Early the next morning, Yundian.
The tires suddenly rubbed against the ground and stopped abruptly at the entrance of the guest house. Two well-trained young men got out of the car from the front row, guarding left and right by the door, standing straight with their hands behind their backs, looking towards the empty revolving front door.
The appointed time had not arrived yet, and the traffic and human voices of the morning rush were faintly heard from the distant streets.
After a long time, the driver finally couldn't help pounding the co-driver's back, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, are you nervous?"
"Nonsense, can't you touch the cold sweat on my back?" The co-pilot glanced around quickly: "Where are you?"
"..." The driving voice said in a low voice: "It's true that I rushed to perform with them for this opportunity for a week. I woke up at five o'clock this morning with excitement. I put water in the car three times before getting into the car. I want to go to the toilet..."
"You are too useless!"
"You are useful, don't you keep trembling!"
The two fell silent at the same time.
"I've heard of his deeds since the selection period." After half a smoke, the driver finally sighed softly: "Single-handedly, deep into the desperate situation, 12 years of success and retreat, and become a legend overnight. , It is said that the real photos have been released on the dark web to offer several million rewards...Hey, what do you think the hero looks like?"
The co-pilot pondered for a long time, and said seriously: "Heroes are also human beings. They must also have a nose and two eyes..."
"Aren't you talking nonsense, who doesn't have one nose and two eyes?"
"You're just talking nonsense. One nose must be higher than yours, and two eyes must be bigger than yours. People will dominate you both by standing there!"
"Shut up, here it is! Here it is!"
A faint figure suddenly appeared in the lobby of the guest house. The two young men stood up suddenly, watching their noses and noses, their hands pressed against the seams of their trousers, they were tall and tall like a javelin, but they couldn’t help but float forward and breathe each other. Silently suppressed the excitement trembling.
What should a hero look like?
Seven feet long, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a handsome appearance, not angry or prestigious?
Or is it not surprising, taciturn, sharp and serious, Yuan Zhaoyue Zhi?
——The glass door was pushed open.
A thin man lowered his head and walked down the steps behind Lin Ke. The pupils of the two young men suddenly widened in unison.
Different from the distorted descriptions that have been passed on from generation to generation of newcomers in the special love group, "that person" does not look big, on the contrary, he is a bit younger. He wears a black baseball cap and the mask covers the bottom half. Face; he was wearing a black short jacket and trousers, a white T-shirt underneath, his hands in his trouser pockets, he walked almost silently, but seemed to have a habitual, unobtrusive creak.
The only exposed parts of his whole body are those eyes, but there does not seem to be any special place, the pupils are black and quiet, and they are calm, and they naturally fall to the ground.
——The legendary hero does not have any special temperament, neither sharp and serious, nor irritable. The aura standing there is not only one of the two, but on the contrary, it may not even reach half of the young man's spirit. He looked down and walked like an ordinary white-collar worker rushing to work on the streets of Yundian. If it wasn't for Lin Kang who suddenly reached out and opened the car door for him in two steps, he looked the most like that among the four people present. Responsible for driving.
The intern stared at him without blinking, forgetting to breathe the moment he passed by. Seeing him lowering his head into the car, Lin Kang closed the door with a bang and whispered: "Go."
The intern immediately reacted: "Yes!"
The two young men quickly got into the front row, the car started slowly, turned a corner, and drove towards the suburban prison.
The sky light passed through the charged barbed wire, quietly cast into the interview room, outlining a lifeless figure in prison clothes.
Kang Dang——
The iron gate banged several times in the distance, and the condemned prisoner's muddy gray-blue eyes suddenly moved. After a short while, the sound of footsteps approached from far away along the deep corridor, and then the door was pushed open, and a young man in black clothes and black trousers walked into the gloomy interview room led by several guards.
Although he had never met in his life, at the moment his eyes collided, Arthur Hodgson knew who he was—
A strong horror was initiated by the heart, like electric currents crawling across every inch of skin and bones, and the emotions of the mountain whistling and tsunami swept through everything, even stronger than the day the death penalty was approved. He stared at the young man, unable to look away. He didn't even notice that the guard retreated and left the room. The door clicked, leaving the two of them staring at each other in the cold enclosed space.
With a stab of the metal chair legs rubbing against the concrete floor, Wu Yu pulled the chair away and sat on the opposite side.
"I heard you want to see me?"
Arthur Hodgson stared at him, finally split his mouth to reveal a twisted smile, and squeezed a word from his bloodshot to almost paralyzed throat:
"...There are only you and me here, your policeman outside the door, I am a dead man."
"Just like that, don't you dare to show your true colors, painter, teacher?"
Wu Yu stared at him with dark eyes under the brim of his hat, took off his baseball cap without a word, took off his mask, and gently dropped it on the table, staring at the haggard and crazy face opposite:
"Now you see it."
At the moment Wu Yu showed his face, Hodgson struck forward suddenly, so hard that he made a clatter of handcuffs. His gaze seemed to turn into some kind of cold burr, brushing from Wu Yu's facial features and cheeks one by one, and after half a smoke, he seemed like a person who was extremely hungry and finally ended the last gluttony in his life. Like a feast, the body stretched to the limit under the prison clothes returned to normal a little bit, leaning back into the chair like sleepwalking.
"I've wanted to see you for a long time," he said hoarsely.
Hodgson speaks Chinese well, probably because he has nothing to do in the past ten years, so he just practiced oral English against the wall every day.
"They have said a lot about you, and I have imagined countless times how to meet the protagonist of these deeds, and what kind of face does the legendary protagonist have. Fat? Thin? Old? Young? The spring breeze is proud of justice, or the vicissitudes of life is numb, sensitive and cold? I have been in jail for ten years, more than three thousand days, I have at least half of my time imagining your appearance, and there are countless faces in my mind that may belong to you, even you are a female I have doubted this possibility."
"--But I didn't expect you to be completely different from what I imagined, not even the slightest similar."
He craned his neck and stared at Wu Yu's eyes, barely showing his teeth maliciously:
"Because I didn't expect you to be so bad, so... bad."
Wu Yu sat there with no expression, half of his thin face hidden in the darkness, his tone was tired and indifferent: "But you are as miserable as I imagined."
"Hahaha—" Hodgson seemed to find it funny and laughed out loud. The laughter was as desolate and sharp as a dead vulture. After a long time, he finally stopped, and asked, "I'm so miserable, you are worth it?"
"..."
"I have always wanted to ask you something. It has been ten years, but I haven't had a chance to ask it." He blinked the gray and defeated blue pupils and looked at Wu Yu secretly:
"How did you escape?"
"..."
Wu Yu still didn't say a word, but Hodgson didn't care about his indifference. Yoyo curled herself up in the narrow space of the iron chair: "Until now I remember what happened on the day I was arrested, the ins and outs, and every detail. ."
After the deep web trading became popular in North America, the old-school drug dealers in Southeast Asia also began to try to use network technology to expand their sales, including Thayer, one of the largest drug manufacturers on the border between China and Myanmar at that time.
Thayer is a traditional Burmese drug lord who mainly deals in natural and semi-synthetic drugs. He has his own private armed forces and poppy plantations. He has "hired" a large number of local villagers to produce opium for him. When he, as the first old-school drug lord to eat crabs in the Golden Triangle, sent a signal to the sharks that he was willing to cooperate, Arthur Hodgson, as the shark’s security chief and capable general, was sent to Liangji Mountain on the Sino-Myanmar border, and Thayer Signed a treaty on cargo smuggling from the'Mariana Trench' and provided them with security keys and traffic routes.
There is a reason why this transaction was chosen to be carried out on Liangji Mountain. One end of this mountain is in Myanmar and the other end is in China. No matter which country the police are alarmed, they can escape directly by descending the mountain from the other side. The perfect geographical conditions are called Days|seamlessly. But to everyone’s surprise, the trading program started running for less than half an hour. Suddenly, news came from the foot of the mountain that the border defenses of China and Myanmar launched a joint encirclement and suppression at the same time, directly blocking all downhill routes, and began to use heavy firepower. The base camp of the drug lords stormed up.
Arthur Hodgson used to fight the FBI, chasing me and fleeing with the Interpol. This kind of thing is common, and he immediately realized that there was a rape in the transaction, and it might even infiltrate the undercover of the police. The creatures are old acquaintances with them for no other reason, probably because both are top desperadoes. Even if Hodgson dared to challenge the Mexican government and shoot a gun battle with the Canadian police, once he met the same desperate undercover undercover, he could only quickly terminate the transaction and curse bad luck. 999 novel first published https://www.999xs.com https://m.999xs.com
Fortunately, the helicopter that Hodgson was in was still parked on the top of the mountain. He could leave the encirclement safely as long as he got on the plane. So he immediately set off to the top of the mountain. In order to apologize, Thayer sent a Burmese mercenary to escort him along the way. He arrived at the helicopter without any danger. Who knows that the helicopter has not had time to take off. The border guards of the armed forces descended from the sky and wiped out the Burmese mercenaries on the spot, and captured Hodgson who was caught off guard.
"Then I was escorted down the mountain, locked up in China, and moved to several prisons and detention centers. Since then, I haven't been out of the cell for half a step until today."
Hodgson suddenly squinted his eyes and took a deep breath. This action made his expression very dramatic, as if telling an absurd drama to the air on an empty stage:
"I can figure out why the China-Myanmar border guards joined forces in an instant-because Thayer has been involved in the drug trade for decades, which is a serious problem on the border. Both countries want to catch him as soon as possible; I can also figure out why I did. Caught-because the mysterious undercover agent not only figured out the details of the transaction in advance, but also figured out the location of my helicopter, which provided a precious opportunity for the armed police to set up ambush."
"But what I can't figure out is that at the moment when the helicopter was about to take off, I clearly heard the roar of a Burmese mercenary on the radio:'The owner has caught the undercover of the paper. The man is in the Red Mountain execution room and is about to be killed. '——"
The surrounding air condensed, like a bowstring stretched to the top silently.
"I know where the infamous'Red Mountain Punishment Room' is. Even if the police have their wings, there is no time to save them. And I heard that sentence very clearly, and there is no possibility of misheard."
Hodgson paused, his muddy eyes rounded, as if he finally found the only audience under the stage.
The prisoner suddenly leaned forward, grinning and looking straight at Wu Yu:
"Then the question is, how did the undercover agent who was about to be killed escaped from birth?"
"——Ten years ago, on the China-Myanmar border, what happened in the'Red Mountain Execution House', can you tell me,'Painting Master'?
As if an invisible curtain was pulled aside, the gray skylight was cut to pieces. The iron table turned into a torture instrument, and the iron chair turned into a shackle. The enclosed walls on all sides highlighted the cracks in the bricks. The cracks were solidified with blood and broken meat that had been corrupting for a long time, wrapped in blood and blood.
Snap-a whip to smash the flesh and blood, splashing blood.
Snap-a whip smashed the bones, the cracking sound pierced the brain.
"Xie Qianshan... 80% of the name is fake..."
"...Big Brother, this one won't work, I think I can use him as a shield to go down the mountain..."
"Give this one a shot! Be sure to pry open his mouth!"
...
Noisy human voices, babbles, like poisonous arrows that cannot be avoided in all directions. Wu Yu seemed to be forcibly pressed in the dark sea, his eyes, ears, nose and mouth were blocked, and a trace of hot blood was choking out of his lungs; in the overwhelming noise, he seemed to hear the gloomy and old again And the sharp voice told people:
"...Go, go outside and call sister A Yin...."
Wu Yu closed his eyes, opened them after a few breaths, and asked flatly, "What do you want to know, but how badly I was beaten?"
Hodgson glared at him, as if trying to penetrate his brain through the eyes of the undercover agent, and dig out the deepest and most unknown things.
"If this allows you to relieve your hatred a little bit before you die, you can." Wu Yu said, "Not only can I tell you every detail and pain in detail, I can also exaggerate ten times, even a hundred times. I can tell you a horrible and terrifying story. For example, they broke the 200 bones in my body one by one, or burned a pot of water to boil me to death and put mine to death. The meat sauce is brought out to feed the starving dog; but no matter how bizarre and bloody the plot is, it will not affect our reality today: I am sitting here and you are going to die."
He sat in the chair with a sign obliquely, his upper body slightly backwards, his hands naturally folded on his thighs, which seemed indifferent.
"You asked me to come, but out of the last bit of suspicion before dying, you want to witness with your own eyes that the'painter' who caught you is a real person, not a legend fabricated by the police to deify. Now you see it? I'm just a man Ordinary little people, working at work and receiving a salary, have neither heroic feelings nor abilities to master the sky. I went undercover because of my youth and impulsiveness, and it was pure luck to come back alive."
Hodgson's eyes seemed to be held by a thread, and he watched Wu Yu stand up, pushed the chair back to the original place, and then stood there and smiled at him:
"You want to see me because of curiosity, and I came to see you only because of curiosity. Now that I have finished seeing you, you and I have all ended an obsession, and you can get on the road."
Wu Yu nodded politely, put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned and walked out.
"wait wait wait!"
The handcuffs and fetters rattled at the same time, and Hodgson tried his best to earn, almost standing up from the iron chair: "Do you think it will be over when I die?! Your police have spent so many years and so much energy, and they can only temporarily Let the deep web e-commerce platforms suspend operations, what losses can it actually cause us?! The'Marinaya Trench' can go online again just by changing the entrance server! I am dead and there are thousands of secrets Web programmer!"
"They said you were undercover for twelve years, twelve years, right?" Hodgson gritted his teeth, and pierced Wu Yu's back like nails one by one: "If you don't see the sun in twelve years, you think you can forever Escape from the hunt of the sharks?! Do you think the sharks will let you go?! How long can the so-called luck be used, and will it last until the Mariana Trench next comeback?!
Wu Yu looked back at him and said lightly: "Then make a comeback, what does it have to do with me?"
Hodgson glared at him like a monster: "It doesn't matter to you? It's not you who was beaten as a dead dog? It's not you who live like this person and look like a ghost or a ghost? The poor creature I see now. Not you?!"
"..."
"Shark can sell Burmese opium to Mexico, Far East fentanyl to Canada, American guns and bullets to Middle East Afghanistan, and the dark web servers under the noses of Interpol! Anonymous e-commerce creates one year The output value of the company is as high as several billions, and the money laundering exceeds tens of billions. What have we created? We have created a kingdom of liberalism and wealth expansion! Do you think you are the hero of the dragon slaying success?! You are a poor joke!!!"
The fetters were sharp and piercing, Hodgson got up and drove the iron chair with a deafening sting, almost leaping on Wu Yu's face——
Right now! The door was pushed open heavily, Lin Kang strode in!
"Technology is immortal! Freedom is immortal! The deep web is immortal! The dragon will never die!!" Hodgson's eyes protruded, his face was scarlet, and Lin Kang couldn't hold back even Lin Kang alone: "Look at your failure. Face, a joke that has been nothing for more than ten years! A joke that is broken to nothing but achieves nothing!! You are a sad joke like an ant—"
Wu Yu seemed to be frozen, and the tide of suffocation came over again, pouring into the limbs from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
Someone pulled him out from side to side, it should be the two outstanding young interns in the special situation group.
Hodgson was still madly struggling and roaring, the death row was too disappointed. He originally thought that the dead-end villain boss could usher in a majestic superhero, but what actually appeared at the end of the film was a mediocre ant. All his ambitions, struggles, calculations, and plans are lost in the hands of a joke, and this joke-like little figure is actually quite willing, not ready to put on the heroic golden armor in the sequel as the audience expects.
Wu Yu wanted to laugh a bit, but the smile failed to lift the corners of his mouth that was naturally curved. Lin Kang knocked Hodgson out with a hand knife, and prison guards, doctors and others swarmed in.
He was pulled into the lounge outside by the two young men.
The door was heavily closed, and the noise outside suddenly became smaller and turned into a vague hum. Just now the young man in the copilot supported him, and the other driver hurriedly pulled an armchair: "Sit down, please sit down."
Then the two looked at each other and nodded. One of them rushed out and rushed back with a cup of warm water, his jaw muscles tense hard: "Please drink tea."
Wu Yu didn't say a word, and raised the corner of his lips briefly, motioning him to put the teacup aside.
However, the intern didn't let go, and stood straight and looked at him, his eyes gleaming with the brilliance unique to young people.
"You, don't care about what the ghost said!"
"..."
"When I graduated from the Information Department, I heard your instructor describe your deeds, knowing that only the best, the most loyal, and the best people will have the chance to pass the selection and be sent to the front line like you. Later I was selected into the special situation group and I was really exposed to your deeds before I knew how good you are! How outstanding!"
Wu Yu stared at him blankly, seeming to be caught in a nightmare of confusion and confusion.
"I, I just hope you don't be bothered by criminals' nonsense." The intern stood like a young poplar tree, his face rose slightly red, and his expression was solemn and sincere: "There are many juniors like us. , The biggest goal of life's hard work is to become a hero who is as worthy of mission as you!
hero.
This terrible word smashed down like a halberd, making all limbs cold.
--hero.
"It's not you who was beaten up like a dead dog? It's not you who live like this person and ghost?!"
"Do you think you are the hero who succeeded in slaying the dragon?! You are a poor joke!!"
"You are a joke that has been in vain for more than ten years, you are a joke that is shattered but accomplish nothing, a pitiful joke that looks like an ant--"
The young man was still stammering, vigorous and energetic, his eyes shining like stars shining on a police badge.
But Wu Yu could not hear clearly.
There was a buzzing in his ears, and he habitually wanted to shrink himself, but in fact there was nowhere to shrink, he could only put his hands in his jacket pockets awkwardly. The young man looked at him hopefully. Wu Yu swallowed his dry throat and looked down at the concrete floor. His fingers suddenly touched a hard object in the inner pocket of his jacket through the clothes, which was the key.
It was strange that his confused brain could still tell what it was from subconsciously.
——Bu Chonghua's key.
"When did I hit him!" The young and handsome elite leader yelled at his opponent in the car in anger, and then put his head out of the living room with a towel, jokingly: "Your dream is not to be a couch. Uncle slowly turning round?" The next moment he handed out a schoolbag full of snacks, and snorted coldly: "I'm such an adult, and he's dressed like the suspect who just came in."...
The memory pushed forward uncontrollably. On the outdoor corridor of the confinement, someone shackled him tightly from behind, wiped off the blood that obscured his vision with his fingers, and repeated in his ear over and over again: "It's me, Wu Yu, It's me...I'm late, it's me..."
Wu Yu seemed to be on the dark bottom of the sea, only his breath was clearer than the other, and his palm held the key tightly.
Phew-the door opened and Lin Kang strode into the lounge.
"Lin Ke!"
"Lin Ke!"
When Wu Yu opened his eyes, there were a few unnoticeable bloodshot eyes, and Lin Kang walked quickly: "You two go out first."
"Yes!"
The young man had carved obedience orders into his bones, and immediately exited the room to hide the door. Wu Yu's gaze panned with Lin Kang. He pulled over the chair and sat on the opposite side. He took a breath before speaking. There was a shimmering gleam in his usually gentle eyes. Then he raised his hand and intercepted it. What Wu Yu just wanted to say:
"You know who I am trying to get here today besides you?"
"……Who?"
The two were not close to each other. Lin Kang put a probe on his ear and whispered out a name that almost everyone in the public security system does not know.
Wu Yu was taken aback.
"This person came to Yundian from Beijing for inspection yesterday. He was originally leaving this afternoon. After I learned that, I contacted Feng Ting urgently and tried a little trick to lead him here to see you." Lin Kang should be there. With a hint of excitement, he usually said that the tone of his speech was not like this: "Remember the sentence I said before you were transferred to Jinhai?"
"..."
"One day I will get back the honor and give you back what I deserve. Although it takes patience and waiting, the time will come." Lin Kang paused, his eyes gleaming: "Are you happy? "
"..."
"Wu Yu?" Lin Kang felt wrong.
Wu Yu sat there motionless, as if he had been swallowed by the darkness of the prison cell all the year round, and the light and shadow only outlined the tight jaw line. After a long while, he finally shook his head, the movement was tired and short.
He said hoarsely: "...I want to go home."
Early the next morning, Yundian.
The tires suddenly rubbed against the ground and stopped abruptly at the entrance of the guest house. Two well-trained young men got out of the car from the front row, guarding left and right by the door, standing straight with their hands behind their backs, looking towards the empty revolving front door.
The appointed time had not arrived yet, and the traffic and human voices of the morning rush were faintly heard from the distant streets.
After a long time, the driver finally couldn't help pounding the co-driver's back, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, are you nervous?"
"Nonsense, can't you touch the cold sweat on my back?" The co-pilot glanced around quickly: "Where are you?"
"..." The driving voice said in a low voice: "It's true that I rushed to perform with them for this opportunity for a week. I woke up at five o'clock this morning with excitement. I put water in the car three times before getting into the car. I want to go to the toilet..."
"You are too useless!"
"You are useful, don't you keep trembling!"
The two fell silent at the same time.
"I've heard of his deeds since the selection period." After half a smoke, the driver finally sighed softly: "Single-handedly, deep into the desperate situation, 12 years of success and retreat, and become a legend overnight. , It is said that the real photos have been released on the dark web to offer several million rewards...Hey, what do you think the hero looks like?"
The co-pilot pondered for a long time, and said seriously: "Heroes are also human beings. They must also have a nose and two eyes..."
"Aren't you talking nonsense, who doesn't have one nose and two eyes?"
"You're just talking nonsense. One nose must be higher than yours, and two eyes must be bigger than yours. People will dominate you both by standing there!"
"Shut up, here it is! Here it is!"
A faint figure suddenly appeared in the lobby of the guest house. The two young men stood up suddenly, watching their noses and noses, their hands pressed against the seams of their trousers, they were tall and tall like a javelin, but they couldn’t help but float forward and breathe each other. Silently suppressed the excitement trembling.
What should a hero look like?
Seven feet long, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a handsome appearance, not angry or prestigious?
Or is it not surprising, taciturn, sharp and serious, Yuan Zhaoyue Zhi?
——The glass door was pushed open.
A thin man lowered his head and walked down the steps behind Lin Ke. The pupils of the two young men suddenly widened in unison.
Different from the distorted descriptions that have been passed on from generation to generation of newcomers in the special love group, "that person" does not look big, on the contrary, he is a bit younger. He wears a black baseball cap and the mask covers the bottom half. Face; he was wearing a black short jacket and trousers, a white T-shirt underneath, his hands in his trouser pockets, he walked almost silently, but seemed to have a habitual, unobtrusive creak.
The only exposed parts of his whole body are those eyes, but there does not seem to be any special place, the pupils are black and quiet, and they are calm, and they naturally fall to the ground.
——The legendary hero does not have any special temperament, neither sharp and serious, nor irritable. The aura standing there is not only one of the two, but on the contrary, it may not even reach half of the young man's spirit. He looked down and walked like an ordinary white-collar worker rushing to work on the streets of Yundian. If it wasn't for Lin Kang who suddenly reached out and opened the car door for him in two steps, he looked the most like that among the four people present. Responsible for driving.
The intern stared at him without blinking, forgetting to breathe the moment he passed by. Seeing him lowering his head into the car, Lin Kang closed the door with a bang and whispered: "Go."
The intern immediately reacted: "Yes!"
The two young men quickly got into the front row, the car started slowly, turned a corner, and drove towards the suburban prison.
The sky light passed through the charged barbed wire, quietly cast into the interview room, outlining a lifeless figure in prison clothes.
Kang Dang——
The iron gate banged several times in the distance, and the condemned prisoner's muddy gray-blue eyes suddenly moved. After a short while, the sound of footsteps approached from far away along the deep corridor, and then the door was pushed open, and a young man in black clothes and black trousers walked into the gloomy interview room led by several guards.
Although he had never met in his life, at the moment his eyes collided, Arthur Hodgson knew who he was—
A strong horror was initiated by the heart, like electric currents crawling across every inch of skin and bones, and the emotions of the mountain whistling and tsunami swept through everything, even stronger than the day the death penalty was approved. He stared at the young man, unable to look away. He didn't even notice that the guard retreated and left the room. The door clicked, leaving the two of them staring at each other in the cold enclosed space.
With a stab of the metal chair legs rubbing against the concrete floor, Wu Yu pulled the chair away and sat on the opposite side.
"I heard you want to see me?"
Arthur Hodgson stared at him, finally split his mouth to reveal a twisted smile, and squeezed a word from his bloodshot to almost paralyzed throat:
"...There are only you and me here, your policeman outside the door, I am a dead man."
"Just like that, don't you dare to show your true colors, painter, teacher?"
Wu Yu stared at him with dark eyes under the brim of his hat, took off his baseball cap without a word, took off his mask, and gently dropped it on the table, staring at the haggard and crazy face opposite:
"Now you see it."
At the moment Wu Yu showed his face, Hodgson struck forward suddenly, so hard that he made a clatter of handcuffs. His gaze seemed to turn into some kind of cold burr, brushing from Wu Yu's facial features and cheeks one by one, and after half a smoke, he seemed like a person who was extremely hungry and finally ended the last gluttony in his life. Like a feast, the body stretched to the limit under the prison clothes returned to normal a little bit, leaning back into the chair like sleepwalking.
"I've wanted to see you for a long time," he said hoarsely.
Hodgson speaks Chinese well, probably because he has nothing to do in the past ten years, so he just practiced oral English against the wall every day.
"They have said a lot about you, and I have imagined countless times how to meet the protagonist of these deeds, and what kind of face does the legendary protagonist have. Fat? Thin? Old? Young? The spring breeze is proud of justice, or the vicissitudes of life is numb, sensitive and cold? I have been in jail for ten years, more than three thousand days, I have at least half of my time imagining your appearance, and there are countless faces in my mind that may belong to you, even you are a female I have doubted this possibility."
"--But I didn't expect you to be completely different from what I imagined, not even the slightest similar."
He craned his neck and stared at Wu Yu's eyes, barely showing his teeth maliciously:
"Because I didn't expect you to be so bad, so... bad."
Wu Yu sat there with no expression, half of his thin face hidden in the darkness, his tone was tired and indifferent: "But you are as miserable as I imagined."
"Hahaha—" Hodgson seemed to find it funny and laughed out loud. The laughter was as desolate and sharp as a dead vulture. After a long time, he finally stopped, and asked, "I'm so miserable, you are worth it?"
"..."
"I have always wanted to ask you something. It has been ten years, but I haven't had a chance to ask it." He blinked the gray and defeated blue pupils and looked at Wu Yu secretly:
"How did you escape?"
"..."
Wu Yu still didn't say a word, but Hodgson didn't care about his indifference. Yoyo curled herself up in the narrow space of the iron chair: "Until now I remember what happened on the day I was arrested, the ins and outs, and every detail. ."
After the deep web trading became popular in North America, the old-school drug dealers in Southeast Asia also began to try to use network technology to expand their sales, including Thayer, one of the largest drug manufacturers on the border between China and Myanmar at that time.
Thayer is a traditional Burmese drug lord who mainly deals in natural and semi-synthetic drugs. He has his own private armed forces and poppy plantations. He has "hired" a large number of local villagers to produce opium for him. When he, as the first old-school drug lord to eat crabs in the Golden Triangle, sent a signal to the sharks that he was willing to cooperate, Arthur Hodgson, as the shark’s security chief and capable general, was sent to Liangji Mountain on the Sino-Myanmar border, and Thayer Signed a treaty on cargo smuggling from the'Mariana Trench' and provided them with security keys and traffic routes.
There is a reason why this transaction was chosen to be carried out on Liangji Mountain. One end of this mountain is in Myanmar and the other end is in China. No matter which country the police are alarmed, they can escape directly by descending the mountain from the other side. The perfect geographical conditions are called Days|seamlessly. But to everyone’s surprise, the trading program started running for less than half an hour. Suddenly, news came from the foot of the mountain that the border defenses of China and Myanmar launched a joint encirclement and suppression at the same time, directly blocking all downhill routes, and began to use heavy firepower. The base camp of the drug lords stormed up.
Arthur Hodgson used to fight the FBI, chasing me and fleeing with the Interpol. This kind of thing is common, and he immediately realized that there was a rape in the transaction, and it might even infiltrate the undercover of the police. The creatures are old acquaintances with them for no other reason, probably because both are top desperadoes. Even if Hodgson dared to challenge the Mexican government and shoot a gun battle with the Canadian police, once he met the same desperate undercover undercover, he could only quickly terminate the transaction and curse bad luck. 999 novel first published https://www.999xs.com https://m.999xs.com
Fortunately, the helicopter that Hodgson was in was still parked on the top of the mountain. He could leave the encirclement safely as long as he got on the plane. So he immediately set off to the top of the mountain. In order to apologize, Thayer sent a Burmese mercenary to escort him along the way. He arrived at the helicopter without any danger. Who knows that the helicopter has not had time to take off. The border guards of the armed forces descended from the sky and wiped out the Burmese mercenaries on the spot, and captured Hodgson who was caught off guard.
"Then I was escorted down the mountain, locked up in China, and moved to several prisons and detention centers. Since then, I haven't been out of the cell for half a step until today."
Hodgson suddenly squinted his eyes and took a deep breath. This action made his expression very dramatic, as if telling an absurd drama to the air on an empty stage:
"I can figure out why the China-Myanmar border guards joined forces in an instant-because Thayer has been involved in the drug trade for decades, which is a serious problem on the border. Both countries want to catch him as soon as possible; I can also figure out why I did. Caught-because the mysterious undercover agent not only figured out the details of the transaction in advance, but also figured out the location of my helicopter, which provided a precious opportunity for the armed police to set up ambush."
"But what I can't figure out is that at the moment when the helicopter was about to take off, I clearly heard the roar of a Burmese mercenary on the radio:'The owner has caught the undercover of the paper. The man is in the Red Mountain execution room and is about to be killed. '——"
The surrounding air condensed, like a bowstring stretched to the top silently.
"I know where the infamous'Red Mountain Punishment Room' is. Even if the police have their wings, there is no time to save them. And I heard that sentence very clearly, and there is no possibility of misheard."
Hodgson paused, his muddy eyes rounded, as if he finally found the only audience under the stage.
The prisoner suddenly leaned forward, grinning and looking straight at Wu Yu:
"Then the question is, how did the undercover agent who was about to be killed escaped from birth?"
"——Ten years ago, on the China-Myanmar border, what happened in the'Red Mountain Execution House', can you tell me,'Painting Master'?
As if an invisible curtain was pulled aside, the gray skylight was cut to pieces. The iron table turned into a torture instrument, and the iron chair turned into a shackle. The enclosed walls on all sides highlighted the cracks in the bricks. The cracks were solidified with blood and broken meat that had been corrupting for a long time, wrapped in blood and blood.
Snap-a whip to smash the flesh and blood, splashing blood.
Snap-a whip smashed the bones, the cracking sound pierced the brain.
"Xie Qianshan... 80% of the name is fake..."
"...Big Brother, this one won't work, I think I can use him as a shield to go down the mountain..."
"Give this one a shot! Be sure to pry open his mouth!"
...
Noisy human voices, babbles, like poisonous arrows that cannot be avoided in all directions. Wu Yu seemed to be forcibly pressed in the dark sea, his eyes, ears, nose and mouth were blocked, and a trace of hot blood was choking out of his lungs; in the overwhelming noise, he seemed to hear the gloomy and old again And the sharp voice told people:
"...Go, go outside and call sister A Yin...."
Wu Yu closed his eyes, opened them after a few breaths, and asked flatly, "What do you want to know, but how badly I was beaten?"
Hodgson glared at him, as if trying to penetrate his brain through the eyes of the undercover agent, and dig out the deepest and most unknown things.
"If this allows you to relieve your hatred a little bit before you die, you can." Wu Yu said, "Not only can I tell you every detail and pain in detail, I can also exaggerate ten times, even a hundred times. I can tell you a horrible and terrifying story. For example, they broke the 200 bones in my body one by one, or burned a pot of water to boil me to death and put mine to death. The meat sauce is brought out to feed the starving dog; but no matter how bizarre and bloody the plot is, it will not affect our reality today: I am sitting here and you are going to die."
He sat in the chair with a sign obliquely, his upper body slightly backwards, his hands naturally folded on his thighs, which seemed indifferent.
"You asked me to come, but out of the last bit of suspicion before dying, you want to witness with your own eyes that the'painter' who caught you is a real person, not a legend fabricated by the police to deify. Now you see it? I'm just a man Ordinary little people, working at work and receiving a salary, have neither heroic feelings nor abilities to master the sky. I went undercover because of my youth and impulsiveness, and it was pure luck to come back alive."
Hodgson's eyes seemed to be held by a thread, and he watched Wu Yu stand up, pushed the chair back to the original place, and then stood there and smiled at him:
"You want to see me because of curiosity, and I came to see you only because of curiosity. Now that I have finished seeing you, you and I have all ended an obsession, and you can get on the road."
Wu Yu nodded politely, put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned and walked out.
"wait wait wait!"
The handcuffs and fetters rattled at the same time, and Hodgson tried his best to earn, almost standing up from the iron chair: "Do you think it will be over when I die?! Your police have spent so many years and so much energy, and they can only temporarily Let the deep web e-commerce platforms suspend operations, what losses can it actually cause us?! The'Marinaya Trench' can go online again just by changing the entrance server! I am dead and there are thousands of secrets Web programmer!"
"They said you were undercover for twelve years, twelve years, right?" Hodgson gritted his teeth, and pierced Wu Yu's back like nails one by one: "If you don't see the sun in twelve years, you think you can forever Escape from the hunt of the sharks?! Do you think the sharks will let you go?! How long can the so-called luck be used, and will it last until the Mariana Trench next comeback?!
Wu Yu looked back at him and said lightly: "Then make a comeback, what does it have to do with me?"
Hodgson glared at him like a monster: "It doesn't matter to you? It's not you who was beaten as a dead dog? It's not you who live like this person and look like a ghost or a ghost? The poor creature I see now. Not you?!"
"..."
"Shark can sell Burmese opium to Mexico, Far East fentanyl to Canada, American guns and bullets to Middle East Afghanistan, and the dark web servers under the noses of Interpol! Anonymous e-commerce creates one year The output value of the company is as high as several billions, and the money laundering exceeds tens of billions. What have we created? We have created a kingdom of liberalism and wealth expansion! Do you think you are the hero of the dragon slaying success?! You are a poor joke!!!"
The fetters were sharp and piercing, Hodgson got up and drove the iron chair with a deafening sting, almost leaping on Wu Yu's face——
Right now! The door was pushed open heavily, Lin Kang strode in!
"Technology is immortal! Freedom is immortal! The deep web is immortal! The dragon will never die!!" Hodgson's eyes protruded, his face was scarlet, and Lin Kang couldn't hold back even Lin Kang alone: "Look at your failure. Face, a joke that has been nothing for more than ten years! A joke that is broken to nothing but achieves nothing!! You are a sad joke like an ant—"
Wu Yu seemed to be frozen, and the tide of suffocation came over again, pouring into the limbs from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
Someone pulled him out from side to side, it should be the two outstanding young interns in the special situation group.
Hodgson was still madly struggling and roaring, the death row was too disappointed. He originally thought that the dead-end villain boss could usher in a majestic superhero, but what actually appeared at the end of the film was a mediocre ant. All his ambitions, struggles, calculations, and plans are lost in the hands of a joke, and this joke-like little figure is actually quite willing, not ready to put on the heroic golden armor in the sequel as the audience expects.
Wu Yu wanted to laugh a bit, but the smile failed to lift the corners of his mouth that was naturally curved. Lin Kang knocked Hodgson out with a hand knife, and prison guards, doctors and others swarmed in.
He was pulled into the lounge outside by the two young men.
The door was heavily closed, and the noise outside suddenly became smaller and turned into a vague hum. Just now the young man in the copilot supported him, and the other driver hurriedly pulled an armchair: "Sit down, please sit down."
Then the two looked at each other and nodded. One of them rushed out and rushed back with a cup of warm water, his jaw muscles tense hard: "Please drink tea."
Wu Yu didn't say a word, and raised the corner of his lips briefly, motioning him to put the teacup aside.
However, the intern didn't let go, and stood straight and looked at him, his eyes gleaming with the brilliance unique to young people.
"You, don't care about what the ghost said!"
"..."
"When I graduated from the Information Department, I heard your instructor describe your deeds, knowing that only the best, the most loyal, and the best people will have the chance to pass the selection and be sent to the front line like you. Later I was selected into the special situation group and I was really exposed to your deeds before I knew how good you are! How outstanding!"
Wu Yu stared at him blankly, seeming to be caught in a nightmare of confusion and confusion.
"I, I just hope you don't be bothered by criminals' nonsense." The intern stood like a young poplar tree, his face rose slightly red, and his expression was solemn and sincere: "There are many juniors like us. , The biggest goal of life's hard work is to become a hero who is as worthy of mission as you!
hero.
This terrible word smashed down like a halberd, making all limbs cold.
--hero.
"It's not you who was beaten up like a dead dog? It's not you who live like this person and ghost?!"
"Do you think you are the hero who succeeded in slaying the dragon?! You are a poor joke!!"
"You are a joke that has been in vain for more than ten years, you are a joke that is shattered but accomplish nothing, a pitiful joke that looks like an ant--"
The young man was still stammering, vigorous and energetic, his eyes shining like stars shining on a police badge.
But Wu Yu could not hear clearly.
There was a buzzing in his ears, and he habitually wanted to shrink himself, but in fact there was nowhere to shrink, he could only put his hands in his jacket pockets awkwardly. The young man looked at him hopefully. Wu Yu swallowed his dry throat and looked down at the concrete floor. His fingers suddenly touched a hard object in the inner pocket of his jacket through the clothes, which was the key.
It was strange that his confused brain could still tell what it was from subconsciously.
——Bu Chonghua's key.
"When did I hit him!" The young and handsome elite leader yelled at his opponent in the car in anger, and then put his head out of the living room with a towel, jokingly: "Your dream is not to be a couch. Uncle slowly turning round?" The next moment he handed out a schoolbag full of snacks, and snorted coldly: "I'm such an adult, and he's dressed like the suspect who just came in."...
The memory pushed forward uncontrollably. On the outdoor corridor of the confinement, someone shackled him tightly from behind, wiped off the blood that obscured his vision with his fingers, and repeated in his ear over and over again: "It's me, Wu Yu, It's me...I'm late, it's me..."
Wu Yu seemed to be on the dark bottom of the sea, only his breath was clearer than the other, and his palm held the key tightly.
Phew-the door opened and Lin Kang strode into the lounge.
"Lin Ke!"
"Lin Ke!"
When Wu Yu opened his eyes, there were a few unnoticeable bloodshot eyes, and Lin Kang walked quickly: "You two go out first."
"Yes!"
The young man had carved obedience orders into his bones, and immediately exited the room to hide the door. Wu Yu's gaze panned with Lin Kang. He pulled over the chair and sat on the opposite side. He took a breath before speaking. There was a shimmering gleam in his usually gentle eyes. Then he raised his hand and intercepted it. What Wu Yu just wanted to say:
"You know who I am trying to get here today besides you?"
"……Who?"
The two were not close to each other. Lin Kang put a probe on his ear and whispered out a name that almost everyone in the public security system does not know.
Wu Yu was taken aback.
"This person came to Yundian from Beijing for inspection yesterday. He was originally leaving this afternoon. After I learned that, I contacted Feng Ting urgently and tried a little trick to lead him here to see you." Lin Kang should be there. With a hint of excitement, he usually said that the tone of his speech was not like this: "Remember the sentence I said before you were transferred to Jinhai?"
"..."
"One day I will get back the honor and give you back what I deserve. Although it takes patience and waiting, the time will come." Lin Kang paused, his eyes gleaming: "Are you happy? "
"..."
"Wu Yu?" Lin Kang felt wrong.
Wu Yu sat there motionless, as if he had been swallowed by the darkness of the prison cell all the year round, and the light and shadow only outlined the tight jaw line. After a long while, he finally shook his head, the movement was tired and short.
He said hoarsely: "...I want to go home."
