Jinhai Women's and Children's Hospital.
"Song Bureau!" "Song Bureau, you are here!"
Song Ping nodded to the familiar doctors and nurses, walked through the corridor of the inpatient department late at night, pushed open the door of the single ward at the end, and stopped abruptly in the next moment.
On the hospital bed, Tao Ze's tender hands still had the needles of the infusion bag stuck on the back of his hands, and his small body was sunk in the snow-white quilt. , do you know my mother? Where did she go?…”
"She is still in the hospital next door. Like you, she takes a lot of medicines and needles every day. You can meet when you are all healed."
"OK."
…
Tao Ze was sleepy, closed his eyes and fell into a quiet sleep, the heart rate monitor flashed a regular undulating curve. Wu Yu touched his hair, sat up and turned around, finally meeting Song Ping's speechless stare.
"How did you find this place?" The old director said after a long while.
Wu Yu curled his lips, although there was no smile in his voice:
"Do you hide the news that this child is still alive from the outside world, because you also realize that we are not safe internally, or is it because Wan Changwen's grandson will still be useful in the future?"
"I'm not you-"
"You said, if Bu Chonghua appeared in front of me now, would I beat him or you first?"
Song Ping: "..."
Song Ping looked at Wu Yu's sharp eyes under the bright lights of the ward, his eyelids twitched wildly, and finally wilted.
Ten minutes later, in front of the corridor window outside the ward.
With a light click of the lighter, Wu Yu lit a cigarette against the half-opened window and exhaled a puff of smoke into the night sky.
Song Ping vigorously waved his hand in front of his nose. Before he could see the "No Smoking in the Hospital" hanging on the side, he heard Wu Yu calmly say, "Be patient."
"..." Song Ping asked sincerely: "I said, can you show a little, at least, a little respect to your immediate superior?"
"If my ex-supervisor hadn't turned around and talked to my superintendent every day while I was in a coma for six weeks, while tearing up in front of my hospital bed and acting out a ghost relationship. This is a big drama of killing, defecting, and robbing a prisoner's car, and also performing high-speed racing in front of me." Wu Yu paused and said, "I will still have the last trace of respect for both of you."
"You, how can you say that to Bu Chonghua?" Song Ping insisted on that tone, and slapped the cement window sill with justice: "Although he killed Peng Wan, he actually wanted to keep you alive. And he just When I woke up from a coma, I dragged the sick body to see you for the last time, and finally combed your hair for you..."
"He woke up the next day after the operation, and he started participating in the investigation within a few days. In fact, I was the only one who was in a coma for six weeks in the hospital bed. This point is that Associate Professor Jiang went to Jinhai City No. 1 People this afternoon. The hospital came to the conclusion after analyzing all of Bu Chonghua's medication records. By the way, intimacy without the permission of the other party is called obscenity, and I didn't agree with the Oscar-winning actor surnamed Bu to comb my hair."
Judging from the expression on Song Ping's face when he wanted to get angry but could only bear it, the people who were silently greeting him in his heart probably included Jiang Ting.
"And the reason why he admitted that he killed Peng Wan," Wu Yu said coldly, "because it took you six weeks to find out how Peng Wan died in the secret room. In the end, he could only take the plan and take the initiative to back it up. Take the blame for murder, so you can turn against the tide and become a drug lord, right?"
Song Ping immediately said, "Wait, wait, but you have no evidence at all..."
"I have."
"… What's the meaning?"
"Bu Chonghua didn't kill anyone, because Peng Wan didn't die in the secret room at all." Wu Yu sneered in Song Ping's eager, expectant, and self-concealed eyes, and said, "She died after the secret room was opened. "
Song Ping's movements froze for a moment, and then he poured out his head: "After opening?"
"Associate Professor Jiang and I went to the city bureau to transfer the first video of the rescuers who rushed to the scene and broke in. Because it was very dark at the time, there was almost nothing to be seen in the video, but the sound was recorded very clearly. The police used the broken valve to break in. A total of 296 audios occurred before and after entering the secret room, including dialogues, commands, roars, meaningless exclamations and exclamations, etc. Among these 296 audios, one is the key to solving the case, because the person who said this sentence That's all I said from start to finish."
Wu Yu flicked the ash and smiled at Song Ping:
"—'Drainpipe, a child is dying'."
The two looked at each other, Song Ping was indeed an old criminal policeman for more than 30 years, and he understood everything at that moment: "This sentence was said by the kidnapper!"
Wu Yu said: "Yes. The first batch of 12 search and rescue personnel who arrived at the scene belonged to the four units of the port area public security bureau, the police station in the jurisdiction, the nearby patrol police, and the police dog search and rescue team. I have separated these 12 search and rescue personnel. We have talked to each other, and there is no sound feature that can coincide with the sound feature of the sentence 'A child is dying'; now we only need to send the voice recordings of these 12 people to the technicians for analysis and comparison, and we get The official appraisal report can become irrefutable evidence that Bu Chonghua has completely reversed the case—"
"A thirteenth person was sneaked into the rescue scene, that is, the murderer himself."
Song Ping stared straight at him, his mind blank and unable to speak.
Although Wu Yu said it very simply, Song Ping himself knew that from the chaotic scene, noisy human voices, and 296 audio tracks with overlaps and overlaps, only one crucial clue needs to be repeated. How many times have I observed frame by frame, listened word by word, and how strong and firm the determination to overturn the case for Bu Chonghua.
Since Wu Yu woke up from a coma, everyone has been telling him that Peng Wan was killed by Bu Chonghua, and Bu Chonghua himself said that he killed himself. As long as Wu Yu's rationality and emotion have the slightest bit of trust, or even the slightest bit of lack of determination, it is impossible for him to repeat the boring cycle of the video hundreds or thousands of times. The only key point to solve the case.
"You..." Song Ping's voice was hoarse: "How many times have you listened to that video?"
Wu Yu said, "Three times. What's wrong?"
"..."
Inexplicably, Wu Yu watched Big Boss Song's expression change, and after a long while he heard him say coldly, "It's nothing, you continue to speak."
"?" Wu Yu thought that Song Ping's inner activities seemed to be quite rich, but he didn't pay much attention to him.
"When I and Bu Chonghua were in the secret room, we searched all the corners and couldn't find the existence of surveillance cameras, so we discussed two possibilities: First, the pinhole camera may be installed on top of our heads and cannot be touched. In the corner, the kidnapper used it to monitor whether we completed the killing game; secondly, the kidnapper did not need to monitor at all, because no matter whether we started killing according to the instructions of the note, he would personally complete the ending of the game, which is Putting one of us to death for the ultimate goal of framing."
"Judging from the subsequent development of the matter, the kidnappers may have adopted the second approach. He first turned on Bu Chonghua's mobile phone, waited for the first batch of police to arrive at the scene, and then mixed with rescuers from different units who were not familiar with each other. In the middle, I rushed into the secret room for the first time; when the patrol police found me and Bu Chonghua collapsed at the gate, no one would have thought that the missing Peng Wan's mother and son were also here. Peng Wan in the corner of the secret room." Here Wu Yu changed his words: "In addition, this can also explain why the murderer used a knife instead of the stones that can be seen everywhere in the warehouse, because the time of the murder is very urgent, and he cannot be tolerated. At the risk of not smashing Peng Wan to death with a single stone, but instead being attracted by her screams for breaking free."
"Peng Wan was fatally stabbed, and the process of death was very fast, but judging from the length of the video, the murderer was forced to hide in the dark for nearly ten minutes after she was killed, because the rescuers were gathering near the exit and busy checking. About Bu Chonghua and I, calling the ambulance and reporting the location to the city bureau, a dozen people blocked the only door of the secret room with flashlights, and he couldn't get out. But the turning point came soon, just as the murderer was anxious While waiting, a few people noticed that the scene was very dark, so they spontaneously spread out to look for the distribution box, and at the same time searched the depths of the warehouse with a flashlight; when the murderer heard someone say, "Is this ghost place locked?" And when 'what's in there', he realized that someone was coming in his direction, and he shouted something urgently - which is the biggest key point of this case - 'Drainpipe, a child is dying!' ."
Wu Yu shook his head slowly: "I think the wording of this sentence is very provocative and strange, but no one would have noticed it at the time, because everyone's attention was immediately shifted to the very eye-catching red drain pipe in the dark. At the same time, I noticed the dying child. Taking advantage of the chaos of the army for a few minutes, the murderer calmly exited the secret room, and once he reached the wilderness outside the warehouse at night, he could escape."
"And more importantly, at this time, the so-called 'secret room killing' has already formed a mindset in the police's mind, and they will not easily think of overthrowing it."
It took Song Ping a few minutes to follow his words to reconstruct the incident in his mind. After a while, he finally saw him nodding and grabbing the phone: "You will wait." Then he made a phone call and walked into the distance like the wind: "Hey, Secretary Weng? That's it, there is hope for Peng Wan's case. We are going to immediately compare the speeches of the following 12 policemen with a sentence in the video..."
Wu Yu lowered his eyes and finally took a puff of cigarettes out the window, only to see Song Ping hanging up the phone and returning excitedly, his face glowing, the face that was tired and aging for days seemed to be five years younger: "I got the identification evidence. Then we're going to—"
"So this Secretary Weng is also one of the screenwriters of your anti-water drama?"
Song Ping stopped abruptly, his eyes wandered, and after a while he said dryly, "Ah."
Wu Yu slowly and heavily crushed the cigarette butt on the windowsill. His movements were very slow, and the cigarette butt was smashed to pieces. That was obviously a normal action, but for some reason, Song Pingping's spine suddenly twitched twice.
Boss Song has been a police officer for more than 30 years, and it is extremely rare that he can't hold back a small step against the wall. At this time, Wu Yu finally turned his head - he thought this young man would ask, "Why are you hiding from me?" Or "Is Bu Chonghua forced", but what he actually asked was: "How long have you been planning?"
"... After the death pool incident." Song Ping touched his nose and looked out the window: "In the beginning, it was proposed by Bu Chonghua himself, and the organization did not agree at all, but then... there is really no more suitable candidate than him."
Wu Yu narrowed his eyes sarcastically: "There is no more suitable candidate than him?"
Song Ping smiled wryly: "Do you think it's easy to pick out such a person from Jinhai? A professional undercover agent requires top-level professional skills, strong psychological qualities, iron-clad loyalty and belief, as well as a record of innocence and no suspicion by drug dealers... But the problem is We do not have the conditions to choose slowly from dozens or hundreds of outstanding students like the special investigation team in Yundian. We can only find an active police officer with sufficient reasons for his betrayal, and Bu Chonghua's strong desire to avenge his parents is the most important. It's enough to win the trust of the shark, otherwise if you just pull a policeman and say that you are mutiny, you will be mutiny, and other drug lords won't believe it!"
"So those drug records, offshore accounts and bitcoins were all arranged by you?"
"Not all of them, more resources from the ministry were seconded." Song Ping swallowed: "There are also those blue-gold retailers that Bu Chonghua connected to the Mariana Trench, actually..."
No wonder Chabu Chonghua's criminal evidence for so many years is so easy, he simply buried the mines and dug them himself, going through the motions from beginning to end!
"After Bu Chonghua killed Ma Yin, he submitted a report to me, which detailed the preparations he was going to make for his 'betrayal'. For example, his attitude towards the supervision of the Commission for Discipline Inspection was very contradictory. He did not handle the case at work, and wrote 3,000 words on the review report of the municipal party committee. , and even declared that he did not want to be this policeman for a long time, and his attitude was extremely arrogant and domineering... The huge change in Bu Chonghua's character, speech, and behavior style has been widely reported in most of the Jinhai public security system. So when he admitted that he killed himself When I met Peng Wan, in fact, many people were not too suspicious, and even thought that such a day would come sooner or later."
"You don't need to continue to praise the Oscar winner." Wu Yu said coldly, "I'm not very willing to listen."
"...Uh." Song Ping was a little embarrassed, "Actually, we wanted to lay the groundwork for a while, and wait until the time was ripe to start acting... We started acting, but because the two of you were hit and kidnapped by a car on the way to the port area, Then another secret room murder happened, which suddenly accelerated the process of the whole plan. The task force searched the entire secret room and could not prove that the two of you did not kill Peng Wan. Even later, we ourselves began to suspect the two of you. Chonghua can only say that before you fully wake up, he first recognizes the blame for killing Peng Wan, so that we can arrange the next scene of the prison escape and mutiny."
Wu Yu didn't say a word, Song Ping glanced at his expression, and then hesitantly and implicitly coughed:
"Actually, he didn't mean to hide you, he was just worried that when you were fully awake, he would do something drastic in order to prove his innocence, even at the expense of confessing his guilt in exchange for his freedom, so..."
Wu Yu said lightly: "I know, has my IQ in your hearts exceeded 80?"
"No, you really misunderstood this." Song Ping immediately turned serious: "Before leaving, Bu Chonghua said that if someone in Jinhai can break the case of murder in a secret room, that person must be you, and only you can prove him. Clear."
Wu Yu asked mockingly, "Are the original words so sensational?"
Song Ping: "..."
- "If I plead guilty, Wu Yu doesn't have to follow the principle of avoidance and can participate in the investigation. He has been the most dangerous undercover agent for twelve years, and his professional quality is not comparable to that of the investigators in the rear. He has an intuition for many details between life and death. They are also beyond ordinary people, if there is hope for the case of Peng Wan's murder to be solved, the key clues will likely fall on him."
The monitoring equipment in the ward beeped, Bu Chonghua leaned on the bed and shook his head, Song Ping touched his chin suspiciously: "Are you really sure that the surname Wu can prove your innocence?"
Bu Chonghua was silent for a long time, and sighed: "Not necessarily. But there is no other way now. This case is almost dead. Let's let the dead horse be a living horse doctor."
…
"Yes." Song Ping said firmly: "These are his original words!"
Wu Yu was dubious, and his expression loosened slightly.
"However, the plan to rob the prisoner car went wrong later." Song Ping glanced at Wu Yu, and calmly changed the subject: "We originally planned to let Bu Chonghua contact Shark to escape from the Jinhai local prison, but we didn't. Thinking that Lin Fang actually found out the connection between Bu Chonghua and those drug retailers, he even came to report in court. Although we originally wanted to take the opportunity to slowly 'find out' Bu Chonghua's drug-related evidence, but That kid surnamed Lin really caught us off guard, so in the end, we had to let Bu Chonghua urgently contact the shark, robbed the escort car halfway, and accidentally left you a chance to race for hundreds of kilometers to chase people."
"—Do you still think that I am the most perfect person you have ever met?"
"Stop! Otherwise my next shot won't be a taxi!"
"Just think that your Bu Chonghua has already died in the secret room."
…
There was no wave on Wu Yu's face. He narrowed his eyes slightly, holding the extinguished cigarette butt in his palm with one hand, his slender fingers trembling imperceptibly, and the force was so strong that even the cigarette butt was torn apart.
"Bu Chonghua is still in North China, and has already met with Shark in secret once, and gained initial trust. According to the information he sent back, Shark will continue to send people to contact him in the next month, and want to buy from him at a high price. A batch of new fentanyl compounds." Song Ping patted Wu Yu on the shoulder and said solemnly: "We will do our best to use this opportunity to get closer to the sharks, and even catch the drug lords in one go. At that time, Bu Chonghua's grievances will be washed away. Qing, if he has made meritorious deeds, it is time for him to return safely and honorably."
Wu Yu's eyes, nose wings, and half of his cheeks were all hidden in the shadows, his skin was pale and cold, and there was an indescribable chill. After a long while, Song Ping saw him laugh coldly, but he didn't even mention the corners of his naturally downward lips: "Yes, everyone who has returned safely thinks that the people behind can easily cross that river. ."
Song Ping was taken aback.
However, Wu Yu did not explain, and did not give him time to react: "Who else knows about Bu Chonghua except your old leaders?"
"This," Song Ping looked away: "There is no one else in this matter..."
"Then who is his contact person?"
The surroundings fell into complete silence. Boss Song stared at the ground under his feet, and didn't say a word for a while, as if he suddenly had a strong interest in the floor tiles of the corridor outside the ward.
Wu Yu retracted his gaze, took out his mobile phone and made a call. After connecting, he said concisely:
"Hey, Jiang Ting? Do you think Yan Yan is still awake? You might want to have a good chat with him."