Swallowing the Seas

Chapter 65

Views:

This person, Bu Chonghua, looks so cold and ruthless, but his palm is warm and dry, and there is a little calluses in his palm that have been rubbed against the back of Wu Yu's hand.

"Huh?" He asked again, chasing Wu Yu's erratic gaze: "What the hell do you think?"

Although it was a questioning, Bu Chonghua's tone was not tough and urgent, on the contrary, he was patient, gentle and earnest, giving the illusion that they were just a couple who were in love with each other and were discussing marriage head to head.

Wu Yu lowered his head and finally said dully: "...I didn't think much about it."

"Then what do you mean by avoiding me?"

"Also... it doesn't make any sense."

Only one long and one short breath could be heard in the pantry, and after a while, Bu Chonghua asked gently, "Then we have no status at all?"

Wu Yu didn't say a word, stared at the ground under his feet, and took a long time to say, "You are a very good leader."

Enough is enough, Wu Yu thought to himself, this attitude of being stupid and stunned should have made people want to slap him in the face.

But Bu Chonghua didn't do that. Instead, he was more gentle. He even lowered his head slightly and put his lips against Wu Yu's cold cheek, and asked in a low voice, "Do you need a little more time to consider your opinion of me?"

Wu Yu has never been so close to anyone since he was a baby. His hands are full of old wounds, his palms are covered with fine scars left by blades, and his fingers that have been cracked countless times are rough. These hands have never been held so carefully and tenderly, as if knowing that they would feel pain, would feel cold, and would have been unable to restrain a slight tremor from fear and despair.

His throat was so dry that he wanted to swallow, but there seemed to be a sour lump in his throat.

- If he took the initiative to step forward at this time, even if he only took a step forward, Bu Chonghua would immediately hug him tightly, just like the beautiful and warm dream last night.

But when the clock strikes midnight, all illusions will fade, all disguises will be stripped away, and man is destined to wake up from a dream; like Cinderella running out of the palace, without a pumpkin-turned-carriage and a burning stove, she You can only force yourself to rush into an unknown, cruel reality.

"...No need." Wu Yu lowered his eyes and said hoarsely, "I don't have any thoughts about you, but I may have caused you some... misunderstandings. I actually... "

Bu Chonghua's face changed slightly.

Just at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, quickly approaching from far to near, Wang Jiuling said urgently: "The surname is Bu! Hey, Bu Chonghua!"

The two let go of their hands like lightning, and when Bu Chonghua turned around, Wang Jiuling hurriedly pushed open the hidden door, and was stunned: "Hey? Xiao Wu is also there?"

Bu Chonghua's evil fire rushed to the top of his head: "What are you doing?!"

"Hey, you'll have dinner later, come over to the office." Wang Jiuling didn't notice the strange atmosphere, and hurriedly said: "Lin Fang is running a search script on several e-commerce platforms at the same time, and just found the first advertisement for the sale of human bone helmets. !"

"—The Ancient Tea Horse Road," Lin Gang opened a new page similar to Taobao in the technical team's office and explained, "Because the traffic of domestic products is relatively small, it is the fastest to search, and several other e-commerce platforms are still there. What about loading?"

If the Mariana Trench is a dark version of eBay, then "The Ancient Tea Horse Road" is obviously a dark version of Taobao, and the two are comparable in degree of copycat. However, unlike Taobao, darknet e-commerce does not need to use bright and rich art designs to improve user stickiness. The entire page is black on a white background, and at the top is a line of bold headlines: [Tibetan Bon sect Tantric Skull Artifact Relics] The main Tibetan area of the corpse forest is personally passed down to those who are destined to enter], followed by a line of small characters: [Status: Unsold]. At the bottom are a few pictures of the product descriptions, which are very clear, and are no different from the human bone helmets copied by experts from the Municipal Bureau based on He Xingxing's description.

Wang Jiuling asked suspiciously, "Why is there no price?"

"Some sellers have to send private messages to the back-end first, and then they will offer the price after the private message is negotiated." Lin Fang thought for a while, and then made an analogy: "It's a bit like the Wangwang version that burns after reading it, so it is difficult for us to extract the chat on the dark web. Record."

Wang Jiuling didn't know how serious it was, when the computer beeped a few times, and Lin Fang was refreshed: "Come on! AlphaBay found out the keywords of human bone helmets, Dream Market also has them, and the net of these people is quite large, even the Russian darknet. RAMP didn't let it go, and he was too anxious to shoot... Wait."

His cursor paused, only to see a prompt from the script in the lower right corner of the screen, clearly reflected in his eyes.

"... Mariana Trench," he muttered, his voice soft and startled: "There is a buyer's review."

This buyer dares to comment!

Everyone's expression changed, even Wu Yu, who had been staying in the corner since entering the office and deliberately avoiding Bu Chonghua, was shocked and looked up suddenly.

I saw Lin Fang's fingers flying on the keyboard. After a while, he opened the Mariana Trench webpage, and the empty and ferocious skulls rushed to his face, and then a message appeared at the bottom of the webpage:

[The goods are in very good condition and are genuine and correct, but the logistics is slow, and I hope to improve next time.]

[Rating 5Star Date 28May Review by Baosan]

Bu Chonghua stared at the Review by, an indescribable sense of absurdity and weirdness flooded into his mind at the same time: "Qinchuan?!"

·

"Impossible!" Yan Yan stepped out of the elevator with a firm tone: "Not to mention that this kid won't easily cross the border, he was already taken away by a group of armed groups when the 502 case happened, it is impossible for Qin Chuan to kill him. The murderer of Xiaoping and Gao Baokang!"

The two brothers walked like the wind, Wu Yu followed behind, and several times they wanted to go back to the big office unobtrusively, but they were all pulled back by Bu Chonghua without turning his head: "How do you know it's impossible? Nian Xiaoping slashed. The death hit the heart, Gao Baokang was torn apart without a trace, and even Chen Yuanliang, who is now lying on the dissection table, is a neat and professional technique, and the murderer looks like an experienced veteran!"

Yan Yan suddenly stopped in front of the interrogation room, stared at Bu Chonghua, and said word by word, "Because Qin Chuan is not a veteran."

Bu Chonghua folded his arms.

"Qin Chuan has never personally killed anyone in his life, except for two times, one is his father and the other is me." Yan Yan said: "But he didn't actually want to kill his father or me, which led to the final result. Embarrassed. More importantly, he has a special emotional inclination towards women and will not hurt a defenseless little girl like Nian Xiaoping."

Bu Chonghua shook his head, probably giving up arguing with his cousin, and gestured to Wu Yu without being able to refuse: "Go to the monitoring room." Then he raised his chin to Yan Yan: "Was it Qin Chuan who did it? We'll find out later."

Yan Yan spread his hands, and Bu Chonghua pushed open the door of the interrogation room and walked in.

"team leader!"

"Step Detachment!"

Meng Zhao, Cai Lin, and others in the interrogation room stood up one after another. The numb shadow in the iron chair was startled, and they looked up. Half of their chubby and puffy face was exposed to the light coming in from the iron window.

It was Diao Jianfa.

"... What?" The former high-ranking cult "teacher" has been quickly destroyed by the prison disaster, his spirit, health, and voice have been quickly destroyed. Only the end note is sharp and fierce, and he barely supports a little shelf: "Inexplicably, I was brought up from the detention center to hang out. After a long time, even the detachment leader has come over in person, is it that I am going to be sentenced to death directly?"

Bu Chonghua stopped and stared down at the haggard face across an iron table: "No, you have good news."

good news

Diao Jianfa was stunned for a moment, and then a sarcastic smile appeared: "Oh? You finally found out my grievance, and are you going to let me go?"

He is not wronged, and he has already confessed his guilt. This is purely deliberately disgusting. But unexpectedly, Bu Chonghua only stared at him and said lightly, "Yes, that's right."

For a moment, Diao Jianfa thought he had heard it wrong.

"You are now on bail pending trial. You can leave the detention center and go home from today, congratulations."

Diao Jianfa couldn't believe his ears, shock and ecstasy rushed to the top of his head at the same time, and he almost jumped up from the iron chair in an instant - but then the rattling metal shackles evoked his few sober, dark and depressing interrogation In the room, everyone looked at him with a half-smile, as if waiting for a good show to be staged.

"No... Impossible, Impossible!" Diao Jianfa's face trembled with fat, his eyes wandered from the surly faces of the clerks: "Who helped me apply for bail pending trial? This kind of murder, this kind of murder Can you still apply for bail pending trial?!”

Bu Chonghua said: "No one helped you apply, we took the initiative to do it."

"What... what? What do you mean?"

No one said a word in the whole room, but Diao Jianfa suddenly found that the eyes they exchanged secretly were full of indescribable ridicule. Only the only female policewoman, Meng Zhao, had a look of unbearable expression on her face, but she hadn't opened her mouth yet. He was interrupted by Bu Chonghua: "It's not interesting, you can go."

Diao Jianfa was in a state of surprise, but the intern police officer stepped forward to help him unfasten the handcuffs, and immediately put his personal belongings on the table one by one. Even his mobile phone was fully charged and placed in front of him on purpose.

"… "

"Let's go," Bu Chonghua raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

Diao Jianfa is extremely cruel and cunning, and it is precisely because of this that he never believes that the pie can be freed from the sky, let alone that Bu Chonghua will kindly help him do this kind of thing that usually requires his father to sue his grandmother and send a red envelope. of bail pending trial. He stood up trembling, his mind was pounding, his swollen legs from the detention could hardly support his body, he instinctively grabbed his phone and glanced at the missed calls and messages.

This is the first time he has touched his mobile phone since his arrest.

hum! hum! Buzzing - countless news jumped out one after another, followed by a jingle, Jinhai headlines were updated, and a pop-up window popped up:

[Jinhai burst! Bloody corpses were found in the garbage dump, and the police have confirmed that the famous scholar Chen Yuanliang was killed!]

[There is no clue to the murder case, the police suspect that it is related to vendetta, and are currently collecting clues from the whole society!]

boom!

The phone fell heavily on the table, and Diao Jianfa was trembling all over. When he spoke, his teeth creaked: "Is Chen Lao dead?"

No one answered him.

"Why did Chen Lao die? Who is it - no, it's impossible, he knows that Chen Lao can't say it, and Chen Lao doesn't need to say it at all... Why? Why kill?!"

Diao Jianfa couldn't stand, staggered and fell back into the iron chair, his distracted eyes suddenly met the indifferent and mean gaze of the police, he immediately shuddered, and suddenly came to his senses: "You—you did this on purpose?!"

"You can't find the murderer, so you want to let me go fishing—?!"

Bu Chonghua took a breath, turned around and put his hands on the edge of the table, raised his eyebrows: "Now you know you're afraid?"

Diao Jianfa's eyes were cracked, but Bu Chonghua's indifferent light-colored pupils were full of undisguised ridicule.

"Then when I asked Li Hongxi how to log in to the dark web, and posted advertisements for human skulls on the Ancient Tea Horse Road, AlphaBay, and the Mariana Trench, how could I not be afraid when professional killers were called from the dark web as buyers?"

"me… "

"When you sold Chen Yuanliang's first two human bone artifacts to 'Bao San' two years ago, and got more than 600,000 black money through the underground bank, did you know that Bao San's true identity is a Class A wanted criminal of the Ministry of Public Security? Why didn't you feel scared at that time?"

"I..." Diao Jianfa's face quickly faded away.

"It's too late to be afraid now. Your life is worthless compared to a Grade A wanted criminal. If you can help us catch him, you deserve to die."

Diao Jianfa opened his trembling mouth, unable to utter a word.

"Throw him out to me." Bu Chonghua turned around and made a gesture without looking back: "This 'bait' is quite valuable, so send someone to watch it 24 hours a day."

"Yes!"

The two criminal policemen came up and dragged Diao Jianfa, but the cult teacher had collapsed, shrank in the iron chair like a pile of dead flesh, and when he pulled it down, he fell directly to the ground: "No, you can't let me go, you can't let me go. I said, I said, I said, you can't let me go! Ah, let me go!!"

Diao Jianfa frantically waved his hands to break free from the detective, rolled and crawled on the ground, and was about to hug Bu Chonghua's trousers: "You guys are killing people! It's intentional murder! Let me go, I said, I said, I didn't invite the murderer. Yes, it's Chen Yuanliang! Chen Yuanliang was silenced because only he knew who the murderer was!"

The interrogation room was eerily quiet, only Diao Jianfa was twitching on the ground, making a ho-ho, chaotic and meaningless gasping sound in his throat.

Bu Chonghua's figure was straight and indifferent, only his eyes drooped slightly, and he looked at Diao Jianfa at his feet, like a master in control of life and death looking down at the choking garbage at his feet, and finally said lightly after a while:

"—When you say the murderer, you mean 'Bao San'?"

Diao Jianfa gasped in despair, opened his mouth a few times in front of everyone's eyes, and then struggled to squeeze out his voice: "No, no, this time I didn't sell it to him... yes... it's a 'shark'."

Bu Chonghua frowned.

"'Shark' saw the human bone helmet from the dark web, so he sent a broker nicknamed 'Sanqi' to Jinhai to buy it. That person happened to be an old acquaintance with Chen Yuanliang." Diao Jian trembled and said, "The broker relies on this. The relationship kept the price very low, we said we didn't want to do this business with him, who knows... Who knows that in order to take away the human bone helmet, he went to find that little bitch named Gao, and then killed him again Gao Baokang, now he dares to kill Chen Yuanliang in order to keep his mouth shut! He is simply insane!"

The detectives looked at each other, each with a shock that could not be concealed.

"We can't fight him. The person behind him is the dark web and the shark," Diao Jianfa swallowed, his voice trembling like autumn leaves: "It's the 'shark' in the Mariana Trench!"

Outside the single-sided glass, Yan Yan suddenly turned around sensitively: "What's wrong with you?"

Wu Yu's back was pressed against the wall, his pupils dilated rapidly, his face was cold and pale, and after a while he spat out a few words: "It's nothing."

Yan Yan looked at him for a moment, then frowned and asked, "Are you really okay?"

"… "

shark.

Wu Yu lowered his head and stared at his hands. The endless cold sea water poured into his lungs, and quickly rushed into his nose along the blood vessels and esophagus—

He saw that the hands were covered with blood, and the ten fingers were bruised with blue veins due to excessive force, and he was firmly grasping the arm of a blond white man; The tip of the dagger was no more than half an inch from his eyeball:

"... That gap in the encirclement, the unlocked door of the underground garage, you reserved it for yourself, right?"

Wu Yu didn't answer, he could only hear his hoarse and tired gasps in his memory, and the sirens were flying through the billowing smoke in the distance.

"Why, eh?" The shark exerted force, the tip of the knife touched his eyelashes, and the sharp blade reflected the twisted smile of the world-famous drug lord: "—Actually, you have also done a lot of things that you dare not be discovered by the police, Isn't it? Actually, you also have some secrets that you are afraid of being discovered by your own people, don't you?!"

"Tell me, right, painter?!"

Bang!

Wu Yu suddenly exerted his strength, the dagger brushed past his face, blood splashed, and cut into the tree trunk several inches behind him!

The two lost their balance at the same time as the sawdust splashed. Wu Yu grabbed the dagger and slammed the shark on the ground. The next second the blade hit his throat, but his arm was blocked by the shark's teeth at the last minute!

The situation between the two sides of the wrestling changed suddenly, the shark's bloodshot pupils stared at Wu Yu like a snake, and suddenly he gasped and laughed: "Follow me, painter. No matter who you were or what you did, only I can give you the real freedom, true..." He softly seduced each word, saying, "Freedom forever."

Wu Yu seemed to hear some extremely ridiculous joke: "Just you?"

The shark stared into his eyes.

"...I'll tell you a secret, they were never my 'my own'." Wu Yu said with a smile on and off, blood dripping from his chest, "I hate two kinds of people the most in this world, the first is Drug dealers, the second is the police. Only when you are all gone can I be truly free."

The shark's face changed, and the blade gradually approached his throat in the stalemate—

"Go to hell." The frantic pleasure of revenge flashed in Wu Yu's eyes, "Go down with the dead me."

"!"

The shark's pupils widened dramatically, his hands were no longer strong, and he watched as the blade chopped down his throat!