At first, Shao Yiyi seemed a little reserved, but fortunately, she had met most of the people in the conference room two years ago. It didn't take long for her to get used to the atmosphere here. As for the polling bureau, those who knew the inside story
There were only three or four people, and the rest were a little baffled by Fatty Sun's vigorous efforts to bring Shao Yi to the polling bureau. But finally there was the first female investigator (Wang Lu was the secretary).
While the boys who were used to it in the temple were clapping their hands, someone had already begun to boo, causing the veins on Wu Rendi's forehead to jump.
Fatty Sun saw Director Wu's reaction. After all, he didn't dare to offend Wu Rendi too much. After a few casual words, Deputy Director Sun announced the adjournment of the meeting and found a few civilians to accompany Shao Yi to look after the house.
, the rest of the people went to attend Gao Liang's funeral.
Everyone first changed into black plain clothes. When they walked out of the gate of the polling bureau, the sky suddenly began to rain lightly. Ouyang looked at the sky to the left and said, "It seems like God is crying." This sentence instantly made everyone
The atmosphere became solemn, and the eyes of several elderly people in the polling bureau began to turn red.
Gao Liang made a will two years ago. His wife passed away more than 20 years ago, and his eldest brother also took the first step last year. He has no direct relatives around him, and all the property is inherited by Gao Liang's nephew. He, the elder,
My nephew had been dressed in mourning clothes early in the morning and was waiting at the door of the polling bureau. Standing with him was Monk Xiao, who had just been discharged from the hospital and had his head wrapped in gauze. This was the first time I saw him after that great change.
Monk Xiao.
Gao Liang's nephew is a fat man in his forties. From a distance, he looks like a small Gao Liang. Since Gao Liang was not allowed to appear in the polling bureau during his lifetime, except for monks like Xiao Monk and Ouyang Zianzuo,
Except for the old man, few people have seen him.
Strictly speaking, today's event is a collective funeral. In addition to Gao Liang as the protagonist, there are also four investigators from the third room. In the unexpected incident that day, they died in the hands of Hunmao. And along with them
After the death of Moyes, Hugo sent his body back to the Vatican for religious reasons, where he would be given a grand Catholic funeral.
Gao Liang and other five bodies were carried out from the underground cold storage and put into the hearse. Ouyang, who was on the left, guided Gao Liang's eldest nephew to perform an exit ceremony. After a set of procedures, everyone got on the car and pressed against the five hearses.
Go straight to the cemetery.
When they arrived at the cemetery, basically everyone who came to see them off had already arrived. A grand funeral began. Although Gao Liang did not reveal his religious beliefs during his lifetime, considering the religious groups that had cooperated with the polling bureau,
Emotionally, Fatty Sun made the decision to hold a funeral where monks and Taoists merged. To the east was the area of several Taoist temples. There were several altars inside, and several old Taoist priests who were nearly ten years old were tremblingly helped to their respective places of worship.
Behind the stage, holding a mahogany sword in his hand, he took a series of running steps.
To the west is the site of several large temples. Monks, nuns, and lamas are placed in their respective areas. Hundreds of people chant the rebirth mantra together. It is very spectacular from a distance.
Director Nicolas Hugo also put on his white priest's robe and was about to go up and perform another Catholic sacrificial ceremony. But Fatty Sun pulled him back: "That's almost it. I didn't say that, Director Hugo, you
Isn’t this confusing enough? Save this ritual for me to use when I have such a day..."
After Director Hugo left angrily, I muttered next to Fatty Sun: "Great Sage, is it necessary to make such a big fuss?" Fatty Sun nodded slightly, indicating that he heard what I said. After seeing that there was no one around him, he whispered
He said: "Funerals are for the living. How is Boss Gao doing down here? Wu Rendi is better than anyone else."
Next came the farewell ceremony for the body. After so many years, everyone who had been favored by Gao Liang shed tears and walked around Gao Liang. Even Ma Xiaolin helped Jin Xiazi and dropped a few coins in front of Gao Liang's coffin.
Tears.
As the ceremony came to an end, ** men and women came into the farewell hall, headed by an old lady who looked to be in her sixties. She was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a lily to be bloomed. After entering, she
She made eye contact with Monk Xiao. Monk Xiao seemed to know her. He had a somewhat embarrassed expression on his face and looked away intentionally or unintentionally.
The old lady in the wheelchair didn't care. He was pushed to Gao Liang's coffin. He glanced at Gao Liang lying inside, sighed and placed the lilies in his hand on Gao Liang's chest.
After wiping her tears, before the old lady could leave, Fatty Sun had already walked to the coffin, took out the lilies inside, handed it back to the old lady's hand, and said, "Sister, such a thing
Don't leave it indiscriminately. Mr. Gao will be buried with his wife soon. If he goes down with such a thing, the husband and wife will not be able to tell each other. It will be bad if it hurts their harmony."
Fatty Sun called him "big sister" and stunned the old lady in the wheelchair. She pointed at her nose and said to Fatty Sun, "What do you call me?"
Regardless of the occasion, Fatty Sun smiled and said: "I should have called you a nice name, but Director Gao just died in the hands of your president, so calling you too senior is a bit inappropriate, isn't it? I
Doesn't that make sense - Consultant Jia?" As soon as Fatty Sun finished speaking, the man in a black suit pushing a wheelchair glared at Fatty Sun: "Hey! What do you want!" When he spoke, a few people beside him stared at him.
Everyone pressed towards Fatty Sun together.
This guy had a standard Taiwanese accent, and Fatty Sun had mentioned before that Gao Liang died at the hands of their president, so anyone could guess what was going on. I walked over to Fatty Sun in a few steps and glared at the suit
The man said: "Is it more than people? You really know how to find a place. If you die here, you can bury it directly without looking for a cemetery!" While I was talking, Brother Ximen Lian and Xiong Wanyi also came over and stared at Religion.
The people on the committee became violent.
"Haha..." The old lady in the wheelchair laughed a few times, then looked at Fatty Sun and whispered: "You don't want to see blood at Gao Liang's funeral, do you?" Fatty Sun imitated her.
He also laughed a few times and said: "It was Boss Gao who saved you. But there is something I want to tell you in advance. I have a colleague named Yang. Decades ago, you called him Tao.
He Ru's friend was arrested and killed. He never let out his anger. It's not me who said it. Boss Gao suppressed him before, so he didn't go to you. Now that Boss Gao is gone, I can't control where he wants to go.
"
After saying these few words, the face of the old lady in the wheelchair changed color. She raised her head and looked around where Master Xiao had just appeared, only to find that Master Xiao had left the farewell hall at some point. In desperation,
He only looked at Fatty Sun and whispered: "He obviously died in the hands of your Xiao Sanda..."
Before she finished speaking, she was stopped by Fatty Sun. Deputy Director Sun looked at the old lady and said, "Do you think he believes in you or our Wu Rendi?"
After hearing what Fatty Sun said, the old lady in the wheelchair lowered her head and remained silent as if she had been beaten by frost. Fatty Sun took half a step, lowered his head and said something in her ear: "Go back and clean up.
Wait for Yang Xiao to find you."
Fatty Sun was about to raise his head after speaking, but the old lady grabbed his sleeve and said: "As for Hao Zhengyi, we will give your polling bureau a satisfactory answer. As long as you want to talk, everything can be discussed."
Fatty Sun's lips curled up and he said, "Let's talk about it then... walk slowly, I won't send you off."
After a short interlude, it was time to reach the final stage. I, Fatty Sun, Ouyang Zianzuo, Hugo, Monk Xiao and a few of Gao Liang’s former friends carried Gao Liang’s coffin to the grave that had already been dug.
Amidst the cries of pain, Gaoliang was placed underground. The moment the coffin was placed in the tomb, the light rain that had been falling suddenly stopped, and a ray of sunshine fell from the gap in the dark clouds, shining on Gaoliang's coffin.
, then, starting from this cemetery, a colorful rainbow appeared, and the sunlight shone down, emitting a dazzling brilliance.
Amid everyone's admiration, the grave was filled with soil, and the funeral came to an end.
After leaving the cemetery, Fatty Sun pulled me into his car. He didn't say what he was doing. After driving around for a while, he returned to the cemetery again and found a remote corner to park.
Come down.
After the car stopped, Fatty Sun was not in a hurry to get out of the car. I asked several times, but he just made fun of me and got in. It wasn't until I got impatient and wanted to get out of the car and leave, that he avoided the point and said
: "Lazi, wait a moment, an acquaintance will be here later, please stay with me for a while..."
In desperation, I waited in the car with Fatty Sun for almost an hour. Suddenly a Nissan drove towards the cemetery. After stopping at the gate, it drove directly into the cemetery.
As soon as the car appeared, a strange expression appeared on Fatty Sun's face. After the car completely disappeared in the cemetery, Fatty Sun turned his face to me and said, "Let's go, meet an old friend."
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When Fatty Sun slowly drove the car into the cemetery and drove near Gao Liang's grave, he saw a man kneeling in front of Gao Liang's grave and crying loudly. This man stabbed his brother, but he himself