"As long as you speak, I will believe whatever you say."
Wu Yu's expression seemed a little strange, but it didn't appear on his face, so even the slightest shadow change couldn't express his expression at that moment.
The stalemate air froze, and eyes with different meanings were intertwined on him from all directions. After a few seconds of long silence, he finally opened his mouth slowly, a little hoarse because he had not spoken for a long time, but it was very calm:
"I have nothing more to say."
—There is really nothing more to say. Lin Fang, who should explain, has explained it clearly, but he can't come up with any evidence.
The truth of this world is so helpless, even if the whole world is willing to believe what happened in 12 years, but without that thin piece of paper with a red seal on it, no matter how tragic sacrifices, no matter how hard the merits, will follow Become a little guilty, a little unsteady.
Bu Chonghua still looked at him persistently: "Just say something, just tell us what Lin Fang said is the truth."
"… 'Truth'." Wu Yu slowly repeated these two words, and then the shadow on the side of his cheek moved slightly, this time it was finally a short smile: "You don't understand, team, the words are now It doesn't really make sense anymore."
He called him "step team".
Bu Chonghua forcibly suppressed his emotions: "No, Wu Yu, the language in this world is effective as long as it is spoken, listen to me..."
"I wasn't originally called Wu Yu."
Bu Chonghua stopped.
"I didn't have a name, and I didn't know what year I was born. Every household in the village ate opium, and after eating it to a certain extent, my mind went crazy, and my parents were no exception. They both died without knowing why. My father died at once. Before I left, my mother told me that she had a younger sister. She fled to the 'outside' to seek life when she was young. If that younger sister came to me one day, she told me Go with her, go 'outside' to have a good time and see the big world."
Bu Chonghua vaguely guessed who that "sister" was, and sure enough Wu Yu paused and said, "About the second year after my mother left, there were several adults in the village one day, and one of them was a woman I was the first. You can tell who she is. Because she looks exactly the same as my mother, really exactly the same, even I look a lot like her."
"She is Xie Xing's mother."
—The very good-looking young woman was wearing a pink silk shirt and a white pleated skirt, squatting in front of the grove with a smile on her face, holding a little child who was very similar to herself in her arms.
The childish little face was tense, staring cautiously at the camera from bottom to top, the blood-grey sky of the border poisonous village more than 20 years ago was reflected in the child's eyes, and there was no smile at all.
"She wanted to take me away, but the other people in the same group told her that the preparations were not complete this time. Although it was legal and legal for them to leave the country and come here, if they brought a child back, they would have to take the smuggling route. Border guards." I haven't managed yet.' So she had to leave the village with those people first. Before she left, she told me that she had a child about my age, called Xie Xing, who is seven years old this year. It is also counted as seven years old. She said that she would definitely come back in one or two months at most, and then she would take me away completely and go to a big city without opium, no poppies, and spring all year round, and get to know her son. live together."
"I believed it, and I'm very happy. You see, that year I finally got a name and an age, but I didn't expect that to be the last time I saw her."
Wu Yu smiled sadly.
"Half a year has passed, a year has passed, more than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye. She is gone forever, and she has never come back."
"..." Bu Chonghua asked sternly, "Why?"
"I don't know why, but I really want to know. After all, it's the first chance in my life that I might change my fate." Wu Yu also laughed at himself a little bit: "It wasn't until more than ten years later that I had to protect Ma Yin Deli finally gained a certain status with Thayer, the 'big boss' in our entire village. He tried to win the first opportunity to participate in the drug gang's 'trading' from him. To monitor and facilitate a drug deal with Thayer. But I actually tried my best to understand what he did, and I had spent years trying to find out his whereabouts."
Bu Chonghua's expression changed uncontrollably. He finally remembered that the night after Ma Yin's death, in the carriage galloping towards the hospital, Wu Yu was covered in blood and leaned on the co-pilot.
"The first time I met Ah Gui was during my sophomore year as an intern when I was on an arrest mission with the anti-drug team. The first time I met him, he saved my life..."
"Urgent help! Urgent help! Two sellers broke through the encirclement and are running away!"
"Stop—uh!..."
"Do you want to die, little policeman, didn't you see the grenades in their trouser pockets?"
…
"Yes, everything in the story really happened, but the protagonist who was supposed to be in the center of the stage has already changed clothes with the substitute." Wu Yu briefly raised the corners of his lips and drew a straight line: "And I went to see him with a very simple motive, just to ask why his mother didn't come in the end. The truth didn't cost too much nonsense, because Xie Xing also recognized me at first sight."
"...You... I know you." In the bushes, he could only hear Ji Xing's shocked and trembling gasps, his pupils tightened, and he said in disbelief, "Are you A Gui? Are you A Gui?!"
It was the first time they looked at each other, and Agui thought that all these years of anticipation, longing, disappointment and resentment would make it difficult to say, or hysterical once it was said; but he was actually calmer than expected. .
He heard himself say calmly, "I've been waiting for her."
The chaotic arrest scene in the distance and the flashing police lights were all silent for a moment. Only these two incomparably similar faces faced each other, just like fate made a bad joke, and it took a long time to realize that the throat trembled and slipped:
"She knew, so she went to you twice."
Agui was startled.
"After she came back that year, she looked around for people to take care of her, and soon went to Myanmar again, but she encountered civil strife in Shan State as soon as she set off, and fierce exchanges of fire broke out between the allied army and the government army, and the smuggler she hired refused to continue to venture in. In areas of armed rebellion, she had to go home. She fell ill the next year and had a part of her body removed... She missed the short peace period before the national general election in Myanmar. After she recovered, she got up and dressed to hire. People and people smuggled across the border again, but time was too late. The Burmese army suddenly announced the overthrow of the election results, and the situation immediately deteriorated again. The Mengtai army of Khunsha in the Golden Triangle expanded rapidly in Shan State, and drug gangs large and small began to divide their territory. , your village was completely blocked after being occupied by the armed drug lord named Thayer. When she came back, she said that Shan State troops were stationed on every hill, every village was guarded by heavy artillery, and every farmland was The militants burned it and drove the villagers to plant poppies like cattle and sheep. She almost never came back.”
Ah Gui stood motionless, his mind blank.
He heard machine guns blaring in the woods, flames covered the village farmland, and camouflage trucks rumbled across the burning ridges; he saw rows of soldiers in camouflage uniforms being lifted into the sky in the explosion, and they had been turned into pieces when they landed. Pieces of stumps and arms were broken, and the smoke of gunpowder covered the fearful cries and screams of the villagers.
"She couldn't wait for the day when she saw the fighting subside." Xie Xing's eyes were red and he said, "She died the year the Mengtai army surrendered, and her cancer recurred."
She didn't survive those drug lords. In fact, even the big drug lords could die, and their ashes could be sprinkled into the sea.
"But Mom didn't forget you until she died, Agui. She left me the photo and said you might still be alive in this world."
"She said that if I can find you one day, I must find a way to bring you back to this world from the side of the poppy field."
…
"When I was young, I thought Xie Xing's mother broke her promise, but in fact she never forgot to find me. Ten years ago, I thought that Zhang Boming gave up his undercover life for justice, but Zhang Boming was still planning for me until the last moment. "Wu Yu's eyes were bloodshot, standing in the shadow of the cement column of the unfinished building, looking at Bu Chonghua calmly: "Zhang Boming, Xie Xing, Hu Liangan and even Lin Fang, everyone I have met over the years has done their best. At the end of their best efforts, everyone did not give up to pull me out of that hell, but all efforts were ultimately to no avail. Civil strife, war, disease, death... Every accident of fate is actually a natural result of reason, Today's ending was written from the very beginning."
The ending isn't all bad either.
During the war in the Golden Triangle in the 1980s, and in the 1990s in Shan State, drugs were used to feed the army. Countless local people were displaced, forcibly maimed and hoarse, and then driven into opium plantations to become cattle and horses. Countless people died in the poppy fields. In the context of that era, it was a good luck that more unjust souls could not even imagine that a young orphan could survive and stand here today.
"People like you shouldn't touch those, team. You look at me as if I'm standing on this flat ground like you. In fact, there are thousands of miles of land under your feet, and countless corpses under my feet." Wu Yu smiled. Said: "I don't want to climb up on Xie Xing's corpse anymore. When he left, he was already scarred enough."
Bu Chonghua was strangled by a sharp pain: "But—"
"Calm down the team." At this time, Jiang Ting had stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder from behind: "Let them take Wu Yu away first, it's really impossible not to clarify this matter."
Bu Chonghua's nails pinched his palm tightly.
The three of them stood at the corner of the wall near the floor-to-ceiling windows. Secretary Weng and Song Ping and the leaders were all standing in the hall about ten paces away. Only Yan Yan looked at Jiang Ting, his keen intuition seemed to smell some kind of unease, and subconsciously took two steps forward.
"You shouldn't have insisted on coming here with us today. If there is any movement, it will be a risk to you." Jiang paused, then persuaded: "Let's go and let Wu Yu explain it clearly."
Bu Chonghua stared straight at Wu Yu, saw his last smile, seemed a little sad and regretful, then lowered his eyes and walked towards the crowd.
Just now, he wanted to resort to means, but in fact he was rushing to talk in the chaos. Now that Wu Yu gave up his resistance and took the initiative to come here, the nerves of several leaders who were tense to the extreme were slightly loosened.
Jiang Ting also naturally took a half step back and turned to face the crowd.
"...You ask him to make it clear." Bu Chonghua's tail trembled slightly and asked, "But how can you explain this kind of thing clearly now?"
Indeed, if everything in this world could be clearly identified, then the word wrongful conviction would not exist in the dictionary. Lin Fang also hesitated. He was about to say something, but Wu Yu stopped and turned around and smiled slightly:
"I know it's not clear, but what should be done has to be done."
Everyone was stunned.
At this moment, Yan Yan lost his voice: "—Stop!"
The voice had not yet landed, but Bu Chonghua was already clear in his heart, but it was too late—Jiang Ting was standing with his back to Wu Yu, and when he stretched out his hand, he grabbed his throat and pulled him in front of him like lightning:
"Stop for me!"
The scene froze in an instant, Jiang Ting exclaimed in surprise, was dragged abruptly by Wu Yu and stepped back a few steps, and stepped on the edge of the empty window sill!
"Don't come here, or I'll jump with him!"
"You fucking stop me!" "Strict team!" "Hurry up and call someone!!" "You can't call someone when the team is still here!!"
Lin Fang was stunned, and Bu Chonghua didn't know how to react. Yan Yan was like a raging lion, being held back by Song Ping with all his strength. The scene was like a frying pan, everyone was yelling, and everyone was spinning around. As soon as the director subconsciously took out his mobile phone to call, Secretary Weng quickly grabbed it and smashed it, roaring: "Who the fuck is Don't call the police!"
This is usually black humor, but no one can laugh at this moment.
"Get me a car, remove the license, fill up the gas, open the door and start it, and put two thousand yuan in cash in the car." Wu Yu said coldly: "Hurry up, I know that the net that just caught Lin Fang has been closed. Now, jump down and we're both dead!"
Song Ping roared: "Don't mess around!"
"Put Jiang Ting down, he didn't feel sorry for you!" Yan Xun broke free and rushed forward two steps, screaming every word: "Don't you know what Xie Xian is an undercover dropout, Wu Yu?! You want to admit that you are a drug dealer. Do you?! Do you want to be said to have committed suicide after death?!"
This question was straight to the point, and every word was taken to the opponent's weakness, but suddenly Jiang Ting's trembling voice sounded: "Don't... Don't be afraid, Yan Yan."
Many eyes were focused, and Jiang Ting was trembling all over, and it was difficult to speak because his throat was restrained: "Also... Remember when we met in Yuanlong Gorge?"
Yan Yan was as stiff as an electric shock.
Jiang Ting looked at the crowd with fear on his face, and his appearance seemed to be both strong and calm and very weak, but he still smiled reluctantly: "If I die today, I will... I will also become an unsurpassable victory in your heart. the person."
Among all the people present, except for the two of them, no one knew what happened in Yuanlong Gorge—in an instant, Yan Yan's suspicious eyes met Jiang Ting's.
"… "
The tense muscles in Yan Yan's back loosened a little, but no one noticed the change in the chaos, only he stood up suspiciously.
"Don't talk nonsense." Wu Yu was blocked behind Jiang Park, and said coldly: "Give you ten minutes, park the car under the southeast wall of this building, or Professor Jiang will die."
This scene is absurd. The person who was sent by Yundian was promoted to captain of the detachment by Jinhai, and then he kidnapped the associate professor of Jianning Police Academy from Gongzhou in front of all the heads of Jinhai. What is even more terrifying is the Jianning Detachment. Chang is still at the scene watching. I don't know who to throw this pot out.
What is even more absurd is that because of Zhang Zhixing's special occupation, the play that was temporarily decided to stage in order to arrest him was not prepared at all. The reason why the ancient tea-horse road could not be fully covered by the leak of the news was that the twenty or so leaders of the municipal party committee who held a confidential meeting at the municipal bureau at that time all moved to the arrest site of the unfinished building in accordance with the confidentiality regulations, and even sneaked into Jinhai secretly. The step Chonghua did not miss!
Now it's impossible for them to hide Bu Chonghua and then go to the police. The only local police officers present are Song Ping and a few technical directors of the Municipal Bureau. Do you expect them to rush to fight Wu Yu to rescue the hostages
The tension was so tense that several directors looked at Song Ping anxiously, Song Ping looked at Secretary Weng, Secretary Weng thought for a few seconds with a livid face, turned his head and said, "Do as he said, and don't alarm the police in the jurisdiction."
A few people didn't need him to order a second time, and they turned around and ran out of the unfinished building. Not long after, someone came back and whispered something to the leader's ear. Secretary Weng turned to Wu Yu and said in a deep voice, "The car and cash are ready."
- This is probably the fastest ransom preparation process in history. Even the bank is closed, it is difficult to collect money, and there is no excuse for not finding old banknotes that are not even numbered. After all, the kidnappers only need 2,000 yuan.
Wu Yu grabbed Jiang Ting's throat with a hand protruding like an iron pincer, and said lightly, "Get out of the way."
Everyone looked at each other, Bu Chonghua opened his mouth to say something, but forced himself to endure it, and slowly retreated to the corner with everyone.
Wu Yu didn't look at him again, using Jiang Ting's body as a shield, he moved slowly against the wall to the iron ladder on the floor, and then stepped back downstairs.
Song Ping and Bu Chonghua looked at each other, and immediately stepped forward, Yan Yan also hurriedly followed with a gloomy face.
The dark and deserted Unfinished Building is now in tension. Wu Yu is holding Jiang Ting hostage like this, and he and the Jinhai City leadership team of more than 20 people confront each other. Five or six floors, until the fourth floor suddenly stopped at the corner of the corridor.
Wu Yu's chest continued to rise and fall. Looking out from the window beside him, a black sedan with the door open was parked on the construction site downstairs. The headlights reflected two red lights in the dark night.
On the fourth floor, there is a support frame outside the building, which is already a relatively safe height.
If you go down from this height, it will take a minute or two for the chasing soldiers to reach the ground from the stairs. The escape time will be more calm, and it will be safer to release the hostages after driving out of the trackable range.
Wu Yu swallowed his saliva, and in the darkness, he saw Jiang Zing's finger move backwards in front of him, which was an urging gesture.
"...Don't jump, Wu Yu." At this time, Yan Yun seemed to feel something, and his trembling voice rang in the upper corridor: "Jiang Ting is not in good health, he will be in danger at this height."
Jiang Ting's movements suddenly froze.
"Yes, it's fine for you to go out from the first floor." Bu Chonghua was also unsteady, but overall he remained calm and calm: "We won't follow, no one will stop you. You listen to me and go to the main entrance of the building. "
"… "
Jiang paused, Wu Yu stood behind him, neither of them could see each other's expressions, but their breathing was a little heavier.
They just stood in the shadow of the corner of the stairs, with twenty people crowded on the first floor in front of them, the air was silently tensing and evacuating every second in the stalemate, as if claws were grabbing their hearts and lungs. Squeeze out a burst of bloodshot—
Jiang Ting gritted his teeth and made an extremely hidden gesture backwards, meaning to jump!
"Wu Yu! Jiang has been lying in bed for three years in a parking accident!" Suddenly Yan Yan roared, "If you still have any conscience, let him go. He has had a craniotomy! He really can't—"
Right at this moment.
Wu Yufa pushed forward ruthlessly, Jiang Ting was caught off guard, and hit the corridor handrail; he didn't care to stand still, he turned around suddenly, a strong wind blew by his side, and it was Bu Chonghua who flew down from the upper corridor!
But he was still half a second slower.
Wu Yu jumped back and jumped out of the window, the cold wind rushed into his ears; Bu Chonghua's hand stretched out only in time to touch the edge of his raised clothes, and then his palm was empty!
"Wu Yu!!"
The body fell sharply, the night sky was getting farther and farther, and only Bu Chonghua's angry, sad and anxious face was left in his field of vision.
The picture was immediately overwhelmed by the flying memory fragments.
Thousands of crystal clear snowflakes are swirling in the wind, each of which reflects the war-torn years and the outdated and yellowed vision, and reflects the countless crying, running, laboring and struggling self. Wu Yu closed his eyes in the heavy snow. He saw a young child in the distant village, waiting alone, the boundless bloody sky reflected in his pupils—
"I have a child, seven years old this year, called A Xing, why don't I call you A Gui in the future!"
"Bathing in Yi, dancing in the wind, singing and returning - that is, in the peaceful and peaceful world, blowing the breeze, singing songs, and returning home happily."
"Agui, one day I will take you to a land without poppies. You can go to school with Axing and go home happily together!"
"There is no country where poppies bloom," he murmured to himself.
In an instant, the wind whistled away, and time traveled upstream in the long river, returning to that dilapidated and dilapidated border village more than ten years ago—