White Stone Cemetery.

A black coffin in front of him was being buried. In front of the cemetery, a large group of people were standing in black.

Standing in the front row were an elderly couple and a woman wearing a veil. Beside the woman was a blond boy of four or five years old.

“…The way to God is unpredictable, because the nature of His mercy is placed in His words in His myths, because although God has given us the message, we are still obliged to explain it, because when we open it

When we were armed, the earth took away this empty and unconscious body, but now this soul has been far away from the eternal glory. It is precisely because of pain that we find the meaning of life, the elegance we lost at birth, and the gods with infinite wisdom

The answer is taught to us, because he has no body, so our souls can be reborn in his world…”

The priest's voice was floating melodiously in the air, swaying and stuttering.

The elderly couple and the young woman were sobbing in the mourning, next to them was their family comforting them, but the little boy held his mother's hand, obviously not quite understanding what was going on.

He looked around, as if looking for something.

Under a tree about fifty meters away from the cemetery, Shen Yi was wearing a coat, putting one hand in his pocket and the other hand holding a bunch of white chrysanthemums.

Sighing softly, Shen Yi was about to put down the flower when a sound suddenly sounded behind him:

"It's a sad scene, right?"

A middle-aged man came out from nowhere. He came to Shen Yi and stood there, put his hands in his pants pockets, and said leisurely: "Farewell is always the most painful thing. The old man lost his child, the woman lost his lover, the child

Losing a father... the death of a person often brings pain to a group of people."

"It's a pity but I can't escape." Shen Yi replied lightly. He did not turn to look at the man who suddenly appeared, but just said to himself: "People will die. No matter how unwilling you, this kind of thing is destined.

It will happen... In my opinion, people's mourning for the dead, in addition to their nostalgia for the face and laughter that cannot be seen again, is also the inability to adapt to the changes in lifestyle after their loved ones leave, and when the god of death attacks

A sense of fear of substitution.”

"This is the first time I have heard such a wonderful theory. Is this the thinking mode of an arms dealer? Everything can be quantified and subdivided?" The visitor looked at Shen Yi in surprise.

Hearing the word "arms merchant", Shen Yi finally looked back.

The visitor smiled and stretched out his hand: "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, Bernard Jenks."

Shen Yi took out his right hand and shook Bernard: "Your real voice is softer than on the phone."

"I will ask them to change a better phone number. Then..." Bernard pointed to the crowd in the distance: "Since you are here, let's pray for the dead together, wishing him to ascend to heaven? Or do you have a ghost in your heart

, dare not meet the dead, only dare to stand here and watch from afar?"

Shen Yi laughed: "His death has nothing to do with me, why should I be afraid? To be honest, even if it is related, I don't need to be afraid."

"Oh? Why is this?" Bernard was intrigued.

Shen Yi replied: "Because as you said, if he died because of me, then he is a good person, and he is destined to ascend to heaven. Ascending to heaven is a good thing... Although I don't know those believers of the Lord

Why do you always shed tears of pain for your loved ones to serve the Lord?"

"Your words are a bit blasphemous."

"I hope you won't arrest me because of this." Chen Yi smiled, and said as he had already taken the flower to the cemetery first.

Bernard followed Shen Yi closely: "That's right. Walk over and stand by the dead, go and see the young face, look at the sad and helpless relatives, and then use your set Ascending to heaven to comfort yourself, Mr. Chen Yi, ask yourself, can you really be so heartless?"

Chen Yi stopped and looked back at Bernard, and he slowly said, "I know why you told me about Morley's death, Mr. Bernard. But if you think you can find it in such an occasion. The so-called... if my spider-width is a clue, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

He went straight to the tomb, and the coffin had been placed in the tomb, but the coffin had not yet been closed.

The deceased lay in the coffin, his eyes closed, his expression calmly, as if he was sleeping forever, and the guests who came to pay their respects around the cemetery were making their final tribute.

They threw flowers on Morley and said their final congratulations.

However, Chen Yi frowned.

In just a moment, he discovered that there was something wrong with the deceased - this was not Morley.

To be precise, only a young man who looked like Moli, but it was by no means the Officer Moli that night.

This bastard, he actually dared to tease him!

He turned around and glared at Bernard, and was about to say something, but suddenly realized that something was wrong, and stopped just by saying the word "you...".

Bernard had come up and smiled and said, "Is there any problem? Mr. Chen Yi."

Chen Yi looked at the smiling face, resisted the urge to punch him with a flowery face, and smiled and said, "It's nothing."

He turned his head and continued to pay tribute to the dead.

This bastard, he was probably waiting for the moment just now, right?

You should know that I have said myself that I have never seen Moli. If I saw Moli in the newspaper, then he had no reason to see at first glance that the young man in the coffin was not Moli.

As long as he just spoke up that this was not Morley, then Bernard had already obtained the evidence he wanted.

He is indeed setting a trap for himself.

Bernard had come over: "You seem very unhappy, Mr. Chen Yi?"

"It's indeed a bit." Chen Yi threw the flower down and turned to leave.

The deceased was not Moli, so it was unnecessary for him to come here.

Bernard has followed: "Don't you want to know who the deceased is?"

Chen Yi almost said who it was, but as his mind turned around, he looked back at Bernard and slowly said, "Isn't it Officer Morley? You said."

"His name is indeed Moly, but he is not the Moly of the Bureau of Investigation." Bernard smiled, and he leaned into Chen Yi's ear and said, "Actually, he is a soldier, and he was shot and lay in the hospital. The major who was unable to save him for twelve days...he was one of the victims of the bell tower gunman."

Chen Yi was shocked.

He looked back at the cemetery.

Is it true that the young man lying in the coffin still one of the people he killed?

Chen Yi sighed happily, and then he looked at Bernard: "Mr. Jenks, you are bored to do this. Whether it is soldier Morley or investigator Morley, it has nothing to do with me."

As he said that, he turned his head and walked forward.

Bernard had already chased after him, "Since it's okay, why do you still come?"

Chen Yi ignored him. He has now confirmed that he is saying so many mistakes now. Bernard is waiting for every bit of his performance and pieced together the suspicion that he is the murderer.

In fact, since he saw that it was not Moli's performance, the suspicion was completely confirmed, just because it could not be evidence. But if this continues, Chen Yi is not sure whether he will give enough evidence.

As an entrant, Chen Yi was born with disadvantage in this regard. He didn't know how many traps Bernard had set for him. The best way to get rid of the trap is not to answer the questions carefully, but to withdraw immediately - no one can do it all the way Running on landmines.

Bernard had already shouted, "Are you afraid? Mr. Chen Yi?"

Chen Yi stopped suddenly and looked back at Bernard: "What did you say?"

"Just want to talk to you." Bernard spread his hands and smiled, and he suddenly pointed his chin forward.

Following Bernard's eyes, a black car was parked not far from the cemetery.

Five people walked out of the car, one of them was straight and wearing high-level general uniforms, followed by two men and two women, arching like bodyguards.

Although the four people behind were wearing black clothes and sunglasses on their faces, Chen Yi still recognized them, two of them were Moli and Alini.

Chen Yi's eyes shrank a little.

Bernard said: "It's General Bredkin, the director of the Bureau of Investigation. Those four are my colleagues, Kevin, Lena, Evans and Fanny."

Chen Yi snorted and said nothing.

The five people walked straight to the cemetery. When passing by Chen Yi, Alini glanced at Chen Yi with her sunglasses, and said nothing. She just came to the cemetery and threw the flowers in her hand into the coffin.

The coffin lid begins to close.

Several workers began to shovel soil into the coffin, and low sobs sounded again in the crowd, and the chief of the investigation began to comfort the family of the dead major.

Chen Yi snorted lightly: "I don't know that your general cares so much about a soldier."

"It's not surprising, the major and the general are somewhat related." Bernard smiled.

Is that true? To be honest, Chen Yi doesn’t know which sentence Bernard is true and which sentence is false.

At this moment, a sharp howling suddenly sounded in the distance.

Several figures suddenly appeared and rushed towards the cemetery at high speed.

"Yeah?" Chen Yi raised his eyebrows.

Play this fake assassination trick?

He snorted in his heart, and was about to ignore him and leave, but he found something was wrong.

The black shadow that suddenly rushed out suddenly swept a golden light and rushed towards General Bredkin in the distance.

Hammer of blessing!

Hell!

Chen Yi cursed in his heart, and he turned out to be an assassin of the Lionheart Kingdom!

The general was here to pay his respects. The common man came and didn't even wear a mecha. Obviously, he didn't expect anyone to assassinate him. But he was the general after all, shouted loudly and turned around and punched the hammer of blessing.

boom!

The air waves rise flat.
To be continued...