiar smell came over his face, and Bu Chonghua hugged him forcefully Living.

"Yo, what's going on." Wu Yu was a little surprised, "Did the leader miss me?"

Bu Chonghua pressed his head and came over to kiss him, stuffed him with a full supermarket shopping bag, and then strode towards the bedroom: "It's okay, I just want you to open the door for me."

Wu Yu was caught off guard and received a package full of snacks, cakes, candies, chocolates, custard cakes... couldn't help laughing, took out a lollipop and put it in his mouth, and asked vaguely: "Is this a Christmas present for next year?" ?”

In the cloakroom of the master bedroom, Bu Chonghua locked the black bag in the safe deep in the closet, and said loudly, "Yes!"

His voice was clear and clear, and he seemed to be a little relaxed.

Wu Yu sucked the lollipop from the left side of his mouth to the right side, and from the right side to the left side like a child, and continued to go to the study to engrave letters. Shaoqingbu Chonghua changed his clothes and came out of the master bedroom, and said unexpectedly, "What are you doing?"

——I saw Wu Yu concentrating on fixing his pair of rings on the table with two fingers, and was using a carving knife to carve words on the inside, which was a "step".

Wu Yu's knife skills have indeed reached the point of perfection, the carving knife is not smooth, and the inner circle of the ring is narrow, but the characters with so many strokes of "bu" are horizontal and vertical and even in depth, which looks quite like that ,The last stroke slightly hooked to the edge of the ring, Wu Yu repaired it a little, and asked with a smile: "How is it?"

A trace of itchiness mixed with soreness rushed up his throat, Bu Chonghua looked at him, and couldn't tell what it felt like.

"It doesn't look good?"

"..."

Wu Yu shyly put away the ring: "I heard Sister Meng said that the initials of the husband and wife were engraved on the inner ring of her ring, and I thought I would engrave one when I have one. It doesn't matter if it is ugly, anyway, you can't see it when you wear it... ..."

Bu Chonghua interrupted him softly: "You can carve one for me too."

"What?" Wu Yu was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed - Bu Chonghua was very familiar with his expression, he was hesitant but couldn't refuse directly, so he was a little evasive: "Carve me? The strokes are too Is it too much?"

Bu Chonghua looked directly at him: "You can engrave anything. As long as it is your name."

Wu Yu twirled the carving knife between his fingers, every slight change on his face fell into Bu Chonghua's eyes in those few seconds, and then he looked away and smiled: "That's also... okay , anyway, you have money."

Bu Chonghua suddenly changed color: "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing interesting, just buy another one after it's broken." Wu Yu said casually, leaning over to untie the long chain from Bu Chonghua's neck, and kissed his cold and handsome side face by the way, before sitting down and picking it up. The carving knife, after a few minutes of gesturing, finally made the first stroke, but it was a concave downward arc.

Bu Chonghua's IQ is much higher than that of ordinary people, and he immediately understood what he wanted to engrave.

Sure enough, Wu Yu's second stroke is a convex parabola, the top of which meets the lower arc, and the ends intersect; The stick figure fish.

"Take it," Wu Yu threw the ring back to Bu Chonghua: "In the future, if Song Bureau sees it, you won't come out on the spot. You can say that you have nothing to do and buy a ring to play with, and your childlike innocence is still alive."

He put away the carving knife and walked out, but Bu Chonghua's cold voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Actually, you're just afraid of breaking up in the future, and I'm not willing to throw away such an expensive ring. What if it's found that I can't explain it clearly?"

Wu Yu's footsteps stopped.

"If you're really afraid that others will find out, we shouldn't be together in the first place." Bu Chonghua picked up the phone from the table and shook it mockingly at his back: "Uncle Song, Xu Ju, Liao Gang, Cai Lin, Meng Zhao, Wang Jiuling... everyone is a policeman, and as time goes by, everyone will know the relationship between us, it has nothing to do with the ring, whether you wear it or not is the same."

"..." Wu Yu took a breath, then turned around and replied gently: "I didn't mean that, you misunderstood."

"I misunderstood?"

"Yes."

Bu Chonghua looked at Wu Yu for a long time, and some kind of undercurrent that had been vaguely existing between the two of them tensed up silently, and the air was so quiet that a needle could be heard falling on the ground.After a long time, Wu Yu took out the lollipop from his mouth, went to stand in front of Bu Chonghua, hung his neck with his hands, raised his head slightly and pressed it against the corner of his thin lips, and said softly, "I'm not afraid of being caught." People know, really, you are such an excellent object..."

But Bu Chonghua cut him off sharply and mercilessly: "You are not afraid that you will be known, you are just afraid that I will be known."

The two of them put their lips together, and Wu Yu's bushy eyes twitched.

"But it's useless. You have promised to live with me in this life." Bu Chonghua said coldly, "If I want everyone to know, you can't stop me at all."

Although Bu Chonghua often showed a desire to control before, he was not as sensitive and irritable as he is now, as if a thorn was always stimulating his nerves in an unknown place.Wu Yu looked at his pupils close at hand, and for some reason, a trace of instinctive timidity arose in his heart, and he forced himself to smile a little: "I know, don't be impulsive. How about I help you carve another word? Sample?"

Bu Chonghua stared straight into Wu Yu's eyes, and finally took off the ring after a while, and said, "Okay."

Wu Yu knew that any reaction of his would be seen through by him, so he just smiled and took the ring—that simple white gold ring suddenly seemed to be endowed with a thousand weights, as if every knife was engraved on its owner's official career, The future and even life safety are so heavy that it is almost hard to grasp.

Out of the corner of Wu Yu's eyes, Wu Yu caught sight of Bu Chonghua's sharp gaze, and the tip of the knife subconsciously couldn't go on carving. At this moment, Bu Chonghua's new work phone rang.

"You don't answer the phone?"

Bu Chonghua turned a deaf ear: "What call do you answer on Saturday?"

The mobile phone kept ringing, and hung up automatically after a while, and then the personal mobile phone and the fixed line at home rang at the same time. It seemed that if you didn't answer, I would keep calling. Obviously, something unusual happened to the Jinhai City Bureau things.

Bu Chonghua finally took a deep breath and picked up the fixed line on the desk: "Hello?"

Xu Ju's voice came from the simultaneous ringing of two mobile phones at work and private: "Are you at home?!"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

There was a lot of noise and running on the opposite side, I don’t know what they were whispering, and then Director Xu came back: “Half an hour ago, the Wuqiao Sub-bureau reported a kidnapping case. The hostages were a 34-year-old woman and her three-year-old son. The situation is very serious. urgent……"

"Wuqiao Sub-bureau is not my jurisdiction, so what does it matter to me if it's urgent?"

"What did you say? It's none of your business to say it again?" Xu Ju couldn't believe his ears, and almost didn't growl: "Bu Chonghua! I don't care if you are throwing your temper at the organization if you don't ask for leave or go to work during this period Face, the kidnapped woman's name is Peng Wan! Her son is the only surviving grandson of drug lord Wan Changwen!"

Wu Yu suddenly raised his eyes, and Bu Chonghua's expression changed suddenly at that moment.

"The Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Wuqiao Branch has sent someone to your house. This is just an assisting interview. It is normal to understand the situation. You must not conflict with anyone. I will go to the Wuqiao Branch to find the old man surnamed Hou." thing……"

Ding Dong!Ding Dong!

The doorbell rang along with the sound of footsteps. Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu looked at each other, and they both saw surprise from the bottom of each other's eyes.

"Infantry detachment!" Someone shouted outside the door, "Please open the door, I know you are at home!"

As soon as Wu Yu moved, Bu Chonghua reached out and held him down to signal him to stay in the room, then turned around and went outside to open the door, frowning: "Yang Chengdong?"

Yang Chengdong, the deputy head of the criminal investigation branch of the Wuqiao Public Security Bureau, is 40 years old. He has a round face and round eyes, and speaks in a strong manner. He stepped into the room without saying a word, and waved his hand: "Take it away!"

Bu Chonghua held him up, and said displeasedly, "You're sick again on the big weekend, right? Take off your shoes!"

Yang Chengdong: "..."

Yang Chengdong was furious, and his feet were blocked in front of the polished marble floor tiles behind the entrance: "Bu Chonghua——! Don't play dumb for me! Don't you know what's going on outside? Hurry up and tell us clearly in the game go!"

At the same time in the study room, Wu Yu quickly opened the "Nancheng Detachment Marxism-Leninism Metaphysics Exchange Group to Solve Every Case", which he just joined two days ago, sent a short message, and then closed the WeChat page that exploded in an instant, grabbed Started with Chonghua's power bank charging cable, then turned into the master bedroom cloakroom, grabbed two changes of laundry, and was about to close the closet door when he suddenly caught a glimpse of something.

— There is a safe in the depths of the cascading hangs.

Wu Yu's scope of activities in this home was very limited by himself, and he seemed to be deliberately avoiding leaving too many traces, especially Bu Chonghua's private space, which he did not even touch.He had never opened this closet before, and it was the first time he found a safe in the hidden place. He wondered what would such a boring elite class named Bu lock in the closet?Family heirloom or first love diary?

This was just a flash in his mind, and then Bu Chonghua's voice came from outside: "What does it matter to me that Wan Changwen's grandson is kidnapped?"

"Why is it none of your business?!"

"Is his grandson related to me?"

"Why is it okay?!"

"Is it my seed?"

"Why not... Wait, you bastard, don't talk to me!"

The subordinate timidly interjected: "Mr. Yang, that's not what we said just now. Didn't we say that we will leave after entering the door..."

"Yes! Handcuffed and leave!" Deputy Yang was stunned: "You are the first person to investigate social grievances. If you don't look for you, who will you look for! Hurry up and pack up and follow me back to the bureau!"

Wu Yu quickly walked out of the study room with a sports backpack in his hand. The miscellaneous people at the door didn't expect that there was still someone at Bu Chonghua's house, so they were all stunned.I saw him stepping on Chonghua's shoulder and pulling him behind him, and said in a low voice: "I have already said hello to the detachment. Brother Liao said that Bureau Song will wait for you at the Wuqiao branch with him." Then he turned around and touched him. He gave half a pack of cigarettes to Yang Chengdong and the others with a very good attitude: "I'm sorry, it took me a while to pack up. I'll go with our captain."

"?" Yang Chengdong took the cigarette, looked Wu Yu up and down, and suddenly realized: "Aren't you the one who jumped off the building on the hot search..."

Wu Yu said, "Yes, it's me."

Yang Chengdong nodded with a stern look on his face, probably seeing that Wu Yu's tone was very gentle, and it was not easy to reach out to hit the smiling face, so he could only let out a heavy breath in his nose: "Let's go together!"

Only then did Bu Chonghua wave away the criminal police from the Wuqiao Detachment, and walked out the door by himself. When he passed by the man surnamed Yang, he glanced at the cigarette in his hand, and said softly, "You don't have to be afraid of smoking the cigarette he respects." Life discount."

"??" Yang Chengdong didn't understand what he meant at all, but immediately took out the lighter: "I just smoke, I smoke, maybe I can survive the next time I fall from the eighth floor!"

Bu Chonghua snorted, turned around and pulled Wu Yu up: "Let's go."

"Name?"

"Bu Chonghua."

"Position?"

"One level above you."

Yang Chengdong flicked his pen: "Bu Chonghua, don't give me too much!——"

The subordinates hurriedly got up to stop him: "Forget it, forget it, Brother Yang..."

The Wuqiao branch is not as large as the Nancheng branch, and usually does not have as many cases as the Nancheng detachment, but because of the kidnapping case, people come and go in a hurry at the moment, and the criminal policemen who were arrested to work overtime on the weekend all ran so eager to grow wings .

Wu Yu was standing in the corridor outside the meeting room, his profile was reflected in the glass window, his brows were slightly furrowed, his hands were in his trouser pockets, and his shirt collar was slightly loosened by two buttons; at this moment, the elevator door not far behind him opened , followed by Liao Gang's hasty voice: "Where is the person? Where is the inquiry room? —Hey, that one over there—"

Wu Yu turned around and made a clean gesture for silence.

Liao Gang had never seen Wu Yu tidy up before, even though he was so worried, he couldn't help being stunned at this moment, thinking that this is Xiao Wu?Why didn't you recognize him just now?

Yang Chengdong's impatient voice came from the meeting room: "Yes, I know you don't need to prove your absence, I just ask you to provide assistance to the police as much as possible, how much do you care about Wan Changwen's only grandson, Lianjin?" The No. 18 cubs of the third litter of mice in the corner of the cafeteria of the Hai City Public Security Bureau are all fucking clear..."

"Did the surname Yang have old grudges with the Bu detachment?" Wu Yu asked in a low voice.

Liao Gang stood in front of the window and listened carefully to what was going on inside, and sighed: "Yes, these two are brothers from the same school and the same department, and the one named Yang is three years older than our boss."

This is not surprising, the Criminal Court is known as the Tsinghua University of the police circle, and most of the front-line leaders of the criminal investigation department are from the Criminal Court.

"Back then, Yang Chengdong's brother from the lower berth chased after the little girl from the nursing school next door. The little girl liked Bu Detachment. The Bu Detachment said that I was not interested in talking about love and affection, but my brother from the lower berth did, so he introduced the little girl to his lower berth. I got married. A few years ago, the team surnamed Yang chased after the procuratorate's policewoman. The policeman liked the Bu detachment team. The Bu detachment team said that I didn't want to find a girlfriend, but Director Wang's nephew of our technical team was good, so he introduced the policeman to Director Wang. His nephew, the two also got married last year. Since then, Yang Chengdong has hated the Bu Detachment, and always said that he likes to pick corners and is not a good person." Liao Gang spread his hands and said helplessly: "It is difficult to find a partner in our business, because of this matter You will know after how many blood feuds you have had with your peers."

"..." Wu Yu said, "I don't know."

"You're still young, so it won't be difficult to find a girl in the future, but you have to remember... Fuck! The one named Yang is not going to do anything!"

Liao Gang's complexion changed, and he saw Yang Chengdong in the conference room jumping up like a rabbit with its tail pinched, but fortunately he was hurriedly grabbed by his subordinates: "What time is this Bu, are you still here with me?" You made sarcastic remarks! You were punished when someone followed Peng Wannei’s daughter, did you forget? When Wan Changwen just came back from illegal immigration, you asked people to monitor their house all day long, and you pretended I didn’t know? Why did you go there last night? Can you explain it clearly to me?!..."

"I slept at home last night. If you don't believe me, there's nothing you can do." Bu Chonghua leaned back in his chair with a very calm posture: "Don't be so impatient, Yang Chengdong. If you can't solve the case, you can transfer it to the Nancheng Branch. You are broken, no thanks."

"you--!"

"Fuck!" Seeing that the veins on Yang Chengdong's forehead were about to pop out, Liao Gang saw that the entire meeting room was full of people from the Wuqiao branch office. He immediately pushed the door open and broke into the meeting room. He grabbed him and was about to rush forward. Yang Chengdong: "What are you doing, Lao Yang, calm down!"

The rest of the Wuqiao Detachment quit: "Hey, what are you doing, who let you in?" "Get out! Get out!"

"My mother's questioning process is normal! If you have ghosts in your heart and don't dare to cooperate, just say it!"

"Who has ghosts in his heart? Old Yang, who do you think has ghosts in his heart?!"

……

Just when the noise was about to push and shove, suddenly there was a thunderous voice at the door: "Stop!"

When everyone turned around, it was Song Ping!

"The hostages haven't been found yet, the kidnappers are still extorting money, and the policemen in the room started fighting themselves first!"

Song Ping walked into the conference room, followed by Xu Zuxin from the Nancheng Branch and Hou Sui from the Wuqiao Branch. The faces of the leaders were so gloomy that they could wring out water: "—Get out of here! This case can't be solved, everyone present here today People go out and beat the thunder for me! Get out!"

Yang Chengdong and Liao Gang, the two deputy detachment captains, didn't dare to say anything. You looked at me and I looked at you, and led people out with their tails between their legs in resentment.

Wu Yu stood outside the window with a frown, looking at Bu Chonghua through the glass, and was beaten by Liao Gang who passed behind him, and urged in a low voice, "Go, don't touch the boss."

"What's going on, huh?" Song Ping turned to Bu Chonghua angrily, and asked, "Have you wronged you by cooperating with the questioning? Isn't it a normal process to check the hostage's social relationship and find potential targets for revenge? Tell me what's wrong It's legal, what's not in compliance, who will show me the face if you don't go to work during this time?!"

"Everything is legal and compliant." Bu Chonghua still leaned back in the chair, his tone was calm and indifferent, and he only raised his eyebrows slightly: "So you are also here to accept the questioning, Bureau Song?"

"you……"

"I am a potential target of revenge, and so are you. Both of us have motives for committing crimes, so we should both be locked up in detention facilities. If the hostages are not released, they will not be released for a day. How about it?"

Song Ping was furious: "You!!"

The conference room was terribly quiet for a while, Xu Zuxin and Hou Sui, the two sub-bureau chiefs, dared not speak, only Bu Chonghua's eyes showed a calm sarcasm.

"You can, Bu Chonghua." After a long while, Song Ping finally spit out these words slowly through his teeth, restraining his chest that kept breathing deeply: "If you don't ask for leave, don't go to work and don't cooperate, I think you don't want to be this policeman. It's gone, isn't it?"

The corner of Bu Chonghua's mouth twitched, "It's okay Song Bureau, at worst, I can go home and inherit the family shares left by my mother and I can live. Don't worry about me."

"Bu Chonghua!" Xu Zuxin finally couldn't help it: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"What am I talking nonsense about? This policeman is interesting? He shot and killed cross-border drug traffickers, was caught and interrogated for a long time in a discipline inspection chain, and the daughter and grandson of the drug traffickers were kidnapped, and I was taken to Wuqiao branch for interrogation for a long time. You put me To be a policeman or a prisoner? If you really treat me as a potential anti-social person, give me a clear message and I will leave immediately. It doesn’t take so many tricks, why bother the Fifth Bridge Detachment so much?”

Hou Sui, director of the Wuqiao Branch, had no idea why Bu Chonghua could be enraged to such an extent by a routine question. He felt a scapegoat on the spot, opened his mouth weakly and choked out a single word: "...ah?"

Song Ping roared angrily, "You fucking shut up!"

As expected of an old criminal policeman of more than 30 years, Song Ping's roar seemed to shake the ground a few times, and the half-floor building was instantly silent.

"...You all go out first." After a long silence, Song Ping finally turned his head coldly, and told the stunned Hou Sui and Xu Zuxin: "I'll talk to him alone."

The two bureau chiefs felt that they were wronged more than the other, even Dou E, so they walked out of the meeting room inexplicably and filled with grievances, and closed the door behind them.

There was a soft click, and only Song Ping and Bu Chonghua were left in the meeting room, facing each other.

Song Ping is already old, but his eyes under the layers of wrinkles are still extremely sharp, like a blade tempered by time, gouging straight into Bu Chonghua's face, and even the slightest psychological changes can be seen in his eyes :

"--At least a few of what you just said are sincere, right?"

Bu Chonghua looked back at him without moving, and after a long time, he slowly raised the corners of his mouth little by little.

Song Ping took a deep breath, nodded his head, there was nothing he could do, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his face vigorously, as if he wanted to use this action to get rid of the countless unspeakable feelings in his heart: "OK, OK."

He didn't say clearly what was going on, he just leaned back on the edge of the table slumped, and after a while he exhaled forcefully, raised his head and asked: "I have already shut down the monitoring and surveillance in this room, tell the truth Me, what did you do last night?"

The two seemed to have reached some kind of subtle consensus silently, but outsiders couldn't get a glimpse of it.

Bu Chonghua's attitude became much more normal when no one was around, "I don't know what happened, but I have been at home."

"If someone from the Municipal Party Committee has an essay, can someone prove it for you?"

"Yes, Wu Yu."

Song Ping waved his hand, "I know that the surname Wu lives in your house, so what happens after he sleeps? I mean, is there anyone who can give you a false testimony, such as playing online games in the middle of the night, or playing karaoke videos all night long?" What!"

Bu Chonghua rolled his Adam's apple up and down, with a slightly strange expression on his face.

"..." Song Ping was suspicious: "What do you want to say?"

He saw that Bu Chonghua opened his mouth hesitantly, and suddenly asked: "Is the surveillance in this room really turned off?"

Song Ping said: "Let me tell you the truth, there is no surveillance in this room at all, Yang Chengdong just wants to take this opportunity to beat you up, this annoying thing, and I can completely understand his impulse. What exactly are you trying to say?"

Bu Chonghua seemed very hesitant for a few seconds, finally he raised his eyes to look at Song Ping, and said slowly, "He didn't sleep last night."

"?" Song Ping subconsciously: "Insomnia?"

"No, because we're together."

Song Ping couldn't immediately understand what he meant, but Bu Chonghua finally moved, took out a ring from his trouser pocket, put it on his left ring finger, and said:

"That's what I mean."