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Qu Guodong left, taking away Lu Changli's doubts. This old guy never understood that his son was dead, and it was normal for Qu Guodong to come here to see him having fun. But after breaking up with him in public like this, does Qu Guodong still want to stand up? It wasn't until a few days later that he understood, but he understood too late that everything was irreversible.
Xing Lie, Fei Shu, Du Zhiyuan and Sun Jin stood at the door and watched for a while. After Qu Guodong left, they also left.
Fat Shu said: "It seems that Linghe County is about to change."
Sun Jin snorted coldly: "The sky in Linghe County has always been smoky, and it's time for a change. Besides, Qu Guodong's reputation is pretty good, and he should be at the helm in the future. It's just that he wants to make the county a smoky place." It¡¯s not easy to kick down that old guy in the courtyard.¡±
Xing Lie said: "Anyway, I have given him the secret book to Qu Guodong. How far he can practice, whether it will seal his throat with one knife or make a draw, depends on whether his skill is deep enough."
At 9:30, the farewell ceremony was officially held, hosted by the staff of the funeral home. At ten o'clock, Xing Tao's body was pushed into the cremation room. Xing Lie stood beside Xing Tao's body, straightened his collar, and murmured.
"It's time for you to go. I don't know how long the road to Huangquan is and how long it will take you to walk, but you must slow down and look back more often. Maybe you can see your daughter grow up slowly." At this point, he took out his cigarette lighter. He took a cigarette and put it in Xing Tao's mouth, "Smoke it, this time it will really be your last cigarette in this life Remember, if there is an afterlife, we will still be brothers."
After Xing Tao was cremated, Xing Lie walked out of the cremation room holding the urn. The rain outside was still falling, but it was not heavy. Xing Lie looked up at the sky, then looked down at Xing Tao's urn, and sighed.
"It seems like it started to rain after you left. I guess God feels humiliated for you."
Suddenly a breeze blew, a loudest in the old locust tree at the door of the cremation room, the branches and leaves were shaking, the water droplets fell, and fell on the ground.
"Hurry up and get in the car, don't let the child freeze!" Xing Lie came to the van and said to Bai Lihua who was holding the child.
"Give me the child!" Jian Yunfang took the child and got into the car. Xing Zhenguo followed closely behind, carefully protecting Jian Yunfang and his little granddaughter who lost her father just after birth and did not understand grief.
Du Zhiyuan started the car and slowly drove out of the funeral home gate, followed closely by dozens of luxury cars.
Bai Lihua¡¯s eyes were dull and she stared out the window blankly. Light rain is beating on the car window, but the scenery outside the car is still the same. Cars come and go, horns sound from time to time, and the silence in the car, loss and loneliness, intertwined, swirling and churning.
Xing Lie looked at Bai Lihua and sighed, and said softly: "Life is a long journey, with thorns and flowers on both sides of the strait. Change your mood and appreciate the scenery, and you will gain a lot."
Bai Lihua came back to her senses, and a smile appeared on her dull face: "I'm fine, don't worry!"
Xing Lie knocked his head and said, "Who can rest assured when you look like this!"
The rain in the past few days, several major cases yesterday, and Lu Jun's death this morning have spread throughout the county, even Jinchuan, but for ordinary people, it is just more before and after meals. It's just a conversation piece, it doesn't affect your life. But for the police, it is one of the few major cases since the founding of the People's Republic of China. If you want to solve the case and catch the murderer, both Shang Lianqing and Feng Limin know that it is very difficult, very difficult, very difficult.
The only exception was Xia Honglang, who didn¡¯t believe Shang Lianqing¡¯s words at all. What ghosts, Buddhas, and killer organizations, bullshit, you must have watched too many movies. Especially Xia Chen's murder was a great stimulus to Xia Honglang. Therefore, Xia Honglang's only thought was to catch the murderer and avenge his son.
When Shang Lianqing and Feng Limin returned to the city to sort out the case files and report to the province, Xia Honglang appeared in Liu Cangyuan's office. At this time, both of them were not in good spirits, especially Liu Cangyuan, who was no longer as arrogant as he was two days ago. Now he looked like an old man in his sixties or seventies, with bloodshot eyes.
Xia Honglang looked at Liu Cangyuan and said: "Lu Jun is dead, Qiu Jiankai is dead, and Xia Chen is dead." His voice was very calm, so calm that it made people feel chilled all over.
Liu Cangyuan suddenly raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "What's going on?"
Xia Honglang still said calmly: "They were all killed. Lu Jun's fatal injury was exactly the same as King Kong's. As for Qiu Jiankai and Xia Chen, the murderer should be the same person."
Liu Cangyuan opened his mouth, not knowing whether he wanted to laugh or speak, but finally closed his mouth, and then slowly closed his eyes. His body leaned softly against the back of the chair, trembling slightly.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Liu Cangyuan¡¯s body finally stopped shaking, and Xia Honglang said, ¡°You know who the murderer is, because you are scared, right?¡±
Liu Cangyuan opened his eyes, picked up the cigarette on his desk, lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath, feeling the burning sensation of the smoke inhaling his lungs, and his brain became much clearer.
"I know, it's that kid named Xing Lie."
"How is that possible!" Xia Honglang's eyes widened. "He is just a college student from a rural area. How can he be able to commit such a big crime?"
"hehe!"
Liu Cangyuan smiled miserably: "Then, you can only ask him."
"Are you sure?" Xia Honglang stared at Liu Cangyuan.
Liu Cangyuan nodded: "I'm sure, King Kong was killed by him. Ma Laoliu is also dead. He killed them all, including my son Liu Yi."
Xia Honglang gritted his teeth and said, "Do you have any evidence?"
Liu Cangyuan was in much better spirits than before, his bloodshot eyes were flashing with ferocity, and he said with a ferocious face: "As long as you can catch him, I can use the evidence of his murder to death."
Xia Honglang turned around and left, came to the door, grabbed the door handle, turned around and said coldly: "Not only do I want him to die, I also want his whole family to die."
Liu Cangyuan smiled, and his smile looked a little scary: "The day you send him to the execution ground, I will send his whole family to go with him." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com