Chapter 1579 I Will Not Allow Anyone to Come to Pay Homage
In the hospital morgue, the gray-haired Meng Aihong stood beside the morgue bed, reaching out to touch the body lying on it.
A group of people stood behind her. One of them, a middle-aged man, frowned and said to Meng Aihong:
"Principal Meng, I don't care what others say to you.
But the opinion of Qingxi is that there is no mourning and no handling.
Or Principal Meng can choose to let your son enter the Daliangcheng Cemetery.
The review will not be so strict.
If Principal Meng agrees, I will contact the funeral home immediately and ask them to arrange cremation as soon as possible."
Meng Aihong stroked Feng Congjun's cold forehead, shook her head and said, "Thank you, Leader Han, for your kindness. I want to take my son back!"
The middle-aged man frowned and looked at Meng Aihong and said, "Principal Meng, you make it very difficult for me to do this.
Feng Congjun actually has many issues that have not been investigated clearly, and I have been suppressing this matter.
If you leave him in the local area, we can set him as an example.
If you take him away, isn't it a slap in our face?"
Feng Congjun has been undercover in Qingxi for at least five years, but he has never contacted the local city government, police and security departments, and has not provided them with any intelligence.
After the incident at Valerona Energy, Zhongding Group collapsed in Qingxi.
The black and white sides of Qingxi were shaken like an earthquake, implicated many people.
This was equivalent to a big slap in the face of the local municipal government, police and security departments!
Such a big case, such a big storm, they were completely unaware of it in advance!
If Feng Congjun was buried in Qingxi, it would be fine, at least it could explain that this was an undercover sent by them, and the case was their credit.
But once Feng Congjun was brought back to Kyoto, the whole thing had nothing to do with them.
From beginning to end, they were bystanders.
There are even people like Niu Chengzai and Wei Shuping, who will not only become a laughing stock, but also the cusp of public opinion!
Sun Jialuo came over with red eyes and said to the middle-aged man: "Leader Han, please explain clearly!
What problems do Comrade Feng Congjun need to be investigated?
He is a good policeman who sacrificed his life to complete his mission!
Why do you still question him?"
Leader Han frowned, looked at him and cursed: "What do you have to do here?
Who are you to talk to me in such a tone?
Is there any problem with Feng Congjun that I need to report to you?
He is dead. If he is still alive, I will control him first. Come and talk about it!
Do you know that at least six lives in Qingxi are related to him? "
"Han Yuanhuai! Shut up! Feng Congjun is my master, I won't allow you to slander him like this!"
Sun Jialuo was really anxious. He almost pointed his finger at the middle-aged man's nose and scolded him:
"My master has been undercover beside the King of Qingxi for five years.
In order to gain his trust, he naturally has to use some special means!
And among those he killed, which one is a good person? Which one is not a desperate criminal?
In order to investigate the case, my master endured How much humiliation and pain did he suffer that ordinary people could not bear!
In the end, he even lost his life.
What did you do in Daliang City?
Have you helped him even once?
You are questioning him and slandering him here!
What right do you have? ! ”
Han Yuanhuai's face turned pale and he stared at Sun Jialuo and cursed:
"Shut up!
Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me in such a tone?
Are you qualified?
Don't you consider your own weight!
Think carefully about what I just said.
Otherwise, I will do it in advance. Let me tell you, aren't we preparing a funeral hall for the farewell ceremony at the hospital?
If you don't accept my conditions, no one will dare to come to the funeral hall to say goodbye!
You will have to find a way to send it to the funeral home for cremation afterwards.
If you can't get a place, you can just wait to carry the whole body back to Kyoto!"
Sun Jialuo was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Just when he wanted to completely tear his face off with him, Meng Aihong sighed and said to everyone faintly:
"Stop arguing, let me stay with my son quietly for a while, okay?"
Sun Jialuo immediately shut his mouth.
Han Yuanhuai said to Meng Aihong with a stern face: "Principal Meng, as long as you agree to my conditions, you can stay with your son as long as you want!"
"Asshole!" Sun Jialuo was so angry that he wanted to punch Han Yuanhuai in the face!
At worst, he would not wear this uniform, but anyone who wanted to insult his master and discredit this hero would not be allowed!
Meng Aihong grabbed him, sighed, and said softly: "Send him up!"
This means that Feng Congjun's body will be placed in a coffin and sent to the funeral hall for the farewell ceremony.
After everyone has seen his appearance, he will be sent to the funeral home for cremation.
At that time, Meng Aihong will leave Qingxi with her son's ashes.
Putting Feng Congjun's body into the coffin is not something that can be done by one person.
Meng Aihong certainly can't help, and it's hard for Sun Jialuo to lift the body by himself.
Han Yuanhuai and the group of people behind him all stood by and watched.
You can't even do this, and you still want to bring the ashes back to Kyoto?
How is it possible!
But at this moment, two people came over and pushed the people in front of them away without any hesitation!
Han Yuanhuai's face was livid, and the people he brought dared not to speak.
Because these two people were from Longdun, they didn't listen to them at all.
Gongsun Feiyang and Liu Yidao walked to Sun Jialuo's side, and without saying hello, the three of them tacitly put Feng Congjun's body into the coffin carefully.
But it takes at least four people to carry the coffin.
Now there are only three people, and Meng Aihong can't be asked to carry it!
Han Yuanhuai and the others smiled grimly again.
Now let's see what you do?
If one person is missing, who will carry the coffin?
"I'm here!" A figure appeared at the door. When Sun Jialuo saw this person, his eyes turned red.
Chen Xin'an came over, held Meng Aihong's hands, and said guiltily: "Principal Meng, I failed to protect Brother Congjun!"
Meng Aihong shook her head, closed her eyes and put her forehead on Chen Xin'an's chest, and the suppressed sadness could finally be poured out.
However, she only shed tears for a while, then she raised her head, wiped the corners of her eyes with her hands, and said to Chen Xin'an:
"Congjun's father is also an old policeman, and he also died on the front line!
He has been in the army and the police for many years, and he has not embarrassed his father or the Feng family.
He left openly and honestly, with no regrets!
I am not sad, I am proud."
Chen Xin'an nodded vigorously, turned around and walked to the coffin, and shouted: "Get up!"
The four people lifted the coffin with force, carried it on their shoulders, and then strode out of the morgue.
The hospital prepared a temporary mourning hall, which was very simple, and there were not even a few mourning couplets and wreaths.
With Han Yuanhuai's special "care", no one from the entire Qingxi security department, including the police, dared to attend the farewell ceremony.
Someone passing by took a look at the mourning hall and curled his lips.
"Whose family died? The mourning hall is really shabby.
It's just a wreath sent by the hospital. Don't the family members come?"
"It's better to cremate it directly! Isn't this too embarrassing? There are not even filial sons and grandchildren inside, it's too desolate!"
"Spend some money to hire a funeral company, it shouldn't be so miserable, right? It's embarrassing to come to attend, no wonder no one is here!"
Han Yuanhuai, standing outside the mourning hall, looked at the desolate mourning hall with a sneer on his lips.
There were a few blind people in the municipal bureau of Daliang City who wanted to go in, but they were scolded away by him!
The entire Qingxi security department was made a mess by this guy, and you still have the face to pay tribute to him?
Are you sick?
Seeing someone carrying a wreath coming over, Han Yuanhuai frowned and asked the people around him to stop him.
Unexpectedly, the person sent out was kicked down as soon as he walked in front of the other party and hadn't said a word!
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