Swallowing the Seas

Chapter 111

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"We were both severely dehydrated, thirsty, and in a staged coma."

"Wu Yu's situation is very urgent. He is bleeding. I know he may die if it is delayed any longer. I don't want to see that happen."

"I'm so nervous that I can't remember when the weapon was in my hand."

"Yes, I only remember that she was screaming, screaming all the time, very loud... I can't remember what happened after that."

"Bu Chonghua!" The bright lights shot down vertically from the roof of the interrogation room, and behind the beam was a crowded interrogation table. The leaders of the Municipal Party Committee, Discipline Inspection Commission, and Ministries and Commissions stood like black shadows like mountains in the dark. I don't know who it is. Every word is shocking: "Your parents are martyrs who died gloriously, and you are a police officer yourself, how could you do such a thing? Didn't you think about the consequences before you started killing people?! "

Bu Chonghua leaned back on the back of the interrogation chair, half of his face was hidden in the shadows, and the other half of his face was reflected in the light with a smile that was not a smile: "I've considered it."

"I thought about you!"

Bu Chonghua really laughed, and the iron cuffs on his wrist rattled with the movement: "I hope I can trust the organization, does the organization deserve my trust?"

"you!"

"When did the police find clues about where we were being held? After the kidnappers turned my phone on. When did the police burst into the back room and rescue us? After the kidnappers' demands to kill were fulfilled. Organised before I had to be a murderer. Where? Did the organization capture the initiator of the kidnapper after I became a murderer? I don't want to kill Peng Wan, but I don't kill Peng Wan, who will save us?"

"You're just saying that..."

"How did my parents become martyrs, and where were the police cars when they were killed? When someone shed blood on the police badge on their heads, where was the police force to protect them? What can we do in this situation, we have to sit still to fulfill our loyalty?!"

Words rang out over the high interrogation room, and the darkness around was filled with suppressed anger, doubtful discussions, embarrassed muttering, tacit and secretive eyes... But Bu Chonghua didn't care, the corners of his mouth were cold. The sarcastic arc went even deeper.

The cruelty and haze that had been concealed under the mask of the elite for so many years was finally revealed in front of people for the first time without concealment. Like a monster in the abyss, it broke free from its iron locks and let out a long howl of joy.

"I don't want this kind of loyalty." He looked at Wu Yaqing countless people with such a smile, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and there was a trace of cold pity in his eyes: "Whoever loves this police thing should be Bar."

"I heard that he killed a female drug dealer without hesitation last time..." "Yes, during the inspection by the Commission for Discipline Inspection, his attitude was extremely bad. I said in public that I don’t want to be in front of the police!” “It turns out that everything is traceable!”…

The buzzing sound gradually converged into a torrent, and the old leader who just spoke up slapped the table heavily, roaring in horror: "Quiet! Quiet!!"

"... Three feet of freezing is not a day's cold!" "Yeah, yeah..."

The whispering stopped, everyone sat upright in fright, and the interrogation room finally returned to a death-like concentration. The old leader stood up and looked down at Bu Chonghua in handcuffs not far away:

"The murder of Peng Wan has all the evidence and confessions, but there are still many doubts that need to be re-examined. The former Nancheng Branch Criminal Investigation Detachment Chief Bu Chonghua is now suspended and temporarily taken to the Jinhai Changyi District Detention Center. Haishi Public Security Bureau…”

"I object."

A voice suddenly sounded in the corner of the long table, and everyone looked at them one after another, and even the corners of Bu Chonghua's eyebrows jumped slightly.

—It’s Lin Gang.

The old leader narrowed his eyes, and a majestic and sharp light faintly emitted from behind the reading glasses: "What are you against?"

There was a sound when the legs of the chair rubbed against the ground, and it was Lin Fang who stood up, always showing a gentle and elegant face, but there was no expression on his face at this time: "Jinhai City Public Security Director Song Ping and the suspect Bu Chonghua It is an adoptive father-son relationship, so it is necessary to follow the principle of avoidance, escort Bu Chonghua out of Jinhai for review, or apply for a special task force of the Ministry of Public Security to be stationed in Jinhai, otherwise the possibility of favoritism and information leakage in this case cannot be completely eliminated.”

There was a very slight movement around again, and everyone exchanged hidden and startled glances.

What is this Section Chief Lin trying to do to send Bu Chonghua out of Jinhai

Or did Xiang Zhuang dance the sword with Peigong’s intentions, and take the opportunity of Chabu Chonghua to thoroughly investigate Song Ping

"Song Ping and the suspect have no legal adoption procedures, and they live separately, have no financial relationship, and have no kinship in the legal sense." The old leader's answer was clear and decisive, and he asked in a deep voice, "What else do you want? said?"

Lin Fang took a deep breath, and at that moment, Bu Chonghua narrowed his eyes slightly, and a premonition of what was about to happen suddenly appeared in his heart—

Sure enough, I saw Lin Fang leaned over and picked up his laptop, which he never left, put it on the table, looked around at everyone, and every word was clear to the point of coldness: "—Yes."

"I report that Bu Chonghua took advantage of his position to collude with the world's most wanted 'shark' through the Mariana Trench darknet platform to sell blue gold, a new fentanyl compound, on the black market in North China."

"Darknet drug trafficking is a serious case that the Ministry of Public Security has handed over to the Yunnan Provincial Public Security Bureau for many years to supervise. This matter must not be covered up in Jinhai. I request the establishment of a special task force to investigate it to the end!"

·

"Lin Fang reported Bu Chonghua for drug trafficking?!"

"Yes." From the opposite side of the phone came Yan Yan's bow-string-like voice, "The interrogation process is highly confidential, but someone secretly leaked the news to Song Ping after they came out, and Song Ping told me in person."

The window glass at the end of the corridor outside the ward showed half of Jiang Ting's face. It took him several seconds to digest the explosive news: "Is there any evidence?"

"Have."

"… "

"Probably after the death of Ma Yin, the Mariana Trench suddenly began to launch a batch of blue and gold retailers with shipping addresses in mainland China. Although this batch of goods was small, it immediately got the attention of the shark, and then got the darknet platform. Vigorously promote. Lin Gang first discovered this situation. After investigation, he found that this batch of blue and gold goods seemed to flow out from the underground drug market in North China. If we investigate further, these dozen or so blue and gold demolition houses are all following Bu Chonghua. The cases that have been handled over the years are more or less connected."

"The thing that can crucify him is that," Yan Yan paused, almost forcing himself to continue: "The network investigation department found shell companies and offshore accounts under the name of Bu Chonghua, which involved a large amount of unknown money. Funds came in and out, and the Bitcoin account under his name also had hundreds of scattered transaction records, and the time and amount were highly consistent with the launch of Blue Gold in the Mariana Trench.”

"..." Jiang Ting almost spit out a few words from his teeth: "Is it possible that he was framed by someone?"

"If it is framed, then this person must be very close to Bu Chonghua, close enough to have access to all drug case files and the actual investigation process in his name; and what is even more terrifying is that," Yan Yan said in every word. With a chill to the bone: "This net of heaven and earth, which is specifically aimed at Bu Chonghua, has been lying in ambush in the dark for several years at least."

The corridor of the ward was empty, without a trace of sound, and it was chillingly quiet.

Can there really be a group of inner ghosts who have been lying in ambush beside Bu Chonghua for several years without being discovered

Such a vicious plan, fatal framing, precise arrangement, and impeccable practical operation, is it really something that can be done by manpower

or-

It is true that no one can do it, and this almost impossible net of heaven and earth really does not exist at all.

So, it's true that those involved in drug trafficking are...

Jiang Ting pressed the window sill tightly with one hand. The explosion had a certain impact on his hearing back then. When the nerves were tense, the depths of the eardrum seemed to be buzzing. He took a deep breath before pressing it down: "Do you recognize Bu Chonghua?"

"I don't know," Yan Yan said sternly, "but I know what he said in the interrogation room."

"what did he say?"

"—'I thought this mask could be worn for a lifetime. Who would have guessed that it would be revealed in such a short period of more than ten years. It seems that the fake thing will not last for a long time'."

Jiang Ting closed his eyes, the glass blurred his silent mouth, as if he was scolding.

"Wu Yu hasn't recovered yet, this news can't be directly stabbed to him, think of a way to say it slowly." Yan Yan's voice on the other side of the phone was also very depressed, as if trying to suppress the anxiety that was about to erupt: "Song Ping may also be I am implicated, but I don't know the next move yet. At present, the top only issued instructions to transfer Bu Chonghua from the Changyi District Detention Center and out of Jinhai. The ministry will lead the investigation of his suspected drug trafficking and killing Peng Wan. This afternoon Set off."

Jiang Ting finally opened his eyes and whispered, "Got it."

He cut off the phone, turned around, and froze there the next second.

—Wu Yu stood behind him at some point, just a few meters away from the door of the ward. In the cloudy sky, only the face was as pale as paper, but his eyes were eerily bright.

It was as if everything around him had lost sound, and the silence engulfed his head like a terrifying noise. Only the two of them stood facing each other by the window. After an unknown amount of time, Wu Yu finally spoke slowly and laboriously, word by word:

"... I don't believe that Peng Wan was killed by Bu Chonghua. I don't believe that he would sell drugs and kill people."

Jiang Ting said with difficulty: "I know, but..."

Wu Yu stared at him and said hoarsely, "What time does the escort car leave in the afternoon?"

·

Changyi District Detention Center.

The crisp sound of iron fetters and keys colliding in the distance followed the footsteps through the corridor, getting closer and farther, and gradually disappeared. The coolness of late autumn is already everywhere, and the bleak light is divided into several pieces by the iron window, reflecting the fine dust in the air, suspended in the void like a blurred light spot.

In the distance, there were a few small black dots under the gray sky, which were birds that broke through the clouds, and soon disappeared behind a small iron window frame, and could no longer be seen.

It turns out that this is what it is like to be in a shift room, Bu Chonghua thought quietly while sitting beside the hard bed.

At this time, the crisp sound rang again, and several footsteps stopped in front of the cell in a disorderly manner. Then the iron door was opened, and a familiar voice trembled and said: "... Infantry!"

Bu Chonghua turned his head, and two prison guards took Yang Chengdong, who was in charge of escort, into the cell. Several people looked very complicated, and the one next to him was Liao Gang!

"How much did you pay to bribe Yang Chengdong to come here?" Bu Chonghua narrowed his eyes.

Yang Chengdong sneered and didn't say a word, Liao Gang rushed forward but was tightly held by the prison guards: "Bou team, tell me, they wronged you, right? You didn't kill Peng Wan, right? The matter of selling blue and gold online has nothing to do with you, is that someone framed it?! As long as you send a sentence, no matter what happens, the brothers can help you to investigate, and you can be innocent! A little dirty water was thrown!…”

Bu Chonghua said, "No one has wronged me. What Lin Fang said is true."

"you-"

"Internet investigators are still very good these days. If it wasn't for Lin Fang, Lao Cao and the others wouldn't know how long it would take to investigate." Bu Chonghua smiled: "The municipal party committee should really thank him."

Liao Gang stood there motionless, as if the last bit of his strength had been drained, and after a while he uttered a few words: "...I don't believe it."

Bu Chonghua shook his head sarcastically and helplessly, got up, walked in front of him, and patted his shoulder.

"Remember when I was on a business trip for the Qingming Festival one year and asked you to help me sweep the graves at the Martyrs' Cemetery, Liao Gang?"

"… "

"I lied to you." Bu Chonghua said, "I could have rushed back to Jinhai in time, but I deliberately delayed for a few days because I didn't want to go to the grave."

Liao Gang's lips trembled, and it took a long time to ask, "Why?"

"Because I actually hate seeing the leaders of the bureau take the lead in bowing, paying homage, and laying flowers at the Martyrs' Cemetery every year on Qingming Festival. Occasionally, I have to cooperate with the camera when I encounter media interviews, saying that I inherit the legacy of my parents and leave my small family for everyone. Their spirit will always support and encourage me to grow up. Do you know what I'm thinking when I say this? I'm thinking that this nonsense is also believed by some people. When will I be able to get rid of this layer of disguise on my body and this kind of bullshit around me? Bunch of idiots?"

In the dim light, one could see that Liao Gang's face was pale and his eyes were straight.

"It's finally possible now, but it's really not very lucky to expose in this way. I once thought that this kind of life of both sides would last for at least a few years."

"… you do not… "

Bu Chonghua didn't seem to hear Liao Gang's difficult murmur, leaned slightly into his ear, and smiled: "But it's still very easy. Because finally, I don't have to face a bunch of idiots every day."

Bang! With a loud bang, Yang Chengdong suddenly turned around and grabbed Bu Chonghua's collar, knocking him over and hitting the wall with one punch!

"Deputy Yang, stop!"

"Don't get excited and stop!"

"Liao Vice, don't! Pull him away! Pull him away!"

One prison guard pulled Yang Chengdong, and the other pulled Liao Gang, who rushed up to beat Yang Chengdong, shouts resounded through the rows of prison cells, and someone hurriedly rushed over from a distance: "What's the matter?" "It's time to execute the escort! "

Yang Chengdong was gasping for breath, only to see Bu Chonghua stand up, wipe the corner of his mouth with blood on the back of his hand, raise his eyes and smile at him: "You are really like a giant baby who can do nothing but cry."

Yang Chengdong stared at the unfamiliar face, all the roars were blocked in his throat - until this moment, he finally saw a chilling trace of evil and fierceness from the depths of Bu Chonghua's pupils.

"It's time! Don't drag!" "Get on the escort car!"

The sky outside the detention center was hazy and lead-ash, and it was heavy at the end of the highway. A blue and white escort car has been parked outside the gate. The car is equipped with a driver and four armed personnel. Yang Chengdong at the deputy director level is personally responsible for the entire escort.

Liao Gang didn't follow, because he was held by the leader of the detention center, for fear that he could not help but make trouble when he watched Bu Chonghua being escorted into the prison van.

The escort car started slowly, turned its head in the open space in front of the door, and headed north toward the inter-provincial highway. The gray detention center building gradually disappeared at the end of the straight concrete road. Bu Chonghua finally retracted his gaze from the window of the car with the barbed wire fixed, with a calm expression and leaned on the back of the chair.

Except for the sound of the car's engine, the air in the cabin was so dull that it didn't move.

"Is this car full of gas?" Yang Chengdong asked in a low voice.

The driver was a little cramped: "Report to Deputy Yang, it's full."

Yang Chengdong nodded, his body swayed slightly as the vehicle drove, his gloomy eyes stared straight ahead, his teeth clenched by his cheeks and two muscles bulged out.

Bu Chonghua looked at him and seemed to find it interesting, and suddenly asked, "I've always been curious about something, Yang Chengdong."

Yang Chengdong didn't even look away.

"Do you hate me so much, is it because of those little things about Chen Guzi's rotten sesame seeds, or when Meng Zhao's husband lost contact with her when she went out of town, you applied for a report to transfer Meng Zhao to Wuqiao Branch, and I didn't immediately agree?"

Several glances were cast overtly and secretly at the same time, and Yang Chengdong's face turned dark: "What nonsense are you talking about..."

"I didn't mean it." Bu Chonghua said leisurely: "I just wanted Meng Zhao to stay in the Nancheng Detachment for half a year to calm down and give our own team a chance. I didn't expect her to love her for three months. Then came back."

Yang Chengdong clenched his hands into fists in his trouser pockets, his shoulders tensed and trembled slightly. For a while, the other escorts even worried that he would suddenly jump up in a rage and fight with Bu Chonghua, but no one thought that he could control it after a while, his blushing face faded a little, and he gritted his teeth and said coldly. : "If I were you, don't you feel ashamed to mention the names of your team members now? Why do you think no one is waiting outside the detention center to see you off today?"

"Oh," Bu Chonghua said, "of course it's because I said hello to Xu Ju beforehand, and they all thought I was leaving tomorrow."

The escort vehicle drove down the viaduct smoothly, and the suburban residential buildings on both sides quickly retreated. Yang Chengdong sneered heavily in his nose, which sounded a bit gnashing of teeth: "I was worried that you wouldn't open your mouth after you arrived in Beijing, but now it seems that you are overthinking it. Since you talk so much, when you are being interrogated, you should be more straightforward. Murderers and drug dealers dare to act, don't polish the last image of your brother in the team's heart, okay?"

But Bu Chonghua didn't answer and asked: "Guess why I talk so much now?"

As the tunnel in front was getting closer, Yang Chengdong glanced at him.

Bu Chonghua smiled and said: "When the nerves are extremely nervous, some people will use more words to cover up their emotions, and some people will not say a word, and I belong to..."

He paused.

At this moment, there was a sound of tire burst, and the front of the escort truck suddenly tilted!

Inertia threw several escorts to the right at the same time: "What's going on?!" "Driver be careful!" "Steady!"

The driver grasped the steering wheel with both hands, and twisted the front of the car, which was tilted toward the green belt, in a flash of lightning.

"Be careful!" Yang Chengdong pressed the policeman's head next to him and shouted sharply, "There are snipers!!"

- It's too late to be careful.

The escort vehicle slipped out of control, and the scenery outside the side window of the vehicle spun rapidly, and then slapped it towards the highway guardrail, and the whole vehicle shook violently!

The windshield was torn apart, everyone was knocked down by gravity, and Yang Chengdong slammed into the iron net. Blindfolded his eyes as if blood had opened, he heard the wire door rattle, and his scalp exploded—

The cage was opened!

He touched the gun in a conditioned reflex, but the next moment he was picked up by Bu Chonghua by the front of his shirt, and smiled: "Of course I don't belong to the first category."

Yang Chengdong's pupils clenched, and in an instant he saw several motorcycles rush out from the depths of the tunnel outside the shattered windshield, rushing towards their escort vehicles like arrows; and Bu Chonghua had a gun in his hand at some point. The black muzzle was pointed at his throat!

Bu Chonghua looked at him regretfully: "Goodbye, Yang Chengdong."