The hour hand on the wall was gradually pointing to ten o'clock, and the night outside the window was as lacquer as ink, but the entire Nancheng branch was still brightly lit. Clues gathered from the search and rescue front line, and orders were circulated from the task force to all directions. Countless people stayed awake, and chaotic footsteps echoed through the building... but to no avail.
At the time of the incident, the weather and road conditions became the best cover for the kidnappers. The missing persons entered the sea like mud cows and there was no news.
"It's been only a few days since I returned to Jianning. Can my living cousin be kidnapped on the road?!-Last name Song! Who was in front of the gate of my Zeng's house back then? The family ancestor tablet vowed not to let Bu Chonghua enter the police academy!!!..."
Yan Xiu roared and shook the corridor across the thick wooden door of the reception room. No one dared to make a sound outside, and no one even dared to stop for a while. When everyone passed by, they all slid past the wall and dared to talk a little bit from afar: "That Who is it?" "His cousin in the team!" "Hey, it's useless now to slap the table and swear." "But what can the family do besides slap the table and swear..."
...
"Yan Detachment, I understand your mood, but please believe that I am also worried." In the reception room, Song Ping's face was terribly dark, but he still barely kept calm: "You must know that it's useless to just vent your emotions now, outside. Everyone is working hard to find clues to them..."
"It's useless to get rid of your sister! I came here to see you dead in this room!" Yan Xi yelled, "As soon as the kidnappers call, I will immediately put my gun at you. No matter what you ask for Lao Tzu unconditionally agreed! As long as I am staring here, no one will think of turning my cousin into a martyr, no one will want to get out of this matter!!" 999 novel first published www.999xs.com m.999xs.com
Yan Xi's focus was hit on the nail on the head, but his focus was another focus. Song Ping took a few breaths before barely suppressing his blood pressure, and turned his goal to the other side of the long table: "Professor Jiang, you also said something, now our most critical and urgent task is obviously--"
Jiang Ting poured a cup of tea, and patted Yan Xi's back: "You drink first, take a breath..."
Song Ping's blood pressure broke through 180 on the spot.
Yan Xi drank the tea with Jiang Ting's hand, turned his head and stared at Song Ping with red eyes: "You don't need to talk to me in Mandarin. From now on, I will stay in the Nancheng branch. Wherever you go, I will go. No matter what the kidnapper is. What, do you want money or someone, even if you want this black hat on your head!—"
Cang Dang!
The door of the reception room opened at the sound and hit the wall. Wang Jiuling's face was full of veins and swelling, panting quickly: "Hui, Hui, and SONG, the base station exchanged signals to show that Bu Chonghua's mobile phone was turned on!!!"
Yan Xiu's roar stopped abruptly and said in unison with Song Ping: "Where?!"
"..." Wang Jiuling opened his mouth and said tremblingly: "The port area."
In the port area, the deceased Ding Sheng went online on Weibo, the police went out on a rainy night, and Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu went missing after a car crash.
There seems to be a pair of invisible ghost hands set up the trap, and is slowly opening the ghostly door to the police.
Yan Xi did not hesitate to pull out his feet and ran out, then only listened behind him: "Stop me!"
Song Ping tightly grasped the back of the chair and took a breath, his face was gloomy, and he strode out: "Immediately transfer the Port District Public Security Bureau, the Patrol Brigade and the recent search and rescue team to the location of the signal and tell Old Xu that I will personally In the past. The last name is Yan!"
When Yan Xiu turned his head, Song Ping hurriedly passed him and said coldly, "I don't care if you drive a few thousand Marriott cars. From now on, you will be driving in a police car with me. Otherwise, if you flip a G63 today. Flip a G65 tomorrow, I'm afraid your grandpa will stand on my bed with a rope in the middle of the night!"
·
"...Wu Yu, Wu Yu?"
"..."
"Wu Yu, wake up!" Someone called him in a trance, and his voice gradually became clear: "The sun is so high! Get up!"
Wu Yu opened his eyes, and was stabbed by the dazzling morning light outside the French window to raise his arms. After a long while, he rubbed his eyes and slowly got up, and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table: "So early you...ha — yawn —"
He stood up listlessly and stepped barefoot on the carpet, listening to the rushing footsteps of Bu Chonghua from outside the bedroom door: "You have breakfast on the table. The car is full and the key is in the shoe cupboard. At home. You keep the card that you put in the money, right? Remember to hand in the bill after two days, and put the cash in the drawer of the study room every week. Don’t forget to pour the green plants on my balcony."
"...Bu Chonghua?" Wu Yu stood by the bed in a daze, "Where are you going?"
"You must brush your teeth after eating snacks in the evening. Don't run around without drying your head after the shower. You will know that you are getting rheumatic when you are old." There was a ding from the kitchen microwave oven, which was quiet for about two seconds, and then just listened to Bu Chonghua Raised: "Hey! Your soup is hot! Come out and drink!"
The brilliant sun outside the French windows lost its temperature at some point, turning grey and gloomy, and the birds' calls disappeared in the sharp wind like whistling. The cold wind swept the room through the cracks of the windows, whizzing up the dust, and falling on the quiet furniture in the dark.
"...Where are you going?" Wu Yu took a step forward mechanically: "Bu Chonghua?"
There was still Bu Chonghua’s normal voice, as if he was unaware of all changes: "Come on and drink! Your soup is ready!"
In a daze, Wu Yu walked forward step by step out of the open master bedroom door, and the next moment his footsteps suddenly froze. He saw blood-soaked messy footprints on the tiled floor. He looked forward along the footprints. The floor, walls, and floor-to-ceiling windows were full of shocking blood. Bu Chonghua stood in the open kitchen with his back facing him, turning his head back. , Holding a bowl of steaming liquid in his hand.
"What's the matter with you?" he asked inexplicably.
Wu Yu opened his mouth, his throat was blocked by invisible things, and he could not make a sound.
"Come on," Bu Chonghua smiled, and finally turned around, revealing his body stabbed countless times, his neck, arms, chest and abdomen still gurgling with blood, and then walked around the cupboard to him: "Quick, Come and drink soup."
No, how did you become like this?
"I specially prepare soup for you."
Who made you like this?
"I'm going to leave after drinking. You will take good care of yourself in the future."
where do you want to go?
Wu Yu stepped back step by step, but he opened the bedroom door as if it was blocked by an invisible transparent wall. He had no place to hide. I saw Bu Chonghua's smiling, unfamiliar face already close in front of him, and he pushed the bowl of blood-red blood-red liquid to his mouth, and said with a smile: "Come on, take a sip--"
No! Take it away!
Let me Bu Chonghua come back! ——
Wu Yu curled up on the cold moldy ground, and in his drowsiness, he heard chaotic noises around him: iron frames clanging, vague disputes and scuffles, women screaming bitterly, children crying hoarsely... The movement lasted for a long time, and then everything suddenly fell silent. , Just like when the pause button was suddenly pressed in a movie, it was palpitating and terrifyingly quiet.
what happened? Where is Bu Chonghua?
Wu Yu's soul seemed to have separated from his body, floating in the dark sky, instinctively feeling a little uneasy.
At this moment, the footsteps finally sounded again, and then stopped beside him, and then he was half-supported from the ground by the familiar arms, drips of warm and sweet liquid flowing along his dry lips into his throat.
...What is he giving me a drink?
Wu Yu seemed to be locked in the dark world behind his eyelids. His brain was stagnant and unable to think. He could only use his survival instinct to squirm his throat and swallow dozens of drops of liquid intermittently. After a while, he was so soft that he could no longer feel his limbs Finally a trace of heat rose.
"It's okay, it's okay..." He heard Bu Chonghua's voice whispering in his ears, and he printed one after another exhausted kisses, and kept repeating: "It will be all right soon, rest assured..."
Wu Yu ignored the faint fear and fright in the deepest part of his subconscious. He leaned against Xiang Bu Chonghua with the weight of his whole body, and finally a trace of his mind was silently broken and drifted towards the bottomless abyss.
At least for this moment, they still hugged each other tightly.
It would be great if it could be so seamless forever.
It would be great if you could always hold the other hand like this.
...
Time passed by, and suddenly and without warning, there was a vague vibration on the ground!
"...The signal is over there..."
"There is a door here, there is a door!..."
At first it moved slightly as if an illusion, then it became clearer and louder, and there seemed to be a lot of messy footsteps hurriedly gathering outside the door, and then there was a sound of smashing the door and the clattering of iron chains: "Is anyone inside? "Hello!" "Anyone? We are the police!"
Klang Klang, Klang Klang!
"Police!" "Anyone?" "Back, back, back!"
A patrol captain equipped with a gun signaled the others to retreat far away, and aimed at the door and locked the "Iron General" decisively! With one shot, the padlock's thick wooden door latch broke, and the shell clanged to the ground, but the door still remained motionless after pushing the door.
"Fucking here is still locked, which unit has a door breaker?"
"I, I, and I!" someone behind immediately reacted: "We seem to have it in the police station, but the car is parked outside!"
"Go get it!"
"Quick, quick, here, here, here!"
"Be careful! Everyone back! Three two one--"
Bang!
The iron door slammed open, and the missile hit the wall, being held back by someone, and fresh air poured in after a long time. Then a dozen flashlight beams squeezed into the door at the same time and shook. In the chaos, I saw two black shadows on the ground next to the door close to each other. When I looked intently, I suddenly screamed, "I'm fucking someone!" "It's a detachment!"
The chaotic voices rushed up, but Bu Chonghua Wu Yu was in a coma and neither of them knew. They were lifted up by their hands, and the flashlights shot them: "They are both dead. Call 120 and notify the city bureau!!"
"Where is the distribution box? Is this horrible place opened?"
Screaming in horror, it blew up on the ground: "——Fuck! Drain the drain pipes, some children are going to die!"
Child? !
Several people rushed to the drain pipe at the same time, shaking the flashlight, and suddenly saw a young child lying motionless on the ground, his face covered in grey and gray. Everyone felt a buzzing scalp. The patrol captain put the flashlight on the ground, shaking his hands and picking up the child, but at this moment only saw the flashlight spinning on the ground a few times, and suddenly a shadow appeared in the distance— —
His movements were frozen as if struck by lightning.
The light beam stretched forward, and after a few rows of empty iron frames at the end, a woman was leaning on the ground, her eyes wide open like two blue lights, looking at each other faintly in the clearing.
She had a dagger stuck in her chest, and her blood was bleeding all over the floor, already dead.
The hour hand on the wall was gradually pointing to ten o'clock, and the night outside the window was as lacquer as ink, but the entire Nancheng branch was still brightly lit. Clues gathered from the search and rescue front line, and orders were circulated from the task force to all directions. Countless people stayed awake, and chaotic footsteps echoed through the building... but to no avail.
At the time of the incident, the weather and road conditions became the best cover for the kidnappers. The missing persons entered the sea like mud cows and there was no news.
"It's been only a few days since I returned to Jianning. Can my living cousin be kidnapped on the road?!-Last name Song! Who was in front of the gate of my Zeng's house back then? The family ancestor tablet vowed not to let Bu Chonghua enter the police academy!!!..."
Yan Xiu roared and shook the corridor across the thick wooden door of the reception room. No one dared to make a sound outside, and no one even dared to stop for a while. When everyone passed by, they all slid past the wall and dared to talk a little bit from afar: "That Who is it?" "His cousin in the team!" "Hey, it's useless now to slap the table and swear." "But what can the family do besides slap the table and swear..."
...
"Yan Detachment, I understand your mood, but please believe that I am also worried." In the reception room, Song Ping's face was terribly dark, but he still barely kept calm: "You must know that it's useless to just vent your emotions now, outside. Everyone is working hard to find clues to them..."
"It's useless to get rid of your sister! I came here to see you dead in this room!" Yan Xi yelled, "As soon as the kidnappers call, I will immediately put my gun at you. No matter what you ask for Lao Tzu unconditionally agreed! As long as I am staring here, no one will think of turning my cousin into a martyr, no one will want to get out of this matter!!" 999 novel first published www.999xs.com m.999xs.com
Yan Xi's focus was hit on the nail on the head, but his focus was another focus. Song Ping took a few breaths before barely suppressing his blood pressure, and turned his goal to the other side of the long table: "Professor Jiang, you also said something, now our most critical and urgent task is obviously--"
Jiang Ting poured a cup of tea, and patted Yan Xi's back: "You drink first, take a breath..."
Song Ping's blood pressure broke through 180 on the spot.
Yan Xi drank the tea with Jiang Ting's hand, turned his head and stared at Song Ping with red eyes: "You don't need to talk to me in Mandarin. From now on, I will stay in the Nancheng branch. Wherever you go, I will go. No matter what the kidnapper is. What, do you want money or someone, even if you want this black hat on your head!—"
Cang Dang!
The door of the reception room opened at the sound and hit the wall. Wang Jiuling's face was full of veins and swelling, panting quickly: "Hui, Hui, and SONG, the base station exchanged signals to show that Bu Chonghua's mobile phone was turned on!!!"
Yan Xiu's roar stopped abruptly and said in unison with Song Ping: "Where?!"
"..." Wang Jiuling opened his mouth and said tremblingly: "The port area."
In the port area, the deceased Ding Sheng went online on Weibo, the police went out on a rainy night, and Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu went missing after a car crash.
There seems to be a pair of invisible ghost hands set up the trap, and is slowly opening the ghostly door to the police.
Yan Xi did not hesitate to pull out his feet and ran out, then only listened behind him: "Stop me!"
Song Ping tightly grasped the back of the chair and took a breath, his face was gloomy, and he strode out: "Immediately transfer the Port District Public Security Bureau, the Patrol Brigade and the recent search and rescue team to the location of the signal and tell Old Xu that I will personally In the past. The last name is Yan!"
When Yan Xiu turned his head, Song Ping hurriedly passed him and said coldly, "I don't care if you drive a few thousand Marriott cars. From now on, you will be driving in a police car with me. Otherwise, if you flip a G63 today. Flip a G65 tomorrow, I'm afraid your grandpa will stand on my bed with a rope in the middle of the night!"
·
"...Wu Yu, Wu Yu?"
"..."
"Wu Yu, wake up!" Someone called him in a trance, and his voice gradually became clear: "The sun is so high! Get up!"
Wu Yu opened his eyes, and was stabbed by the dazzling morning light outside the French window to raise his arms. After a long while, he rubbed his eyes and slowly got up, and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table: "So early you...ha — yawn —"
He stood up listlessly and stepped barefoot on the carpet, listening to the rushing footsteps of Bu Chonghua from outside the bedroom door: "You have breakfast on the table. The car is full and the key is in the shoe cupboard. At home. You keep the card that you put in the money, right? Remember to hand in the bill after two days, and put the cash in the drawer of the study room every week. Don’t forget to pour the green plants on my balcony."
"...Bu Chonghua?" Wu Yu stood by the bed in a daze, "Where are you going?"
"You must brush your teeth after eating snacks in the evening. Don't run around without drying your head after the shower. You will know that you are getting rheumatic when you are old." There was a ding from the kitchen microwave oven, which was quiet for about two seconds, and then just listened to Bu Chonghua Raised: "Hey! Your soup is hot! Come out and drink!"
The brilliant sun outside the French windows lost its temperature at some point, turning grey and gloomy, and the birds' calls disappeared in the sharp wind like whistling. The cold wind swept the room through the cracks of the windows, whizzing up the dust, and falling on the quiet furniture in the dark.
"...Where are you going?" Wu Yu took a step forward mechanically: "Bu Chonghua?"
There was still Bu Chonghua’s normal voice, as if he was unaware of all changes: "Come on and drink! Your soup is ready!"
In a daze, Wu Yu walked forward step by step out of the open master bedroom door, and the next moment his footsteps suddenly froze. He saw blood-soaked messy footprints on the tiled floor. He looked forward along the footprints. The floor, walls, and floor-to-ceiling windows were full of shocking blood. Bu Chonghua stood in the open kitchen with his back facing him, turning his head back. , Holding a bowl of steaming liquid in his hand.
"What's the matter with you?" he asked inexplicably.
Wu Yu opened his mouth, his throat was blocked by invisible things, and he could not make a sound.
"Come on," Bu Chonghua smiled, and finally turned around, revealing his body stabbed countless times, his neck, arms, chest and abdomen still gurgling with blood, and then walked around the cupboard to him: "Quick, Come and drink soup."
No, how did you become like this?
"I specially prepare soup for you."
Who made you like this?
"I'm going to leave after drinking. You will take good care of yourself in the future."
where do you want to go?
Wu Yu stepped back step by step, but he opened the bedroom door as if it was blocked by an invisible transparent wall. He had no place to hide. I saw Bu Chonghua's smiling, unfamiliar face already close in front of him, and he pushed the bowl of blood-red blood-red liquid to his mouth, and said with a smile: "Come on, take a sip--"
No! Take it away!
Let me Bu Chonghua come back! ——
Wu Yu curled up on the cold moldy ground, and in his drowsiness, he heard chaotic noises around him: iron frames clanging, vague disputes and scuffles, women screaming bitterly, children crying hoarsely... The movement lasted for a long time, and then everything suddenly fell silent. , Just like when the pause button was suddenly pressed in a movie, it was palpitating and terrifyingly quiet.
what happened? Where is Bu Chonghua?
Wu Yu's soul seemed to have separated from his body, floating in the dark sky, instinctively feeling a little uneasy.
At this moment, the footsteps finally sounded again, and then stopped beside him, and then he was half-supported from the ground by the familiar arms, drips of warm and sweet liquid flowing along his dry lips into his throat.
...What is he giving me a drink?
Wu Yu seemed to be locked in the dark world behind his eyelids. His brain was stagnant and unable to think. He could only use his survival instinct to squirm his throat and swallow dozens of drops of liquid intermittently. After a while, he was so soft that he could no longer feel his limbs Finally a trace of heat rose.
"It's okay, it's okay..." He heard Bu Chonghua's voice whispering in his ears, and he printed one after another exhausted kisses, and kept repeating: "It will be all right soon, rest assured..."
Wu Yu ignored the faint fear and fright in the deepest part of his subconscious. He leaned against Xiang Bu Chonghua with the weight of his whole body, and finally a trace of his mind was silently broken and drifted towards the bottomless abyss.
At least for this moment, they still hugged each other tightly.
It would be great if it could be so seamless forever.
It would be great if you could always hold the other hand like this.
...
Time passed by, and suddenly and without warning, there was a vague vibration on the ground!
"...The signal is over there..."
"There is a door here, there is a door!..."
At first it moved slightly as if an illusion, then it became clearer and louder, and there seemed to be a lot of messy footsteps hurriedly gathering outside the door, and then there was a sound of smashing the door and the clattering of iron chains: "Is anyone inside? "Hello!" "Anyone? We are the police!"
Klang Klang, Klang Klang!
"Police!" "Anyone?" "Back, back, back!"
A patrol captain equipped with a gun signaled the others to retreat far away, and aimed at the door and locked the "Iron General" decisively! With one shot, the padlock's thick wooden door latch broke, and the shell clanged to the ground, but the door still remained motionless after pushing the door.
"Fucking here is still locked, which unit has a door breaker?"
"I, I, and I!" someone behind immediately reacted: "We seem to have it in the police station, but the car is parked outside!"
"Go get it!"
"Quick, quick, here, here, here!"
"Be careful! Everyone back! Three two one--"
Bang!
The iron door slammed open, and the missile hit the wall, being held back by someone, and fresh air poured in after a long time. Then a dozen flashlight beams squeezed into the door at the same time and shook. In the chaos, I saw two black shadows on the ground next to the door close to each other. When I looked intently, I suddenly screamed, "I'm fucking someone!" "It's a detachment!"
The chaotic voices rushed up, but Bu Chonghua Wu Yu was in a coma and neither of them knew. They were lifted up by their hands, and the flashlights shot them: "They are both dead. Call 120 and notify the city bureau!!"
"Where is the distribution box? Is this horrible place opened?"
Screaming in horror, it blew up on the ground: "——Fuck! Drain the drain pipes, some children are going to die!"
Child? !
Several people rushed to the drain pipe at the same time, shaking the flashlight, and suddenly saw a young child lying motionless on the ground, his face covered in grey and gray. Everyone felt a buzzing scalp. The patrol captain put the flashlight on the ground, shaking his hands and picking up the child, but at this moment only saw the flashlight spinning on the ground a few times, and suddenly a shadow appeared in the distance— —
His movements were frozen as if struck by lightning.
The light beam stretched forward, and after a few rows of empty iron frames at the end, a woman was leaning on the ground, her eyes wide open like two blue lights, looking at each other faintly in the clearing.
She had a dagger stuck in her chest, and her blood was bleeding all over the floor, already dead.
