Snapped!
The warm yellow light was bright, reflecting the entire spacious living room and the second floor.
Wu Yu stood at the door, and it took a long time before he bowed his head and put on slippers and walked into this familiar home.
This is the first time in four months that he has returned to the duplex apartment in this top district in Jinhai.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the wind and rain were like gloom, the living room was filled with the smell of static air for a long time, and there was a supermarket shopping bag full of snacks scattered on the kitchen countertop, and a thin layer of dust had fallen on the snack packaging. The study door was open, and there were carved knives, cloth mats and small spotlights scattered on the semi-messy tabletop. All the items maintained the last-minute scene when the owner left in a hurry.
Wu Yu picked up the carving knife, his expression in a trance.
... "Help me engrave one too." "Too many strokes?" "Engrave anything, as long as it is your name." "You are afraid that I will break up in the future, I will keep the ring and I can't explain it, right? "You are such an excellent object..." "You have promised to have been with me in this life. If I want everyone to know, you can't stop it!"
...
Wu Yu cast his gaze on the empty swivel chair behind the desk, he seemed to see himself sitting there again, stalemate with the pressing Bu Chonghua, the carving knife stopped in mid-air, no matter what, he couldn't engrave the inner ring of the ring. The first stroke of "Wu" was followed by the phone rang.
It was from Xu Ju.
On that sunny afternoon, the news of Peng Wan's kidnapping was like a blockbuster. It detonated the peace between the two of them on thin ice, and everything was broken.
The white mist flew away in the quiet air of the study, it was a silent sigh.
Wu Yu put down the carving knife, turned and walked out of the study, went to the outside room to turn on the central heating. It's almost six o'clock, and Bu Chonghua hasn't rested for more than ten hours. He is still in a meeting in the city council. He must be anxiously looking forward to returning home before leaving tomorrow morning, even if it's just a few hours.
But there is actually nothing to eat at home, the vegetables in the refrigerator have long gone bad. Wu Yu cleaned it up and called for a takeaway. Then he went to the bedroom and took off his jacket. He was about to unbutton the neat standard shirt. He suddenly caught a glimpse of the cabinet door in the master bedroom's cloakroom open. He was startled slightly.
Then he remembered that he hadn't shut down.
On the day Yang Chengdong brought a group of criminal police officers from the Wuqiao Branch to arrest people, he hurriedly packed a few clothes for Bu Chonghua, stuffed it into his backpack and rushed out the door, paying no attention to anything behind him.
Wu Yu walked over and closed the door at will, but at that moment it was as if fate had retreated from the fork to the original point, and proceeded along the destined route-his sight was like four months ago, falling into the row of coats again There was an inexplicable pause on the safe.
The scene of that afternoon suddenly repeated itself in the depths of his mind. He heard Bu Chonghua knock on the door outside the door, and when he entered the house, he could not help but said that he gave him a strong hug, and the good smell of rain forest came to his face; then they picked it up. Kiss, Bu Chonghua gave him a supermarket shopping bag full of snacks, and went straight into the bedroom cloakroom without looking back. He seemed very happy...
The moment the figure turned into the master bedroom, Wu Yu inadvertently raised his head and saw Bu Chonghua holding a small handbag in his arm.
It was a black, zippered, bulging handbag like a stuffed handbag.
However, he did not pay attention at the time. He took a lollipop and held it in his mouth. He returned to the desk and continued to engrave on the ring. When he heard Bu Chonghua changed his clothes and left the closet, the bag was gone when he entered the study. .
——What's in the bag?
Wu Yu's heart jumped wildly, crouched down and looked at the quiet metal box in the dark. After a long time, he stretched out his hand and gently touched the password button.
Bu Chonghua is very particular about all work-related device passwords, but his personal passwords are simple and uniform, probably because workaholics have no personal space. Besides, a person who lives alone all year round has nothing to guard against. Wu Yu even knew Bu Chonghua’s private cell phone unlock code and payment password, and of course he could open the safe. His thumb hovered in mid-air for a moment, and finally a button rang in the quiet big room, followed by a click, the metal box It really opened.
Inside there is a black handbag.
Wu Yu's pupils were slightly enlarged, he took out the handbag and opened it, his hands were cold and unstable for no reason.
The next moment, a bag of documents and photos slipped from his lap, and it was scattered all over the floor in an uproar!
As if the huge sword was clanging loudly, the death knell sounded in the void, shaking people's internal organs. All Wu Yu's eyes were frozen on the color scan by his feet, and the depth of his eardrum was shocked, his pupils dilated to the extreme, his mind and soul were blank.
The young woman in a pink dress and white dress squatted in front of the small forest, and the little boy in her arms stared at the camera from bottom up, ignorant and tense. The immature eyes traveled through the chaotic years and the war-torn time and space, and looked at each other with Wu Yu, who was more than 20 years later. In the depths of each other’s pupils, similar faces were reflected in each other's eyes, and the corners of the lips that were born downward were exactly the same. .
——Twenty-five days a month, mother
Solution
"..." Wu Yu knelt on the ground, staring at the two lines for a long time, and all the bloody answers were in between the lines.
Peng Wan's eyes were staring at nothing, the car that was tumbling and burning in the rainy night, Zhang Boming who jumped down from the top floor, and even the distress signal that no one answered over and over again ten years ago... The truth is finally twisted into a thread at this moment, and the sky is whistling. to. ωωω.999xs.co\m\
Wu Yu tremblingly took out his cell phone and dialed Yan Xi's number: "...Hello?"
At the same moment, the dignified attendees at the long table in the small meeting room of the Jinhai Public Security Bureau packed up their things and got up. Yan Xi took a mobile phone and acted: "What?" Then he turned his head and looked at Bu Chonghua.
"Okay... OK, you wait." Yan Xiu hesitated for two seconds before handing the phone to Bu Chonghua in full view: "Wu Yu wants to call you immediately."
Bu Chonghua was talking with Song Ping, Secretary Weng and others, and was caught off guard to get the mobile phone. He didn't understand what was going on, so he cast a look at several leaders of the municipal party committee for inquiries, and Song Ping nodded suspiciously at him to signal first.
"Hello, Wu Yu?"
"... Are you looking for someone to investigate me?"
Bu Chonghua stiffened, and several leaders who were close to him were also stunned.
But Bu Chonghua reacted extremely quickly, and immediately vaguely guessed what he had found, and said in a deep voice, "Listen to me, this matter—"
Wu Yu's voice was hoarse and rough, with hot blood: "Are you looking for someone to investigate me?!"
Song Ju, Secretary Weng and others looked at each other, everyone was puzzled and at a loss. Bu Chonghua calmed down and said, "Yes, Wu Yu, listen to me first. We'll..."
Wu Yu turned a deaf ear and interrupted him with a trembling, "Turn on the phone and amplify it."
At the same time, the community is downstairs.
A black Audi stopped abruptly, Lin Kang's gloomy eyes reflected in the rearview mirror. He unfastened his seat belt, and just about to get out of the car, he stopped suddenly as if remembering something, then he took a gun from the glove box and put it into the inner pocket of his jacket, and then slammed the door.
——The dust and mud spots that were normally splashed on the hem of his car's rear license plate were wiped off at some point, and the small half of the palm was wiped off, and it looked very clean.
But this is actually very unobvious, and other people will not pay attention to their own rear license plates.
Lin Kang retracted his cold gaze and strode towards the front door of the apartment building.
When the speaker was turned on the opposite side of the mobile phone, the noise immediately increased, and it was still mixed with the very lightness of Song Ju: "You persuade him to go back and talk, now is not the time..."
Wu Yu held the phone to his ear with one hand, and quickly flipped through the documents under his feet with the other. Just as he was about to speak, the phone suddenly vibrated several times. He subconsciously saw that it was a picture sent by Jiang Ting.
——Soil sample inspection and comparison appraisal certificate issued by the Technical Team of Jinhai Public Security Bureau.
What do you mean?
Wu Yu didn't have time to take a closer look. The phone vibrated one after another, and Jiang Ting's news followed:
[Part of the soil samples inside Lin Kang's tires are rich in silica fume particles and silicon dioxide. Compared with the soil samples on the road where you crashed in an industrial area, they showed certain characteristics. 】
[I’m going to the Song Bureau to find the Traffic Management Bureau to dispatch the surveillance video that night]
[Wu Yu, the black car you saw on the night you were kidnapped may be Lin Kang. 】
"Hello, Wu Yu?" Bu Chonghua's voice rang across the phone, "Are you okay? Why don't you speak?"
Is it really Lin Kang?
What does he want to do?
How much does he know?
The fluorescence of the phone screen faintly reflected Wu Yu's face in the dim light. His temples jumped suddenly, countless calculations flashed in his mind, his face was pale but extremely calm, and suddenly the doorbell rang outside!
——The security measures for this residential building are in place. You must first stand downstairs and ring the bell, and let go upstairs, otherwise the elevator will not reach the corresponding floor. Suddenly Wu Yu seemed to realize what was happening, and after a brief and clear sentence, he put down his phone, got up and went to the outer gate to take a look, and it was Lin Kang!
Ding Dong! Ding Dong!
Lin Kang stood with his hands behind him. There was always a calm and dripping aura around him, like a diplomat, but don’t know if it was because of the light in the corridor. The angle of the backlight seemed sharp and aggressive. He did a few words on the cat’s eyes. A silent mouth shape:
"I, Zhi, Tao, you, here, here."
Wu Yu's brows and pupils were pressed tightly, and instantly countless thoughts flashed in his mind——
Bet your net worth to open this door?
Or is it procrastinating and plotting it?
"...If you want to live, don't avenge anyone, don't look back..." He heard the serial explosions deep in the tunnel and his own despair crying, and he heard the man in his arms dying and gasping: "Go forward, keep going. Go ahead...don't look back!"
"I promise that no matter what happens, I will solve this case for you." By the rainy night river beach where the kidnapper was shot, Wu Yu put the violent Bu Chonghua on the door of the police car and said hoarsely in his ear: "I promise You, I promised to avenge you."
Zhang Boming jumped off the top floor of the hospital, Peng Wan staring in a pool of blood, the young couple shot to death in the night at the border, and two children running to their lives in the raging fire... The scenes alternated in the void, they cried hoarsely The sound filled my ears: Didn't you promise to avenge us?
Why don't you find the real murderer for us?
Wu Yu closed his eyes, inhaled deeply so that his chest tingled, then gritted his teeth, grabbed the handle, and forced open the door——
call!
Lin Kang entered the door and stepped on the floor tiles. He hurriedly forced Wu Yu back to the corner of the hallway. He slapped the bullet into the chamber, and then the cold muzzle pressed against his chest:
"You asked me to take soil samples from my car body and tires?"
Wu Yu held the barrel in his palm, his voice motionless like ice: "Why did you follow me and Bu Chonghua's car the night of the accident?"
The two looked at each other, Lin Kang twitched the corner of his mouth, which was a slightly mocking cold arc, then leaned forward and whispered in Wu Yu's ear:
"There are only the two of us, no acting."
"We all know why Zhang Boming died."
Snapped!
The warm yellow light was bright, reflecting the entire spacious living room and the second floor.
Wu Yu stood at the door, and it took a long time before he bowed his head and put on slippers and walked into this familiar home.
This is the first time in four months that he has returned to the duplex apartment in this top district in Jinhai.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the wind and rain were like gloom, the living room was filled with the smell of static air for a long time, and there was a supermarket shopping bag full of snacks scattered on the kitchen countertop, and a thin layer of dust had fallen on the snack packaging. The study door was open, and there were carved knives, cloth mats and small spotlights scattered on the semi-messy tabletop. All the items maintained the last-minute scene when the owner left in a hurry.
Wu Yu picked up the carving knife, his expression in a trance.
... "Help me engrave one too." "Too many strokes?" "Engrave anything, as long as it is your name." "You are afraid that I will break up in the future, I will keep the ring and I can't explain it, right? "You are such an excellent object..." "You have promised to have been with me in this life. If I want everyone to know, you can't stop it!"
...
Wu Yu cast his gaze on the empty swivel chair behind the desk, he seemed to see himself sitting there again, stalemate with the pressing Bu Chonghua, the carving knife stopped in mid-air, no matter what, he couldn't engrave the inner ring of the ring. The first stroke of "Wu" was followed by the phone rang.
It was from Xu Ju.
On that sunny afternoon, the news of Peng Wan's kidnapping was like a blockbuster. It detonated the peace between the two of them on thin ice, and everything was broken.
The white mist flew away in the quiet air of the study, it was a silent sigh.
Wu Yu put down the carving knife, turned and walked out of the study, went to the outside room to turn on the central heating. It's almost six o'clock, and Bu Chonghua hasn't rested for more than ten hours. He is still in a meeting in the city council. He must be anxiously looking forward to returning home before leaving tomorrow morning, even if it's just a few hours.
But there is actually nothing to eat at home, the vegetables in the refrigerator have long gone bad. Wu Yu cleaned it up and called for a takeaway. Then he went to the bedroom and took off his jacket. He was about to unbutton the neat standard shirt. He suddenly caught a glimpse of the cabinet door in the master bedroom's cloakroom open. He was startled slightly.
Then he remembered that he hadn't shut down.
On the day Yang Chengdong brought a group of criminal police officers from the Wuqiao Branch to arrest people, he hurriedly packed a few clothes for Bu Chonghua, stuffed it into his backpack and rushed out the door, paying no attention to anything behind him.
Wu Yu walked over and closed the door at will, but at that moment it was as if fate had retreated from the fork to the original point, and proceeded along the destined route-his sight was like four months ago, falling into the row of coats again There was an inexplicable pause on the safe.
The scene of that afternoon suddenly repeated itself in the depths of his mind. He heard Bu Chonghua knock on the door outside the door, and when he entered the house, he could not help but said that he gave him a strong hug, and the good smell of rain forest came to his face; then they picked it up. Kiss, Bu Chonghua gave him a supermarket shopping bag full of snacks, and went straight into the bedroom cloakroom without looking back. He seemed very happy...
The moment the figure turned into the master bedroom, Wu Yu inadvertently raised his head and saw Bu Chonghua holding a small handbag in his arm.
It was a black, zippered, bulging handbag like a stuffed handbag.
However, he did not pay attention at the time. He took a lollipop and held it in his mouth. He returned to the desk and continued to engrave on the ring. When he heard Bu Chonghua changed his clothes and left the closet, the bag was gone when he entered the study. .
——What's in the bag?
Wu Yu's heart jumped wildly, crouched down and looked at the quiet metal box in the dark. After a long time, he stretched out his hand and gently touched the password button.
Bu Chonghua is very particular about all work-related device passwords, but his personal passwords are simple and uniform, probably because workaholics have no personal space. Besides, a person who lives alone all year round has nothing to guard against. Wu Yu even knew Bu Chonghua’s private cell phone unlock code and payment password, and of course he could open the safe. His thumb hovered in mid-air for a moment, and finally a button rang in the quiet big room, followed by a click, the metal box It really opened.
Inside there is a black handbag.
Wu Yu's pupils were slightly enlarged, he took out the handbag and opened it, his hands were cold and unstable for no reason.
The next moment, a bag of documents and photos slipped from his lap, and it was scattered all over the floor in an uproar!
As if the huge sword was clanging loudly, the death knell sounded in the void, shaking people's internal organs. All Wu Yu's eyes were frozen on the color scan by his feet, and the depth of his eardrum was shocked, his pupils dilated to the extreme, his mind and soul were blank.
The young woman in a pink dress and white dress squatted in front of the small forest, and the little boy in her arms stared at the camera from bottom up, ignorant and tense. The immature eyes traveled through the chaotic years and the war-torn time and space, and looked at each other with Wu Yu, who was more than 20 years later. In the depths of each other’s pupils, similar faces were reflected in each other's eyes, and the corners of the lips that were born downward were exactly the same. .
——Twenty-five days a month, mother
Solution
"..." Wu Yu knelt on the ground, staring at the two lines for a long time, and all the bloody answers were in between the lines.
Peng Wan's eyes were staring at nothing, the car that was tumbling and burning in the rainy night, Zhang Boming who jumped down from the top floor, and even the distress signal that no one answered over and over again ten years ago... The truth is finally twisted into a thread at this moment, and the sky is whistling. to. ωωω.999xs.co\m\
Wu Yu tremblingly took out his cell phone and dialed Yan Xi's number: "...Hello?"
At the same moment, the dignified attendees at the long table in the small meeting room of the Jinhai Public Security Bureau packed up their things and got up. Yan Xi took a mobile phone and acted: "What?" Then he turned his head and looked at Bu Chonghua.
"Okay... OK, you wait." Yan Xiu hesitated for two seconds before handing the phone to Bu Chonghua in full view: "Wu Yu wants to call you immediately."
Bu Chonghua was talking with Song Ping, Secretary Weng and others, and was caught off guard to get the mobile phone. He didn't understand what was going on, so he cast a look at several leaders of the municipal party committee for inquiries, and Song Ping nodded suspiciously at him to signal first.
"Hello, Wu Yu?"
"... Are you looking for someone to investigate me?"
Bu Chonghua stiffened, and several leaders who were close to him were also stunned.
But Bu Chonghua reacted extremely quickly, and immediately vaguely guessed what he had found, and said in a deep voice, "Listen to me, this matter—"
Wu Yu's voice was hoarse and rough, with hot blood: "Are you looking for someone to investigate me?!"
Song Ju, Secretary Weng and others looked at each other, everyone was puzzled and at a loss. Bu Chonghua calmed down and said, "Yes, Wu Yu, listen to me first. We'll..."
Wu Yu turned a deaf ear and interrupted him with a trembling, "Turn on the phone and amplify it."
At the same time, the community is downstairs.
A black Audi stopped abruptly, Lin Kang's gloomy eyes reflected in the rearview mirror. He unfastened his seat belt, and just about to get out of the car, he stopped suddenly as if remembering something, then he took a gun from the glove box and put it into the inner pocket of his jacket, and then slammed the door.
——The dust and mud spots that were normally splashed on the hem of his car's rear license plate were wiped off at some point, and the small half of the palm was wiped off, and it looked very clean.
But this is actually very unobvious, and other people will not pay attention to their own rear license plates.
Lin Kang retracted his cold gaze and strode towards the front door of the apartment building.
When the speaker was turned on the opposite side of the mobile phone, the noise immediately increased, and it was still mixed with the very lightness of Song Ju: "You persuade him to go back and talk, now is not the time..."
Wu Yu held the phone to his ear with one hand, and quickly flipped through the documents under his feet with the other. Just as he was about to speak, the phone suddenly vibrated several times. He subconsciously saw that it was a picture sent by Jiang Ting.
——Soil sample inspection and comparison appraisal certificate issued by the Technical Team of Jinhai Public Security Bureau.
What do you mean?
Wu Yu didn't have time to take a closer look. The phone vibrated one after another, and Jiang Ting's news followed:
[Part of the soil samples inside Lin Kang's tires are rich in silica fume particles and silicon dioxide. Compared with the soil samples on the road where you crashed in an industrial area, they showed certain characteristics. 】
[I’m going to the Song Bureau to find the Traffic Management Bureau to dispatch the surveillance video that night]
[Wu Yu, the black car you saw on the night you were kidnapped may be Lin Kang. 】
"Hello, Wu Yu?" Bu Chonghua's voice rang across the phone, "Are you okay? Why don't you speak?"
Is it really Lin Kang?
What does he want to do?
How much does he know?
The fluorescence of the phone screen faintly reflected Wu Yu's face in the dim light. His temples jumped suddenly, countless calculations flashed in his mind, his face was pale but extremely calm, and suddenly the doorbell rang outside!
——The security measures for this residential building are in place. You must first stand downstairs and ring the bell, and let go upstairs, otherwise the elevator will not reach the corresponding floor. Suddenly Wu Yu seemed to realize what was happening, and after a brief and clear sentence, he put down his phone, got up and went to the outer gate to take a look, and it was Lin Kang!
Ding Dong! Ding Dong!
Lin Kang stood with his hands behind him. There was always a calm and dripping aura around him, like a diplomat, but don’t know if it was because of the light in the corridor. The angle of the backlight seemed sharp and aggressive. He did a few words on the cat’s eyes. A silent mouth shape:
"I, Zhi, Tao, you, here, here."
Wu Yu's brows and pupils were pressed tightly, and instantly countless thoughts flashed in his mind——
Bet your net worth to open this door?
Or is it procrastinating and plotting it?
"...If you want to live, don't avenge anyone, don't look back..." He heard the serial explosions deep in the tunnel and his own despair crying, and he heard the man in his arms dying and gasping: "Go forward, keep going. Go ahead...don't look back!"
"I promise that no matter what happens, I will solve this case for you." By the rainy night river beach where the kidnapper was shot, Wu Yu put the violent Bu Chonghua on the door of the police car and said hoarsely in his ear: "I promise You, I promised to avenge you."
Zhang Boming jumped off the top floor of the hospital, Peng Wan staring in a pool of blood, the young couple shot to death in the night at the border, and two children running to their lives in the raging fire... The scenes alternated in the void, they cried hoarsely The sound filled my ears: Didn't you promise to avenge us?
Why don't you find the real murderer for us?
Wu Yu closed his eyes, inhaled deeply so that his chest tingled, then gritted his teeth, grabbed the handle, and forced open the door——
call!
Lin Kang entered the door and stepped on the floor tiles. He hurriedly forced Wu Yu back to the corner of the hallway. He slapped the bullet into the chamber, and then the cold muzzle pressed against his chest:
"You asked me to take soil samples from my car body and tires?"
Wu Yu held the barrel in his palm, his voice motionless like ice: "Why did you follow me and Bu Chonghua's car the night of the accident?"
The two looked at each other, Lin Kang twitched the corner of his mouth, which was a slightly mocking cold arc, then leaned forward and whispered in Wu Yu's ear:
"There are only the two of us, no acting."
"We all know why Zhang Boming died."
