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Swallowing the Seas - Chapter 107

Published at 13th of June 2023 05:31:14 PM


Chapter 107

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 The rainstorm finally stopped. The pungent smell of the rubber in the wilderness has long been washed away, but the huge black mark on the road is very clear, and the crooked and mottled telephone poles still silently tell the thrill and tragic moment of the impact. Six cordon lines were pulled within two kilometers. Hundreds of technical investigators from various sub-bureaus rushed back and forth. The scene was filled with a sense of tension and depression.

    "Three two one!" "Get up!"

    Several heavily armed forensic doctors coordinated to "tear" the charred and twisted driver's body from the Humvee, and carefully carried it onto the investigation vehicle.

    Outside the highway guardrail in the distance, Song Ping, Xu Zuxin, Lin Kang, Wang Jiuling, and Liao Gang formed a circle, standing in front of the twisted and overturned frame of the G63. The indescribable cold atmosphere froze everyone's lungs. It took a long time to hear Xu Zuxin's chest burst into two words: "...I fuck."

    Everyone was silent, two seconds later, he finally couldn't restrain the boiling blood, and yelled, "Fuck me!"

    Every inch of the wrinkles on Song Ping’s face was darkened in the early morning light. No one in the room dared to say anything. He didn't even dare to look at his face secretly. They all looked at the dirt under his feet with fear, and it took him a while to hear him unexpectedly. A calm voice sounded: "How was the result of the first wave of search and rescue?"

    From the corner of Wang Jiuling's eyes, he glanced at Lin Kang, and saw that Lin Kang's face was unexpectedly pale, his lips were closed and there was no bloody color, and his pupils stared at G63 motionlessly, and had to withdraw his gaze and reluctantly coughed: "There are many clues back, but... But there has not been a particularly valuable situation. Lin Ke and I have made all preparations for signal tracking. In addition, the surveillance video at both ends of the traffic control office and the municipal bureau have all been in place, and the preliminary filtering must be completed before tonight. In addition, we have also applied for negotiation experts, in case... there are kidnappers holding hostages... request to negotiate with the Municipal Public Security Bureau..."

    That is the worst case.

    The meritorious undercover painter overturned the ship in the gutter of Jinhai City, and he also got on board with a director-level detachment leader. There should be a group of leaders in the local public security system. It would be better to hang himself at the door of the municipal party committee.

    "Who leaked to Bu Chonghua and told him about the port area?!" Xu Ju roared furiously.

    Lin Kang is still in a state of being out of his body. Wang Jiuling feels like he is about to cry: "No...no one. After inspection, it was discovered that Bu Detachment had privately connected the mobile phone signal tracking devices of the two kidnappers Ding Sheng and Deng Le. , He got a perfect score in the electronic information engineering major in college, and he has been on the front line of investigation for so many years..."

    "I'm X fucking!!" Xu Ju was about to commit high blood pressure: "There is fraud in this matter! Absolute fraud! Who can expect that Bu Chonghua will leave the team and act alone?! Who can expect Wu Yu to be there In this car?! Why didn’t you kill them and kidnap them?! It must be Wan Changwen! Report to Lao Tzu to the Public Security Bureau to Quanjinhai. All stations, terminals, airport highways are all—"

    "No, Old Xu." Song Ping said in a low voice, "it should not be Wan Changwen."

    Xu Ju was choked: "Why not..."

    "Wan Changwen, a group of drug lord who absconded from the mainland decades ago, I have dealt with them for many years. They seldom dared to go deep into the hinterland of North China, let alone take criminal police officers in the country as hostages. Not to mention. For Wan Changwen, smuggling out of the country as soon as possible is an urgent need, and if he wants to smuggle, he must be absolutely quiet and low-key. He should now wish to bury himself in the ground to hide, threatening the police is not only for him It's not necessary, and it's a taboo."

    "More importantly, which car Wu Yu is on is random, but Bu Chonghua's car itself is high-profile and conspicuous, which means that the chance of the opponent's target locking on Bu Chonghua is far greater than that of Wu Yu. Rascals should know that kidnapping a policeman of Bu Chonghua’s level definitely does more harm than good—neither is it sufficient to deter the Ministry of Public Security like kidnapping a high-level security officer, nor is it as easy to ignite moral public opinion like kidnapping ordinary police or citizens. Make the police fearful. Let’s punish the kidnappers so much that they believe in the morals of the police? Aren’t we afraid that we will deliberately give in and become “martyrs”?

    Xu Ju was stunned by Song Ping, and it took several seconds to react: "Well, then, according to your statement, why did the other party take them away? Wouldn't it be over?"

    "...I don't know either." Song Ping shook his head and said hoarsely: "I can't help thinking about another possibility."

    "what?"

    There are no outsiders in the surrounding area, and the bottom is above the division level. Several pairs of eyes were facing Song Ping, even Lin Kang looked over with a pale face, not knowing what was thinking in his heart, his pupils were extremely tight, and a faint cold light was flowing.

    "I was thinking," Song Ping raised his head and looked at the blue sky in the early morning, and said softly, "Could it be something he was doing or investigating that was blocking whose way?"

    A gust of wind swept across the plain, across the faces of everyone with different expressions, passed through the fragmented large G carriage, and disappeared far into the wilderness.

    "——Xu Ju! Director Wang!" At this time, Xiaogui forensic doctor ran from afar, out of breath: "The fingerprint of the deceased was found in the Hummer involved, and the database system compared the previous conviction!"

    For a while, everyone was discolored, Song Ping stepped forward quickly, and took the tablet computer in the hands of Xiaogui's forensic doctor: "In 2005, the Daxing County, Laizhou City, Yunnan Province, a drug case?

    Everyone swarmed, and no one noticed Lin Kang's movements suddenly stopped!

    "Yes, it was discovered that drug dealers were transporting opium in a semi-truck across the border and engaged in fierce firefights with border guards. Five people were killed and four escaped. All who escaped were the bodyguard henchman who was escorted by another vehicle behind the drug truck. All the black households on the border have not been found out, but one of the fingerprints extracted and recorded on the spot matched the fingerprint of the Hummer driver, and it must be the same person!"

    Xu Ju was stunned and lost his voice: "It was the drug dealers who escaped that kidnapped them? How could it be possible? It doesn't matter at all?"

    Song Ping turned his head back: "Lin Kang, this case happened in Yundian, you guys, did you...Lin Kang?"

    Everyone looked around, and then Lin Kang suddenly came to his senses: "What?"

    Song Ping's eyesight is so keen, he can see the fleeting shock and unnaturalness in his eyes instantly, squinting his eyes and slowly asking: "Did you remember any clues?"

    clue.

    The two were only half a step apart. Even the slight wrinkles in Song Ping's eyes were clearly visible at this distance. Another more vicissitudes of aging sounded in Lin Kang's ears. It was Feng Ting's solemn command before he left for Jinhai— —

    "Song Ping, you know his origin and identity, but you may not know how powerful he is. From adopting martyrs orphans more than 20 years ago, to climbing step by step for so many years, he has no footprints. Wrong, no one sentence was wrong, no one was allowed to single out the fault or raised an objection, the resume is so perfect that it is rare..."

    "Lin Ke?" Song Ping increased his tone.

    "Oh, 2005." Lin Kang paused, as if thinking about something, frowning and looking at the fingerprints on the tablet: "I just went to Yundian at that time, and I didn't have a deep impression of this... …"

    "--Daxing County Drug Trafficking Case in 2005." The smoke in the office of the Special Situation Group was filled with smoke. Zhang Boming was holding a cloud of smoke in his hand, and knocking his knuckles on the electronic map.

    "In this case, the painter mentioned to us the existence of the dark web for the first time, and it was also the first time we discovered a drug trafficking case involving a dark web platform in China. In this case, more than 180 kilograms of cooked opium were seized, five drug dealers were killed, and they escaped. Four people, and the two sides fired more than 120 rounds of bullets. The cross-border drug trafficking case seems to be small, but for the special situation group, it has a milestone significance."

    The young Lin Kang looked up from behind the computer: "Because that was the first time we found out that the dark web was active in China?"

    "No." Zhang Boming paused and said, "Because that was the first time we discovered that the dark web had established a Chinese e-commerce platform, and its name was Tea Horse Ancient Road."

    ...

    "It's really not clear." Lin Kang looked up at Song Ping, and shook his head as usual: "This kind of drug trafficking has nothing to do with our online investigation, but I agree with Xu Ju's opinion that the same drug dealer sneaked into the mainland to commit the crime. It's unlikely."

    Song Ping looked at him calmly for a moment, nodded, and turned his hand back and stuffed the computer to Xu Zuxin: "It is possible to use people's money to do things for others. There may be black hands behind the scenes. But anyway, it is a major clue. Immediately set up a task force, mobilize police forces from the city, and start investigations along this line!"

    Xu Zuxin got a hoarse throat when he got angry: "Understand!"

    Under the vast sky, police lights flashed like ants, and countless police dogs scattered around the scene of the accident.

    But are the missing Wu Yu and Bu Chonghua still alive? How long can it last?

    Rolling clouds gathered over the city, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.

    "……mom……"

    "Bao," Peng Wan weakly embraced her child, pressed her face to the soft hair on top of the child's head, muttering so hoarse that she could not even hear her: "My treasure, my treasure..."

    Wu Yu felt as if he was lying in the hot and sour water, without a trace of strength all over his body, exhaustion, pain, thirst and hunger disappeared, and he was so numb that he did not feel a trace. The sky light from the wooden slats changes from dark to bright and from bright to dark. The long torment has made everyone lose the concept of time. It is difficult to distinguish whether it is a few hours or a few days. It may even be here. The illusion of staying quiet for a lifetime.

    Peng Wan's patting is already weak and weak: "Don't be afraid of my baby, don't be afraid of my baby..."

    When Bu Chonghua moved, his wrists were suddenly tightened in the next second, and when he looked back, Wu Yu opened his bloodshot eyes, staring straight at him, and looking at him for a long while, shaking his trousers very hard and slightly. Shaking his head, his eyes were filled with silent plea.

    The trouser pocket contained a note handed in by the kidnapper.

    Only the two of them saw the piece of paper. At that time, Peng Wan was struggling like crazy and wanted to look at it, but he was quickly torn into his trouser pocket by Bu Chonghua’s eyes and smart hands. have been in trouser pocket, as if have forgotten its existence.

    ——Yet they all know that there is no.

    The balance of morality and survival only temporarily maintains a delicate balance. The time|bomb is always hanging above their heads, making a ticking countdown sound, getting tighter and tighter, and more and more sinister and paradoxical, like a devil’s grin. Gradually approaching the ear from the darkness.

    Bu Chonghua stared at Wu Yu’s weak eyes for a long time. The distance between the two of them was only a few inches. After a while, he finally leaned over Wu Yu’s messy temple and kissed him gently, and whispered, “I’m just going to see There is no way to get out."

    "..."

    There was a slight invisible smile pattern floating on the corners of Wu Yu's lips covered with dried blood, nodded and let go of his hand.

    In fact, there is nothing to look at. The whole abandoned warehouse has been turned back and forth countless times by them. The middle facing the door is an open space, and the top of the high wall opposite the door is sealed by wooden bars and welded by iron bars. On the window, there is a red-painted drain pipe on the wall next to the window, which runs directly from the roof to the ground; there are more than ten rows of empty iron racks on the left and right sides of the open space, which are packed with floating dust, and don’t know that they have been vacant. How long has it been.

    The entire warehouse covers an area of ​​more than 300 square meters. Except for the double-enclosed metal doors inside and outside, there are solid walls on all sides with no gaps. The ventilation pipe is only more than ten centimeters wide, and the drainage pipe is only thick enough to drill a mouse.

    Bu Chonghua touched the black moldy wall for countless times. At the end of despair, only a numb calmness remained. He was about to stand up on the iron frame by his side, and suddenly a smell of sweetness hit his throat: "—— Ahem! Ahem! Ahem..."

    A stream of blood wrung up from the internal organs, as if even the chest cavity was shaking into pieces of meat and spurting out of his throat, but his fingers were tightly covering his mouth, he did not dare to cough too loudly, did not dare to make something that Wu Yu could hear in the distance The movement is quiet, just feel the heat sprayed on the palm of the hand drop to the ground with the palm prints, exuding sticky blood.

    "...Huh...huh..."

    I don’t know how long it took, but Bu Chonghua panted and stopped his cough. He turned black before his eyes turned around. He half-kneeled on the ground for several minutes before he stood up with the wall tiles and walked out of the rows of empty iron frames. Without looking at the mother and son by the drain pipe, he moved to the open wall beside the door.

    Wu Yu curled up on the ground drowsily, his physical function and mental consciousness were already on the verge of his limit, but he felt the footsteps of Bu Chonghua, and he opened his eyes laboriously and looked up at him: "You..."

    "I'm fine." Bu Chonghua said hoarsely, sitting down and leaning against him: "Just a little thirsty, don't worry."

    Wu Yu nodded, then murmured after a while: "...Can you give me a hug?"

    A sorrow that was more painful than before went straight to his throat, along his nose and up to his eye sockets, but Bu Chonghua couldn't make a sound. He reached out and hugged the familiar, thin and hot body in his arms, let Wu Yu rest his head on his shoulders, and put his chin on top of Wu Yu's head.

    They used to cuddled up with each other every night and read. The bed was spacious and clean, the lights were warm and dim, and there were all kinds of sugar, desserts, and fruit cut into pieces with toothpicks that Wu Yu liked. He forced Wu Yu to eat these snacks. Be sure to brush your teeth again before going to bed, sometimes carrying Wu Yu into the bathroom, and then put the toothbrush in his mouth. 999 novel first published www.999xs.com m.999xs.com

    But now he can't do anything, he can only do his best to hug the person in his arms tightly, so that Wu Yu can feel a slight peace of mind in the pain of high fever and internal bleeding.

    "Bu Chonghua..."

    "Shhh," Bu Chonghua suppressed the sore throat spasm, "Don't move, you may have some intracranial bleeding."

    But Wu Yu was very insistent, even though it was so light that only his voice remained: "No, listen to me, while I can still speak."

    "..."

    "When I was young, I used to think about how I might die in the future. I have seen girls dragged out and buried alive, people tied to wood and burned to death, and Shan State troops were wiped out by drug dealers. They all died It's miserable. No one was crying when he died, and no one died in the arms of his family."

    "But I can," he said softly, "because I have you."

    Bu Chonghua sighed, "Stop talking..."

    "I don't care about the completeness of the skin after death. I just want you to live." Wu Yu closed his eyes and seemed to want to laugh shortly, but the arc was very subtle and disappeared: "I want you to hold on for a few more days, I I want you all to wait until rescue comes, no matter what happens later...I love you."

    "I told you to stop talking!" Bu Chonghua shouted hoarsely.

    Wu Yu said: "I love you."

    He twisted his face with all his strength, and his cold, cracked lips swept across Bu Chonghua's cheek. That was the last kiss.

    Bu Chonghua hugged him tightly, buried his face between his neck, trembling with his teeth. He wants to say that I love you too, and always will be, but at this moment he can't say anything; he has never realized so clearly that all of this in front of him is caused by himself, if he hadn't opened it on a rainy night On that unmanned highway, if he hadn't let Wu Yu get on his car out of selfishness, or even if earlier, he hadn't crossed the Thunder Pond and forced Wu Yu into his world...

    So everything now may be different.

    "We will definitely wait for the rescue and hold on for a while, at most...Wu Yu?"

    Bu Chonghua's pupils expanded rapidly, and his hoarse murmur suddenly changed: "Wake up, don't sleep, Wu Yu!"

    ——Wu Yu's whole body was hot in the dim, weakly leaning back in his arms, his eyes closed silently, and a puff of blood poured out of his nose!

    The extreme blood was reflected in the depths of Bu Chonghua's pupils, as if announcing the end of the last countdown, the bomb in the sky was detonated, and the heavy balance was crushed to one end!

    Bu Chonghua couldn't stop shaking his hands, panting and raising his head, meeting Peng Wan's horrified eyes not far away.





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