"Cut the silver cod into pieces of eight centimeters each, add 3.5 grams of salt, mix well with egg yolks, corn flour, etc., and marinate for 15 minutes."
Wu Yu read it word by word carefully, put down the tablet, carefully measured 3.5 grams of salt with a small kitchen balance, beat an egg yolk and mixed the codfish cubes with starch, then set it for 15 minutes, press the alarm, and satisfied He wiped his hands.
"..." Bu Chonghua folded his arms and leaned against the kitchen bar, looking at the piece of snow-white fish that was caressed by Wu Yu eight hundred times, no one could hear the subtle sourness in his tone: "Just Is a piece of fish worthy of such careful attention?"
Wu Yu said: "What, a piece of fish? Do you think it means just a piece of fish to me?"
It's the fish you bought me—Bu Chonghua automatically took the next sentence subconsciously, and he was refreshed in an instant.
At the next moment, he heard Wu Yu sternly say: "It is clearly a piece of French imported deep-sea cod worth 200 yuan!"
Bu Chonghua: "..."
"It's still your overtime pay for next week, so delicious." Bu Chonghua turned his head and walked away blankly.
I ate wild saury and seafood porridge at the restaurant on Saturday. Wu Yu couldn’t even run the steps. After returning home, he sat on the sofa and hummed for a long time. He hummed Bu Chonghua and went upstairs without saying a word. He was in the gym. Ran for two hours on the climber.
For lunch on Sunday, Bu Chonghua means that there is a newly opened restaurant in the central business district nearby that makes boiled shrimps. It’s good to go for a gluttonous meal and come back and hum; however, Wu Yu recalled yesterday’s bill and thought he couldn’t eat like that After eating like this, I worked overtime day and night for two years, so I decided to cook at home by myself, so I would cook the food for two of them when they went to the supermarket.
Bu Chonghua thought for a while and thought it was okay. He went to the convenience store downstairs and bought two sky blue aprons. However, as a subordinate who hasn't received the quarterly allowance, Wu Yu firmly stated that he should not let the leader into the kitchen. Putting on his apron, he began to wash vegetables and cook. Step Chonghua I had to sit in the study and heard "Noisy!" "Noisy!" The sky was filled with oil, and the imported range hood from Germany couldn't stop the white smoke from drifting away at home. After more than an hour, Wu Yu finally brought out his results-a plate of pan-fried codfish, a plate of fried prawns, a plate of fried vegetables, and a pot of rice.
Bu Chonghua sat at the dining table and glanced over it, as if a row of calorie numbers were constantly being refurbished before his eyes, and finally freezed with a jingle, stopping at the historical peak of horror.
Although he knows that this kid has lived in Myanmar for twelve years and that Burmese cuisine is well-known for being willing to put oil, it is still a bit beyond the psychological bottom line of the health madman step detachment: "You... are you a bit too..."
"How about it," Wu Yu was enthusiastic: "This is the first time in my life to cook for someone. I specially cut half of the oil. I'm afraid you will dislike unhealthy, try it?"
...For the first time in my life...cooking for someone...
Bu Chonghua lost his thoughts, and picked up the most oily prawn with chopsticks. After a short while, Wu Yu gritted his teeth and commented: "Very good!"
Wu Yu seemed a little smug, unbuttoned his apron, sat down and started eating.
However, the oily prawns taste better than the fitness meal prepared by the nutritionist. After Bu Chonghua ate the meal, he put the dishes in the kitchen dishwasher, and when he got up, he subconsciously lifted the hem of his clothes and glanced at his belly. muscle.
"Oh, six yuan." Wu Yu dragged his shoes past, teasing: "Yes, your future girlfriend will like it very much."
Wu Yu drew a rag to wipe the table, eating and drinking, humming brisk and out-of-tune notes. He couldn't tell whether it was a Yundian dialect or a local folk song in Myanmar. Bu Chonghua watched his back all the way out, unexpectedly asked: 999 novel first published www.999xs.com m.999xs.com
"Do you like it?"
"Puff!" Wu Yu almost choked with saliva, turned his head and said solemnly: "Leader, you are the most beautiful police flower in my heart before you calculate the allowance for our team. Even if you grow up 18 packs of abs, I am sure. Do you still have to ask if you like it?"
Bu Chonghua’s glazed eye pupils stared at him, and there seemed to be a strange emotion flashing deep in his eyes. After a long while, he slowly said: "Very good. The quarterly allowance is calculated every three months. You always keep me informed. Jailed."
Wu Yu: "..."
Wu Yu wiped the table twice, turned to look at Bu Chonghua, and saw the leader lowering his head to play the dishwasher, so he secretly lifted his clothes and glanced at his abdominal muscles.
Four yuan.
It's good for me to have a beer belly before my age. Anyway, I don't rely on my face to eat, Wu Yu thought calmly.
Buzz - buzz -
At this moment, the phone shook twice on the kitchen counter, it was Bu Chonghua's working machine. He washed his hands and unlocked it. It was Liao Gang's two WeChat accounts: [Bu Team, Economic Investigation Brother Cao and the others have found out something. They are overseas accounts that trade with Chen Yuanliang. I send it to you to see? 】
The next message was a photo. Bu Chonghua clicked on the big picture, and saw that it was a photo of an underground bank transaction bill.
Chen Yuanliang had done at least three illegal transactions, but was not discovered by the police until the third human bone helmet. As for the RMB 250,000 from the underground bank in the middle of the previous year and RMB 390,000 at the end of the previous year, there is no clue at all.
What did he sell the first two times? Who will be the mysterious overseas buyer?
Is there any connection with the murder of Nian Xiaoping?
On the night Chen Yuanliang was arrested, he did an emergency investigation overnight, but failed to find out in time—this is also quite normal. It is very difficult to track the transactions of the underground bank at home and abroad.
The biggest advantage of using this method is that funds are not available, and buyers and sellers do not have to have direct contact. Foreign buyers remit money to the bank’s foreign currency account, and the bank uses its own RMB account to pay the corresponding amount to Chen Yuanliang who is in China; this way, when investigating this illegal transaction, the bank’s internal records can only be used to match Buyers and sellers, but if there is not only one underground bank involved in the transaction, but several joint lending to each other, it will cause great obstacles to the investigation and inventory, and it will take a long time.
Bu Chonghua had already prepared for this clue to lose contact, but he did not expect to find out the accounts of overseas buyers within a week of investigation. The only thought in his heart is: As expected of Lao Cao!
Old Cao, deputy head of the Economic Investigation Cao Detachment, and a well-known blessing officer in the Jinhai City Public Security System, has always been lucky enough to get four SSRs for Xiaogui forensic doctors. He can’t be missed in the team building lottery every year in the bureau. The highest time he has been drawn is the second prize-Lao Yang fish stall downstairs, free catering coupons throughout the year; the last time he also won the first prize-Xu Ju a love hug Hug, it can be seen that his European spirit has indeed reached a mysterious state.
This time too, most of the accounts of the underground bank had been destroyed, but the latest case of cross-border smuggling was uncovered in Province S, which involved part of the funds transaction records, which happened to include the bank that traded with Chen Yuanliang. The comparison of transaction time and amount successfully unlocked the true face of the mysterious buyer.
——That is a Myanmar account named Bao San.
Long before the human bone helmet, he was the buyer of Chen Yuanliang's first two illegal transactions.
"Bao San," Wu Yu wiped the table, returned to the kitchen while washing his hands while tilting his head towards him, staring at Bu Chonghua's mobile phone screen: "It is very rare for Burmese to have such a name, maybe it is of Chinese Burmese."
"Chen Yuanliang's first two transactions were done with him, but the third time the human bone helmet was not sold to this old customer, why?" Bu Chonghua raised his brows: "The price is too high and the customer has no money?"
Wu Yu said: "Even if you don't have money, you should have talked about it. This Baosan should know a little bit about human bone helmets."
"That's right." Bu Chonghua thought for a moment, and made a decisive decision: "You can help me get a pair of pants to change, let's go to the branch."
Wu Yu: "Wait? Why did you ask me to get your pants?!"
Bu Chonghua: "Otherwise you get a dishwasher?!"
Wu Yu immediately shook his wet hand and went straight to the master bedroom.
There is a cloakroom in Bu Chonghua that can be described as waste. The clothes for the four seasons are clearly arranged. Winter coats and cashmere sweaters are all hung in dust bags. Spring, summer and autumn are all black, white and gray. , A few jeans in the corner became the only color embellishment.
Wu Yu looked around and didn't notice the difference between the rows of black trousers, so he drew a pair of trousers on his arm, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the cabinet door by the hanger opening.
……The underwear of the elite class is all black, white and gray.
Wu Yu hesitated for only half a second before he was overcome by curiosity and quietly opened the cabinet door to take a look.
Next second:
"puff--!"
"Laugh again, these clothes are all for you," Bu Chonghua said coldly behind him.
Wu Yu covered his eyes, and his shoulders kept shaking.
Bu Chonghua’s secret garden is colorful: four pairs of brand-new polished and waxed handmade leather shoes are arranged at the bottom, which are dark purple, bright red, sky blue, and yellow gradient green; two crocodile belts are hanging on the shelf, and one belt buckle is A huge golden yellow eagle head, the other is a bright silver tiger head; in the transparent dust bag on the hanger are eight or nine pieces of clothes, including a white embroidered gold tweed coat, emerald green satin and velvet dress, dark Red cashmere cape with sheepskin trim, dark blue sequined jacket with golden trim — the most domineering is a purple crocodile jacket with fur collar, you don’t need to look at the brand, gem-like crocodile leather luster and shiny fur It's already worth a thousand words, just one word: expensive.
Anything you put on is the most beautiful boy in Jinhai.
"What do you think of my 16th, 17th, 18th, and 19th birthday gifts?" Bu Chonghua asked from between his teeth.
Wu Yu only learned today that his voice was trembling when he was suffocating his laughter to the extreme: "Who...who gave it to you, Song... Song Ping?"
"No," Bu Chonghua gritted his teeth, "My cousin."
"Your guess just now is legally called the crime of slander and libel." Half an hour later, Bu Chonghua sat on the co-pilot and rubbed his temples vigorously: "It's too insulting. The Song Bureau can sue you if it knows."
Wu Yu asked with a cigarette, "Actually you are a little princess in the eyes of your cousin?"
On Sunday afternoon, the congestion on the streets of Jinhai was as usual. The jeep walked and stopped with the traffic, and the horns and complaints outside the car windows came and went one after another. Bu Chonghua rubbed his forehead with one hand, sighed and said, "No, the dresses he gave to his cousin are all little princesses...India, Middle East, Nepal and Arab princesses. As for all the cousins’ birthday gifts, they are all in this style. I was extremely unlucky."
"why?"
"Because it's only my birthday in December," Bu Chonghua said with a cold face, "everyone will forward the gifts they receive to me."
Wu Yu laughed so hard that he was almost choked by the smoke.
"...He loved fighting since he was a child. When he was about six or seven years old, he made a sword by himself, covered it with bright foil, and took it to the street to hack each other with elementary school students. He claimed to be Saint Seiya. He had entered before the age of 16. Numerous times, the police station criticized and educated at the beginning. Later, the people's police were impatient and handcuffed them to the radiator. Later, the grassroots police were not enough and no one looked at him. The police chief personally took him out to see the decayed corpse. ——It’s said that I’ve been frightened for about half a month after reading it. After half a month, he regained his habit and continued to use his sword to fight in the arena. The final exam went back to the countdown. I don’t know how he was admitted to the police academy... his character is extremely stubborn and domineering. I'm not married even in my teens. I firmly believe that the two-meter long legs from the Internet celebrity P are real, and I bet with people online. In the end, they were all deployed in the game and explained to him with the technical recovery chart. I didn’t believe it many times. In fact, I persuaded him when he was in high school, but he couldn’t be persuaded. I always knew that when he was a child, he fought me ten times over who was more serious about Seiya and Ikki. Eight return to the shelf, and once tried to buy goose from the vegetable market and then attacked me."
The jeep turned its head in the sun, and finally out of the most congested section, all the way to the gate of the Nancheng branch. Bu Chonghua sighed for a long time, but Wu Yu found it interesting: "Who is better, Seiya and Ikki?"
"..."
Bu Chonghua didn't say a word, and for a long while, the hand on his forehead rubbed his face vigorously and said:
"I still think it's Ikki."
Five seconds later, Bu Chonghua snatched the cigarette butt from Wu Yu's mouth: "I told you not to smoke while driving!"
"Cough cough cough cough!..." Wu Yu laughed and choked, almost coughing up his lungs.
As soon as he turned the steering wheel, the jeep rushed into the crossroads in front of the city bureau and slid into the gate smoothly. Unexpectedly, the corner in front of the Criminal Investigation Detachment building that had not been parked for 800 years was not empty. The Wrangler stomped to a halt. ——Dang!
It was still too late. The front of the car hit the back of the opponent's car under the effect of inertia, and the headlights were all shattered. Wu Yu and Bu Chonghua were simultaneously strangled back by the seat belts.
"!!!"
"Step Detachment!" Someone in the duty room poked his head out: "Are you okay?"
Wu Yu immediately rushed out of the car door to check the situation, and Bu Chonghua exhaled and waved his hand out of the car window.
Looking out of the windshield from the angle of his co-pilot, he can only see that the back of the opponent is Mercedes-Benz, with a single door and a small rear wing. The car is in relatively old condition and its black appearance is not good, a bit like the old road trot seven or eight years ago.
Bu Chonghua settled in his heart. Just after he unfastened his seat belt to get out of the car, Wu Yu turned his head from the door of the opponent's car with a pale face: "...Captain."
Bu Chonghua said: "You calm down, we can still get a Mercedes-Benz in the game..."
"They are Mercedes-Benz McLaren."
Bu Chonghua: "………………"
It has a single door, a small rear wing, a relatively old car, and a black appearance....Only the buzzing air intake and exhaust pipes on the side of the car silently speak of its eight-figure value.
Wu Yu walked back slowly and calmly: "...Captain, I suddenly remembered that I left the lighter in Myanmar and forgot to bring it back. I will go back and get it. Let's see you another day..."
Bu Chonghua suddenly discovered something: "Wait!"
Wu Yu: "?"
The sun was shining on the clear "Jian" on the front license plate, Jianning!
"According to the sales volume, you have a one-fifth chance of being saved." Bu Chonghua grabbed Wu Yu's neck: "Follow me!"
Full of panic, Wu Yu followed Bu Chonghua across the first floor of the Criminal Investigation Detachment in stride. It was too late to take the elevator. He hurried up from the entrance of the corridor. As soon as he entered the second floor, only the door at the end of the corridor opened. Liao Gang accompanied an appearance. A handsome man with a strong aura, nearly 1.9 meters tall, wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt and jeans, walked out of the reception room.
"I don't understand you, a murder case on a rainy night dragged on for half a month, and it turned out to be lost after investigating an underground bank. Why did your detachment leader go? Do you sleepwalk there every day at work?" The man said to Liao Gang Tieqing He turned a blind eye, and his tone was full of undisguised lessons: "——Look, now I’m going to tell you what I’m going to explain, and I can always check the rest by myself? I’ve seen it for at most a week. The case can be closed, and when it’s over, I ask you to sort out the file and send the clues back to Jianning. Don’t fucking forget! Did you hear that?!"
...Who are you? Brother who are you? !
In Liao Gang's heart, countless grass-and-mud horses rushed past, and finally squeezed out a more normal tone: "I know the strict team. But the problem is that he is very busy in our detachment team, or I will call an intern at that time- "
Before he finished his words, Bu Chonghua strode through the corridor and grabbed the man's hand.
"Fuck you are..." The man was turning his face back to talk to Liao Gang, unexpectedly a quiver turned his head: "Fuck?!"
Bu Chonghua firmly cut the railroad: "Brother!"
The lightning flashed down, and the man was struck by lightning.
Wu Yu cautiously pressed against the wall, looked at Bu Chonghua hesitantly, then looked at the Mercedes-Benz owner, and then mellowly yelled, "...Brother."
Liao Gang: "?!"
Liao Gang didn’t understand what was happening suddenly, and countless question marks popped up all over his head. He looked at Bu Chonghua, Wu Yu, and the man again. He felt that the whole world instantly became something he didn’t know. After a while Finally opened his mouth uncertainly, and tentatively said:
"……brother??"
The air fell into deathly silence.
Yan Xiu, the head of the criminal investigation detachment of Jianning City, had a blank face, and after a long while, he pinched his thigh, shaking with pain.
"...Where are you evildoer, dare to seize my brother's house?!" Yan Xi finally squeezed out the first words of the brothers who blacked each other for several years.
"Cut the silver cod into pieces of eight centimeters each, add 3.5 grams of salt, mix well with egg yolks, corn flour, etc., and marinate for 15 minutes."
Wu Yu read it word by word carefully, put down the tablet, carefully measured 3.5 grams of salt with a small kitchen balance, beat an egg yolk and mixed the codfish cubes with starch, then set it for 15 minutes, press the alarm, and satisfied He wiped his hands.
"..." Bu Chonghua folded his arms and leaned against the kitchen bar, looking at the piece of snow-white fish that was caressed by Wu Yu eight hundred times, no one could hear the subtle sourness in his tone: "Just Is a piece of fish worthy of such careful attention?"
Wu Yu said: "What, a piece of fish? Do you think it means just a piece of fish to me?"
It's the fish you bought me—Bu Chonghua automatically took the next sentence subconsciously, and he was refreshed in an instant.
At the next moment, he heard Wu Yu sternly say: "It is clearly a piece of French imported deep-sea cod worth 200 yuan!"
Bu Chonghua: "..."
"It's still your overtime pay for next week, so delicious." Bu Chonghua turned his head and walked away blankly.
I ate wild saury and seafood porridge at the restaurant on Saturday. Wu Yu couldn’t even run the steps. After returning home, he sat on the sofa and hummed for a long time. He hummed Bu Chonghua and went upstairs without saying a word. He was in the gym. Ran for two hours on the climber.
For lunch on Sunday, Bu Chonghua means that there is a newly opened restaurant in the central business district nearby that makes boiled shrimps. It’s good to go for a gluttonous meal and come back and hum; however, Wu Yu recalled yesterday’s bill and thought he couldn’t eat like that After eating like this, I worked overtime day and night for two years, so I decided to cook at home by myself, so I would cook the food for two of them when they went to the supermarket.
Bu Chonghua thought for a while and thought it was okay. He went to the convenience store downstairs and bought two sky blue aprons. However, as a subordinate who hasn't received the quarterly allowance, Wu Yu firmly stated that he should not let the leader into the kitchen. Putting on his apron, he began to wash vegetables and cook. Step Chonghua I had to sit in the study and heard "Noisy!" "Noisy!" The sky was filled with oil, and the imported range hood from Germany couldn't stop the white smoke from drifting away at home. After more than an hour, Wu Yu finally brought out his results-a plate of pan-fried codfish, a plate of fried prawns, a plate of fried vegetables, and a pot of rice.
Bu Chonghua sat at the dining table and glanced over it, as if a row of calorie numbers were constantly being refurbished before his eyes, and finally freezed with a jingle, stopping at the historical peak of horror.
Although he knows that this kid has lived in Myanmar for twelve years and that Burmese cuisine is well-known for being willing to put oil, it is still a bit beyond the psychological bottom line of the health madman step detachment: "You... are you a bit too..."
"How about it," Wu Yu was enthusiastic: "This is the first time in my life to cook for someone. I specially cut half of the oil. I'm afraid you will dislike unhealthy, try it?"
...For the first time in my life...cooking for someone...
Bu Chonghua lost his thoughts, and picked up the most oily prawn with chopsticks. After a short while, Wu Yu gritted his teeth and commented: "Very good!"
Wu Yu seemed a little smug, unbuttoned his apron, sat down and started eating.
However, the oily prawns taste better than the fitness meal prepared by the nutritionist. After Bu Chonghua ate the meal, he put the dishes in the kitchen dishwasher, and when he got up, he subconsciously lifted the hem of his clothes and glanced at his belly. muscle.
"Oh, six yuan." Wu Yu dragged his shoes past, teasing: "Yes, your future girlfriend will like it very much."
Wu Yu drew a rag to wipe the table, eating and drinking, humming brisk and out-of-tune notes. He couldn't tell whether it was a Yundian dialect or a local folk song in Myanmar. Bu Chonghua watched his back all the way out, unexpectedly asked: 999 novel first published www.999xs.com m.999xs.com
"Do you like it?"
"Puff!" Wu Yu almost choked with saliva, turned his head and said solemnly: "Leader, you are the most beautiful police flower in my heart before you calculate the allowance for our team. Even if you grow up 18 packs of abs, I am sure. Do you still have to ask if you like it?"
Bu Chonghua’s glazed eye pupils stared at him, and there seemed to be a strange emotion flashing deep in his eyes. After a long while, he slowly said: "Very good. The quarterly allowance is calculated every three months. You always keep me informed. Jailed."
Wu Yu: "..."
Wu Yu wiped the table twice, turned to look at Bu Chonghua, and saw the leader lowering his head to play the dishwasher, so he secretly lifted his clothes and glanced at his abdominal muscles.
Four yuan.
It's good for me to have a beer belly before my age. Anyway, I don't rely on my face to eat, Wu Yu thought calmly.
Buzz - buzz -
At this moment, the phone shook twice on the kitchen counter, it was Bu Chonghua's working machine. He washed his hands and unlocked it. It was Liao Gang's two WeChat accounts: [Bu Team, Economic Investigation Brother Cao and the others have found out something. They are overseas accounts that trade with Chen Yuanliang. I send it to you to see? 】
The next message was a photo. Bu Chonghua clicked on the big picture, and saw that it was a photo of an underground bank transaction bill.
Chen Yuanliang had done at least three illegal transactions, but was not discovered by the police until the third human bone helmet. As for the RMB 250,000 from the underground bank in the middle of the previous year and RMB 390,000 at the end of the previous year, there is no clue at all.
What did he sell the first two times? Who will be the mysterious overseas buyer?
Is there any connection with the murder of Nian Xiaoping?
On the night Chen Yuanliang was arrested, he did an emergency investigation overnight, but failed to find out in time—this is also quite normal. It is very difficult to track the transactions of the underground bank at home and abroad.
The biggest advantage of using this method is that funds are not available, and buyers and sellers do not have to have direct contact. Foreign buyers remit money to the bank’s foreign currency account, and the bank uses its own RMB account to pay the corresponding amount to Chen Yuanliang who is in China; this way, when investigating this illegal transaction, the bank’s internal records can only be used to match Buyers and sellers, but if there is not only one underground bank involved in the transaction, but several joint lending to each other, it will cause great obstacles to the investigation and inventory, and it will take a long time.
Bu Chonghua had already prepared for this clue to lose contact, but he did not expect to find out the accounts of overseas buyers within a week of investigation. The only thought in his heart is: As expected of Lao Cao!
Old Cao, deputy head of the Economic Investigation Cao Detachment, and a well-known blessing officer in the Jinhai City Public Security System, has always been lucky enough to get four SSRs for Xiaogui forensic doctors. He can’t be missed in the team building lottery every year in the bureau. The highest time he has been drawn is the second prize-Lao Yang fish stall downstairs, free catering coupons throughout the year; the last time he also won the first prize-Xu Ju a love hug Hug, it can be seen that his European spirit has indeed reached a mysterious state.
This time too, most of the accounts of the underground bank had been destroyed, but the latest case of cross-border smuggling was uncovered in Province S, which involved part of the funds transaction records, which happened to include the bank that traded with Chen Yuanliang. The comparison of transaction time and amount successfully unlocked the true face of the mysterious buyer.
——That is a Myanmar account named Bao San.
Long before the human bone helmet, he was the buyer of Chen Yuanliang's first two illegal transactions.
"Bao San," Wu Yu wiped the table, returned to the kitchen while washing his hands while tilting his head towards him, staring at Bu Chonghua's mobile phone screen: "It is very rare for Burmese to have such a name, maybe it is of Chinese Burmese."
"Chen Yuanliang's first two transactions were done with him, but the third time the human bone helmet was not sold to this old customer, why?" Bu Chonghua raised his brows: "The price is too high and the customer has no money?"
Wu Yu said: "Even if you don't have money, you should have talked about it. This Baosan should know a little bit about human bone helmets."
"That's right." Bu Chonghua thought for a moment, and made a decisive decision: "You can help me get a pair of pants to change, let's go to the branch."
Wu Yu: "Wait? Why did you ask me to get your pants?!"
Bu Chonghua: "Otherwise you get a dishwasher?!"
Wu Yu immediately shook his wet hand and went straight to the master bedroom.
There is a cloakroom in Bu Chonghua that can be described as waste. The clothes for the four seasons are clearly arranged. Winter coats and cashmere sweaters are all hung in dust bags. Spring, summer and autumn are all black, white and gray. , A few jeans in the corner became the only color embellishment.
Wu Yu looked around and didn't notice the difference between the rows of black trousers, so he drew a pair of trousers on his arm, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the cabinet door by the hanger opening.
……The underwear of the elite class is all black, white and gray.
Wu Yu hesitated for only half a second before he was overcome by curiosity and quietly opened the cabinet door to take a look.
Next second:
"puff--!"
"Laugh again, these clothes are all for you," Bu Chonghua said coldly behind him.
Wu Yu covered his eyes, and his shoulders kept shaking.
Bu Chonghua’s secret garden is colorful: four pairs of brand-new polished and waxed handmade leather shoes are arranged at the bottom, which are dark purple, bright red, sky blue, and yellow gradient green; two crocodile belts are hanging on the shelf, and one belt buckle is A huge golden yellow eagle head, the other is a bright silver tiger head; in the transparent dust bag on the hanger are eight or nine pieces of clothes, including a white embroidered gold tweed coat, emerald green satin and velvet dress, dark Red cashmere cape with sheepskin trim, dark blue sequined jacket with golden trim — the most domineering is a purple crocodile jacket with fur collar, you don’t need to look at the brand, gem-like crocodile leather luster and shiny fur It's already worth a thousand words, just one word: expensive.
Anything you put on is the most beautiful boy in Jinhai.
"What do you think of my 16th, 17th, 18th, and 19th birthday gifts?" Bu Chonghua asked from between his teeth.
Wu Yu only learned today that his voice was trembling when he was suffocating his laughter to the extreme: "Who...who gave it to you, Song... Song Ping?"
"No," Bu Chonghua gritted his teeth, "My cousin."
"Your guess just now is legally called the crime of slander and libel." Half an hour later, Bu Chonghua sat on the co-pilot and rubbed his temples vigorously: "It's too insulting. The Song Bureau can sue you if it knows."
Wu Yu asked with a cigarette, "Actually you are a little princess in the eyes of your cousin?"
On Sunday afternoon, the congestion on the streets of Jinhai was as usual. The jeep walked and stopped with the traffic, and the horns and complaints outside the car windows came and went one after another. Bu Chonghua rubbed his forehead with one hand, sighed and said, "No, the dresses he gave to his cousin are all little princesses...India, Middle East, Nepal and Arab princesses. As for all the cousins’ birthday gifts, they are all in this style. I was extremely unlucky."
"why?"
"Because it's only my birthday in December," Bu Chonghua said with a cold face, "everyone will forward the gifts they receive to me."
Wu Yu laughed so hard that he was almost choked by the smoke.
"...He loved fighting since he was a child. When he was about six or seven years old, he made a sword by himself, covered it with bright foil, and took it to the street to hack each other with elementary school students. He claimed to be Saint Seiya. He had entered before the age of 16. Numerous times, the police station criticized and educated at the beginning. Later, the people's police were impatient and handcuffed them to the radiator. Later, the grassroots police were not enough and no one looked at him. The police chief personally took him out to see the decayed corpse. ——It’s said that I’ve been frightened for about half a month after reading it. After half a month, he regained his habit and continued to use his sword to fight in the arena. The final exam went back to the countdown. I don’t know how he was admitted to the police academy... his character is extremely stubborn and domineering. I'm not married even in my teens. I firmly believe that the two-meter long legs from the Internet celebrity P are real, and I bet with people online. In the end, they were all deployed in the game and explained to him with the technical recovery chart. I didn’t believe it many times. In fact, I persuaded him when he was in high school, but he couldn’t be persuaded. I always knew that when he was a child, he fought me ten times over who was more serious about Seiya and Ikki. Eight return to the shelf, and once tried to buy goose from the vegetable market and then attacked me."
The jeep turned its head in the sun, and finally out of the most congested section, all the way to the gate of the Nancheng branch. Bu Chonghua sighed for a long time, but Wu Yu found it interesting: "Who is better, Seiya and Ikki?"
"..."
Bu Chonghua didn't say a word, and for a long while, the hand on his forehead rubbed his face vigorously and said:
"I still think it's Ikki."
Five seconds later, Bu Chonghua snatched the cigarette butt from Wu Yu's mouth: "I told you not to smoke while driving!"
"Cough cough cough cough!..." Wu Yu laughed and choked, almost coughing up his lungs.
As soon as he turned the steering wheel, the jeep rushed into the crossroads in front of the city bureau and slid into the gate smoothly. Unexpectedly, the corner in front of the Criminal Investigation Detachment building that had not been parked for 800 years was not empty. The Wrangler stomped to a halt. ——Dang!
It was still too late. The front of the car hit the back of the opponent's car under the effect of inertia, and the headlights were all shattered. Wu Yu and Bu Chonghua were simultaneously strangled back by the seat belts.
"!!!"
"Step Detachment!" Someone in the duty room poked his head out: "Are you okay?"
Wu Yu immediately rushed out of the car door to check the situation, and Bu Chonghua exhaled and waved his hand out of the car window.
Looking out of the windshield from the angle of his co-pilot, he can only see that the back of the opponent is Mercedes-Benz, with a single door and a small rear wing. The car is in relatively old condition and its black appearance is not good, a bit like the old road trot seven or eight years ago.
Bu Chonghua settled in his heart. Just after he unfastened his seat belt to get out of the car, Wu Yu turned his head from the door of the opponent's car with a pale face: "...Captain."
Bu Chonghua said: "You calm down, we can still get a Mercedes-Benz in the game..."
"They are Mercedes-Benz McLaren."
Bu Chonghua: "………………"
It has a single door, a small rear wing, a relatively old car, and a black appearance....Only the buzzing air intake and exhaust pipes on the side of the car silently speak of its eight-figure value.
Wu Yu walked back slowly and calmly: "...Captain, I suddenly remembered that I left the lighter in Myanmar and forgot to bring it back. I will go back and get it. Let's see you another day..."
Bu Chonghua suddenly discovered something: "Wait!"
Wu Yu: "?"
The sun was shining on the clear "Jian" on the front license plate, Jianning!
"According to the sales volume, you have a one-fifth chance of being saved." Bu Chonghua grabbed Wu Yu's neck: "Follow me!"
Full of panic, Wu Yu followed Bu Chonghua across the first floor of the Criminal Investigation Detachment in stride. It was too late to take the elevator. He hurried up from the entrance of the corridor. As soon as he entered the second floor, only the door at the end of the corridor opened. Liao Gang accompanied an appearance. A handsome man with a strong aura, nearly 1.9 meters tall, wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt and jeans, walked out of the reception room.
"I don't understand you, a murder case on a rainy night dragged on for half a month, and it turned out to be lost after investigating an underground bank. Why did your detachment leader go? Do you sleepwalk there every day at work?" The man said to Liao Gang Tieqing He turned a blind eye, and his tone was full of undisguised lessons: "——Look, now I’m going to tell you what I’m going to explain, and I can always check the rest by myself? I’ve seen it for at most a week. The case can be closed, and when it’s over, I ask you to sort out the file and send the clues back to Jianning. Don’t fucking forget! Did you hear that?!"
...Who are you? Brother who are you? !
In Liao Gang's heart, countless grass-and-mud horses rushed past, and finally squeezed out a more normal tone: "I know the strict team. But the problem is that he is very busy in our detachment team, or I will call an intern at that time- "
Before he finished his words, Bu Chonghua strode through the corridor and grabbed the man's hand.
"Fuck you are..." The man was turning his face back to talk to Liao Gang, unexpectedly a quiver turned his head: "Fuck?!"
Bu Chonghua firmly cut the railroad: "Brother!"
The lightning flashed down, and the man was struck by lightning.
Wu Yu cautiously pressed against the wall, looked at Bu Chonghua hesitantly, then looked at the Mercedes-Benz owner, and then mellowly yelled, "...Brother."
Liao Gang: "?!"
Liao Gang didn’t understand what was happening suddenly, and countless question marks popped up all over his head. He looked at Bu Chonghua, Wu Yu, and the man again. He felt that the whole world instantly became something he didn’t know. After a while Finally opened his mouth uncertainly, and tentatively said:
"……brother??"
The air fell into deathly silence.
Yan Xiu, the head of the criminal investigation detachment of Jianning City, had a blank face, and after a long while, he pinched his thigh, shaking with pain.
"...Where are you evildoer, dare to seize my brother's house?!" Yan Xi finally squeezed out the first words of the brothers who blacked each other for several years.
