Lu Mingzhan and Chang Qing came out of the villa, the mourning hall in the courtyard had been arranged, and the coffin had not yet been closed.

The old man was lying in a coffin, surrounded by his relatives.

It's just that his relatives are discussing the issue of property, and few people's hearts are on him.

When a person dies, he is both the focus of the crowd and outside of this different kind of gathering.

He came because of him, but not simply to give him a ride.

Li Fan saw the two of them come out and walked towards them, and the attention of the noisy group of people was also diverted.

A middle-aged woman rushed in front of them with emotion, and Lu Mingzhan blocked Chang Qing behind him, so as not to make any irrational behavior among the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman asked angrily: "Are you old? You tell me, how did my dad die? I was fine when I was on video with him two days ago, why did he suddenly disappear? Was he killed by Li Zhengjun's family? I said that they were absolutely uneasy and kind, and they were willing to take care of my dad for so many years!"

Li Fan's father, Li Zhengjun, disagreed with her behavior, "Zhengbing, this is our own family's business, these two are guests at home, don't tear innocent people into the water!"

Li Zhengbing glanced at Lu Mingzhan and Chang Qing sneeringly, and then looked at Li Zhengjun with a sneer, "They are innocent? They are the accomplices you paid to help you destroy the evidence of the crime! Dad was killed by your family! You are the mastermind, and they are accomplices!"

Li Fan couldn't listen to it anymore, "Aunt, I don't like to hear what you say." Grandpa has been living in our house since he was sick, and we have taken care of him for three years, and grandpa has always been well. Now that grandpa is gone, you have started to deduct the pot again. Don't you think you're too good at taking advantage of people?"

Li Zhengye also jumped out, "Hundreds of millions of properties have been swallowed up by you, what's wrong with you taking care of them for a few years? We want to take care of them, who can rob you." ”

"Hundreds of millions of dollars? How did you calculate it? If my grandfather had so much money, how could he not even have money for medical treatment?!"

Li Zhengbing: "I have to ask your parents now!"

Li Fan was almost blown up, and it was their family who was affected, but the result was not good.

His uncle and aunt are two wonderful, they come to see once or twice a year, and they make their grandfather angry half to death once.

His grandfather's mental state has improved a lot during this time, and he can still be helped to walk a few steps in the house.

As a result, after the video with my uncle and aunt two days ago, I couldn't eat for two days in a row.

He and his parents couldn't persuade him, who would have thought that his grandfather wouldn't want to live at that time.

As a result, these two people came to blame them again!

Lu Mingzhan saw that they were pinching quite lively, and took Chang Qing's hand and walked out.

As soon as he made a move, Li Zhengbing grabbed him, "You two accomplices still want to leave, I'll call the police if you don't give an explanation!"

Lu Mingzhan saw that she was a woman and didn't let her go, "We just care about the burial and collecting money, if you have any questions about the death of the deceased, please ask the forensic doctor to come and perform an autopsy, I believe the forensic doctor will give you a more authoritative answer." ”

"You don't even know how people are going to die?! Do you have a bit of work ethic?"

"We are mortuary workers, and our profession is burial, not investigation. If the forensic doctor you ask to prove that the old man was murdered, we can tell the police what we know about the old man, so that the police will not delay the case. That's based on the premise that it's a case, and now it's not a case, and we're just doing what we have to do. ”

"Bah, I said that I have no work ethic so nicely!"

Lu Mingzhan wanted to laugh a little, why is human logic so uncute?

He forcibly suppressed his smile, and smiled too obviously at someone else's funeral to be too good.

"You haven't seen the situation when we are buried, how can we judge whether we have professional ethics? Or any of you will volunteer to come out and experience the burial service, and let you feel our thoughtful service for free. ”

The people surrounding them suddenly took a few steps back.

Li Zhengbing hid behind her husband and son, looking at the two vigilantly, "Bad luck!"

Lu Mingzhan glanced at her.

Li Zhengbing shuddered for no reason.

Lu Mingzhan said coldly: "I hope that after a hundred years, you will not meet those of us who are unlucky!"

Lu Mingzhan turned his head to look at Li Fan's family, "You guys have a good talk about your great business of dividing property." We're done with the work, the money has been collected, we don't want to eat your big melons, goodbye. ”

Li Zhengjun nodded.

This time, they were not stopped again.

Chang Qing turned his head to look at the retreating villa and the sound of quarrel again, "Why haven't you encountered a comfortable white thing recently?"

"Is there anything else comfortable about white things?"

"Occasionally. The main family is very polite and well-educated, and it is comfortable to do white things for such a person. We made me feel that white things are not all sad. ”

"Our traditional culture or the older generation is not afraid of death, and death does not mean the end. Isn't there any such thing as joy and mourning?"

"Then why do people nowadays fear or deliberately exaggerate death?" Chang Qing has had this question for a long time.

She has received many jobs from young people, most of them by suicide.

There are also various ways to commit suicide.

Some of them left suicide notes, which were full of struggle and unwillingness, but they still chose to die.

Lu Mingzhan said casually: "Deliberately exaggerating death is because I have seen too many things, I have too little, I am reluctant to die, and I am afraid of death." Except for a very small number of people who chose to die, everyone else gritted their teeth while suffering and survived. ”

"Really?"

"Part of the reason is this, but also the increasingly obvious 'me' mentality. For many years, only a few people were expressing 'me', but now almost everyone and every time is expressing 'me'. As the concept of 'me' becomes more and more concrete, more and more frequent, the more and more fear that 'me' is dead. ”

Chang Qing turned his head and looked at him seriously, "I haven't looked at this problem from this angle. ”

"You're constantly in contact with death, but you don't think it's horrible. A fighter like me who is afraid of death will infinitely magnify its fear. ”

"Although you keep saying that you are afraid of death, you are not so afraid. ”

"I'm good at acting. As a policeman, it is not good to act too afraid of death, and the people will have no bottom in their hearts. Lu Mingzhan saw the intersection in front of him and asked, "Where do you want to go?"

Chang Qing set up navigation in her phone.

Lu Mingzhan glanced at it, it was the name of a community.

After Chang Qing set up the navigation, he tilted his head and leaned back on the chair to make up for sleep.

She only slept for three hours in 48 hours, and her emotions fluctuated too much in the past two days to really hold on.

If you don't sleep for a while, your thoughts will be fragmented.

Lu Mingzhan is in good spirits, they often have to go to work after staying up late.

At first glance, the place is full of national treasures.