Lifting the Coffin! Set off!
Huaxia, National Security Bureau, Director's office.
Sitting at his desk, Fang Zheng's brows were tightly knitted, his expression extremely solemn.
According to the information sent back by Wang Hai and Zhao Haizhu, it could indeed be confirmed that Old Man Anping Jie was indeed just an ordinary person.
After all, even the villagers who had been with him day and night had not noticed the strangeness of the Anping Knot.
If a person wanted to hide, they could indeed hide for a long time.
However, if their initial assumption was correct, Old Man Peaceful Knot was an existence that they did not know about.
It was very difficult for such a person to hide.
It was impossible for him not to have given himself away for a long time.
Could it be that they were wrong again?
That funeral was actually fake?
However, everything that happened at the funeral was extremely real.
Everyone witnessed it and could prove it. This obviously didn't make sense.
Moreover, Wang Hai and Zhao Haizhu's investigation also said that the "Anping Knot" that appeared at the funeral was not the real Anping Knot.
But who could it be?
This series of questions lingered in Fangzheng's mind.
He felt that he had fallen into a misunderstanding, a maze.
This maze was connected in all directions, but he couldn't get out, nor could he find any direction.
After some thought, Fangzheng said," Have you all left?”
"Not yet, President Fang. We're still in the village." Wang Hai replied over the phone.”
With a long sigh, Fangzheng said solemnly,""In that case, let's attend Anping's funeral. The funeral should be in the next few days.”
The National Security Bureau had taken over two funerals and was investigating them.
However, they had never witnessed what happened at the funeral.
The Anping knot was originally a breakthrough point, but now, the old man had passed away.
Perhaps there would be some unexpected gains if he attended the funeral.
At this point, Fangzheng believed that the Anping Knot that the investigators were investigating was really an ordinary person.
The direction of the investigation now should be the old man who appeared at the funeral and was suspected to be the "Anping Knot".
The investigation had once again reached a dead end.
"Okay, President Fang." Wang Hai replied.
At that moment, Fangzheng frowned and hurriedly said,""When the funeral is held, I need to watch the live broadcast.”
"No problem, President Fang."
After giving instructions, Fangzheng hung up.
Just as he hung up, Fangzheng did not have the time to review the news he had just received.
Ding ding ding--
Another call came in.
Looking at the caller ID, Fangzheng decisively picked up the call.""How's the progress of the investigation on Zhao Li?”
Pan Yuanfeng's excited voice came from the other end of the phone.""Reporting to President Fang! We asked Zhao Li's children last night and received a shocking piece of news!”
Fangzheng widened his eyes and immediately perked up.
The investigation of the funeral in Happiness City was blocked, but the investigation of the funeral in Fenglan City had made progress!
Not bad, not bad!
"Tell me quickly! What shocking news!" Fangzheng asked impatiently.
"From our questioning, we found out that about a week before Zhao Li was alive, an old man moved into the neighborhood. Zhao Li would go play chess with the old man every night!”Pan Yuanfeng was so excited that he raised his voice.
Fangzheng took a deep breath as his heart pounded rapidly.""Continue investigating! This might be a valuable clue!”
"Yes, sir! President Fang, we've already started investigating. I believe we'll get the results soon.”
He hung up the phone again.
Fangzheng's mood was completely different.
Zhao Li would play chess with the old man who had just moved in every night.
This seemingly ordinary action just showed how unusual it was.
Especially since it happened to Zhao Li, it meant that this matter was extraordinary.
"The truth is about to surface.”Fangzheng clasped his hands together and narrowed his eyes. The corners of his mouth curled into a smile.
……
The next day.
An Family Village.
At the entrance of the village, a wreath was placed on both sides.
On the road leading to the village, yellow paper money was scattered.
Every household in the village hung a piece of white cloth. All the red items were kept at home and were not shown to the public.
In the middle of the village, hundreds of people from the An family village had gathered on the originally empty street.
Everyone was wearing a black cloth on their shoulders, with the word "libation" written on it.
These people were all villagers of the village. Today, they did not go to work or wash vegetables or cook.
In the middle of the village, there was a coffin painted in red. The word " Li " was pasted on the front and back of the coffin.
Lying in the coffin was the Anping Knot.
A middle-aged man stood at each of the four corners of the coffin.
Today, the villagers had gathered here to hold a funeral for the mysterious old man, An Pingjie.
An Ping had no children, no relatives, and was all alone.
However, the villagers still spontaneously held a funeral for An Pingjie.
For so many years, the reputation of the Anping Knot in the village was not bad. Other than being a little mysterious, the villagers did not reject the Anping Knot. They even felt that the old man was a little pitiful.
Occasionally, someone would send food and necessities to An Ping, but that was all.
Now that An Pingjie had passed away, the villagers naturally put aside their prejudices and raised funds together to hold a simple funeral for him.
As time passed.
An Pinggui, a villager from An Family Village who was hosting the funeral, looked up at the sun in the sky and confirmed the time.
"Open the coffin! Set off!"
An Pinggui shouted.
The surrounding villagers dispersed and consciously made way for him.
In front, two young men carried baskets and led the way while scattering the paper money in the basket into the air.
Behind them were a few villagers who followed them with regretful expressions.
After that, four middle-aged men carried the coffin of Old Man Anping and swayed left and right as they followed behind the group.
At the end of the line, the villagers were filled with grief and sorrow.
In this desolate atmosphere, he followed the group in front of him and the coffin.
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