The motorcade escorting the coffin was very spectacular, with a hearse at the head, followed by a long motorcade, including two police cars.
Zhao Ying's father's identity was an undercover agent. His files have been sealed within the city police station for so many years. Now that the hero has passed away, his true identity can finally be revealed. Some of the honors and glory that he never enjoyed during his lifetime have also been revealed.
And all were added.
All this brings a smile to the hero's face, but to his family, it only brings endless sorrow.
Zhao Ying burst into tears. Her mother did not come. The woman who had been waiting for her husband for many years finally hoped that he would come back, but not long after he came back, she left forever. In the past, she was looking forward to her husband's coming back, but she still felt sad in her heart.
There was an obsession. Before she saw his body, she kept convincing herself that he was not dead yet. But this time when the body was lying in front of her, she could no longer bear the blow...
Zhao Ying's grandfather was stumbling. The old man in his seventies seemed to have suddenly become older. His waist could no longer straighten. With Zhao Ying's support, every step seemed to consume his life.
Same.
As for the other people, except for relatives and friends of the Zhao family, there are also some police officers in police uniforms. Among these people, except for a few old comrades who are old acquaintances with Zhao Ying's father, the other young people are not familiar with them at all.
Knowing that her father's identity was an undercover agent, it was natural that he had to keep it a secret. No one else knew about it except a few senior leaders of the city bureau and her father's old colleagues.
Zhao Ying walked in front holding her father's portrait. The coffin behind her was carried by four young men in police uniforms. Lin Kun, Bazhi, and Long Daxiang greeted them, always thinking of what else to do.
But I couldn't get my hands on it.
Shen Man was also among the crowd. After completing her mission in Russia, she only stayed in Harbin for two days. After cooperating with the Harbin police to understand the situation, she returned to Zhonghong City.
But as soon as she heard that Zhao Ying's father had an accident and took care of the work in China and Hong Kong, she rushed over immediately. Although she and Zhao Ying's father were not familiar with each other, they only knew each other for a few days, but
In her mind, Zhao Ying's father is definitely a hero worthy of worship by every policeman.
Lin Kun looked at Zhao Ying who was walking over. He didn't know what to say and wanted to comfort him. But in this situation, this kind of pain of losing a loved one, no matter how many words you say, you can't really comfort him. At most, he can only comfort her.
Say: "My condolences."
Zhao Ying looked at Lin Kun with tears in her eyes, looking at the grave that had been dug in the distance. She choked and bowed to Lin Kun, "Brother Lin Kun, thank you."
Shen Man accompanied Zhao Ying. She looked at Lin Kun, and Lin Kun also looked at her. The two of them said nothing, and their heavy expressions represented their heavy moods at this time.
The coffin stopped in front of the grave. Mr. Zhao asked his daughter-in-law to support him and took two quick steps to the grave. After measuring it for a while, tears welled up on his face again. He looked up to the sky and sighed: "God, please open your eyes."
My son can finally hide here..."
As he said that, the old man turned back and looked at Lin Kun, "Young man, thank you. Our Zhao family will not forget your great kindness."
Lin Kun said: "Old man, you are too polite. Uncle Zhao is a hero, and what I have done is nothing."
Zhao Ying's second uncle was responsible for the arrangements for the funeral. On the one hand, he also had to receive the leaders from the Municipal Bureau. At this time, Liu Feng, the head of the Municipal Bureau, also came over and said some words of thanks.
When the time came for burial, Zhao Ying's father's coffin fell. The moment it was buried, Zhao Ying knelt on the ground and cried loudly. This weak girl, this kind daughter who wanted to find her father, was running out of energy at this time. She cried with all her strength, as if she wanted to cry out her sadness, but she couldn't stop crying...
The originally bright sky suddenly started to rain lightly, and a dark cloud drifted in, just covering the sun.
The atmosphere around the cemetery was extremely heavy, with the cries of close relatives of the Zhao family and those who shed tears at the scene. Lin Kun looked at the photo on the tombstone. It was an old photo from a few years ago, with a cheerful look on his handsome face. Smiling, he looked completely different from the scarred man he knew in Russia, who was called the old ghost.
The funeral ended in a sad atmosphere, and I will not go into details. Lin Kun drove Zhao Ying and Mr. Zhao back in a car, accompanied by Shen Man.
According to custom, the Zhao family is holding a banquet today at noon to thank all the relatives and friends who came to mourn. Zhao Ying was overly sad at this time. Mr. Zhao had already fainted from crying in front of the grave just now, so Zhao Ying's second uncle took charge of the banquet.
No one spoke in the car along the way. After sending Zhao Ying and Mr. Zhao home, Lin Kun originally planned to stay with them, mainly because he was afraid of any accidents. Zhao Ying was young and it was okay, but Mr. Zhao couldn't help it. As you get older, if you are overly sad, there must be someone by your side.
But then Liu Feng called and said that he had something urgent to discuss with Lin Kun. Lin Kun was a little embarrassed. Fortunately, Shen Man took the initiative to stay. Lin Kun warned her that if something unexpected happened, Be sure to notify him as soon as possible.
Lin Kun drove straight to the Municipal Bureau compound. Liu Feng had already greeted the guard in advance. Lin Kun parked the car in front of the Municipal Bureau office building without encountering any obstruction.
After getting out of the car, Liu Feng was waiting for him at the main entrance of the building, holding a cigarette in his hand and looking very worried.
Lin Kun walked over and said hello, and Liu Feng immediately took Lin Kun to his office upstairs. After entering the office, Liu Feng locked the door, poured Lin Kun a cup of tea, and then walked from the desk behind the desk. A file bag was taken out of the drawer.
Lin Kun didn't drink tea. He didn't rush here in such a hurry just to drink tea. He looked at the file bag in Liu Feng's hand and asked: "Director Liu, what is this?"
Liu Feng said: "This is a piece of information we currently have. We have almost investigated Comrade Zhao's sacrifice. You will almost understand it after reading this file."
Lin Kun took the file bag, which contained only a few pieces of paper. When he read the contents on the paper from beginning to end, he clenched his fists and said in a cold voice: "This is the border of our China. It was previously blocked. The Russians are concerned that now there are organizations from island countries running around here."
Lin Kun looked at Liu Feng and said: "Director Liu, but I don't understand, since Uncle Zhao has mastered this list, why don't you let your police go out in full force to kill this criminal gang?"
Liu Feng sighed and said: "Behind this island country organization, there is another organization. Officer Zhao wants to continue using his undercover status to find out the organization behind it. Unfortunately, his identity is already known to the other party. That's why this tragedy happened."
Liu Feng paused for a moment and said: "According to my inference, this island country organization is by no means as simple as what is on the list. Otherwise, with Officer Zhao's skills, he would not be easily calculated. I'm calling you here today.
I want to use your help to find out this organization. It’s not that our police don’t do anything, but that there are some things that are better through Jianghu means..." (To be continued)