"The suspect fell from the eighth floor and died on the spot with his brain shattered. Little Wu found his broken mobile phone in his pocket... After the technical team restored it in the evening, it can be seen that the suspect often talked to a number ending in 2369 before his life. , The last call during his lifetime was also from this number, and there are also a large number of cleared voice chat records..."
Wu Yu seemed to be floating in the chaotic warm water, his consciousness was dark and dim, and he could vaguely hear someone walking and talking around him.
But he couldn't wake up, and his exhausted spirit was suppressed, unable to hold the thin eyelids.
"Can the chat history be restored?" Bu Chonghua asked Wang Jiuling by the hospital bed.
"WeChat voice is more difficult, text and pictures are relatively easy." Director Wang looked out of the ward and said softly, "I have to tell you something. You must be mentally prepared."
"what?"
"The last message before the suspect's life was to take a photo of you standing in the corridor of the ward chatting with someone, and sent it to this 2369."
Bu Chonghua's complexion changed.
But it's not over yet, Wang Jiuling lowered his voice even more: "According to the hospital surveillance video, 2 minutes and 16 seconds after this photo was sent, Little Wu suddenly appeared in the safe corridor to block the suspect. In other words... …"
In other words, Wu Yu may have made a hasty shot because he discovered that the other party was taking photos of Bu Chonghua!
What else Wang Jiuling wanted to say, Bu Chonghua suddenly stopped him, and cast his eyes on the hospital bed.
I saw Wu Yu, who was still in a drowsiness just now, struggling, and under his eyelids, he could clearly see the movement of his eyes and his shortness of breath, which was a typical sign of waking up. Wang Jiuling yelled in surprise, with a look of affection, and wanted to pull Wu Yu's hand, and wanted to take the opportunity to express the technical team’s eagerness for the beautiful, kind-hearted and capable young comrades; but he had not had time to start his performance. , He was involuntarily pulled by Bu Chonghua and pushed outside the ward door.
"Hey you donkey face, what are you doing, I don't deserve to have the right to welcome the young comrades... do you have the right to express condolences?" Director Wang grabbed the door of the ward: "I also brought two catties of Xinjiang jujube to visit the sick! Look! Did I have a vaginal discharge?"
Bu Chonghua took the bag of dates in his hand and told: "Next time, remember to bring it with peanuts, longan and melon seeds." Then he called the door mercilessly. 999 novel first published www.999xs.com m.999xs.com
Director Wang: "..."
Director Wang faced the cold door of the hard state, new hatreds and old hatreds came straight into his mind: "You guy, you don't even want to give half a box to the technical team. I am ashamed to open his mouth and ask me for melon seeds!"
As soon as Bu Chonghua turned around, Wu Yu had already sat up with his elbows on the bed and barely sat up, looking at Bu Chonghua with bloodshot eyes, as if to confirm that he really existed in front of him, not dreaming. of:
"……you……"
Bu Chonghua held him firmly: "Don't move."
He leaned Wu Yu on the fluffy snow-white pillow, took out two tablets of the medicine ordered by the doctor on the bedside, poured a cup of warm water, and handed it to Wu Yu’s chapped lips. He was about to feed it, but was suddenly caught by Wu Yu. Reached out and grabbed it.
"Take it." Bu Chonghua whispered, "It's a painkiller."
But Wu Yu didn't move, his eyes were dizzy and dizzy. He just grabbed Bu Chonghua's hand with one hand and stared at him in a daze. After a long time, he slowly asked, "...Are you going to catch me?"
"what?"
Wu Yu repeated again: "Are you going to catch me?"
It was getting late, the orange light of the desk lamp reflected on half of his face, and the blood stains were faintly exposed on the edge of the medical gauze on the forehead, which reflected the abnormally black hair, and the skin was cold and pale, and the corners of the eyebrows were tired. A blank but uncertain look.
This is the first time that Bu Chonghua observed Wu Yu's face so carefully and closely after the desperate kiss in the carriage late that night, suddenly he swept away an absurd guess-is it him?
This thought was like sharp crushed ice thrown into my heart, and then the entire central nervous system was slightly heated.
Bu Chonghua looked at the facial features within a short distance, trying to find out the details that coincided with 20 years ago, but it was indeed too long. No matter how hard he tried to search his mind, the messy and shattered memories were only a thin and vigorous back in the moonlight, and the hot blood on his cheek when the boy looked back for the last time.
Did you come back to find me again?
However, there is a vast sea of people, so how could things in the wrong world be so coincidental?
"...If you don't take the medicine well, I'll take you away." Bu Chonghua leaned closer, his nose almost stuck to the smooth skin of Wu Yu's cheek, and coldly said: "Grab it and lock it at home. Can you jump off the eighth floor."
Wu Yu whispered: "I won't jump anymore."
After a pause, he said, "I want to kill him too much, sorry."
Bu Chonghua looked at his red eyes: "Why don't you dare to let the suspect fall into the hands of the police?"
This time Wu Yu didn't say a word.
"Who sent him to kill you?"
"..."
Wu Yu remained silent, and Bu Chonghua stretched out his hand to pull back his cold chin, "Wu Yu, you should know that the suspect has sent my photo to his employer. We are now grasshoppers on a rope, you think I know too much, and the murderer won’t take care of me knowing too little. In case something happens someday, I’ll be a fool to accompany you on the road, and you will slowly explain it to me when we get underground, okay ?"
Wu Yu did not move for a while. After a long time, he finally bent his legs, put his elbows on his knees, and wiped his face with both hands, and his ten fingers were stuck in his hair.
He closed his eyes, and there were still dried blood stains on his chin that the nurse hadn't wiped off, and he faintly gathered along the neck line into the deep-set neck. Because of his natural light skeleton, his collarbone is deeply sunken, and the blood port drawn by the thorn tip is almost across the chest. The doctor said that as long as one centimeter is further up, he will damage the large blood vessels. Life and death are unpredictable.
He is like a cat that has suffered extensive damage in the wild, and the numerous scars all over his body have refined from his bones a sharp to extreme, thrilling beauty.
"...That person's name is Ma Yin." Wu Yu made a hoarse voice from between his arms, "It's Thaye's only daughter."
——Seye, ten years ago in the Red Mountain Xingfang, Wu Yu was almost exposed by Zhang Boming's undercover mission; it was also his earliest and most glorious combat exploit in his thirteen years.
Bu Chonghua asked sensitively: "Didn't you say that Thayer's forces have been wiped out, and even Arthur Hodgson was arrested? Why did his only daughter escape?"
Wu Yu took a deep breath, and in front of him appeared the shaking torch in the tunnel, the winding blood stains on the ground, and the girl who was staggering backwards in disbelief with a knife inserted under his breast rib.
He rubbed his face from top to bottom, and said, "I don't know, I don't know how she escaped from the collapsed tunnel. It should be because her hands were weak at the time."
"Your hands are weak?"
"Yeah." Wu Yu said after a pause, "Maybe he was still young."
Bu Chonghua was a little surprised. He thought that a person like Wu Yun would not feel soft when he was ruthless, but then he seemed to think of something.
Could it be that what happened between him and that Marin?
Wu Yu did not dare to let the suspect fall into the hands of the police. Was it because he was afraid that he would confess this?
Bu Chonghua's tongue is a little unspeakable. He knows that with Wu Yu's style of acting, if there is one thing he can't justify, then the inside story behind this incident must be ten times, a hundred times more suspicious than what he showed. Even to the point of unimaginable.
"The suspect said that the'Sanqi' cannot climb Ma Yin, and Ma Yin knows the human bone helmet, which means that she, Qin Chuan, and the shark should be tied together now." Wu Yu murmured: "But I can't think of anything. Common interests can tie them together, is it just to get the head of the'painter'?"
Painter.
Bu Chonghua took a short breath and asked for a while: "...Why do you give yourself such an ordinary code name?"
The tone of his words was normal, without any strangeness, and could not hear the slightest temptation. But at that moment, his gaze was tightly locked on Wu Yu's face, as if he wanted to find the clues of the bloody night twenty years ago from that tired and pale face.
But unexpectedly, Wu Yu's reaction was dull and normal: "The code name was created by the special sentiment group, and it has nothing to do with me."
"Does that have any special meaning?"
Wu Yu shook his head: "I don't know. But before I heard Zhang Boming said that 20 or 30 years ago, a border undercover agent also took an artist as a code name, and finally retired, and the ending was very good. So maybe they think the artist This title itself has a bit of auspicious signs.” When it comes to this, he is half joking and half self-deprecating with a smile: "Speaking of this, it may be the blessing of this code that I can come back alive. "
This was the second time Bu Chonghua was caught off guard to hear the three words Zhang Boming from others in just 24 hours.
Bu Chonghua has always been calm, sharp, and calm, with a sharp-edged sense of power that is unique to young seniors. But at this moment in the quiet and private ward, his thinking was rarely confused, only looking at Wu Yu, a lot of words were stuck in his throat and he didn't know what to say.
Wu Yu raised his head and looked at him, looking back and forth from his handsome eyebrows, straight nose and cheeks, and whispered: "What's the matter with you?"
The two of them were very close, and Bu Chonghua sat on the edge of the hospital bed with his hands in his suit trouser pockets, turning his head and looking at the ground under his feet. When he thought about it, there was a calm temperament. Wu Yu stared at his wide shoulders, narrow waist, and long, strong legs that he had trained through strict self-discipline all the year round. He looked back for a long time before looking back at the bed quilt. I couldn't help but look at him again, but this time I happened to meet Bu Chonghua's sudden sight.
"Wu Yu," he paused after he wanted to speak, then asked in a deep voice, "Do I sometimes remind you of Zhang Boming?"
Although it was a question, his ending sound was flat.
Wu Yu didn't expect him to ask that. He was stunned at the time. It took a few seconds before he shook his head and laughed. He probably intended to pretend to be ridiculing, but as soon as the corners of his lips were opened, his true emotions were revealed: "No, No. You are the only one who likes me in this world."
Then he seemed to put up with it, but couldn't help it, reaching out his hand and carefully touched the gauze on the other side of Bu Chonghua's forehead:
"And you are much more perfect than him. Even if you look bad, you look good. I don't know why you...like me."
The deepest part of Bu Chonghua's heart seemed to be poked hard by something. Suddenly he raised his hand and grabbed Wu Yu's finger, leaned over and kissed the dry and soft lips.
300 words AO3 in the middle
Bu Chonghua separated a little, then held his hand and raised it in front of his eyes, staring at the countless overlapping fingers of the old and new injuries.
Wu Yu's left hand does not touch the beautiful adjectives, the bruises are still bleeding, the three joints are slightly misaligned, and light blue blood vessels can be seen under the skin. He flinched uncomfortably, but before he had time to resist, Bu Chonghua put his hand on his lips and gently kissed the back of his thin hands, thin fingers, and even the slightly discolored nails from trembling. Did not let it go.
It seems that even the wound is not so painful. The nerves from the fingertips to the whole body are soaked in warm water, which makes the nasal cavity sour.
Wu Yu looked away and tried to take his hand away: "It doesn't look good, don't...hiss!"
His words were interrupted by a slight tingling. It was Bu Chonghua who bit him suddenly, leaving a circle of tooth marks on the pad of his ring finger, shaking and saying, "Leave a poke first, although you will forget it later."
Wu Yu fell silent and sat startled in the warm yellow halo.
"I'm not that perfect, but I'm actually far inferior to you. I don't know why you like me, like suddenly received a very precious gift. I can't believe it and worry about gains and losses." Bu Chonghua lowered his head and laughed, then He raised his eyes to look at Wu Yu, he was still young after all, and his eyes flashed with unconcealable passion, and said, "Actually, I am also worried that one day you will be disappointed with me."
Bu Chonghua is indeed too young. can’t think of why Jiang Ting could gain Wu Yu’s trust in just a few words, nor has he ever thought about why people who have exhausted half their lives on the run will suddenly be willing to show all their courage. Trying to stay at a fork in the road with great risk.
Wu Yu didn't dare to face his gaze, looking at his tightly held left hand, he felt a little absurd in his heart.
How could I be disappointed with you?
I will never be disappointed by Bu Chonghua.
Bu Chonghua approached a little bit, as if he wanted to say something, but then there was a rush of footsteps outside the door of the ward, and then he was knocked, it was Yan Xiu: "Bu Chonghua! Open the door! I know you are inside. !"
The two of them were taken aback at the same time, and then even more hastily: "Open the door! Hurry up!"
Bu Chonghua tightened his sword eyebrows, got up and opened the locked ward door. Before he had time to ask a word, he saw Yan Xiu threw a mobile phone in front of him, and said, "Wu Yu is on the hot search."
He pointed to Wu Yu and then to his mobile phone, his expression extremely ugly: "High-definition, showing face, video."
Bu Chonghua's face changed drastically, and he turned to look at Wu Yu. At the same time, Wu Yu's cell phone rang on the bedside table, it was Lin Kang!
"I'm in the Nancheng branch, immediately yield to the detachment to come back." Opposite the phone, Lin Kang sat in a brightly lit office. Rows of refreshed text on the webpage were reflected in his eyes: "Five minutes ago, the TheAssassinationMarket website list Shan suddenly started updating, and the dark web released a new round of rewards for your head."
"The suspect fell from the eighth floor and died on the spot with his brain shattered. Little Wu found his broken mobile phone in his pocket... After the technical team restored it in the evening, it can be seen that the suspect often talked to a number ending in 2369 before his life. , The last call during his lifetime was also from this number, and there are also a large number of cleared voice chat records..."
Wu Yu seemed to be floating in the chaotic warm water, his consciousness was dark and dim, and he could vaguely hear someone walking and talking around him.
But he couldn't wake up, and his exhausted spirit was suppressed, unable to hold the thin eyelids.
"Can the chat history be restored?" Bu Chonghua asked Wang Jiuling by the hospital bed.
"WeChat voice is more difficult, text and pictures are relatively easy." Director Wang looked out of the ward and said softly, "I have to tell you something. You must be mentally prepared."
"what?"
"The last message before the suspect's life was to take a photo of you standing in the corridor of the ward chatting with someone, and sent it to this 2369."
Bu Chonghua's complexion changed.
But it's not over yet, Wang Jiuling lowered his voice even more: "According to the hospital surveillance video, 2 minutes and 16 seconds after this photo was sent, Little Wu suddenly appeared in the safe corridor to block the suspect. In other words... …"
In other words, Wu Yu may have made a hasty shot because he discovered that the other party was taking photos of Bu Chonghua!
What else Wang Jiuling wanted to say, Bu Chonghua suddenly stopped him, and cast his eyes on the hospital bed.
I saw Wu Yu, who was still in a drowsiness just now, struggling, and under his eyelids, he could clearly see the movement of his eyes and his shortness of breath, which was a typical sign of waking up. Wang Jiuling yelled in surprise, with a look of affection, and wanted to pull Wu Yu's hand, and wanted to take the opportunity to express the technical team’s eagerness for the beautiful, kind-hearted and capable young comrades; but he had not had time to start his performance. , He was involuntarily pulled by Bu Chonghua and pushed outside the ward door.
"Hey you donkey face, what are you doing, I don't deserve to have the right to welcome the young comrades... do you have the right to express condolences?" Director Wang grabbed the door of the ward: "I also brought two catties of Xinjiang jujube to visit the sick! Look! Did I have a vaginal discharge?"
Bu Chonghua took the bag of dates in his hand and told: "Next time, remember to bring it with peanuts, longan and melon seeds." Then he called the door mercilessly. 999 novel first published www.999xs.com m.999xs.com
Director Wang: "..."
Director Wang faced the cold door of the hard state, new hatreds and old hatreds came straight into his mind: "You guy, you don't even want to give half a box to the technical team. I am ashamed to open his mouth and ask me for melon seeds!"
As soon as Bu Chonghua turned around, Wu Yu had already sat up with his elbows on the bed and barely sat up, looking at Bu Chonghua with bloodshot eyes, as if to confirm that he really existed in front of him, not dreaming. of:
"……you……"
Bu Chonghua held him firmly: "Don't move."
He leaned Wu Yu on the fluffy snow-white pillow, took out two tablets of the medicine ordered by the doctor on the bedside, poured a cup of warm water, and handed it to Wu Yu’s chapped lips. He was about to feed it, but was suddenly caught by Wu Yu. Reached out and grabbed it.
"Take it." Bu Chonghua whispered, "It's a painkiller."
But Wu Yu didn't move, his eyes were dizzy and dizzy. He just grabbed Bu Chonghua's hand with one hand and stared at him in a daze. After a long time, he slowly asked, "...Are you going to catch me?"
"what?"
Wu Yu repeated again: "Are you going to catch me?"
It was getting late, the orange light of the desk lamp reflected on half of his face, and the blood stains were faintly exposed on the edge of the medical gauze on the forehead, which reflected the abnormally black hair, and the skin was cold and pale, and the corners of the eyebrows were tired. A blank but uncertain look.
This is the first time that Bu Chonghua observed Wu Yu's face so carefully and closely after the desperate kiss in the carriage late that night, suddenly he swept away an absurd guess-is it him?
This thought was like sharp crushed ice thrown into my heart, and then the entire central nervous system was slightly heated.
Bu Chonghua looked at the facial features within a short distance, trying to find out the details that coincided with 20 years ago, but it was indeed too long. No matter how hard he tried to search his mind, the messy and shattered memories were only a thin and vigorous back in the moonlight, and the hot blood on his cheek when the boy looked back for the last time.
Did you come back to find me again?
However, there is a vast sea of people, so how could things in the wrong world be so coincidental?
"...If you don't take the medicine well, I'll take you away." Bu Chonghua leaned closer, his nose almost stuck to the smooth skin of Wu Yu's cheek, and coldly said: "Grab it and lock it at home. Can you jump off the eighth floor."
Wu Yu whispered: "I won't jump anymore."
After a pause, he said, "I want to kill him too much, sorry."
Bu Chonghua looked at his red eyes: "Why don't you dare to let the suspect fall into the hands of the police?"
This time Wu Yu didn't say a word.
"Who sent him to kill you?"
"..."
Wu Yu remained silent, and Bu Chonghua stretched out his hand to pull back his cold chin, "Wu Yu, you should know that the suspect has sent my photo to his employer. We are now grasshoppers on a rope, you think I know too much, and the murderer won’t take care of me knowing too little. In case something happens someday, I’ll be a fool to accompany you on the road, and you will slowly explain it to me when we get underground, okay ?"
Wu Yu did not move for a while. After a long time, he finally bent his legs, put his elbows on his knees, and wiped his face with both hands, and his ten fingers were stuck in his hair.
He closed his eyes, and there were still dried blood stains on his chin that the nurse hadn't wiped off, and he faintly gathered along the neck line into the deep-set neck. Because of his natural light skeleton, his collarbone is deeply sunken, and the blood port drawn by the thorn tip is almost across the chest. The doctor said that as long as one centimeter is further up, he will damage the large blood vessels. Life and death are unpredictable.
He is like a cat that has suffered extensive damage in the wild, and the numerous scars all over his body have refined from his bones a sharp to extreme, thrilling beauty.
"...That person's name is Ma Yin." Wu Yu made a hoarse voice from between his arms, "It's Thaye's only daughter."
——Seye, ten years ago in the Red Mountain Xingfang, Wu Yu was almost exposed by Zhang Boming's undercover mission; it was also his earliest and most glorious combat exploit in his thirteen years.
Bu Chonghua asked sensitively: "Didn't you say that Thayer's forces have been wiped out, and even Arthur Hodgson was arrested? Why did his only daughter escape?"
Wu Yu took a deep breath, and in front of him appeared the shaking torch in the tunnel, the winding blood stains on the ground, and the girl who was staggering backwards in disbelief with a knife inserted under his breast rib.
He rubbed his face from top to bottom, and said, "I don't know, I don't know how she escaped from the collapsed tunnel. It should be because her hands were weak at the time."
"Your hands are weak?"
"Yeah." Wu Yu said after a pause, "Maybe he was still young."
Bu Chonghua was a little surprised. He thought that a person like Wu Yun would not feel soft when he was ruthless, but then he seemed to think of something.
Could it be that what happened between him and that Marin?
Wu Yu did not dare to let the suspect fall into the hands of the police. Was it because he was afraid that he would confess this?
Bu Chonghua's tongue is a little unspeakable. He knows that with Wu Yu's style of acting, if there is one thing he can't justify, then the inside story behind this incident must be ten times, a hundred times more suspicious than what he showed. Even to the point of unimaginable.
"The suspect said that the'Sanqi' cannot climb Ma Yin, and Ma Yin knows the human bone helmet, which means that she, Qin Chuan, and the shark should be tied together now." Wu Yu murmured: "But I can't think of anything. Common interests can tie them together, is it just to get the head of the'painter'?"
Painter.
Bu Chonghua took a short breath and asked for a while: "...Why do you give yourself such an ordinary code name?"
The tone of his words was normal, without any strangeness, and could not hear the slightest temptation. But at that moment, his gaze was tightly locked on Wu Yu's face, as if he wanted to find the clues of the bloody night twenty years ago from that tired and pale face.
But unexpectedly, Wu Yu's reaction was dull and normal: "The code name was created by the special sentiment group, and it has nothing to do with me."
"Does that have any special meaning?"
Wu Yu shook his head: "I don't know. But before I heard Zhang Boming said that 20 or 30 years ago, a border undercover agent also took an artist as a code name, and finally retired, and the ending was very good. So maybe they think the artist This title itself has a bit of auspicious signs.” When it comes to this, he is half joking and half self-deprecating with a smile: "Speaking of this, it may be the blessing of this code that I can come back alive. "
This was the second time Bu Chonghua was caught off guard to hear the three words Zhang Boming from others in just 24 hours.
Bu Chonghua has always been calm, sharp, and calm, with a sharp-edged sense of power that is unique to young seniors. But at this moment in the quiet and private ward, his thinking was rarely confused, only looking at Wu Yu, a lot of words were stuck in his throat and he didn't know what to say.
Wu Yu raised his head and looked at him, looking back and forth from his handsome eyebrows, straight nose and cheeks, and whispered: "What's the matter with you?"
The two of them were very close, and Bu Chonghua sat on the edge of the hospital bed with his hands in his suit trouser pockets, turning his head and looking at the ground under his feet. When he thought about it, there was a calm temperament. Wu Yu stared at his wide shoulders, narrow waist, and long, strong legs that he had trained through strict self-discipline all the year round. He looked back for a long time before looking back at the bed quilt. I couldn't help but look at him again, but this time I happened to meet Bu Chonghua's sudden sight.
"Wu Yu," he paused after he wanted to speak, then asked in a deep voice, "Do I sometimes remind you of Zhang Boming?"
Although it was a question, his ending sound was flat.
Wu Yu didn't expect him to ask that. He was stunned at the time. It took a few seconds before he shook his head and laughed. He probably intended to pretend to be ridiculing, but as soon as the corners of his lips were opened, his true emotions were revealed: "No, No. You are the only one who likes me in this world."
Then he seemed to put up with it, but couldn't help it, reaching out his hand and carefully touched the gauze on the other side of Bu Chonghua's forehead:
"And you are much more perfect than him. Even if you look bad, you look good. I don't know why you...like me."
The deepest part of Bu Chonghua's heart seemed to be poked hard by something. Suddenly he raised his hand and grabbed Wu Yu's finger, leaned over and kissed the dry and soft lips.
300 words AO3 in the middle
Bu Chonghua separated a little, then held his hand and raised it in front of his eyes, staring at the countless overlapping fingers of the old and new injuries.
Wu Yu's left hand does not touch the beautiful adjectives, the bruises are still bleeding, the three joints are slightly misaligned, and light blue blood vessels can be seen under the skin. He flinched uncomfortably, but before he had time to resist, Bu Chonghua put his hand on his lips and gently kissed the back of his thin hands, thin fingers, and even the slightly discolored nails from trembling. Did not let it go.
It seems that even the wound is not so painful. The nerves from the fingertips to the whole body are soaked in warm water, which makes the nasal cavity sour.
Wu Yu looked away and tried to take his hand away: "It doesn't look good, don't...hiss!"
His words were interrupted by a slight tingling. It was Bu Chonghua who bit him suddenly, leaving a circle of tooth marks on the pad of his ring finger, shaking and saying, "Leave a poke first, although you will forget it later."
Wu Yu fell silent and sat startled in the warm yellow halo.
"I'm not that perfect, but I'm actually far inferior to you. I don't know why you like me, like suddenly received a very precious gift. I can't believe it and worry about gains and losses." Bu Chonghua lowered his head and laughed, then He raised his eyes to look at Wu Yu, he was still young after all, and his eyes flashed with unconcealable passion, and said, "Actually, I am also worried that one day you will be disappointed with me."
Bu Chonghua is indeed too young. can’t think of why Jiang Ting could gain Wu Yu’s trust in just a few words, nor has he ever thought about why people who have exhausted half their lives on the run will suddenly be willing to show all their courage. Trying to stay at a fork in the road with great risk.
Wu Yu didn't dare to face his gaze, looking at his tightly held left hand, he felt a little absurd in his heart.
How could I be disappointed with you?
I will never be disappointed by Bu Chonghua.
Bu Chonghua approached a little bit, as if he wanted to say something, but then there was a rush of footsteps outside the door of the ward, and then he was knocked, it was Yan Xiu: "Bu Chonghua! Open the door! I know you are inside. !"
The two of them were taken aback at the same time, and then even more hastily: "Open the door! Hurry up!"
Bu Chonghua tightened his sword eyebrows, got up and opened the locked ward door. Before he had time to ask a word, he saw Yan Xiu threw a mobile phone in front of him, and said, "Wu Yu is on the hot search."
He pointed to Wu Yu and then to his mobile phone, his expression extremely ugly: "High-definition, showing face, video."
Bu Chonghua's face changed drastically, and he turned to look at Wu Yu. At the same time, Wu Yu's cell phone rang on the bedside table, it was Lin Kang!
"I'm in the Nancheng branch, immediately yield to the detachment to come back." Opposite the phone, Lin Kang sat in a brightly lit office. Rows of refreshed text on the webpage were reflected in his eyes: "Five minutes ago, the TheAssassinationMarket website list Shan suddenly started updating, and the dark web released a new round of rewards for your head."
