The next day, Saturday.
"So why did you go back to Yundian?" Bu Chonghua walked through the supermarket's dazzling array of imported food shelves, took two bags of mint-flavored chocolate balls and threw them into the cart: "Just to take a look at the drug dealers he had caught before. What does it look like?"
Wu Yu crossed his elbows on the cart armrest, hunched his back like some kind of big wild cat, pushed the cart and followed behind Bu Chonghua, his black and white eyes fell into the cart along with the chocolate balls , and there was a "uh" sound in his throat.
Saturday is the time when the shopping malls are the most crowded, but the supermarket on the first floor is relatively deserted. There is no other reason. This kind of place where adding the word "organic" after the trademark dares to double the price, except for the surname Bu. Normal people don't like to take advantage of this kind of bullying.
Bu Chonghua suddenly stood still, turned his head and stared at Wu Yu condescendingly: "Why, just out of curiosity?"
Wu Yu blurted out: "That must..."
Bu Chonghua's eyes narrowed slightly.
Bu Chonghua, no matter how stern, arrogant and defiant his reputation is, the school-level face cannot be faked, especially the raised eyebrows, the bottom-up angle, and the straight nose that does not look real. Yes, the jaw line was as tight as a violin bow, and even the slightest pursing of the thin lips was clear and subtle.
At that moment, the keen intuition honed by more than ten years of life and death saved Wu Yu: "That must not be possible!"
"… "
"I went back to personally send him down to meet the person I admire the most. After all, June is almost here, and it's not enough to express my love for my idol if I don't fly in person," Wu Yu swallowed: "Religious."
Bu Chonghua asked suspiciously, "Isn't your goddess Yui Hatano?"
"Yes, I also have a male god." Wu Yu said solemnly: "Lin Zexu."
Bu Chonghua: "..."
Bu Chonghua looked up and down Wu Yu with an overturned look. The latter stood up straight and held out his chest implicitly. The cream stain on the front of his T-shirt was particularly obvious this morning.
"How many drug dealers have you caught before?" Bu Chonghua suddenly asked.
"what?"
Wu Yu was a little bit stunned by the question, and he had not finished counting one, two, three, four, when he saw Bu Chonghua suddenly smile, and the chill was overflowing: "Sentence one to tell you to fly back once, and sentence to two to tell you to fly back twice, yes. Don't you have to fly to Yundian for every sentence in the future? After that, will the detachment specially give you menstrual leave, so that there are so many days every month that it is inconvenient to come to work?"
A glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in Wu Yu's eyes: "Are you paid?"
"What do you think?"
"...Forget it, people can't even give up the attendance award for their idols." Wu Yu immediately said solemnly: "Captain, don't worry, the male god is with you, I choose you."
Bu Chonghua stared at Wu Yu for a long time, and the latter returned with a clear and firm gaze.
"You'd better remember that you chose me." Bu Chonghua finally said lightly after a long while, his tone seemed a little weird for some reason, then turned his head and walked forward.
Wu Yu hurriedly pushed the cart to keep up, only to hear two pops, Bu Chonghua took two packages of expensive imported dim sum from the shelf, and threw them into the shopping cart without looking back.
According to Wu Yu's meaning, an adult male subordinate can't eat and drink at the leader's house day and night, so he set a deadline for himself. go home. And before the case was solved in 502, it was because the leader worked overtime too fiercely, and the subordinates didn't have a car. It was too troublesome and unsafe to go back to your small house in the middle of the night in the middle of the night.
As for the issue of eating, Wu Yu thought very well: Although the rent could not be afforded, he could pay for the food, otherwise it would be as if he was eating a soft meal from Buzhonghua.
Bu Chonghua was noncommittal about the idea of soft rice, but hoped that he would carefully consider the proposal of paying for food before making a decision, so the two went to the supermarket where Bu Chonghua usually buys food on Saturday.
Wu Yu turned his pockets in front of the cashier, turned his head to look at Bu Chonghua, Bu Chonghua stared at him expressionlessly with his arms folded over his chest, like a judge who was about to give points at the Cannes Film Festival.
"..." The atmosphere was unpredictable and unpredictable for a while, Wu Yu finally rubbed his nose with his index finger and asked weakly, "Captain, can you give me some soft rice for a few days?"
Bu Chonghua raised his eyebrows, passed the organic vegetables, imported fruits, two pounds of frozen silver cod, two pounds of deep-sea crayfish, four boxes of tofu, and two dozen eggs in the shopping cart through the self-service scanner, and pointed at the screen. The figures said: "If you eat soft rice normally, it should be this standard of living."
Then he scanned two boxes of chocolate balls, two packs of imported snacks, eight packs of pure marshmallows, and two boxes of hardcover butter cookies, pointed to the new total on the display with a flat single-digit extra, and said, "This standard of living , it's almost called an unspoken rule, are you okay?"
Wu Yu pinched his nose and looked at the shopping bag for a long time, and finally made up his mind: "Captain, Brother Liao is your big house. If there is no problem with Brother Liao, I will be fine."
As the deputy of the Nancheng Detachment, Liao Gang is a dignified deputy director of criminal investigation. He serves his parents-in-law - the shrewd and difficult Song Bureau seat and the literary and artistic senior Xu Bureau seat; the assistant master of the middle school - always works overtime until three o'clock in the morning. The leader of the detachment; the next child to raise the young son - a group of cubs of the criminal investigation detachment who are so hungry all day long, wholesale two boxes of braised eggs and ham sausages that can be dried in three days; they are virtuous and virtuous, and they are generous, and there should be no problem. .
So Bu Chonghua got the unspoken Wu Yu qualification with a few packets of snacks inexplicably, and it was rumored that he didn't know how the brains of Yundian and the big drug lords in the Golden Triangle would be filled with emotion.
The two walked out of the supermarket carrying shopping bags one after the other. Wu Yu had a bulging face and a chocolate ball in his mouth, and asked vaguely: "Next Monday after the procuratorate's formalities, it is time to start investigating Nian Xiaoping and Gao Baokang. The murder case, do you have time to cook at home after buying so many vegetables?"
Bu Chonghua said, "I'll let you have it."
"..." Wu Yu said in his heart that he was soft-hearted and short-handed, let's do it.
Coming out of the supermarket on the first floor, the luxury brand hall on the first floor of the mall is crowded with people, everyone is dressed in bright clothes, and the large mirrored floor tiles reflect crystal lights. Wu Yu is an abrupt outlier, with an old T-shirt, big shorts, beach slippers, carrying a bag of chocolate snacks indifferently, and looking like a private driver who accompanies the young master to go shopping; however, he is indeed very good-looking, with impeccable eyebrows and eyes. The facial features are distinct and clear, but anyone who notices them will take a second look, and there are girls giggling and passing by, throwing shy and curious eyes.
Bu Chonghua had also taken Wu Yu out before, but it was only on business trips to handle cases. In the midst of a bunch of criminal police officers who often didn’t take a bath for a few days, even if you were the number one police officer in China, you wouldn’t be able to show it; only Meng Zhao occasionally With his extra tolerance and kindness, he can barely remind everyone that Wu Yu is a handsome guy.
But when he got outside, Bu Chonghua felt firsthand that this boy surnamed Wu had a very high rating in the eyes of women. In just a few short walks, three groups of beauty and skin care products cabinet sisters from different brands took the initiative to come. Trial pack delivered.
Bu Chonghua himself has also been hiding in disguise. Although the longest is only a few months, he can be regarded as an undercover in ordinary people's perception. He knows that although it is widely rumored that undercover agents must be mediocre, featureless, and best thrown into the crowd, they can't be found, but in reality, when someone is really urgently needed to perform a task, he can barely pick one of his abilities, qualities, political scrutiny, and loyalty. All those who meet the requirements will burn high incense. The beauty and ugliness are basically not considered, unless the beauty is to the extent that celebrities take to the streets and cause traffic jams.
Although Wu Yu didn't reach that level, the rate of return should not be underestimated. If Zhang Boming's latent plan was so large and intense, then he should have had a long time to choose slowly. Why did he finally choose Wu Yu, who was more handsome than he is now thirteen years ago
Bu Chonghua finally couldn't bear it anymore when the little girl in the fourth group was chatting and pointed and looked at Wu Yu with a shy smile.
"Wear it." He suddenly stood still, his face was cold and unwavering, he took off the sunglasses on his shirt, opened it, and slapped Wu Yu's face involuntarily, then took the shopping bag from his hand: "I put the vegetables in When you get in the back of the car, don't follow. There is a bookstore on the second floor of the mall, you wait for me at the entrance of the bookstore, and we'll go to the restaurant upstairs for dinner later."
The frame slid down the bridge of his nose, and Wu Yu immediately held down the pair of sunglasses, which at first glance cost two zeros more than his full outfit: "I bought so many dishes, why don't you go home to cook?"
Bu Chonghua said: "There is a restaurant upstairs that has bought two wild saury. I heard that they will be kept in advance in the future. Why don't you eat it? If you don't eat it, we can go home and make scrambled eggs with chives."
Wu Yu: "!"
Saury!
Wu Yu stepped back three steps, as if a wild snow leopard that had entered human society by mistake suddenly turned into a domestic cat, and every pore on his body exuded the tame, submissive, well-behaved, and honest atmosphere when he first joined the detachment: "Good captain. , I'll wait for your captain."
Bu Chonghua was carrying two heavy shopping bags, unable to raise his hand to face him, so he turned his head and walked away.
Take Wu Yu to buy a bunch of things that are missing, send him to the bookstore to kill some time, and then take him to eat saury, for Wu Yu, there is no arrangement for his birthday, and it is on the list of "the most perfect day in life". Could be in the top 50.
Bu Chonghua packed the vegetables he bought into the trunk of the car, went back to the mall and went upstairs. Sure enough, Wu Yu did not wait for him at the "door" of the bookstore as he said. Entering the door of the bookstore and looking in, as expected, he was standing in the middle of the fantasy novel area, holding an unknown book in his hand.
Bu Chonghua was about to go through the rows of bookshelves to find him, when suddenly his eyes swept across something and caught a glimpse of a corner of the new book display stand beside him.
"Constitutional Reflections on Homosexuality".
Heart palpitations from out of nowhere penetrated the nerves like electricity, and Bu Chonghua almost mechanically took two steps forward, then stopped again. At that moment, his blood flow became very fast, rushing towards the end of his fingers, but his heart suddenly raised to the throat, as if a mouth was about to pop out.
There are many people in the bookstore on Saturday, students shuttle, running children, parents with big bags, and even young people on dates. No one noticed this side, no one noticed that he might have a hint of a stiff face, no one could hear the thumping heartbeat in his throat.
It seemed like several minutes had passed, but in fact it was only a brief moment, and Bu Chonghua finally took a step back and stretched out his hand to the bookshelf.
The background was obviously still very noisy. On the other side of the bookshelf, the couple quarreled in a low voice and the students with schoolbags continued to complain. After a few rows of bookshelves, the children stomped on the ground and ran, attracting exhausted scolding from their parents. He looked at the young man with dissatisfaction; but the moment his fingertips touched the cover, he felt that everyone's movements had stopped, and countless sights from all directions shot in the air, like overwhelming arrows, pinning him on the spot—
"team leader!"
Bu Chonghua's whole body was shaken like an electric shock, and he withdrew his hand in an instant, his face was not revealed at all, and his heart was beating wildly.
The noisy background of the bookstore continued, and Wu Yu looked up to find him, put down the fantasy light novel in his hand, and strode over.
Bu Chonghua put his hand in his pocket, stepped forward to meet him, and swallowed his dry saliva.
"Wait." At this moment, Wu Yu seemed to catch a glimpse of something, and suddenly he took two steps, patted Bu Chonghua's shoulder to signal him to move away, then passed by, and went straight to the bookstore by the door of a quick receptionist. In front of the young man who picked up the mobile phone: "Hello, sorry, can you delete the photo?"
Bu Chonghua's forehead suddenly jumped.
The young man who took the candid photo was only in his early twenties. He looked like a college student with a sports backpack. He was tall and had a youthful and handsome face, but at this time he was full of shyness and embarrassment: "Yes, I'm sorry, I just..."
Bu Chonghua hurried forward and grabbed the college student's hand. He was not as gentle and polite as Wu Yu: "Where's the phone? Take it out!"
The seriousness of the front-line criminal policeman instantly frightened the boy to the brink of shyness, and the boy almost didn't shudder: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I really didn't—"
Bu Chonghua had already pressed his thumb to unlock it, Wu Yu opened the recently sent message and swiped, then opened the album and was stunned.
He found out the angle of the camera just now, and thought the boy was secretly photographing Bu Chonghua, so when he patted Bu Chonghua on the shoulder and told him to wait, he was still a little mocking and joking.
- Who knows he was wrong, the eight or nine consecutive candid photos in the album are all of himself.
Bu Chonghua's face was sinking like water, and he motioned to Wu Yu: "Look at him, I'll call someone to come over." Immediately after taking out his mobile phone, he was about to call the security team of the police station in his jurisdiction.
"I'm sorry brother, I'm sorry! I don't dare any more!" The boy heard his words and looked at his aura again, thinking that he was provoking the underworld boss, and panicked on the spot: "I'm just a student, it's just that I want to get acquainted, can I delete it now? I will delete it now!…”
"Getting acquainted?"
The boy stole his eyes and looked at Wu Yu, with a look of tears on his face: "I... I just saw this classmate shopping alone, I thought he was still... He was still single, and I didn't dare to strike up a conversation directly, for fear of being hit or beaten. Going out, thinking about posting, posting to the school's anonymous dating wall, who knows..."
Bu Chonghua: "..."
Wu Yu: "..."
Bu Chonghua scolded: "Which school? Take out the student ID card!"
The boy looked at it as if he had any social experience, and when he was startled, Ma Liu took out his student ID card. It was really a junior in the sports department of a nearby university.
"So you two are a couple?" the boy asked with a sad face.
Bu Chonghua didn't say a word, and his face was a little strange, but his cold-hearted aura had been on the rise for a long time, and no one could see a strange clue from his stern and handsome appearance.
Wu Yu sighed, handed back the cell phone that had emptied the photos to the boy, put his hands on Bu Chonghua's shoulder and said, "No, I'm the thug of this young master's family. If the young master's face was wrong just now, I should rush up and cut you."
Boy: "..."
"You are wrong. Men can't have children. If everyone is like you, the Chinese population should be wiped out, and the Americans will come in." Wu Yu paused, then changed the conversation and said seriously: "Have a great weekend. Time, it's time to study, study, work, work, young people, don't think about falling in love all day long, when you get to my age, you will find out... People who can't afford a house to fall in love are just a waste of time, haha Go back to school to read."
Judging from the boy's face, he probably really was about to cry.
Wu Yu shook his head, just hooked Bu Chonghua's shoulder, turned around and walked away.
It wasn't until he left the bookstore that Bu Chonghua took out his mobile phone and made a call, asking the security team to immediately send someone over to watch the boy's follow-up actions. After a while, the first floor patrolman caught up and found his target in the crowded shopping mall without much effort. He replied that the boy had been depressed for a while, and then wandered around to find someone to talk to.
Wu Yu didn't say anything, but he touched his face, maybe he thought it was interesting.
"You really didn't look for a partner because you couldn't afford a house?" Bu Chonghua asked flatly, looking forward.
Wu Yu laughed at himself: "What kind of partner are you looking for, I'm like this, I'm doing well by myself."
He is usually a little behind Bu Chonghua by half a step. It should be a habit formed when he was undercover, and he is not used to walking in front of people. But Bu Chonghua has discovered that if there is something worth looking forward to and exciting, he will happily take half a step ahead of himself, for example, now like setting out to eat saury.
Bu Chonghua looked at his relaxed profile, and suddenly asked, "Then if you meet someone and don't mind being implicated or even in danger if you are with you?"
Wu Yu's footsteps seemed to pause.
Bu Chonghua's hands were in the pockets of his trousers, stabbing into the flesh of his palms unnoticed.
Then he saw Wu Yu laugh, raised his head and closed his eyes, the countless indescribable emotions in his eyes were all covered up, and the curvature of the corners of his lips seemed to be a little happy.
"Then I'll write this person as my heir," he said.
Bu Chonghua's expression changed slightly.
"Is the saury steamed?" Wu Yu turned his head and asked, licking his lips expectantly.
Bu Chonghua withdrew his gaze, his expression remained unchanged, he pointed to the front and motioned for him to follow, and then strode towards the restaurant on the top floor of the shopping mall.
Meanwhile, on the second floor of the mall.
The plainclothes patrolmen in the crowd withdrew, and they should have gone back downstairs to continue patrolling.
The college boy took a few WeChat messages he had just struck up a conversation with, walked into the toilet humming a little tune, got into the cubicle without turning his head, and locked the door. At that moment, his expression suddenly became gloomy. He took out another mobile phone from the bag and unlocked it with the code.
On the screen is Wu Yu.
He had just entered the bookstore and was facing the camera sideways, reaching out to a certain galaxy fantasy light novel on the bookshelf with one hand, taking off his sunglasses with the other, revealing half of his graceful eyebrows.
Destroyed several drug lord syndicates in the Golden Triangle, forced the famous Marinaya Trench to go offline for a whole year, and even the legendary shark was still fond of the undercover "painter" that he never forgot - so it looks like this
There was a trace of complacency and ridicule on the face of the "college boy", and he thought to himself, "It's just that."
The legend has grown old, and it is the turn of a younger generation to take over the underworld.
He selected the picture, clicked send, and sent it successfully after two seconds. While holding down the voice button, he pressed the toilet flush, and gently sent out a five-character voice message in the sound of water splashing:
"Do you want to do it, Sister Yin?"