cry of a butterfly

Chu Hua was not involved in Han Xiao's case. He was investigating another case in which the cowherd was killed.

In just two months, three cowherds have been murdered in the street.They were pierced through the heart by something sharp like scissors, and after cutting off the penis, they were abandoned on a dark street corner like broken rags.

But this did not cause public commotion and panic.These people are recognized social scum and dregs, and it seems that they don't deserve a better end than dying on the street.

What's more, compared with the corpses of twelve young and beautiful women, it is indeed less.

The uncrowned kings indulge in making trouble out of nothing and are pervasive, bewitching and inciting kind and ignorant citizens to put pressure on the government, and the government passes the pressure on to its own police detectives.People complain that psycho killers are the product of this deformed society, and they attribute the frequent occurrence of psychos to the growing disparity between rich and poor, the exploitative nature of wage labor, the inadequacy of the social welfare system, and even... the eternal rotation of the stars.

As the head of the criminal investigation team, Han Xiao was indifferent to the successive killings of Niulang.When it comes to this case, those sharp and stern eyes never have any emotion beyond "more than enough to die".It seems that the excellent genes he was born with make him despise these men who earn money by selling their bodies.Think they are not men, or even women.

Chu Hua couldn't agree more on this point.

But everyone is equal before life, no matter if the other party is a lowly cowherd or the daughter of the high-ranking minister of defense.

Han Xiao is a well-deserved elite and a star in the entire police circle.He pays attention to his public image and is good at dealing with the media. He doesn't deliberately curry favor with the upper class but always satisfies them.Not only does he know how to deliver justice without departing from the internal rules of the police department, he is also a master at it.Both of them are orphans, they both grew up with the support of the government, and they also tacitly never mentioned their parents or asked each other's parents.However, Han Xiao’s way of doing things is usually not acceptable to Chu Hua, such as his attitude towards the murder of the cowherd this time, such as the hostage-taking incident they encountered when they were performing their mission for the first time——

The global financial industry is in a downturn, and the rich who still drive famous cars and soak up stars rely on layoffs to survive the crisis.A newly unemployed financial services employee who is told he has terminal cancer abducts and kidnaps his boss' middle-school daughters out of revenge.

The man cries out his despair and says he just wants someone to talk to.But the police negotiator failed.

Perhaps the police academy standard textbooks on negotiation are too mechanical and stylized, or perhaps the little-known staff members instinctively resist and doubt the empathy ① ability of government officials. It smashed one of the poor girls, and put the barrel of the gun into the other girl's mouth, against her throat.Sitting on the roof of the building, he wept and watched his watch count down, saying that he would kill the hostages and end his own life in 10 minutes.

The voice of a sniper ambushing on the tall building opposite came from the intercom. The nearest building was over six thousand feet. The wind was too strong and the weather was too cloudy. Sniping was very risky and almost impossible.

The building of this international financial services company was crowded with people, the girl's mother dressed as a lady burst into tears, and the girl's rich father never stopped abusing the police for their incompetence.

Chu Hua and Han Xiao, who had just joined the police force, ran away at the same time in a tacit understanding.different directions.

Chu Hua brought back a small man with a briefcase and a suit and leather shoes.He bowed his waist and panted heavily, and said intermittently, "Since he... wants to talk to someone... give him one..."

At that time, the white sheriff with the highest rank in the local police force yelled at him before he could ask the young policeman his name, "You think you can get away with something that even expert negotiators can't do?!"

Chu Hua tried to breathe evenly and said, "He is the gold medal salesman of the home insurance business department."

"You're going to screw things up!" Time was running out, and the man on the roof was still counting down, and the white sheriff almost roared, "You're going to screw things up!"

"Say something!" Chu Hua pushed the little man next to him who looked surprised but not panicked.

The little man raised his jaw, and with just one sentence, he completely convinced the autocratic and headstrong sheriff.

"Last year I signed a $2 million insurance order."

Knocking on doors door to door is definitely an art that even experts in negotiation can't match.Chu Hua climbed to the top of the building together with the gold medal salesman, and the appearance of the little man talking eloquently was almost hypnotic.

Just as the hijacker slowly raised his hand and let go of the girl in his arms—a bloody red spot suddenly appeared on his forehead, and his brain was pierced by a bullet.

Han Xiao on another tall building snatched the sniper's gun and hit it with one hit without delay.

The mother who looked like a lady was holding her two daughters who survived the catastrophe and wept endlessly, while the father of the billionaire handed Han Xiao a cigar.He seemed to be very satisfied and patted him on the shoulder and said, those guys are nothing but taxpayers' money buckets, only you are a man.

On that night of passionate sex scenes like in the past, Chu Hua was surprisingly uncooperative, even though he didn't fight the same way as in the past.After receiving a long and icy kiss, Han Xiao had no choice but to violate that cold and even stiff body in a rude, almost violent gesture.

After sex that didn't even sound like a moan, the two men lay naked next to each other.Chu Hua stared at the ceiling without blinking, and he refused to speak from the beginning.

"Maybe I'm an asshole." After a long silence, Han Xiao broke the embarrassing situation.He hugged the lover in his arms, kept stroking his sweaty body, slid his fingers over his semi-soft penis after ejaculation, and gently rubbed the plump and rosy glans, "But your intelligence is more like a kind of Opportunistic. An insurance gold medal salesman may not be able to persuade this man who is determined to die. What's more, he has terminal cancer. He will not live long."

Han Xiao's logic is obvious. The real police wisdom is to evaluate a person's survival value as quickly as possible under such circumstances, and make choices based on risks and costs.After finishing the last sentence, I decided to sleep.He said, "This is a world where the weak can prey on the strong. You can withdraw your fangs and claws to be torn apart by others, or you can feed yourself to fat instead."

Chu Hua seemed to be completely tired of arguing with the other party whether the gold medal sale could successfully persuade the man to give up the hostage-taking, which is a bit resigned to fate.

"I only agree with your sentence about 'bastard'." Pushing away the warm palm on his lower body, he turned his back and closed his eyes, "A person's life and death are not statistics, you at least He should be given a chance to be saved."

He can also do sniping at 6000 feet under such visibility conditions.

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Chu Hua sat behind his desk, chewing the hot dog that Tu Yuming bought for him with peace of mind, and at the same time retrieved Compo's information from the police database.

Tu Yuming was right.

The man's profile is impossibly sparse and outdated, with only a few photographs and some information about his marriage to his first wife.

Compo's first wife was a well-known psychiatrist and a 40-year-old woman who raised a pair of daughters alone after divorce.This woman named Yesenin was even a close friend of the Minister of Justice for many years.She tried to approach and treat a teenager in a mental hospital who had been trying to injure himself and even commit suicide, and as a result... she fell in love with him, rescued him from the mental hospital with all her strength, and became his lover on a charming spring noon. wife.first.

However, in the same year of their marriage, on a bleak autumn night, Ye Yin, the daughter of her and her ex-husband, stabbed her with a fruit knife like crazy.She was stabbed to death in a bathtub with rose bath salts and a pool of warm water, with more than [-] stab wounds in her body.

The young police detective stared at a photo without blinking for 2 minutes, the sound of the lettuce chewing in his mouth gradually stopped, and the black and clear pupils almost fell out of their eye sockets.He even forgot to swallow until corn syrup from the fried hot dog dripped onto his keyboard.

"Fuck!" Chu Hua cursed, then took out a tissue and wiped his keyboard indiscriminately.The corn syrup was still very hot, and the heat from touching his fingers attracted the man to curse again, "Fuck, it's so hot!"

Tu Yuming was still right.

Xi Hua is a proud and conceited person. This is true in the work of criminal investigation, and the same is true of his appearance, but just now, he found that he would surrender to a man in a "complete defeat" way.

The dead, suspects, lawyers, witnesses, the young policeman deals with all kinds of men or women every day, has seen all kinds of handsome or beautiful men or women, and there is no face that can catch his eyes.

But he had never seen such a good-looking man.

And this man is also a disabled person with a lame right leg.

Chu Hua found that in almost all the photos, Compo was holding a silver metal cane in one hand and a bouquet of lily of the valley in the other.

It seems that this is a kind of flower that he likes very much.

Compo in the photo should be only 22 years old, more than ten years ago.Wearing a lace-trimmed beanie, he squints and smiles next to a middle-aged woman also in a white dress.The older women are not so beautiful, but their brows are gentle and graceful, and they are incomparably demure and elegant even with a lake.She was his first wife, Yesenin.

And that smiling Compo was as beautiful as an elf.The hair is shoulder length and lightly colored, and the texture looks amazingly shiny and soft.There is no trace of the masculine toughness on this face, but the femininity and femininity of the female is not surprising.Because he was very young at the time, his slightly childish face inevitably had a neutral color, but it can be seen from the broad shoulders and wide-set hands that he was already a very tall man.

He is like the shadow of Narcissus reflected in the lake water rather than his real self, without the breath of human fireworks; or like the tyrannical plague of the Middle Ages, so beautiful that people tremble all over; in short, no matter how you observe or associate with the painting, this man Nothing like a pervert who would kill twelve beautiful women, or a bastard who would murder his wife for an inheritance.

Chu Hua moved his finger, and clicked on several shrunken photos on the webpage—only one gave his brain a heavy blow like the handle of an axe.

Compo is kissing a butterfly.

In other words, the butterfly forgot the lily-of-the-valley it could live in and asked him for a kiss.

It's like a poignant, yet creepy love affair.

How could a man have such attractive corners of his lips, the curve of his lips turned up without smiling like the wrinkled edges of a rose.

And that butterfly.

The butterfly rested on his arched lips in the posture of feeding on nectar, protruding its long proboscis and kissing him with its mouthparts.

While the young police detective was stunned, his partner came and knocked on his desk again.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the face with obvious burn scars exposed at the door, pursed his lips and turned his eyes back to the computer, "Don't always hang around me, your secret love has already been revealed."

The corner of Tu Yuming's lips twitched: "The new Chief Superintendent is looking for you."

Chu Hua was stunned: "Who is the new Chief Superintendent?"

"Han Xiao." Tu Yuming made an obscene gesture related to "sex", then cast his lewd eyes on Chu Hua's lower body, and continued to provocatively, "How powerful is his 'second child'? Can you rely on this to rise all the way in just two years?"

Emotional control is becoming more and more difficult for Chu Hua to overcome.The unhappiness in my heart was clearly visible in the corners of her brows, eyes and lips, and her pretty face was taut and did not answer.

"I think your body must have the most say on this issue."

Chu Hua walked out with an expressionless face, but the moment he passed by the man blocking the door, he punched him hard.

Sparing no effort to hit the stomach, Tu Yuming arched his body and started cursing, but the other party was refreshed and did not turn his head, just said, "I am the one at the top."

"Women's virtue, a man's femininity is always awe-inspiring!" After enduring the pain in his body, Tu Yuming laughed out loudly behind him without hesitation, the laughter was mixed with an inexplicable sarcasm and Dissatisfied, "If you didn't let him on purpose at the beginning, you should be the one who is hugging the beautiful woman and getting promoted step by step."

"Idiot. That's not a woman's virtue, but vanity." Chu Hua turned his face slightly and glanced at the other party, his eyes were cold and he said calmly, "I like chasing more than waiting. I need him in front of me."

The author has something to say: ① Empathy, also known as "empathy" and "empathy".It refers to the ability to penetrate into the subjective world of others and understand their feelings.In short, it means "putting yourself in the shoes" and "comparing your heart with your heart" to understand other people's emotions and thinking. ②This allusion is already familiar, but the author decided to explain it: Narcissus (Narcissus, meaning "narcissus, narcissist"), the beautiful boy Narcissus fell in love with his own reflection in the lake, and stopped every day Looking at each other without thinking about food and tea, he eventually withered and died, turning into a daffodil.