Hearing Brother Haojie say this, I nodded, and told him all the thoughts in my heart: "Now Chen Jinqiang doesn't say much, we can't believe it, and I don't know why, I always feel that things are not as simple as we see, there must be many complicated things in it."

So I think you can think of a way to find a relationship to free Chen Jinqiang's mother's soul first, so that she doesn't suffer in the cemetery, and other things will be discussed slowly in the long run! ”

Brother Haojie on the other end of the phone was silent for a while after hearing my words, and I knew that this matter was not a trivial matter after all, so I didn't urge him.

After a while, he seemed to have finally made up his mind and replied directly to me, "Yes! I, I'll arrange for someone to deal with it, otherwise, I'll arrange for Mr. Huang to go over in person and talk to the other side, and then let's find a reason to solve the matter of the cemetery first! ”

After discussing this matter with Brother Haojie, I gradually put my mind at ease.

Brother Haojie's work efficiency is very high, and in the afternoon, Mr. Huang has already come.

We first met at a café outside, and then Mr. Huang made a few more phone calls and informed the family members near the cemetery, saying that the cemetery now needs to be re-oriented and calculated, so it needs to be rectified.

Because Chen Jinqiang's family could not be contacted, of course, he deliberately didn't want to inform him about this matter, otherwise he would really startle him.

So in the afternoon, several "professionals" found that Chen Jinqiang's mother's tomb location and size were not quite right.

After several discussions, the staff directly opened the tomb of Chen Jinqiang's mother, and everyone was stunned.

I saw that in the tomb of Chen Jinqiang's mother was a coffin that went up and down vertically, this coffin was very small, and it was placed vertically up and down.

This incident shocked everyone instantly, and the staff directly pulled the coffin back to the funeral home.

Since it was daytime, it was inconvenient for me to go out, and Mr. Huang had been secretly remote controlling.

Chen Jinqiang's mother's coffin was placed in the innermost part, and no one could enter.

After arranging all this, Mr. Hu and I started chatting a lot about what had happened recently and what was happening in my hometown.

Anyway, it's like what I expected, the Remnant Sakura Society, the Li family didn't make much move, and with my death, it seemed that all the contradictions had disappeared.

But we all know that things are not as simple as they seem.

Beneath this peace, there is actually an undercurrent, although on the surface I have withdrawn from this battlefield, in fact I am the one who can finally lock the situation.

After all, I haven't seen Mr. Huang for a long time, and it's not so much to just talk about some heavy topics, and Mr. Huang rushed over thousands of miles away, if I don't arrange it well, it's really a bit unreasonable.

So in the evening, I took Mr. Huang to a very good restaurant nearby, and the two of us had a good meal and drank some wine.

It was the first time I'd seen someone familiar in a long time, so the feeling was really indescribably kind, and although there was still a lot to do in the evening, I couldn't help but drink a lot until I felt a little light.

When I walked out of the restaurant, the wind outside was a little cold, and I was suddenly awakened by the strength of the wine.

I felt like something was going dark in front of me, as if something had flashed past me, and I couldn't help but stop.

However, when I came back to my senses, I found that there was nothing in front of me.

"What's wrong?"

At this moment, Mr. Huang next to me thought I had seen something, and turned to me and asked.

"Nope!"

Maybe I was wrong, so I didn't say anything to him.

It was not early at this time, so Mr. Huang and I did not hesitate, and directly took a taxi and went straight to the funeral home.

At first, the taxi driver heard that he was going to the funeral home, and he was reluctant to take us, so I added an extra hundred yuan before he agreed to pull us over, and on the way, the taxi driver didn't say anything, and from time to time he kept looking at me and Mr. Huang, with a look of vigilance, as if both of us were like bad guys.

Of course, he is just a driver after all, and Mr. Huang and I are really not suitable to expose too much this time, so the two of us didn't have much communication in the car.

There is a long journey from the city to the funeral home, which takes more than half an hour, so the journey is relatively dull.

The whole car rang from time to time to grab the order, and every time he heard this kind of prompt, the taxi driver frowned, and it was obvious that he had already regretted taking us.

But the taxi driver can't refuse to take passengers, so along the way, the taxi driver drove very fast, and when he took us to the funeral home, the driver didn't say anything and just drove away.

Teacher Huang glanced at me, and I shrugged my shoulders helplessly.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Mr. Huang and I did not hesitate at the moment and walked straight to the hotel.

Because it is a big city, there are many things about birth, old age, sickness and death, and now there are still two dead bodies in the hotel, and the family members are also crying silently there, of course they are in the hall, and we are in the small room at the back, so no one pays attention to our passing, and no one cares why we come.

And someone had already greeted us a long time ago, so when we came, instead of stopping us, the staff opened the small room where Chen Jinqiang's mother's body was stored.

As soon as I entered the room, I felt my hairs stand on end.

Teacher Huang beside him couldn't help but rub his arms as well, muttering, ", this place is so cold!" ”

That's right, this place is indeed very cold, after all, it is a funeral home, and all the dead bodies are stored, and if the temperature is too high, the corpses will directly rot.

But the temperature here is surprisingly low, and that low is not the cold kind, but a change in the aura from the inside out, which causes people to feel uncomfortable physically and mentally.

Especially for people like Mr. Huang who don't have any experience in the supernatural aspect, so the feeling is especially obvious.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I said to Mr. Huang in a deep voice: "You wait for me at the door, be responsible for the guard outside, don't let others in, and I will inform me at any time if there is any situation!" ”