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"Are you satisfied now?" Wu Yu asked hoarsely.
"..."
"My blind confidence has nothing to do with Lin Kang, it has nothing to do with anyone, it is because of myself. That confidence comes from not having you for so many years in my life." Wu Yu stared at Bu Chonghua's face from top to bottom, kicking. Standing on the ground, with one knee resting on the seat, this posture made his shoulders, narrow waist, and slender thighs extraordinarily sharp and obvious: "You only see this time today, and you think I need you to help. So many years before then? I'm used to this kind of life, you can't change it. You want to pull me back from the crack, but that was impossible from the beginning. I belonged to the other side of the crack." 999 Novels The fastest mobile phone update: https:/m.999xs.com/
Bu Chonghua blurted out: "What are you talking about..."
"It doesn't matter when it starts, you just shouldn't say it, you should end it when you say it." Wu Yu laughed tiredly, stood up slowly, and staggered back half a step, backward Pointing to the car door: "Out of that door, the sun will still rise tomorrow. You are still the perfect, excellent, and glorious Bu Chonghua. How I have nothing to do with you. We shouldn't... I didn't. I should meet you."
——I shouldn't have met you.
Bu Chonghua seemed to have been stabbed through his lungs with a red-hot knife, and almost got up suddenly, but then he was stumped by the extremely strong calmness of his instinct, and all kinds of doubts suddenly rose up, as if giving him a head Pour cold water.
"...I haven't seen each other for many years, fate,..."
"I'm sorry, I have run very fast, but I really...too late..."
What happened so many years ago that they met each other, but they didn't really meet each other?
What does it mean to be too late, too late to do what, or too late to see whom?
An obscure and absurd idea gradually rose from Bu Chonghua's mind, causing his always sober thinking to rarely become a mess. At this moment, Wu Yu lowered his head and took a breath, finally suppressing all his emotions, got up and pushed the car door and walked down.
"What are you doing?" Bu Chonghua got up and rushed out of the car: "Stop!"
Wu Yu only waved his hand backwards, swaying along the root of the wall to the end of the alley, staggering because of his thigh injury.
He can leave behind the mess in the bar behind him, but this kind of injury is impossible to go home alone. Bu Chonghua was about to step forward to stop him. At this time, he heard a squeaking brake sound in front of him. A black Audi steadily stopped at the lane. Then the driver got out of the car and opened the back door himself-it was Lin Kang.
"It's okay," Lin Kang motioned to Wu Yu to get in the car, then nodded to Bu Chonghua: "I will send him back."
Bu Chonghua choked when he opened his mouth and couldn't say anything. Wu Yu had already bowed his head and got into the car, leaning his head on the back of the back seat, and the lights on the street outside the car window outlined an abrupt, curved throat line.
"..." Bu Chonghua asked in a low voice: "You said you don't need me to intervene in this matter and you will handle it. Is this the result of your handling?"
Lin Kang sighed, "No, this is the result of your intervention."
The two of them stood under a street lamp two or three meters away from the car door. There was a faint sense of confrontation in the air. Lin Kang pointed back at the bar where the police sirens flashed in the distance: "I knew about this underground boxing ring. You are. It’s not that I can’t figure out why I fired the gun until the last step, why not just ban this high-risk behavior from the beginning?"
This is simply knowingly asking.
"Because I understand the truth that blocking is not as good as sparse. You imprison a beast in an unfamiliar social framework composed of various rules, systems, and grammar regulations. This is inhumane. You have to find an outlet for it to vent, blindly control and Dissuasion will lead to conflicts that eventually erupt and are difficult to deal with-like now."
Like Wu Yuqun’s application for resignation, he doesn’t even want to be a policeman now.
"Beast." Bu Chonghua repeated these two words mockingly, raising an eyebrow: "I didn't expect you to use this word as an analogy to a person who was at least once highly socialized?"
Lin Kang said: "Yes, that's right, I used this word."
Bu Chonghua opened his mouth and didn't say anything, but Lin Kang glanced back towards the car door, turned his head and asked in a very soft voice: "Have you heard the story about the dragon slaying hero, Bu Detachment?"
Bu Chonghua was startled.
Lin Kang took two steps backwards, nodded to him, said nothing, turned around and sat in the cab to start the car.
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"An evil dragon is entrenched in the abyss. Every year, the village is required to sacrifice the girl. Every year, a young hero bears a sword to fight the dragon, but no one can survive. Until a new dragon slayer sets out, someone After secretly following, the hero was found to have killed the dragon after a bloody battle, sitting exhausted on the dragon corpse, watching the shining gold and silver precious treasures, slowly growing fangs, scales and sharp horns, and the abyss The dragon boy eventually became an evil dragon."
-"Looking for George Orwell in Myanmar"
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A few days later.
With a loud bang, Xu Zuxin slapped a palm on the window sill in the hospital corridor, and Dantian yelled at the phone: "Step, weight, Hua!"
Secretary Ou of the City Bureau moved backwards unobtrusively, a little farther away from the splash range of Spit Star.
"Cross-district law enforcement, cut first and then play, take a group of people to block the downtown bar without filing and no formalities! People's Dongcheng District Branch originally planned to use this line to catch a series of big fish gambling boxing, but now it is all right! By you All the operations were reimbursed! You explain to me why you and Wu Yu were in the bar boxing ring that night?!"
On the other side of the phone came the clamor from the street. The Wrangler braved the afternoon sun and galloped forward along the downtown street. Bu Chonghua’s cold and bright sunglasses reflected in the rearview mirror: "Nothing."
Nothing...
"Don't talk like Little Wu, you guys made me angry after discussing it?" Xu Zuxin was dumbfounded: "After discussing it, you can't grab his lines, are you so confident?! You have so much hurt. Huh?! How can you..."
Secretary Ou: "Ahem!"
Xu Zuxin was about to scold him that you should stay away from me when you have a cold. Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, he saw Wu Yu pushing the door from the doctor's office, holding a medical record in one hand and a medicine bag in the other. His thighs were freshly white with snow. bandage.
Xu Ju almost bit his tongue, and hurriedly said to the phone: "You, you, anyway, you can't talk like that with your last name!"
People came and went in the corridors of the hospital, and Wu Yu heard Bu Chonghua's name, and his footsteps suddenly stopped.
"I see, I will give a written explanation about the iron and blood bar that night after I go back." Bu Chonghua's flat voice came on the phone: "Do you have anything else?"
Xu Zuxin signaled Wu Yu not to stand there. He hurried over to sit down and held the phone in the other hand: "Where are you now? Give me back. Old Yang, Dongcheng District Branch Bureau, went to the Inspectorate to cry on the Great Wall yesterday, and Song Bureau called I urge you back, and quickly bring two boxes of fruits to the Dongcheng District Public Security Bureau to apologize."
"Apologize?"
"You took a group of little brothers to show off on others' sites, shouldn't you apologize?"
The red light in front came on, and Bu Chonghua slowly stepped on the brakes as the traffic flowed: "Lao Yang and the others received the report two months ago. They have been raising fish for so long and haven’t caught them. There are procedures to make up, do I need to apologize?"
"Hey, you still got on the bar with me!" Xu Zuxin was angry and anxious, and finally couldn't help but say the truth: "I told you you must not take this seriously. We caught drugs last quarter. The target was not fulfilled. People borrowed 18 of us and haven't paid them back. They promised a three-cent monthly interest rate, just for fear that they will come to call the account!!"
Bu Chonghua: "..."
It’s pitiful to see that the law only protects monthly interest rates below two cents. However, the public security bureaus are forced to borrow usury by the drug index. This quarter, the Nancheng branch has to capture 1.62 more drug users in addition to the capital of 18 people. The personnel are returned to the Dongcheng branch...
When the green light came on, the Wrangler turned on the light again, slowed down and drove into the parking lot in front of the hospital. Bu Chonghua sighed and said, "I see."
"I know you don't hurry back to me-wait," Xu Ju heard the ticking of the lights on the other side of the phone, and suddenly realized something: "Where are you driving?"
"..."
"Step, weight, and hua?"
On the corridor bench, Wu Yu, who was sitting with his head down, suddenly raised his eyes with sharp black and white eyes. He looked at the huge-volume domestic mobile phone next to Xu Ju's ear. He heard a sharp sound of tire rubbing against the ground on the opposite side of the call.
The Wrangler stopped steadily, and Bu Chonghua looked at the hospital building not far from the front window of the car and exhaled helplessly:
"——Inpatient Department of Oncology Specialty, Jinhai Medical University General Hospital."
Xu Ju said in amazement, "Why are you going there?"
"I saw a paper analyzing the security vulnerabilities of anonymous communication technology from the academic website. The author is Professor Zhang Zhixing who is retired from the OUHK. The content is to locate the IP of dark web users through browser vulnerabilities. I feel that it is necessary to trace Qin Chuan. That buyer’s comment was very helpful."
Across the noisy noises in the corridors of the outpatient department, Zhang Zhixing's three words were heard clearly, and Wu Yu's expression suddenly changed slightly.
But Xu Ju didn't notice, he rang into the phone and became anxious: "I didn't tell you to stop mixing up--"
"Professor Zhang came to Jinhai for the operation. His daughter and son-in-law were in bed with him in the hospital. Wang Jiuling asked his acquaintances to help me lead a line to ask for advice. If everything goes well, I will return to the detachment to hold a case meeting in the afternoon."
Xu Ju was so sparsely angry that his hair stiffened: "What? You haven't given up yet? Did you forget that I asked you to be suspended for review for three days?! Hey hey hey..."
Dududu-the bastard with the last name Bu has already hung up the phone.
"Hey, my high blood pressure is all irritated by these little rascals!" Xu Ju angrily put the phone back into his pocket, took a deep breath to calm down, sorted out his thoughts, and turned to Wu Yu as pleasantly as possible: "Little Wu, you I’ve already read the resignation application. Today, I came to the hospital with Secretary Ou of the Municipal Bureau. The first is to understand your injury and physical condition, and the second is to unblock your thoughts and heart knots through open and honest conversations. ...Little Wu?"
Wu Yu's face turned pale, and if he looked closer, he would find that his pupils were shrinking into a line.
——Zhang Zhixing.
Zhang Zhixing, the retired department head of the OUHK.
"Little Wu?" Xu Zuxin, an old policeman for more than 30 years, noticed something strange at that moment: "Are you okay?"
"...Oh, it's okay." Wu Yu recovered, got up and glanced to the left and right: "I'm sorry Xu Ju, where is the bathroom?"
"what?"
Wu Yu said: "I suddenly wanted to go and make it easier for me to escape."
He nodded, put the medical record bag and other items on the bench, did not look at Xu Ju and Secretary Ou, turned around and walked to the other end of the corridor, walking very fast, as if the thigh injury did not cause any action at all. influences.
There were a lot of people in the hospital at this time. There were a lot of nurses waiting in line, taking medicine back and forth, and hurriedly walking by pushing a trolley. Wu Yu looked and walked without any abnormalities, so he walked with his back to Xu Ju and the others. At the end of the corridor, instead of pushing the bathroom door, the figure suddenly turned and went straight downstairs, rushing down the corridor in three steps and two steps.
The wound that had just changed dressing was aching, but he didn't care. His footsteps were getting faster and faster, and in the end he almost squeezed out the toll payment counter in the hall downstairs, rushed out of the hospital door, and the hot sun and noise all over the street instantly rushed towards his face.
Beep--
Wu Yu beckoned to stop a taxi, got in and closed the door, instinctively bowed his head and turned his face into the car.
"Hello, where are you going?"
"go with……"
I don't know what power caused Wu Yu's voice to stop suddenly, and his Adam's apple slipped gently, swallowing the address of his own home that was about to blurt out.
"...Jinhai Medical University General Hospital." His voice was flat, with an indistinguishable tension at the end: "Oncology Specialty Inpatient Department."
The driver answered, began to charge the meter, and the front of the car turned to the busy street.
No one noticed that in front of the hospital, a "college boy" with a backpack was watching the taxi taillights drifting away, a cold smile appeared in his eyes, then he buckled his helmet and started a motorcycle to follow.
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Jinhai General Hospital of Medical Sciences, inpatient building.
There are wheelchairs everywhere in the spacious corridor. The nurses push the patients and walk slowly under the windowsill, which is filled with afternoon sun. Bu Chonghua carried the fruit basket across the corridor and came to the door of a high-level single-person ward at the end, and saw the name, Zhang Zhixing, written on the door.
It was exactly two o'clock in the afternoon, which happened to be the time agreed by his previous trustee.
Bu Chonghua took off his sunglasses and knocked on the door, then gently pushed away——
In the spacious single suite, the seats, sofas, and bedside tables on both sides are filled with flowers, gifts, fruit baskets and other things, and you can look around. There is a hospital bed in the middle of the room. The old man, with an infusion bag hanging in his hand, was sleeping deeply and closed his eyes.
A young man was standing in front of the hospital bed, looking at him in his early thirties. He was very handsome. He was looking down with a picture frame in his hand. He raised his head when he heard the sound and bumped into Bu Chonghua with a fruit basket at the door of the ward.
"you are……"
"Hello, I'm sorry to bother you." Bu Chonghua politely lowered his voice and insisted on the hospital bed: "You are Professor Zhang's...?"
He heard that Wang Jiuling had heard that Zhang Zhixing was accompanied by his daughter-in-law who worked in Jinhai. He thought that this young man was Professor Zhang's son-in-law. Unexpectedly, the young man put down the photo frame and said softly "Oh! Coincidentally, the younger sister and wife just went to work, and the teacher took the medicine before going to bed. Which level of younger brother are you, if it is convenient, leave a card, and I can tell you something later?
Bu Chonghua understood in an instant that the flowers and fruit baskets in this room should have been sent by the students to offer condolences, and the young man regarded himself as one of the university students who came to visit.
"I am sorry to misunderstand you. I am from the Criminal Court and work in the Jinhai Public Security Bureau." Bu Chonghua shook hands with the young man courteously and said: "My name is Bu. I agreed with Professor Zhang to visit today. Take the liberty to ask some questions. But obviously it's not the right time."
I don’t know if it’s an illusion or hesitating, Bu Chonghua felt that the young man’s expression faded when he heard that he was not a public school. Then he heard that he was a member of the local public security system. When he opened his mouth, the vague sense of intimacy that had come out of the same school had disappeared: "It turned out to be the local leader, disrespectful."
Bu Chonghua said: "If you can't afford to be unreasonable, it's just an ordinary case. What do you call it?"
This is just the simplest question, the young man hesitated, although it was only a momentary pause:
"My name is Yan, I work in the Southwest, and I'm passing by on a business trip."
——The last name is Yan.
Bu Chonghua came up with a weird idea and thought: He has the same surname as Yan Xiu.
There is a gift of 400 words at the beginning of this chapter
Next content of this article
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"Are you satisfied now?" Wu Yu asked hoarsely.
"..."
"My blind confidence has nothing to do with Lin Kang, it has nothing to do with anyone, it is because of myself. That confidence comes from not having you for so many years in my life." Wu Yu stared at Bu Chonghua's face from top to bottom, kicking. Standing on the ground, with one knee resting on the seat, this posture made his shoulders, narrow waist, and slender thighs extraordinarily sharp and obvious: "You only see this time today, and you think I need you to help. So many years before then? I'm used to this kind of life, you can't change it. You want to pull me back from the crack, but that was impossible from the beginning. I belonged to the other side of the crack." 999 Novels The fastest mobile phone update: https:/m.999xs.com/
Bu Chonghua blurted out: "What are you talking about..."
"It doesn't matter when it starts, you just shouldn't say it, you should end it when you say it." Wu Yu laughed tiredly, stood up slowly, and staggered back half a step, backward Pointing to the car door: "Out of that door, the sun will still rise tomorrow. You are still the perfect, excellent, and glorious Bu Chonghua. How I have nothing to do with you. We shouldn't... I didn't. I should meet you."
——I shouldn't have met you.
Bu Chonghua seemed to have been stabbed through his lungs with a red-hot knife, and almost got up suddenly, but then he was stumped by the extremely strong calmness of his instinct, and all kinds of doubts suddenly rose up, as if giving him a head Pour cold water.
"...I haven't seen each other for many years, fate,..."
"I'm sorry, I have run very fast, but I really...too late..."
What happened so many years ago that they met each other, but they didn't really meet each other?
What does it mean to be too late, too late to do what, or too late to see whom?
An obscure and absurd idea gradually rose from Bu Chonghua's mind, causing his always sober thinking to rarely become a mess. At this moment, Wu Yu lowered his head and took a breath, finally suppressing all his emotions, got up and pushed the car door and walked down.
"What are you doing?" Bu Chonghua got up and rushed out of the car: "Stop!"
Wu Yu only waved his hand backwards, swaying along the root of the wall to the end of the alley, staggering because of his thigh injury.
He can leave behind the mess in the bar behind him, but this kind of injury is impossible to go home alone. Bu Chonghua was about to step forward to stop him. At this time, he heard a squeaking brake sound in front of him. A black Audi steadily stopped at the lane. Then the driver got out of the car and opened the back door himself-it was Lin Kang.
"It's okay," Lin Kang motioned to Wu Yu to get in the car, then nodded to Bu Chonghua: "I will send him back."
Bu Chonghua choked when he opened his mouth and couldn't say anything. Wu Yu had already bowed his head and got into the car, leaning his head on the back of the back seat, and the lights on the street outside the car window outlined an abrupt, curved throat line.
"..." Bu Chonghua asked in a low voice: "You said you don't need me to intervene in this matter and you will handle it. Is this the result of your handling?"
Lin Kang sighed, "No, this is the result of your intervention."
The two of them stood under a street lamp two or three meters away from the car door. There was a faint sense of confrontation in the air. Lin Kang pointed back at the bar where the police sirens flashed in the distance: "I knew about this underground boxing ring. You are. It’s not that I can’t figure out why I fired the gun until the last step, why not just ban this high-risk behavior from the beginning?"
This is simply knowingly asking.
"Because I understand the truth that blocking is not as good as sparse. You imprison a beast in an unfamiliar social framework composed of various rules, systems, and grammar regulations. This is inhumane. You have to find an outlet for it to vent, blindly control and Dissuasion will lead to conflicts that eventually erupt and are difficult to deal with-like now."
Like Wu Yuqun’s application for resignation, he doesn’t even want to be a policeman now.
"Beast." Bu Chonghua repeated these two words mockingly, raising an eyebrow: "I didn't expect you to use this word as an analogy to a person who was at least once highly socialized?"
Lin Kang said: "Yes, that's right, I used this word."
Bu Chonghua opened his mouth and didn't say anything, but Lin Kang glanced back towards the car door, turned his head and asked in a very soft voice: "Have you heard the story about the dragon slaying hero, Bu Detachment?"
Bu Chonghua was startled.
Lin Kang took two steps backwards, nodded to him, said nothing, turned around and sat in the cab to start the car.
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"An evil dragon is entrenched in the abyss. Every year, the village is required to sacrifice the girl. Every year, a young hero bears a sword to fight the dragon, but no one can survive. Until a new dragon slayer sets out, someone After secretly following, the hero was found to have killed the dragon after a bloody battle, sitting exhausted on the dragon corpse, watching the shining gold and silver precious treasures, slowly growing fangs, scales and sharp horns, and the abyss The dragon boy eventually became an evil dragon."
-"Looking for George Orwell in Myanmar"
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A few days later.
With a loud bang, Xu Zuxin slapped a palm on the window sill in the hospital corridor, and Dantian yelled at the phone: "Step, weight, Hua!"
Secretary Ou of the City Bureau moved backwards unobtrusively, a little farther away from the splash range of Spit Star.
"Cross-district law enforcement, cut first and then play, take a group of people to block the downtown bar without filing and no formalities! People's Dongcheng District Branch originally planned to use this line to catch a series of big fish gambling boxing, but now it is all right! By you All the operations were reimbursed! You explain to me why you and Wu Yu were in the bar boxing ring that night?!"
On the other side of the phone came the clamor from the street. The Wrangler braved the afternoon sun and galloped forward along the downtown street. Bu Chonghua’s cold and bright sunglasses reflected in the rearview mirror: "Nothing."
Nothing...
"Don't talk like Little Wu, you guys made me angry after discussing it?" Xu Zuxin was dumbfounded: "After discussing it, you can't grab his lines, are you so confident?! You have so much hurt. Huh?! How can you..."
Secretary Ou: "Ahem!"
Xu Zuxin was about to scold him that you should stay away from me when you have a cold. Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, he saw Wu Yu pushing the door from the doctor's office, holding a medical record in one hand and a medicine bag in the other. His thighs were freshly white with snow. bandage.
Xu Ju almost bit his tongue, and hurriedly said to the phone: "You, you, anyway, you can't talk like that with your last name!"
People came and went in the corridors of the hospital, and Wu Yu heard Bu Chonghua's name, and his footsteps suddenly stopped.
"I see, I will give a written explanation about the iron and blood bar that night after I go back." Bu Chonghua's flat voice came on the phone: "Do you have anything else?"
Xu Zuxin signaled Wu Yu not to stand there. He hurried over to sit down and held the phone in the other hand: "Where are you now? Give me back. Old Yang, Dongcheng District Branch Bureau, went to the Inspectorate to cry on the Great Wall yesterday, and Song Bureau called I urge you back, and quickly bring two boxes of fruits to the Dongcheng District Public Security Bureau to apologize."
"Apologize?"
"You took a group of little brothers to show off on others' sites, shouldn't you apologize?"
The red light in front came on, and Bu Chonghua slowly stepped on the brakes as the traffic flowed: "Lao Yang and the others received the report two months ago. They have been raising fish for so long and haven’t caught them. There are procedures to make up, do I need to apologize?"
"Hey, you still got on the bar with me!" Xu Zuxin was angry and anxious, and finally couldn't help but say the truth: "I told you you must not take this seriously. We caught drugs last quarter. The target was not fulfilled. People borrowed 18 of us and haven't paid them back. They promised a three-cent monthly interest rate, just for fear that they will come to call the account!!"
Bu Chonghua: "..."
It’s pitiful to see that the law only protects monthly interest rates below two cents. However, the public security bureaus are forced to borrow usury by the drug index. This quarter, the Nancheng branch has to capture 1.62 more drug users in addition to the capital of 18 people. The personnel are returned to the Dongcheng branch...
When the green light came on, the Wrangler turned on the light again, slowed down and drove into the parking lot in front of the hospital. Bu Chonghua sighed and said, "I see."
"I know you don't hurry back to me-wait," Xu Ju heard the ticking of the lights on the other side of the phone, and suddenly realized something: "Where are you driving?"
"..."
"Step, weight, and hua?"
On the corridor bench, Wu Yu, who was sitting with his head down, suddenly raised his eyes with sharp black and white eyes. He looked at the huge-volume domestic mobile phone next to Xu Ju's ear. He heard a sharp sound of tire rubbing against the ground on the opposite side of the call.
The Wrangler stopped steadily, and Bu Chonghua looked at the hospital building not far from the front window of the car and exhaled helplessly:
"——Inpatient Department of Oncology Specialty, Jinhai Medical University General Hospital."
Xu Ju said in amazement, "Why are you going there?"
"I saw a paper analyzing the security vulnerabilities of anonymous communication technology from the academic website. The author is Professor Zhang Zhixing who is retired from the OUHK. The content is to locate the IP of dark web users through browser vulnerabilities. I feel that it is necessary to trace Qin Chuan. That buyer’s comment was very helpful."
Across the noisy noises in the corridors of the outpatient department, Zhang Zhixing's three words were heard clearly, and Wu Yu's expression suddenly changed slightly.
But Xu Ju didn't notice, he rang into the phone and became anxious: "I didn't tell you to stop mixing up--"
"Professor Zhang came to Jinhai for the operation. His daughter and son-in-law were in bed with him in the hospital. Wang Jiuling asked his acquaintances to help me lead a line to ask for advice. If everything goes well, I will return to the detachment to hold a case meeting in the afternoon."
Xu Ju was so sparsely angry that his hair stiffened: "What? You haven't given up yet? Did you forget that I asked you to be suspended for review for three days?! Hey hey hey..."
Dududu-the bastard with the last name Bu has already hung up the phone.
"Hey, my high blood pressure is all irritated by these little rascals!" Xu Ju angrily put the phone back into his pocket, took a deep breath to calm down, sorted out his thoughts, and turned to Wu Yu as pleasantly as possible: "Little Wu, you I’ve already read the resignation application. Today, I came to the hospital with Secretary Ou of the Municipal Bureau. The first is to understand your injury and physical condition, and the second is to unblock your thoughts and heart knots through open and honest conversations. ...Little Wu?"
Wu Yu's face turned pale, and if he looked closer, he would find that his pupils were shrinking into a line.
——Zhang Zhixing.
Zhang Zhixing, the retired department head of the OUHK.
"Little Wu?" Xu Zuxin, an old policeman for more than 30 years, noticed something strange at that moment: "Are you okay?"
"...Oh, it's okay." Wu Yu recovered, got up and glanced to the left and right: "I'm sorry Xu Ju, where is the bathroom?"
"what?"
Wu Yu said: "I suddenly wanted to go and make it easier for me to escape."
He nodded, put the medical record bag and other items on the bench, did not look at Xu Ju and Secretary Ou, turned around and walked to the other end of the corridor, walking very fast, as if the thigh injury did not cause any action at all. influences.
There were a lot of people in the hospital at this time. There were a lot of nurses waiting in line, taking medicine back and forth, and hurriedly walking by pushing a trolley. Wu Yu looked and walked without any abnormalities, so he walked with his back to Xu Ju and the others. At the end of the corridor, instead of pushing the bathroom door, the figure suddenly turned and went straight downstairs, rushing down the corridor in three steps and two steps.
The wound that had just changed dressing was aching, but he didn't care. His footsteps were getting faster and faster, and in the end he almost squeezed out the toll payment counter in the hall downstairs, rushed out of the hospital door, and the hot sun and noise all over the street instantly rushed towards his face.
Beep--
Wu Yu beckoned to stop a taxi, got in and closed the door, instinctively bowed his head and turned his face into the car.
"Hello, where are you going?"
"go with……"
I don't know what power caused Wu Yu's voice to stop suddenly, and his Adam's apple slipped gently, swallowing the address of his own home that was about to blurt out.
"...Jinhai Medical University General Hospital." His voice was flat, with an indistinguishable tension at the end: "Oncology Specialty Inpatient Department."
The driver answered, began to charge the meter, and the front of the car turned to the busy street.
No one noticed that in front of the hospital, a "college boy" with a backpack was watching the taxi taillights drifting away, a cold smile appeared in his eyes, then he buckled his helmet and started a motorcycle to follow.
·
Jinhai General Hospital of Medical Sciences, inpatient building.
There are wheelchairs everywhere in the spacious corridor. The nurses push the patients and walk slowly under the windowsill, which is filled with afternoon sun. Bu Chonghua carried the fruit basket across the corridor and came to the door of a high-level single-person ward at the end, and saw the name, Zhang Zhixing, written on the door.
It was exactly two o'clock in the afternoon, which happened to be the time agreed by his previous trustee.
Bu Chonghua took off his sunglasses and knocked on the door, then gently pushed away——
In the spacious single suite, the seats, sofas, and bedside tables on both sides are filled with flowers, gifts, fruit baskets and other things, and you can look around. There is a hospital bed in the middle of the room. The old man, with an infusion bag hanging in his hand, was sleeping deeply and closed his eyes.
A young man was standing in front of the hospital bed, looking at him in his early thirties. He was very handsome. He was looking down with a picture frame in his hand. He raised his head when he heard the sound and bumped into Bu Chonghua with a fruit basket at the door of the ward.
"you are……"
"Hello, I'm sorry to bother you." Bu Chonghua politely lowered his voice and insisted on the hospital bed: "You are Professor Zhang's...?"
He heard that Wang Jiuling had heard that Zhang Zhixing was accompanied by his daughter-in-law who worked in Jinhai. He thought that this young man was Professor Zhang's son-in-law. Unexpectedly, the young man put down the photo frame and said softly "Oh! Coincidentally, the younger sister and wife just went to work, and the teacher took the medicine before going to bed. Which level of younger brother are you, if it is convenient, leave a card, and I can tell you something later?
Bu Chonghua understood in an instant that the flowers and fruit baskets in this room should have been sent by the students to offer condolences, and the young man regarded himself as one of the university students who came to visit.
"I am sorry to misunderstand you. I am from the Criminal Court and work in the Jinhai Public Security Bureau." Bu Chonghua shook hands with the young man courteously and said: "My name is Bu. I agreed with Professor Zhang to visit today. Take the liberty to ask some questions. But obviously it's not the right time."
I don’t know if it’s an illusion or hesitating, Bu Chonghua felt that the young man’s expression faded when he heard that he was not a public school. Then he heard that he was a member of the local public security system. When he opened his mouth, the vague sense of intimacy that had come out of the same school had disappeared: "It turned out to be the local leader, disrespectful."
Bu Chonghua said: "If you can't afford to be unreasonable, it's just an ordinary case. What do you call it?"
This is just the simplest question, the young man hesitated, although it was only a momentary pause:
"My name is Yan, I work in the Southwest, and I'm passing by on a business trip."
——The last name is Yan.
Bu Chonghua came up with a weird idea and thought: He has the same surname as Yan Xiu.
