Bu Chonghua asked, "Why don't you go to the bedroom and sleep here?"
Wu Yu obviously wanted to learn, but the content was too difficult to learn, so he fell asleep while watching. But the acting skills of this kid with the surname Wu will never let the elites see the clues. He stretched out like some kind of wild cat and said vaguely: "It's ventilated and warm here, save some time for the leaders. Children's electricity."
"..." Bu Chonghua nodded silently, saying that it was indeed irrefutable, only the piano room was controlled by constant temperature and humidity.
Wu Yu looked at the time, changed the subject and asked, "Are you coming back so late?"
"The trial of Li Hongxi takes time."
"When the weather stops and the rain stops, you think you can do it again." Wu Yu glanced at the injured part under Bu Chonghua's shirt, got up and stuffed the book back into the outer bookcase, and asked loudly, "How is the trial result?"
"In general," Bu Chonghua stood by the piano and briefly recounted the contents of Li Hongxi's confession, saying, "I always feel that he is protecting that 'Teacher Ba', but according to his explanation, the reason why he He took a risk and attacked Liu Li because the surnamed Ba was too frightened to come forward to clean up the mess, so he should hate 'Mr. Ba' very much. something more serious."
Wu Yu turned back, leaned against the door frame to think for a moment, and asked, "How many years is Li Hongxi's sentence now?"
"His situation is hard to say, depending on how the court decides, it may be ten years to indefinite."
"Will it be possible that if the surnamed Ba is arrested, once the things behind them are revealed, he may be sentenced to death?"
Bu Zhonghua pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "Based on Li Hongxi's education and knowledge, he should know that it is not so easy to be sentenced to death now... Unless Gao Lingnian Xiaoping paid for the murder, the cult's internal He did it all and forced prostitution, and he had to be a young girl, and he had to cause serious consequences and public opinion. However, I don’t think it is likely that several factors have taken over.”
Before finding 'Mr. Ba', everyone could do nothing. It can be seen that Li Hongxi is indeed the first place on the hatred list of the Nancheng Branch, and has even surpassed Ma Guzai, who has not been caught by the anti-drug detachment next door for two years.
Bu Chonghua exhaled, stood up and said, "Forget it, let's not mention this, let's eat."
"Hey," Wu Yu glanced at the velvet cover on the button cover that was wrinkled when he got up, and immediately stretched out his hand to smooth it out.
Bu Chonghua looked at his actions and was a little surprised: "Do you like this?"
"Like it."
"Then why don't you..."
Wu Yu said: "It looks so expensive, who doesn't like expensive things?"
"… "
"Humans' love for money is always the most pure and sincere love." Wu Yu teased, "But I didn't expect you to play the piano, which is quite amazing."
Bu Chonghua glanced at him and said, "I'm not good at playing."
The surname Bu must be able to do anything, and it is quite a thing for the elite to be humble. Wu Yu asked on a whim, "Do you try?"
In fact, he just said that casually. Unexpectedly, Bu Chonghua hesitated for a moment. He lifted the velvet cover in half, pulled out the piano bench and sat down, and asked, "Which song do you want to listen to?"
Facing his serious gaze, Wu Yu felt a little surprised. He was stunned for a few seconds before he tentatively said, "I... don't understand this either. Why don't you choose a paragraph by yourself."
The grand piano is black and bright, and every inch of the line is full of artistic rhythm beauty. In this well-decorated piano room, it quietly exudes an indescribable atmosphere. Bu Chonghua's side was illuminated by the warm yellow halo, like a noble and stern player, he closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and solemnly pressed the first note.
clang!
Wu Yu involuntarily stepped back half a step, folded his hands in front of him, and looked at this scene with solemn eyes.
clang clang!
Wu Yu subconsciously took another half step back and pressed his back against the wall.
clang clang!
Wu Yu: "..."
Bu Chonghua's eyes are slightly closed, his ten fingers are slender, and he dances smoothly on the black and white keys. A series of notes burst out: at first, it was like a deer jumping from the forest in the early morning, and his legs fell into the ditch, and it was like a small stream. After passing through the moss and pebbles, the excavator suddenly digs the riverbed to pieces. After playing again, the scene changes, and in a flash, the emperor is kicked to death by the war horse. Fang Qiu, suddenly an atomic bomb named Little Boy fell from the sky. The climax of the melody is vigorous and high-spirited, and the silver bottle of ten million notes burst out. I saw Bu Chonghua's arm waved - the next moment, the golden knife cracked the silk, and the tune was all closed; the world was silent, and the sky was silent. After a while, I only heard the end notes gradually seeping out like breaking ice, the ding ding ding piercing through the eardrum, and pouring hydrogen peroxide mixed with ice balls into the human ear canal, all my limbs and five senses disappeared; after a long time I only felt the last note. They all gradually disappeared, wrapped in millions of hungry ghosts crying, and slowly disappeared into the void.
Bu Chonghua put down his hand, slowly raised his head, and looked at Wu Yu with a very reserved look in his eyes.
Wu Yu: "..."
Bu Chonghua: "..."
Clap, clap, clap, Wu Yu applauded and said calmly, "It's amazing."
"I haven't practiced for a long time, it's not worth mentioning." Bu Chonghua said lightly: "If you like it, I will teach you when I have time. It's very simple, and you can get started."
"No, no, no, no." Wu Yu said sternly: "Such expensive things can't be wasted, let's go eat."
Bu Chonghua didn't say anything, but from the look of his expression, there seemed to be some subtle joy, he nodded and closed the piano lid, and went to the kitchen outside to cook the takeaway he brought back. Wu Yu was a step behind, and when he saw that he was out of the study door, he went back and touched the soft cover of the piano, with a complicated expression in his eyes, and whispered, "It's him who is sorry for you..."
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With a ding sound, the microwave oven stopped, and Bu Chonghua opened the lid of the box, and the fried fish fillets and fried rice were steaming out of steam.
"time to eat!"
Wu Yu watched in the inner small kitchen for a long time, and asked loudly, "Where are the bowls and chopsticks?"
"The third floor of the disinfection cabinet!"
Wu Yu took the bowls and chopsticks, wore slippers, and walked back to the open kitchen outside. He sat with Bu Chonghua on the high stool by the bar with their heads facing each other, while taking meals from the takeaway box. While asking: "I have been curious since last night, how much does it cost to buy such a big house in Jinhai?"
"Look at the location. Are you going to buy a house?"
Wu Yu shook his head: "I'm mainly curious about your loan repayment situation... After all, you're not quite like the kind of person who collects money for bail pending trial."
"Why doesn't it look like that?" Bu Chonghua said, "Don't you know that our academic leaders are all rent-seeking, corrupt and corrupt?"
"..." Wu Yu paused and muttered after a while, "I regret it, I should also strive for meritorious service to be a leader..."
Bu Chonghua laughed dumbly.
"Actually, it's all left by my grandfather." After a while, he took the initiative to explain, "My cousin in Jianning has more capital. After my parents left, his family was afraid that I would be tricked for my ignorance, so he wanted to take me with him. I went back to Jianning to go to school, but I couldn't make the trip due to various reasons. After a few years, Uncle Song was promoted and transferred to take me to the north. The elders of my mother's family were not very happy. A reliable person."
Wu Yu nodded thoughtfully, and Bu Chonghua raised his hand to touch the gauze on his forehead, but he turned his head away due to his conditioned reflex.
"Are you still bleeding?"
"No, it's just a little scratching on the flesh."
"Be careful not to get wet," Bu Zhonghua paused and said, "Inflammation will leave... medals."
Wu Yu was amused, and the two looked at each other and laughed.
At this moment, Bu Chonghua's cell phone beside him rang, and it was Meng Zhao.
"Hello?" Bu Chonghua picked up the phone, sounding in a good mood, and the end note even had a little lift. But after a few words from Meng Zhao vaguely came from the phone, the expression in Chonghua's eyes immediately condensed in the next second: "Are you sure?"
"Sure," Meng Zhao also just arrived home, standing on the balcony of his own house, and said solemnly: "The police station in the jurisdiction sent people to search the bathing city KTV and other places where there may be pornographic transactions, and happened to go to the third bathing city to arrest them. There lived a foot-washing girl, who was an old acquaintance they had entered the palace a few times, and they had nothing to hide from each other. The foot-washing girl saw the sketch profile of 'Mr. Ba' and Li Hongxi's photo and said that she had seen these two people. There are also photos on the phone when I went out drinking and singing with these people, and there is one photo in it, which is suspected to be 'Mr. Ba'."
Bu Chonghua turned on the loudspeaker, and Wu Yu unconsciously got closer.
"Let people check the payment records of the bathing center and the surveillance video of the KTV they went to. In addition, you ask the police at the scene to ask for the photos, and send them to me now for a look."
"Yes, yes, but..."
Meng Zhao hesitated, but Bu Chonghua frowned and asked, "What?"
"...The foot-washing girl said that the exchange for helping the police to identify is that she will not be fined next time for anti-pornography. If you give the photo, if you can catch her later, you will not be fined." Meng Zhao couldn't help laughing: "She said she didn't work for long, If you don’t cause a lot of trouble to the police, you can go back to your hometown to open a clothing store in two years at most.”
Wu Yu laughed dumbly, and Bu Chonghua took a long breath and propped his forehead.
"No," he said coldly. "The maximum limit is three times. In addition, you can ask the epidemic prevention center next door to give her two boxes of condoms for free. Remember to sweep this bathing city in two days."
Meng Zhao smiled and hung up the phone. After a while, the phone buzzed, and a photo was sent.
It seems that the foot wash girl decided to accept the two boxes of free condoms.
Bu Chonghua opened the picture. In the center were two girls with heavy makeup and bright makeup singing on their shoulders, and three or four drunk men were lying on the sofa in the background. One of them only took a small half of the back, and looked a little bit in the dim light. Like Li Hongxi, but I can't be sure; another man with a slightly chubby figure was sitting in the lower left corner of the photo. He happened to be facing the screen of the jukebox when he pressed the shutter button. , zooming in, it can be seen that there is an obvious scorpion on the eyebrows.
—The owner of the printing shop in Ninghe County was right. Just by looking at his face, he was indeed very gentle, and he couldn't tell that he was a bastard who raped young girls and bought murderers.
Bu Chonghua gave a soft "Huh".
"What's wrong?" Wu Yu asked.
"...I seem to have seen this person."
"!"
Wu Yu looked at Bu Chonghua unexpectedly, and saw him staring at the enlarged picture for a long time, his light-colored eyes were motionless, and his eyebrows were slightly twisted under the light. Two buttons of his white shirt were loosened, and the exposed neck line was slightly stretched by holding his breath. His fingers were holding the chopsticks in the air, and after a long time, he suddenly released the chopsticks with a light snap.
"I'll never forget anyone I've met within two months," he murmured. "I've met this person, and... and this is the angle."
- This is a top-down perspective.
But why do I look at people from the top down, and under what circumstances do I stand on a high place and look down
"Mr. Ba can 'hear' the voice of the big red dragon, he can't be caught, you lied to me! You lied to me! ... "
Does this person have some kind of connection to the police, or has a social connection to detect certain policies and trends in advance
Li Hongxi's unusual cover, the human bone helmet known as "big business", was initially wrongly judged by the police on sacrificial killings, any omissions that may have been revealed to the outside world during the investigation of the 502 case...
Bu Chonghua closed his eyes, the dark and chaotic KTV background in the photo seemed to be imprinted in his mind, and then the distance was pulled away and the background switched. "Mr. Ba" seemed to come to life, he hurried forward and passed through the shutters...
shutters.
As if the thread flashed out of the tangled mess, Bu Chonghua's memory followed it, and the scene of that moment was reproduced like lightning. He stood in front of the shutters of the reception room on the second floor of the branch, opened the gap and looked down, a car. The car was parked under the front steps of the building, the sunlight reflected on the metal roof; an old staggering figure almost slipped, and a young man by the door stepped forward to help...
The camera of the memory was pinned to the young man, and then rotated and enlarged, clearly reflecting his white, round and gentle face, and the squinting eyes that seemed to be squinting anytime and anywhere.
"..." Bu Chonghua looked at Wu Yu with an indescribably strange expression on his face: "Hello."
"How is it?" Wu Yu was a little nervous.
"Your Lipton tea bag... may be white."
Wu Yu and Bu Chonghua looked at each other, and a word slowly appeared on their foreheads: "?"
·
Several police cars were parked downstairs. Liao Gang jumped out of the car door, and while gesturing to direct the criminal police on the scene, he hurriedly replied to the mobile phone: "It's a team, I know... The detective team has been dispersed to the target research institute and his son's house. , company and several frequently visited places, we are now downstairs of the target's house... Yes, we will report to you anytime we find out!"
Liao Gang hung up the call and waved his hand flatly: "Go!"
dong dong dong! dong dong dong!
"Who is it?"
dong dong dong! !
An old lady pushed open the security door, but before she could react, several detectives had already pressed her down and quickly squeezed in: "Hey you!—"
Liao Gang walked out of the house and stood at the door of the living room with his hands behind his back.
The decoration of the whole home is antique, the rosewood Duobao Pavilion is decorated with various jade wares, and the TV on the wall broadcasts the evening news. An old man was sitting on a mahogany sofa with newspapers spread on the coffee table in front of him. He shot a stern look behind his reading glasses: "What are you doing? Are you here to raid the house?"
Liao Gang didn't answer. At this moment, a criminal policeman came hurriedly from the study and handed him the photo frame in his hand: "Vice Liao! Look!"
In the photo, seven or eight students crowded around the old man on the sofa in front of him. The young man closest to him was slightly fatter, with a bright smile and a bright black mole on his eyebrows.
Below the photo is a row of gilded words: XX Institute of Social Sciences Internship Completion and Survival.
"Chen Lao," Liao Gang gently threw the photo in front of Chen Yuanliang, and said condescendingly, "Come with us."