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Swallowing the Seas - Chapter 12

Published at 28th of April 2023 05:45:12 AM


Chapter 12

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  "Don't move! Put down the knife!"

    "Raise your hand! Police!"

    Patrol special police, police station, anti-riot brigade, and criminal investigation detachment were all in place, and a large area of ​​abandoned construction site was surrounded by police regiments. The underworld horses shivered one by one, the machete and crowbar clinked to the ground, and they were quickly kicked away by the special police. They swarmed up, and handcuffed them one by one.

    Bu Chonghua lowered his gun, and asked, panting, "Are you okay?"

    Wu Yu stared at him blankly, his skin was pale and translucent, and his eyebrows became darker and clearer. Bu Chonghua's face was pale, and he pressed his shoulders and patrolled his whole body without any serious injuries. Then he asked in a more serious tone, "Are you okay?"

    "...Why are you here?"

    Bu Chonghua reprimanded, "Why am I here? Shouldn't I ask you?!"

    The two of them stood very close, Wu Yu took a half step back in a hurry, and said hastily: "You bleed the captain, quickly call someone over. Sorry I won't..."

    At this moment, several special police officers escorted Brother Liu, Nian Daxing and others from the abandoned alley connecting the wasteland. Nian Daxing struggled desperately and yelled: "You caught the wrong person! I am the victim's family! I am! Report and expose...Um!"

    The special police are not vegetarian, so they gagged him on the spot and stuffed him into the trunk.

    Wu Yu's face changed slightly.

    Bu Chonghua’s entire observation power was concentrated on him, and he noticed this detail at the time. Just when he wanted to ask, Liao Gang, Cai Lin and the others cried and rushed forward: "Bu Detachment!" "Quickly! Hurry up and call Xiaogui forensic doctor over!" "Boss, are you okay, boss? What kind of grandson did this, and I dragged it out and buried it!"...

    Wu Yu was squeezed into a staggering half step. He couldn't stand firmly under his feet and suddenly his knees became soft.

    "Little Wu is okay, who saw me Wu...I fuck!" Cai Lin was startled, before he had time to react, Bu Chonghua turned around abruptly and grabbed Wu Yu, only to see him covering his mouth and coughing. Sound, it was a cough that almost came out of the chest, and then he wiped his hand on the police uniform pants.

    Bu Chonghua grabbed his wrist and opened it to see that the palms were covered with blood.

    "Called a car to the hospital. He suffered internal injuries. Quick! Cai Lin!"

    Cai Lin bounced up and ran out, and the crowd suddenly became a mess. Bu Chonghua's arm was half-circled around Wu Yu, and he leaned against the brick wall. Suddenly he felt Wu Yu grabbed his arm with his backhand, his fingers were cold and trembling, and he said hoarsely: "Nian Daxing..."

    Bu Chonghua stared closely at Wu Yu's eyes, and in an instant he saw something unspeakable in those pupils.

    ——Mixed with sorrow, struggle, and deeper helplessness.

    "What about Nian Daxing?" Bu Chonghua asked in a low voice, "Why are you chasing him? Tell me!"

    This relative posture made Wu Yu raise his head, he stared at Bu Chonghua closely, opened his mouth, and made no sound.

    "Come here! Be careful!" At this time, Cai Lin and a few policemen rushed back, carrying the simple stretcher on the police van, and helping Wu Yu up. Bu Chonghua also stood up, ignoring other people's obstacles, and shouted, "Wu Yu!"

    "Forensic doctor! Forensic doctor!" Liao Gang desperately helped Bu Chonghua: "Captain, sit down! You're still bleeding!"

    Wu Yu closed his eyes suddenly.

    Somehow Bu Chonghua felt a trace of nervousness from his subtle reaction. Then Wu Yu was sent to the police car, the sirens sounded, and he rushed out of the scene.

    Liu Dongcai, male, 50 years old, has been in jail many times for crimes such as theft, robbery, selling counterfeit drugs, and selling second-hand cars. After being released from prison ten years ago, he wandered to the northeast and relied on his “craftsmanship” learned in prison. In the past two years, he has been engaged in the old business and even started classes to teach apprentices. In the past two years, he has made many burglaries and was wanted by the police in the three provinces.

    No one knows why he absconded to Jinhai, and frantically besieged the criminal police, and was besieged by the local police in one fell swoop.

    "——Negative stubborn resistance, I don’t know how to repent! I think you are hopeless!" Song Ping, the director of the Jinhai City Public Security Bureau, stood up to the crime, with a violent expression: "I warn you that it is best to rein in the cliff and turn your head back to the shore. This is my last time today. Repeat-odd to even, the symbol looks at the quadrant! It depends on the quadrant!!"

    Fifteen-year-old Song Xiaoyuan was lying half-dead at the dinner table, when the director’s wife clanked the fried pork ribs from the kitchen.

    "Look at you like this, ah, dare to slap me! Look at when Chonghua has to tutor homework, then look at you?! Stare? Stare again and send you to Bu Chonghua for discipline! Do not believe me you try!!"

    Song Ping covered his heart with one hand, and was about to look for the feather duster. Suddenly the phone rang, and the caller said that Cao Cao had arrived.

    "Hello, Chonghua?"

    Song Xiaoyuan instantly tightened the chrysanthemum.

    "Uh, uh, I heard your old Xu report...what?!"

    Song Ping’s tail sound suddenly rose up. He didn’t know what Bu Chonghua said on the other side of the phone. He saw his face changed suddenly, and he immediately got up and put on his shoes and grabbed the car key: "I see. You tell Old Xu that I am now Just go there, we will be there soon!"

    "What's the matter?" Mrs. Secretary poked her head out of the kitchen and asked dissatisfiedly: "It's so easy to be at home for a day, but where do I go?"

    Song Ping hurriedly clamped his purse into the creaking nest: "Last night, Nancheng Detachment caught a group of people in Laochangping District. Chonghua was chopped and injured. He just called and said that there is a new situation in the case."

    "What—?!" Madam's uplifted ending sound is exactly the same as Song Ping just now, even the tone is not bad: "Chonghua is injured? Seriously?! Huihui! Huihui!"

    Song Ping is almost two big heads one by one: "Oh, what do you tell her!"

    There was a sound of footsteps in the back room, and Song Hui, who was at home on vacation, rushed into the dining room. A flowery face was pale with fear: "What's the matter? Mom? What's the matter?"

    The secretary's wife said loudly: "Your dad is going to the Nancheng Detachment to look at Zhonghua, you quickly follow it and put on that newly bought pink dress..."

    "Let's let them go, when is this!" Song Ping couldn't laugh or cry, closed the door violently and left.

    Criminal Investigation Detachment Building, Nancheng Public Security Bureau, Jinhai City.

    A red flag car stabbed and stopped in front of the door. Before the driver could get out of the car and open the door, Song Ping had already got out, strode up the steps, waved his hand to indicate that Xu Ju would not greet him, and pointed directly to Bu Chonghua’s shoulder and asked: " what is the problem?"

    "The forensic doctor has been stitched up. The knife is so dull that it doesn't necessarily kill you." Bu Chonghua wore a police uniform jacket, his left shoulder was tightly wrapped with a bandage, but his actions were not affected at all: "The news of Liu Dongcai's arrest has It was sent to the Dalian Public Security Bureau, and the people they sent to assist in the investigation arrived at noon..."

    "Have you killed a chicken? Do you know that the vitality of a chicken is much stronger than you?" Song Ping snapped and interrupted: "Take me to the hospital! Go to the hospital when I'm done!"

    "..." Bu Chonghua said, "I know it. Last night, Liao Gang and the others interrogated Liu's subordinates all night. After comparing their confessions, it was confirmed that Nian Daxing, the family member of the 502 homicide, was also involved. Among them, he informed Liu Dongcai to lead people into Jinhai City."

    As the group walked into the Criminal Investigation Detachment Building, Song Ping frowned: "Why?"

    "Nian Daxing was originally named Niangui. Fourteen years ago, he was sentenced to three years in prison for assisting in the trafficking of opium under 200 grams. While waiting for the sentence in the Jinkang District Detention Center, he lived in the same cell with Liu Dongcai. The surname Liu was the head of the cell. Nian Daxing was his thug and younger brother. After they were released from prison, the two gradually stopped contacting each other until Nian Daxing came to the city bureau a few days ago because of the murder of his daughter. When he saw Wu Yu, he privately informed Liu Dongcai to bring someone back. Jinhai seeks revenge because he received 30,000 yuan in bounty from Liu Dongcai because of his merits.

    Song Ping paused, and several people also stopped: "Having revenge?"

    Bu Chonghua nodded: "Nian Daxing claimed that Liu Dongcai's severed hand was cut off by Wu Yu ten years ago, and also said that he wanted to report it and request meritorious service."

    Judging from the unexpected expression of Mr. Song, the boss of the Jinhai City Public Security Bureau, even he did not know that this happened. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "What is he going to report?"

    Bu Chonghua made a gesture of waving outwards, palms inwards, and backs of hands outwards--the directors except Xu Ju took two steps back with interest. The Criminal Investigation Detachment building was crowded, and this little The square inch of the ground is suddenly exceptionally quiet.

    "He said that Wu Yu had been in jail." Bu Chonghua turned his head slightly and put the volume very softly: "He said Wu Yu was a wanted criminal who escaped from the Jinkang District Detention Center 13 years ago."

    Interrogation room.

    The walls were pale on all sides, and there was a big iron window on the top of the wall. The clerk had been cleared out, and there was only a dim lamp on the bare iron table. The light was yellow, not yellow, green or green, and it reflected Nian Daxing's fleshy face with a hint of weakness.

    Bu Chonghua sat behind the interrogation table with his cuffs rolled on his elbows, revealing his strong forearms, and said casually: "I heard you want to report, saying that our criminal police are wanted?"

    Bu Chonghua has broad shoulders and long legs, shoulders are straight and straight, and he simply sits there. The momentum he has cultivated in his criminal investigation career for more than ten years overwhelmingly covers the opponent, Nian Daxing even dared not raise his eyes and look directly at him: "I , I didn't lie, I didn't tell Brother Liu for the 30,000 yuan, but because the surname Wu was too ruthless! I did it for self-defense!"

    In the small black room outside the interrogation room, Boss Song and Xu Ju stood side by side in front of the single-sided glass, and cast a deep glance at each other.

    "Self-defense." Bu Chonghua repeated indistinctly, and asked: "Why do you want to defend yourself, Wu Yu is against you?"

    Nian Daxing swallowed hard, with a grunt in his throat.

    "You are expensive," Bu Chonghua said indifferently, his voice is extremely magnetic, but every word is heavy: "You are in front of me, and the person who accuses me is a fugitive. Do you know what crime is to slander an active criminal police officer?"

    His last words seemed to be headed by Mount Tai, so that Nian Daxing collapsed into the iron chair. It took him a long time to confess, and he reluctantly squeezed out a sentence: "But... but I can recognize him, his appearance has not changed, and that Tattoos! How can there be the same two tattoos in the world?!"

    Bu Chonghua tightened his pupils.

    -Tattoos.

    "His real name and surname are not known. It is said that he was brought in by helping people to transport fans to Myanmar. The guards called him number 23659. Everyone in the chant has a'flower name', but he does not. No need to have. Everyone knows that it is him when it comes to mentioning'him', and they don't even need to mention it later. When the air is released, the prisoners gather together to make a wink that they are talking about him, and the guards don't care at all. ..."

    "Why?" Bu Chonghua asked.

    Nian Da was gasping for breath, and under the light, cold sweat was seen flowing out of marks along his forehead. After a long while, he squeezed out a convulsive smile.

    "Why? No why. Do you think the detention centers are like prisons, police officer? When the court didn't decide, everyone was locked in the detention center. The family of seven or eight people was killed, and the border drug dealers were 80 kilograms. The gang blocked the road and robbed people, murdered and smashed the corpses wanted all over the country... All the prisoners were mixed together, there were big shops, there were small shops, and each small shop had a cell boss. The cell boss was responsible for teaching new prisoners to learn the rules for one day. Three beats to the death, and then filled with muddy dirty water after the beat. The strips know how to play among prisoners. As long as they don’t really kill people, they will not see it if they see it..."

    "I'm not asking you this." Bu Chonghua interrupted, "I was asking why '23659' doesn't have a nickname."

    Nian Daxing glared at him, the distorted malice on his face almost turned into a sticky thing, and he finally told the truth:

    "Because it looks good."

    Bu Chonghua breathed slightly.

    "That's a big prison. Even a rat is a fucking big prison. He looks so good-looking. Why do you think all the prisoners are thinking about it? What do you think they are thinking about, sir?"

    The interrogation room and outside seemed to be frozen, and the air turned into countless sharp broken ice, which fell heavily into the human lungs.

    After a long time, Bu Chonghua finally moved his neck, and the joints made a crackling sound. He asked, "So Liu Dongcai started?"

    "Liu Dongcai was the first to start. Because we squatted on the same trumpet, it was easy to do it." Nian Daxing sneered: "But the surname Liu dare not do it by himself-he is the head of the prison because he has a background outside and someone will give it away. Money, he can't beat people. So he ordered us to go first..."

    Bu Chonghua's face was still heavy, without any emotions, "Then what?"

    Nian Daxing took a breath, the fat on his face twitched, and finally lifted his sweatshirt.

    Even under the dim and gloomy visual conditions of the interrogation room, the scar on his chest and abdomen was still very clear, glowing with a terrible dark red that grew old.

    "Glass block," Nian Daxing said hoarsely.

    Bu Chonghua's expression finally changed.

    "Can you imagine? The guys surnamed Liu bullied him, beat him, and vomited blood. The kid only gritted his teeth and said nothing. I still think he is quite good to bully. But a group of people surrounded him that night. When he started to do it, he suddenly gave up. He used a hidden brick to break a man’s head, and smashed the broken glass into my stomach. They said my intestines were flowing out. Everyone was shouting, everyone was there Suddenly, before the armed police came with a gun, he pierced a man's neck, and blood sprayed out half the wall so high. Later I heard that a riot was almost triggered that night.

    Nian Daxing panted heavily and said, "Do you know why Liu brought 20 or 30 people to Jinhai this time, police officer? Because he was scared. I dare say that Liu has been in trouble for most of his life and never died. It’s so close." Mobile phone\end remembers "www.999xs.com" for you\provide wonderful novel\read

    Bu Chonghua narrowed his eyes and stared at Nian Daxing's face that was mixed with fear, cowardice and hatred, and he did not speak for a long time.

    "What happened later?" Bu Chonghua finally asked, "You said he escaped from prison?"

    Nian Daxing stared at the interrogation table, as if through its cold steel surface, once again returned to the chaotic bloody night in the detention center. After a while, he swallowed again and said, "Yes, he ran away after that night."

    "..."

    "The armed police surrounded the prison that night and sprayed high-pressure water guns into the chamber. Everyone was pushed against the wall at once. Then they rushed in and knocked all the prisoners down, telling us to hold our heads and squat down, shouting who dares I was shot and killed immediately. At that time, I was holding my intestines, and I was about to call for help, when I suddenly saw the kid stand up and grabbed the guards, and beat the guards to death like a madness-in front of the armed police. Come on? With a bang, the armed police rushed forward, and a group of people beat him to his head. He was beaten until he stopped moving before dragging him out of the horn. I told you that when he was dragged out The ground is full of blood, I thought he was dead, damn it!" Nian Daxing scolded fiercely: "Later I knew what he was going to do, just want to enter the infirmary, the sewer of the infirmary is connected to the outer river. He ran away the next day!"

    Not only Bu Chonghua, but Song Ju and Xu Ju, who are outside the single-sided glass, frowned-the sewer in the infirmary?

    Even if it was more than ten years ago, even if it was a ruined detention center located in a small border town, it would be too ridiculous to be able to escape from the sewer with a single breath.

    "Don't believe it? I didn't believe it at first, so many prisoners didn't believe it. Then the sewers lead from the infirmary to the outer area, and from the outer area, you have to turn one more before it leads to the Jinkang River outside. If someone says he can be I suffocated my breath and dived for several miles, but you can believe it? But he really disappeared! Cough, cough—"

    Nian Daxing was so excited that he choked with saliva. The eyes both inside and outside the interrogation room were fixed on him. He couldn't help shaking his head, his puffy and sallow face turned sickly red because of excitement.

    "Later I couldn't figure it out. I couldn't figure it out. I only knew that the entire detention center was under martial law. A truck by truck of armed police came four or five calls and ordered the prisoners to not discuss the matter, even mentioning that kid. No. But in fact, this kind of thing can't be controlled at all. Everyone is secretly guessing, but can't guess why-it wasn't until I was released from prison two years later that someone finally told me."

    Nian Daxing stopped and shook his head, staring straight at Bu Chonghua, his muddy pupils trembling:

    "That kid didn't swim out by himself. In fact, he only swam outside the prison area and was surrounded by armed police. Then a group of Burmese soldiers drove across the border, broke through the grid through the prison gate, exchanged fire with the guards, and was killed by the armed police. Several people."

    "He was in the same group as the Burmese, they took him from prison."





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