A cluster of car lights in the parking lot in the distance turned on. Bu Chonghua should have unlocked the car.
Wu Yu's pupils tightened slightly: "What are you doing?"
"I……"
"When are you going to monitor me until?"
Lin Kang sighed, leaned forward and looked at him seriously: "There is no one else today, but I wanted to see you. I will return to Yundian the day after tomorrow. You can’t cooperate. Although it is against my intentions, Can you just fill in a "good" in the report?"
The car lights in the distance came slowly, and Wu Yu's eyes were slightly quenched under the thick eyelashes.
Lin Kang's smile deepened, leaning over the co-driver's seat, pulling him softly: "Get in the car!"
Just as Bu Chonghua turned on the light, the phone buzzed and vibrated. It was a new message from Wu Yu:
[A friend came to pick it up, let's go first. 】
friend?
He looked back suspiciously at the hospital building. A black Audi car was lighting up, turning around, driving towards the colorful night of the city in the distance, and quickly disappeared into the endless street.
"..." I don't know why Bu Chonghua has a weird feeling. He has often been in and out of various scenes since he was a few years old. This kind of unreasonable intuition is often not clear to him.
His sharp brows frowned slightly, and after a long time he clicked on the message and replied three words--
【understood. 】
·
The screen was bright and dark, Lin Kang retracted his gaze and smiled: "Your phone is too old, so let's change to a smart one."
Wu Yu put down the phone: "No need."
"Don’t you think it’s slow to go online?"
"I don't go online."
Lin Kang was stunned, but then he reacted: "I'm sorry, my brain is short-circuited, it is really..."
Wu Yu said, "It's okay."
His quiet and alienated attitude is like a transparent wall, separating him from the chaotic and prosperous modern society, so that outsiders can neither peep nor take advantage of it. Lin Kang glanced at him in the rearview mirror, colorful neon lights reflected on his face through the car window, and outlined a handsome and clear, but very hard and lingering arc.
"How about in Nancheng Detachment?" Lin Kang asked softly.
"Okay."
"I heard that you have a normal relationship with that Bu Chonghua?"
"You are pretty well informed."
Lin Kang sighed: "I have to make sure you are safe. This is not only a task, but also my personal wish. So if you always hold a strong guard, I occasionally feel a little..."
Wu Yu suddenly interrupted him: "You just want to make sure that I don't have a psychological imbalance, post-traumatic stress disorder, and mutate into an antisocial criminal."
The carriage fell silent, and Lin Kang keenly grasped a certain point: "PTSD? Who did you learn this term from?"
Wu Yu's thin lips became even more straight.
"--It doesn't matter, whatever you think." Lin Kang retracted his gaze, his tone was unexpectedly cold: "But I have told you many times, no matter what'their' views, my attitude will not change. , I just want to make sure you are safe."
Wu Yu said nothing.
Audi's bathing lights feasting and feasting, walking through the lively city center. The cool breeze of early summer night is accompanied by noisy people such as talking, laughing, selling, flirting, etc., learning from the gaps in the windows of the car, making it even more silent.
Neither of them spoke. Wu Yu leaned against the car window, the shadow cast by his neck bones winding all the way, silently putting it into the collar of the white washed old T-shirt.
After a long time, Lin Kang turned his head and sighed, "Do you really want to go back to Yundian to work? Or can you not work?"
Lin Kang is easy to attract the opposite sex. This lowered posture is even more thrilling, but Wu Yu did not look at him: "The north is pretty good."
Lin Kang sighed deeply and stopped persuading. It took a while before he suddenly said: "The Nancheng Branch is actually okay.-The Nancheng Branch has the best configuration of the Jinhai City Public Security System, welfare benefits, and policing. Security and resource policies are among the best in North China. As long as you deal with Bu Chonghua well, life will not be difficult."
He mentioned Bu Chonghua, Wu Yu glanced at the corner of his eye and was hitting Lin Kang's line of sight.
"You learned that word from him?" Lin Kang understood.
Wu Yu was noncommittal.
Lin Kang seemed to want to ask something. After taking a breath and holding back, he changed the front of the conversation: "——Bu Chonghua, I met him back then. He is a classmate from a different department of my university. He is very much in school. He is famous, so I have heard of some things. You probably also feel that he has some background, right?"
That's for sure. Who can climb to the position of the director at such a young age without a background, and still say one thing in the Nancheng branch, and even give three points of face to Xu Ju?
The police academy produces so many masters and doctors every year, but not everyone's career is so smooth.
"His parents were both policemen. It is said that he died when he was very young. He was a pair of martyrs. The current Jinhai City Public Security Director Song Ping was still an ordinary policeman. He had a fateful relationship with his family. Adopted the orphans of comrades-in-arms. Later, Song Ping was promoted in his career. He wanted to train him to do something else, but he insisted on reporting to the police station. So now other detachments go to the city bureau to ask for resources. If it weren’t for the uncle’s house, the Nancheng Detachment hadn’t had such an orphan of a martyr with a strong roots, it would have been impossible for various resources to be tilted like this."
Wu Yu was a little surprised, and it took a long time to say "Oh".
"So if you can avoid conflict with him, try to avoid conflict. It's not that everyone has to divide up and down, mainly because it is unnecessary. After all, you are alone in Jinhai. Even if I want to, I can't always take care of it. ——"
Suddenly, Lin Kang paused bluntly. The car twisted and turned around in the narrow alley unique to Jinhai City, and finally smashed out of the path next to the wall and stopped in front of the old residential building in the community.
Lin Kang stopped the car and turned off. Then he smiled and asked in a low voice, "Don't you feel weird when I said that?"
Wu Yu lowered his head and unfastened his seat belt: "No."
——He doesn't care about other people's hints, and no temptation can slightly touch the safe, transparent, cold wall he erected for himself.
Lin Kang sighed helplessly.
"Then I'm leaving, and I will fly back to Yundian at 8 o'clock the next night. The next time I come is estimated to be the end of the year. During this period, if you have any needs, you can contact me or Feng Ting. It is better to be me. "
Wu Yu simply threw down the three words he knew, and just got out of the car door, suddenly his wrist was pulled from behind: "Wu Yu!"
Lin Kang stared at his back, palms dry and hot, "I really like you very much. This appreciation and goodwill have been there a long time ago, maybe earlier than you think. When we meet next time, it's better to be together. Go out and drink at the bar!"
The surroundings are very quiet, the cicadas have stopped in the distance, only the rustling sound of moths hitting the street lamp, and the little flowers in the grass swaying in the evening breeze.
Wu Yu finally turned his head and said slowly, "You must have many girlfriends."
Lin Kang was choked with saliva, coughing and laughing loudly, and then grabbing Wu Yu's hand with a force, even half of his body came over, looking at him scorchingly in the dark: "You are wrong No, I don’t have a girlfriend—I have too much vision!"
Wu Yu raised his eyebrows and stared at him without saying a word. Lin Kang laughed and let go of his hands. The Audi lights came on and gradually disappeared into the night.
Wu Yu didn't go upstairs right away. He waited until the red taillights completely disappeared before taking a look around. The shadow of the tree was rustling in the night breeze, and there was no trace of stalking. Those sights that were supposed to be protective but were full of suspicion and bewareness disappeared. This should be the reason Lin Kang had previously ordered.
He took out his phone and checked the time, it was just after nine o'clock.
The latest unclicked message still stops in the prompt column, it is from Bu Chonghua-[I see. 】
"... Both parents are policemen. It is said that he died when he was very young. A pair of martyrs..."
"I wanted to train him to do something else, but he insisted on reporting to the police station..."
Wu Yu's eyes were obscure. He clicked on the message and hung his thumb for a moment, as if he wanted to reply to something; but after a long time, he suddenly dismissed his mind, shook his head slightly, and turned and walked into the shabby corridor.
·
At 9:05, Bu Chonghua glanced at his phone before opening the door.
The last message he sent did not get a reply.
He broke the phone, opened the door, stood at the entrance and changed his shoes without turning his head: "I'm back!"
The well-decorated living room was empty, and the chandelier was sprinkled on the marble floor, reflecting the bright light, and no one answered.
Bu Chonghua hung up the key, went to the kitchen to put the leftovers and frozen food in the refrigerator into the microwave, then took off his clothes and transferred to the bathroom. The sound of water escalated with the heat, and a long and vigorous figure was vaguely reflected on the frosted glass. After a while, he casually wrapped a bath towel around his waist and wiped his wet hair and pushed out the door.
Supper is already hot. Bu Chonghua sits on a high stool at the kitchen bar, eats in one hand, and responds to work emails with a domestic machine issued by the Municipal Bureau in the other. He deals with some bitter and odd personnel issues, and reads the last quarter’s case closure report and revised the words. Send it to Liao Gang so that he will be sent to the General Affairs Office tomorrow. Then he finished his last mouthful of soup, cleaned up the dishes, went to the study, turned on the computer, and started to read the latest public cases and learning materials issued by the Criminal Investigation Bureau.
At half past eleven.
Time to sleep.
Bu Chonghua sat on the bed, charged the phone and turned off the bedside lamp. With a light slap, the bedroom plunged into darkness, only the bustling lights on the distant street faintly penetrated into the room through the gaps in the curtains, leaving sparkling shadows on the ceiling.
The glass photo frame on the bedside table reflected a faint light, and Bu Chonghua's eyes were fixed on it. After a long while, he reached out and took it. Suddenly, he heard the rash voice of the police station during the day:
"Then what star is now insane?"
"This kid looks at someone who is not so weak. The murderer didn't hurt him. Just witnessing the assault can scare him crazy?"
...
In the dark, Bu Chonghua's side face showed an extremely cold outline. After a while, he closed his eyes, and his shoulder and back muscles bulged because of excessive tension.
Don't think about it, he told himself.
Don’t think, don’t think, let it pass, let it pass——
"Who is it? Don't tell me?!"
"Fuck it or not?!"
Beating, yelling, punching, and the blazing crackling of torches were mixed. The sharp blade reflected cold light in the smoke, pierced into the flesh, blood and minced meat splashed on the wall.
No one noticed the child's red eyes leaking from the closet, trembling violently with tears, but all the sobbing was blocked by a hand covering his mouth.
"...Dad...Mom...Mom...Um!"
The hand suddenly pressed hard, and the skin and flesh of the palm were squeezed into the child's teeth, and he didn't care that the trembling teeth were deeply cut into the flesh and blood.
A curse came from outside the closet: "These two slips are still fucking hard, and you can't cry without seeing the coffin, right? I must force Lao Tzu to give you two some color to see?"
"I will give you one last chance, who is the informant?"
"Ask you! Who the hell is that ‘painter’!"
Say it, dad, say it, mom, please say it quickly, please let this all end soon——
But God did not hear the child's heart-piercing pleading, the gangster outside the closet finally lost his last patience: "What the hell do now?"
"Kill that woman!"
--Do not! !
The child slammed forward like crazy, but all the twisting was fettered by the hands behind him. In the chaos, he only heard a gunshot, and then everything fell silent. The heavy object slammed on the wall and followed the wall. The face slowly fell to the ground.
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The child's pupils trembled, his brain was blank, and there was blood in his teeth.
It only took a few seconds, but it seemed that a long time passed before he dullly heard a curse from outside: "...See it? Don't tell me now? Don't say that your wife is your end!"
"Don't make any noise, listen," someone whispered in the darkness, "the police are here."
At this moment, there was a faint movement in the distance in the middle of the night, and it was getting closer and closer-it was a siren!
The police car is coming!
"Fuck! The note is here!" "Someone whispered?!" "How is it possible! Go!"
There was a panic outside, yelling and complaining about the messy steps, and then someone asked viciously: "What about this man, old rules?"
The child's heart was instantly cold, and the next second he heard—"Kill, move faster!"
Do not! father! father! ! Don't--! !
boom!
At the same time as the gunfire sounded, the hands suddenly pulled him back, which can stop him from the crazy struggle like a beast!
The dying force is not like a nine-year-old child can produce, but at this moment, the shackles coming from behind are stronger and more determined, and even use the whole body to lock any part of the child that can exert force to kill him. In the corner of the small closet.
The hysterical howling was forced to swallow deep into the throat, only the sweetness and greasiness between the teeth was the man's blood.
But at that time he couldn't notice that he had bitten the palm of his hand to bloody flesh, and the blood gathered to his jaw in the dark, mixed with tears, and hit his neck with hot drops.
Wow—the sound of splashing water came from outside the house.
Wow----
The peculiar smell passed into this small space from the gap, it was gasoline!
At this time, it was too late for all reactions. The gangster had been prepared and waved to light the fire!
There was a bang of smoke, and the flames roared into the night sky. The child only felt that he was lifted up by the powerful pair of hands, and then he heard the man yelling at him, with a sound like thunder blowing in his ears-at this time, he had no idea whether he would be discovered: "I count To three! Run with me!"
"Dad, father, mother..."
With a loud slap in the face, the child was immediately beaten up, and then awakened by the shocking loud roar:
"run!!"
With a few loud noises, the child only felt that he was being led by someone and broke the closet door. The room was enveloped by heavy smoke, and he didn't even have time to feel whether he had stepped on the corpse that his parents couldn't look at. He was staggered out of the door, through the burning threshold and front yard, and rushed into the night like crazy.
"Fuck! There are people there!"
"It's a child... Damn! Two children!"
"Catch them!"
The child did not remember that he had ran so fast, black smoke, flames, wind, and gasping, mixed into broken memories, whizzed through his ears, he only remembered that he was firmly grasped by that hand, or dragged. , Galloping on rugged mountain roads and muddy grass. The passage of time suddenly became extremely fast and extremely slow. The hot fragments swish across the ears, and the grass blades at the feet splashed into the mud-it was actually shrapnel.
But at that time, he could not feel anything, his brain was completely blank, not even fear or sadness.
thump!
They stomped on the air, instantly spinning around, rolling down the slope in the chaos, crashing into the bushes!
The severe pain makes the child's eyes black, and the first reaction is that the bone in the chest cavity is broken, and the pain is painful with a little effort. In fear, he heard the police siren getting closer, and the red and blue lights flashed at the end of the mountain road-but he couldn't stand up, even if he gritted his teeth, he couldn't move. The screams of the gangster not far away had been passed over!
"……over there……"
"Can't let them run to find a note..."
"Search, search!"
I'm done, the child has never realized so clearly.
I'm going to be caught up, I'm going to be killed by them, go over there to reunite with Mom and Dad——
Wow! The man gritted his teeth and pulled him up. With this action, the dense bushes slapped them on their faces and bodies. In the dimness, he saw the opponent staring at him: "Can you still run?!"
The child trembled and shook his head, wiping away more and more tears, trying to see who this man desperately saved himself is.
But it's too dark.
Even with the red and blue warning lights in the distance, I can only vaguely feel that the other person's silhouette is very thin-it turned out to be a half-year-old boy, maybe not two years older than himself, his forehead and brow bones are bleeding, and his eyes are bright It was frightening, shone coldly in the night.
"...Are we going to die," the child looked at him desperately: "What to do, we are going to die, we—"
The incoherent whimper was covered by a hand. The young man gasped and stood up, hoarsely saying, "I want to live."
"……no no……"
"Live to get revenge."
The child trembled and stunned.
The boy's palm pressed hard on his cheek. It was a decisive farewell, because immediately he saw the boy jumping out of the pit, like a scarred and desperate cub, with huge explosive power in his thin limbs, rushing toward the direction the criminals were following like lightning. !
"there!"
"found it!"
"Hurry up!!"
The noisy voices, footsteps, and gunshots mixed together, moving quickly to the depths of the woods, and the police sirens on the mountain road behind him quickly rang, and the police finally arrived.
...
The child leaned against the rock, gurgling blood continuously took away his body temperature, and pulled his mind into the abyss. The last segment of consciousness was that half of his cheek was hot, and he thought it was his weak, worthless tears before he passed out.
But then he remembered that it was blood.
It comes from the firm and bloody palm of a teenager.
Afterwards, Bu Chonghua’s memory was missing for a long time. The doctor said it was because of too much stimulation and a head injury. He stayed in the hospital for a long time. At first, he just lay down, couldn't speak, and didn't respond. He stared at the ceiling blankly with his eyes open, like a muddled puppet. As long as the entire municipal party committee and the public security system can be counted, they lined up and walked around the hospital beds, crying, crying, mourning, condolences and commending, taking photos and showing... in just a few months, it seemed to have experienced After all the absurd and sad dramas in the world, it was not until more than half a year later that this nine-year-old child who was helpless after several psychiatric consultations, gradually began to have a weak reaction to the outside world.
One day the nurse slipped his hand when the drip was given, and the needle suddenly pierced blood. The trainee nurse was rushing to find cotton balls, and suddenly only heard the child move his lips, making an extremely faint hoarse voice:
"...Did he survive?"
"what?"
"Has he survived?"
At first everyone thought he was asking his parents, no one dared to answer.
But he is not. He already knows the answer about his parents.
Song Ping, the deputy mayor of Jinhai City and the director of public security, was still an ordinary criminal police officer. It was not until a long time later that he had the opportunity to tell him the answer to this question-"I don’t know, I can’t find out who the child is, but he survived. The odds should be great."
"……why?"
"The third corpse was not found at the scene. The house has been completely burned down. Only two were identified in the rubble—"
Song Ping’s voice stopped abruptly, and then he spoke with a forcibly suppressed hoarse: “That group will soon be uprooted by the police, and the law and justice will avenge you. Chonghua, life just has to let go of many things to continue. Go ahead, no matter what happens, your parents want you to be safe."
Everyone wants him to be safe, no one wants him to inherit his father's inheritance. But Bu Chonghua knew that from that bloody late night, his life was destined to only go in that direction, go to school, test public, become a criminal police... there is no other destination.
The other side of life that was suddenly shattered was forever frozen in the cold picture frame beside the bed.
"...Good night," Bu Chonghua said in a low voice.
He gently put the photo frame back on the bed, and the laughing family of three at the ninth birthday party quietly stared at the void, and the bedroom sank into a long and quiet night.
A cluster of car lights in the parking lot in the distance turned on. Bu Chonghua should have unlocked the car.
Wu Yu's pupils tightened slightly: "What are you doing?"
"I……"
"When are you going to monitor me until?"
Lin Kang sighed, leaned forward and looked at him seriously: "There is no one else today, but I wanted to see you. I will return to Yundian the day after tomorrow. You can’t cooperate. Although it is against my intentions, Can you just fill in a "good" in the report?"
The car lights in the distance came slowly, and Wu Yu's eyes were slightly quenched under the thick eyelashes.
Lin Kang's smile deepened, leaning over the co-driver's seat, pulling him softly: "Get in the car!"
Just as Bu Chonghua turned on the light, the phone buzzed and vibrated. It was a new message from Wu Yu:
[A friend came to pick it up, let's go first. 】
friend?
He looked back suspiciously at the hospital building. A black Audi car was lighting up, turning around, driving towards the colorful night of the city in the distance, and quickly disappeared into the endless street.
"..." I don't know why Bu Chonghua has a weird feeling. He has often been in and out of various scenes since he was a few years old. This kind of unreasonable intuition is often not clear to him.
His sharp brows frowned slightly, and after a long time he clicked on the message and replied three words--
【understood. 】
·
The screen was bright and dark, Lin Kang retracted his gaze and smiled: "Your phone is too old, so let's change to a smart one."
Wu Yu put down the phone: "No need."
"Don’t you think it’s slow to go online?"
"I don't go online."
Lin Kang was stunned, but then he reacted: "I'm sorry, my brain is short-circuited, it is really..."
Wu Yu said, "It's okay."
His quiet and alienated attitude is like a transparent wall, separating him from the chaotic and prosperous modern society, so that outsiders can neither peep nor take advantage of it. Lin Kang glanced at him in the rearview mirror, colorful neon lights reflected on his face through the car window, and outlined a handsome and clear, but very hard and lingering arc.
"How about in Nancheng Detachment?" Lin Kang asked softly.
"Okay."
"I heard that you have a normal relationship with that Bu Chonghua?"
"You are pretty well informed."
Lin Kang sighed: "I have to make sure you are safe. This is not only a task, but also my personal wish. So if you always hold a strong guard, I occasionally feel a little..."
Wu Yu suddenly interrupted him: "You just want to make sure that I don't have a psychological imbalance, post-traumatic stress disorder, and mutate into an antisocial criminal."
The carriage fell silent, and Lin Kang keenly grasped a certain point: "PTSD? Who did you learn this term from?"
Wu Yu's thin lips became even more straight.
"--It doesn't matter, whatever you think." Lin Kang retracted his gaze, his tone was unexpectedly cold: "But I have told you many times, no matter what'their' views, my attitude will not change. , I just want to make sure you are safe."
Wu Yu said nothing.
Audi's bathing lights feasting and feasting, walking through the lively city center. The cool breeze of early summer night is accompanied by noisy people such as talking, laughing, selling, flirting, etc., learning from the gaps in the windows of the car, making it even more silent.
Neither of them spoke. Wu Yu leaned against the car window, the shadow cast by his neck bones winding all the way, silently putting it into the collar of the white washed old T-shirt.
After a long time, Lin Kang turned his head and sighed, "Do you really want to go back to Yundian to work? Or can you not work?"
Lin Kang is easy to attract the opposite sex. This lowered posture is even more thrilling, but Wu Yu did not look at him: "The north is pretty good."
Lin Kang sighed deeply and stopped persuading. It took a while before he suddenly said: "The Nancheng Branch is actually okay.-The Nancheng Branch has the best configuration of the Jinhai City Public Security System, welfare benefits, and policing. Security and resource policies are among the best in North China. As long as you deal with Bu Chonghua well, life will not be difficult."
He mentioned Bu Chonghua, Wu Yu glanced at the corner of his eye and was hitting Lin Kang's line of sight.
"You learned that word from him?" Lin Kang understood.
Wu Yu was noncommittal.
Lin Kang seemed to want to ask something. After taking a breath and holding back, he changed the front of the conversation: "——Bu Chonghua, I met him back then. He is a classmate from a different department of my university. He is very much in school. He is famous, so I have heard of some things. You probably also feel that he has some background, right?"
That's for sure. Who can climb to the position of the director at such a young age without a background, and still say one thing in the Nancheng branch, and even give three points of face to Xu Ju?
The police academy produces so many masters and doctors every year, but not everyone's career is so smooth.
"His parents were both policemen. It is said that he died when he was very young. He was a pair of martyrs. The current Jinhai City Public Security Director Song Ping was still an ordinary policeman. He had a fateful relationship with his family. Adopted the orphans of comrades-in-arms. Later, Song Ping was promoted in his career. He wanted to train him to do something else, but he insisted on reporting to the police station. So now other detachments go to the city bureau to ask for resources. If it weren’t for the uncle’s house, the Nancheng Detachment hadn’t had such an orphan of a martyr with a strong roots, it would have been impossible for various resources to be tilted like this."
Wu Yu was a little surprised, and it took a long time to say "Oh".
"So if you can avoid conflict with him, try to avoid conflict. It's not that everyone has to divide up and down, mainly because it is unnecessary. After all, you are alone in Jinhai. Even if I want to, I can't always take care of it. ——"
Suddenly, Lin Kang paused bluntly. The car twisted and turned around in the narrow alley unique to Jinhai City, and finally smashed out of the path next to the wall and stopped in front of the old residential building in the community.
Lin Kang stopped the car and turned off. Then he smiled and asked in a low voice, "Don't you feel weird when I said that?"
Wu Yu lowered his head and unfastened his seat belt: "No."
——He doesn't care about other people's hints, and no temptation can slightly touch the safe, transparent, cold wall he erected for himself.
Lin Kang sighed helplessly.
"Then I'm leaving, and I will fly back to Yundian at 8 o'clock the next night. The next time I come is estimated to be the end of the year. During this period, if you have any needs, you can contact me or Feng Ting. It is better to be me. "
Wu Yu simply threw down the three words he knew, and just got out of the car door, suddenly his wrist was pulled from behind: "Wu Yu!"
Lin Kang stared at his back, palms dry and hot, "I really like you very much. This appreciation and goodwill have been there a long time ago, maybe earlier than you think. When we meet next time, it's better to be together. Go out and drink at the bar!"
The surroundings are very quiet, the cicadas have stopped in the distance, only the rustling sound of moths hitting the street lamp, and the little flowers in the grass swaying in the evening breeze.
Wu Yu finally turned his head and said slowly, "You must have many girlfriends."
Lin Kang was choked with saliva, coughing and laughing loudly, and then grabbing Wu Yu's hand with a force, even half of his body came over, looking at him scorchingly in the dark: "You are wrong No, I don’t have a girlfriend—I have too much vision!"
Wu Yu raised his eyebrows and stared at him without saying a word. Lin Kang laughed and let go of his hands. The Audi lights came on and gradually disappeared into the night.
Wu Yu didn't go upstairs right away. He waited until the red taillights completely disappeared before taking a look around. The shadow of the tree was rustling in the night breeze, and there was no trace of stalking. Those sights that were supposed to be protective but were full of suspicion and bewareness disappeared. This should be the reason Lin Kang had previously ordered.
He took out his phone and checked the time, it was just after nine o'clock.
The latest unclicked message still stops in the prompt column, it is from Bu Chonghua-[I see. 】
"... Both parents are policemen. It is said that he died when he was very young. A pair of martyrs..."
"I wanted to train him to do something else, but he insisted on reporting to the police station..."
Wu Yu's eyes were obscure. He clicked on the message and hung his thumb for a moment, as if he wanted to reply to something; but after a long time, he suddenly dismissed his mind, shook his head slightly, and turned and walked into the shabby corridor.
·
At 9:05, Bu Chonghua glanced at his phone before opening the door.
The last message he sent did not get a reply.
He broke the phone, opened the door, stood at the entrance and changed his shoes without turning his head: "I'm back!"
The well-decorated living room was empty, and the chandelier was sprinkled on the marble floor, reflecting the bright light, and no one answered.
Bu Chonghua hung up the key, went to the kitchen to put the leftovers and frozen food in the refrigerator into the microwave, then took off his clothes and transferred to the bathroom. The sound of water escalated with the heat, and a long and vigorous figure was vaguely reflected on the frosted glass. After a while, he casually wrapped a bath towel around his waist and wiped his wet hair and pushed out the door.
Supper is already hot. Bu Chonghua sits on a high stool at the kitchen bar, eats in one hand, and responds to work emails with a domestic machine issued by the Municipal Bureau in the other. He deals with some bitter and odd personnel issues, and reads the last quarter’s case closure report and revised the words. Send it to Liao Gang so that he will be sent to the General Affairs Office tomorrow. Then he finished his last mouthful of soup, cleaned up the dishes, went to the study, turned on the computer, and started to read the latest public cases and learning materials issued by the Criminal Investigation Bureau.
At half past eleven.
Time to sleep.
Bu Chonghua sat on the bed, charged the phone and turned off the bedside lamp. With a light slap, the bedroom plunged into darkness, only the bustling lights on the distant street faintly penetrated into the room through the gaps in the curtains, leaving sparkling shadows on the ceiling.
The glass photo frame on the bedside table reflected a faint light, and Bu Chonghua's eyes were fixed on it. After a long while, he reached out and took it. Suddenly, he heard the rash voice of the police station during the day:
"Then what star is now insane?"
"This kid looks at someone who is not so weak. The murderer didn't hurt him. Just witnessing the assault can scare him crazy?"
...
In the dark, Bu Chonghua's side face showed an extremely cold outline. After a while, he closed his eyes, and his shoulder and back muscles bulged because of excessive tension.
Don't think about it, he told himself.
Don’t think, don’t think, let it pass, let it pass——
"Who is it? Don't tell me?!"
"Fuck it or not?!"
Beating, yelling, punching, and the blazing crackling of torches were mixed. The sharp blade reflected cold light in the smoke, pierced into the flesh, blood and minced meat splashed on the wall.
No one noticed the child's red eyes leaking from the closet, trembling violently with tears, but all the sobbing was blocked by a hand covering his mouth.
"...Dad...Mom...Mom...Um!"
The hand suddenly pressed hard, and the skin and flesh of the palm were squeezed into the child's teeth, and he didn't care that the trembling teeth were deeply cut into the flesh and blood.
A curse came from outside the closet: "These two slips are still fucking hard, and you can't cry without seeing the coffin, right? I must force Lao Tzu to give you two some color to see?"
"I will give you one last chance, who is the informant?"
"Ask you! Who the hell is that ‘painter’!"
Say it, dad, say it, mom, please say it quickly, please let this all end soon——
But God did not hear the child's heart-piercing pleading, the gangster outside the closet finally lost his last patience: "What the hell do now?"
"Kill that woman!"
--Do not! !
The child slammed forward like crazy, but all the twisting was fettered by the hands behind him. In the chaos, he only heard a gunshot, and then everything fell silent. The heavy object slammed on the wall and followed the wall. The face slowly fell to the ground.
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The child's pupils trembled, his brain was blank, and there was blood in his teeth.
It only took a few seconds, but it seemed that a long time passed before he dullly heard a curse from outside: "...See it? Don't tell me now? Don't say that your wife is your end!"
"Don't make any noise, listen," someone whispered in the darkness, "the police are here."
At this moment, there was a faint movement in the distance in the middle of the night, and it was getting closer and closer-it was a siren!
The police car is coming!
"Fuck! The note is here!" "Someone whispered?!" "How is it possible! Go!"
There was a panic outside, yelling and complaining about the messy steps, and then someone asked viciously: "What about this man, old rules?"
The child's heart was instantly cold, and the next second he heard—"Kill, move faster!"
Do not! father! father! ! Don't--! !
boom!
At the same time as the gunfire sounded, the hands suddenly pulled him back, which can stop him from the crazy struggle like a beast!
The dying force is not like a nine-year-old child can produce, but at this moment, the shackles coming from behind are stronger and more determined, and even use the whole body to lock any part of the child that can exert force to kill him. In the corner of the small closet.
The hysterical howling was forced to swallow deep into the throat, only the sweetness and greasiness between the teeth was the man's blood.
But at that time he couldn't notice that he had bitten the palm of his hand to bloody flesh, and the blood gathered to his jaw in the dark, mixed with tears, and hit his neck with hot drops.
Wow—the sound of splashing water came from outside the house.
Wow----
The peculiar smell passed into this small space from the gap, it was gasoline!
At this time, it was too late for all reactions. The gangster had been prepared and waved to light the fire!
There was a bang of smoke, and the flames roared into the night sky. The child only felt that he was lifted up by the powerful pair of hands, and then he heard the man yelling at him, with a sound like thunder blowing in his ears-at this time, he had no idea whether he would be discovered: "I count To three! Run with me!"
"Dad, father, mother..."
With a loud slap in the face, the child was immediately beaten up, and then awakened by the shocking loud roar:
"run!!"
With a few loud noises, the child only felt that he was being led by someone and broke the closet door. The room was enveloped by heavy smoke, and he didn't even have time to feel whether he had stepped on the corpse that his parents couldn't look at. He was staggered out of the door, through the burning threshold and front yard, and rushed into the night like crazy.
"Fuck! There are people there!"
"It's a child... Damn! Two children!"
"Catch them!"
The child did not remember that he had ran so fast, black smoke, flames, wind, and gasping, mixed into broken memories, whizzed through his ears, he only remembered that he was firmly grasped by that hand, or dragged. , Galloping on rugged mountain roads and muddy grass. The passage of time suddenly became extremely fast and extremely slow. The hot fragments swish across the ears, and the grass blades at the feet splashed into the mud-it was actually shrapnel.
But at that time, he could not feel anything, his brain was completely blank, not even fear or sadness.
thump!
They stomped on the air, instantly spinning around, rolling down the slope in the chaos, crashing into the bushes!
The severe pain makes the child's eyes black, and the first reaction is that the bone in the chest cavity is broken, and the pain is painful with a little effort. In fear, he heard the police siren getting closer, and the red and blue lights flashed at the end of the mountain road-but he couldn't stand up, even if he gritted his teeth, he couldn't move. The screams of the gangster not far away had been passed over!
"……over there……"
"Can't let them run to find a note..."
"Search, search!"
I'm done, the child has never realized so clearly.
I'm going to be caught up, I'm going to be killed by them, go over there to reunite with Mom and Dad——
Wow! The man gritted his teeth and pulled him up. With this action, the dense bushes slapped them on their faces and bodies. In the dimness, he saw the opponent staring at him: "Can you still run?!"
The child trembled and shook his head, wiping away more and more tears, trying to see who this man desperately saved himself is.
But it's too dark.
Even with the red and blue warning lights in the distance, I can only vaguely feel that the other person's silhouette is very thin-it turned out to be a half-year-old boy, maybe not two years older than himself, his forehead and brow bones are bleeding, and his eyes are bright It was frightening, shone coldly in the night.
"...Are we going to die," the child looked at him desperately: "What to do, we are going to die, we—"
The incoherent whimper was covered by a hand. The young man gasped and stood up, hoarsely saying, "I want to live."
"……no no……"
"Live to get revenge."
The child trembled and stunned.
The boy's palm pressed hard on his cheek. It was a decisive farewell, because immediately he saw the boy jumping out of the pit, like a scarred and desperate cub, with huge explosive power in his thin limbs, rushing toward the direction the criminals were following like lightning. !
"there!"
"found it!"
"Hurry up!!"
The noisy voices, footsteps, and gunshots mixed together, moving quickly to the depths of the woods, and the police sirens on the mountain road behind him quickly rang, and the police finally arrived.
...
The child leaned against the rock, gurgling blood continuously took away his body temperature, and pulled his mind into the abyss. The last segment of consciousness was that half of his cheek was hot, and he thought it was his weak, worthless tears before he passed out.
But then he remembered that it was blood.
It comes from the firm and bloody palm of a teenager.
Afterwards, Bu Chonghua’s memory was missing for a long time. The doctor said it was because of too much stimulation and a head injury. He stayed in the hospital for a long time. At first, he just lay down, couldn't speak, and didn't respond. He stared at the ceiling blankly with his eyes open, like a muddled puppet. As long as the entire municipal party committee and the public security system can be counted, they lined up and walked around the hospital beds, crying, crying, mourning, condolences and commending, taking photos and showing... in just a few months, it seemed to have experienced After all the absurd and sad dramas in the world, it was not until more than half a year later that this nine-year-old child who was helpless after several psychiatric consultations, gradually began to have a weak reaction to the outside world.
One day the nurse slipped his hand when the drip was given, and the needle suddenly pierced blood. The trainee nurse was rushing to find cotton balls, and suddenly only heard the child move his lips, making an extremely faint hoarse voice:
"...Did he survive?"
"what?"
"Has he survived?"
At first everyone thought he was asking his parents, no one dared to answer.
But he is not. He already knows the answer about his parents.
Song Ping, the deputy mayor of Jinhai City and the director of public security, was still an ordinary criminal police officer. It was not until a long time later that he had the opportunity to tell him the answer to this question-"I don’t know, I can’t find out who the child is, but he survived. The odds should be great."
"……why?"
"The third corpse was not found at the scene. The house has been completely burned down. Only two were identified in the rubble—"
Song Ping’s voice stopped abruptly, and then he spoke with a forcibly suppressed hoarse: “That group will soon be uprooted by the police, and the law and justice will avenge you. Chonghua, life just has to let go of many things to continue. Go ahead, no matter what happens, your parents want you to be safe."
Everyone wants him to be safe, no one wants him to inherit his father's inheritance. But Bu Chonghua knew that from that bloody late night, his life was destined to only go in that direction, go to school, test public, become a criminal police... there is no other destination.
The other side of life that was suddenly shattered was forever frozen in the cold picture frame beside the bed.
"...Good night," Bu Chonghua said in a low voice.
He gently put the photo frame back on the bed, and the laughing family of three at the ninth birthday party quietly stared at the void, and the bedroom sank into a long and quiet night.
