The two of them sat and squatted, their foreheads almost touching each other, Wu Yu raised the corners of his pale and cold mouth for a long while, and his movements were very hasty and short: "What are you talking about, you are the leader of the team, and you didn't go to drug trafficking."
Then he turned his head to break free, but the back of his neck bone was pressed by Bu Chonghua's palm and pressed back: "Let me guess what you are thinking."
"Every morning you come to work, sit behind the table with your hair stunned, and listen to my reprimands. You occasionally face robbery bastards and car grabbing bags. The deaths of a few people are considered serious crimes. I heard them on the way home from work. The radio shows lace news from the entertainment industry, but I don’t understand it; they don’t know who those stars get married and have children, which divorce and gossip. They go home alone, open the door and open the door. There is no ghost on all four walls except you; I ate it all within ten kilometers of the next takeaway. I cooked my own meal and mixed leftovers with heat and heat for a week.-It's better to go back and be an undercover agent, right?"
"..."
"You have lurked for too long in the jungle where the knife head is licking blood, and you can't melt into the warm sheep pen. Seeing Liu Li feel very kind, isn't it? Those sad, pitiful, ignorant, helpless, twisted and deformed in that horn. Isn't it particularly like Xie Qianshan's life?"
Wu Yu pressed his lips tightly, and his whole body seemed to freeze.
Bu Chonghua stared at his trembling pupils: "But I want to pull you back from the gap."
I don't know where to hear the sound of flushing water, rushing through the water pipe, and then rushing away. Someone slammed the door in the distance, echoing in the hollow hallway, footsteps near and far.
It was like the sound of a wire dragging on the ground.
"Two, three, six, five, nine!" The guard dragged the tone impatiently: "Someone is visiting—"
The skylight was cut into countless twisted fragments by the iron fence and spread on the silhouette of the person opposite the visitation window. Wu Yu was trembling and staring at him. He saw the familiar eye sockets, nose shadows and cheeks sinking deep, like a ghost protruding from hell, but his eyes were burning with strange and scary light.
"What did they call you to do? Why are you here? Why did you come here so well on the police school?!"
...
Wu Yu's chest couldn't help heaving, but it was as if his throat was filled with deep water. Except for the more and more rapid gasps, he couldn't make a sound when he tried his best—
"...I'll take you back..."
"I said I would drag you back from that hell!"
"I know you want to solve this case, just like everyone else." Bu Chonghua patted the black hair on the back of Wu Yu's head, and finally let go of him, and said in a deep voice, "If you gave Liu Li money at Gao Ling's house then It’s not you, or it’s someone else who was pestered by her in the interrogation room just now. I wouldn’t have this reaction, but it’s different if it’s you. Do you know why?"
Wu Yu seemed to be immersed in an old nightmare, even breathing was slightly imperceptible, his eyes floated in the air, he was shocked when he heard the words, and suddenly woke up: "What?"
Bu Chonghua said: "That day, Nian Daxing drank and made trouble before surveillance. There were people in the corridors, and you were the only one who beat him without hesitation. From that time on, I knew that some of your qualities were really different from others. ."
"It's easy to do things that are not wrong, but it is easy to get hurt when you do good things that are not wrong. Sometimes my biggest worry is this. You haven't learned how to be a good policeman who is not easily injured."
Wu Yu has been a policeman for many years, but no one has ever used the word good police to describe him-Lin Kang does not, Feng Ju does not, and Zhang Boming certainly does not.
They may have forgotten, or feel that it is unnecessary.
Now that he heard this comment from Bu Chonghua's mouth unexpectedly, it made him feel a little unreal paralysis.
"...I see." Wu Yu squeezed out a few words abruptly, with some sour lump in his throat, his lips moved before he whispered, "Thank you."
Bu Chonghua may have never said so much. According to the reaction of normal people, he should give some frank responses at this time, he thought.
But a deeper instinct, like an innate curse, has firmly confined all languages.
"Come and wash your face." Bu Chonghua patted him on the shoulder, got up and stretched out his hand to him: "You can't stay in the game tonight, go home and rest, and come back tomorrow morning."
Wu Yu was a little bit cramped. It seemed that after being in prison, he was really not used to touching others, so he stood up on his knees-followed by a sudden violent dizziness and caught off guard. As soon as his eyes went dark, he was quick by Bu Chonghua's eyes and hands. He held it tightly, half-armed and half-supported to the side of the washbasin, after a long period of breath, he washed his face hastily with a cold water faucet.
"You vomited so I almost let the forensic doctor call 120." Bu Chonghua handed him a towel and asked, "Are you not able to eat a bite of meat, conditioned?"
Wu Yu covered his face with a towel and muttered.
"How did it form?"
"……what?"
Wu Yu's eyelids were slightly red, and a blank eye appeared from the corner of the towel. Bu Chonghua asked: "How did you form this reflex, eating dead human flesh?"
Wu Yu was caught off guard against choking. Bu Chonghua hurriedly supported his shoulder with one hand and patted his back with the other. After a while, Wu Yu finally stopped the cough, lowered his head and said, "You are as delicate and tender as you are. What about meat."
"..." Bu Chonghua's expression was a little weird when he heard the words "Xianpi Tianrou", but seeing that he was already coughing so hard, he didn't say much, he just shook his head silently.
Wu Yu propped his knees and wiped the corners of his lips with the back of his hand: "Your clothes—"
"It's okay, there is a spare."
Bu Chonghua, a workaholic who has the public security bureau at his home, has all seasons of clothing in his office, including toothbrushes and floss cups. But Wu Yu thought about it and said, "I will pay you."
Bu Chonghua looked at him for a while, but did not comment, and suddenly asked, "Do you know who the last person to throw up on me was?"
"what?"
"The deputy detachment of Jianning City Public Security Bureau, my cousin."
Wu Yu glanced at him unexpectedly, and Bu Chonghua said: "Our brothers didn't have a good relationship. We fought since we were young. In his eyes, I was a decent accuser. In my eyes, he was a prodigal prodigal. Later. I went north to study and gradually lost contact until I happened to meet him after a job. I sneaked into the sewer for a secret break. Before I could ask him to give him a hand when I came out, he actually vomited me all over. And the smell smoked him immediately and then he vomited for the second round... It happened years ago, but the feeling of stuck in the sewer and nowhere to hide is still fresh in my memory, you can only be considered drizzle ."
When Bu Chonghua, the flower of high mountains, was forced to face the violent storm head-on, Wu Yu couldn't help asking, "What happened later?"
"After what?"
"Are you still in touch?"
"No." Bu Chonghua said lightly, "I will blacken him after vomiting."
Wu Yu let out a laugh.
This is probably the first time Bu Chonghua saw Wu Yu really laugh. Although it faded in half a second, there was no shrinking feeling of perfunctory, coping, and forced laughter. The frozen eyebrows and facial features were alive, as if they were thrilling. The look passed by.
Wu Yu has always looked good, and everyone in the Nancheng branch can see this, but it is only an objective evaluation of his face with the facial features after putting aside his reticent, cringing and cramped temperament. It wasn't until this moment that Bu Chonghua caught a glimpse of the handsome and handsome figure 13 years ago from the flowing expression and smile.
——"That's a big jail, even a rat is a big jail with his mother. He is so good-looking, why do you think all the prisoners are worried?" He seemed to hear Nian Daxing's greasy and gloomy voice again from behind the interrogation table. : "What do you think they are thinking about, officer?"
Bu Chonghua's muscles suddenly tightened, and the arm supporting Wu Yu's side became unnatural, and he let it go slightly inconspicuously.
At this moment, he suddenly heard Wu Yu's "Huh?"
In an instant, Bu Chonghua's first reaction was to let go: "What?"
"This ceramic..."
The restroom of the Nancheng branch office was only renovated. The wall pool was all white. Wu Yu frowned and stared at the pool he had just used. He saw the white ceramics covered with a layer of water under the light, clearly reflecting him and Bu Chonghua. The shadow of the two. 999 novel first published www.999xs.com m.999xs.com
——Heavy rain, monitoring, low-lying water in villages in the city...
"Gao Ling." Wu Yu suddenly came up with two words.
"what?"
"I know how to find her," Wu Yu looked at Bu Chonghua, with an unusual light shining in his eyes: "It rained heavily on the day of the incident, and the four fork roads from Gao Ling's house were full of water, even if she was stuck at the blind corner of the surveillance system. It's useless!"
"——Her shadow cannot be avoided, she will definitely be cast on the water!"
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"There are four fork roads at the gate of Gao Ling's house, Mingguang Road, Jinling Road, Zhengxing Alley, Mao'er Hutong, and the monitoring around the exit of each road is called up, and the hue analysis is performed for all the places that may cast reflections!
"On May 2nd, at 2:12:06 PM, the exit of Mao'er Hutong was 15 meters away. A small part of the water fluctuated against the wind, and there was suspected dynamic interference around!
"The water at the exit of Mao'er Hutong outlines a human-like reflection, Director Wang!"
Wang Jiuling turned her head back and almost turned off her newly bought wig: "Do some HD! Quick!"
At 2:12:08 pm on May 2nd, eight hours before Nian Xiaoping was killed, there was a heavy rain in Nancheng District with a sixth-level east wind. In a puddle 116 meters away from the home of another missing girl, the surface of the water swayed to the southwest with a few ripples, like a slight shock caused by a foot stepping on the edge of the puddle-that flash The fleeting moment is captured and enlarged by the surveillance image, and after countless image processing, a fuzzy dark blue silhouette is finally collected from the image.
The girl who disappeared in place finally revealed her trace to the detectives again.
Down the Mao'er alley, every corner, every fork in the road, every surveillance camera in the village in the city was captured, the stagnant water in every frame was captured and analyzed, and the high-definition technology exposed her deliberately hidden whereabouts No more: At 14:15:02, her dark blue raincoat passed through the shade of Wudao Hutong, and a foot wearing red rubber shoes was reflected in the stagnant water; at 14:20:06, she turned from Wudao Hutong to the long route. Half of the raincoat was exposed at the edge of a supermarket monitoring; at 14:36:07, she finally walked out of the most dilapidated and low-lying area of the village in the city. The traffic monitoring gradually became dense, and more and more pictures flashed her figure...
"Found it! Step Detachment!" A visual detective suddenly raised his head from the monitoring screen, and his voice was hoarse with excitement: "At 3:30 in the afternoon, the target passed by the entrance of FamilyMart convenience store under the high-speed bridge. Walk north along the railway line!"
——There are railway surveillance on both sides of the railway. As long as she walks in this direction, she will definitely not avoid the dense cameras!
It was less than four o'clock, the darkest time before dawn. Gao Ling in a dark blue raincoat hurriedly walked past the surveillance image, her face pale and expressionless; her rubber shoes stepped in the stagnant water, her trouser legs were wet, and the hem of the raincoat moved with the wind, revealing half of a bulging black schoolbag.
Countless pairs of bloodshot eyes watched her head north, all the way to the downpour of the Sili River, until she disappeared again in the wilderness where the river embankment monitoring was missing——
The wilderness overgrown with reeds was the scene of the murder of Nian Xiaoping a few hours later!
The technical team’s large office was full of restlessness. Wang Jiuling pulled off the wig and slapped it on the table. His voice changed with excitement: “Got it! Gao Ling’s disappearance is related to the killing of Nian Xiaoping, murderer It's not the first time to commit a crime, this grandson must have a criminal record!"
Bu Chonghua breathed a sigh of relief suddenly, and looked back at Wu Yu-the boy with messy hair and tired expression, he was leaning back heavily on the back of the chair, his hands wiped his face vigorously, his sight happened to hit him across the crowd.
"Let Old Zhang take his wife from the four rooms to check Gao Ling's original alarm call, to call up the police records, and to adjust the monitoring!" Wang Jiuling replied, "Just find the person who followed Gao Ling when she called the police. Whatever it looks like, the facts of the case will have an eye on it, hurry up! Go right away!"
"Wait, call the police dog first." Bu Chonghua recovered his senses and stopped him: "Let the police dog brigade next door use the last segment of surveillance left by Gao Ling and the two locations where Nian Xiaoping's body was found as the center of the circle. The first wave of searches started within a five-kilometer radius, and the forensic examiner was looking to pack things and set off, and went to Silihe with me."
Wang Jiuling: "Huh? What are you going to do?"
"Go find Gao Ling." Bu Chonghua said solemnly, "I always have a feeling that the girl probably didn't get out of the river bank alive in the end."
Only then did Wang Jiuling react, and shivered suddenly: "I...I will go with you!"
At four o'clock in the morning, the sky was silent, only to see the long river rushing southward and disappearing at the end of the vast plain. More than a dozen police cars flashed red and blue in a row and roared, one after another stopped in the gloomy wilderness, a short while later, sixteen groups of urban tracking police dogs split into the dense reeds.
"there!"
"Yes!"
The third shift of the Criminal Investigation Detachment had been working for several days and nights. It was exhausted. The younger ones got together and chatted and refreshed to eat. The older ones rushed to sleep in the police car. Bu Chonghua closed the door with his backhand, stepped forward on the grass, and saw Wu Yu squatting on the side of the road smoking a cigarette with his back facing him, turning his head after a few steps, and looking over sensitively.
"No," Bu Chonghua motioned to him not to put out his cigarette, and then threw him a hot plastic bag: "Add some energy, don't just smoke."
Wu Yu looked down and saw that there were a few vegetarian steamed buns: "When..."
"Fresh, stopped on the way just here."
Wu Yu was indeed hungry. After smoking in twos or twos, he squatted and ate the steamed buns, finally there was a trace of blood on his face. Bu Chonghua held a bottle of water and stayed beside him, twisted the cigarette butt he put out on the stone, looked at it, and asked, "Why do you always smoke bargains?"
Wu Yu didn't look up and said, "You know it's a bargain again."
"The paper texture on the outside of the cigarette filter rod is rough, without perforations, and the shape, color and feel of the shredded tobacco are different. Like Liao Gang, the shredded tobacco smoked with jujube mud smell. Every time you smoke, it just chokes. , The tar content should be very high.” Bu Chonghua threw a cigarette butt and said: “You can’t save money and save your wife from this. You will know that you will get sick later.”
"..." Wu Yu finally raised his eyes unexpectedly and asked, "You really don't smoke?"
"What do you mean?"
"Then how can you..."
Bu Chonghua raised his eyebrows and glanced at him. There seemed to be a teasing expression at the corner of his mouth, but he did not answer, and the conversation changed: "The investigation report of Liu Li's house by the Silihe Police Station has come out, and it has indeed found a large number of people belonging to Gao. Ling's fingerprints, especially concentrated on drawers, desks, and bedside tables, are placed on the corresponding plug-in boards of the laptop's power cord, which initially conforms to Gao Ling's act of stealing cash from Liu Li's computer, but it is currently impossible to determine the time left by fingerprints. In addition, no signs of concealed chemicals were found."
Wu Yu nodded silently and frowned, "But why did she take her computer to the bank of the river?"
This question makes a lot of sense. If you are stealing and selling stolen goods, you should go to the local computer city in Jinhai, or go to the second-hand electronic waste recycling market if you don’t work; walking for more than an hour in the torrential rain to bring the river embankment, it doesn’t look like taking the stolen goods in exchange for money. , It seemed like he was about to throw the computer into the river and destroy the body.
But on the other hand, there are many ways to completely destroy a computer. The most convenient is undoubtedly to throw it on the road, and let the car smash the solid state drive completely. Why do you need to avoid the surveillance and come to the river?
"So we must find Gao Ling first," Bu Chonghua stood up, stomped the wet weeds on the soles of his feet, and said: "Only by finding Gao Ling can we know what Liu Li's'big business' is."
"Each group pay attention to each group," Bu Chonghua's walkie-talkie rang suddenly: "8 groups applied for support, and abnormal conditions were found under 362 sections of the river bank. Repeat the 8 groups to apply for support..."
The signal rustling overwhelmed the words behind, and the two looked at each other, and Bu Chonghua immediately pulled his feet to the open space: "I'm Bu Chonghua, 8 groups report directions! Can 8 groups hear?"
The signal rustled, and it seemed that there were many people running over there, and the noise was mixed with the anxious barking of police dogs. All the detectives around stood up and looked at it at the same time. Everyone's complexion was stern. After a short while, there was a loud interference on the channel, and finally came the intermittent roar of the police dog captain:
"Step Detachment! 8 groups of emergency call Step Detachment!"
"There is a strong peculiar smell coming from the spillway under the 362 section of the river embankment. We have blocked the spillway opening! Apply for site survey support now!"
Weeds grow under the river embankment, and behind a sloping upslope is a deep and dim river discharge tunnel. It is about three meters wide and two meters high. It looks like the mouth of a giant beast in the blue-gray sky at more than five o'clock in the morning. , Exudes an extremely ominous forest cold atmosphere.
The dog handlers stood far away by the river bank, each with a frightened face, clutching the restless police dog. A few moments later, there was a voice from the end of the river beach, and saw Bu Chonghua hurriedly leading people there. Before he got even closer, he only heard a familiar stench blowing on his face.
Bu Chonghua kept walking, and backhanded Wu Yu to retreat outside the line: "You are uncomfortable, stand still."
Wu Yu paused and saw that Bu Chonghua had already crossed the cordon, took off his jacket with one hand to cover his mouth and nose, and quickly climbed up the smooth uphill: "Wang Jiuling! Old Wang!"
There was a buzzing of flies in the cave, and Wang Jiuling, wearing a gas mask, and Little Gui forensic doctor staggered out of the flood discharge tunnel, and countless big green flies rushed out under the pressure, flying all over the sky. Bu Chonghua muffled in his coat and asked, "How is it? Can you identify it?"
Wang Jiuling lifted the gas mask, pointed to the dark and deep spillway, and shook his head with an indescribable expression on his face:
"There are corpses all over the floor, identify a fart? It's all the fucking giant watching!"
The two of them sat and squatted, their foreheads almost touching each other, Wu Yu raised the corners of his pale and cold mouth for a long while, and his movements were very hasty and short: "What are you talking about, you are the leader of the team, and you didn't go to drug trafficking."
Then he turned his head to break free, but the back of his neck bone was pressed by Bu Chonghua's palm and pressed back: "Let me guess what you are thinking."
"Every morning you come to work, sit behind the table with your hair stunned, and listen to my reprimands. You occasionally face robbery bastards and car grabbing bags. The deaths of a few people are considered serious crimes. I heard them on the way home from work. The radio shows lace news from the entertainment industry, but I don’t understand it; they don’t know who those stars get married and have children, which divorce and gossip. They go home alone, open the door and open the door. There is no ghost on all four walls except you; I ate it all within ten kilometers of the next takeaway. I cooked my own meal and mixed leftovers with heat and heat for a week.-It's better to go back and be an undercover agent, right?"
"..."
"You have lurked for too long in the jungle where the knife head is licking blood, and you can't melt into the warm sheep pen. Seeing Liu Li feel very kind, isn't it? Those sad, pitiful, ignorant, helpless, twisted and deformed in that horn. Isn't it particularly like Xie Qianshan's life?"
Wu Yu pressed his lips tightly, and his whole body seemed to freeze.
Bu Chonghua stared at his trembling pupils: "But I want to pull you back from the gap."
I don't know where to hear the sound of flushing water, rushing through the water pipe, and then rushing away. Someone slammed the door in the distance, echoing in the hollow hallway, footsteps near and far.
It was like the sound of a wire dragging on the ground.
"Two, three, six, five, nine!" The guard dragged the tone impatiently: "Someone is visiting—"
The skylight was cut into countless twisted fragments by the iron fence and spread on the silhouette of the person opposite the visitation window. Wu Yu was trembling and staring at him. He saw the familiar eye sockets, nose shadows and cheeks sinking deep, like a ghost protruding from hell, but his eyes were burning with strange and scary light.
"What did they call you to do? Why are you here? Why did you come here so well on the police school?!"
...
Wu Yu's chest couldn't help heaving, but it was as if his throat was filled with deep water. Except for the more and more rapid gasps, he couldn't make a sound when he tried his best—
"...I'll take you back..."
"I said I would drag you back from that hell!"
"I know you want to solve this case, just like everyone else." Bu Chonghua patted the black hair on the back of Wu Yu's head, and finally let go of him, and said in a deep voice, "If you gave Liu Li money at Gao Ling's house then It’s not you, or it’s someone else who was pestered by her in the interrogation room just now. I wouldn’t have this reaction, but it’s different if it’s you. Do you know why?"
Wu Yu seemed to be immersed in an old nightmare, even breathing was slightly imperceptible, his eyes floated in the air, he was shocked when he heard the words, and suddenly woke up: "What?"
Bu Chonghua said: "That day, Nian Daxing drank and made trouble before surveillance. There were people in the corridors, and you were the only one who beat him without hesitation. From that time on, I knew that some of your qualities were really different from others. ."
"It's easy to do things that are not wrong, but it is easy to get hurt when you do good things that are not wrong. Sometimes my biggest worry is this. You haven't learned how to be a good policeman who is not easily injured."
Wu Yu has been a policeman for many years, but no one has ever used the word good police to describe him-Lin Kang does not, Feng Ju does not, and Zhang Boming certainly does not.
They may have forgotten, or feel that it is unnecessary.
Now that he heard this comment from Bu Chonghua's mouth unexpectedly, it made him feel a little unreal paralysis.
"...I see." Wu Yu squeezed out a few words abruptly, with some sour lump in his throat, his lips moved before he whispered, "Thank you."
Bu Chonghua may have never said so much. According to the reaction of normal people, he should give some frank responses at this time, he thought.
But a deeper instinct, like an innate curse, has firmly confined all languages.
"Come and wash your face." Bu Chonghua patted him on the shoulder, got up and stretched out his hand to him: "You can't stay in the game tonight, go home and rest, and come back tomorrow morning."
Wu Yu was a little bit cramped. It seemed that after being in prison, he was really not used to touching others, so he stood up on his knees-followed by a sudden violent dizziness and caught off guard. As soon as his eyes went dark, he was quick by Bu Chonghua's eyes and hands. He held it tightly, half-armed and half-supported to the side of the washbasin, after a long period of breath, he washed his face hastily with a cold water faucet.
"You vomited so I almost let the forensic doctor call 120." Bu Chonghua handed him a towel and asked, "Are you not able to eat a bite of meat, conditioned?"
Wu Yu covered his face with a towel and muttered.
"How did it form?"
"……what?"
Wu Yu's eyelids were slightly red, and a blank eye appeared from the corner of the towel. Bu Chonghua asked: "How did you form this reflex, eating dead human flesh?"
Wu Yu was caught off guard against choking. Bu Chonghua hurriedly supported his shoulder with one hand and patted his back with the other. After a while, Wu Yu finally stopped the cough, lowered his head and said, "You are as delicate and tender as you are. What about meat."
"..." Bu Chonghua's expression was a little weird when he heard the words "Xianpi Tianrou", but seeing that he was already coughing so hard, he didn't say much, he just shook his head silently.
Wu Yu propped his knees and wiped the corners of his lips with the back of his hand: "Your clothes—"
"It's okay, there is a spare."
Bu Chonghua, a workaholic who has the public security bureau at his home, has all seasons of clothing in his office, including toothbrushes and floss cups. But Wu Yu thought about it and said, "I will pay you."
Bu Chonghua looked at him for a while, but did not comment, and suddenly asked, "Do you know who the last person to throw up on me was?"
"what?"
"The deputy detachment of Jianning City Public Security Bureau, my cousin."
Wu Yu glanced at him unexpectedly, and Bu Chonghua said: "Our brothers didn't have a good relationship. We fought since we were young. In his eyes, I was a decent accuser. In my eyes, he was a prodigal prodigal. Later. I went north to study and gradually lost contact until I happened to meet him after a job. I sneaked into the sewer for a secret break. Before I could ask him to give him a hand when I came out, he actually vomited me all over. And the smell smoked him immediately and then he vomited for the second round... It happened years ago, but the feeling of stuck in the sewer and nowhere to hide is still fresh in my memory, you can only be considered drizzle ."
When Bu Chonghua, the flower of high mountains, was forced to face the violent storm head-on, Wu Yu couldn't help asking, "What happened later?"
"After what?"
"Are you still in touch?"
"No." Bu Chonghua said lightly, "I will blacken him after vomiting."
Wu Yu let out a laugh.
This is probably the first time Bu Chonghua saw Wu Yu really laugh. Although it faded in half a second, there was no shrinking feeling of perfunctory, coping, and forced laughter. The frozen eyebrows and facial features were alive, as if they were thrilling. The look passed by.
Wu Yu has always looked good, and everyone in the Nancheng branch can see this, but it is only an objective evaluation of his face with the facial features after putting aside his reticent, cringing and cramped temperament. It wasn't until this moment that Bu Chonghua caught a glimpse of the handsome and handsome figure 13 years ago from the flowing expression and smile.
——"That's a big jail, even a rat is a big jail with his mother. He is so good-looking, why do you think all the prisoners are worried?" He seemed to hear Nian Daxing's greasy and gloomy voice again from behind the interrogation table. : "What do you think they are thinking about, officer?"
Bu Chonghua's muscles suddenly tightened, and the arm supporting Wu Yu's side became unnatural, and he let it go slightly inconspicuously.
At this moment, he suddenly heard Wu Yu's "Huh?"
In an instant, Bu Chonghua's first reaction was to let go: "What?"
"This ceramic..."
The restroom of the Nancheng branch office was only renovated. The wall pool was all white. Wu Yu frowned and stared at the pool he had just used. He saw the white ceramics covered with a layer of water under the light, clearly reflecting him and Bu Chonghua. The shadow of the two. 999 novel first published www.999xs.com m.999xs.com
——Heavy rain, monitoring, low-lying water in villages in the city...
"Gao Ling." Wu Yu suddenly came up with two words.
"what?"
"I know how to find her," Wu Yu looked at Bu Chonghua, with an unusual light shining in his eyes: "It rained heavily on the day of the incident, and the four fork roads from Gao Ling's house were full of water, even if she was stuck at the blind corner of the surveillance system. It's useless!"
"——Her shadow cannot be avoided, she will definitely be cast on the water!"
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"There are four fork roads at the gate of Gao Ling's house, Mingguang Road, Jinling Road, Zhengxing Alley, Mao'er Hutong, and the monitoring around the exit of each road is called up, and the hue analysis is performed for all the places that may cast reflections!
"On May 2nd, at 2:12:06 PM, the exit of Mao'er Hutong was 15 meters away. A small part of the water fluctuated against the wind, and there was suspected dynamic interference around!
"The water at the exit of Mao'er Hutong outlines a human-like reflection, Director Wang!"
Wang Jiuling turned her head back and almost turned off her newly bought wig: "Do some HD! Quick!"
At 2:12:08 pm on May 2nd, eight hours before Nian Xiaoping was killed, there was a heavy rain in Nancheng District with a sixth-level east wind. In a puddle 116 meters away from the home of another missing girl, the surface of the water swayed to the southwest with a few ripples, like a slight shock caused by a foot stepping on the edge of the puddle-that flash The fleeting moment is captured and enlarged by the surveillance image, and after countless image processing, a fuzzy dark blue silhouette is finally collected from the image.
The girl who disappeared in place finally revealed her trace to the detectives again.
Down the Mao'er alley, every corner, every fork in the road, every surveillance camera in the village in the city was captured, the stagnant water in every frame was captured and analyzed, and the high-definition technology exposed her deliberately hidden whereabouts No more: At 14:15:02, her dark blue raincoat passed through the shade of Wudao Hutong, and a foot wearing red rubber shoes was reflected in the stagnant water; at 14:20:06, she turned from Wudao Hutong to the long route. Half of the raincoat was exposed at the edge of a supermarket monitoring; at 14:36:07, she finally walked out of the most dilapidated and low-lying area of the village in the city. The traffic monitoring gradually became dense, and more and more pictures flashed her figure...
"Found it! Step Detachment!" A visual detective suddenly raised his head from the monitoring screen, and his voice was hoarse with excitement: "At 3:30 in the afternoon, the target passed by the entrance of FamilyMart convenience store under the high-speed bridge. Walk north along the railway line!"
——There are railway surveillance on both sides of the railway. As long as she walks in this direction, she will definitely not avoid the dense cameras!
It was less than four o'clock, the darkest time before dawn. Gao Ling in a dark blue raincoat hurriedly walked past the surveillance image, her face pale and expressionless; her rubber shoes stepped in the stagnant water, her trouser legs were wet, and the hem of the raincoat moved with the wind, revealing half of a bulging black schoolbag.
Countless pairs of bloodshot eyes watched her head north, all the way to the downpour of the Sili River, until she disappeared again in the wilderness where the river embankment monitoring was missing——
The wilderness overgrown with reeds was the scene of the murder of Nian Xiaoping a few hours later!
The technical team’s large office was full of restlessness. Wang Jiuling pulled off the wig and slapped it on the table. His voice changed with excitement: “Got it! Gao Ling’s disappearance is related to the killing of Nian Xiaoping, murderer It's not the first time to commit a crime, this grandson must have a criminal record!"
Bu Chonghua breathed a sigh of relief suddenly, and looked back at Wu Yu-the boy with messy hair and tired expression, he was leaning back heavily on the back of the chair, his hands wiped his face vigorously, his sight happened to hit him across the crowd.
"Let Old Zhang take his wife from the four rooms to check Gao Ling's original alarm call, to call up the police records, and to adjust the monitoring!" Wang Jiuling replied, "Just find the person who followed Gao Ling when she called the police. Whatever it looks like, the facts of the case will have an eye on it, hurry up! Go right away!"
"Wait, call the police dog first." Bu Chonghua recovered his senses and stopped him: "Let the police dog brigade next door use the last segment of surveillance left by Gao Ling and the two locations where Nian Xiaoping's body was found as the center of the circle. The first wave of searches started within a five-kilometer radius, and the forensic examiner was looking to pack things and set off, and went to Silihe with me."
Wang Jiuling: "Huh? What are you going to do?"
"Go find Gao Ling." Bu Chonghua said solemnly, "I always have a feeling that the girl probably didn't get out of the river bank alive in the end."
Only then did Wang Jiuling react, and shivered suddenly: "I...I will go with you!"
At four o'clock in the morning, the sky was silent, only to see the long river rushing southward and disappearing at the end of the vast plain. More than a dozen police cars flashed red and blue in a row and roared, one after another stopped in the gloomy wilderness, a short while later, sixteen groups of urban tracking police dogs split into the dense reeds.
"there!"
"Yes!"
The third shift of the Criminal Investigation Detachment had been working for several days and nights. It was exhausted. The younger ones got together and chatted and refreshed to eat. The older ones rushed to sleep in the police car. Bu Chonghua closed the door with his backhand, stepped forward on the grass, and saw Wu Yu squatting on the side of the road smoking a cigarette with his back facing him, turning his head after a few steps, and looking over sensitively.
"No," Bu Chonghua motioned to him not to put out his cigarette, and then threw him a hot plastic bag: "Add some energy, don't just smoke."
Wu Yu looked down and saw that there were a few vegetarian steamed buns: "When..."
"Fresh, stopped on the way just here."
Wu Yu was indeed hungry. After smoking in twos or twos, he squatted and ate the steamed buns, finally there was a trace of blood on his face. Bu Chonghua held a bottle of water and stayed beside him, twisted the cigarette butt he put out on the stone, looked at it, and asked, "Why do you always smoke bargains?"
Wu Yu didn't look up and said, "You know it's a bargain again."
"The paper texture on the outside of the cigarette filter rod is rough, without perforations, and the shape, color and feel of the shredded tobacco are different. Like Liao Gang, the shredded tobacco smoked with jujube mud smell. Every time you smoke, it just chokes. , The tar content should be very high.” Bu Chonghua threw a cigarette butt and said: “You can’t save money and save your wife from this. You will know that you will get sick later.”
"..." Wu Yu finally raised his eyes unexpectedly and asked, "You really don't smoke?"
"What do you mean?"
"Then how can you..."
Bu Chonghua raised his eyebrows and glanced at him. There seemed to be a teasing expression at the corner of his mouth, but he did not answer, and the conversation changed: "The investigation report of Liu Li's house by the Silihe Police Station has come out, and it has indeed found a large number of people belonging to Gao. Ling's fingerprints, especially concentrated on drawers, desks, and bedside tables, are placed on the corresponding plug-in boards of the laptop's power cord, which initially conforms to Gao Ling's act of stealing cash from Liu Li's computer, but it is currently impossible to determine the time left by fingerprints. In addition, no signs of concealed chemicals were found."
Wu Yu nodded silently and frowned, "But why did she take her computer to the bank of the river?"
This question makes a lot of sense. If you are stealing and selling stolen goods, you should go to the local computer city in Jinhai, or go to the second-hand electronic waste recycling market if you don’t work; walking for more than an hour in the torrential rain to bring the river embankment, it doesn’t look like taking the stolen goods in exchange for money. , It seemed like he was about to throw the computer into the river and destroy the body.
But on the other hand, there are many ways to completely destroy a computer. The most convenient is undoubtedly to throw it on the road, and let the car smash the solid state drive completely. Why do you need to avoid the surveillance and come to the river?
"So we must find Gao Ling first," Bu Chonghua stood up, stomped the wet weeds on the soles of his feet, and said: "Only by finding Gao Ling can we know what Liu Li's'big business' is."
"Each group pay attention to each group," Bu Chonghua's walkie-talkie rang suddenly: "8 groups applied for support, and abnormal conditions were found under 362 sections of the river bank. Repeat the 8 groups to apply for support..."
The signal rustling overwhelmed the words behind, and the two looked at each other, and Bu Chonghua immediately pulled his feet to the open space: "I'm Bu Chonghua, 8 groups report directions! Can 8 groups hear?"
The signal rustled, and it seemed that there were many people running over there, and the noise was mixed with the anxious barking of police dogs. All the detectives around stood up and looked at it at the same time. Everyone's complexion was stern. After a short while, there was a loud interference on the channel, and finally came the intermittent roar of the police dog captain:
"Step Detachment! 8 groups of emergency call Step Detachment!"
"There is a strong peculiar smell coming from the spillway under the 362 section of the river embankment. We have blocked the spillway opening! Apply for site survey support now!"
Weeds grow under the river embankment, and behind a sloping upslope is a deep and dim river discharge tunnel. It is about three meters wide and two meters high. It looks like the mouth of a giant beast in the blue-gray sky at more than five o'clock in the morning. , Exudes an extremely ominous forest cold atmosphere.
The dog handlers stood far away by the river bank, each with a frightened face, clutching the restless police dog. A few moments later, there was a voice from the end of the river beach, and saw Bu Chonghua hurriedly leading people there. Before he got even closer, he only heard a familiar stench blowing on his face.
Bu Chonghua kept walking, and backhanded Wu Yu to retreat outside the line: "You are uncomfortable, stand still."
Wu Yu paused and saw that Bu Chonghua had already crossed the cordon, took off his jacket with one hand to cover his mouth and nose, and quickly climbed up the smooth uphill: "Wang Jiuling! Old Wang!"
There was a buzzing of flies in the cave, and Wang Jiuling, wearing a gas mask, and Little Gui forensic doctor staggered out of the flood discharge tunnel, and countless big green flies rushed out under the pressure, flying all over the sky. Bu Chonghua muffled in his coat and asked, "How is it? Can you identify it?"
Wang Jiuling lifted the gas mask, pointed to the dark and deep spillway, and shook his head with an indescribable expression on his face:
"There are corpses all over the floor, identify a fart? It's all the fucking giant watching!"
