Swallowing the Seas

Chapter 67

A red flag car stopped suddenly in front of the branch. Song Ping got out of the car in a hurry. He didn't even bother to say hello to the deputy director of the branch. He asked bluntly: "Where is the person?"

"The mood in Lao Xu's office is not very stable..."

Song Ping didn't look very good either. He dropped the words "I know" and walked quickly into the criminal investigation detachment building. Then he saw a figure at the elevator entrance not far away. Something was wrong in his heart, and his conditioned reflex stopped. He paused.

--That's Yan Xi.

The arrogant and domineering little boy twenty years ago has grown up, and the impoverished young detective has aged; time flies between this collision, so fast that people cannot react quickly.

There was a trace of gloom between Yan Xuanying's brows, then he lowered his gaze gently, put out the cigarette butt by the window sill, threw it into the trash can, and turned around and left without saying a word.

"What's wrong, Director Song?"

"..." Song Ping stared at the figure disappearing into the crowd, then looked away and said hoarsely: "Nothing." Then he turned around suddenly and walked up the stairs quickly.

"Not to mention that we have avoidance regulations, let's just say that the current danger of this case has far exceeded our original expectations. Our current conversation is entirely for your benefit!..."

As soon as Song Ping opened the office door, he saw deputy detachment captains Liao Gang, Meng Zhao and Wu Yu standing in the office, looking worried and embarrassed; Xu Zuxin was standing in front of the desk giving earnest advice, and Bu Zhonghua was sitting in a chair. , looked gloomy and said nothing.

Song Ping's temples suddenly throbbed and stung, and he waved his hand to interrupt Xu Ju: "Okay, you can go out first."

"--For your own good, you know?" Director Xu was still angry and couldn't help but added angrily: "Hey! It's really a death wish!"

Bu Zhonghua showed no reaction.

Xu Bureau was helpless and could only angrily wave to Liao Gang and others to follow him. However, at this moment, Bu Zhonghua, who had been as unresponsive as a stone statue, suddenly said hoarsely: "Wu Yu stays."

what did he say?

Several people looked at each other, thinking they had heard wrongly.

"...Me?" Wu Yu hesitated: "I'd better go, I'm not too comfortable here..."

Xu Zuxin obviously agreed to take Wu Yu away. Just when he was about to scold Bu Zhonghua, he was unexpectedly interrupted by Song Ping: "Xiao Wu can stay, Lao Xu, go to the conference room and wait for a while. "

No one understood what happened. Only Wu Yu looked a little strange. After hesitating for a while, he took two steps back and stood in the corner. Xu Zuxin, who was full of doubts, had to leave the office with the others.

There were only three of them left in the room. Bu Zhonghua sat upright in the armchair, Song Ping stood behind the large solid wood desk, and Wu Yu had half of her body hidden in the corner, with minimal sense of presence. Song Ping ignored him and said directly: "What do you want now?"

Bu Zhonghua's eyes, which were staring intently into the void, finally lifted up, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, shining directly on Song Ping's face.

"Why am I the only one who doesn't know that Wan Changwen has returned to the country?"

I can't let go today, Song Ping thought to himself.