The urgency and complexity of the follow-up situation late that night caused everyone in the entire task force to be devastated for a long time afterwards. Song Ping even felt that his hair would fall out that night in his entire life.
Liao Gang led people to carry Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu out from the well, and then Wang Brigade personally rescued the unconscious shark. All three were taken to Jinhai First People's Hospital by helicopter for rescue. The drug lord who was the least injured was the first to escape the danger as expected, and was then escorted into the 24-hour armed police designated by the Ministry of Public Security. A guarded special care unit.
At 5:30 in the morning, Meng Zhao regained consciousness in the intensive care unit after the anesthesia. Her son, who had just entered junior high school, and Song Hui were squatting outside the door of the ward. At the same time, they hugged their heads and cried. Her husband was incoherently calling his parents, family, relatives and friends, and he was so excited that no one could stand up. . At that time, the city bureau urgently dispatched a car to pick up Meng Zhao's parents at her hometown. The two elderly people didn't know what had happened until they received the call, and they were almost paralyzed on the way to Jinhai.
Twelve hours later, Bu Chonghua woke up under strict monitoring, his vital signs were stable, he was able to remove the tracheal tube, and was transferred from the ICU to an independent ward for continued observation. The good physical foundation laid by his strict self-discipline and healthy diet for more than ten years has played a big role at this moment. After a few days, he can sit up without assistance and recover in a good and stable condition. The doctor said that as long as he does not do anything by himself Death, drowning in the lungs and minor concussions do not leave long-lasting sequelae.
The only worry is Wu Yu.
Wu Yu's situation was the opposite of that of Bu Chonghua. He was a high-needs patient. He woke up a little before surgery on the night of the rescue. He woke up again after the anesthesia for the operation, and he would wake up every few hours after that. A moment; every time he wakes up, he is full of people shouting and tossing, but every time he just stares blankly at the ceiling of the ICU with his eyes open, after waiting for a few seconds or minutes, he seems to be reluctant to determine where he is, and then Then he tilted his head in relief and fell into a drowsiness again.
Even the doctor can't explain this strange phenomenon, he can only say that there is a kind of conditioned reflex in his brain like an alarm bell, which makes him unable to feel at ease and lose consciousness in an unfamiliar environment—perhaps it was more than ten years of life and death experience that made him lose consciousness. His body developed this very bizarre vigilance mechanism.
After half a month, until Bu Chonghua could not only get out of bed tremblingly by himself, but also force his swearing cousin Yan Xun to help him take a bath, cut his head and shave, and even return to the hospital bed with a new look and set up a video conference for everyone. At work, Wu Yucai finally made up for all the pain and deficiency of the past half-year, completely woke up, and ended the wolves coming to the ICU every few hours.
The head nurse of the ICU was in tears, the nurses on shift were embracing each other and crying, the attending doctor respectfully put three sticks of incense on the "Never Dead" sign enshrined in the office, and felt that the sky in the liberated area was fucking sunny.
…
In order to avoid hasty turbulence in the Bitcoin market and the world drug chain, the Ministry of Public Security ordered the news of the arrest of the founder of the Mariana Trench to be classified temporarily, and only notified the relevant international departments, which blew up Interpol and the World Drug Control Organization overnight. all over.
The news that this future is destined to shake the international community is like a heavy nuclear bomb being crushed in the deep sea. Within a few hours after the shark was arrested, how many big drug lords with sensitive information in every corner of the world were afraid, nervous, excited, fled in a hurry or geared up for this... It is still unknown how busy the task force was this night.
Soon, the Ministry of Public Security will start an all-round interrogation of the drug lords, and make intensive preparations to fire the first shot to smash the dark web e-commerce platform.
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"So what about Qin Chuan?" Yan Yan asked dissatisfied.
Qin Chuan ran away again.
Everyone was curious about how he escaped from the explosion, collapse, and water-permeable mine, and escaped from the deep mountains and forests. The task force even suspected that he was dead. However, a thorough search of the crime scene later did not find his body, nor even a sufficient amount of blood to prove his death. There was only a pool of red cornstarch at the scene of the grenade explosion, which silently stimulated the fragile leader of the detachment. nerve.
The mystery of the century was not solved until a month after the incident, because the local township police station reported the loss of a motorcycle. Bu Chonghua, who was in high spirits, immediately asked people to check all the vehicles that went out to the police that night, and finally found a figure highly suspected of Qinchuan from a special police Iveco's dash cam. He climbed out of the mine along a ventilation inclined shaft. Dao, took off his glasses, trimmed his hair, and even patted the ashes on his trousers. At that time, due to a sudden underground mining accident, the police stations in nearby towns and villages came. Those village and town policemen who went out to work in the morning and went home to farm in the afternoon could not wear uniforms once in 800 years. No one could do it, let alone face recognition; the grandson surnamed Qin spoke in a fake dialect, shouted and directed a few local police assistants to carry out rescue, and scolded two interns who were distracted by the fun, and finally calmed down. He pushed away a motorcycle from the rural police station, and with a thud of the accelerator, it drove away in a toot.
The last trace of the motorcycle appeared in a virgin jungle deep in the barren mountains, and there was no trace after that. No one knew how he would trek through the mountains and forests, across North China, across Mongolia, and how to escape from the border without knowing it.
This cunning beast once again disappeared into the vast sea of people. The last sentence he left was recited by the intern. The two were punished because of the bastard surnamed Qin. They were shocked, frightened and scared. So far the mood is very unstable:
"He he he... He sighed and said... 'God bless me, I will never meet a painter who is insane again in this life'... "
The first thing Bu Chonghua did after struggling to get up from the hospital bed was to sign the wanted application for Qin Chuan himself. Although he refused to admit to anyone that he had a conversation with the "near-dead" Qinchuan after the explosion and collapsed, according to Wu Yu's secret description to Yan Xuan, Qinchuan was like an emotional liar who deceived him. As a people's policeman, Bu Chonghua was devastated and grateful for his 200 jins and 500 jins, then stood up, patted his butt and ran away.
Yan Xun came all the way from Jianning to catch Qin Chuan. As a result, he was busy for a long time and even lost a McLaren, but he didn't catch anything. The sadness in his heart can be imagined. That afternoon, in the hospital ward, he scolded Qinchuan with Bu Chonghua and both of them for one afternoon. Both of them were very emotional, and they also tried to comfort each other for a long time. The previous revenge that Yan Yan was forced to help Bu Chonghua take a bath and get a haircut was written off. , vividly embodies what it means for brothers to join forces to catch drug dealers, and the relationship between brothers depends on Qin Chuan.
"—No." Wu Yu leaned on the hospital bed and squeaked with half a bag of mustard. He frowned suddenly, "What does he mean when he says he doesn't want to see me again? When did I offend Boss Qin?"
Bu Chonghua was standing up to send Yan Yan out, and when he heard the sound, he turned around, and he was about to grab the half bag of Fuling mustard: "Your portion of today's snacks has been eaten up in the morning! Who gave it to you secretly!"
Hearing a moment of dangdeng glaring, Yan Yan hurriedly ran against the wall of the hospital aisle.
Wu Yu lost his sense of taste after the last car accident. After this blood transfusion, he didn't know if it was because he had replaced half of his body's blood. , Extremely sour foods began to react slightly. This caused Bu Chonghua to be very anxious: Wu Yu wanted to eat snacks every day, every hour, every moment, including but not limited to mustard, spicy strips, spicy fermented bean curd, salted duck eggs, pickled sauerkraut...
At first, Bu Chonghua lived in the same double ward with him, and he could use persuasion, preaching, kissing, and even force to suppress him a little bit, but Bu Chonghua was discharged after a month. From that day onwards, Wu Yu was like a cat that fell into the fish tank. Song Hui, Cai Lin, Zhang Xiaoyue and even Xiaogui forensic doctor, they couldn't help but give him something to eat every time they came to visit. Even Meng Zhao in the next ward Couldn't resist Wu Yu's eager eyes, and gave him half a piece of pickled hairtail.
"It's all benzoic acid and nitrite, don't eat it!" Bu Chonghua's marbled handsome face was cold and ruthless, he held up the Fuling mustard, relying on his height to keep Wu Yu who was lying on the bed out of reach: "The doctor said Before fully recovering, you must eat a light diet, and tell you to eat more vegetables and fruits, don’t hide under the quilt and eat spicy sticks all day long, do you think that Jiang Ting was cooking self-heating hot pot in the ward that day and secretly distributed it to you?”
Wu Yu said in a low voice, "I didn't eat much, I only ate two pieces of bamboo shoots and a chopstick of konjac shreds..."
"We clearly said that if we want to eat self-heating hot pot, we need to exchange three cups of milk. Have you drunk milk yet?!"
Wu Yu: "..."
The two looked at each other, the air was quiet and silent, Bu Chonghua held Fuling mustard aloft with one hand like the Statue of Liberty, and Wu Yu seemed to be looking at the enslaved people at the bottom of the torch of freedom. After a long while, Chonghua's calm and cold face finally changed, and he spit out a sentence from between his teeth: "Don't pick my pants..."
Wu Yu wrapped a bandage with one hand and grabbed Bu Chonghua's belt with the other, struggling to get up from the bed, knelt on the bed, raised his head and kissed his tightly pursed lips, ah!
Bu Chonghua kept his posture unchanged, his mouth trembling suspiciously, and said coldly for a long time: "Impossible, don't think about it. Pickled food contains a lot of preservatives and nitrous acid..."
Haw!
The air froze, and you could hear a pin drop on the ground.
"...not good for your health, whatever you want to eat after you leave the hospital..."
Wu Yu pulled his straight shirt collar and kissed the lips that kept opening and closing like lightning.
He was still in the hospital during the day and he kissed me like this...
The door has not been closed, will anyone pass by outside see...
No, he just wanted to deceive my connivance, he didn't really want to kiss at all...
Bu Chonghua's heart was thumping wildly in his chest, the blood all over his body rushed to the top of his head and cheeks, and even his breath had a hot smell. He couldn't help but deepen the kiss, and the raised hand gradually fell, just as he was about to put it on Wu Yu's thin shoulder - then the mustard biu disappeared from his hand.
Squeak, squeak, Wu Yu quickly ate the last few pieces of mustard under Bu Chonghua's death stare, wiped his mouth and threw the bag, slapped Bu Chonghua's shoulder and wanted to kiss again, Bu Chonghua stepped back three times. He stepped forward, embarrassed and annoyed: "Wu Yu!"
Wu Yu looked at him calmly and licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue.
"...I won't kiss you this week!" Bu Chonghua blushed and said sternly, "And you are not allowed to eat any snacks before you leave the hospital, not even pickled fish!"
Although the artist's control of micro-expressions is professional, Bu Chonghua can still see at a glance that this kid's face is full of shock, grievance, and disbelief, and it is not until the second half of the sentence that it seems to be real.
"I didn't want to eat it on purpose..." Wu Yu slowly retracted back to the head of the bed, his forehead resting on his knees, as if he wanted to smile indifferently, but in the end he only shivered and barely hooked the corner of his mouth: "I'm just afraid that after I'm discharged from the hospital, The result of the above processing comes down, the prison is cold and dark and I can't eat enough, I will be very lonely by myself..."
Bu Chonghua: "..."
"There will be no more self-heating hot pot, and no more kissing you..."
Bu Chonghua: "..."
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." After several minutes, Bu Chonghua's gentle voice finally sounded on Wu Yu's head, each word full of love: "If someone above can really lock you in, I will definitely Three times a day, I have soaked the milk myself to see you, but I can’t pull it down for one meal, don’t worry.”
Wu Yu almost fell off the bed, "Bu Chonghua, you are still not human!"
Bu Chonghua, shirt, trousers, leather shoes, with an extraordinary demeanor, smiled condescendingly, revealing a row of white and neat teeth.
"Starting from today, those who bring you snacks will clean the toilet for a week, those who eat spicy strips will take out the trash for a month, and those who bring vegetable salad and fish soup to a doctor can take a night shift. I'll take a look at it. Let's see who dares to commit crimes against the wind, from today onwards, there is no hot stick in the world that can enter the door of this ward, don't believe me, try it?"
- Knock knock knock!
The door of the ward, which was hidden, opened, and Secretary Weng and Song Ping stood outside the door. The former was carrying flowers and fruits, the latter was carrying Weilong spicy strips, and behind them were several city party committees and cities with their eyes wandering. Bureau leaders, everyone studied the ceiling of the ward at the same time.
"..."
"..."
After a long silence, Bu Chonghua finally squeezed out a few words: "What are you..."
"It didn't take long." Song Ping cleared his throat embarrassedly, "It's almost the time when the prison is cold and dark and can't eat enough."
Secretary Weng blinked at Wu Yu, and then at Bu Chonghua. He probably wanted to show that his language trend kept up with the times, and his open-mindedness was not inferior to that of young people, but in fact, his next sentence pushed the awkward atmosphere to an unprecedented climax. He said: "Hehe, the little two can play well with the door closed..."
Even Wu Yu covered his eyes with one hand and buried his face on the quilt.
"You are serious, please sit down, please sit down." Bu Chonghua really used his life's skills to taut his stern facial expression, and greeted several leaders with hands and feet, "You are here today because of the above. The result of the handling of Officer Xiao Wu? Or—"
There was no place to sit in the ward at all, because Bu Chonghua had previously removed all the chairs and sofas in order to prevent Cai Lin, Xiaogui, Zhang Xiaoy, and the others from sneaking up to find Wu Yu to gather in the crowd to open the door. So Song Ping and other leaders of the municipal party committee were standing, and Secretary Weng sat on the other empty hospital bed with half his butt and said, "Oh, this is not true, we are still helping him fight for the police officer Xiao Wu, mainly Cosmo Mr. Philip — the dark web shark — is going to be released from the hospital."
"The criminal wants to see the painter again before he goes to trial."