This was probably the first time Wu Yu took the initiative to kiss someone else in his life. It was as tough and fierce as never before. Both teeth cut to each other's lips, and the smell of blood instantly filled the air, and then disappeared in the fiery lips and tongues. inside.
Wu Yu held Bu Chonghua's collar with his dry, blood-stained fingers, pushed him back on the seat and held him down, pressing his elbow against his sturdy chest, his injured thigh straddling his waist, and kneeling on one knee. on the seat flannel. This posture made their silhouettes entangled with each other, extending along the long strip of light on the ground, like water plants fluttering in the deep sea; the intermittent muffled sound intertwined with the subtle movement of the cloth rubbing hard, and the fiery breath drowned the entire carriage. Then it burst out of every car window, washing away the unknown, distant world outside.
As if the two of them were the only ones left to be close to each other in the middle of the night.
As if the reality and sharpness outside the car no longer exist.
The blood of Bu Chonghua's whole body rushed to the limbs and bones, hitting the eardrums. He pressed Wu Yujin's thin back and didn't let him leave, until the kiss made the oxygen in their lungs completely exhausted, their lips separated slightly, and they both gasped sharply and stared into each other's eyes in the darkness.
"Are you satisfied now?" Wu Yu asked hoarsely.
"… "
"My blind confidence has nothing to do with Lin Fang or anyone else. It's because of myself. That confidence comes from the years of my life without you." Wu Yu stared at Bu Chonghua's face from top to bottom. Standing on the ground with one knee on the seat, this posture made his shoulders, narrow waist, and strong and slender thighs particularly sharp and obvious: "You only saw this time today, and you feel that I need your help. , what about the years before that? I'm used to this kind of life, and you can't change it. You want to pull me back from the crack, but that was impossible from the beginning, I belonged to the other side of the crack."
Bu Chonghua blurted out: "What nonsense are you talking about..."
"It doesn't matter when it starts, you just shouldn't say it, it should end when you say it." Wu Yu let out a weary laugh, stood up slowly, took a half step back staggeringly, and stepped back. Pointing at the car door: "Go out that door, the sun will rise tomorrow, you are still the perfect, excellent, dazzling Bu Chonghua, how I am has nothing to do with you. We should never have... I would never have I should meet you."
-I should never have met you.
Bu Chonghua seemed to have been stabbed through his lungs by a red-hot knife, and almost stood up abruptly, but then he was stunned by the extremely powerful calmness in his instinct, and all kinds of doubts suddenly arose, as if giving him a head. Poured a basin of cold water.
"...I haven't seen you for many years, let's save one side,..."
"Sorry, I'm running fast, but I'm really... too late..."
What happened so many years ago that they saw each other, but never really met
What does too late mean, too late to do or too late to see who
A vague and formless thought that could be called absurd gradually rose from Bu Chonghua's mind, causing his always sober thinking to become a rare mess. At this moment, Wu Yu forcefully lowered his head and took a deep breath, finally suppressing all his emotions, got up and opened the car door and walked down.
"What are you doing?" Bu Chonghua got up and rushed out of the car: "Stop!"
Wu Yu, however, only waved his hand backwards and staggered along the wall to the end of the alley, staggering because of his thigh injury.
He could leave the mess in the bar behind him, but it was impossible for him to go home alone with this kind of injury. Bu Chonghua was about to step forward to stop him, when he heard a screeching sound of the brakes in front of him. A black Audi stopped steadily at the alley, and then the driver got out of the car and opened the back door himself - it was Lin Fang.
"It's okay," Lin Fang motioned for Wu Yu to get in the car, then nodded to Bu Chonghua: "I'll take him back."
Bu Chonghua choked out his mouth and couldn't say anything, only to see Wu Yu got into the car with his head down, leaning his head on the back of the back seat, the lights on the street outside the car window outlined an abrupt, crooked throat line.
"..." Bu Chonghua asked in a low voice, "You said that I don't need to intervene in this matter, it's up to you to handle it, and this is the result of your handling?"
Lin Fang sighed, "No, this is the result of your intervention."
The two of them stood under the streetlights two or three meters away from the car door. There was a hint of confrontation in the air. Lin Fang pointed back at the bar where the sirens were flashing in the distance: "I already knew about this underground boxing arena. You are It's not that I can't figure out why I didn't fire the gun until the last step, why didn't I just ban this high-risk behavior from the beginning?"
This is simply a knowing question.
"Because I understand the truth that blocking is worse than sparse. You imprison a beast in an unfamiliar social framework composed of various rules, systems, and grammatical regulations. This is inhumane. You have to find an outlet for it, blindly controlling and Discouragement can lead to conflict that eventually erupts and is very difficult to deal with—like now, for example.”
Like Wu Yu, who has sent resignation applications in groups, even now that he doesn't want to be a police officer.
"Beast." Bu Chonghua sarcastically repeated these two words, raising one eyebrow: "I didn't expect you to use this word to describe a person who was at least once highly social?"
Lin Fang said, "Yes, that's right, I used that word."
Bu Chonghua opened his mouth and didn't say anything, but he saw Lin Fang glanced back towards the car door and asked in a very soft voice, "Have you heard the story about the dragon slaying hero, Bu Detachment?"
Bu Chonghua was startled.
Lin Fang took two steps back, nodded to him, and said nothing, turned around and sat in the cab to start the car.
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"An evil dragon is entrenched in the abyss, and every year the village is asked to sacrifice a young girl. Every year, a young hero bears a sword to fight the evil dragon, but no one can survive. Until a new dragon slayer sets out, someone Followed secretly and found that the hero killed the dragon after a bloody battle, sat exhausted on the dragon corpse, looked at the shining gold and silver treasures all over the ground, and slowly grew fangs, scales and sharp horns, killing the abyss. The boy of the dragon turns into a dragon in the end."
- "Searching for George Orwell in Burma"
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a few days later.
With a loud bang, Xu Zuxin slapped his palm on the window sill of the hospital corridor, and Dantian roared at the phone in anger, "Bu, Zhong, Hua!"
Secretary Ou of the City Bureau moved back unobtrusively, slightly farther away from the splashing range of the spittle stars.
"Cross-district law enforcement, cut first and then file, without filing or formalities, take a group of people to block downtown bars! The Dongcheng District Bureau originally planned to use this line to catch a series of big fish for gambling, but now it's good! It's you! You will be reimbursed for the operation that is fiercer than Huquan! You explain to me what the two of you and Wu Yu were doing in the bar boxing ring that night?!"
On the opposite side of the phone came the clamor on the street. Braving the afternoon sun, the Wrangler galloped forward along the downtown street, and Bu Chonghua's cold and bright sunglasses were reflected in the rearview mirror: "Nothing."
nothing...
"Don't imitate Xiao Wu's words, you are mad at me after discussing it, right?" Xu Zu was stunned: "You can't steal his lines after discussing, do you have the confidence?! You have so many hurts. ?! How can you…”
Secretary Ou: "Cough cough cough!!"
Xu Zuxin was about to scold him and say you have a cold, stay away from me, but when he turned around, he saw Wu Yu pushing the door out of the doctor's office, holding the medical record in one hand and the medicine bag in the other, with a new snow-white one on his thigh. bandage.
Bureau Xu almost bit his tongue, and hurriedly said to the phone: "You, you, anyway, your surname Bu can't talk like that!"
There were people coming and going in the corridor of the hospital, when Wu Yu heard Bu Chonghua's name, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
"Understood, I will explain in writing what happened at the Jagged Bar that night when I go back." Bu Chonghua's flat voice came from the phone: "Do you have anything else?"
Xu Zuxin signaled Wu Yu not to stand there in one hand, came over to sit down quickly, and held the phone in the other hand: "Where are you now? Come back to me quickly. Lao Yang and the others from the Dongcheng District Branch went to the inspector's office to cry at the Great Wall yesterday, and the Song Bureau called. I'll urge you back, and quickly bring two boxes of fruit to the Dongcheng District Public Security Bureau to apologize."
"Apologize?"
"You took a bunch of younger brothers to show off their power on other people's grounds, shouldn't you apologize?"
The red light ahead came on, and Bu Chonghua slowly stepped on the brakes as the traffic flowed: "Lao Yang and the others received a report two months ago, and they haven't caught fish for so long. I'm in a hurry. There is a supplementary procedure, so I need to apologize?"
"Hey, you are still on me!" Xu Zuxin was angry and anxious, and finally couldn't help but tell the truth: "I told you that you must not take this seriously, we caught the drug last quarter. The target has not been completed, and they have borrowed 18 heads from us and have not paid it back, and promised 30% monthly interest, just because they are afraid that they will come to collect the account!!”
Bu Chonghua: "..."
God is pitiful, the law only protects the monthly interest of less than two cents, but the public security bureaus are forced to borrow usury loans due to the drug arrest target. In addition to the 18 head principals this quarter, the Nancheng branch has to catch 1.62 more drug users. The personnel returned to the Dongcheng Branch…
When the green light came on, the Wrangler turned on the light again, slowed down and drove into the parking lot in front of the hospital. Bu Chonghua sighed and said, "Got it."
"You don't hurry back to me when you know it—wait," Xu Ju heard the tick of the light on the corner of the phone opposite, and suddenly realized something: "Where are you driving?"
"… "
"Step, heavy, Hua??"
On the bench in the corridor, Wu Yu, who was sitting with his head down, suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were black and white, and he looked at the loud domestic mobile phone beside Xu Ju's ear, only to hear a sharp sound of tires rubbing against the ground on the other side of the call.
The Wrangler stopped steadily, and Bu Chonghua looked at the hospital building not far from the front window of the car, and exhaled helplessly:
"—Inpatient Department of Oncology, General Hospital of Jinhai Medical University."
Xu Ju said stunned: "What are you doing there?"
"I saw a paper on the academic website analyzing the security vulnerabilities of anonymous communication technology. The author is Professor Zhang Zhixing, a retired OUHK professor. The content is to locate the IPs of dark web users through browser vulnerabilities. Buyer reviews help a lot.”
Across the noisy noise in the corridor of the outpatient department, the words Zhang Zhixing came clearly, and Wu Yu's complexion suddenly changed slightly.
But Bureau Xu didn't notice it, so he rushed towards the phone: "I didn't tell you not to get involved—"
"Professor Zhang came to Jinhai for surgery, and his daughter and son-in-law stayed with him in the hospital. Wang Jiuling asked his acquaintance to help me lead a line to ask for advice. If everything goes well, I will go back to the detachment for a case meeting in the afternoon."
Xu Ju was so angry that his hair stood on end: "What? You haven't given up yet? Did you forget that I told you to suspend your review for three days?! Hey, hey..."
Dududu - that bastard surnamed Bu has hung up the phone.
"Hey, I'm so angry with these little bastards because of my high blood pressure!" Xu Ju angrily stuffed the phone back into his pocket, took a deep breath to calm down, sorted out his thoughts, and turned to Wu Yu with as much grace as he could: "Xiao Wu, you I have read your resignation application. Today I came to the hospital with Secretary Ou of the Municipal Bureau. First, I want to know about your injury and physical condition. Second, I want to clear your mind and heart through an open and honest conversation. ... Xiao Wu?"
Wu Yu's face turned pale, and if he looked closer, he would find that his pupils were constricting into a line.
—Zhang Zhixing.
Zhang Zhixing, retired department head of the OUHK.
"Xiao Wu?" After all, Xu Zuxin's husband of more than 30 years, An An, noticed something strange at that moment: "Are you all right?"
"...Oh, it's okay." Wu Yu came back to his senses, got up and glanced left and right: "Excuse me Xu Ju, where is the bathroom?"
"what?"
Wu Yu said, "I suddenly want to go for convenience. Excuse me."
He nodded and put the medical records and medicine bags on the bench. Without looking at Xu Ju and Secretary Ou, he turned around and walked towards the other end of the corridor. His pace was very fast, as if the injury on his thigh did not cause any movement at all. influences.
At this time, there were a lot of people in the hospital. Nurses waiting in line, taking medicine back and forth, and pushing carts hurriedly walked past; Wu Yu looked and walked without any abnormality, so he turned his back to Xu Ju and others. At the end of the corridor, he did not push the door of the bathroom, but turned around suddenly, went straight downstairs, and rushed down the corridor in three steps.
The wound that had just been changed was aching, but he didn't care. His footsteps became faster and faster, and in the end, he almost forced his way out of the payment counter in the lobby downstairs, and rushed out of the hospital gate.
Beep-
Wu Yu beckoned to stop a taxi, sat in and closed the door, instinctively lowered his head and turned his face into the car.
"Hello, where are you going?"
"go… "
I don't know what force made Wu Yu's voice suddenly stop, his Adam's apple slipped slightly, and he swallowed the address of his own home that was about to blurt out.
"... General Hospital of Jinhai Medical University." His voice was flat, with a hint of indistinguishable tension in the end: "Oncology Specialist Inpatient Department."
The driver responded, began to charge the meter, turned the car and drove towards the busy street.
No one noticed that in front of the hospital, a "college boy" with a backpack was watching the taxi's taillights drifting away, a cold smile appeared in his eyes, then he buckled his helmet and started his motorcycle to follow.
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Jinhai Medical General Hospital, inpatient building.
The spacious corridors are littered with wheelchairs, and nurses push patients and take slow walks under the window sills drenched in the afternoon sun. Bu Chonghua carried a fruit basket through the corridor, and came to the door of a single-person ward for senior officials at the end. He saw three words, Zhang Zhixing, written on the door.
It was exactly two o'clock in the afternoon, which happened to be the time agreed by his trustee earlier.
Bu Chonghua took off his sunglasses and knocked on the door, then gently pushed open—
In the spacious single suite, the chairs, sofas, and bedside tables on both sides are filled with flowers, gifts, fruit baskets, and other items, which are dazzling. There is a hospital bed in the middle of the room. The old man, with an infusion bag hanging from his hand, was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.
A young man stood in front of the hospital bed, looking at about his early thirties, looking very handsome, holding a photo frame in his hand and looking down at it, when he heard the sound, he raised his head and bumped into Bu Chonghua who was carrying a fruit basket at the door of the ward.
"You are… "
"Hello, I'm sorry to bother you." Bu Chonghua politely lowered his voice and insisted on the hospital bed: "You belong to Professor Zhang...?"
He had heard from Wang Jiuling that Zhang Zhixing was the son-in-law of his daughter and son-in-law who worked in Jinhai, and thought that the young man was Professor Zhang's son-in-law. Unexpectedly, the young man put down the photo frame and said "Oh" softly: "You didn't come here. Coincidentally, the junior sister and her husband just went to work, and the teacher took the medicine before falling asleep. What level of junior and senior are you, please leave a card if it is convenient, and I can tell you about it later?"
Bu Chonghua understood in an instant that the flowers and fruit baskets in this room should have been sent by the students who came to offer condolences, and the young man naturally regarded himself as one of the OUHK students who came to visit the sick.
"I'm sorry to misunderstand you, I'm from the Criminal Court and I work in the Jinhai Public Security Bureau." Bu Chonghua politely shook hands with the young man and said, "My surname is Bu. Take the liberty to ask some questions. But it's obviously not the time."
I don't know if it was an illusion or a lot of heart, but Bu Chonghua felt that the young man's expression lightened when he heard that he was not a member of the public security system. Then he heard that he was a member of the local public security system, and his expression became a little difficult to detect. When he opened his mouth, the vague intimacy of the teacher who came out of the same door has really dissipated: "It turned out to be the local leader, disrespectful and disrespectful."
Bu Chonghua said, "If you can't afford it, you're just an ordinary case handler. What's your name?"
This was the simplest question, but the young man hesitated, although it was only a momentary pause:
"My surname is Yan, I work in the southwest, and I'm just passing by on a business trip."
- Surname Yan.
Bu Chonghua came up with a strange thought, thinking: He has the same surname as that guy Yan Yan.
The author has something to say:
Yesterday, "there are three things in the world that cannot be hidden: poverty, coughing and love" was quoted from "Lolita". I thought this line was very famous and popular, but I thought about it and marked it~
I have not read the book "Finding George Orwell in Burma" quoted today, and I am not sure which chapter the story of the Dragon Slayer is quoted from.