At 10:30 p.m., a nightclub in a county town in North China.
All kinds of human bodies are entangled in the explosive electronic music, and the smell of inferior cigarettes and water-infused alcohol are mixed together. Bu Chonghua, with a cigarette in one hand and a black plastic bag in the other, strode through the men and women on the dance floor, and walked straight to the corner of a booth facing away from the surveillance camera, only to see a T in the dark The tall man with long legs in a cowboy shirt was busy embracing from side to side, and the two heavily made-up escort girls sat beside him and on his lap, giggling uncontrollably: "Brother, don't lie to us! !" "Are you really coming to help us open two bottles of gold recipes tomorrow?"
Bang!
The girls were startled, and when they turned around, they saw that Bu Chonghua slammed the black plastic bag on the table, and several stacks of pink banknotes leaked out from the bulging bag!
"Take it." Bu Chonghua casually threw two stacks to the two girls, and instructed succinctly, "Leave."
The man smiled and patted the girl's bare back: "Yo, the business man is here, I can't accompany you two anymore, let's go." He took out a packet of blue powder from his trouser pocket, and did not shy away from her. The two threw them directly in front of Bu Chonghua.
When the two women who accompanied the wine saw the bag full of money, their eyes were already straight, and they didn't care whether it was gold or not. They quickly grabbed a stack of money and ran away with a smile.
There was a bustling crowd of men and women, and no one noticed the movement here. Bu Chonghua put away the bag of blue gold, glanced around, and finally turned around to raise his eyebrows at the man, and asked meaningfully, "Professor Jiang can't hold a knife, can he, Yan Yan?"
The man opposite the man who was wiping the lipstick marks on his neck with a napkin made a move, then raised his face faintly, revealing two obvious dark circles, and pressed his back tightly with one hand behind his back: "Don't mention him to me."
"...What's wrong with your waist?"
"nothing."
Bu Chonghua looked up and down Yan Yan with a completely new, astonished look, as if he had met him for the first time. Five seconds later, Yan Yan slapped the napkin on the table in annoyance: "Put away your mind full of anger. Filthy and depraved thoughts! Your brother and I slept in the back seat of the car for two nights, and I accidentally slid my waist!"
"Why do you sleep in the back seat of the car?"
"Cool!!"
"..." Bu Chonghua gathered up the placket of his leather jacket, nodded and said, "That's right, it's true that it will be summer in just half a year."
This stupid younger brother doesn't know how to live or die, but reality will definitely teach him to be a man. Yan Yan snorted coldly with her nostrils facing the sky, said nothing, and raised her chin towards the purse: "Where did you get it?"
Bu Chonghua said, "I earn by selling fans."
"Are you fucking selling it?"
"Can't you really deceive that big fish?"
Yan Yan was stunned and gave him a thumbs up. Bu Chonghua taunted the corner of his mouth, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "—I have shipped three batches of goods now, and the first batch of blue and gold was sent directly to the shark. , the second and third batches are all white, and they were given to a Zhejiang 'Laohua' and a Hubei 'Boss Ji', but in fact those two were sent by Sharks to test me. Give them fakes, the sharks have found out that this drama is not right, do you think you can still see me alive?"
Yan Yan scolded silently, judging from the shape of his mouth, it should be: "I fuck..."
"The shark is much more cunning than the police imagined. Every bag of goods that he has passed from my hands will be inspected. Sometimes I think he doesn't believe that I am a real traitor." Bu Chonghua leaned back. On the back of the sofa, he let out a long sigh and said hoarsely, "I only knew that it was difficult for Wu Yu to come back alive, but now I know how difficult it is. Every night I dream of being caught by drug dealers after being exposed. Let alone 12 years of skinning, even 12 months can’t imagine anyone can survive it.”
Yan Xun didn't know what to say, he sighed heavily for a long time, poured him a glass of wine and pushed him over: "What are you going to do next?"
"I can't continue to waste time with the disguised house-demolition of Shark's subordinates, otherwise the goods will run out soon, and I have to fish him out as soon as possible." Bu Chonghua took a sip of the pure green square and said in a deep voice: "I have already released the news that there is a large amount of blue gold to be shipped. Shark is willing to buy it at a high price, but he is still waiting for him to determine the details. Once the time and place are finally determined, the Dragon Slaying Plan can officially implement the encirclement and suppression..."
"No, wait," Yan Yan interrupted him in surprise: "You have so much blue gold in your hand?!"
"No."
Yan Yan was immediately furious: "Nonsense!"
"This is the only way. I've determined that except for a large amount of blue and gold, sharks don't respond to other bait at all!" Bu Chonghua narrowed his eyes, and the lanterns spinning over the dance floor reflected in his pupils, flickering coldly. Gloomy light: "I've thought about this many times. As long as the siege is perfect enough, we can catch all the sharks and those men in one net before unpacking and inspecting the goods. Otherwise, how can we get tigers if we don't enter the tiger's den? There is no such thing in this world. Absolutely safe action, once you choose this path you must take the risk of failure!"
"You're crazy! What if the siege wasn't perfect?! What if the arrest is a few minutes late?!"
"Then pray that the God of War is on our side at that moment." Bu Chonghua said coldly, "From the very beginning, we should have thought that fishing for sharks from the trenches would be impossible without enough fresh flesh!"
Yan Yan rubbed her face hard and murmured a few words, but she couldn't hear it clearly in the deafening explosive dance music.
The two brothers didn't speak any more. After a while, Chonghua picked up the bottle of green square, poured a small half glass of wine and handed it to Yan Xun, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry too much, brother. Feel free to tell Song about this plan. If it is not possible to cooperate with the effective encirclement and suppression, they will definitely not agree with me to take risks, right?"
Yan Yan leaned in the booth and glanced at his cousin, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "There are many experts in this world, but there are not many who really treat you as a blood relative rather than a prepared martyr!"
"… "
Bu Chonghua looked at his cousin's angered face and couldn't help but opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something.
- Of course he knew why Yan Yan had to travel thousands of miles into the murky waters of Jinhai, and why he had to be the contact person for this top-secret operation regardless of the cost and safety.
"Come and dance, handsome!"
"Hahaha handsome guy won't you invite us to drink?"
…
A few drunk boys and girls came up with shy faces, Yan Yan skillfully handed out a few banknotes, looked around, got up and said, "I should go back, let's not go back and forth, you wait. Go later."
As if he remembered something again, he took off a watch from his hand and threw it to Bu Chonghua: "—hold it, I brought it specially for you."
The watch rose gold case, dark brown crocodile belt, and perpetual calendar with double rattrapante hands. Although it was well maintained, the four corners of the lantern buckle of the watch strap were broken, as if they had been bumped by a sharp weapon. Bu Chonghua didn't react for a while while holding the watch, and said stunned: "What are you doing? Are you offering sacrifices to me in advance?"
"Fuck you!" Yan Yan scolded, bent over and said something in his ear, Bu Chonghua's eyes changed slightly: "So..."
"So you usually wear it on your body, but don't show it on your body." Yan Yan pulled a little distance, and stared at Bu Chonghua's amber pupils when he was close at hand: "—It's easy to change but the old people's hearts, I also I don't know if it will work or not, you can only use a dead horse as a living horse doctor. You must remember to save it at the last moment and then take it out, understand?"
"..." Bu Chonghua lowered his eyes, his throat rolled up and down for a while, raised his hand and hugged Yan Yan briefly while standing and sitting, and said hoarsely, "Thank you, brother."
Yan Yan nodded, patted his cousin's shoulder hard, walked into the dance floor, and quickly disappeared.
Bu Chonghua sat for a while in the dimly lit corner. Not far away, there were a few little boys in tight pants and makeup looking at him eager to try. Before he had time to start a conversation, Bu Chonghua suddenly raised his head and drank the last bit of leftover wine in his glass, got up and left the ballroom without looking back.
"Hey what a pity!"
"I told you to start early!"
…
The winter solstice is approaching the ninth year, the night is cold, and the dim yellow street lights are shining on the empty county road in the middle of the night. Occasionally one or two cars speed past and gradually disappear, making it look extraordinarily deserted.
Bu Chonghua raised his head and exhaled a white breath, and a strange thought suddenly appeared in his heart: He had never spent winter with Wu Yu before.
Wu Yu should be very afraid of the cold. After all, he has lived in Southeast Asia for so many years, and the end of the year in North China may be the first time he has experienced winter in more than ten years. In such a cold night, he should sit cross-legged on the sofa with the floor heating on, and look at the sea of lights in the city through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor. The TV plays the theme song of the happy ending after the joys and sorrows; on the coffee table there should be a pot full of The candy tray, because Bu Chonghua just went to buy a few large packets of snacks to take home a few days before the accident, and Wu Yu was quite happy to open a lollipop at that time.
He might be a little lonely, but it's always okay.
Even if the wound does not heal, at least the pain can be slowly paralyzed with habit.
Bu Chonghua wrapped his coat tightly, shook his head to dispel the cold sting in his heart, lowered his head and walked around the back alley with ease. There was a chubby figure squatting on the ground at the back door of the nightclub, smoking a cigarette. He heard the sound of footsteps and raised his head, almost tripping because of numb feet. fall to the ground:
"—Oh my brother Di, my brother Di, you finally figured it out! But my mother froze to death!"
Fat Ding, the former owner of the Jagged Bar, had a round face and was wrapped in fur, like a shivering mountain eagle. Bu Chonghua threw the remaining half bottle of Green Fang to him and raised his chin: "I brought it here specially for you. Today, you are allowed to break your precept and drink two sips. This is not an example."
Fat Ding was holding the whisky bottle, and his heart was so sad that he was about to cry: "I remember when my boss, Fat Ding, became famous in Jinhai, across North China, drunk and lying on his knees and held the power of the bar, and Lafite, Moutai Macallan was all mouthwash. , I didn't expect that one day I also folded a small waist of three feet for a mere half bottle of green square. I am so... "
"It's too miserable." Bu Chonghua said sincerely, "Just like how you cried when you begged me to help you get your bail pending trial in the detention center."
Fat Ding's tears stopped immediately, as if nothing had happened.
"Mr. Tian Ding." Bu Chonghua called him by name and surname, his tone was flat and serious: "The leaders of the organization should have talked to you before. Our public security police never force the people to help. Even though you will be sentenced to at least 10 years, please rest assured that the management of our prisons has become more and more formal in the past few years, and the food has become better and better..."
"What, wait, how can you suspect that I was forced?" Boss Fat Ding covered his chest with one hand and looked forward, holding the half bottle of whisky like a single seedling from three generations, and said decisively: "I am If I actively follow you and cooperate with your work, I am willing to make atonement for my crimes and be a useful person to the society, dedicating my life’s light and heat to the cause of public security and the great motherland!”
Pop, pop.
Bu Chonghua clapped his hands twice: "Very good, let's drive."
Fat Ding immediately leaned against the wall and slipped away.
Bu Chonghua laughed dumbly, shook his head, and was walking towards the parked car at the back alley when he suddenly stopped.
"and many more."
Fat Ding turned around suspiciously.
The indistinct DJ dance music in the nightclub echoed through the concrete walls in the deserted corridors, the vehicles on the road farther away quickly disappeared until they disappeared, and the wind rustled through the treetops.
Bu Chonghua's eyes changed slightly, and some unreasonable signs in the dark suddenly touched his nerves, and he was rapidly approaching behind him—
"Let's go!" he shouted suddenly: "Let's go!"
Without his second order, Fat Ding jumped up and ran desperately, while the wind whistled in the air; all the drastic changes happened in that instant, Bu Chonghua only had time to dodge, draw the gun, and load the bullet with a click, and then the muzzle was shot. As soon as the person came to the sky, he was slammed against the wall with a bang!
"you-"
Bu Chonghua stopped abruptly, and all voices were blocked by cold, soft and familiar lips.
All the grief, longing, sorrow and ecstasy, all rushed into the night sky with the wind, and then gently covered the ground like the heavy snow, with a faint light shining between the sky and the earth.
-Did I suddenly fall into a dream? This was Bu Chonghua's first thought.
How could he be here
Why does he still kiss me
The subtle sound of the skin rubbing against the fabric drowned out all perception, and in a trance he heard Fat Ding screaming in disbelief, as if he was caught by his neck and couldn't breathe, but he didn't care at all. The fright of life and death and hard planning for so many days have all turned into powder at this moment, disappearing in ashes in the entanglement of lips and tongue, not even the slightest trace of pain is left.
Because Wu Yu was in front of him.
In the middle of the winter night, wrapped in a cold wind, he came to his embrace from thousands of miles away.
"...you..." Bu Chonghua's chest heaved up and down, he couldn't bear to look away from the familiar face in front of him, and panted, "Why are you..."
Wu Yu didn't say a word, stretched out his hand to unbutton the shirt on his neck, and then unbuttoned the second button, revealing a small piece of collarbone in the darkness, moving the lower neck.
Bu Chonghua was taken aback.
Fat Ding's continuous screaming also suddenly turned a suspicious corner.
Wu Yu's black and white eyes fell on Bu Chonghua's face, his gaze was cold and emotionless. In the next second, he abruptly picked up Chonghua's collar and slammed an iron fist that was both precise and ruthless, knocking him to the ground on the spot, knocking over the entire huge trash can!