Chapter four hundred and seventy-four forcing the palace
"Cruff" Buick's business car parked in front and behind the hotel door, and a black Mercedes-Benz drove over and shook it twice with the headlight to signal Buick to follow.
More than ten minutes later, the two cars drove out of Kaiping City, one after another, and continued to drive for more than twenty minutes before stopping in an abandoned factory yard.
"Bang, bang" After the car door was closed, Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen walked out of the business car, and the fourth uncle and Shen Jianwei in the Mercedes-Benz also came out.
"Ba" Xiangque leaned against the car door and lit a cigarette and started smoking.
The fourth uncle walked over quickly and asked directly: "His Mr. Yun's body brought?"
"Crazy" Xiang Que opened the car door, pointed to the corpse inside and said, "Release it into the refrigerator room immediately. If the corpse has been outside for more than a few hours in this weather, it may smell bad. You are ready.
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Uncle Nodded and said, "It was done yesterday. This factory used to have a freezer warehouse. I found someone to do it for a few simple times and then the refrigerator room will be used."
Shen Jianwei swallowed his saliva in a "gulp" and asked, "You, why did you bring Mr. Yun's body? Isn't it going to be cremated today?"
Shen Jianwei didn't know about this from beginning to end, and at the last moment of cremation, the fourth uncle brought him over. In the past few days, the fourth uncle asked people from the United States to focus on investigating Shen Jianwei until he confirmed that this person could not rebel.
It was only after the water that he decided to let him know that Situ Shengyun was not dead.
"Don't worry about what's going on. You only know that you need to witness history for the moment. Uncle Fourth, carry the body of your big boss in." Xiang Que patted Shen Jianwei on the shoulder and said to Uncle Fourth.
: "When you carry the body in the refrigerator tomorrow and send it to the refining furnace, you can no longer let the few people who were attending the funeral that day carry the body. The weight of the body is much different. The person carrying the coffin that day can detect it as soon as he lifts it.
Something went wrong”
After painting the skin, although Situ Shengyun's body appeared in the refrigerator, it was just a mere appearance, and his weight was much worse. The person who carried the coffin before could immediately feel the difference between the past and the next one. There were thousands of people in this area.
If someone is busy, he will be exposed if he doesn't do it well.
"Well, I will arrange the people." Uncle Fourth breathed a long sigh and asked hesitantly: "When will Ayun be able to...?"
"The first seventh after tomorrow will be, and the sun will return." Xiang Que pointed to Shen Jianwei, who was confused and said, "Just let him take a look at the body."
At six o'clock in the morning, Situ Ziqing, Situ Rongqing, Situ Songqing and Hongmen went to the crematorium to cremate Situ Shengyun.
At seven o'clock, the number of people arranged by the fourth uncle lifted Situ Shengyun's body out of the freezer.
Wang Xuanzhen stretched his neck and looked at it a few times, and said in Xiang Que's ear: "It's fake to be true. If you learn this craft and commit a crime in the future, wouldn't you be able to find a scapegoat easily?"
"It's just a day, but it will be invalid after more than twenty-four hours."
"Wait a minute" in the distance, Xu Heng and Wang Jin walked over with their hands behind their backs.
Situ Zi glanced at the two of them lightly and said, "Uncle Xu, Uncle Wang, do you still want to say goodbye to my dad?"
Xu Heng hunched his shoulders and walked forward two steps to the corpse, suddenly bent down, almost pressing his entire face to Situ Shengyun's face.
The fourth uncle looked at Xiang Que worriedly, and Xiang Que shrugged his shoulders and did not care at all.
Situ Rongqing gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Xu...is not very good."
"Second Miss, eldest master, Mr. Yun and us have served Hongmen side by side for the rest of their lives. He is my best friend. Brother. We will naturally have to give it a good trip after we leave." Xu Heng straightened his waist and reached out to pull Situ Sheng.
Yun's right hand said, "I'll send him my last journey to Mr. Yun myself."
Xiang Que scratched his nose and smiled from behind, "Why would you like to burn it together? This is more sincere to give it."
"Swish" several gazes were then stared at Xiang Que.
"This is said in depth. How do you say the saying? Since you cannot be born on the same year, month and day, but you can..." Wang Xuanzhen said: "It's quite appropriate to burn it together."
Xu Heng glanced at the two of them with a hunched back and said nothing. As the boss of the Hongmen, he really couldn't argue with these two young people. This was a bit of a loss for him.
Situ Shengyun's body was escorted all the way to the refining furnace, and the big boss of the Hongmen generation was about to turn into a pile of ashes.
"Thank you," Situ Ziqing walked to Xiang Que and said to him gratefully.
"It seems that your life is not going well, and some people are not very kind to you."
"There has never been a shortage of disputes. There were also my father when he was there. He would not disappear even if he died. The only difference is that he could resist the disputes in the past, but now we have to fight them ourselves."
"What if I can't stand it anymore?" Xiang Que asked with his head tilted.
"Do you have to think about this question? It's meaningless." Situ Ziqing shook his head.
"It's so tiring to live," Xiang Que sighed and suddenly said, "If you really can't stand it, someone will come to help you."
Situ Ziqing frowned and did not continue to ask. She just thought it was Xiang Que to comfort her.
Half an hour later, Situ Shengyun's ashes were pushed out and put into a red sandalwood urn. Situ Rongqing held it in both hands and then headed straight to the Situ family's ancestral tomb west of Kaiping.
After going up the mountain, the burial was buried. The cemetery was dug a few days ago. It was arranged down according to the seniority, just under Situ Shengyun's parents.
At exactly 9 o'clock in the morning, the urn was buried in the ancestral tomb, and the soil was sealed and a monument was erected.
The people standing in front of the cemetery bowed in turn and worshiped.
Situ Shengyun's era in the Hongmen ended at this moment.
"Miss Second Miss, Master, when will you go back to the United States?" Wang Jin suddenly asked.
"After May 7th," Situ Rongqing said.
"Hongmen is not a small vendor, there are many business deals, and there are many people under him. When Mr. Yun was there, Hongmen was a machine that could operate normally. If Mr. Yun died, the Hongmen machine was equivalent to missing engines. We can't
Let it stop?" Wang Jin raised his head and said in a strong tone: "I think Hongmen is definitely not the Hongmen of your Situ family, right? Master Yun is not here, the people from Hongmen still have to live.
Second Miss, Master, do you think this is the reason?”
"What does it mean?" Situ Zi asked lightly.
"I mean, Hongmen cannot have a big boss for a day, so we have to find someone who can lead the way to fill the position of Master Yun as soon as possible."
"Oh, is it because of the cusp?" Situ Ziqing said.
"I have issued a notice. Three days later, I will hold a meeting in the Hongmen Hall in San Francisco. I hope the second lady and the eldest young master can rush back as soon as possible," Xu Heng walked to Wang Jin and said with his hands behind his back.
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