Swallowing the Seas

Chapter 115

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The next day, Jinhai City Public Security Bureau.

"A three-year-old kid, kidnapped before dinner on Friday, committed on Saturday, was supposed to be in captivity on Sunday, was nearly executed by kidnappers on Monday night, and was locked in a back room early Tuesday. After 72 hours, no I drank water and didn’t eat, but at the last moment I was still crying, crying loudly.” Wu Yu strode across the corridor, the hem of the police uniform on his shoulders lifted with the footsteps, and the glass of the offices on both sides reflected his gloomy expression. Face: "There is obviously something wrong in this. The dispute between Bu Chonghua and Peng Wan should be because he noticed this, but Peng Wan tried so hard not to let him get close to the child, so that there were scuffles left between the nails and the teeth. down the DNA."

Jiang Ting put his hands in the pockets of his coat beside him, and his steps were also very fast. Liao Gang followed closely behind him: "Could it be that Peng Wan has water and food hidden on his body, so he dare not let you find out for fear of being robbed?"

Jiang Ting said: "This possibility cannot be ruled out, but if this is the case, Tao Ze's death would be too quick."

Liao Gang: "Huh?"

Jiang Ting explained: "There is a process for people to die from hunger, thirst and dehydration. The heart rate increases, the body temperature rises, the organs are damaged, acute kidney or liver failure, blood pressure drops and hallucinations occur. A little boy crying loudly in just a short time It's very unlikely that this sequence of events will be completed within a few hours, so he shouldn't be so debilitated when the police arrive."

Liao Gang had an epiphany: "So..."

"So we need to see his death report." Wu Yu stood in front of the office at the end of the corridor, turned his head and gestured to Liao Gang: "Deputy Liao help me go to the physical evidence office to get the analysis of the murder weapon. If you bring it out, try to take a picture with your mobile phone and send it to me, go downstairs and wait for a while after you are done, and Professor Jiang and I will be fine soon."

"Hey! Yes!" Liao Gang immediately turned around and hurried away without saying a word.

Wu Yu knocked on the door, then pushed open the door and entered. An old police officer in the room took off his glasses and stood up: "You are..."

"Geng Chu." Wu Yu stepped forward and shook his hand, "I'm Wu Yu from the Nancheng Detachment. We met in the case of the murder of Gao Ling in the 502 flood discharge cave. Do you still remember me?"

The old police officer is Director Geng of the Municipal Bureau of Forensic Medicine. When Bu Chonghua was there, he sent people to deliver cigarettes and fruits to the forensic medicine institute every three or five times. Then, when something happened, he would invite this great god to be the forensic medicine town of Xiaogui. The relationship between the two sides It can be described as very harmonious.

But now when it comes to Bu Chonghua, Director Geng's expression is also a bit complicated. He nodded and sighed helplessly: "Remember, remember, it is now the Wu Detachment! This is Professor Jiang from Jianning Police Station, right?"

Jiang Ting smiled and reached into his arms as he was about to take out a cigarette. Who knew that Wu Yu was one step faster than him and took out a box of cigarettes and stuffed it into Director Geng's hand. It turned out to be Fuchun Mountain Residence!

The box of cigarettes in Fuchun Mountain Residence was a little wrinkled, and I didn't know that it was hidden by Wu Yu and was reluctant to smoke, so I took it out and smelled it for a long time. Director Geng is an old smoker just like him, his hand in pushing was soft in an instant, and he was defeated after only two or three back and forth, and put away his cigarette with kindness: "I have already read the application you sent yesterday. After that, I want to check the autopsy report of the victim Peng Wan and her son Tao Ze, right? Peng Wan's I am ready, but that child... "

Wu Yu's eyebrows tightened slightly: "Is it not allowed to leak?"

"No, no." Director Geng wondered, "There is no autopsy."

Wu Yu and Jiang Ting looked at each other, both of them were a little surprised.

"Because the cause of death basically ruled out homicide, according to Song Bureau's intention, the family insisted not to do an autopsy, so we couldn't force the child to be autopsied - you know that we Chinese are quite conservative in this regard. I received you last night. After the application, I looked at the file again, and it was written that the body of the child was returned to the family 18 days ago, and based on this time, it is estimated that it has been cremated by now."

- Cremation.

Dust to dust, dust to dust, Tao Ze's death was covered by a bed of brocade, no matter how suspicious it was.

What can we do now

The expressions of the two of them were very ugly. Wu Yu pondered for a moment and asked, "Are there any follow-up investigations about the crash between the infantry detachment and me on the highway, the medical documents, and other case files on the day of the rescue?"

Director Geng is even more difficult: "Yes, yes, but this case has been assigned to the city bureau task force. It stands to reason..."

Wu Yu stared at the old expert without any hesitation, his eyes were calm and powerful, like a heavy weight. Director Geng touched the unwarmed box of cigarettes in his pocket. He hesitated for a while and finally gave in. He opened the safe filing cabinet and took out a thick file, which he put on the table with a snap.

"Okay," he sighed, "but the two of you can only read on the spot at the city bureau, and all materials cannot be taken out of the door of the task force, understand?"

·

"...Come here, here comes the doorbreaker!" "Be careful! Everyone backs up! Three two one—"

Bang!

The dark screen shook violently for a while, and in the camera, only the flashlight could be seen swiping around, and then someone screamed: "I'm really there!" "It's the Bu detachment!"

Wu Yu put down the file, "What are you looking at?"

There were only the two of them in the office, and Director Geng had already been called out. Jiang Ting sat in front of the computer and pressed the pause button, rubbing his temples: "It's a video of the police breaking the door and entering the secret room when they rescued you. At that time, there were people from the Port Area Public Security Bureau, the police station, the patrol police team, and the search and rescue police dog team at the scene. , one of the police station policemen has a law enforcement recorder on his shoulder, which happened to record what happened at that time."

Wu Yu stepped forward and stood behind Jiang Ting's chair, leaned over and pressed the mouse to play, the screen on the monitor trembled again:

"Report to the city bureau report to the city bureau, we have found the two hostages of the detachment and the police officer Wu, 120 is on the way..." "Where is the distribution box?" "This ghost place is locked Is it?" "What's in it, be careful!" "Fuck! Drain the drains, some children are dying!" "Where is it?" "Come and come!"...

A 16-minute and 50-second video quickly came to an end, Wu Yu's eyes narrowed slightly behind the lens, and he pressed the replay button again.

"Be careful! Everyone stand back! Three two one—" Bang!

"Fuck! Drain the drains, some children are going to die!"

"Have you found anything?" Jiang Ting looked up and asked.

Wu Yu stood up from the computer.

After losing weight, he was a little out of phase, his eye sockets were sunken and his brow bones were high, and his double eyelids were unusually deep. The swaying light and shadow on the monitor were reflected on the spectacle lenses, and it was not until the end of the third play that he shook his head.

"It may be that I was over-hearted, and I always felt that there was something strange in the details at the time, but I couldn't find it just by watching the video."

Jiang Ting laughed, took out the cigarette case, poured out two cigarettes, and threw one to Wu Yu: "Then you are better than me. I can only know intellectually that there is something wrong, but I can't actually notice it at all."

The two of them lit a cigarette, Wu Yu slowly let out a breath of white mist, and laughed at himself: "I'm not as good as you when it comes to solving cases, and you're not as good as me when it comes to crimes. If there is any detail that I can feel wrong but you can't, then it should be I smelled the breath of the same kind in the dark depths."

Jiang Ting said lightly, "Don't talk about yourself like that."

Wu Yu didn't say anything, the surroundings became quiet for a while, Jiang Ting looked up and changed the subject: "Did you find anything worth noting when you looked at the case file just now?"

"Yes," Wu Yu said unexpectedly.

He turned around and picked up the case file that was interrupted by the video just now, and threw it to Jiang Ting, pointing to the page that was being opened: "The 2005 drug trafficking case in Daxing County, Laizhou City, Yunnan Province, was a major case in China. It was the first time I found a case of the darknet participating in the organization of drug trafficking. The website was called the Ancient Tea Horse Road. Based on various signs at that time, I speculated that the founder of the Ancient Tea Horse Road should have operated this website in China.”

Jiang Ting's hand turning the page suddenly paused: "—You deduced that?"

"Yes." Wu Yu said solemnly, "It's me."

His back was leaning against the edge of the desk, two buttons were opened at the collar of his shirt, one hand was in his trouser pocket, and the other was holding a cigarette. Half of his face was hidden in the shadows in the light blue smoke, his neck was meandering down, and his muscles and bones had a ceramic-like smooth and hard texture.

"Even if the kidnapper who hit our car on the highway was taking people's money to do things for them, it wouldn't be so coincidental that they would run into this group of people after ten years, unless they were the same employer." At this moment, he is not like a diligent criminal policeman in the Nancheng Detachment, but more like a painter who was alone and lurking in the border drug gang, and his voice was soft and firm: "I always have a feeling , Peng Wan is not familiar with the way those people operate, she may have been deceived in some way."

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Jiang Ting's mind, Yingyingchaochuo felt something, and all kinds of clues came to his mind: "Is it possible for the kidnapper to tell her..."

"Wait," Wu Yu raised his hand and stopped him: "Listen."

"?"

Outside the office, people's footsteps came and went, and there was the noise of vehicles coming and going on the road in the distance, vaguely mixed with the store's clearance sale.

Normal people can't hear any abnormal movement at all, not to mention that Jiang Ting's previous craniotomy affected his hearing, and he was weaker in distinguishing subtle sound wave frequencies. He frowned suspiciously, and suddenly Wu Yu pushed the cigarette butt on the table and said, "Liao Gang got into a fight with someone."

Jiang Ting was stunned for a moment, he started fighting

He suddenly got up and left at the same time as Wu Yu. He left the office and turned more than ten meters. After turning the corner, he saw a group of people surrounded the corridor in twos and threes, looking downstairs over the iron railing and whispering: "Why? Why did you quarrel?" "What you said is the truth." "That reaction is too big, you should be guilty of being a thief!"…

"What are you looking at here!" Yang Chengdong's scolding came from a distance, he happened to bring someone to the city bureau to get the documents, and just came out, he ran into this scene: "Why don't you do anything in the daytime and watch it here? Hey, what about you! It's gone, it's gone!—Hey, Xiao Wu?"

Yang Chengdong squeezed over while cursing impatiently. He was about to say a few words of persuasion, but was blocked by Wu Yuyi raising his hand: "Xiao Wu, you..."

Wu Yu narrowed his eyes and looked downstairs, this is the source of the movement he heard just now—

"Just say it! Who is I afraid of?!" A middle-aged man was furious and grabbed Liao Gang by the collar: "Did I make up Bu Chonghua's murder, drug trafficking, corruption and bribery? Did I make up the absconding with a gun during the escort? Yes?! Your Nancheng Detachment is the fattest in Jinhai, did I make it up?!"

"The surnamed Zhao, let me tell you, there is no conclusion about the case of the infantry detachment, and he has not been convicted of murder!" Liao Gang was not good at words, and his eyes were red with anger while holding the collar of the middle-aged man: "You are slandering! No evidence! You—"

"Liao Vice, let go, let go!" "You two don't have to say a few words!" "Hey, Liao Vice, you have something to say and you have something to say..."

"No conviction? Not convicted, is it true that the entire Nancheng Detachment was tried for half a month?" The surnamed Zhao shoved Liao Gang away: "As long as you still have the face to apply for this year's special financial subsidy, step by step. Don't you have any idea of how much money Hua has embezzled?! You guys are so embarrassed!!"

"-you!"

Yang Chengdong lost his voice: "Wu Yu!"

Wu Yu's expression remained unmoved. He grabbed the police uniform jacket on his shoulders with his right hand and pulled it off with a backhand. While the jacket was flying, he slapped the iron railing with his left hand.

"What is that?" "Who is that?"

There was exclamation in the corridor, and everyone crowded to the railing to look down, but only to see that Wu Yu had already landed and got up. When Liao Gang heard the sound, he turned his head, and it was like a rescued star:

"Wu Detachment!"

"..." Someone in the crowd involuntarily looked up at the corridor on the second floor, and said softly, "Did he jump down?..."

Wu Yu put his coat lightly on his left arm with his right hand, and asked with a slight smile, "What are you discussing here?"

Downstairs, those who persuaded the fight, the onlookers, and those watching the fun all moved out of the way, and the surnamed Zhao became timid: "What I said was the truth, and the truth is still not told?"

Liao Gang interrupted angrily: "Facts? You need to hide behind the car and tell people secretly? You need to be afraid of being caught by me? You clearly—"

Wu Yu made a gesture to stop Liao Gang, "You are Director Zhao of Dongcheng Branch, aren't you?"

The surnamed Zhao's nose is not his nose, his eyes are not his eyes, and he looks at him a few times: "You are..."

"I'm Wu Yu, captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of Nancheng Branch. We met back then, but you may have forgotten."

Not only Zhao, but even Liao Gang was taken aback.

"In 2008, during the encirclement and suppression of drug production dens in Zhao's jurisdiction, a super-large cross-border drug production suspect escaped. This person fled all the way from North China to Yunnan and Yunnan, passing through six provinces along the way. The investigation and notification found nothing; in the end, the suspect tried to cross the border at a ferry crossing on the border between China and Myanmar, and I was pushed from the boat into the dark river at 3:00 in the morning. There were stolen money and goods, and 2.76 kilograms of drugs were hidden in his body. When I brought people to the border detention center to perform escort tasks, I sat in the detention center's duty hall."

Zhao's face has completely changed.

That's right, he really hasn't forgotten—

"... Deputy Zhao, hey Deputy Zhao!" "What's wrong?" "Who do you think he is? He sat there when we came early in the morning. How many hours has he been flipping through a newspaper?"

Deputy Director Zhao followed the dodging gaze of his subordinates, and saw a silhouette sitting in the corner of the detention center's hall, his entire face was covered by the newspaper, only the dark and thick short hair on the top of his head was exposed. Because of the backlight, I can't see the exact body shape, I just feel that the person is very young, very thin but quite lean, with a white short-sleeved T-shirt and black jeans, his right ankle is crossed on his left knee, and he is walking on a pair of dusty and worn black High-top lace-up boots.

He was reading an old newspaper in Burmese. On his right wrist was a string of gray and white Buddha beads pierced with red tassels. It looked like a bone. Something sharply ground in the shape of a human tooth.

The Buddha beads looked very evil. Deputy Director Zhao carefully retracted his gaze and whispered: "It may be a Burmese who came across the river to visit the prison. Don't provoke it casually, the local people are very wild."

"It's only been a few years, and Zhao has been promoted, and he's not so cautious about his words." Wu Yu said with a smile, "It may be that the prisoners have not escaped and lost in your jurisdiction in the past few years, and gradually they will not have a long memory. the reason."

Surrounded by different expressions, the surnamed Zhao's face was blue and white, and after a while he said: "You, what did you talk about in 2008, I don't even remember! I just said that Bu Chonghua didn't say anything. Someone else!…”

"The Nancheng Detachment is integrated from top to bottom. You are talking about the Detachment, which means that you are talking about me." Wu Yu glanced to the left and right with a sympathetic look, and the few people who had been watching the lively looked a little embarrassed at the moment, "Don't stand in the office for unfounded things. Come here when you open your mouth in the compound, otherwise it would be bad to recruit a team of inspectors, isn't it?"

Zhao Suogu swallowed his saliva and became completely stunned—isn't it bad? The surnamed Wu is not usually tough, and he is definitely not the one who suffers after recruiting the inspection team!

Wu Yu said no more, nodded politely, and turned around to signal Liao Gang to go with him.

"… "

Under the watchful eyes of the public, the surnamed Zhao couldn't hold back his face. Although he didn't dare to talk any more, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Wu Yu's back, and scolded him almost silently.

-Actually, these two sentences were so small that no one but himself could hear them clearly, but at this moment, Wu Yu suddenly turned around like eyes with eyes in the back of his head. Zhi Shi pushed him a few steps and threw him heavily against the wall!

thump!

Zhao Suo only felt a sharp pain in his back, and his eyes were filled with gold stars. Before he could regain his senses, his throat tightened. Wu Yuman was holding him by the front of his clothes, and he even lifted him up against the wall!

Everyone just woke up like a dream, and they all screamed: "What's the matter?!" "Wu Detachment calm down!" "Calm down and don't mess around!"

“… help, woo woo…”

Zhao Suo's face was flushed red, and his feet involuntarily left the ground. He firmly grasped Wu Yu's blue veined wrist, but he couldn't make a sound. He saw Wu Yu slightly approached his ear and smiled slightly:

"Our local people are very wild, Zhao Suo, have you forgotten?"

The surnamed Zhao kicked his feet desperately, and the next moment Wu Yu threw his hands to the ground, coughing violently!

"Oh, Lao Zhao, are you okay?" "Pull them away, pull them away!"

Everyone rushed up, but Wu Yu sneered, put his jacket on his left hand and put his right in his trouser pocket, turned and walked away.

There was a crowd of people in the corridor on the second floor, Jiang Ting pressed the railing, and when he was all right, he relaxed his tensed shoulders slightly. Yang Chengdong had already led people down, and stood dumbfounded in front of the city bureau gate, looking over here, with a look of worry, anxiety, and shock mixed with the expression of three views being refreshed.

Liao Gang quickly pushed aside the crowd to catch up with Wu Yu: "Xiao Wu-Wu Detachment..."

"Don't have this kind of verbal argument with people next time, not everyone I happen to have dealt with." Wu Yu kept walking, and said plainly without turning his head: "There are only a few people in this world who care about the truth. The vast majority of the truth is just that part of the truth that the human eye can see.”

Liao Gang was still angry: "I just wanted to clarify things with him at first..."

"Everything has difficulties, it doesn't mean that it can be explained clearly." Wu Yu interrupted him, "Vengeance is usually just a legendary story, the story is that we don't need our police to kneel on the ground and hold a magnifying glass inch by inch to search for clues and clues. evidence."

All of Liao Gang's unwillingness to be annoyed was poured down by a basin of ice water, and he woke up. After a while, he felt a little ashamed. He sighed and changed the subject: "Did you find anything upstairs?"

Wu Yu said, "No, Professor Jiang and I were just watching the bodyguard video on the day of the rescue, and were suddenly interrupted by your shouting."

"Can you hear the movement here in the office on the second floor?" Liao Gang asked in surprise.

"Of course I can, your voice I don't—"

Wu Yu paused, not knowing what to do, his expression suddenly changed.

Liao Gang didn't know why: "What's wrong?"

"...Come here, here comes the doorbreaker!" "Be careful! Everyone backs up! Three two one—" Bang!

"Where is the distribution box?" "Is this ghost place locked?" "What's inside, oh, be careful!"

"Fuck! Drain the drains, some children are dying!" "Where is it?" "Come on, come on!"

The chaotic human voices in the video are stripped of every word and thread. Every tone amplitude and every inch of volume are quickly fixed and disassembled by the brain, and a sonic map composed of countless undulating curves emerges.

Just in the intricate soundtrack, a certain voice line suddenly stood out, like a sharp blade suddenly illuminating the darkness—

"What, what's wrong?" Liao Gang was surprised: "What's the matter, Xiao Wu?"

Wu Yu raised one hand and turned his head slightly, Liao Gang saw his jaw line was tight and cold, and the tip of his eyes showed a long arc because of the tightness: "—that video is really strange, I want to go up. Look again."

"what?"

"I may know what this secret room murder is about."