"… help… "
"… help!"
"Help us—"
The sky is brightly lit, next second.
Boom-long!
Trees were torn down, soil slopes were leveled, and silent explosions rushed in all directions. The body parts and broken bones in camouflage suits, accompanied by a rain of blood, crashed into the woods outside the village, as if a torrential rain had fallen.
A child stood there dumbfounded, looking up at the black smoke billowing sky, a few drops of liquid splashed from the sky onto his face, slowly dripping rust and sticky blood.
The smoke of gunpowder gradually dissipated, and the blood-seeded fields became darker, full of swaying poppies. The child looked back blankly. He saw villagers carrying stretchers walking hard on the mountain road not far away. Everyone was in rags, with numbness and fear on their familiar faces. On the stretcher was a blood-stained man in camouflage uniform. The wounded man, his breathless eyes glanced inadvertently, and fell on the child's black and white eyes.
Like lightning flashing through his mind, the child realizes what happened next, and is suddenly overwhelmed with extreme panic—
Put him down now!
You can't save him, you can't save him at all!
But he couldn't cry out, and all the sorrows in the dark were locked in that small body. He could only do his best to run forward with the crowd on his short legs. Running and running, he saw the man on the stretcher trying his best to raise his body. His cloudy eyes passed through the crowd and looked at him, and then he slowly opened and closed his mouth. Black blood kept pouring out of his mouth.
The child stopped, and every mouth shape of the man was reflected in his trembling pupils, he was asking:
"—Aren't you going to avenge me?"
The rust-smelling wind passed through the woods, a cauldron was burning in the clearing, and after the steaming heat was the cry of despair on the face of every villager. The child stood under the tree, and he couldn't remember how many rounds he had vomited. He gritted his teeth and endured the sharp pain in his internal organs. He desperately reached out to reach the blood-soaked camouflage suit on the branch of the tree. I came down and hugged it into my arms, wanting to spread it out and wear it on myself.
- He once wanted to get it so much, all the painful endurance and ups and downs in this life were all to get that tattered and worthless clothes.
But he really couldn't reach it, no matter how hard he tried to stand on tiptoe, his skinny fingertips were always so short.
The thin cries in the wind rose and fell one after another, and were swept up into the gloomy and gray sky, and the ghosts lingered on this land for a long time. He heard whimpering through the splattering poppy fields in the distance, through the turbid steam from the cauldron, through the blood-stained jagged branches of the camouflage; But helpless, he asked, "Aren't you going to avenge me?"
Do you forget it
The fire crackled and burned the wooden beams, illuminating the two motionless figures in the pool of blood. Shouting, yelling, and chaotic footsteps came from outside the house, and beams of headlights swayed in the dark night, and were immediately hidden behind the blazing fire.
"Dad, Mom..." The smaller child in the child's arms was twitching all over. He could only put his palm into the child's mouth, using this action in vain to prevent him from crying: "Mom... I my mother…”
His mother lay lifeless on the ground, her eyes were frozen wide, and she looked at the child in the crevice of the closet. The jumping firelight reflected on her face, making her seem alive, even opening her cold mouth a little bit, slowly asking word by word, "Why didn't you save us in time?"
The child gasped in fear.
"Why can't you run as fast as you can, and run faster, to wake us up?"
The child closed his eyes tightly. He covered the more fragile city doll in his arms with both hands, unable to cover his ears, he could only shiver hard and bury his head in his knees, but it was useless.
The resentful face of the young mother was deeply etched into her mind, and she even climbed up from the pool of blood on the ground, her sparkling eyes full of sorrow: "You saved our children, how can you not avenge us?"
"How could you just walk away, how could you not avenge us?!"
No, I can't, I've tried—
The child hugged his head exhaustedly, his black and thin fingers were trembling constantly, and his ten fingernails were full of bloodshots.
I really tried my best-
At that moment, the child's figure was raised, his hands and feet became longer, and the torches threw the boy's figure on the wall of the tunnel; not far away, there was a loud noise, and the airflow rushed him into the air, and the underground tunnel collapsed suddenly, throwing the dungeon, torture tools, and scolding people. The sound and the flying bullets were buried in the ground.
He hugged the person in his arms tightly. In the pain, he couldn't tell which part of the blood on his body belonged to each other. Only hot tears fell on his face in series, as if even his heart, liver and heart were turning into thick blood. Weeping from his eyes.
"...Let's go..." He heard that person's familiar voice gradually weaken, only the last shred of hope barely supported every word, and said, "Don't mind me, go..."
Wu Yu could no longer feel the pain, and there was a rumbling sound in his ears. He knew that it was his own hysterical cry.
"You have to go forward, you can't stop, you can't look back for anything... You have to remember that you can't avenge anyone if you want to live..."
"You have to go forward, forever and ever... Go forward, don't look back."
The parents in the pool of blood were engulfed by the flames, the blood dripping camouflage clothes turned into thousands of ashes, and the wind blew into the sky. That yellow-faced, skinny child ran barefoot, through the blazing village, through the devastated land, through the vast sea of people and thousands of hectares of thorns, to the blood-grey sky at the end of his life—
He couldn't stop for anyone.
He can never look back.
"Jump, jump, oops..." "Go up, go up, go up, what a daze!" "I'm fucking you motherfucker!"...
The Internet cafe was noisy and smoldering, and after an inconspicuous machine in the corner, Wu Yu suddenly woke up.
The network manager's outstretched hand froze in midair, and before he could pat him on the shoulder, he was stunned for a few seconds before he retracted it and asked, "Hey, do you want to continue this machine
Wu Yu said nothing, lowered his bloodshot eyes, took ten yuan from his wallet and handed it over.
The network manager took the money and breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was okay, if he didn't move, I would think he stayed up late and died suddenly here.
Wu Yu restarted the computer and glanced out the window while waiting to turn it on. The sky was overcast and it was already afternoon.
There were more than a dozen missed calls on the mobile phone. Except for two from Xu Bureau's office and two from the landline of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Sub-bureau, the others were all private numbers of Liao Gang and the others. There are more than 20 unread text messages, half of them are from Liao Gang, some are from Cai Lin, one is from Sister Meng, and one is from Zhang Xiaoy. ?][The boss has a bad temper this morning. Did you quarrel yesterday? ] [Listen to Brother Liao, come back to work, don't get angry!][Xiao Wu is back to work!][Where are you? Have money to spend?][Return to Brother Liao's phone!]
There is no step Chonghua.
In fact, it was expected, but after confirming it with my own eyes, my heart is still a little empty.
It was as if someone had dug out a piece, and the wind rushed in, making the bones feel cold.
Wu Yu forced himself not to think about those, and scrolled down the list of text messages, suddenly his eyes narrowed - an unread message, from the owner of the Jagged Bar, Fat Ding, with only three words:
[call back].
Wu Yu looked around. There were no people on the two nearby machines. The rows in front and back were filled with students who skipped classes and played games. They were all shouting and shouting with headphones on. Can't find it. So he dialed the phone back, and was connected after only two rings: "Oh my little brother Wu, you finally have news, don't tell me that I didn't answer the phone because I was working overtime, although you I've been fucking with me as a white-collar employee in your company, but you fat brother, I have sharp eyes..."
Wu Yu interrupted him impatiently: "What are you doing?"
The other side immediately shut up, and then said decisively: "Go!"
"… "
Just as Wu Yu was about to hang up, Fat Ding hurriedly said, "Don't, don't, just kidding. I'm here to tell you that the other party has news. It's the same place at nine o'clock tonight, are you coming?"
Wu Yu's eyelids twitched slightly, his heart said so fast
He originally thought that a game like this number would take at least a few days to prepare from the scheduled time to the opening, but he didn't expect the other party to arrange it in such a hurry, as if he couldn't wait for a moment.
"Where are you now? I haven't had any headaches and chrysanthemums lately. Why don't you ask the boss to take a leave and come out earlier? I'll send someone to pick you up in advance to prepare, eat a pig's trotter and drink two cans of red bull. Do you need it? Get a full body massage in advance…”
Wu Yu said: "I see, get the money ready." After that, he hung up the phone.
The display screen has dimmed, and his reflection is vaguely reflected on the black screen. His black hair is messy, his face is haggard, and his whole person shows an abnormal depression. Wu Yu stretched out his hand and rubbed his face heavily, digging his fingers into his hair, thinking that he might get 200,000 tonight, plus is this 200,000 enough
Shouldn't be enough, maybe two, three, 200,000, or more.
If there is no salary in the future, how to solve the problem of food and living? If I knew earlier, I would wait for the field allowance to be issued before leaving. Having said that, I haven't had time to invite Bu Chonghua to dinner yet, and every time I cook two dishes at home to fool him, I would have known that I should invite him solemnly and well, or at least give him a cufflinks and tie And so on, it's good to keep some thoughts in the future...
Wu Yu suddenly closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and slapped his forehead heavily.
With a hard roll of his throat, he looked up and opened the browser on the display screen, and logged into his e-mail box, which he had never used a few times. That was when Liao Gang asked him to register at the Nancheng Detachment when he was first transferred. In fact, it was not needed at all in institutions. So far, he has not even received a few spam emails, and there is only one unsent email in the draft box lying there quietly.
He clicked on the draft, and a few lines of words on the screen were reflected in his red eyes, and no one knew that he had written these lines all night.
It was a resignation letter.
In fact, as early as when he came to Jinhai, he had expected such a day, but he did not expect to be in such a state of mind at this moment.
It would be nice if it wasn't Jinhai who came here in the first place.
It would be great if I hadn't met Bu Chonghua.
Wu Yu took a deep breath, closed his eyes and clicked send, then quickly exited the mailbox, turned off the monitor and computer, got up and walked out of the Internet cafe.
The streets of Jinhai are full of traffic, and the traffic lights change back and forth under the cloudy sky. Wu Yu exhaled the turbid air in his lungs all night, turned off the phone completely, then looked up at the sky, estimated the time and distance, and was a little hesitant.
beep —
A black taxi parked on the side of the road, the driver lowered the window and stuck his head out: "Little brother, where are you going?"
"..." Wu Yu turned to look at the subway station in the distance, hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and asked:
"Can it be cheaper to go to the suburbs?"
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"After more than 300 police officers checked and monitored in shifts for half a month, the taxi that was carrying Chen Yuanliang that night was finally captured from the video, but the driver had no impression of Chen Yuanliang's whereabouts at all, and the company's system itinerary records can only be kept for 7 days. , it is impossible to find out the possible location of Chen Yuanliang's murder..."
Bu Chonghua pushed open the door of the conference room, hurriedly walked through the corridor, while listening absently behind him, Liao Gang quickly read the report that had been repeatedly pondered over and over again, and was about to return to the Criminal Investigation Detachment when suddenly his heart had no reason The ground sank heavily.
He stopped abruptly, his chest tightened silently, his brain was empty, and he seemed to feel that something bad was happening somewhere he couldn't see.
"Yo!" Liao Gang almost bumped into him, "Boss? What's wrong with you?"
"… "
The sky outside the corridor window was gloomy, and the glass window reflected Bu Chonghua's stern and clear face, no one could notice that the pair of amber pupils were slightly tightening.
Liao Gang looked at Bu Chonghua's face, and thought of Xiao Wu, who didn't come to work one day today, and his heart became empty: "... Boss? Are you alright?"
"It's okay, I just..."
Bu Chonghua's cell phone vibrated in his pocket, it was a new email notification.
Bu Chonghua usually uses the phone, WeChat and the public security push system for work. The mailbox is only checked once every night before leaving get off work or after returning home, and basically he does not even need to reply. But at this moment, the vibration was like some kind of current-like signal, and it hit the heart with a crackling down on the nerves, making him take out his mobile phone and take a look.
The next second, Liao Gang saw that Bu Chonghua's face changed drastically, he made a call without saying a word, and then just listened: "Hello, the user you dialed has been turned off..."
"boss?"
Bu Chonghua hung up the phone: "Where is Wu Yuren?"
Liao Gang: "Huh?"
"You and Cai Lin and Zhang Xiaoy called and texted Wu Yu today, did he answer?"
Liao Gang thought, wait, how do you know that we are contacting Xiao Wu today, "No, no, I thought he was angry, so..."
"Go find him." Bu Chonghua's voice was calm, but the speed of his speech was extremely tight, "I will send an internal investigation to the airport, high-speed rail, port, long-distance bus station, and major car rental companies to see if he has an ID card. Try to leave Jinhai, go now!"
Liao Gang had no idea what was going on: "Wait, wait, wait! What's wrong with Xiao Wu? He is leaving Jinhai? Shall we say hello to Bureau Xu first... Wait, where are you going?!"
Bu Chonghua didn't say a word, rushed into the office, grabbed the car keys, and strode down the stairs. Liao Gangfei rushed to the handrail of the corridor and said stunned: "What happened? Boss, where are you going, are you waiting for me?!"
"I'm going to Wu Yu's house to find something," Bu Chonghua rushed down the stairs in three steps and two steps, and shouted without turning his head, "I'll send a notice to investigate, hurry up!"
"Yes!" Liao Gang hurriedly ran away.