The rainstorm finally stopped. The pungent smell of the burning rubber in the wilderness has long been washed away, but the huge black marks scorched on the road are clear. Six cordons were drawn within two kilometers before and after. Hundreds of technical investigators dispatched by each sub-bureau hurriedly rushed back and forth. The scene was filled with a tense and depressing smell.
"Three two one!" "Get up!"
Several heavily armed forensic doctors cooperated to "pull" the charred and twisted body of the driver out of the Hummer, and carefully carried it onto the investigation vehicle.
Outside the highway guardrail in the distance, Song Ping, Xu Zuxin, Lin Fang, Wang Jiuling, and Liao Gang formed a circle and stood in front of the G63's twisted and overturned frame. The indescribable icy atmosphere froze everyone's lungs. It took a long time to hear Xu Zuxin's chest rise and fall rapidly: "... I fuck."
Everyone was silent, and after two seconds, he finally couldn't hold back the boiling blood, and he swung his hands and cursed: "Fuck!"
Every inch of Song Ping's face was dimmed in the early morning light, and no one dared to say a word, not even to look at his face. A calm voice sounded: "How about the results of the first wave of search and rescue?"
Wang Jiuling glanced at Lin Fang from the corner of his eyes, and saw Lin Fang's face was unexpectedly pale, his lips were tightly closed and there was no blood, and his pupils stared at G63 motionless, so he retracted his eyes and forced a cough: "There are many clues coming back, but... but... At present, there is no particularly valuable situation. Lin Ke and I have made all preparations for signal tracking. In addition, the surveillance video of the traffic management office and the city bureau has all been in place, and the preliminary filtering will be completed before tonight. In addition, we also applied for negotiating experts, in case there is... a kidnapper holding hostage... requesting negotiation with the Municipal Public Security Bureau... "
That's the worst case.
The meritorious undercover painter actually capsized in the sewer of Jinhai City, and even got on board with a detachment leader at the division level. There should be a group of leaders in the local public security system. It would be better to hang yourself at the gate of the municipal party committee.
"Who leaked the secret to Bu Chonghua and told him about the port area?!" Bureau Xu roared furiously.
Lin Fang was still in the state of being out of his body, and Wang Jiuling felt like he was about to cry: "No... No one. After inspection, it was found that the Bu Detachment had privately connected the mobile phone signal tracking devices of the two kidnappers Ding Sheng and Deng Le. When I was in college, I got full marks in the major of electronic information engineering, and I have worked in the front line of investigation for so many years..."
"My motherfucker!!" Xu Ju was about to have high blood pressure: "This is a fraud! There is definitely a fraud! Who would have expected that Bu Chonghua would leave the team and act alone?! Who would have expected Wu Yu to be there too? In this car?! Why didn't you kill them and then kidnap them away?! It must be Wan Changwen!! Report it to the Public Security Bureau and order Quanjinhai, all stations, docks, airports and highways—"
"No, Lao Xu." Song Ping said in a low voice, "It shouldn't be Wan Changwen."
Bureau Xu was choked: "Why not..."
"I have dealt with Wan Changwen's group of drug lords who fled from the mainland decades ago. I have dealt with them for many years. They rarely dare to go deep into the hinterland of North China, and they have no courage to take criminal police as hostages in the country. For Wan Changwen, smuggling out of the country as soon as possible is the most urgent thing, and if he wants to smuggle, he must be absolutely quiet and low-key. Now he should be eager to bury himself in the ground to hide. Threatening the police is not only for him. It's not necessary, and it's a taboo."
"More importantly, which car Wu Yu gets in is random, but Bu Chonghua's car itself is high-profile and conspicuous, which means that the probability of the opponent's target targeting Bu Chonghua is much greater than that of Wu Yu. And the one who has the ability to hijack the criminal police. All gangsters should know that kidnapping a police officer at the level of Bu Chonghua will definitely do more harm than good—it’s neither like kidnapping a high-level officer who is enough to intimidate the Ministry of Public Security, nor like kidnapping an ordinary policeman or a citizen, it’s not as easy to ignite public opinion, so The police are intimidated. To put it more seriously, do the kidnappers trust the police’s morality so much? Aren’t we afraid that we will deliberately give in to Chonghua to be a 'martyr’?”
Xu Ju was stunned by Song Ping, and it took a few seconds to react: "Then, according to what you said, why did the other party take them away? Wouldn't it be over if they just burned to death?"
"...I don't know either." Song Ping shook his head and said hoarsely, "I can't help thinking of another possibility."
"what?"
There are no outsiders around, and the bottom is above the division level. Several pairs of eyes were directed at Song Ping, and even Lin Fang looked over with a pale face, not knowing what he was thinking, his pupils were extremely tight, and a faint cold light flowed.
"I'm thinking," Song Ping looked up at the blue-gray sky in the early morning, and said softly, "Could it be something he was doing or investigating, who got in his way?"
A gust of wind swept across the plain, swept across everyone's faces with different expressions, passed through the fragmented Big G carriage, and disappeared far into the wilderness.
"—Xu Bureau! Director Wang!" At this time, the forensic doctor Xiaogui ran from a distance, out of breath: "The fingerprints of the deceased were found in the Humvee involved, and the database system compared the previous record!"
At that moment, everyone changed color, Song Ping hurried forward and took the tablet computer in the hand of the forensic doctor Xiaogui: "In 2005, the extraordinary drug trafficking case in Daxing County, Laizhou City, Yunnan Province?"
Everyone swarmed up, but no one noticed that Lin Fang suddenly stopped!
"Yes, at that time, it was discovered that drug dealers were transporting semi-trucks of opium across the border, and they engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with the border guards, killing five people and escaping four people. All of them are black households at the border, and their identities and names have not been found out, but one of the fingerprints extracted and recorded on the scene matches the fingerprints of the Hummer driver, so it is definitely the same person!"
Bureau Xu was stunned: "The ones who kidnapped them were the drug dealers who escaped back then? How is that possible? It doesn't matter at all?"
Song Ping turned his head and said, "Lin Fang, this case happened to you in Yundian, did you... Lin Fang?"
Everyone looked around, only then did Lin Fang suddenly return to his senses: "What?"
Song Ping's eyesight was so sharp, he could see the fright and unnaturalness that flickered in his eyes in an instant, narrowed his eyes and asked slowly, "Did you think of any clues?"
clue.
The distance between the two was only half a step. Even the tiny wrinkles at the corners of Song Ping's eyes were clearly visible at this distance. Another voice that sounded even more vicissitudes of life sounded in Lin Fang's ears. It was Feng Ting's solemn order before he left for Jinhai—
"Song Ping, you know his origin and identity, but you may not know how powerful he is. From adopting a martyr's orphan more than 20 years ago, to climbing step by step over the years, he has not a single footprint. I went wrong, didn't say a word wrong, didn't let anyone pick out faults or raise objections, and a perfect resume is rare..."
"Lin Ke?" Song Ping emphasized.
"Oh, 2005." Lin Fang paused, as if he was considering something, frowning and looking at the fingerprints on the tablet: "I just went to Yundian at the time, and I wasn't very impressed with this matter... "
"—The drug trafficking case in Daxing County in 2005." The office of the special intelligence team was filled with smoke, Zhang Boming had a cloud of smoke in his hand, and tapped his knuckles on the electronic map.
"In this case, the artist mentioned the existence of the dark web to us for the first time, and it was also the first time we discovered a case of drug trafficking involving dark web platforms in China. In this case, more than 180 kilograms of cooked opium were seized, five drug dealers were killed, and they escaped. Four people, the two sides fired more than 120 bullets at each other; it seems that the scale of the cross-border drug trafficking case is small, but for the special investigation team, it has a milestone significance."
Young Lin Fang raised his head from behind the computer: "Because that was the first time we found out that the darknet was operating in the territory?"
"No." Zhang Boming paused and said, "Because that was the first time we discovered that the dark web has established a Chinese e-commerce platform, and its name is the Ancient Tea Horse Road."
…
"It's really not clear." Lin Fang looked up at Song Ping, and shook his head as usual: "This kind of drug trafficking case has nothing to do with our network investigation, but I agree with Bureau Xu's opinion that the same drug dealer sneaked into the mainland to commit crimes. Unlikely."
Song Ping looked at him calmly for a moment, nodded, and put the computer back in Xu Zuxin's hand: "It may be that people use money and money to do things for others, and there may be black hands behind the scenes. But anyway, it's a major clue, Immediately set up a task force, deploy police forces from across the city, and start investigating along this line!"
Xu Zuxin became hoarse when he got angry: "Understood!"
Under the vast sky, the police lights flickered like ants, and countless police dogs scattered in all directions with the accident site as the center.
But are the missing Wu Yu and Bu Chonghua still alive? How long can it last
Rolling dark clouds gathered over the city and weighed heavily on everyone's heart.
"… Mother… "
"Treasure," Peng Wan weakly hugged her child, pressed her face to the soft hair on top of the child's head, and murmured so hoarsely that she couldn't even hear herself: "My treasure, my treasure..."
Wu Yu felt as if he was lying in hot and sour water, without a trace of strength in his body, fatigue, pain, thirst and hunger disappeared, and he was so numb that he didn't have any consciousness. The skylight radiating from the wooden slats changed from dark to bright and then from bright to dark. The long torment made everyone lose the concept of time, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a few hours or a few days, and it even occurred here. The illusion of being silent for a lifetime.
Peng Wan's caressing has become weak and weak: "Don't be afraid, baby, don't be afraid of my baby..."
Bu Chonghua moved, and the next second, his wrist was suddenly grasped. When he turned around, he saw that Wu Yu had opened his bloodshot eyes, staring straight at him, and turned his eyes to his pants pocket for a while, shaking it extremely hard and slightly. He shook his head, his eyes filled with a silent plea.
In the trouser pocket was the note handed in by the kidnapper.
Only the two of them saw the piece of paper. At that time, Peng Wan struggled like crazy and wanted to come up to see it, but Bu Chonghua shredded it quickly and put it in his trousers pocket. I went into my trousers pocket and seemed to have forgotten its existence.
- but they all know no.
The balance between morality and survival only temporarily maintained a delicate balance. The time bomb was always hanging over their heads, making a ticking countdown sound, getting tighter and tighter, more sinister and paradoxical, like the devil's grinning gradually. Approaching the ear from the darkness.
Bu Chonghua stared at Wu Yu's weak eyes for a long time. The distance between the two of them was only a few inches. After a while, he finally leaned over and kissed Wu Yu's messy temples and whispered, "I just went to see if there was anything. There's no way to get out."
"… "
Wu Yu's lips full of dried blood scabs showed a slight smile, and he nodded and released his hand.
In fact, there is nothing to see. The entire abandoned warehouse has been turned back and forth countless times by them. There is an open space facing the door in the middle, and the top of the high wall opposite the door is a door sealed with wooden bars and welded with iron bars. There is a red-painted drainage pipe on the wall beside the window, which goes straight from the roof to the ground; there are more than ten rows of empty iron racks placed randomly on the left and right sides of the open space, crowded with floating ash, and I don't know that they have been vacant. how long has it been.
The entire warehouse covers an area of more than 300 square meters. Except for the double-enclosed iron doors, there are solid walls on all four sides without any gaps. The ventilation pipes are only more than ten centimeters wide, and the drainage pipes are only thick enough to drill mice.
For the first time, Bu Chonghua touched the whole wall covered with black mold, and at the end of his despair there was only a numb calm. ! Cough! Cough-cough…”
A stream of blood foamed from the internal organs, as if even the chest cavity was about to be shaken into pieces and sprayed out of the throat, but his fingers were tightly covering his mouth, and he did not dare to cough too loudly, and dared not speak out so that Wu Yu could hear in the distance. Movement, only feel the heat sprayed on the palm of the palm drop by drop on the ground, emitting a sticky bloody.
“… huh… huh…”
I don't know how long it took, Bu Chonghua gasped and stopped coughing, his eyes turned black, and he knelt on the ground for a few minutes before he stood up with his willpower on the wall, and walked out of the empty iron racks step by step. , without looking at the pair of mother and son by the drain pipe, and moved to the wall of the open space beside the door.
Wu Yu curled up on the ground in a drowsy state, both his physiological functions and his mental consciousness were already at the limit, but he felt Bu Chonghua's footsteps, so he struggled to open his eyes and looked up at him: "You..."
"I'm fine." Bu Chonghua said hoarsely, sitting down beside him: "I'm just a little thirsty, don't worry."
Wu Yu nodded, and after a while he whispered, "...Can you hug me?"
A soreness that was even more severe than before went up to the throat, and went up to the eye sockets along the nasal cavity, but Bu Chonghua couldn't make a sound. He reached out and hugged the familiar, thin and hot body into his arms, put the back of Wu Yu's head on his shoulders, and put his chin on top of Wu Yu's head.
They used to lean against each other and read books every night. The bed was spacious and clean, the lights were warm and dim, and they had all kinds of candy, snacks and fruit cut into pieces with toothpicks that Wu Yu liked. He forced Wu Yu to eat these snacks after eating. Be sure to brush your teeth again before going to sleep. Sometimes, he will carry Wu Yu into the bathroom and put the toothbrush in his mouth.
But now he can't do anything, he can only do his best to hold the person in his arms tightly, so that Wu Yu can feel a slight trace of peace in the pain of high fever and internal bleeding.
"Bu Chonghua..."
"Shh," Bu Chonghua suppressed the sore throat convulsions, "don't move, you may have a little intracranial hemorrhage."
But Wu Yu was very insistent, even though it was so light that there was only a breath left: "No, listen to me, while I can still speak."
"… "
“When I was young, I used to think about how I might die in the future. I’ve seen girls dragged out and buried alive, people tied to wood and burned to death, Shan State troops wiped out by drug dealers. They all died. It's tragic, no one died without crying, and no one died in the arms of their own family."
"But I can," he said softly, "because I have you."
Bu Chonghua shuddered and took a breath: "Don't say it..."
"I don't care about the integrity of the skin after death, I just want you to live." Wu Yu closed his eyes and seemed to want to laugh briefly, but the arc disappeared very slightly: "I want you all to hold on for a few more days, I I want you all to wait until rescue comes, no matter what happens later... I love you."
"I told you to stop talking!" Bu Chonghua roared hoarsely.
Wu Yu said, "I love you."
He twisted his face with all his strength, and his cold, cracked lips brushed across Bu Chonghua's cheek. It was the last kiss.
Bu Chonghua hugged him tightly, buried his face in the socket of his neck, his teeth shuddered. He wanted to say I love you too, always, but he couldn't say it at the moment; he had never been more aware than now that it was all his own making, if he hadn't been driving on a rainy night Going on that deserted road, if he didn't let Wu Yu get on his car out of selfishness, or even if earlier, he hadn't crossed the thunder pond and forcibly pulled Wu Yu into his own world...
Now everything may be different.
"We will definitely wait for the rescue, hold on for a while longer, at most... Wu Yu?"
Bu Chonghua's pupils dilated rapidly, and his hoarse murmur suddenly changed: "Wake up and don't sleep, Wu Yu!"
- In the dark, Wu Yu's whole body was hot, and he was unable to lean back in his arms, his eyes were closed silently, and blood gushed out of his nose!
The extremely fresh blood was reflected in the depths of Bu Chonghua's pupils, as if announcing the end of the last countdown, the bomb detonated in the void, and the heavy balance was slammed to one end!
Bu Chonghua's hands couldn't stop shaking, panting and raising his head, he met Peng Wan's frightened eyes not far away.
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"I must be the first hero in our family who said 'I love you' for the first time in his life and the other person replied 'You tm shut up'..."