The cemetery covers a large area and is far from the eye.

At six o'clock in winter, even if it is sunny, there is no morning light, not to mention that the sky is overcast at the moment.

The cemetery is divided into six areas, each with a different burial style.

Liu Xiaoyu was happy and clean before his death, and Yuan He rejected the pavilion burial chosen by Si Huacheng and changed it to a lawn burial.

In spring, summer and autumn, the lawn burial is the most quiet green space in the entire cemetery.

But in winter, it's a much more bleak place than the other five areas.

This cemetery is the most expensive one in the whole Fengshun City, and the landscape facilities are naturally excellent, with verdant pines and cypresses, elegant architecture, and more like a park from the outside.

Huang Ranran was wearing a black mink jacket on his upper body, a pair of tight black leather pants on his lower body, and a pair of long leather boots on his feet.

Her fluffy curly hair is tied into a big ponytail at the back of her head, making her look youthful and textured.

The cemetery opened at half past six in the morning, but she came in before it opened, not wanting to be photographed.

As the wife of Si Huacheng, one of the most influential figures in Fengshun City, she always has to be cautious in her words and deeds on weekdays to prevent her husband from being affected by mistakes in words and deeds.

Today was particularly cold, and she took a small broom to clear the snow from Liu Xiaoyu's tombstone, and then put the flowers, pastries and fruits in the basket.

"Aunt Liu, today is your birthday, I brought Huacheng over to say hello to you. ”

"He asked me to tell you that he has already found Yuan Mu's lawyer, who is the most famous criminal defense expert in Fengshun, if you have a spirit underground, you can bless Yuan Mu to change the sentence in the second trial." ”

After being silent for a while, Huang Ranran really didn't know what to say.

She is not familiar with Liu Xiaoyu, even in the face of the living Liu Xiaoyu, she doesn't know what to say, let alone talking to herself to a cold tombstone.

The morning breeze was cold and biting, squinting his eyes, Huang Ranran tightened his collar, felt that the time was almost up, and said to the tombstone: "Aunt Liu, I'm leaving, it's been too cold recently, I won't come to see you every day, and when the weather is good, I'll come again." ”

Picking up the bamboo basket, broom, and flashlight on the ground, she turned and walked back.

The lawn burial is next to the tree burial, and you can reach the corridor leading to the entrance of the cemetery by walking along the road in front of the tree burial.

Although the permanent lights in the cemetery are on, the spacing is too wide and the visibility is not high.

The cold wind sighed among the tombstones, swirling the snow on the pines and cypresses, and spreading a cloud of snow like smoke.

The snow cracked and creaked at Huang Ranran's feet.

The wind blew from behind the ears, bringing with it the sound of feet stepping on the snow.

Huang Ranran looked back vigilantly, except for the longing for the shadows of the trees and the dark rows of tombstones, there was no one behind him.

Don't look at Huang Ranran's usual coquettishness and softness, but her courage is very great, otherwise she would not choose to come alone to sweep the tomb before the cemetery opens.

Earlier, Si Huacheng would send someone to accompany her, but over time, there was no abnormal situation, and this cemetery was very formal, so Si Huacheng came alone.

Originally, Si Huacheng came with her today, but Huang Ranran was worried about being bumped into, so he quietly came alone.

The footsteps behind her were gone, Huang Ranran wondered if the wind was too strong and caused auditory hallucinations, turned around, and she continued to walk back.

This time she tried to speed up her pace, but the faster she tried to walk, the harder it became to walk, and the snow from the heels of her shoes slid down the shafts of her boots into her shoes, turning into ice water, and the soles of her feet were cold and uncomfortable.

Just as she was struggling, footsteps behind her sounded again.

This time, Huang Ranran heard very clearly, and there was indeed someone following her behind her.

She didn't look back, comforting herself in her heart, maybe the people behind her, like her, also came to mourn their relatives.

A gentle slope appeared in front of you, and you descended this gentle slope to the road leading to the gate.

Hurry, hurry, hurry up, there is a staff member on duty at the cemetery at the gate.

Every time Huang Ranran came, she walked through the small side door next to the gate, and all the people on duty in the cemetery had been bought by her.

The more she hurried, the more she went wrong, the soles of her feet slipped, her center of gravity was unstable, she fell to the ground, and the basket, broom, and flashlight in her hand all fell out.

And out of the corner of her eye, she saw in horror the light of the flashlight rolling by, two men in large hoods walking behind her.

The two men were obviously not here to mourn their loved ones, because they didn't have anything in their hands, not even a flashlight for lighting.

They walked briskly towards her with a clear purpose.

Huang Ranran struggled to get up from the ground, and he didn't care about picking up the fallen flashlight, and ran forward like crazy.

But where could she outrun those two men?

"Help!"

She shouted in the direction of the door, hoping that the staff hiding in the duty room would hear her cries for help.

A hot, moist hand with a heavy smell of smoke covered her mouth.

Her head was lifted by the force of the back of the hand, and her upper body was thrown back, and her left arm was pulled back by the man, and she felt a tearing pain in her shoulder blades.

Huang Ranran, who grew up under pampering, had suffered such humiliation, she wanted to shout, but her mouth and nose were tightly covered by the man's disgusting hands.

"Aunt Liu, help!" she could only silently pray in her heart that Liu Xiaoyu, who had just been worshiped by her, would come to her rescue.

After a painful snort, the hand that restrained her was released, and under the inertia, Huang Ranran directly made a front servant and fell into the snow.

Lifting her face from the cold snow, she turned her head with great effort to see where Liu Xiaoyu had saved her, and a familiar figure was fighting with the two men.

She hurriedly got up from the ground, dusted off the snow on her eyebrows, and looked at her sister-in-law who saved her.

How did she end up here?

Huang Ranran was a little confused, she wanted to run away, and she was worried that Si Huayue would suffer, but if she didn't leave, she didn't have any kung fu and no weapons, and it would be a burden to stay here.

Alarm!

Thinking of this, she took a few steps back, tried to distance herself from the battle circle, and stood in a relatively safe place.

"Come on, I'm ......" After connecting, before she could report her address, Si Huayue interrupted her: "Hang up the phone, you don't need the help of the police." ”

"Ah?!" Huang Ranran didn't plan to listen to Si Huayue, but seeing that she had already subdued the two men and stepped on the soles of her feet, she had to apologize to the 110 operator: "I'm sorry, I made the wrong call!"

Hearing her say this, Si Huayue couldn't help but want to laugh, remembering that when he was in Canglin Temple before, he said to the 110 operator, just try to see if the phone is broken.

She removed the mandibles, shoulder blades, and hip bones of the two men on the ground, and she walked out one by one like two dead dogs, carrying their back collars.

"Pick up your things and hurry up, do you still want to wait here for their accomplices to kidnap you?!" Seeing that Huang Ranran was still standing in a daze, Si Huayue scolded.

"Oooh. Huang Ranran hurriedly bent down to pick up the flashlight that fell on the ground, and the basket and broom were gone, and followed closely behind Si Huayue.

When I came to the gate, the person on duty saw this and asked, "Eh, what's wrong with these two? Do you need us to call an ambulance?"

"It's okay, I can't take care of myself due to excessive sadness when mourning my loved ones, just slow down this momentum, and I often commit it. ”

After Si Huayue dropped these words, he dragged the two people past the kind attendant and walked out of the cemetery.

Throwing the two people into the trunk of Huang Ranran's car, Si Huayue took out his mobile phone and called Gu Yi.

"Hey, you got up early, hurry up, I'm at the gate of Haitianshou Cemetery, there are two kidnappers waiting to surrender. ”