Cai Lin quoted the scriptures, eloquently talked, fought against the confucianists, and killed all parties. After arguing on the phone with the Nancheng Solid Waste Management Office for half an hour, he finally won the opportunity to suspend the operation of the landfill for 12 hours. The detachment must withdraw, but it was beaten in the face shortly afterwards.
Hundreds of detectives took several police dogs to dig through eighteen|nine trash mountains. They fought in three shifts for nearly a day and a half before they finally got together the wrappers torn to pieces by rats, wild dogs, forklift jagged, and scavengers. Body bag. During this period, several other garbage dumps in Jinhai City were forced to receive 4,000 to 5,000 tons of garbage that should have been transported here, and the phone calls received by the Solid Waste Management Office were all blown up. When the technical team finally pieced together these strands of fragments into a whole bag, the person in charge of the management office was almost unmoved to cry. He said this: "Where is the victim's body bag? It is the Shroud of Turin, shining with the titanium light of Christ Jesus!"
Chen Yuanliang’s corpse was transported back to the Nancheng Detachment, and the results of toxicological examination and anatomy supported Xiaogui’s on-site judgment-due to the blood pneumothorax and acute pericardial tamponade caused by the sharp piercing of the heart, the death process was very rapid and no resistance was seen The trauma caused by intimidation, hesitation, and trying to cut. Judging from the contents of the cross-section, it was indeed a few hours after the death that it was dismembered by a forklift, and the grinding discs made from the damaged part of the bone also confirmed the absence of heme.
"First, the deceased had an empty stomach and died more than 4 hours after eating; second, the analysis of the cross-section showed that he was dismembered 5 to 6 hours after his death, and the forklift at the Beidao Village garbage dump started between 5 and 6 o'clock every morning. Operation. From the perspective of the situation and the degree of incubation of the maggots, the time of death should be around 12 am on Sunday.” Little Gui forensic doctor stood in front of the workbench and deliberately turned the laptop screen to Cai Lin's side and turned the maggots shot on the spot. The photos were swiped one by one: "In other words, when his wife called for the third time and heard the alert tone, Chen Yuanliang was almost dead."
Bu Chonghua frowned while looking at Chen Yuanliang's unloaded corpse on the dissection stage.
"Guier, I know you clearly." A screen full of maggots was reflected on Cai Lin's face, and he said faintly: "Our relationship has been completely wiped out, even the 100 cones you promised to eat. I can't save it. Let's break up now, and I will find my new friend, Little Wu, to play."
Little Gui forensic doctor turned to open the small refrigerator, and crossed the rows of evidence bags displayed in the cold room-a stomach, a pair of lungs, a heart and half a cooked pelvis; he took out a Haagen-Dazs cone from the freezer : "Bu Detachment, do you eat?"
"Eat, eat." Cai Lin's spirits rekindled, and his love rekindled, snatching away the cone in the arrogant gaze of Xiaogui's forensic doctor, and started to eat.
Bu Chonghua ignored the flirting and scolding of the two younger generations. He put on his gloves and carefully examined the corpse. After a while, he suddenly asked, "What is this?"
Little Gui forensic doctor looked in the direction of his fingers, and saw Chen Yuanliang's scarred corpse on his calf. A horizontal groove was faintly visible. If you look closely with a magnifying glass, you will find that it has become leathery.
"Constrainment injuries also occurred in his back neck and the ends of both upper limbs, but they were formed after death. There were no life reactions such as subcutaneous hemorrhage." Little Gui forensic doctor took out a piece of wire from the tray: "Hey, this is the cause. A few paragraphs were sent to the physical and chemical room."
——That is a piece of ordinary green enameled wire.
Bu Chonghua held the wire in his hand and looked at it repeatedly. Little Gui forensic doctor said: “The reason for the post-mortem restraint injury is that the woven bag used by the murderer is 90 cm long and 75 cm wide. Chen Yuanliang must be folded to fit it in. .But if you don’t tie it after it’s loaded, in case the body’s hands and feet sway in the woven bag as it is being transported, making a banging sound, it will attract unnecessary attention-but this also provides us with clues to solve the case, from tying and fighting. Judging from the method of conclusion, it should be the same person. Director Wang can determine that the possibility of multiple people committing the crime is very small."
Although Wang Jiuling is a bald...Although he is only the technical director of the Nancheng branch, he is a great master in the criminal investigation technology of Jinhai. He said that the possibility of multiple people committing a crime is very small, which means that it is a single person committing the crime.
"Director Wang, is there any way to survey the dealers in the city and analyze the murderer's information from the production batch of this piece of wire and the sales location?" Cai Lin asked while licking the cone.
"It's possible before May 2003." Little Gui forensic doctor said seriously, "but after May 2003, my country's economic development model and social ideology have undergone a small transition..."
Cai Lin became nervous: "What turning point?"
"There is a website called Taobao established!" Xiaogui forensic doctor scolded: "Hanpan!"
"I know." Bu Chonghua put away the autopsy report and said, "Tell Director Wang that I will go with him to the broadband operator tomorrow to bring up the network traffic records of Chen Yuanliang's home, and remind him to apply for network investigation to assist in the investigation. forget."
"Go!"
After eating the last piece of crispy tube, Cai Lin licked his fingers intently, and walked out of the forensic room with Bu Chonghua. As soon as he opened the door, he ran into Song Hui who was holding the file, "Oh!"
"Captain Bu!" Song Hui quickly stood still, and handed the folder with both hands: "Brother Liao asked me to send the physical and chemical examination report to the forensic room!"
Since Song Hui almost vomited all her bile that day, she took sick leave for several days without coming to work. The whole family thought that she finally died down. Who knew that after a while she sat up in shock, dying of illness, washed her head and put on a lipstick, and then came to the Nancheng branch office to attend the Nancheng branch. The concert can't be compared, even Song Ping has nothing to do with his daughter. The fastest update of 999 novel Mobile terminal: https:/m.999xs.com/
Xiaogui forensic doctor was taking out another cone from the refrigerator and preparing to eat for himself. He heard strange words: "Oh, Lihua will come out so soon?" He poked his head out, took the report and turned a few pages, suddenly thinking Why did you get up, shook the ice cream in his hand to Song Hui friendly:
"Xiao Song, do you eat?"
Song Hui: "..."
At that moment, Wu Yu’s friendly voice echoed in Song Hui’s ears like a divine enlightenment:
"Don't eat the ice cream given by the forensic laboratory. They only have a refrigerator. Half of the internal organs and the sawn skull bones are stored in it and refrigerated together with the cone..."
"No, no, thank you." Song Hui squeaked and gratefully said: "It's too expensive, I'm embarrassed to eat it."
"..." Little Gui, the forensic doctor, blinked, took a bite of the cone, and thought: "Is really a good girl who is thrifty, well-behaved and polite."
Bu Chonghua let out a silent sigh, then turned and walked towards the stairs. Song Hui hurriedly said, "Goodbye Gui, forensic doctor," Xiao Xiaobu followed Bu Zhonghua away.
Cai Lin was half a step behind, covering half of his mouth and asking Little Gui forensic doctor: "Is she familiar with you?"
"Nothing."
"Then why did she call you'Gu Forensic' so affectionately?"
"I don't know." Little Gui forensic doctor shrugged, and then raised the corners of his mouth, his face was full of the complacency of watching all living beings: "But handsome guys like me, high-end and western-style, are more favored by little girls than you. It's normal too."
"..." Cai Lin exhausted all his strength at him: "Bah!"
Little Gui forensic doctor immediately bounced up and ran away with his cone.
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"Bu Detachment, Bu Detachment!" Song Hui hurriedly followed the corridor, seeing that Bu Chonghua had no intention of slowing down, he said angrily: "Brother!"
Bu Chonghua stopped: "What's the matter?"
Song Hui frowned and pursed her mouth. She seemed to stand a little unhappy for a while, and finally asked: "My mom asks me if you want to go to dinner for my birthday tonight?"
Bu Chonghua grew up in Song Ping, like the eldest son of the Song family, who personally took Song Hui and Song Xiaobao, a pair of siblings for a long time. Every year the three of them celebrate their birthdays, the whole family will go out to eat, even after graduating from Chonghua University and moving out to live, it has never changed.
"Go, I didn't forget. Is there anything else?"
Song Hui twisted her fingers for a while, and then said unhappily, "You have ignored me recently..."
Song Hui wore a light blue shirt and uniform pants that did not fit the trainee police, and a pair of black round-toed flat shoes under her feet. No girl looks good in this suit, but she is standing there with her head slightly lowered and her feet crossed, like a new probe of lotus buds. From the rough and strong polyester fabric, she is fresh and beautiful. Brilliance that cannot be ignored.
Bu Chonghua lowered his gaze and said in a deep voice, "I'm too busy."
"But you have been busy for more than ten years, and you used to come to school often to see me! Why have you ignored me in the past two years?
"..."
There was a slight movement in the corridor in the distance, and an inconspicuous voice came from the half-open door of the physical and chemical laboratory. Bu Chonghua raised his head and let out a long sigh, before looking at Song Hui again, saying calmly but firmly: "Because you have grown up."
Song Hui looked blank.
Bu Chonghua turned and walked towards the elevator. Song Hui was anxious and couldn't help but step forward and pull his sleeve: "But brother--"
The door of the physical and chemical laboratory opened, and several inspectors walked out while talking. Bu Chonghua's eyebrows twitched, and she whispered away, "Don't follow me!"
"——Hey! Brother! Wait..."
Song Hui was ignorant and still entangled, so Bu Chonghua had to walk a few steps quickly, turned into the men's bathroom, and closed the door with her backhand.
Bang!
The door panel blocked Song Hui. The next moment, before Bu Chonghua's breath came out, the corner of his eyes suddenly saw a person by the sink, and his movements froze immediately.
"...Wu Yu?"
Wu Yu also didn't expect Bu Chonghua to come in suddenly, he still maintained the posture of shaking his hands after washing, and his expression was slightly surprised.
"Hey, Little Song!" "Will Little Song go to eat together?" "Go and go downstairs to eat the baking tray!..."
The voices of people outside were lively and faint, but the restroom was so quiet that you could hear a needle falling on the floor. The two of them stared at each other stiffly, each second was endlessly long, as if it had been a whole century before the chattering in the hallway drifted away.
Bu Chonghua pointed at the door and opened his mouth, "I just..."
"——Hey, I'll just say," At this time, several inspectors went back and forth, and pushed the bathroom door straight open: "I knew Little Song would not eat with us!"
In an instant, Bu Chonghua's pupils shrank, and in the next second he almost instinctively grabbed Wu Yu, pushed him into the nearest compartment, and closed the door with his backhand.
Wu Yu was caught off guard: "You..."
Bu Chonghua pressed the back of his head and pressed towards him, while covering his mouth, only hearing the sound of water rushing outside.
"Why," the other inspector said unconvincedly, "I am also a great young man who is unmarried, so why can't I rely on my strength to win my love!"
"Puff, relying on strength." The previous voice grinned: "What strength do you have, are you from a serious criminal police academy? Do you have a car, a house and an ancestral salary as a pocket? More importantly, you Can you be the youngest person with real power in the Jinhai Public Security System?"
"Fuck, you mean..."
"Don't think about it, go back and calculate your overtime pay. The little girl rubs upstairs every day and you still can't see what she is doing? Just three words-the detachment!"
Bu Chonghua looked at Wu Yu without saying a word.
The compartment was extremely small, their upper bodies were completely close to each other, their faces facing each other, and even their breathing unavoidably brushed across the lips of each other, Wu Yu finally lowered his gaze and struck lightly.
But then an even more irresistible force came from the back of his head-Bu Chonghua pushed him back.
"I can't see it, the age difference is so big..." "Little girls like to look for a few years older these days, nothing wrong!" "Hey, I knew that I was studying hard, but now this abruptly procrastinated into an older age. Young men..."
The door opened and closed, and the conversation faded away, finally disappearing in the corridor.
The restroom was quiet again.
The air slowly solidified in the small compartment, and even their subtle breaths were clear and harsh. After a long time, Bu Chonghua's palm covering Wu Yu's lips finally slowly released.
"...The relationship between Song Hui and I is not the kind you heard."
The elite education from small to large did not teach Bu Chonghua how to deal with this situation. After a long while, he finally spit out such a sentence.
Wu Yu didn't say a word, stretched out his hand to pull the compartment latch, then snapped his wrist tightly, and was caught by Bu Chonghua.
"——Are you hiding from me these days?"
Wu Yu lowered his eyes and said hoarsely, "No."
"Then what are you up to?"
"Three shifts in Beidao Village, and then several night shifts."
"Why do you have to work the night shift continuously?"
"Sister Meng's child is sick, so I changed the day shift."
Wu Yu wore soft-soled shoes, so the height difference with Bu Chonghua was as much as eight|nine centimeters. When he lowered his gaze, from such a close distance as Bu Chonghua, he could only see his crow-wing-like eyelashes and the eyebrows that gradually faded into his temples.
——Each answer is docile, fast and smooth, and reasonable and reasonable, and can't escape the slightest fault.
"...Wu Yu," Bu Chonghua's hand was still holding his wrist and his upper body was slightly forward, staring into his eyes: "You have been upset since Song Hui came to the team. Won't you come out?"
Wu Yu staggered his gaze and smiled politely and briefly: "Bu Detachment, you see what you said..."
"What are you calling me?"
"step……"
"That night in Fengyuan Village, the mob came from all directions. When we thought we were going to die together, what did you shout hoarsely while holding me?"
Bu Zhonghua’s handsome face was taut, and the corners of his lips curled into an unusually sharp curve, almost clinging to his ears. Words came out gently from between his teeth: "What you are calling is Bu Chonghua, you think Didn’t I hear?"
——The bursting of the house burning that night, the screaming for killing in a frantic chaos, the sirens from far and near...all the pictures were turned into bizarre fragments, gradually fading from the depths of memory, leaving only inconspicuous light and shadow.
Only the last mouthful of blood that Bu Chonghua squirted, like a stream of fire, burned all over the skin and flesh, and went straight into the bone marrow, and it was still trembling with pain.
Wu Yu tried his best to suppress the twitching of his chest and took a breath. As long as he tilted his head and lips slightly, he might touch Bu Chonghua's cheek: "Do you know why you always think I'm unhappy, Bu Dechi?"
"..."
"Because the person who is really upset is actually you."
"But if I were you, I would not only be happy, but also be full of gratitude. After all, that girl can tolerate three shifts of carrion, garbage dump, and field practice for you. She may be in this world. The person who likes you most except your parents."
Bu Chonghua stood there, as if he had been hit hard.
Wu Yu opened the compartment latch and broke free of his hand: "I am on the night shift tonight, so I won't go to your house for the night, thank you."
——He called it a lodging.
Bu Chonghua raised his chin, his expression was no different, his lips were tightened, but his nerve endings seemed to be pierced fiercely by a red steel needle.
Wu Yu nodded at him politely, turned and walked out of the bathroom.
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"That girl can tolerate a carrion for you, she is the person who likes you the most besides your parents in this world..."
"If I were you, I would happily accept her now."
——At seven o'clock in the evening, at the entrance of the French restaurant "Fontainebleau" in the city center. Bu Chonghua stepped on the brakes and stared at the word "Wu Yu" on the SMS interface, a faint haze appeared between his eyebrows.
After a long time, he finally breathed out and typed in [I am here tonight] word by word, and then suddenly stopped.
Am I celebrating Song Hui's birthday at a downtown hotel tonight?
The last text message between the two on the screen [I am going to Yundian tonight] is still hanging there alone, Bu Chonghua caught a glimpse of it, and his unreasonable irritability arose, and he stopped sending it directly. He cut off the phone and got out of the car with a cold face.
"Brother Bu!" The foreman of the restaurant greeted the door quickly: "Brother Bu is here!"
Bu Chonghua visited this store twice, once for Song Hui's birthday last year, and once when he was an escort to an expert at the handwriting appraisal center. Even though came here twice and left after eating and eating, anyone who opened the door for business did not face blindness. The fire, public security, business, taxation, etc. in this jurisdiction all recognized the picture from the photo, once Bu Chonghua Leading people to squat across the street, ordering everyone to wear plain clothes, but before this group of criminal police had time to get into the crowd, they were chased out by the foreman and one person gave an ice towel.
"Eating at home, no need to receive it." Bu Chonghua went straight to the reserved private room and asked casually: "Are everyone here?"
The foreman blinked: "I'm here early, I've been waiting for you!"
His grinning expression seemed to be ambiguous, but Bu Chonghua was so worried that he didn't react immediately, so he opened the private room door, and then he was taken aback.
The private room is very small, with only two seats by the window, and a few roses and perfume candles on the white tablecloth exude a faint fragrance.
Song Hui put on makeup and lipstick, wearing a white lace suspender-length skirt and nude high-heeled shoes. She also wore two small pearl hairpins on her side. She stood up nervously, and subconsciously put her hands behind her back: "Brother."
"..." Bu Chonghua looked around, understood something in his heart, looked at her calmly and asked: "Uncle Song and others?"
"He, they are stuck in a traffic jam on the way, so..."
Bu Chonghua increased his tone: "What about people?"
Song Hui remembered a lot of memories. From the third grade of elementary school, she picked up fifty dollars and secretly bought the pictorial. Bu Chonghua beat her with a ruler for twenty full strokes. By the fifth grade, she smashed the test and imitated the signature of her parents. After Chonghua found out, he was fined to stand in the corner for four hours. Then he secretly fell in love with his male classmates and shared a small note to drink AD calcium milk. The result was that they were chased by Bu Chonghua and jumped down the street. The tangrams of corpses in the garbage dump in Tianqian...
Song Hui twitched from her stomach to her throat, the next second she instinctively said, "Hey--"
"I was wrong. I lied to you. In fact, I secretly ordered the restaurant tonight. They didn't come. Only the two of us—"
"I just want to be alone with you for a while. I like you. I was wrong. I won't dare again next time--"
Bu Chonghua looked at her deeply, until Song Hui stopped sobbing, then asked, "Do you like me?"
Song Hui blushed, but it had nothing to do with shyness, she nodded in a huff and angrily.
"But I can't lie to you." Bu Chonghua looked at her, every word calm as ice: "I don't like you, I like others."
Cai Lin quoted the scriptures, eloquently talked, fought against the confucianists, and killed all parties. After arguing on the phone with the Nancheng Solid Waste Management Office for half an hour, he finally won the opportunity to suspend the operation of the landfill for 12 hours. The detachment must withdraw, but it was beaten in the face shortly afterwards.
Hundreds of detectives took several police dogs to dig through eighteen|nine trash mountains. They fought in three shifts for nearly a day and a half before they finally got together the wrappers torn to pieces by rats, wild dogs, forklift jagged, and scavengers. Body bag. During this period, several other garbage dumps in Jinhai City were forced to receive 4,000 to 5,000 tons of garbage that should have been transported here, and the phone calls received by the Solid Waste Management Office were all blown up. When the technical team finally pieced together these strands of fragments into a whole bag, the person in charge of the management office was almost unmoved to cry. He said this: "Where is the victim's body bag? It is the Shroud of Turin, shining with the titanium light of Christ Jesus!"
Chen Yuanliang’s corpse was transported back to the Nancheng Detachment, and the results of toxicological examination and anatomy supported Xiaogui’s on-site judgment-due to the blood pneumothorax and acute pericardial tamponade caused by the sharp piercing of the heart, the death process was very rapid and no resistance was seen The trauma caused by intimidation, hesitation, and trying to cut. Judging from the contents of the cross-section, it was indeed a few hours after the death that it was dismembered by a forklift, and the grinding discs made from the damaged part of the bone also confirmed the absence of heme.
"First, the deceased had an empty stomach and died more than 4 hours after eating; second, the analysis of the cross-section showed that he was dismembered 5 to 6 hours after his death, and the forklift at the Beidao Village garbage dump started between 5 and 6 o'clock every morning. Operation. From the perspective of the situation and the degree of incubation of the maggots, the time of death should be around 12 am on Sunday.” Little Gui forensic doctor stood in front of the workbench and deliberately turned the laptop screen to Cai Lin's side and turned the maggots shot on the spot. The photos were swiped one by one: "In other words, when his wife called for the third time and heard the alert tone, Chen Yuanliang was almost dead."
Bu Chonghua frowned while looking at Chen Yuanliang's unloaded corpse on the dissection stage.
"Guier, I know you clearly." A screen full of maggots was reflected on Cai Lin's face, and he said faintly: "Our relationship has been completely wiped out, even the 100 cones you promised to eat. I can't save it. Let's break up now, and I will find my new friend, Little Wu, to play."
Little Gui forensic doctor turned to open the small refrigerator, and crossed the rows of evidence bags displayed in the cold room-a stomach, a pair of lungs, a heart and half a cooked pelvis; he took out a Haagen-Dazs cone from the freezer : "Bu Detachment, do you eat?"
"Eat, eat." Cai Lin's spirits rekindled, and his love rekindled, snatching away the cone in the arrogant gaze of Xiaogui's forensic doctor, and started to eat.
Bu Chonghua ignored the flirting and scolding of the two younger generations. He put on his gloves and carefully examined the corpse. After a while, he suddenly asked, "What is this?"
Little Gui forensic doctor looked in the direction of his fingers, and saw Chen Yuanliang's scarred corpse on his calf. A horizontal groove was faintly visible. If you look closely with a magnifying glass, you will find that it has become leathery.
"Constrainment injuries also occurred in his back neck and the ends of both upper limbs, but they were formed after death. There were no life reactions such as subcutaneous hemorrhage." Little Gui forensic doctor took out a piece of wire from the tray: "Hey, this is the cause. A few paragraphs were sent to the physical and chemical room."
——That is a piece of ordinary green enameled wire.
Bu Chonghua held the wire in his hand and looked at it repeatedly. Little Gui forensic doctor said: “The reason for the post-mortem restraint injury is that the woven bag used by the murderer is 90 cm long and 75 cm wide. Chen Yuanliang must be folded to fit it in. .But if you don’t tie it after it’s loaded, in case the body’s hands and feet sway in the woven bag as it is being transported, making a banging sound, it will attract unnecessary attention-but this also provides us with clues to solve the case, from tying and fighting. Judging from the method of conclusion, it should be the same person. Director Wang can determine that the possibility of multiple people committing the crime is very small."
Although Wang Jiuling is a bald...Although he is only the technical director of the Nancheng branch, he is a great master in the criminal investigation technology of Jinhai. He said that the possibility of multiple people committing a crime is very small, which means that it is a single person committing the crime.
"Director Wang, is there any way to survey the dealers in the city and analyze the murderer's information from the production batch of this piece of wire and the sales location?" Cai Lin asked while licking the cone.
"It's possible before May 2003." Little Gui forensic doctor said seriously, "but after May 2003, my country's economic development model and social ideology have undergone a small transition..."
Cai Lin became nervous: "What turning point?"
"There is a website called Taobao established!" Xiaogui forensic doctor scolded: "Hanpan!"
"I know." Bu Chonghua put away the autopsy report and said, "Tell Director Wang that I will go with him to the broadband operator tomorrow to bring up the network traffic records of Chen Yuanliang's home, and remind him to apply for network investigation to assist in the investigation. forget."
"Go!"
After eating the last piece of crispy tube, Cai Lin licked his fingers intently, and walked out of the forensic room with Bu Chonghua. As soon as he opened the door, he ran into Song Hui who was holding the file, "Oh!"
"Captain Bu!" Song Hui quickly stood still, and handed the folder with both hands: "Brother Liao asked me to send the physical and chemical examination report to the forensic room!"
Since Song Hui almost vomited all her bile that day, she took sick leave for several days without coming to work. The whole family thought that she finally died down. Who knew that after a while she sat up in shock, dying of illness, washed her head and put on a lipstick, and then came to the Nancheng branch office to attend the Nancheng branch. The concert can't be compared, even Song Ping has nothing to do with his daughter. The fastest update of 999 novel Mobile terminal: https:/m.999xs.com/
Xiaogui forensic doctor was taking out another cone from the refrigerator and preparing to eat for himself. He heard strange words: "Oh, Lihua will come out so soon?" He poked his head out, took the report and turned a few pages, suddenly thinking Why did you get up, shook the ice cream in his hand to Song Hui friendly:
"Xiao Song, do you eat?"
Song Hui: "..."
At that moment, Wu Yu’s friendly voice echoed in Song Hui’s ears like a divine enlightenment:
"Don't eat the ice cream given by the forensic laboratory. They only have a refrigerator. Half of the internal organs and the sawn skull bones are stored in it and refrigerated together with the cone..."
"No, no, thank you." Song Hui squeaked and gratefully said: "It's too expensive, I'm embarrassed to eat it."
"..." Little Gui, the forensic doctor, blinked, took a bite of the cone, and thought: "Is really a good girl who is thrifty, well-behaved and polite."
Bu Chonghua let out a silent sigh, then turned and walked towards the stairs. Song Hui hurriedly said, "Goodbye Gui, forensic doctor," Xiao Xiaobu followed Bu Zhonghua away.
Cai Lin was half a step behind, covering half of his mouth and asking Little Gui forensic doctor: "Is she familiar with you?"
"Nothing."
"Then why did she call you'Gu Forensic' so affectionately?"
"I don't know." Little Gui forensic doctor shrugged, and then raised the corners of his mouth, his face was full of the complacency of watching all living beings: "But handsome guys like me, high-end and western-style, are more favored by little girls than you. It's normal too."
"..." Cai Lin exhausted all his strength at him: "Bah!"
Little Gui forensic doctor immediately bounced up and ran away with his cone.
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"Bu Detachment, Bu Detachment!" Song Hui hurriedly followed the corridor, seeing that Bu Chonghua had no intention of slowing down, he said angrily: "Brother!"
Bu Chonghua stopped: "What's the matter?"
Song Hui frowned and pursed her mouth. She seemed to stand a little unhappy for a while, and finally asked: "My mom asks me if you want to go to dinner for my birthday tonight?"
Bu Chonghua grew up in Song Ping, like the eldest son of the Song family, who personally took Song Hui and Song Xiaobao, a pair of siblings for a long time. Every year the three of them celebrate their birthdays, the whole family will go out to eat, even after graduating from Chonghua University and moving out to live, it has never changed.
"Go, I didn't forget. Is there anything else?"
Song Hui twisted her fingers for a while, and then said unhappily, "You have ignored me recently..."
Song Hui wore a light blue shirt and uniform pants that did not fit the trainee police, and a pair of black round-toed flat shoes under her feet. No girl looks good in this suit, but she is standing there with her head slightly lowered and her feet crossed, like a new probe of lotus buds. From the rough and strong polyester fabric, she is fresh and beautiful. Brilliance that cannot be ignored.
Bu Chonghua lowered his gaze and said in a deep voice, "I'm too busy."
"But you have been busy for more than ten years, and you used to come to school often to see me! Why have you ignored me in the past two years?
"..."
There was a slight movement in the corridor in the distance, and an inconspicuous voice came from the half-open door of the physical and chemical laboratory. Bu Chonghua raised his head and let out a long sigh, before looking at Song Hui again, saying calmly but firmly: "Because you have grown up."
Song Hui looked blank.
Bu Chonghua turned and walked towards the elevator. Song Hui was anxious and couldn't help but step forward and pull his sleeve: "But brother--"
The door of the physical and chemical laboratory opened, and several inspectors walked out while talking. Bu Chonghua's eyebrows twitched, and she whispered away, "Don't follow me!"
"——Hey! Brother! Wait..."
Song Hui was ignorant and still entangled, so Bu Chonghua had to walk a few steps quickly, turned into the men's bathroom, and closed the door with her backhand.
Bang!
The door panel blocked Song Hui. The next moment, before Bu Chonghua's breath came out, the corner of his eyes suddenly saw a person by the sink, and his movements froze immediately.
"...Wu Yu?"
Wu Yu also didn't expect Bu Chonghua to come in suddenly, he still maintained the posture of shaking his hands after washing, and his expression was slightly surprised.
"Hey, Little Song!" "Will Little Song go to eat together?" "Go and go downstairs to eat the baking tray!..."
The voices of people outside were lively and faint, but the restroom was so quiet that you could hear a needle falling on the floor. The two of them stared at each other stiffly, each second was endlessly long, as if it had been a whole century before the chattering in the hallway drifted away.
Bu Chonghua pointed at the door and opened his mouth, "I just..."
"——Hey, I'll just say," At this time, several inspectors went back and forth, and pushed the bathroom door straight open: "I knew Little Song would not eat with us!"
In an instant, Bu Chonghua's pupils shrank, and in the next second he almost instinctively grabbed Wu Yu, pushed him into the nearest compartment, and closed the door with his backhand.
Wu Yu was caught off guard: "You..."
Bu Chonghua pressed the back of his head and pressed towards him, while covering his mouth, only hearing the sound of water rushing outside.
"Why," the other inspector said unconvincedly, "I am also a great young man who is unmarried, so why can't I rely on my strength to win my love!"
"Puff, relying on strength." The previous voice grinned: "What strength do you have, are you from a serious criminal police academy? Do you have a car, a house and an ancestral salary as a pocket? More importantly, you Can you be the youngest person with real power in the Jinhai Public Security System?"
"Fuck, you mean..."
"Don't think about it, go back and calculate your overtime pay. The little girl rubs upstairs every day and you still can't see what she is doing? Just three words-the detachment!"
Bu Chonghua looked at Wu Yu without saying a word.
The compartment was extremely small, their upper bodies were completely close to each other, their faces facing each other, and even their breathing unavoidably brushed across the lips of each other, Wu Yu finally lowered his gaze and struck lightly.
But then an even more irresistible force came from the back of his head-Bu Chonghua pushed him back.
"I can't see it, the age difference is so big..." "Little girls like to look for a few years older these days, nothing wrong!" "Hey, I knew that I was studying hard, but now this abruptly procrastinated into an older age. Young men..."
The door opened and closed, and the conversation faded away, finally disappearing in the corridor.
The restroom was quiet again.
The air slowly solidified in the small compartment, and even their subtle breaths were clear and harsh. After a long time, Bu Chonghua's palm covering Wu Yu's lips finally slowly released.
"...The relationship between Song Hui and I is not the kind you heard."
The elite education from small to large did not teach Bu Chonghua how to deal with this situation. After a long while, he finally spit out such a sentence.
Wu Yu didn't say a word, stretched out his hand to pull the compartment latch, then snapped his wrist tightly, and was caught by Bu Chonghua.
"——Are you hiding from me these days?"
Wu Yu lowered his eyes and said hoarsely, "No."
"Then what are you up to?"
"Three shifts in Beidao Village, and then several night shifts."
"Why do you have to work the night shift continuously?"
"Sister Meng's child is sick, so I changed the day shift."
Wu Yu wore soft-soled shoes, so the height difference with Bu Chonghua was as much as eight|nine centimeters. When he lowered his gaze, from such a close distance as Bu Chonghua, he could only see his crow-wing-like eyelashes and the eyebrows that gradually faded into his temples.
——Each answer is docile, fast and smooth, and reasonable and reasonable, and can't escape the slightest fault.
"...Wu Yu," Bu Chonghua's hand was still holding his wrist and his upper body was slightly forward, staring into his eyes: "You have been upset since Song Hui came to the team. Won't you come out?"
Wu Yu staggered his gaze and smiled politely and briefly: "Bu Detachment, you see what you said..."
"What are you calling me?"
"step……"
"That night in Fengyuan Village, the mob came from all directions. When we thought we were going to die together, what did you shout hoarsely while holding me?"
Bu Zhonghua’s handsome face was taut, and the corners of his lips curled into an unusually sharp curve, almost clinging to his ears. Words came out gently from between his teeth: "What you are calling is Bu Chonghua, you think Didn’t I hear?"
——The bursting of the house burning that night, the screaming for killing in a frantic chaos, the sirens from far and near...all the pictures were turned into bizarre fragments, gradually fading from the depths of memory, leaving only inconspicuous light and shadow.
Only the last mouthful of blood that Bu Chonghua squirted, like a stream of fire, burned all over the skin and flesh, and went straight into the bone marrow, and it was still trembling with pain.
Wu Yu tried his best to suppress the twitching of his chest and took a breath. As long as he tilted his head and lips slightly, he might touch Bu Chonghua's cheek: "Do you know why you always think I'm unhappy, Bu Dechi?"
"..."
"Because the person who is really upset is actually you."
"But if I were you, I would not only be happy, but also be full of gratitude. After all, that girl can tolerate three shifts of carrion, garbage dump, and field practice for you. She may be in this world. The person who likes you most except your parents."
Bu Chonghua stood there, as if he had been hit hard.
Wu Yu opened the compartment latch and broke free of his hand: "I am on the night shift tonight, so I won't go to your house for the night, thank you."
——He called it a lodging.
Bu Chonghua raised his chin, his expression was no different, his lips were tightened, but his nerve endings seemed to be pierced fiercely by a red steel needle.
Wu Yu nodded at him politely, turned and walked out of the bathroom.
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"That girl can tolerate a carrion for you, she is the person who likes you the most besides your parents in this world..."
"If I were you, I would happily accept her now."
——At seven o'clock in the evening, at the entrance of the French restaurant "Fontainebleau" in the city center. Bu Chonghua stepped on the brakes and stared at the word "Wu Yu" on the SMS interface, a faint haze appeared between his eyebrows.
After a long time, he finally breathed out and typed in [I am here tonight] word by word, and then suddenly stopped.
Am I celebrating Song Hui's birthday at a downtown hotel tonight?
The last text message between the two on the screen [I am going to Yundian tonight] is still hanging there alone, Bu Chonghua caught a glimpse of it, and his unreasonable irritability arose, and he stopped sending it directly. He cut off the phone and got out of the car with a cold face.
"Brother Bu!" The foreman of the restaurant greeted the door quickly: "Brother Bu is here!"
Bu Chonghua visited this store twice, once for Song Hui's birthday last year, and once when he was an escort to an expert at the handwriting appraisal center. Even though came here twice and left after eating and eating, anyone who opened the door for business did not face blindness. The fire, public security, business, taxation, etc. in this jurisdiction all recognized the picture from the photo, once Bu Chonghua Leading people to squat across the street, ordering everyone to wear plain clothes, but before this group of criminal police had time to get into the crowd, they were chased out by the foreman and one person gave an ice towel.
"Eating at home, no need to receive it." Bu Chonghua went straight to the reserved private room and asked casually: "Are everyone here?"
The foreman blinked: "I'm here early, I've been waiting for you!"
His grinning expression seemed to be ambiguous, but Bu Chonghua was so worried that he didn't react immediately, so he opened the private room door, and then he was taken aback.
The private room is very small, with only two seats by the window, and a few roses and perfume candles on the white tablecloth exude a faint fragrance.
Song Hui put on makeup and lipstick, wearing a white lace suspender-length skirt and nude high-heeled shoes. She also wore two small pearl hairpins on her side. She stood up nervously, and subconsciously put her hands behind her back: "Brother."
"..." Bu Chonghua looked around, understood something in his heart, looked at her calmly and asked: "Uncle Song and others?"
"He, they are stuck in a traffic jam on the way, so..."
Bu Chonghua increased his tone: "What about people?"
Song Hui remembered a lot of memories. From the third grade of elementary school, she picked up fifty dollars and secretly bought the pictorial. Bu Chonghua beat her with a ruler for twenty full strokes. By the fifth grade, she smashed the test and imitated the signature of her parents. After Chonghua found out, he was fined to stand in the corner for four hours. Then he secretly fell in love with his male classmates and shared a small note to drink AD calcium milk. The result was that they were chased by Bu Chonghua and jumped down the street. The tangrams of corpses in the garbage dump in Tianqian...
Song Hui twitched from her stomach to her throat, the next second she instinctively said, "Hey--"
"I was wrong. I lied to you. In fact, I secretly ordered the restaurant tonight. They didn't come. Only the two of us—"
"I just want to be alone with you for a while. I like you. I was wrong. I won't dare again next time--"
Bu Chonghua looked at her deeply, until Song Hui stopped sobbing, then asked, "Do you like me?"
Song Hui blushed, but it had nothing to do with shyness, she nodded in a huff and angrily.
"But I can't lie to you." Bu Chonghua looked at her, every word calm as ice: "I don't like you, I like others."
