The next day, Nancheng Public Security Bureau.
"Our souls belong to God, and God will save us persecuted lambs!"
"You don't know anything, the end is coming, you can't escape!"
"As long as I sincerely believe, God will give me superpowers. You policemen can't kill me, and the court can't kill me. I can be resurrected seven days after I die..."
Meng Zhao looked at the empty deputy detachment commander's office, holding the confession material heavier than a brick, with a look of disbelief: "Liao Gang, this brat is fat? Lao Qian and I worked hard and finished the trial of Gao Wei and Xiong Jinzhi early in the morning. They let us pigeons?"
Cai Lin threw the car keys up and down, and came out of the interrogation room like a gust of wind: "What is Miss Meng looking for Deputy Liao, can I bring you a message?"
"Liao just went out to work?"
"Hey, it depends on how you define foreign characters and diligent characters." Cai Lin covered half of his mouth and approached, and said mysteriously: "According to reliable information, the Bu detachment was discharged from the hospital in the middle of the night last night, and Brother Liao came to accompany the night. Today Both of them didn't come to work in the morning. Sister Meng said that Brother Liao is out of fieldwork or backwork?"
"..." Meng Zhao nodded with his mouth open: "The cabinet door of our detachment really can't be closed."
"Hehehe-" Cai Lin made an expression you know, and another gust of wind blew away.
Ding dong!
In a high-end residential area in Jinhai City, Cai Lin pressed the doorbell and waited for two seconds. The door clicked open by himself, and then Liao Gang ran out in his slippers: "Cai Er, let me have a kiss—"
Cai Lin: "Vice Liao, let me drop a mother-"
Cai Lin changed his shoes, his left hand was full of case materials, and his right hand was carrying a take-out convenience bag. Liao Gang took it over with joy, and then it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head: "Didn't you say that your mother made us dumplings last night? "
"Zongzi was brought back to the forensic room by Xiaogui to ward off evil spirits." Cai Lin pointed to the takeaway box, his face full of sincere regret: "Look at your dark circles, you fought hard with your father all night last night, right? Come on, this is a blast. Pork kidney, fried leek box, make up for the two of you."
Liao Gang said angrily, "I've made it through taking care of patients!"
Cai Lin patted him on the shoulder: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. The people don't care about the details of the facts, they only care when you go back to the official announcement, and the whole detachment will take a wedding holiday together..."
When Cai Lin turned around, he bumped into Bu Chonghua's amber, emotionless eyes behind him.
"... Deputy Liao had a hard time taking care of the patient last night." Cai Lin swallowed and said, "Let's take a seat, captain, this stir-fried waist flower is specially made for your blood."
"Sister Meng rushed to interrogate the parents of the victim, Gao Ling, in the early morning. In addition, the confession materials of the villagers in Fengyuan Village were also passed over. I have super powers, I am not afraid of the death penalty and believe in gods. There are girls in heaven. Wait for the mess, the rest is here."
Cai Lin sat upright on the sofa in the spacious living room and spread out the case materials on the coffee table: "The cult of Almighty God has spread in many rural areas, and Fengyuan Village under Jiarui County is one of the most severely affected areas. Among them, Gao Wei and Xiong Jinzhi and their spouses, because they entered the teaching early and have a relatively high status, belong to the cult's 'host family' in Fengyuan Village, that is, regular gatherings, 'ceremonies', and collection of believers The donations are handed over to the line, as well as a place to provide some basic meals for the home church members; this couple even brought their two sons to the church, but Gao Ling doesn’t believe it.”
After a hard night, Liao Gang sat on the other side of the sofa and snorted for a meal. Bu Chonghua looked at the confession record and asked, "Who is Teacher Ba?"
"Mr. Ba," Cai Lin shook his index finger and said deeply, "It's Teacher Ba."
Liao Gang almost choked on a grain of rice.
"I'm not wrong." Cai Lin was still a little aggrieved: "According to the police officer's account, the senior members of the cult all call each other by their Christian names. Compared with the 'Lightning Goddess' and the 'Flood Pioneer', Teacher Ba This title is already very normal and down-to-earth, and there is still a trace of innocence and kindness in the simplicity."
"They don't know Teacher Ba's real name and background?"
"These villagers are all leek seedlings at the lowest level, and they can provide not much more information than Gao Baokang's parents. I only know that Teacher Ba is the 'general liaison' of the counties under Jinhai City. My understanding is that it is equivalent to the regional general manager. Agent. If Gao Ling's house was not caught on fire, maybe we could still get a few real-life photos, but unfortunately all the fires are gone now. The only gain is that we have perfected the sketch of the criminal suspect based on the villagers' confessions, and have already sent out an investigation. notified."
Bu Chonghua suddenly raised his head from the file: "Does Li Hongxi often go to Fengyuan Village?"
Cai Lin shook his head, turned a few pages for him, and pointed to one of the pages: "This is not true. According to Gao Wei's explanation, Li Hongxi was introduced by Teacher Ba in the second half of last year, and he started as Teacher Ba. As a private 'guest', it was estimated that after seeing a girl who could sleep, he changed his body and claimed that he would also join the teaching. He probably drove to Fengyuan Village two or three times a month with a very clear purpose. Perverted Hungry Ghost."
But why did this hungry ghost become Master Ba's "private guest" in the first place
Bu Chonghua flipped through the case file, but was silent for a long time, only Liao Gang was hurrying to eat in the huge living room. Several boxes of takeaways on the table were heating up. Cai Lin saw Bu Chonghua without moving his chopsticks, so he diligently took a box of leeks for him: "The team eats it first, and we'll see it later. This fresh one just came out of the pot. It's brittle, it should be cold later."
Bu Chonghua's glassy eyes glanced at him: "No, I have food."
Cai Lin: "?"
Bu Chonghua got up and walked into the kitchen, when there was a buzzing sound from the microwave oven. Cai Lin's chopsticks were inexplicably stuck in the air, and after a while he had to clip it to Liao Gang: "Brother Liao, eat, eat."
"No, son, I don't eat it, and I suggest you don't eat it either." Liao Gang pushed the leek box away and said with regret: "Look at the surrounding environment, you know that the Bu detachment every month How much does it cost to clean the house? You dare to eat leeks in the big penthouse on the top floor that he pulls out every minute as a model house?"
Cai Lin: "..."
The open-plan living room has two large living rooms for ordinary families, floor-to-ceiling windows, and double kitchens inside and outside. The first floor is the master bedroom, the second bedroom and the study. The spiral staircase leads to the fitness room and guest bedroom upstairs. The decoration style follows the modern design style of black and white and gray. The furniture is mostly made of stainless steel glass ceramics, which is as clean as new. Even the pillows and cashmere blankets on the sofa are neatly stacked in their proper positions.
There is a faint fragrance in the air. Cai Lin has smelled this smell. It is the smell at the entrance of the luxury stores in the city center and Yun Road. It usually only means one word, expensive.
"The first time I came to his house was when I was promoted to the deputy detachment. My mother asked me to bring something to thank the leader. I came after get off work. It was the first time I met the team face-to-face in a private space, and I was very nervous. With a bald mouth, he asked casually: Leader, the durian I brought you is sweet and delicious, why don't I just cut one?"
"That was the closest I was to losing my career." Liao Gang sighed and sighed: "At that time, the team looked at me with a look of 'I will quietly watch you die' and said, 'Don't bother , Deputy Liao Detachment. After cutting this durian, you are going to become a little police officer."
"..." Cai Lin put down the box of leeks: "I suddenly felt that this was the furthest I was from the quarterly bonus."
Bu Chonghua came out of the kitchen with a box of gym lunch and frowned, "What are you talking about?"
Liao Gang and Cai Lin at the same time: "It's nothing, nothing..."
Bu Chonghua was noncommittal and glanced at the coffee table from the corner of his eyes. Those subtle eyes, like steel needles, pierced into Cai Lin's feet with only socks and stepped on the handmade carpet. The next second, Cai Lin cleared his throat, sat upright, and unobtrusively tucked his feet back into the disposable slippers.
click!
Just at this moment, the upstairs guest bedroom door behind them opened, followed by the sound of footsteps walking down. Cai Lin looked back and his eyes almost fell out of the window: "Xiao Wu?!"
Wu Yu was sleepy, his hair was messy, and a piece of medical gauze was attached to his forehead. His upper body is a new cotton-white short-sleeved T-shirt in Bu Chonghua's closet, and his shoulders are drooping down, making him look very thin; but his lower body is the one worn from Fengyuan Village to the county hospital and back to the Jinhai Public Security Bureau. Having experienced fires, riots, wards, and confinement rooms, jeans that have long been riddled with scars, said vaguely: "Morning."
Cai Lin: "...Early?!"
Cai Lin's face was blank, and he watched Wu Yu go downstairs all the way, stepping on the carpet with bare feet, walking around the coffee table like a wandering soul, sitting on the large leather sofa opposite them, and then opened his eyes as if awakened by the strong aroma of food. He opened his eyes and caught the leek box accurately.
Cai Lin: "!"
Liao Gang: "!"
It's too late to stop. During the three gazes, Wu Yu picked up a full leek box with two fingers, crunched half of it, the green juice overflowed, and the air cracked.
Wu Yu chewed it down and said to himself, "It's quite fragrant."
"..." Liao Gang and Cai Lin's eyes trembled at the same time, and they glanced at the other side of the sofa in fright.
Bu Chonghua held his lunch box with brown rice, boiled pumpkin, white-water chicken breast, and vegetable salad without moving, and his eyes fell on Wu Yu, only to see that Wu Yu was eating oil on his mouth and hands, and one cheek He bulged slightly, looking at his face as if he had some flesh and feeling more energetic, and then raised his chin to Bu Chonghua.
"Look at me," he asked, "do you eat?"
"I don't eat it, you eat it." Bu Chonghua said slowly, "This is specially bought for you, don't choke."
Cai Lin: "..."
Liao Gang: "..."
Wu Yu's way of thinking could never understand that someone would be reluctant to eat something as delicious as a leek box at home. He ate a whole box, got up and washed his hands. A pair of grey sweatpants, he went into the kitchen and handed it to him: "Well, put it on, and sleep at home for a while."
"Where are you going?"
Wu Yu casually rubbed his wet hands on his trousers, took off the dirty pair of jeans, and put on comfortable and soft sweatpants. His natural body proportion is really good, such a loose and shapeless suit, the hem of the top is tucked at the waist of the trousers, it shows some strong and lean shadow, Bu Chonghua withdrew his eyes and said lightly: "Go back to the game. Here, try Li Hongxi."
"Are you okay?"
"Liao Gang and Meng Zhao presided over the interrogation, so I will go to the interrogation room to observe and come back in the evening."
"Then I'll come with you."
Wu Yu's left hand was still bandaged, and there was a little blood on the corner of his eyebrows that had not been wiped clean, and there was a slight indistinct bluish black at the moment. The prostration after the emotional outburst is not so easy to pass. He speaks and reacts a little slower than last night, and his attention seems to be very loose, but it does not seem to be much different from usual.
Bu Chonghua pondered for a moment, but did not agree: "You are still in the confinement period, go back in two days, what if you encounter Bureau Song and you two fight again."
—Song Bureau, a guy who needs to carefully wax wax in front of the mirror every morning to cover the slightly bald patch on the top of his head, take a deep breath when taking pictures and sink into his beer belly, grit his teeth and rub a hundred kilograms in the gym in order not to lose to the young man next to him After squatting, the old man who silently suffered from back pain for half a month after returning home.
Wu Yu touched the gauze on his forehead in a conditioned reflex, and his face seemed to be distorted in an instant.
"That's fine." He picked up his dirty clothes and said, "You go home early in the evening to rest, I'm going back."
"Where are you going?"
"Go home."
Bu Chonghua asked back, "Aren't you waiting for me to come back and tell you the result of the trial?"
Wu Yu paused for a while, before saying uncertainly for a while, "... Then I'll wait for you to come back?"
"Wait for me to come back." Bu Chonghua said, "There is a wifi password under the router in the study, there is food in the refrigerator, and the dirty clothes can be thrown into the washing machine."
Wu Yu nodded hesitantly: "… OK."
Wu Yu was like a wild animal that had strayed into someone else's territory. Every pore on his body was full of incongruity. He angrily sent Bu Chonghua and Liao Gang and Cai Lin to the door. Cai Lin looked at him several times, his face full of worries and concerns that could not be concealed, and finally turned his head while Chonghua was changing his shoes, and summoned sneakily: "Wu~ Xiao Wu~"
Wu Yu asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"
"Will you wink if you're being subverted?"
"… What are you going to do if I blink?"
The two looked at each other for five seconds, but Cai Lin was not so sure: "How about I help you undress?"
Wu Yu approached his ear and said softly, "Next time I see maggots on the scene, I will definitely bring you two back."
Cai Lin ran away in a hurry.
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The balcony of Bu Chonghua's house is a fully enclosed garden, filled with lush ornamental potted plants. Standing in front of the semicircular glass railing, Wu Yu saw the jeep of the Nancheng Branch slowly driving forward along the community lane, and disappeared in the distance after a while.
He turned around and looked at the huge neat living room, not knowing what to do for a moment. After a while, he walked silently to the door of the study with bare feet, hesitated for a moment, and gave a tentative push.
The decoration style of the study is exactly the same as Bu Chonghua's personality, with a large black and white and gray ceiling, a stainless steel floor lamp, a built-in safe, all four file cabinets against the wall are locked, and a desktop computer and neat stacks of folders are placed on the desk. . The three rows of large glass cabinets attracted Wu Yu's attention. The books in the cabinet were lined up neatly, but the contents were very complicated. Physical analysis, electronic information, applied chemistry, others include architectural design, chemical testing, psychological analysis, behavioral research, and even more complex folk culture, archaeological geography, food science, philosophy books...
There are quite a few places for the elite to spend money - Wu Yu touched the glass cabinet door and thought to himself.
Then he turned around, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a door with soundproof tape stuck on the wall of the study.
"?"
Curiosity made Wu Yu walk over and take a look inside, stunned.
It was a home practice room.
Bu Chonghua should be a person who is very particular about not disturbing the neighbors. The piano practice room is made of a room-in-room soundproof structure, with sound-absorbing materials on all sides, a diffuser panel on the ceiling, and a temperature and humidity control device in the room. In the center of the room was a five- or six-inch grand piano, covered with a black velvet cover and a thick woven carpet underneath. Wu Yu didn't recognize the brand of the piano, but he could feel it just from the layout. The price is not cheap.
"..." Wu Yu squatted down and carefully touched the black and bright, smooth and moist piano legs.
"The elites are kind of sassy," he murmured.