"Wu Yu!" Bu Chonghua stood by the door of the guest bedroom on the second floor, carrying Wu Yu's suitcase full of belongings in one hand, and a few T-shirts in the other and shouted downstairs, "You are broken. I threw the cloth for you!"
"... This person, you remember, Huang Peng, who played basketball with us at the beginning, was not guaranteed to go in at the end of the festival. He was able to greedy so much money when he was engaged in criminal investigation... And this, Wang Xinou, when he used to rob you of the thermos, the police The physical examination failed, and I was on the ground. I was stabbed several times when I was arrested two years ago, and now I have transferred it to the procuratorate for pre-trial..."
Bu Chonghua stepped downstairs and looked, and sure enough, two heads were huddled together on the sofa, holding a photo frame in his hand and muttering, Wu Yu was still wearing the one he only wears when reading professional books Rimless glasses.
"...Professor Yan Zheng," Bu Chonghua said coldly with his arms folded in his arms, "excuse me, are you planning to revisit the entire four years of university with your classmate Bu Xiaohua over the past few days?"
"Bu Xiaohua" was caught off guard and was called, and almost choked on her own saliva.
"Yes, Dahua, we old people like to remember bittersweet sweets so much." Jiang Ting said peacefully, "And it is an associate professor, don't force it to thank you."
Bu Chonghua said in his heart what was forcibly picking up coffee, and what the hell was Dahua? Even if you learned how to say hi with Yan Yan, it's obviously Ahua... Fortunately, the last bit of rationality allowed him to control it, and he did not let Ahua two The words came out of his mouth.
He sighed and turned to Wu Yu, his tone seemed unusually calm, but his eyes flashed with the light of a higher-level leadership inspecting the grassroots: "I'm going back to the bureau later, do you want to stay at home with him or go with me? work?"
This question can be directly omitted "stay at home" and "go to work", and be reduced to a clear and clear central idea: do you want him or me
Wu Yu stood up suddenly, without hesitation: "I want you."
Jiang Ting's words of retention were choked back in his throat before he had time to exit.
Bu Chonghua smiled slightly, turned and went upstairs to get the car keys. Wu Yu turned his head and covered half of his mouth, and whispered, "Today, the bureau is giving out field allowances..."
"..." Jiang Ting patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "Go quickly and work hard."
After the live video of the shark spread across the dark web overnight, the Ministry immediately arranged a series of investigative measures, and at the same time strengthened inspections and key protections in Jinhai, and even Wu Yu did not care about the black boxing in the Jagged Bar. . Song Ping meant that after Wu Yu was discharged from the hospital in two days, he would directly arrange for him to live in protective housing at the Jinhai Public Security Bureau, but the Xu Bureau thought that only a thousand days would be a thief, and there would be no thousand days of thief prevention. Could a young man be able to stay in the unit's duty room? How many years does a camp bed last? It's not good for personal life either.
In the end, the two discussed for a long time, and based on Wu Yu's own opinions, they decided to simply let him move to Bu Chonghua's house.
For this reason, Bureau Xu was quite embarrassed, and took the initiative to talk to Bu Chonghua, guaranteeing that after the analysis of experts in the ministry, foreign criminals on the dark web could not catch up with Jin Hailai for the time being, and the possibility of his personal safety being implicated is very small. , so that he does not have the burden of thinking, and do not feel that the organization does not care about his personal safety.
But Bu Chonghua said in a serious tone that I am a glorious people's policeman, and even if my personal safety is implicated, I have an obligation. The organization must not feel that I have any ideological burden. You must know that the life and death of Gou Li's country... Xu Bureau was very moved and quickly interrupted. he.
A Wrangler drove into the front of the Criminal Investigation Detachment building from the traffic. Bu Chonghua parked the car in the usual position, turned off the ignition and released the handbrake, took out a piece of fifty yuan from his wallet, and patted it in the arms of the inexplicable Wu Yu: "Take it."
"what?"
Bu Chonghua smiled slightly: "Juju Xu said that you moved here and told me not to charge rent, and to subsidize 50 yuan per day for food and lodging."
Wu Yu immediately took the banknotes from Shanruliu, and promised: "Okay captain, I'll go shopping tonight!"
Bu Chonghua quickly said no, according to what he knew about this grandson, the "vegetables" bought at home tonight should only be two steamed buns, half a fish and a green onion.
Several pieces of rags of Wu Yu... Several pieces of torn T-shirts and shorts were thrown away mercilessly by Bu Chonghua. The upper body was wearing a brand new white T with a thick and fine texture, and the bottom was dark blue police uniform trousers and soft soles. Lace-up shoes. He is really the kind of person who can shine from the inside out with just a little bit of grooming. The uniforms that can be seen everywhere in the police hospital appear to him with narrow waist and long legs, lean and neat, and the intern who is said to be a young spirit is like a Someone believes.
Bu Chonghua's eyes moved slightly, his heart was a little hot, but his skin was a little thin in broad daylight, so he coughed and looked away.
At this time, I only heard "Hey". Wu Yu was about to get off the car when he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, it should have been spread that I resigned that day. How did you explain to them that I came back to work?"
Bu Chonghua said: "Not many people know about it, so let's explain it inside our detachment."
"How do you explain it?"
"You want to know?"
Wu Yu was a little curious: "I think so."
"You want me to tell you?"
"Yes I do."
Bu Chonghua: "..."
Wu Yu: "..."
The two looked at each other in the small compartment, Wu Yu was confused, and Bu Chonghua said nothing; however, if you take a closer look with the magnifying glass of the forensic doctor Xiaogui, you will find that this cold-faced Bu squad leader is a little bit at the moment. The subtle physiological phenomena of telangiectasia, red blood cell aggregation, and pupillary radiant muscle contraction can be described by literary and artistic points as a light of hidden and reserved hope in the midst of wanting to speak and stop.
Wu Yu seemed to understand something, a slight smile appeared in his eyes, glanced out of the car window, and then turned his two fingers to hook the shirt collar of the elite class, and hooked him with force.
The kiss was short and deep. As soon as their lips were separated, it was not only the capillaries that had expanded on Bu Chonghua's face, but the angular veins, angular arteries, infraorbital veins, and facial arteries had all expanded together. Don't go over your head and cough a few times before calmly saying, "I didn't mean that..."
Wu Yu's face turned slightly red, and he said with a smile: "No one saw it, hurry up and say it!"
"It's nothing, I'll tell them—"
Bang bang bang!
The half-open window was photographed several times, and I saw Wang Jiuling bending over outside the car with a cheerful expression: "Yo, Xiao Wu is coming to work! Have you recovered yet? The surnamed Bu hurried over and was looking for you. Regarding the location analysis result of the last signal exchanged between Chen Yuanliang's mobile phone and the base station... Hey? Why are you staring at me like a donkey?"
The air was quiet, only to hear Bu Chonghua's cold and chilling eyes, his knuckles cracking! There was an extraordinarily crisp sound.
"Xiao Wu!" "Yo, Xiao Wu is back to work!"
As soon as Wu Yu stepped out of the elevator door, he was greeted ten times warmer than usual in the corridor of the Criminal Investigation Detachment. As long as he had no assignments, his colleagues who were squatting on the side all came to say hello, and every face was full of writing. In spite of the pain and regret that could not be concealed, Zhang Xiao Yue, whose IQ was famous in the entire detachment, even wanted to use his claws to pull Wu Yu's hand: "Little Angkor, if you want to open up, it's fine, the others are fine. Gains and losses are bets..." Before he could finish speaking, the old detective slapped his head off and ran away.
… So what did Bu Chonghua tell people? !
Wu Yuman suspected that Dou Di had entered the office. Liao Gang, Cai Lin, and Sister Meng were all absent. The only one who could inquire about the details was Song Hui. This girl is really strong in resisting attacks. She is actually still in the criminal investigation detachment. After staying up late, I was emaciated, sitting behind my desk and dozing off little by little with my head on my hands.
Wu Yu thought for a while, saw that there was no one around, and walked behind her: "Song Hui?"
"… "
"Song Hui!"
Still no response.
Wu Yu leaned into her ear and said softly, "You've been on a hot search..."
At that moment, Song Hui jumped up like she was stung by a bee, her hair was disheveled and her face was terrified, she almost knocked down her chair: "What is the hot search? Why is it on the hot search? Dad, listen to me! I was wrong and I didn't mean to. I'm going to talk to the Disciplinary Inspection Commission... Little Little Angkor? What's the hot search, what's the hot search?!"
Wu Yu held the back of the chair with one hand and covered the corners of his eyebrows with the other, his shoulders shaking slightly.
Song Hui finally woke up and sat down with a sad face: "Little Angkor, why are you scaring me, even if you say that the detachment asked me to lift the corpse wax, it's better than saying that I was on the hot search! Hey, you are so fast! Are you out of the hospital?"
"I promise you that you can go through the back door and enter the detachment. It won't be a hot topic." Wu Yu put down his hands and asked with an unfinished smile in his eyes, "Where did Brother Liao and Cai Lin go?"
"Go out and dig through the trash can." Song Hui yawned for a long time: "The location of Chen Yuanliang's murder has not been confirmed, the team said that they should start by throwing the corpse first. The technical team did a physical and chemical analysis of the corpse sack and said What is ammonium hydrogen phosphate, ammonium nitrate, ammonium chloride…”
"The raw materials for nitrogen fertilizer production." Wu Yu interrupted her, "Is it related to the chemical fertilizer factory?"
"Yes, it's also the same place where the victim's mobile phone exchanged signals with the base station for the last time. There is a fertilizer factory there. So Brother Liao compiled a few teams to go out in shifts to find clues about throwing bodies, mainly turning over garbage bins and garbage collection trucks. "Song Hui blinked her eyes and asked, "Little Angkor, are you really all right? You don't have to stay in the hospital for two more months?"
Wu Yu looked around, leaned over to approach her, and asked softly, "How did your brother explain what happened to me?"
This is the first time Song Hui has seen Wu Yu clean up so neatly, and it is also the first time that he has gotten so close to him. He saw the crow's wing-like eyelashes covering the pearl-like pupils, and his cheeks could not help but get slightly feverish and twisted. He pointed his finger and said, "Also... I didn't explain much, just take a look at Little Angkor, it's all over..."
Wu Yu said: "It's okay, you say, I can hold it."
"You, you won't do stupid things again, will you?" Song Hui looked at him worriedly, but was embarrassed to look more, and lowered her head with a blushing face: "Detachment Bu said you resigned because you won five million in the lottery. , I don’t think I will come to work for the rest of my life.”
"..." Wu Yu asked, "Then why am I here now?"
"Because you lost the lottery ticket because you were too excited, you couldn't think about it for a while, and ran to the construction site to jump off the building, but because of your skill, you fell off the eighth floor and didn't die. After realizing it, you decided to start all over again, embrace life, and return to Nancheng. The branch is reopened... Little Angkor, what happened to you?!"
Wu Yu pressed his twitching forehead with one hand. After a long while, he took a long breath and said, "It's alright, I think it's good to embrace life. I'll let you all feel the embrace of life tonight."
"The last time Chen Yuanliang's mobile phone exchanged signals with the base station was 200 meters east of the intersection of the fertilizer plant and Jinhe Road in the northern suburbs of the city. The time was 1:03 that night, and then the card was separated. According to the analysis of the forensic autopsy report The time of Chen Yuanliang's death was between 11:30 and 12:30. Combined with the analysis of trace chemical elements on the body bag, various evidences show that the murder scene happened near the fertilizer factory on the outskirts of the city, and the wasteland there is also suitable for The conditions for the murderer to commit the crime." Wang Jiuling knocked on the physical and chemical test analysis results on the table, and said solemnly: "But the key is that hundreds of police officers searched the neighborhood for seven days and seven nights, and even rummaged through the trash cans, but no trace was found. , to prove that a murder or throwing of bodies took place there."
There were several huge cardboard boxes of physical evidence on the table. Electric wires, victims' clothing, and body bags were numbered piece by piece in transparent bags, and stacks of technical analysis reports were spread across the table.
Visual investigation, physical and chemical, trace examination, and forensic doctors each have a lot of work to do, but now they can only sit around the long table and yawn, looking at Bu Chonghua, who is standing by the table and watching the report.
"Laobu?" Wang Jiuling looked over from the gap above the reading glasses and asked, "What's your opinion?"
After a long time, Bu Chonghua finally put down the materials, frowned and said, "I only have one question, why are you going through the trash can?"
Wang Jiuling spread out her hands: "Otherwise? Are you turning over a thousand hectares of wasteland on the outskirts of the city?"
"Solid waste has to go through waste transfer vehicles, secondary transfer stations, sorting, shrinking, and re-transportation, and finally arrive at the Beidao Village Landfill in Jinhai City. Isn't the murderer afraid that the body will be found in any link?"
"Obviously he's not afraid."
"It's not like that." Bu Chonghua pondered, "The murderer's code name is 'Sanqi', his real name is Xiang, he is a well-known broker and killer, and his case should be very rich. According to Diao Jianfa's account, it is very likely that he will act on Chen Yuanliang before he starts. It was the murderer who killed Nian Xiaoping and Gao Baokang. Even if Nian Xiaoping was killed in a rainstorm and Gao Baokang's body was smashed by a boat oar, there are certain coincidences, but the murderer's strong anti-reconnaissance ability cannot be ignored. The cleanup is extremely meticulous. Such a person will not allow the body to be discovered at any time during the transfer process, not because of fear, but... This possibility itself means that things are out of his control. I think the murderer is in control. Desire is unacceptable."
"That makes sense." Wang Jiuling held her chin and thought: "What if the murderer sent the body to the landfill? Jinhe Road in the northern suburbs is nearly an hour's drive from the Beidao Village Landfill, so it's not impossible... Wait. Wait, who the fuck drives a car to the landfill in the middle of the night with fanfare?"
Wang Jiuling refuted herself and asked, "What do you think, Comrade Bu?"
Bu Chonghua exhaled, rubbed his forehead, and said slowly after a long while: "I think you have to consider the mobility of a seventy-year-old man. If the murderer asked him out to meet, Chen Yuanliang would not go to Jinhe Road in the middle of the night. Running in the wilderness, he should be able to think that 'Sanqi' is a murderer, and he has a motive to silence himself."
One of Wang Jiuling's great advantages when handling the case is that she is willing to listen to people's persuasion. After thinking about it, she said, "I think about it too. If an old man in Chen Yuanliang took a taxi to the wilderness in the middle of the night, the driver should be able to remember it, not completely. I don't have an impression... Then isn't the location of the murder on Jinhe Road in the northern suburbs, cell phone signals and body bags are all means to confuse the police?"
- If so, where is the real murder location
"Let's go first, we can't discuss any results while sitting here." Bu Chonghua waved his hand while holding his forehead, and everyone stood up one after another, "Leave the physical evidence here, I'll look at it myself, I'll call Liao Gang in the afternoon. They bring the trace inspection back from Jinhe Road, and don't dig through the trash for now."
The technical detectives sighed and sighed and sighed out. Wang Jiuling patted Bu Chonghua on the shoulder with a sigh, and warned a few more words. Then, she put the document bag under her creaking nest and left the conference room.
Only Bu Chonghua was left in the room, facing the table full of evidence bags. His eyebrows were slightly twisted, his eyes were calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking about quickly. Suddenly, his cell phone rang.
Wu Yu: [Where is the leader?]
"..." Bu Chonghua's mouth unconsciously raised an angle that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and replied concisely: [Open a case meeting.]
He put down the phone, thought about it but couldn't hold back, picked it up again and typed word by word: [Are you coming?]
However, before you clicked send, suddenly the door of the conference room behind you was knocked twice, and then Wu Yu's faint voice sounded: "Leader, you are actually playing with your mobile phone in a meeting, and I won't report you if you eat fish at night. "
When Bu Chonghua turned around, he saw Wu Yu leaning against the door frame, tilting his head and raising his eyebrows slightly, with a playful look in his eyes.
The smile on the corner of Bu Chonghua's mouth deepened: "Why are you looking for the leader?"
"Come to teach leaders to embrace life," Wu Yu teased. Then he got up and walked to the conference table, looked at the dazzling evidence bags, and raised his chin casually: "You are..."
Before he could say anything, he was suddenly wrapped in a warm and solid embrace from behind, and his body was pushed forward on the edge of the table, and the good smell of rain forest immediately enveloped his body from top to bottom.
"You don't need to teach, just learn." Bu Chonghua asked, "And then what?"