Nancheng Branch of Jinhai City Public Security Bureau.
early morning.
The criminal investigation detachment, who has been busy all night, sat in groups of three or five, fighting against time to smoke, eat breakfast, and organize materials during this rare moment of rest. The young boys discussed with each other about the blind date they would see on the weekend, and the older ones complained to each other at home. Uncontrollable bastards, angry wives, and increasingly dangerous hairline, the large office is filled with the cordial atmosphere of a mixture of Tongyi Beef Noodles and Kangshi|Fu Laotan Sauerkraut.
Bang! The office door was pushed open heavily, and Bu Chonghua strode in.
"It's all recruited. These people were responsible for the March 29 robbery. Meng Zhao went to the prosecutor's office to find your old classmates to prepare to stop the process. Two detective groups headed the suspect to identify the scene and talked to the old man at the Liuhe Road Police Station. Yang said hello. Where's the deputy detachment?"
Bu Chonghua pushed the concealed door of the deputy detachment office, looked back at the crowd, raised his slender sword eyebrows, his eyes shone like a cold star.
He walked this way just now, and wherever he went, a magical change occurred in an instant: the mobile phone newspaper was smashed into the drawer, unified beef noodles and Master Kong|Fu Laotan sauerkraut miraculously swept away, and the hall was full of difficulties. The bastard and the angry wives disappeared like a gust of wind; in just a few seconds, when he turned his head, the whole office only heard the clicks of the police officers standing up and sorting out the "eight pieces of police." Sister Hua Meng, a police officer from the Criminal Investigation Detachment, who was a year old, answered with fear and panic as she put her handcuffs away from her arms:
"Vice team Liao had trouble with his stomach all night..."
Before he finished his words, Liao Gang, the deputy detachment leader of the Nancheng Branch, ran out of the bathroom with his pants, slapped to attention, and hurriedly tied his belts while sternly said: "Yes! Here! What's the organization's instructions?"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Bu Chonghua is a terrible perfectionist.
Whether it's ambushing all night, rushing to arrest people for thousands of miles, or 72 hours of sleepless interrogation, his hair is always meticulous, his shirt is neat and tidy, his leather shoes are bright and brand new, and his brain's clarity and muscular fitness are always kept at the highest level. Pinnacle, any time you pull it out, you can immediately shoot an advertising video for the Jinhai City Public Security Bureau and directly broadcast it on CCTV.
The reason why he was able to do this is inseparable from the harsh and perverted self-requirements. For example, when he first airborne to the Criminal Investigation Detachment as the head of the criminal investigation detachment, he personally took someone out to investigate an urgent and serious case. He ran back and forth for three days and four nights in a row. Everyone could only take turns in a police car that was flying all the way. After returning to the Nancheng branch, a dozen or so tired young men lay all over the floor in the office. It was not until the afternoon when everyone woke up from hunger, that the leader of the Bu Detachment was not asleep at all. He took a shower, shaved his beard, finished writing a case report, sorted out the file, and even went on a treadmill for two hours. Going to the procuratorate with the facts of the case.
After that incident, everyone respected the new leader because he felt he was not a human being.
"It's nothing," Bu Chonghua looked up and down the deputy detachment and said lightly: "Prepare to follow me up to the detention center to refer to the suspect of the 329 robbery."
Liao Gang immediately responded with the chrysanthemum in hand, and threw the thought of sneaking out to buy breakfast away.
"Also." Bu Chonghua suddenly looked back.
Liao Gang: "?"
"You didn't zipper your pants."
Liao Gang's face blushed and he tugged the zipper, almost caught an egg.
Bu Chonghua turned back to the interrogation room expressionlessly. There was no trace of staying up late on that handsome face. The sharp muscle lines under the white shirt were looming, and the dark blue police pants were worn on his long legs. It seemed that he had just stepped down from the runway show, and pushed the office door outward in the eyes of everyone.
Wow!
Outside the gate, Wu Yu, who came oncoming with his steamed buns, was caught off guard, soy milk came out.
Immediately after Bu Chonghua, he was splashed all over by the oncoming white unknown liquid.
At that moment, everyone in the Criminal Investigation Detachment simultaneously floated a sentence: Quietness is the farewell music, silence is Cambridge tonight..................
"..." Wu Yu stayed for two seconds, hurriedly swallowing the veggie steamed buns in his mouth, took out a paper towel from the plastic bag and handed it over: "Sorry Captain, wipe it quickly, I'm sorry, sorry..."
But Bu Chonghua didn't answer, "What are you doing here?"
Wu Yu didn't react, and pointed to the wall clock on the wall of the large office—the second hand returned to zero with a tick and the minute hand moved to half past eight—he came to work on time.
Bu Chonghua said calmly: "I said you don't use it anymore."
Everyone in the office dared not speak, and the corridors suddenly became quiet.
"Don't understand? I said you don't use it for work anymore." Bu Chonghua was slightly taller than Wu Yu, and slightly looked down at his dark eyes. He said almost every word: "The Criminal Investigation Detachment doesn't need you. Resign yourself."
He is serious!
As if a bomb exploded silently in the deep water, everyone couldn't help but shut their breath. Deputy Liao and Sister Meng exchanged horrified eyes.
However, Wu Yu, one of the central figures of the incident, was very slow to react, and he was stunned before asking: "...what did you say?"
Bu Chonghua stared at him coldly.
The two of them stood in a stalemate at the door of the office hall, and no one had the intention to move away. The air seemed to have turned into a flowing ice ball, which pierced and hurt every minute.
"That..." Finally in this desperate silence, Deputy Liao forced himself to move a little forward under the shining gaze of his brothers, pulled a piece of tissue, grabbed it in his hand, and boldly opened his head. Mouth: "I said... the team, or you first... wipe it first, didn't Xu Ju say that he will come down to talk to you when you are free today? Should you wait for him first?"
More than just "chat", since last night Bu Chonghua told Wu Yu to stop coming to work, the dignified Nancheng branch director Xu Zuxin ran to their detachment three times, one after the other, getting anxious. The person in the secretariat said that he was in the office of the director. That poor sphygmomanometer was almost exploded.
"Let’s go, let’s go to the detention center first, go to the detention center." Seeing that Bu Chonghua seemed to be loosening, Liao Gang hurriedly hit the iron while it was hot: "Come and I will drive your old man personally. "
Liao Gang pulled Chonghua's arm, the latter half step forward, Wu Yu walked into the office against the door frame and brushed face to face with Bu Chonghua. For a moment, the tips of their noses were almost stuck together.
Wu Yu lowered his eyes, Bu Chonghua stared at his falling eyelashes, and whispered softly: "I don't need someone like you to step on to work and mess around. When I come back at noon, you go by yourself, understand?"
A strange look flashed through Wu Yu's eyes, and he couldn't tell whether it was a mockery or a self-deprecation, and it was instantly covered up.
He respectfully said: "I'm sorry the captain, I won't dare next time."
Just this simple sentence, like a sizzling flame, instantly blasted Bu Chonghua’s explosives to the top!
With a cry to the ground, Liao Gang didn't even have time to pull, he saw Bu Chonghua break free, grabbed Wu Yu's collar, walked across the corridor in three steps in two steps, opened the pantry door, and smashed Wu Yu. Push in.
Liao Gang lost his voice: "Step——"
Damn it!
The door panel was thrown backhand by Bu Chonghua, and the ground shook with a loud noise. The internal service trainee screamed, "Oh!"
Wu Yu staggered two steps and stood firmly, barely hitting the wall, and then he was picked up by Bu Chonghua, "Do you think that the day you first came, I said that criminal investigation field service is not a place for anyone to be a springboard for qualifications? joke?"
Bu Chonghua's face was full of cold and strong oppression at close range, and his hand strength was really not covered. Wu Yu's old T-shirt neckline was pulled to death by life, and he couldn't say anything for a while.
"Every day, go to work, leave early after get off work, never work overtime, check in to handle cases, and the detachment pays such a high salary for field workers. Did you invite you to provide for the elderly? Tell you Wu Yu, as long as it is in Jinhai City, no matter how hard your relationship is behind me It's useless, it's time to get out, do you understand?!"
Wu Yu coughed a few times, and put a virtual hand on Bu Chonghua's arm, reluctantly showing weakness: "Captain, you calm down..."
Bu Chonghua was angry, and without even thinking about it, he slammed his whole body against the wall of the pantry, and roared, "Is it clear?
"...!!!"
Last night, his injured spine hit the wall with great force. Wu Yu only felt his brain was blank. After a few seconds or a few minutes, the dull and severe pain was like a hammer hitting the chest cavity, and the spinal nerves were bloody. Dingmo land rushed to Tianling cover.
He didn't even realize that he had fallen forward. He didn't fall to his knees because of Bu Chonghua's arms. It took him a while to hear someone ask in his ear: "...Wu Yu...Wu Yu? How do you respond? What? Talk!..."
Bu Chonghua is almost out of order. His first reaction was actually that this person was definitely taking the opportunity to touch porcelain, and then he immediately discovered that it was really not. Otherwise, the appearance and acting skills of this kid would not need to be mixed in the police force. He might be able to get a little golden man back on his debut.
Is it that fragile? Don't this kid come to the police for free treatment for an old disease?
"Hey, are you okay?" Bu Chonghua hugged Wu Yu's upper body with one hand, patted his face but didn't respond. He pulled his jaw hard, but only half of his face turned blue and cold sweat. His ears were soaked along the temples, and his trembling lips were speechless. Bu Zhonghua's heart sank, knowing it was not good, and immediately turned his head and shouted at the closed door: "Hey! Come on! Come on!"
-Silence outside the door.
Everyone knew that Bu Chonghua was furious, and the entire detachment was hiding in the large office at the other end of the corridor.
Bu Chonghua cursed silently in his heart, fearing that his back ribs would be broken, so he didn't dare to let Wu Yu lean back against the wall, so he held his upper body from the front so hard, and picked up his piece of cloth that was almost washed. took a look at the loose white T-shirt, and suddenly took a breath—
Wu Yu's skeleton is narrow, his shoulders are thin, but he is thin and sharp like a whip. The skin and flesh as wide as two palms from the back of the heart to the end of the ribs is completely bruised, and the black blood coagulates under the skin. It was shocking.
Looking up, there was one thing on his skin from the back of his neck to his right shoulder blade that would never appear on public officials, especially criminal police officers: tattoos.
With its neck facing the sky and its wings soaring, it is a light black bird.
The public security system's physical examination is particularly strict, and even the scars left after the tattoos are removed after surgery are not allowed. How did he unscrupulously get such a large area?
Bu Chonghua's gaze could not help but stay on the tattooed bird for half a second - the unusual posture of this bird when it flew suddenly caused a strange feeling in his heart.
At this moment, Wu Yu finally took half a breath from the severe pain, gritted his teeth and pressed the wall, broke free of Bu Chonghua's arm, and picked up his collar!
Wu Yu is usually a person who can only do things with his head down, as if he has no temper at all. But at this moment, his eyelashes are soaked in cold sweat and are especially dark, Sen Han's bloodshot eyes are firmly nailed to Bu Chonghua's face, some kind of The bursting emotion finally couldn't be controlled, and broke through the cage of forbearance and depression:
"Do you think that I really look at academic leaders like you—"
The door of the pantry opened.
"Bu Chonghua, I found you for most of the night... Fuck, what are you two doing?!" 999 novel first published https://www.999xs.com https://m.999xs.com
The two turned their heads at the same time and faced the stunned Director Xu Zuxin.
It was quiet all around, and then just listened:
"Sorry to the team." Wu Yu returned to his usual forbearing and honest state in a short moment as if his face changed, and he lowered his head to admit his mistake: "I shouldn't leave early, and I won't dare again next time."
Bu Chonghua: "………………"
In the small space, the two of them had messy hair, disheveled clothes, and their bodies pressed against the wall tightly. The old T-shirt on Wu Yu's body that was placed on the floor and two dollars was not necessarily required was lifted up and exposed. A small piece of pale narrow waist was immersed in the dark blue police pants; although Bu Chonghua’s shirt was stuck in the belt, there was obviously a large wet spot in the crotch position of the pants. Xu Ju’s sharp eyes had been engaged in criminal investigation for decades. found a circle of white stains on the edge of the wet stain, which seemed to be a living evidence of defamation.
Xu Ju held up his fingers like a convulsion, and suffocated for a while:
"You two should leave me soon!"
Bu Chonghua: "………………"
Bu Chonghua's forehead blue tendons protruded and he took a half step back.
"Look at you, you see you? Just make it for Lao Tzu!" Xu Ju glared at Bu Chonghua with a horrible expression, then turned to Wu Yu, and tried to change his tone more restrained: "Anyone at home There’s an urgent matter, but don’t leave early next time, you have to make up the leave slip-know you’re wrong?"
Wu Yu said softly: "I see."
Before Bu Chonghua could open his mouth, Xu Ju immediately shouted: "Stop! He said he knew it was wrong!"
".................."
Xu Ju chased the two of them like chickens: "Don’t beep me with your criminal investigation squad’s theory that not working overtime is equivalent to not going to work. Caiying district police station just reported a suspected vicious homicide case. The specific case has already been reported. Give your second child Liao Gang, shut up and go out to handle the case!"
Although Xu Ju is usually an easygoing and easy-going old man, he can yell if he really makes him anxious.
Caiying District is the most fringe of the jurisdiction of Nancheng Sub-bureau. Its jurisdiction covers a large area of urban-rural fringe. It has always been one of the areas with poor public security management. The elder Zhao of the police station was Xu Ju's old teammate who went to the mountains and the countryside. According to Xu Ju's intention, Zhao had no credit and hard work for so many years. He originally hoped that he could survive the last year of his term in peace and work hard. Rushing to a higher level; but if there is a vicious murder case, let alone the old teammate's official career, it will be hanged whether he can get a good death.
"Malignant." Bu Chonghua lowered his head and quickly flipped through the reporter's transcript, frowning: "That's right, a woman's corpse was found in the body of the suspected victim. It was preliminarily determined to be about fifteen or sixteen years old. It was said that she died one and a half days ago. It is discovered that factors such as robbery, rape, or large-scale public opinion influence...Although it is a minor, but the number of deaths is less than three, why is it malignant?"
The elevator descended from floor to floor, Xu Ju said in a deep voice, "Because the informant said that he had witnessed the assault with his own eyes."
Bu Chonghua's eyebrows jumped.
"He said that he saw the murderer was a dead person crawling out of the river."
The elevator stopped descending, and the door slowly opened. Xu Ju patted Bu Chonghua on the shoulder, "Although your kid often blames one theory after another, he is indeed the leader in solving the case. Your Uncle Song promised to solve the case for a week at the municipal party committee. It’s up to you to protect the face of our Nancheng area."
"Uncle Song" is no one else, but Song Ping, the deputy mayor of Jinhai City, the chief of the Public Security Bureau, and the boss of the siren 01.
Bu Chonghua snorted, raised his foot and walked out of the elevator. Suddenly, he heard another sound from Xu Ju from behind: "——Hey, wait!"
Bu Chonghua turned his head.
"I know you have the ability to look down on those who walk through the back door, but this Wu Yu didn't mess around in the team because of the background of the municipal party committee. They just find a place to work and collect their wages. They are also very gentle and patient with you, why bother Do you have to chase people away right away?"
Docile...bearing...
Xu Ju probably saw Bu Chonghua's expression and quickly added: "Even if you want to drive away, you can't be in a hurry - just for the sake of your Uncle Song's face at the municipal party committee, don't you think?"
Xu Ju eagerly waited for a long time, but Bu Chonghua finally uttered a few words: "I see."
He turned around and walked out, unexpectedly Xu Ju said, "Hey!"
"?"
The elevator door was about to close, only to see Xu Ju standing inside and talking, finally couldn't help it at the last moment before the elevator went up:
"Wipe your pants|Crotch!"
Bu Chonghua: "..."
The elevator closed with a ding, and went up in an indescribable subtle atmosphere.
"Brother Hua is not a bad person, ah? His temper is just a bit—"
Wu Yu is honest: "I know, Brother Liao."
In front of the Criminal Investigation Detachment building, Liao Gang stood by the police car and spotted a cigarette. He took out another cigarette and handed it to Wu Yu. He lit it with his own hands. He said sincerely, "--Yes, you know it. But. In fact, Hua Ge’s sex is related to his family history. His family situation is more complicated, and everyone is not too fond of mentioning it. It’s no wonder that your newcomer doesn’t know about it. There will be a chance in the future... Ouch!
As soon as Liao Gang turned his head, Bu Chonghua walked down the building steps quickly, frowning and said, "What are you talking about here? Near Xiaogang Village, Silihe, Caiying District, where the forensic doctor from the local police station was already on the way. Liao Gang went to the technical team to inform Old Wang to make a few spot surveys and set off!"
Liao Gang ran away in small steps, and a dozen people on the open space responded in unison, and they got into several cars separately.
Wu Yu leaned back on the black door of the police SUV, with one hand in his trouser pocket and a cigarette in the other. A corner of the white T-shirt was casually tucked into his police trousers, and a pair of dusty training boots was on his feet. Bu Chonghua suddenly stood still in front of him, looked at him up and down, and asked, "Are you okay?"
Wu Yu lowered his head and replied: "It's okay, thank you Captain."
He returned to the same old way of being half-dead if it sounds nice, but not surprised or unpleasant, with his black hair dangling down, as if he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.
Bu Chonghua suddenly discovered that the only few minutes of confrontation between the two in the pantry just now was the only time Wu Yu had real emotions-although it may only be because there was no one around, so he could unscrupulously want to turn his face. Turn your face. The rage seemed to gush out like magma that was deeply pressing on the ground, and then quickly cooled down in a blink of an eye, perfectly converging into a hard and silent basalt.
But why?
What is the reason for a person to hide his true anger and injustice by acting, and how long can he endure it?
Bu Chonghua opened his mouth and paused again. He took out something from his pocket and threw it involuntarily: "Since it's okay, show up with me and get in the car."
Wu Yu was caught off guard and took a look. The car key: "——Huh?"
"Go by car." Bu Chonghua asked back: "Otherwise I will be your driver?"
Wu Yu's back probably still hurts very much, as can be seen from the standing posture. But he endured it and said nothing. He took the car key and turned to the driver's seat. He just heard Bu Chonghua say behind him again: "Hey!"
Wu Yu turned his head.
"Putting out the cigarette is not good for your health." Bu Chonghua paused, calmly adding the real reason: "And I don't smoke, so the driver is not allowed to smoke when I am in the car."
Wu Yu lowered his head, unable to see the expression on his face.
Bu Chonghua waited for his reaction for a while, only to see him raise his head a moment later, clenching his canine teeth, and a smile slowly emerged from the bottom of his eyes to the corners of his lips.
Bu Chonghua was startled.
When Wu Yu is not smiling, every detail of his facial features looks like a ruler. There are no flaws in his eyebrows, eyes, lips and nose. It looks like a standard sculpture teaching material, and it has a kind of humble and gentle mask; but he looks at people like this. With a smile, the curvature of the corners of the lips is very beautiful, as if the dull stone sculpture suddenly came alive.
"You don't smoke," he just gritted his teeth and smiled softly, "then I teach you?"
Then he lowered his head and took a deep breath of cigarette. Seeing that there was no one around, he suddenly approached Bu Chonghua's left shoulder, and sprayed the cigarette into his right ear cleanly from between his lips.
"..." At that moment, Bu Chonghua's ears almost felt Wu Yu's slightly cool lips. He stood there as if frozen, his muscles all tense.
But then Wu Yu released his hand and took a big step back, staring at him with black and white eyes, putting out the cigarette heavily on the stair railing, and getting into the car and slammed the door.
Nancheng Branch of Jinhai City Public Security Bureau.
early morning.
The criminal investigation detachment, who has been busy all night, sat in groups of three or five, fighting against time to smoke, eat breakfast, and organize materials during this rare moment of rest. The young boys discussed with each other about the blind date they would see on the weekend, and the older ones complained to each other at home. Uncontrollable bastards, angry wives, and increasingly dangerous hairline, the large office is filled with the cordial atmosphere of a mixture of Tongyi Beef Noodles and Kangshi|Fu Laotan Sauerkraut.
Bang! The office door was pushed open heavily, and Bu Chonghua strode in.
"It's all recruited. These people were responsible for the March 29 robbery. Meng Zhao went to the prosecutor's office to find your old classmates to prepare to stop the process. Two detective groups headed the suspect to identify the scene and talked to the old man at the Liuhe Road Police Station. Yang said hello. Where's the deputy detachment?"
Bu Chonghua pushed the concealed door of the deputy detachment office, looked back at the crowd, raised his slender sword eyebrows, his eyes shone like a cold star.
He walked this way just now, and wherever he went, a magical change occurred in an instant: the mobile phone newspaper was smashed into the drawer, unified beef noodles and Master Kong|Fu Laotan sauerkraut miraculously swept away, and the hall was full of difficulties. The bastard and the angry wives disappeared like a gust of wind; in just a few seconds, when he turned his head, the whole office only heard the clicks of the police officers standing up and sorting out the "eight pieces of police." Sister Hua Meng, a police officer from the Criminal Investigation Detachment, who was a year old, answered with fear and panic as she put her handcuffs away from her arms:
"Vice team Liao had trouble with his stomach all night..."
Before he finished his words, Liao Gang, the deputy detachment leader of the Nancheng Branch, ran out of the bathroom with his pants, slapped to attention, and hurriedly tied his belts while sternly said: "Yes! Here! What's the organization's instructions?"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Bu Chonghua is a terrible perfectionist.
Whether it's ambushing all night, rushing to arrest people for thousands of miles, or 72 hours of sleepless interrogation, his hair is always meticulous, his shirt is neat and tidy, his leather shoes are bright and brand new, and his brain's clarity and muscular fitness are always kept at the highest level. Pinnacle, any time you pull it out, you can immediately shoot an advertising video for the Jinhai City Public Security Bureau and directly broadcast it on CCTV.
The reason why he was able to do this is inseparable from the harsh and perverted self-requirements. For example, when he first airborne to the Criminal Investigation Detachment as the head of the criminal investigation detachment, he personally took someone out to investigate an urgent and serious case. He ran back and forth for three days and four nights in a row. Everyone could only take turns in a police car that was flying all the way. After returning to the Nancheng branch, a dozen or so tired young men lay all over the floor in the office. It was not until the afternoon when everyone woke up from hunger, that the leader of the Bu Detachment was not asleep at all. He took a shower, shaved his beard, finished writing a case report, sorted out the file, and even went on a treadmill for two hours. Going to the procuratorate with the facts of the case.
After that incident, everyone respected the new leader because he felt he was not a human being.
"It's nothing," Bu Chonghua looked up and down the deputy detachment and said lightly: "Prepare to follow me up to the detention center to refer to the suspect of the 329 robbery."
Liao Gang immediately responded with the chrysanthemum in hand, and threw the thought of sneaking out to buy breakfast away.
"Also." Bu Chonghua suddenly looked back.
Liao Gang: "?"
"You didn't zipper your pants."
Liao Gang's face blushed and he tugged the zipper, almost caught an egg.
Bu Chonghua turned back to the interrogation room expressionlessly. There was no trace of staying up late on that handsome face. The sharp muscle lines under the white shirt were looming, and the dark blue police pants were worn on his long legs. It seemed that he had just stepped down from the runway show, and pushed the office door outward in the eyes of everyone.
Wow!
Outside the gate, Wu Yu, who came oncoming with his steamed buns, was caught off guard, soy milk came out.
Immediately after Bu Chonghua, he was splashed all over by the oncoming white unknown liquid.
At that moment, everyone in the Criminal Investigation Detachment simultaneously floated a sentence: Quietness is the farewell music, silence is Cambridge tonight..................
"..." Wu Yu stayed for two seconds, hurriedly swallowing the veggie steamed buns in his mouth, took out a paper towel from the plastic bag and handed it over: "Sorry Captain, wipe it quickly, I'm sorry, sorry..."
But Bu Chonghua didn't answer, "What are you doing here?"
Wu Yu didn't react, and pointed to the wall clock on the wall of the large office—the second hand returned to zero with a tick and the minute hand moved to half past eight—he came to work on time.
Bu Chonghua said calmly: "I said you don't use it anymore."
Everyone in the office dared not speak, and the corridors suddenly became quiet.
"Don't understand? I said you don't use it for work anymore." Bu Chonghua was slightly taller than Wu Yu, and slightly looked down at his dark eyes. He said almost every word: "The Criminal Investigation Detachment doesn't need you. Resign yourself."
He is serious!
As if a bomb exploded silently in the deep water, everyone couldn't help but shut their breath. Deputy Liao and Sister Meng exchanged horrified eyes.
However, Wu Yu, one of the central figures of the incident, was very slow to react, and he was stunned before asking: "...what did you say?"
Bu Chonghua stared at him coldly.
The two of them stood in a stalemate at the door of the office hall, and no one had the intention to move away. The air seemed to have turned into a flowing ice ball, which pierced and hurt every minute.
"That..." Finally in this desperate silence, Deputy Liao forced himself to move a little forward under the shining gaze of his brothers, pulled a piece of tissue, grabbed it in his hand, and boldly opened his head. Mouth: "I said... the team, or you first... wipe it first, didn't Xu Ju say that he will come down to talk to you when you are free today? Should you wait for him first?"
More than just "chat", since last night Bu Chonghua told Wu Yu to stop coming to work, the dignified Nancheng branch director Xu Zuxin ran to their detachment three times, one after the other, getting anxious. The person in the secretariat said that he was in the office of the director. That poor sphygmomanometer was almost exploded.
"Let’s go, let’s go to the detention center first, go to the detention center." Seeing that Bu Chonghua seemed to be loosening, Liao Gang hurriedly hit the iron while it was hot: "Come and I will drive your old man personally. "
Liao Gang pulled Chonghua's arm, the latter half step forward, Wu Yu walked into the office against the door frame and brushed face to face with Bu Chonghua. For a moment, the tips of their noses were almost stuck together.
Wu Yu lowered his eyes, Bu Chonghua stared at his falling eyelashes, and whispered softly: "I don't need someone like you to step on to work and mess around. When I come back at noon, you go by yourself, understand?"
A strange look flashed through Wu Yu's eyes, and he couldn't tell whether it was a mockery or a self-deprecation, and it was instantly covered up.
He respectfully said: "I'm sorry the captain, I won't dare next time."
Just this simple sentence, like a sizzling flame, instantly blasted Bu Chonghua’s explosives to the top!
With a cry to the ground, Liao Gang didn't even have time to pull, he saw Bu Chonghua break free, grabbed Wu Yu's collar, walked across the corridor in three steps in two steps, opened the pantry door, and smashed Wu Yu. Push in.
Liao Gang lost his voice: "Step——"
Damn it!
The door panel was thrown backhand by Bu Chonghua, and the ground shook with a loud noise. The internal service trainee screamed, "Oh!"
Wu Yu staggered two steps and stood firmly, barely hitting the wall, and then he was picked up by Bu Chonghua, "Do you think that the day you first came, I said that criminal investigation field service is not a place for anyone to be a springboard for qualifications? joke?"
Bu Chonghua's face was full of cold and strong oppression at close range, and his hand strength was really not covered. Wu Yu's old T-shirt neckline was pulled to death by life, and he couldn't say anything for a while.
"Every day, go to work, leave early after get off work, never work overtime, check in to handle cases, and the detachment pays such a high salary for field workers. Did you invite you to provide for the elderly? Tell you Wu Yu, as long as it is in Jinhai City, no matter how hard your relationship is behind me It's useless, it's time to get out, do you understand?!"
Wu Yu coughed a few times, and put a virtual hand on Bu Chonghua's arm, reluctantly showing weakness: "Captain, you calm down..."
Bu Chonghua was angry, and without even thinking about it, he slammed his whole body against the wall of the pantry, and roared, "Is it clear?
"...!!!"
Last night, his injured spine hit the wall with great force. Wu Yu only felt his brain was blank. After a few seconds or a few minutes, the dull and severe pain was like a hammer hitting the chest cavity, and the spinal nerves were bloody. Dingmo land rushed to Tianling cover.
He didn't even realize that he had fallen forward. He didn't fall to his knees because of Bu Chonghua's arms. It took him a while to hear someone ask in his ear: "...Wu Yu...Wu Yu? How do you respond? What? Talk!..."
Bu Chonghua is almost out of order. His first reaction was actually that this person was definitely taking the opportunity to touch porcelain, and then he immediately discovered that it was really not. Otherwise, the appearance and acting skills of this kid would not need to be mixed in the police force. He might be able to get a little golden man back on his debut.
Is it that fragile? Don't this kid come to the police for free treatment for an old disease?
"Hey, are you okay?" Bu Chonghua hugged Wu Yu's upper body with one hand, patted his face but didn't respond. He pulled his jaw hard, but only half of his face turned blue and cold sweat. His ears were soaked along the temples, and his trembling lips were speechless. Bu Zhonghua's heart sank, knowing it was not good, and immediately turned his head and shouted at the closed door: "Hey! Come on! Come on!"
-Silence outside the door.
Everyone knew that Bu Chonghua was furious, and the entire detachment was hiding in the large office at the other end of the corridor.
Bu Chonghua cursed silently in his heart, fearing that his back ribs would be broken, so he didn't dare to let Wu Yu lean back against the wall, so he held his upper body from the front so hard, and picked up his piece of cloth that was almost washed. took a look at the loose white T-shirt, and suddenly took a breath—
Wu Yu's skeleton is narrow, his shoulders are thin, but he is thin and sharp like a whip. The skin and flesh as wide as two palms from the back of the heart to the end of the ribs is completely bruised, and the black blood coagulates under the skin. It was shocking.
Looking up, there was one thing on his skin from the back of his neck to his right shoulder blade that would never appear on public officials, especially criminal police officers: tattoos.
With its neck facing the sky and its wings soaring, it is a light black bird.
The public security system's physical examination is particularly strict, and even the scars left after the tattoos are removed after surgery are not allowed. How did he unscrupulously get such a large area?
Bu Chonghua's gaze could not help but stay on the tattooed bird for half a second - the unusual posture of this bird when it flew suddenly caused a strange feeling in his heart.
At this moment, Wu Yu finally took half a breath from the severe pain, gritted his teeth and pressed the wall, broke free of Bu Chonghua's arm, and picked up his collar!
Wu Yu is usually a person who can only do things with his head down, as if he has no temper at all. But at this moment, his eyelashes are soaked in cold sweat and are especially dark, Sen Han's bloodshot eyes are firmly nailed to Bu Chonghua's face, some kind of The bursting emotion finally couldn't be controlled, and broke through the cage of forbearance and depression:
"Do you think that I really look at academic leaders like you—"
The door of the pantry opened.
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The two turned their heads at the same time and faced the stunned Director Xu Zuxin.
It was quiet all around, and then just listened:
"Sorry to the team." Wu Yu returned to his usual forbearing and honest state in a short moment as if his face changed, and he lowered his head to admit his mistake: "I shouldn't leave early, and I won't dare again next time."
Bu Chonghua: "………………"
In the small space, the two of them had messy hair, disheveled clothes, and their bodies pressed against the wall tightly. The old T-shirt on Wu Yu's body that was placed on the floor and two dollars was not necessarily required was lifted up and exposed. A small piece of pale narrow waist was immersed in the dark blue police pants; although Bu Chonghua’s shirt was stuck in the belt, there was obviously a large wet spot in the crotch position of the pants. Xu Ju’s sharp eyes had been engaged in criminal investigation for decades. found a circle of white stains on the edge of the wet stain, which seemed to be a living evidence of defamation.
Xu Ju held up his fingers like a convulsion, and suffocated for a while:
"You two should leave me soon!"
Bu Chonghua: "………………"
Bu Chonghua's forehead blue tendons protruded and he took a half step back.
"Look at you, you see you? Just make it for Lao Tzu!" Xu Ju glared at Bu Chonghua with a horrible expression, then turned to Wu Yu, and tried to change his tone more restrained: "Anyone at home There’s an urgent matter, but don’t leave early next time, you have to make up the leave slip-know you’re wrong?"
Wu Yu said softly: "I see."
Before Bu Chonghua could open his mouth, Xu Ju immediately shouted: "Stop! He said he knew it was wrong!"
".................."
Xu Ju chased the two of them like chickens: "Don’t beep me with your criminal investigation squad’s theory that not working overtime is equivalent to not going to work. Caiying district police station just reported a suspected vicious homicide case. The specific case has already been reported. Give your second child Liao Gang, shut up and go out to handle the case!"
Although Xu Ju is usually an easygoing and easy-going old man, he can yell if he really makes him anxious.
Caiying District is the most fringe of the jurisdiction of Nancheng Sub-bureau. Its jurisdiction covers a large area of urban-rural fringe. It has always been one of the areas with poor public security management. The elder Zhao of the police station was Xu Ju's old teammate who went to the mountains and the countryside. According to Xu Ju's intention, Zhao had no credit and hard work for so many years. He originally hoped that he could survive the last year of his term in peace and work hard. Rushing to a higher level; but if there is a vicious murder case, let alone the old teammate's official career, it will be hanged whether he can get a good death.
"Malignant." Bu Chonghua lowered his head and quickly flipped through the reporter's transcript, frowning: "That's right, a woman's corpse was found in the body of the suspected victim. It was preliminarily determined to be about fifteen or sixteen years old. It was said that she died one and a half days ago. It is discovered that factors such as robbery, rape, or large-scale public opinion influence...Although it is a minor, but the number of deaths is less than three, why is it malignant?"
The elevator descended from floor to floor, Xu Ju said in a deep voice, "Because the informant said that he had witnessed the assault with his own eyes."
Bu Chonghua's eyebrows jumped.
"He said that he saw the murderer was a dead person crawling out of the river."
The elevator stopped descending, and the door slowly opened. Xu Ju patted Bu Chonghua on the shoulder, "Although your kid often blames one theory after another, he is indeed the leader in solving the case. Your Uncle Song promised to solve the case for a week at the municipal party committee. It’s up to you to protect the face of our Nancheng area."
"Uncle Song" is no one else, but Song Ping, the deputy mayor of Jinhai City, the chief of the Public Security Bureau, and the boss of the siren 01.
Bu Chonghua snorted, raised his foot and walked out of the elevator. Suddenly, he heard another sound from Xu Ju from behind: "——Hey, wait!"
Bu Chonghua turned his head.
"I know you have the ability to look down on those who walk through the back door, but this Wu Yu didn't mess around in the team because of the background of the municipal party committee. They just find a place to work and collect their wages. They are also very gentle and patient with you, why bother Do you have to chase people away right away?"
Docile...bearing...
Xu Ju probably saw Bu Chonghua's expression and quickly added: "Even if you want to drive away, you can't be in a hurry - just for the sake of your Uncle Song's face at the municipal party committee, don't you think?"
Xu Ju eagerly waited for a long time, but Bu Chonghua finally uttered a few words: "I see."
He turned around and walked out, unexpectedly Xu Ju said, "Hey!"
"?"
The elevator door was about to close, only to see Xu Ju standing inside and talking, finally couldn't help it at the last moment before the elevator went up:
"Wipe your pants|Crotch!"
Bu Chonghua: "..."
The elevator closed with a ding, and went up in an indescribable subtle atmosphere.
"Brother Hua is not a bad person, ah? His temper is just a bit—"
Wu Yu is honest: "I know, Brother Liao."
In front of the Criminal Investigation Detachment building, Liao Gang stood by the police car and spotted a cigarette. He took out another cigarette and handed it to Wu Yu. He lit it with his own hands. He said sincerely, "--Yes, you know it. But. In fact, Hua Ge’s sex is related to his family history. His family situation is more complicated, and everyone is not too fond of mentioning it. It’s no wonder that your newcomer doesn’t know about it. There will be a chance in the future... Ouch!
As soon as Liao Gang turned his head, Bu Chonghua walked down the building steps quickly, frowning and said, "What are you talking about here? Near Xiaogang Village, Silihe, Caiying District, where the forensic doctor from the local police station was already on the way. Liao Gang went to the technical team to inform Old Wang to make a few spot surveys and set off!"
Liao Gang ran away in small steps, and a dozen people on the open space responded in unison, and they got into several cars separately.
Wu Yu leaned back on the black door of the police SUV, with one hand in his trouser pocket and a cigarette in the other. A corner of the white T-shirt was casually tucked into his police trousers, and a pair of dusty training boots was on his feet. Bu Chonghua suddenly stood still in front of him, looked at him up and down, and asked, "Are you okay?"
Wu Yu lowered his head and replied: "It's okay, thank you Captain."
He returned to the same old way of being half-dead if it sounds nice, but not surprised or unpleasant, with his black hair dangling down, as if he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.
Bu Chonghua suddenly discovered that the only few minutes of confrontation between the two in the pantry just now was the only time Wu Yu had real emotions-although it may only be because there was no one around, so he could unscrupulously want to turn his face. Turn your face. The rage seemed to gush out like magma that was deeply pressing on the ground, and then quickly cooled down in a blink of an eye, perfectly converging into a hard and silent basalt.
But why?
What is the reason for a person to hide his true anger and injustice by acting, and how long can he endure it?
Bu Chonghua opened his mouth and paused again. He took out something from his pocket and threw it involuntarily: "Since it's okay, show up with me and get in the car."
Wu Yu was caught off guard and took a look. The car key: "——Huh?"
"Go by car." Bu Chonghua asked back: "Otherwise I will be your driver?"
Wu Yu's back probably still hurts very much, as can be seen from the standing posture. But he endured it and said nothing. He took the car key and turned to the driver's seat. He just heard Bu Chonghua say behind him again: "Hey!"
Wu Yu turned his head.
"Putting out the cigarette is not good for your health." Bu Chonghua paused, calmly adding the real reason: "And I don't smoke, so the driver is not allowed to smoke when I am in the car."
Wu Yu lowered his head, unable to see the expression on his face.
Bu Chonghua waited for his reaction for a while, only to see him raise his head a moment later, clenching his canine teeth, and a smile slowly emerged from the bottom of his eyes to the corners of his lips.
Bu Chonghua was startled.
When Wu Yu is not smiling, every detail of his facial features looks like a ruler. There are no flaws in his eyebrows, eyes, lips and nose. It looks like a standard sculpture teaching material, and it has a kind of humble and gentle mask; but he looks at people like this. With a smile, the curvature of the corners of the lips is very beautiful, as if the dull stone sculpture suddenly came alive.
"You don't smoke," he just gritted his teeth and smiled softly, "then I teach you?"
Then he lowered his head and took a deep breath of cigarette. Seeing that there was no one around, he suddenly approached Bu Chonghua's left shoulder, and sprayed the cigarette into his right ear cleanly from between his lips.
"..." At that moment, Bu Chonghua's ears almost felt Wu Yu's slightly cool lips. He stood there as if frozen, his muscles all tense.
But then Wu Yu released his hand and took a big step back, staring at him with black and white eyes, putting out the cigarette heavily on the stair railing, and getting into the car and slammed the door.
