There are two funeral parlors in Hankou, one is where Uncle Liu used to work, and the other is in Siqing Village, 10 kilometers south of the city. The hearse transporting Yingzi was arranged by contacting the big boss of the club as soon as Zhang Yiwan woke up. The big boss's surname is Zhao, and his name is Zhao Ning. When he received the call, he asked Zhang Yiwan who died, Zhang Yiwan thought for a long time, and finally didn't know what to say, Zhao Ning didn't dare to continue to ask, knowing that the phone was hung up.

Yingzi's body has been transported to the hearse downstairs by the workers. The worker left two black veils and quietly left. Zhang Yiwan took a black suit and went into the next room. Wu Jingya had just finished taking a shower, and she was wet and sitting naked on the bed.

"Wipe yourself off, get ready to get dressed and go downstairs." Zhang Yiwan finished speaking softly, then pulled the door and left.

Wu Jingyase shrunk on the bed and covered his mouth tightly with his hands, tears flowed down, he wanted to suppress the pain, and kept beating his chest with his hands. Tossing and turning, the sheets wrapped tightly around him under the force of force.

10 minutes later, Wu Jingya left the room neatly and neatly in a suit. The two did not make eye contact when they went downstairs. Zhao Ning was already waiting by the hearse downstairs, "General Zhang, my special car is next to the hearse, you two get in the car." ”

Zhang Yiwan nodded, and Wu Jingya opened the back door and sat directly next to the coffin. The last time he was in the hearse with Yingzi, it was Yingzi who was a family member and he was a dead body, but this time it was reversed. Wu stroked the coffin with his hand, his eyes closed slightly, his mind was blank, he felt that Yingzi was not dead, but naughtily hiding in the coffin and playing hide and seek with himself. He had such years along the way, and there were several times when he wanted to open the coffin.

Uncle Liu often said to Wu before his death, "When a person dies, he is dead, and he can't come back completely." The coffin contained nothing more than the man's body. ”

Zhang Yiwan's condition in Zhao Ning's car was not much better, his head was tightly pressed against the window. "Thank you, Manager Zhao, this white matter has bothered you, I contacted you so late last night, I don't want to go."

Zhao Ning shook his head, "This is all as it should be, don't worry, I will definitely help you track down the whereabouts of those who killed people, and dare to commit murder in my hotel." ”

Zhang Yiwan waved his hand, "No need, I will pay all the money spent today, you can help me pay it first." Zhang Yiwan gave Zhao Ning a name post, "This is my father's chief of staff, called Yang Yiting, you can contact him for specific matters." ”

Zhao Ning was overjoyed when he saw Yang Yiting's famous post, and he was worried that there was no way to get acquainted, and now it was really a blessing in disguise. Manager Zhao didn't dare to show this joy on his face, he comforted Zhang Yiwan with a deep expression, "Young General, you are going to see the outside." Your business is my business, and people can't be resurrected after death, so please mourn. ”

Zhang Yiwan didn't answer, he was already asleep. In his sleep, he realized that what appeared in his mind at the moment was not Yingzi, but the old girl whose father insisted on protecting the media. The two of them met once, and the man's name was Ah Feng, who looked like a person who lived a good life, polite and generous. When the two met alone, Zhang Yiwan kept teasing Ah Feng, and his words were quite sarcastic. But Ah Feng is everyone's best girl after all, and she is still calm and calm, which makes Zhang Yiwan feel that he is looking for himself to be bored.

After listening to Yingzi's various things last night, Zhang Yiwan was lost and sad, but it didn't take long for the pain to be replaced by the pain on his body. He once again took out the needle given by the doctor and gave himself a shot, and he was surprised to find that the needle could not only relieve the pain, but also drive away the unhappiness and sadness in his heart. So when the sky was bright, he was already relieved of Yingzi's death. He now wished he was looking forward, which was probably why he remembered Ah Feng in his dream.

The car arrived at the funeral home and walked through the gate, where the pine trees on both sides made the already quiet place even more desolate. The curator and the workers knew that Zhao Ning was a big patron and specially greeted him at the door. In the past two days, the business of the funeral home has been very good, so many people have died on the Kawaguchi Railway, and the families of the deceased have been overwhelmed by the coming and going in Siqing. On average, there is a funeral in half an hour.

The funeral parlor is not large, but there is only one hall, and the deceased in front of it is Lawyer Gan, whose widow returns the salute in front of the statue to mourners. Wu Jingya stared at the woman from a distance, he had just met him a few days ago, and he had eaten at his house. Meet at the funeral home today. The woman was a little sluggish, and she just nodded stiffly in the face of relatives and friends, regardless of whether there was anyone in front of him.

"This is over soon, and we're going to take the deceased to makeup now." The curator's tone was calm.

Wu Jingya followed in with the coffin, the curator looked at Zhao Ning, and Zhao Ning looked at Zhang Yiwan.

"Let her follow up, that's his lover, let him finish her last ride."

Yingzi's body was carried to the bed in the middle of the house by the workers, and the blood on her body had clotted into a blood scab. Her face was pale, Wu Jingya gently touched Yingzi's face with her hand, Yingzi's face was a pit, and she couldn't naturally recover her full appearance, and at this time Wu really realized that Yingzi was no longer there.

The mortuary walked in with a box, and when she saw Wu, she was stunned for a moment. Then he walked up to Wu's side gently, "Please let me go, I'm going to start working." ”

Wu let go, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

The woman was wearing a mask, he first took out a white cloth from the cabinet next to him and covered Yingzi's body, and then her hand put under the white cloth and peeled Yingzi's clothes off her body one by one. In the end, he took a wet towel and wiped the blood off Yingzi's body little by little. Then he took a small jar of unknown white lotion, which she applied little by little to Eiko's wound. In the end, he took out a white shirt and a white pants and gently put them on for Yingzi again, and Yingzi had no skin exposed except for her face and feet.

I don't know why, after this woman came in, Wu's mind suddenly stabilized.

The last step is to put on makeup for Yingzi, although Yingzi's face is pale, but because she died not long ago, she has not been out of shape. The mortuary carefully restored Yingzi's original appearance with tools. I don't know how long later, when the undertaker's hand left Yingzi's face, Yingzi returned to his former appearance, his face was ruddy, as if Wu and he met for the first time.

Wu knelt beside the bed and began to cry.