"When did Officer Lin come to Jinhai?"
The elevator slowly moved up, and Lin Kang naturally dropped his hands in front of him. He sighed: "I heard that there was an arson. I called early in the morning and no one answered him. So he booked a ticket for noon and arrived in the afternoon. I couldn't get in touch with someone. I thought something happened. I learned about the situation through Secretary Ou. I just rushed in."
Bu Chonghua nodded without saying a word, and said after a short while, "Officer Lin's news is pretty good."
"Just laugh, laugh."
Neither of them spoke, and the elevator reached the third floor with a ding, the door slowly opened, and Bu Chonghua made a gesture of your first request.
"Wu Yu's performance in the Nancheng branch belongs to the internal affairs of your Jinhai Public Security Bureau. Actually, I shouldn't have come." Lin Kang walked out of the elevator and nodded slightly to express his gratitude to Bu Chonghua. "But for a long time, to Wu Yu His attention and research are both very important parts of my daily work. Over time, it has become my habit, or a kind of responsibility. Therefore, after learning about the arson incident, I decided to come here in person as soon as possible, just to confirm safety , There is no other meaning."
Bu Chonghua said lightly: "What kind of security do you mean?"
Lin Kang paused, and the two looked at each other at the elevator door.
"It includes everything. Personality, psychology, surrounding environment, and whether you are willing to stay in Jinhai." Lin Kang laughed and said, "You are a front-line expert, you should understand."
Bu Chonghua squinted his eyes and looked up and down Lin Kang. At this moment, there was a stepping footsteps from the stairs at the end of the corridor, and then the iron door slammed, as if someone rushed out of the confinement room: "Quickly , Come here! It's not good! It's fighting!"
Fighting?
The expressions of the two changed slightly, and they rushed forward at the same time. As soon as they turned the corner, they saw the door of the confinement room at the end of the corridor open. Xu Ju and the others screamed and hurriedly dispersed, followed by a bang, the scrapped TV The parts of the machine were kicked and slipped out, and Ding Lingdang crashed into the foot of the wall.
"Those knives can't cut you, the fire can't burn you, but a bunch of people jumped out of the guard who attacked the police. You beat me?!" Wu Yu carried Song Ping's front: "You are the right to beat me. Where does it come from? It depends on your official position?!"
Without saying anything, Song Ping hit Wu Yu's wrist with his hook, and at the same time he swept across with a thunder. When the opponent lost his center of gravity, he grabbed him and punched him. It was a sharp and fierce counterattack at the teaching level. Wu Yu knocked over the potted plant in the corner, and blood rushed down his forehead!
"I can beat you even if I'm not a big official! Where were you when I went to the ground for nine deaths? You were still breastfeeding!"
Xu Zuxin had a heart attack on the spot: "Old Song--"
Then his scream stopped abruptly like being pinched, bang! With a heavy muffled sound, Wu Yu, who was staggering, raised his foot and kicked Song Ping against the wall. Half of his white cheeks were stained red with blood, and a hand knife was put together with his four fingers, and he stabbed in the air!
"Wu Yu!" Bu Chonghua's roar blew up flat.
Wu Yu paused, and Bu Chonghua jumped forward, almost dragging his waist back in the lightning. Lin Kang, who was waking up from his dream, strode forward to help separate Song Ping who was breathing heavily.
"Okay Wu Yu! It's me!" Bu Chonghua dragged him away, and his powerful arms crossed his head from behind: "Okay Wu Yu, calm down, calm down..."
Lin Kang's first thought was: What a shit, you will be beaten to death soon.
No one in this world knows what Wu Yu is like once he falls ill, but then, all his feelings turned into accidents and surprises-because Wu Yu made two hard reflexes in Bu Chonghua’s restraint. , Panting violently, his chest undulating, and the struggling range slowly slowed down!
"It's me, Wu Yu, it's me." Bu Chonghua's calm tone repeated over and over again: "Calm down, calm down... it's me."
"Why are you here!" Song Ping Qiqiao made a smoke: "You let him go, don't you want to resign? I have to teach him today!"
Bu Chonghua turned his head to say something louder: "You also calm down!"
Song Ping: "..."
"It's okay, it's okay." Bu Chonghua let go of Wu Yu a little bit, and squeezed his face to make him look at him: "Are you all right? I let you go?"
Under everyone's eyes, Wu Yu puffed out his breath after another. The neurotic mania was suppressed a little bit, and finally closed his eyes hard, then opened his eyes and stared at Bu Chonghua, as if confirming his existence, and nodded for a long while. .
Bu Chonghua wiped off the blood from his forehead with his thumb, and finally released the clamp completely. Wu Yu staggered two steps and barely stopped.
"Go... go get the iodine cotton," Xu Ju found his voice after a long time: "Go quickly, what are you doing in a daze!"
No one was on duty on this floor in the middle of the night, otherwise half of the corridor would have been blocked just now. Only then did the secretary of the Nancheng Sub-bureau react, and immediately jumped up and ran out, almost tripping himself in panic.
Xu Ju asked Song Ping fearfully, "Lao Song, are you okay?"
Song Ping's anger rested for a while. Not only was he okay, he was as if he had just drunk two tons of Red Bull. He raised his foot and looked at the direction of the stairs where Director Chen ran down just now. He lowered his voice and asked, "Who brought that nasty critic." The county?!"
Xu Ju's cheek immediately shook: "It's not me anyway!"
Wu Yu stood leaning against the window sill in a very poor condition. He was black and haggard. His black hair soaked in cold sweat was attached to his pale face. The blood on his forehead had dried up, and the bandage on his left hand was scattered in circles. Lin Kang looked at him back and forth from the strands of hair to the heel, gently pulled up his left arm and looked at him, and asked, "Is this burned in the arson in Fengyuan Village?"
"..."
"Do you want to resign?"
Wu Yu didn't say a word.
Lin Kang looked at him face to face and said softly, "You are not safe anymore. If we resign, we will return to Yundian. You know the rules."
The two words that most irritate Wu Yu now may be rules, but unexpectedly, after Lin Kang said this, Wu Yu did not react too much. His dark eyes suddenly fell on Lin Kang's face. Lun, then slowly lowered his gaze, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that it meant noncommittal.
Xu Ju looked at Lin Kang suspiciously and asked Secretary Ou: "This is--?" The fastest update of 999 novels. Mobile phone: https:/m.999xs.com/
"Wu Yu?" Lin Kang asked in a stronger tone.
Wu Yu swallowed, his throat moved up and down.
Because of his thinness, the clavicle neck fossa is very clear, and the neck bone protrusion caused by this action is unusually obvious. Then he looked at the ground under his feet, but suddenly his head tilted towards Bu Chonghua, but this movement stopped abruptly just halfway through, which seemed a bit unnatural.
Bu Chonghua didn't miss the unnaturalness of this moment. At that moment, he realized something—Wu Yu seemed to want to look at him again.
This detail is like an introduction, bringing the raging fire in his dreams all the way into his heart, burning his heart to tighten instantly.
"Wu Yu?" Bu Chonghua said hoarsely: "If you resign now and leave, you won't be able to catch the murderer of the 502nd case."
"..."
"And you can't catch the man who poured gasoline and set fire. Do you remember his voice? You remember how he wanted to kill us, right?"
--"we".
As soon as the word came out, Lin Kang glanced at Bu Chonghua quickly and surprised, but said nothing.
Wu Yu was silent for a long time, and the corners of his dry mouth finally moved, and he uttered two words: "...remember."
He was like a sea that had been flattened by some stronger and more irresistible force, and it went down like a raging manic ebb, revealing a rugged, empty, scarred rocky beach; the silent, restrained and gentle shadow finally began to return. His body gradually became a protective shell.
Bu Chonghua raised his left arm and beckoned him. Wu Yu hesitated, before taking a short step, he was hooked in his arms and patted one shoulder hard: "Talk to Song Ju. apologize."
Song Ping raised thick eyebrows.
Several eyes fell to this side, and it took a few minutes for Wu Yu to say vaguely: "I'm sorry."
These three words are like some kind of signal, something in the air that is tense and violent. Bu Chonghua raised his eyes to look at Song Ping, then glanced at the tattered confinement room, and raised his chin inquiringly.
Song Ping plane was a little bit fierce and hesitant, everyone was afraid to say anything. Only Xu Ju opened his mouth, seeming to hesitate to pass a step, but he was afraid that Song Ping would not let him go down the donkey. When he was standing in a stalemate, the silence was broken by the sudden ringing of the phone.
Everyone looked back at the same time, only to see Lin Kang took out the phone from his trouser pocket and took a look, walked quickly to Song Ping, and said respectfully: "Song Bureau, this call is for you."
The screen lit up and the caller ID showed two words, Feng Ting.
Song Ping: "..."
Song Ping's expression changed a few times, and he waved his hand to Bu Chonghua, and said in a low voice, "Take this kid away and watch!"
Even Bu Chonghua was slightly startled, but Song Ping obviously didn't have the time to explain to them. He walked quickly to the distance and picked up the phone. After a short while, he heard something unclear from the end of the corridor: "Hey, Lao Feng? What wind? Blow you..."
"Let's go," Bu Chonghua whispered to Wu Yu.
"..." Wu Yu lowered his head, raised the left hand with scattered bandages and touched his nose. He seemed to want to ask where to go, but he didn't say a word.
Bu Chonghua patted him, and the force led him to follow him to the stairs.
Lin Kang stood by and looked at Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu. He seemed to be a little worried, but after all he didn’t say anything. He just looked at Bu Chonghua and nodded, humbly stepping away. Step, watch them disappear one after another at the entrance of the corridor.
It was late in the night. The busy central main road in front of the Nancheng Sub-bureau was empty, the shops along the street were closed with curtains, and only one or two cars passed by in a long time. Liao Gang was waiting anxiously at the entrance of the Criminal Investigation Detachment Building. Suddenly he saw two familiar figures appearing at the end of the main hall, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Step! Little Wu!-Fuck, what happened to Little Wu? !"
Bu Chonghua waved his hand: "This is not a place to talk. Go and drive the car."
Liao Gang suddenly woke up and ran away.
The parking lot in front of the building is flat and empty, and the night is covered by a gray filter with lights. Only the two of them stood facing each other on the steps. Wu Yu raised his eyes and looked up and down Bu Chonghua, not knowing what he was thinking about, and suddenly asked for a long while:
"They didn't embarrass you, did they?"
Just as Bu Chonghua was about to call the emergency department of a hospital in the next city, his action suddenly stopped. Numerous tastes were spread from his throat at the same time, and he did not answer for a long time.
"..."
Wu Yu got the answer from this silence, nodded and said, "That's good."
He turned his side to the bright lights in the hall and closed his eyelashes tiredly, as if a bird had finally gathered its wings after a long journey. The anxiety that his nerves were on the verge of breaking finally faded from him, and the Jie Qianshan who had to use his whole body spikes to conceal his fear, fright and despair finally slowly turned back into the Wu Yu that people knew, his shoulders naturally drooping, black The hair was messy on the tips of the ears, and the thin bloodshot eyes on the forehead went from the brow bones to the eye sockets, solidified on the beautifully-lined, pale and silent cheek bones.
Bu Chonghua took a long breath and wiped off the coagulated blood with his fingers: "I'm late."
"I'm just a little worried." Wu Yu said concisely, "it's not too late."
The jeep stabbed and stopped in front of them. Liao Gang lowered the window and motioned for them to come up: "Where are you going?"
In the early summer, the night breeze blew over the treetops and grass, and occasionally there was the sound of insects. Bu Chonghua pondered for two seconds, put the phone back in his trouser pocket, and said, "Go back to my house."
"When did Officer Lin come to Jinhai?"
The elevator slowly moved up, and Lin Kang naturally dropped his hands in front of him. He sighed: "I heard that there was an arson. I called early in the morning and no one answered him. So he booked a ticket for noon and arrived in the afternoon. I couldn't get in touch with someone. I thought something happened. I learned about the situation through Secretary Ou. I just rushed in."
Bu Chonghua nodded without saying a word, and said after a short while, "Officer Lin's news is pretty good."
"Just laugh, laugh."
Neither of them spoke, and the elevator reached the third floor with a ding, the door slowly opened, and Bu Chonghua made a gesture of your first request.
"Wu Yu's performance in the Nancheng branch belongs to the internal affairs of your Jinhai Public Security Bureau. Actually, I shouldn't have come." Lin Kang walked out of the elevator and nodded slightly to express his gratitude to Bu Chonghua. "But for a long time, to Wu Yu His attention and research are both very important parts of my daily work. Over time, it has become my habit, or a kind of responsibility. Therefore, after learning about the arson incident, I decided to come here in person as soon as possible, just to confirm safety , There is no other meaning."
Bu Chonghua said lightly: "What kind of security do you mean?"
Lin Kang paused, and the two looked at each other at the elevator door.
"It includes everything. Personality, psychology, surrounding environment, and whether you are willing to stay in Jinhai." Lin Kang laughed and said, "You are a front-line expert, you should understand."
Bu Chonghua squinted his eyes and looked up and down Lin Kang. At this moment, there was a stepping footsteps from the stairs at the end of the corridor, and then the iron door slammed, as if someone rushed out of the confinement room: "Quickly , Come here! It's not good! It's fighting!"
Fighting?
The expressions of the two changed slightly, and they rushed forward at the same time. As soon as they turned the corner, they saw the door of the confinement room at the end of the corridor open. Xu Ju and the others screamed and hurriedly dispersed, followed by a bang, the scrapped TV The parts of the machine were kicked and slipped out, and Ding Lingdang crashed into the foot of the wall.
"Those knives can't cut you, the fire can't burn you, but a bunch of people jumped out of the guard who attacked the police. You beat me?!" Wu Yu carried Song Ping's front: "You are the right to beat me. Where does it come from? It depends on your official position?!"
Without saying anything, Song Ping hit Wu Yu's wrist with his hook, and at the same time he swept across with a thunder. When the opponent lost his center of gravity, he grabbed him and punched him. It was a sharp and fierce counterattack at the teaching level. Wu Yu knocked over the potted plant in the corner, and blood rushed down his forehead!
"I can beat you even if I'm not a big official! Where were you when I went to the ground for nine deaths? You were still breastfeeding!"
Xu Zuxin had a heart attack on the spot: "Old Song--"
Then his scream stopped abruptly like being pinched, bang! With a heavy muffled sound, Wu Yu, who was staggering, raised his foot and kicked Song Ping against the wall. Half of his white cheeks were stained red with blood, and a hand knife was put together with his four fingers, and he stabbed in the air!
"Wu Yu!" Bu Chonghua's roar blew up flat.
Wu Yu paused, and Bu Chonghua jumped forward, almost dragging his waist back in the lightning. Lin Kang, who was waking up from his dream, strode forward to help separate Song Ping who was breathing heavily.
"Okay Wu Yu! It's me!" Bu Chonghua dragged him away, and his powerful arms crossed his head from behind: "Okay Wu Yu, calm down, calm down..."
Lin Kang's first thought was: What a shit, you will be beaten to death soon.
No one in this world knows what Wu Yu is like once he falls ill, but then, all his feelings turned into accidents and surprises-because Wu Yu made two hard reflexes in Bu Chonghua’s restraint. , Panting violently, his chest undulating, and the struggling range slowly slowed down!
"It's me, Wu Yu, it's me." Bu Chonghua's calm tone repeated over and over again: "Calm down, calm down... it's me."
"Why are you here!" Song Ping Qiqiao made a smoke: "You let him go, don't you want to resign? I have to teach him today!"
Bu Chonghua turned his head to say something louder: "You also calm down!"
Song Ping: "..."
"It's okay, it's okay." Bu Chonghua let go of Wu Yu a little bit, and squeezed his face to make him look at him: "Are you all right? I let you go?"
Under everyone's eyes, Wu Yu puffed out his breath after another. The neurotic mania was suppressed a little bit, and finally closed his eyes hard, then opened his eyes and stared at Bu Chonghua, as if confirming his existence, and nodded for a long while. .
Bu Chonghua wiped off the blood from his forehead with his thumb, and finally released the clamp completely. Wu Yu staggered two steps and barely stopped.
"Go... go get the iodine cotton," Xu Ju found his voice after a long time: "Go quickly, what are you doing in a daze!"
No one was on duty on this floor in the middle of the night, otherwise half of the corridor would have been blocked just now. Only then did the secretary of the Nancheng Sub-bureau react, and immediately jumped up and ran out, almost tripping himself in panic.
Xu Ju asked Song Ping fearfully, "Lao Song, are you okay?"
Song Ping's anger rested for a while. Not only was he okay, he was as if he had just drunk two tons of Red Bull. He raised his foot and looked at the direction of the stairs where Director Chen ran down just now. He lowered his voice and asked, "Who brought that nasty critic." The county?!"
Xu Ju's cheek immediately shook: "It's not me anyway!"
Wu Yu stood leaning against the window sill in a very poor condition. He was black and haggard. His black hair soaked in cold sweat was attached to his pale face. The blood on his forehead had dried up, and the bandage on his left hand was scattered in circles. Lin Kang looked at him back and forth from the strands of hair to the heel, gently pulled up his left arm and looked at him, and asked, "Is this burned in the arson in Fengyuan Village?"
"..."
"Do you want to resign?"
Wu Yu didn't say a word.
Lin Kang looked at him face to face and said softly, "You are not safe anymore. If we resign, we will return to Yundian. You know the rules."
The two words that most irritate Wu Yu now may be rules, but unexpectedly, after Lin Kang said this, Wu Yu did not react too much. His dark eyes suddenly fell on Lin Kang's face. Lun, then slowly lowered his gaze, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that it meant noncommittal.
Xu Ju looked at Lin Kang suspiciously and asked Secretary Ou: "This is--?" The fastest update of 999 novels. Mobile phone: https:/m.999xs.com/
"Wu Yu?" Lin Kang asked in a stronger tone.
Wu Yu swallowed, his throat moved up and down.
Because of his thinness, the clavicle neck fossa is very clear, and the neck bone protrusion caused by this action is unusually obvious. Then he looked at the ground under his feet, but suddenly his head tilted towards Bu Chonghua, but this movement stopped abruptly just halfway through, which seemed a bit unnatural.
Bu Chonghua didn't miss the unnaturalness of this moment. At that moment, he realized something—Wu Yu seemed to want to look at him again.
This detail is like an introduction, bringing the raging fire in his dreams all the way into his heart, burning his heart to tighten instantly.
"Wu Yu?" Bu Chonghua said hoarsely: "If you resign now and leave, you won't be able to catch the murderer of the 502nd case."
"..."
"And you can't catch the man who poured gasoline and set fire. Do you remember his voice? You remember how he wanted to kill us, right?"
--"we".
As soon as the word came out, Lin Kang glanced at Bu Chonghua quickly and surprised, but said nothing.
Wu Yu was silent for a long time, and the corners of his dry mouth finally moved, and he uttered two words: "...remember."
He was like a sea that had been flattened by some stronger and more irresistible force, and it went down like a raging manic ebb, revealing a rugged, empty, scarred rocky beach; the silent, restrained and gentle shadow finally began to return. His body gradually became a protective shell.
Bu Chonghua raised his left arm and beckoned him. Wu Yu hesitated, before taking a short step, he was hooked in his arms and patted one shoulder hard: "Talk to Song Ju. apologize."
Song Ping raised thick eyebrows.
Several eyes fell to this side, and it took a few minutes for Wu Yu to say vaguely: "I'm sorry."
These three words are like some kind of signal, something in the air that is tense and violent. Bu Chonghua raised his eyes to look at Song Ping, then glanced at the tattered confinement room, and raised his chin inquiringly.
Song Ping plane was a little bit fierce and hesitant, everyone was afraid to say anything. Only Xu Ju opened his mouth, seeming to hesitate to pass a step, but he was afraid that Song Ping would not let him go down the donkey. When he was standing in a stalemate, the silence was broken by the sudden ringing of the phone.
Everyone looked back at the same time, only to see Lin Kang took out the phone from his trouser pocket and took a look, walked quickly to Song Ping, and said respectfully: "Song Bureau, this call is for you."
The screen lit up and the caller ID showed two words, Feng Ting.
Song Ping: "..."
Song Ping's expression changed a few times, and he waved his hand to Bu Chonghua, and said in a low voice, "Take this kid away and watch!"
Even Bu Chonghua was slightly startled, but Song Ping obviously didn't have the time to explain to them. He walked quickly to the distance and picked up the phone. After a short while, he heard something unclear from the end of the corridor: "Hey, Lao Feng? What wind? Blow you..."
"Let's go," Bu Chonghua whispered to Wu Yu.
"..." Wu Yu lowered his head, raised the left hand with scattered bandages and touched his nose. He seemed to want to ask where to go, but he didn't say a word.
Bu Chonghua patted him, and the force led him to follow him to the stairs.
Lin Kang stood by and looked at Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu. He seemed to be a little worried, but after all he didn’t say anything. He just looked at Bu Chonghua and nodded, humbly stepping away. Step, watch them disappear one after another at the entrance of the corridor.
It was late in the night. The busy central main road in front of the Nancheng Sub-bureau was empty, the shops along the street were closed with curtains, and only one or two cars passed by in a long time. Liao Gang was waiting anxiously at the entrance of the Criminal Investigation Detachment Building. Suddenly he saw two familiar figures appearing at the end of the main hall, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Step! Little Wu!-Fuck, what happened to Little Wu? !"
Bu Chonghua waved his hand: "This is not a place to talk. Go and drive the car."
Liao Gang suddenly woke up and ran away.
The parking lot in front of the building is flat and empty, and the night is covered by a gray filter with lights. Only the two of them stood facing each other on the steps. Wu Yu raised his eyes and looked up and down Bu Chonghua, not knowing what he was thinking about, and suddenly asked for a long while:
"They didn't embarrass you, did they?"
Just as Bu Chonghua was about to call the emergency department of a hospital in the next city, his action suddenly stopped. Numerous tastes were spread from his throat at the same time, and he did not answer for a long time.
"..."
Wu Yu got the answer from this silence, nodded and said, "That's good."
He turned his side to the bright lights in the hall and closed his eyelashes tiredly, as if a bird had finally gathered its wings after a long journey. The anxiety that his nerves were on the verge of breaking finally faded from him, and the Jie Qianshan who had to use his whole body spikes to conceal his fear, fright and despair finally slowly turned back into the Wu Yu that people knew, his shoulders naturally drooping, black The hair was messy on the tips of the ears, and the thin bloodshot eyes on the forehead went from the brow bones to the eye sockets, solidified on the beautifully-lined, pale and silent cheek bones.
Bu Chonghua took a long breath and wiped off the coagulated blood with his fingers: "I'm late."
"I'm just a little worried." Wu Yu said concisely, "it's not too late."
The jeep stabbed and stopped in front of them. Liao Gang lowered the window and motioned for them to come up: "Where are you going?"
In the early summer, the night breeze blew over the treetops and grass, and occasionally there was the sound of insects. Bu Chonghua pondered for two seconds, put the phone back in his trouser pocket, and said, "Go back to my house."
