Jinhai Maternity and Child Hospital.
"Song Game!" "Song Game, you are here!"
Song Ping nodded to the familiar doctors and nurses, walked through the corridors of the inpatient department late at night, pushed open the door of the single ward at the end, and stopped in the next moment.
On the bed, Tao Ze’s tender hand was still pierced with a needle in the infusion bag, and his small whole body was sunken in the snow-white bedding. He looked at the silhouette of the police uniform sitting on the edge of the bed and asked in a low voice, "That , Do you know my mother? Where did she go?..."
"She is still in the hospital next door. Like you, she has to take a lot of medicines and needles every day. You can meet when you are all well."
"Okay."
...
Tao Ze was sleepy, closed his eyes and fell into a quiet sleep, with regular undulating curves flashing on the heart rate monitor. Wu Yu touched his hair, sat up, turned his head, and finally met Song Ping's dumb stare.
"How did you find this place?" The old director suffocated for a while.
Wu Yu curled his lips, although there was no smile in his voice:
"You concealed the news that this child is still alive, because you also realized that we are not insured internally, or because Wan Changwen's grandson still has value in the future?"
"I'm not you--"
"You said, if Bu Chonghua appeared in front of me now, would I beat him or you first?"
Song Ping: "..."
Song Ping faced Wu Yu's sharp gaze under the bright lights of the ward, his eyelids jumped wildly, and then finally wilted.
Ten minutes later, in front of the corridor window outside the ward.
With a click of the lighter, Wu Yu lit a cigarette into the half-open window and spit out smoke into the night sky.
Song Ping vigorously waved his hand in front of his nose, and before his sight slipped up to the "Hospital No Smoking" hanging on the side, he just listened to Wu Yu's flat voice: "Endure."
"..." Song Ping asked sincerely, "I said, can you show a little, at least, a little respect to your top boss?"
"If my former boss hadn't been in a coma for six weeks, while tearing up in front of my hospital bed every day, I would not give up, and he would turn around and discuss with my boss. This drama of killing, defecting, and robbery of a prisoner car, and also performing high-speed racing in front of me." Wu Yu paused and said: "I will have the last trace of respect for you both."
"You, how can you say Bu Chonghua like that?" Song Pingqiang held up that tone and slapped the concrete window sill strictly: "Although he killed Peng Wan, he actually wanted to make you live. And he was just After waking up from a coma, I will force the patient to see you for the last time, and finally comb your hair..."
"He woke up on the second day of the operation, and within a few days he started to participate in the investigation. The only person who has been in a coma for six weeks in a hospital bed is me—this is the first time that Associate Professor Jiang went to Jinhai City this afternoon. The People’s Hospital analyzed all Bu Chonghua’s medication records and concluded. By the way, intimacy without the other’s permission is called obscenity. I didn’t agree with the Oscar actor named Bu to comb my hair."
Judging from Song Ping's face that wanted to get angry but could only bear it, the people in his heart who were greeting silently at this time probably included Jiang Ting.
"And the reason why he admitted that he killed Peng Wan," Wu Yu said coldly, "because you spent six weeks failing to find out how Peng Wan died in the secret room. In the end, he could only take the plan and take the initiative to recite. To start a murderous scapegoat so that you can defect and become a drug lord, right?"
Song Ping immediately said, "Wait, wait, but you have no evidence..."
"I have got."
"...What do you mean?"
"Bu Chonghua didn't kill anyone, because Peng Wan didn't die in the secret room at all." Wu Yu sneered in Song Ping's eager, expectant, self-concealed eyes, and said: "She died after the secret room opened. "
Song Ping's movements were instantly stiff, and then he gave an initiation: "After opening?"
"Associate Professor Jiang and I went to the Municipal Bureau to adjust the video of the first batch of rescuers who rushed to the scene and broke into the door. Because it was very dark at the time, there was hardly anything to be seen in the video, but the sound was recorded very clearly. A total of 296 audios occurred before and after entering the secret room, including dialogue, command, yelling, meaningless exclamation, exclamation, etc. Among these 296 audios, one is the key to solving the case, because the person who said this sentence I only said this sentence from beginning to end."
Wu Yu flicked the soot and smiled at Song Ping:
"——'Drainpipe, a child is dying.'"
The two looked at each other, and Song Ping was worthy of being an veteran police officer for more than 30 years. He understood everything at that moment: "This sentence was said by the kidnapper!"
Wu Yu said: "Yes. The first batch of 12 search and rescue personnel who arrived at the scene belonged to the four units of the Port District Public Security Bureau, the local police station, the nearby patrol special police, and the police dog search and rescue team. I have separated the 12 search and rescue personnel. I have come to talk, and none of the voice characteristics can match the voice characteristics of the sentence "There is a child dying"; now we only need to give the voice recordings of these 12 people to the technicians for analysis and comparison, and we can get The official appraisal report can be the ironclad proof that Bu Chonghua has completely reversed the case—"
"The thirteenth person entered the rescue scene, the murderer himself."
Song Ping stared straight at him, his heart blank and unable to speak.
Although Wu Yu said it very simply, Song Ping himself knew that from the chaotic scene, the noisy voices, and the 296 crossover and overlapping audio, the only important clue was picked out, and it was necessary to repeat it. Repeated observations frame by frame, listening word by word, and how strong and firm the determination to reverse the case for Bu Chonghua.
Since Wu Yu woke up in a coma, everyone was telling him that Peng Wan was killed by Bu Chonghua, and Bu Chonghua himself said that he killed it himself. As long as Wu Yu's reason and emotion have a little bit of faith, or a little bit of indecision, he can't repeat the dull cycle of the video hundreds of times, and insist on fighting until the end of the mountain and water, and finally find out from 296 voices. Only one key point to solve the case.
"You..." Song Ping couldn't help being a little hoarse: "How many times have you listened to that video?"
Wu Yu said: "Three times. What's wrong?"
".................."
Wu Yu watched the sudden change of Boss Song's face inexplicably, and it took him a long time to hear him coldly say: "It's nothing, you continue to say."
"?" Wu Yu thought that Song Ping's inner activities seemed to be quite rich, but he didn't pay much attention to him.
"When I was in the secret room with Bu Chonghua, I searched all corners and found no surveillance cameras. For this reason, we discussed two possibilities: First, the pinhole camera may be installed on top of our heads. In the corner where we arrived, the kidnapper used it to monitor whether we completed the killing game; second, the kidnapper didn’t need to monitor at all, because no matter whether we followed the instructions in the note and started killing, he would personally complete the ending of the game, that is Putting one of us to death, to achieve the ultimate goal of framing."
"From the perspective of the subsequent development of the matter, the kidnapper may have adopted the second approach. He first turned on Bu Chonghua's cell phone, waited for the first police to arrive at the scene, and then mixed with rescuers from different units who were not familiar with each other. In the middle, I rushed into the secret room for the first time; when the patrol found me and Bu Chonghua collapsed at the gate, no one would have thought that the missing Peng Wan mother and son were also here. The kidnappers used this opportunity to kill Peng Wan." Wu Yu said, "In addition, this can also explain why the murderer used a knife instead of the stones that can be seen everywhere in the warehouse. Because the time of the attack is very tight, he cannot tolerate him risking a stone and not killing Peng Wan. She freed herself from the risk of screaming to attract attention."
"Then the rescuers at the scene called the Municipal Bureau and called for an ambulance. Several others noticed the very dark situation at the scene and began to look for the distribution box, and at the same time searched deep in the warehouse with flashlights. The murderer heard someone say'this Was the ghost place blocked?' and'What's inside?' When I realized that someone was coming in my direction, I quickly yelled, "Drain pipe, a child is going to die!" ——The wording of this sentence was very sensational and strange, but no one could notice it at the time. Sure enough, everyone's attention immediately shifted to the very eye-catching red drain in the dark, and at the same time noticed the dying child. Within a few minutes of this turmoil, the murderer calmly exited the secret room. Once in the dark wilderness outside the warehouse, he could escape."
"More importantly, by this time, the so-called'secret room homicide' has formed a mindset in the police's mind, and they will not easily think of overthrowing it."
Song Ping spent a few minutes restoring the incident in his mind following his words. After a while, he finally nodded and grabbed his cellphone: "You will wait." Then he went to the distance while making a call: "Hey, Secretary Weng? That's the case. There is hope for Peng Wan's case. Now we need to immediately compare the following 12 police officers with the sentence in the video..."
Wu Yu lowered his gaze, and finally spit out a puff of cigarette out of the window. Song Ping hung up the phone and returned happily. His face was shining. The tired and aging face seemed to be five years younger. "Get identification evidence. Later we have to—"
"So this Secretary Weng is also one of the screenwriters of your anti-water drama?"
Song Ping stopped abruptly, his eyes wandering, dryly for a long while: "Ah."
Wu Yu slowly and heavily crushed the cigarette butt on the window sill, moving very slowly, and the cigarette butt was broken. It was obviously a normal movement, but somehow Song Ping pulled his spine twice.
Boss Song has been with the police for more than 30 years, and he rarely held back a small step against the wall. At this time, he saw Wu Yu finally turned his head—he thought this young man would ask, "Why are you hiding from me? "Or "Is Bu Chonghua forced to", but what he actually asked was: "How long have you planned?" ωωω.九九九xs.com
"...After the death pool incident." Song Ping touched his nose and looked out the window: "In the beginning, Bu Chonghua proposed it by himself, and the organization did not agree at all, but then...there is indeed no more suitable candidate than him."
Wu Yu narrowed his eyes mockingly: "Is there no better candidate than him?"
Song Ping smiled bitterly: "Do you think it's easy to pick such an individual from Jinhai? Professional undercover agents need top-level professionalism, excellent psychological quality, iron-clad loyalty, and a clean resume without being suspected by drug dealers... But the problem It’s that we have no conditions like Yundian’s special situation team back then, slowly selecting from dozens of hundreds of outstanding students. We can only find an active policeman with sufficient reason for rebellion, and Bu Chonghua’s strong desire to avenge his parents is The point that is most sufficient to win the trust of the shark, otherwise you will betray if you just pull a policeman and say that you have rebelled, and the drug lord will not believe it!"
"So those drug trafficking records, offshore accounts and Bitcoin are all arranged by you yourself?"
"Not all. I seconded more resources from the department." Song Ping swallowed. "And the blue and gold retailers that Bu Chonghua linked to the Mariana Trench, actually..."
No wonder it is so easy to investigate Bu Chonghua’s criminal evidence for so many years. It is simply digging by himself and walking through the scene from beginning to end!
"After Bu Chonghua killed Marin, he submitted a report to me, detailing his preparations for his'rebellion'. For example, he was very resistant to the supervision of the Commission for Discipline Inspection. He did not handle the case at work, and wrote three thousand words in the review report of the municipal party committee. He was dissatisfied with the organization review; when Yang Chengdong took him to the Wuqiao branch to ask about Peng Wan's process before and after being kidnapped, he deliberately angered Yang Chengdong in public. He even claimed that he didn’t want to be the policeman a long time ago, and his attitude was very arrogant and domineering...The huge changes in Bu Chonghua’s personality, speech, and acting styles have been heard in most of the Jinhai public security system. So when he admits himself When Peng Wan was killed, many people actually didn't doubt it, and even thought that sooner or later there would be such a day."
"There is no need to continue to praise the Oscar actor." Wu Yu said coldly, "I'm not very willing to listen."
"...Uh." Song Ping was a little embarrassed. "In fact, we wanted to pave the way for a while and wait until the time is ripe before we start acting... We started acting, but because you two were hit by a car on the way to the port area. After the kidnapping, there was another secret room murder. This accident suddenly accelerated the progress of the entire plan. The task force rummaged through the entire secret room and couldn’t prove that you two didn’t kill Peng Wan. Even then, we all began to suspect you both. In the end, Bu Chonghua can only say that before you fully wake up, he will recognize the pot that killed Peng Wan, so that we can arrange the next major event of escape from prison."
Wu Yu didn't say a word, and Song Ping glanced at his expression obliquely, and coughed a little hesitantly:
"In fact, having said that, he didn't deliberately want to conceal you. He was just worried that after you were fully awake, he would make some radical actions to prove his innocence, and even confess his guilt in exchange for his freedom, so..."
Wu Yu said lightly: "I know, has my IQ in your heart exceeded 80?"
"No, no, you really misunderstood this." Song Ping immediately said, "Before he left, Bu Chonghua said that if someone in Jinhai can break the secret room to kill someone, that person must be you. Only you can prove his innocence. It."
Wu Yu mocked and asked: "Is the original saying so sensational?"
Song Ping: "..."
——"If I plead guilty, Wu Yu does not need to follow the principle of avoidance and can participate in the investigation. He has been the most dangerous undercover agent for twelve years. His professionalism is not comparable to that of the rear investigators. He has many details about life and death. Intuition is also beyond ordinary people. If there is hope that Peng Wan's murder case can be solved, the key clues are likely to fall on him."
The monitoring equipment in the ward beeped, and Bu Chonghua leaned on the bed and shook his head. Song Ping suspiciously touched his chin: "Are you sure that the surname Wu can prove your innocence?"
Bu Chonghua was silent for a long time and sighed: "Not necessarily. But now there is no other way. This case is almost dead, so let's be a dead horse doctor."
...
"Yes." Song Ping categorically said: "This is what he said!"
Wu Yu was dubious, his expression loosened slightly.
"However, the plan to hijack the prisoner car later went wrong," Song Ping looked at Wu Yu secretly, while quietly changing the subject: "We originally planned to give Bu Chonghua to contact the Shark to escape from Jinhai, but didn't I thought that Lin Kang had found out the connection between Bu Chonghua and the drug retailers, and came to report in court. Although we originally wanted to take the opportunity to slowly'find out' Bu Chonghua's drug-related evidence, but The boy surnamed Lin really caught us off guard, and in the end he had to give way to Bu Chonghua to contact the shark urgently, robbed the escort vehicle halfway, and accidentally left you with the opportunity to chase people for hundreds of kilometers.
"——Do you still think that I am the most perfect person you have ever seen?"
"Stop! Otherwise, my next shot will not be a taxi!"
"Just treat your Bu Chonghua as dead in the secret room."
...
There was no wave on Wu Yu's face. He narrowed his eyes slightly, holding the extinguished cigarette butt in his palm with one hand, and his slender fingers shuddered imperceptibly, so hard that even the cigarette butt was torn.
"Bu Chonghua, who is still in North China, has already met with Shark secretly once and gained initial trust. According to the information he sent back, Shark will continue to send people to contact him in the next month, wanting to buy from him at a high price. A batch of new fentanyl compounds." Song Ping slapped Wu Yu on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "We will do our best to use this opportunity to get closer to the sharks, and even wipe out the drug lords. At that time, we will wash our grievances. Qing, making merits is the right time for him to return safely."
Wu Yu's eyes, nose wings, and half of his cheeks were all hidden in the shadows. His skin was pale and cold, and there was an indescribable chill. It took a long while for Song Ping to see him laughing coldly, but the corners of his lips that were born downward did not even mention it: "Yes, everyone who returns safely thinks that the people behind can easily cross the river. ."
Song Ping was taken aback.
However, Wu Yu did not explain, nor did he give him time to react: "Apart from your old leaders, who else knows about Bu Chonghua?"
"This," Song Ping looked away: "There is actually no one else in this matter..."
"Then who is his contact person?"
The surrounding area fell into complete silence. Boss Song stared at the ground under his feet, without a word for a while, as if suddenly became interested in the floor tiles in the corridor outside the ward.
Wu Yu retracted his gaze, took out his cell phone and made a call, and then said briefly:
"Hey, Jiang Ting? Do you think Yan Xiu is still awake? You might want to have a good chat with him."
Jinhai Maternity and Child Hospital.
"Song Game!" "Song Game, you are here!"
Song Ping nodded to the familiar doctors and nurses, walked through the corridors of the inpatient department late at night, pushed open the door of the single ward at the end, and stopped in the next moment.
On the bed, Tao Ze’s tender hand was still pierced with a needle in the infusion bag, and his small whole body was sunken in the snow-white bedding. He looked at the silhouette of the police uniform sitting on the edge of the bed and asked in a low voice, "That , Do you know my mother? Where did she go?..."
"She is still in the hospital next door. Like you, she has to take a lot of medicines and needles every day. You can meet when you are all well."
"Okay."
...
Tao Ze was sleepy, closed his eyes and fell into a quiet sleep, with regular undulating curves flashing on the heart rate monitor. Wu Yu touched his hair, sat up, turned his head, and finally met Song Ping's dumb stare.
"How did you find this place?" The old director suffocated for a while.
Wu Yu curled his lips, although there was no smile in his voice:
"You concealed the news that this child is still alive, because you also realized that we are not insured internally, or because Wan Changwen's grandson still has value in the future?"
"I'm not you--"
"You said, if Bu Chonghua appeared in front of me now, would I beat him or you first?"
Song Ping: "..."
Song Ping faced Wu Yu's sharp gaze under the bright lights of the ward, his eyelids jumped wildly, and then finally wilted.
Ten minutes later, in front of the corridor window outside the ward.
With a click of the lighter, Wu Yu lit a cigarette into the half-open window and spit out smoke into the night sky.
Song Ping vigorously waved his hand in front of his nose, and before his sight slipped up to the "Hospital No Smoking" hanging on the side, he just listened to Wu Yu's flat voice: "Endure."
"..." Song Ping asked sincerely, "I said, can you show a little, at least, a little respect to your top boss?"
"If my former boss hadn't been in a coma for six weeks, while tearing up in front of my hospital bed every day, I would not give up, and he would turn around and discuss with my boss. This drama of killing, defecting, and robbery of a prisoner car, and also performing high-speed racing in front of me." Wu Yu paused and said: "I will have the last trace of respect for you both."
"You, how can you say Bu Chonghua like that?" Song Pingqiang held up that tone and slapped the concrete window sill strictly: "Although he killed Peng Wan, he actually wanted to make you live. And he was just After waking up from a coma, I will force the patient to see you for the last time, and finally comb your hair..."
"He woke up on the second day of the operation, and within a few days he started to participate in the investigation. The only person who has been in a coma for six weeks in a hospital bed is me—this is the first time that Associate Professor Jiang went to Jinhai City this afternoon. The People’s Hospital analyzed all Bu Chonghua’s medication records and concluded. By the way, intimacy without the other’s permission is called obscenity. I didn’t agree with the Oscar actor named Bu to comb my hair."
Judging from Song Ping's face that wanted to get angry but could only bear it, the people in his heart who were greeting silently at this time probably included Jiang Ting.
"And the reason why he admitted that he killed Peng Wan," Wu Yu said coldly, "because you spent six weeks failing to find out how Peng Wan died in the secret room. In the end, he could only take the plan and take the initiative to recite. To start a murderous scapegoat so that you can defect and become a drug lord, right?"
Song Ping immediately said, "Wait, wait, but you have no evidence..."
"I have got."
"...What do you mean?"
"Bu Chonghua didn't kill anyone, because Peng Wan didn't die in the secret room at all." Wu Yu sneered in Song Ping's eager, expectant, self-concealed eyes, and said: "She died after the secret room opened. "
Song Ping's movements were instantly stiff, and then he gave an initiation: "After opening?"
"Associate Professor Jiang and I went to the Municipal Bureau to adjust the video of the first batch of rescuers who rushed to the scene and broke into the door. Because it was very dark at the time, there was hardly anything to be seen in the video, but the sound was recorded very clearly. A total of 296 audios occurred before and after entering the secret room, including dialogue, command, yelling, meaningless exclamation, exclamation, etc. Among these 296 audios, one is the key to solving the case, because the person who said this sentence I only said this sentence from beginning to end."
Wu Yu flicked the soot and smiled at Song Ping:
"——'Drainpipe, a child is dying.'"
The two looked at each other, and Song Ping was worthy of being an veteran police officer for more than 30 years. He understood everything at that moment: "This sentence was said by the kidnapper!"
Wu Yu said: "Yes. The first batch of 12 search and rescue personnel who arrived at the scene belonged to the four units of the Port District Public Security Bureau, the local police station, the nearby patrol special police, and the police dog search and rescue team. I have separated the 12 search and rescue personnel. I have come to talk, and none of the voice characteristics can match the voice characteristics of the sentence "There is a child dying"; now we only need to give the voice recordings of these 12 people to the technicians for analysis and comparison, and we can get The official appraisal report can be the ironclad proof that Bu Chonghua has completely reversed the case—"
"The thirteenth person entered the rescue scene, the murderer himself."
Song Ping stared straight at him, his heart blank and unable to speak.
Although Wu Yu said it very simply, Song Ping himself knew that from the chaotic scene, the noisy voices, and the 296 crossover and overlapping audio, the only important clue was picked out, and it was necessary to repeat it. Repeated observations frame by frame, listening word by word, and how strong and firm the determination to reverse the case for Bu Chonghua.
Since Wu Yu woke up in a coma, everyone was telling him that Peng Wan was killed by Bu Chonghua, and Bu Chonghua himself said that he killed it himself. As long as Wu Yu's reason and emotion have a little bit of faith, or a little bit of indecision, he can't repeat the dull cycle of the video hundreds of times, and insist on fighting until the end of the mountain and water, and finally find out from 296 voices. Only one key point to solve the case.
"You..." Song Ping couldn't help being a little hoarse: "How many times have you listened to that video?"
Wu Yu said: "Three times. What's wrong?"
".................."
Wu Yu watched the sudden change of Boss Song's face inexplicably, and it took him a long time to hear him coldly say: "It's nothing, you continue to say."
"?" Wu Yu thought that Song Ping's inner activities seemed to be quite rich, but he didn't pay much attention to him.
"When I was in the secret room with Bu Chonghua, I searched all corners and found no surveillance cameras. For this reason, we discussed two possibilities: First, the pinhole camera may be installed on top of our heads. In the corner where we arrived, the kidnapper used it to monitor whether we completed the killing game; second, the kidnapper didn’t need to monitor at all, because no matter whether we followed the instructions in the note and started killing, he would personally complete the ending of the game, that is Putting one of us to death, to achieve the ultimate goal of framing."
"From the perspective of the subsequent development of the matter, the kidnapper may have adopted the second approach. He first turned on Bu Chonghua's cell phone, waited for the first police to arrive at the scene, and then mixed with rescuers from different units who were not familiar with each other. In the middle, I rushed into the secret room for the first time; when the patrol found me and Bu Chonghua collapsed at the gate, no one would have thought that the missing Peng Wan mother and son were also here. The kidnappers used this opportunity to kill Peng Wan." Wu Yu said, "In addition, this can also explain why the murderer used a knife instead of the stones that can be seen everywhere in the warehouse. Because the time of the attack is very tight, he cannot tolerate him risking a stone and not killing Peng Wan. She freed herself from the risk of screaming to attract attention."
"Then the rescuers at the scene called the Municipal Bureau and called for an ambulance. Several others noticed the very dark situation at the scene and began to look for the distribution box, and at the same time searched deep in the warehouse with flashlights. The murderer heard someone say'this Was the ghost place blocked?' and'What's inside?' When I realized that someone was coming in my direction, I quickly yelled, "Drain pipe, a child is going to die!" ——The wording of this sentence was very sensational and strange, but no one could notice it at the time. Sure enough, everyone's attention immediately shifted to the very eye-catching red drain in the dark, and at the same time noticed the dying child. Within a few minutes of this turmoil, the murderer calmly exited the secret room. Once in the dark wilderness outside the warehouse, he could escape."
"More importantly, by this time, the so-called'secret room homicide' has formed a mindset in the police's mind, and they will not easily think of overthrowing it."
Song Ping spent a few minutes restoring the incident in his mind following his words. After a while, he finally nodded and grabbed his cellphone: "You will wait." Then he went to the distance while making a call: "Hey, Secretary Weng? That's the case. There is hope for Peng Wan's case. Now we need to immediately compare the following 12 police officers with the sentence in the video..."
Wu Yu lowered his gaze, and finally spit out a puff of cigarette out of the window. Song Ping hung up the phone and returned happily. His face was shining. The tired and aging face seemed to be five years younger. "Get identification evidence. Later we have to—"
"So this Secretary Weng is also one of the screenwriters of your anti-water drama?"
Song Ping stopped abruptly, his eyes wandering, dryly for a long while: "Ah."
Wu Yu slowly and heavily crushed the cigarette butt on the window sill, moving very slowly, and the cigarette butt was broken. It was obviously a normal movement, but somehow Song Ping pulled his spine twice.
Boss Song has been with the police for more than 30 years, and he rarely held back a small step against the wall. At this time, he saw Wu Yu finally turned his head—he thought this young man would ask, "Why are you hiding from me? "Or "Is Bu Chonghua forced to", but what he actually asked was: "How long have you planned?" ωωω.九九九xs.com
"...After the death pool incident." Song Ping touched his nose and looked out the window: "In the beginning, Bu Chonghua proposed it by himself, and the organization did not agree at all, but then...there is indeed no more suitable candidate than him."
Wu Yu narrowed his eyes mockingly: "Is there no better candidate than him?"
Song Ping smiled bitterly: "Do you think it's easy to pick such an individual from Jinhai? Professional undercover agents need top-level professionalism, excellent psychological quality, iron-clad loyalty, and a clean resume without being suspected by drug dealers... But the problem It’s that we have no conditions like Yundian’s special situation team back then, slowly selecting from dozens of hundreds of outstanding students. We can only find an active policeman with sufficient reason for rebellion, and Bu Chonghua’s strong desire to avenge his parents is The point that is most sufficient to win the trust of the shark, otherwise you will betray if you just pull a policeman and say that you have rebelled, and the drug lord will not believe it!"
"So those drug trafficking records, offshore accounts and Bitcoin are all arranged by you yourself?"
"Not all. I seconded more resources from the department." Song Ping swallowed. "And the blue and gold retailers that Bu Chonghua linked to the Mariana Trench, actually..."
No wonder it is so easy to investigate Bu Chonghua’s criminal evidence for so many years. It is simply digging by himself and walking through the scene from beginning to end!
"After Bu Chonghua killed Marin, he submitted a report to me, detailing his preparations for his'rebellion'. For example, he was very resistant to the supervision of the Commission for Discipline Inspection. He did not handle the case at work, and wrote three thousand words in the review report of the municipal party committee. He was dissatisfied with the organization review; when Yang Chengdong took him to the Wuqiao branch to ask about Peng Wan's process before and after being kidnapped, he deliberately angered Yang Chengdong in public. He even claimed that he didn’t want to be the policeman a long time ago, and his attitude was very arrogant and domineering...The huge changes in Bu Chonghua’s personality, speech, and acting styles have been heard in most of the Jinhai public security system. So when he admits himself When Peng Wan was killed, many people actually didn't doubt it, and even thought that sooner or later there would be such a day."
"There is no need to continue to praise the Oscar actor." Wu Yu said coldly, "I'm not very willing to listen."
"...Uh." Song Ping was a little embarrassed. "In fact, we wanted to pave the way for a while and wait until the time is ripe before we start acting... We started acting, but because you two were hit by a car on the way to the port area. After the kidnapping, there was another secret room murder. This accident suddenly accelerated the progress of the entire plan. The task force rummaged through the entire secret room and couldn’t prove that you two didn’t kill Peng Wan. Even then, we all began to suspect you both. In the end, Bu Chonghua can only say that before you fully wake up, he will recognize the pot that killed Peng Wan, so that we can arrange the next major event of escape from prison."
Wu Yu didn't say a word, and Song Ping glanced at his expression obliquely, and coughed a little hesitantly:
"In fact, having said that, he didn't deliberately want to conceal you. He was just worried that after you were fully awake, he would make some radical actions to prove his innocence, and even confess his guilt in exchange for his freedom, so..."
Wu Yu said lightly: "I know, has my IQ in your heart exceeded 80?"
"No, no, you really misunderstood this." Song Ping immediately said, "Before he left, Bu Chonghua said that if someone in Jinhai can break the secret room to kill someone, that person must be you. Only you can prove his innocence. It."
Wu Yu mocked and asked: "Is the original saying so sensational?"
Song Ping: "..."
——"If I plead guilty, Wu Yu does not need to follow the principle of avoidance and can participate in the investigation. He has been the most dangerous undercover agent for twelve years. His professionalism is not comparable to that of the rear investigators. He has many details about life and death. Intuition is also beyond ordinary people. If there is hope that Peng Wan's murder case can be solved, the key clues are likely to fall on him."
The monitoring equipment in the ward beeped, and Bu Chonghua leaned on the bed and shook his head. Song Ping suspiciously touched his chin: "Are you sure that the surname Wu can prove your innocence?"
Bu Chonghua was silent for a long time and sighed: "Not necessarily. But now there is no other way. This case is almost dead, so let's be a dead horse doctor."
...
"Yes." Song Ping categorically said: "This is what he said!"
Wu Yu was dubious, his expression loosened slightly.
"However, the plan to hijack the prisoner car later went wrong," Song Ping looked at Wu Yu secretly, while quietly changing the subject: "We originally planned to give Bu Chonghua to contact the Shark to escape from Jinhai, but didn't I thought that Lin Kang had found out the connection between Bu Chonghua and the drug retailers, and came to report in court. Although we originally wanted to take the opportunity to slowly'find out' Bu Chonghua's drug-related evidence, but The boy surnamed Lin really caught us off guard, and in the end he had to give way to Bu Chonghua to contact the shark urgently, robbed the escort vehicle halfway, and accidentally left you with the opportunity to chase people for hundreds of kilometers.
"——Do you still think that I am the most perfect person you have ever seen?"
"Stop! Otherwise, my next shot will not be a taxi!"
"Just treat your Bu Chonghua as dead in the secret room."
...
There was no wave on Wu Yu's face. He narrowed his eyes slightly, holding the extinguished cigarette butt in his palm with one hand, and his slender fingers shuddered imperceptibly, so hard that even the cigarette butt was torn.
"Bu Chonghua, who is still in North China, has already met with Shark secretly once and gained initial trust. According to the information he sent back, Shark will continue to send people to contact him in the next month, wanting to buy from him at a high price. A batch of new fentanyl compounds." Song Ping slapped Wu Yu on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "We will do our best to use this opportunity to get closer to the sharks, and even wipe out the drug lords. At that time, we will wash our grievances. Qing, making merits is the right time for him to return safely."
Wu Yu's eyes, nose wings, and half of his cheeks were all hidden in the shadows. His skin was pale and cold, and there was an indescribable chill. It took a long while for Song Ping to see him laughing coldly, but the corners of his lips that were born downward did not even mention it: "Yes, everyone who returns safely thinks that the people behind can easily cross the river. ."
Song Ping was taken aback.
However, Wu Yu did not explain, nor did he give him time to react: "Apart from your old leaders, who else knows about Bu Chonghua?"
"This," Song Ping looked away: "There is actually no one else in this matter..."
"Then who is his contact person?"
The surrounding area fell into complete silence. Boss Song stared at the ground under his feet, without a word for a while, as if suddenly became interested in the floor tiles in the corridor outside the ward.
Wu Yu retracted his gaze, took out his cell phone and made a call, and then said briefly:
"Hey, Jiang Ting? Do you think Yan Xiu is still awake? You might want to have a good chat with him."
