Swallowing the Seas

A week later, in Mao County, Jinhai City.

The streets of the county town were cold and windy, and it was dark just after five o'clock.Bu Chonghua tightened his coat, quickly glanced left and right, and hurried to a hidden telephone booth on the corner of the street, and dialed a few numbers.

"Hey?"

Song Ping's low and hasty voice sounded from the receiver: "Why don't you use the confidential line?"

"The mobile phone was monitored by the shark, and people followed everywhere, and it was too late to go to the connection point."

"What's so..."

Before Song Ping could utter the word "urgent", he was interrupted by Bu Chonghua's extremely tense voice: "Why did you inform Wu Yu of the assisted investigation?!"

Song Ping choked up for a moment, and his eyes fell on the internal fax in front of him. Under the six bold letters of "Emergency Assisted Investigation Notice" just sent out a few hours ago, Wu Yu's front high-resolution picture and ID number were particularly eye-catching.

"...At present, the public security system has only launched an emergency plan and set up checkpoints for districts and counties and checkpoints for exiting the city. Wu Yu's identity information has not been disseminated to the public. For the time being, he should...should still be safe."

"It's not a question of safety!" Bu Chonghua couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Wu Yu just had a problem and didn't make it clear. He is not a criminal. You will expose him to sharks instead!"

"I don't want to do that, but he ran away!" Song Ping roared louder than him: "He is the only one who knows all your hidden plans but is not under the control of the task force, what do you want me to do? What if What if he sold you with all the information? What if he has already turned to the shark? What if he thinks that Xie Xing died unjustly and wants to avenge him?!"

"He won't betray me, but you're pushing him toward the sharks!"

Song Ping asked incredulously: "Listen to yourself, are the two sentences before and after you contradicting yourself?"

Bu Chonghua exhaled in the noisy background of the street, and realized that no matter how much he explained, it would be useless.

Sharks can't understand the delicate and complex mentality of the painter, let alone the leaders of the task force, and it's just a waste of time to talk about it. It is absolutely impossible for them to withdraw the assisted investigation report.

"—If," Bu Chonghua wiped his eyes vigorously, and asked in a more emphatic tone, "if I can catch the shark with my own hands during the operation three days later, and then bring Wu Yu back, can I get rid of the past in exchange? , Let him be completely free from now on?"

Song Ping hesitated for a moment, looked up over the desk, Secretary Weng and two other leaders of the Ministry of Public Security were looking at each other on the sofa against the wall, and after a while, one of the very old leaders stared at Song Ping and nodded very slightly.

Song Ping understood.

"What you're doing is making a deal with us. I can't guarantee you." Song Ping turned to the microphone and paused, then changed the subject: "But if you can do it, I'm sure the task force will treat you All opinions are going to be very, very biased."

Although this answer didn't completely explain the words to death, it was considered to be a hint.

Bu Chonghua lowered his head and let out a deep breath of hot air. He didn't say anything more. He raised his head and dropped the words "Got it" before hanging up the phone. Song Ping on the receiver hurriedly asked, "Wait! But why did you put Wu Did you bring him back? Where are you going to find him?"

Bu Chonghua said: "I have a channel." Then he hung up the phone neatly, swept around, and hurried out of the phone booth.

Snapped!

The electric light bulbs covered with greasy dust suddenly turned on, illuminating the old-fashioned kitchen with a dim yellow halo.

A small pot of water was gurgling and boiling on the stove. Wu Yu unpacked the noodles and poured in half a packet. Watching the noodles soften a little bit, he beat in the washed vegetable leaves and raw eggs and stirred them. Bang a few times.

"Is anyone there? Courier!"

Wu Yu didn't turn off the fire, just wiped his hand on his jeans casually, and went to the outside room to open the door.Outside the rental house was a dark and narrow alley. A thin man dressed as a courier was standing there wrapped in the winter night wind and snow. He looked him up and down, handed him a cardboard box without saying a word, nodded and left.

Wu Yu closed the door, knelt on one knee on the concrete floor of the messy entrance, opened the cardboard box, piled the plastic foam randomly in the corner of the door, unwrapped the layers of newspapers, and finally revealed the heavy items inside——

A pistol, a dagger, twenty rounds of ammunition.

The windows in the inner room are ajar, and with the north wind, the smell of meals and the movement of talking and laughing from the neighbors in the alley, and the theme song of the popular TV series are played occasionally.

The rental house was empty and quiet. Wu Yu's quiet side face remained motionless. He skillfully dismantled the gun into its parts. Then he got up and walked back to the kitchen.

The noodles and vegetables were completely soft and rotten, and the soup was bubbling.He didn't even put salt and sugar, and turned off the fire casually. While smashing the noodles in the small pot with his chopsticks, he blew his breath and walked back to the outside room. He walked past several bodyguards who appeared by the entrance and the wall at unknown times, and pulled out the chair. Sitting at one side of the dining table, he lowered his head and took two mouthfuls of steaming noodles.

A hand was pressed on his shoulder from behind, and the shark smiled in his ear:

"When you bought a gun from the dark web, you should have expected me to follow you, shouldn't you, painter?"

Wu Yu turned a deaf ear to it, and didn't even take seriously the sight of the room full of guns and live ammunition. Xilihulu ate half a bowl of noodles in full view.

He eats far from gracefully, not even chewing before swallowing.The old light bulb and the curling steam seemed to have added a layer of filter to him. His skin was hazy and white, and the light and shadow of his facial features were very deep. The shark's thoughtful gaze fell on the noodle soup in his pot. After a while, he saw Wu Yu finally Putting down the chopsticks, wiped his mouth casually, and said flatly:

"I'm in a bad mood today, I suggest you pay attention when you speak."

The shark slowly showed a smile, pulled away a chair opposite the old-fashioned wooden Eight Immortals table and sat down, and said gently: "I heard that the Chinese will burn paper for their relatives on the day they pass away, as a way to commemorate them. Later Would you go out and burn papers for the police officer?"

Wu Yu paused.

"When did you know?" he finally asked after a moment.

"I have dealt with many police officers in various countries, and I even sit on an equal footing with their high-level officials. I know what an agent can pretend to be at most, and I am also familiar with various undercover and different lurking methods. So after I broke up with you a year ago, Your words, deeds, and actions in the past have been repeatedly recalled in my mind, which gradually aroused great suspicion in me."

"In order to investigate these suspicions, I left China after Mayin's death and went to her hometown in Burma, and finally pieced together an unbelievable guess from the many traces of the local village." Shark looked at Wu Yu with a smile and said, "Thank you As soon as I saw the assisted investigation report sent to you by the North China police, I knew all my guesses had come true."

Wu Yu lowered his eyes, staring fixedly at the half-baked bowl of noodles in front of him.

Suddenly the back of his hand on the table sank, and it was the shark who leaned forward and took his hand:

"But I still don't understand, painter, how could they do this to you?"

"..."

"Come with me, they won't believe you anymore, let me take you to a land that is truly free."

There were obviously so many people standing in the small and low room, but they didn't even smell their breathing. Only the sound of the wind howling in the winter night outside could be heard through the crack of the window.

The bodyguard standing behind Wu Yu silently raised his gun, pointing the muzzle at the back of his head, and pressed his index finger on the trigger secretly, but didn't pull it. Everyone was holding their breath and waiting for him to say something. that answer.

Agree or flatly refuse?

As long as there is one word that does not meet the shark's expected calculation, blood will be splashed three feet in front of the eyes in the next second, and even the legendary God of War who descended to earth cannot escape!

"...Do you want to hear my answer?" After some time, Wu Yu finally laughed at himself in the eyes of many people around him, "It's easy to lie to others, but it's difficult to lie to yourself. From the day Xie Xing walked, I I told myself I was going to be a police officer."

He didn't notice the black muzzle of the gun half a foot behind his head at all, he took his hand out of the shark's palm, picked up the chopsticks again, and said wearily: "Until now, I still want to be a policeman."

The air seemed to be frozen, and the bodyguard with the gun couldn't believe his ears, and after a long while, he finally lowered the muzzle of his gun completely.

In contrast, the shark was trembling slightly. Although he couldn't see it through the windbreaker, he could feel waves of more intense excitement rushing to his brain along every nerve ending - the artist didn't agree He, wasn't even playing hard to get!

He was really wanted to the point of desperation, this is not a bureau set up by him and the police in cooperation!

"Do you really want to go back to be a policeman, or do you think you want to be a policeman?" The shark's pupils have turned gray-blue due to excitement, but his voice is well controlled, and he even laughed: "You know what, the painter , Why was I willing to exchange you with [-] kilograms of No. [-] heroin back then, and I didn’t suspect that you were an undercover police agent until the last moment? I have seen so many disguised policemen and hypocritical agents, why are you the only one who doesn’t smell suspicious? , only you are different from those countless failed undercover agents?"

"you--"

Wu Yu was forced to lift his face, Shark got up from the other side of the wooden table and grabbed his chin, condescendingly smiled and said: "Because you don't have that kind of thing in your heart, your smell is the same as mine, from the first sight I knew when you were there that you couldn't be a cop!"

"Stop!" "Put it down!"

The bodyguard turned pale in shock, and saw Wu Yu's blade was pressed against the shark's wrist holding his chin, and every word was forced out from between his teeth: "Shut up!"

Shark didn't care at all, he let go with a contemptuous smile, snatched the mobile phone from the bodyguard's arms, and dialed 110 directly: "Don't you want to be a policeman? Okay, I'll give you a chance."

Wu Yu's pupils tightened silently, and the shark raised his hand and threw him the mobile phone that was connected to 110: "—tell the police that I am here, maybe they will let you call the police for the sake of your tipping off." Team, do you want to try it?"

"Hello, Jinhai City 110 Alarm Service Desk... How are you?"

There was a dead silence in the room, except for heavy breathing one after another, and Wu Yu's five fingers clutching the phone changed color and trembled due to the force.

"Hello? May I help you? This is the 110 alarm service desk in Jinhai City?"

"..."

Wu Yu couldn't help panting, his chest rose and fell sharply, and Shaoqing suddenly slammed his phone against the wall!

With a bang, the mobile phone was smashed into several pieces, and the wall dust and gravel and the broken screen splashed all over the ground.Wu Yu covered his face with force, his slender fingers convulsed uncontrollably, his bones and joints all discolored, and he let out an uncontrollable hoarse gasp from his palm.

"You don't want to put on that suit that much, painter." At some point, the shark got up and came behind him, pressed his hands tightly on his shaking shoulders, and whispered softly in his ear: "I feel sorry for the sacrifice of Police Officer Xie." Very sad and regretful, I would have built a gorgeous cemetery for him, or put up a statue, but you can't use him for..."

Wu Yu said hoarsely, "Shut up."

"—You can't use him to deceive yourself. Because you don't have those things in your heart, and you are not the same as them. You and I..."

"I'll tell you to shut up!" Wu Yu suddenly raised his head and shouted.

Shark politely raised his hands, stood up and distanced himself.

—You are not like them, you are me.

Wu Yu's eyes were bloodshot, his straight nose was also slightly red, and his razor-like lips were slightly stained with blood due to the emotional agitation, and they were slightly parted while panting.

Everyone watched him closely, watching him take a deep breath after a brief breakdown, and suddenly the line of his lips tightened.This cold and strong action seemed to represent that he quickly restrained his emotions, and then shook his head.

"I don't want to lie to you, Mr. Phillip, I can't be like you."

When Shark heard this address, his expression seemed to relax a little, but the next words made his expression not so good.

"Even if you take me away, I can't be your loyal subordinate from the bottom of my heart, so no matter what I say next, it's useless. Today is the anniversary of Xie Xing's death. I always wanted to go to that world to meet him again, If you want to kill me tonight is your only chance. You decide."

Wu Yu stood up, packed up the bowls and chopsticks, and ate a few mouthfuls of dinner in a hurry, ignoring the gunshots all around the room, and walked into the kitchen in such a bland and even numb manner, there was a rushing sound in a short while. Bowl sound.

Several bodyguards did not dare to say a word, there was a strange atmosphere in the air, and no one dared to look at the extremely ugly face of the shark.

The man holding the gun just now tentatively asked softly, "Boss..."

Do you want to take this person away by force?

Or, to kill or not to kill?

Outside the row of bungalows, at the alley.

The motorcycle was turned off in the night, and the rider in the black jacket took off his helmet, silently stuck to the corner of the wall, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance.

At the end of the rough stone road, the jeep that he followed all the way was parked in front of the main entrance of the courtyard. The body looked old and ordinary, but not far away, there were two men with bulging trouser pockets dangling back and forth, casually scanning the surrounding night. , The two did not talk to each other, but there was a hidden ferocity in their actions.

It was the shark's men.

The rider took half a step back, his eyes swept around, and the route, terrain, and obstacles in the darkness had all been printed into his brain one by one.Then he took two run-up steps, jumped up, crossed the two-meter-high wall with one hand, and disappeared into the back door of the courtyard.

wow——

Wu Yu rinsed the chopsticks, casually put them on the white tiled countertop, rinsed the small pot for cooking the noodles, suddenly stopped slightly, and glanced sideways from the corner of his eyes.

The kitchen window frame was full of years of oily smoke, and the water vapor formed a white mist on the glass, faintly reflecting the street lamps in the distance. Suddenly, there was a dim flash of light, as if something was clinging to the outer window sill and swaying past.

Wu Yu seemed to be held in place by some kind of force that swept across his face, and he stretched out his hand from under the water after a long time, and wiped the white fog on the glass window——

A familiar palm patted the window almost inaudibly from the outside, and it was instantly in contact with him through the glass.

"..."

Wu Yu's other hand was slightly unsteady, and he wiped the glass twice.Passing through the hazy fog and distant street lights of the winter night, the extremely familiar figure is standing in the snowstorm, with a handsome face looking at him through the window.

It was Bu Chonghua.

The faucet was still running, and those murderous drug dealers were still standing outside.Across the thin wall of the kitchen, no one can see that their palms are pressing against each other. Wu Yu's face is pale, tired and dazed, but Bu Chonghua's eyes are burning and greedy, and he describes every inch of him over and over again through the glass window. The outline of eyebrows and eyes, after a long time, I finally opened my mouth and made four silent words:

"Don't, follow, him, go."