Pampering cool and thin beloved wife

Chapter 366 The Grand Finale (6)
Mo Tao responded and asked curiously, "Can you see this?"

"If you're distracted while working, it's no wonder your subordinates will be attacked." Shen Qinghan reprimanded into the headset, and began to command in an orderly manner: "You take two people and guard the north exit, and the other party drives a black Jaguar , license plate DF2233. Leave two people at the south exit, and I will notify you immediately if there is any situation."

Mo Tao was reprimanded for no reason, and his tone suddenly became a little bad: "Who are you!"

"Shen Qinghan, former superintendent of the Second Bureau of the Ministry of National Security!" Shen Qinghan replied impatiently, his eyes fixed on the screen.

"Shen..." Mo Tao was startled, and touched his face in disbelief, never expecting that he would have the chance to talk to her.

"If you stay in a daze again, I will ask your captain to punish you to go to the training camp!" Shen Qinghan was angry: "Number 4099, please be vigilant immediately!"

Mo Tao blushed, and immediately saluted the air: "Got it!"

Seeing his appearance through the screen, Jian Yunshang suddenly felt amused and asked Shen Qinghan: "Does he especially admire you?"

"No wonder Jiang Muchen is getting more and more gossip, it's all because of you, sister-in-law." Shen Qinghan calmed down, and said quietly: "As a special police officer, every mission may be the last..."

Jian Yunshang was silent, raised her hand to pat her on the shoulder, and stopped talking.

At the same time, a black Porsche drove into the Cuihuashan Cemetery at an extremely fast speed against the dawn.With the help of bodyguards, Song Qingshan got out of the car, took Song Yue's body with one hand and held it in his arms, controlled the wheelchair and went straight to the cremation room.

According to the prior agreement, the mortician pushed over a push bed so that he could put the body on it, and led him to the dressing room.The wedding dress on Song Yue's body has been taken away by the criminal police team's forensic doctor, and she is only wrapped in a white sheet.

Song Qingshan quietly watched the mortician bathe her and put on the wedding dress he personally selected for her. His eyes were blurred, and he seemed to see her jumping again.

"Yue'er..." He murmured, his intact right hand tightly clenched into a fist, and the back of his hand was bulging with veins like earthworms.

The mortician put on the wedding dress for Song Yue, stared at her face and was stunned, and quickly calmed down.He knows what he shouldn't ask and doesn't ask. Song Yue's photos are being bombarded by the TV station, and everyone in the capital knows her.

Half an hour later, the mortician put on Song Yue's makeup, handed over the body to the incinerator in the cremation room, and returned to the office calmly.

Song Qingshan followed all the way to the incinerator, and said in a trembling voice: "Wait a minute, I still have something to put on for her." After speaking, under the suspicious eyes of the incinerator, he escaped several rings from his jacket pocket , trying to put Song Yue on one by one with shaking hands.

It's a pity that Song Yue's body is already stiff, and most of the rings he bought are relatively small and difficult to wear.I tried until the last one, and I barely put it on.He took Song Yue's cold hand, tremblingly put it to his lips and kissed it, then closed his eyes in disappointment: "Burn it."

The incinerator put away the emotion in his eyes and nodded slightly.

In the cemetery on the mountain behind the funeral parlor, Gu Xuzhi put down the binoculars in his hand, and said in an unclear way: "What did Song Yue say to Song Qingshan before he died, so that he could buy a wedding dress and a ring at the same time."

"You can't love it." Jiang Muchen said coldly, without further words.

Gu Xuzhi was silent for a while, then whispered into the headset and asked, "How is the situation at Tsinghua Square?"

"A killer sneaked in and took Xue Susu away. The special police team has already followed up, and it is estimated that they will do it soon. How is your side?" Qin Xiangya's voice came quickly: "Is Song Qingshan really going? gone?"

"Waiting for Song Yue's body to be cremated and buried." Gu Xuzhi frowned: "Is there anyone who knows who the killer is?"

"People from Goshawk, the current direction of the car is to go to Xishan." After Qin Xiangya finished speaking, he added: "Qinghan is following up, and it is estimated that we will be able to find Goshawk's foothold soon."

"Okay, keep in touch at any time." After Gu Xuzhi finished speaking, he stretched his head to look down the mountain.

The sun had already risen, and thick smoke kept coming out of the large chimney in the funeral home's incineration room, scattered in the air mistyly.He looked at it for a while and couldn't help expressing his feelings: "When I was alive, I didn't treat people well, and when I died, I pretended to be affectionate to others."

"For psychological comfort." Jiang Muchen was still not emotional.

Gu Xuzhi simply shut up and stopped talking.

In the incineration room of the funeral home not far away, Song Qingshan stared blankly in front of the stove for a while, then controlled the wheelchair to retreat outside, and raised his head to look up at the gray sky.

When Song Yue's body disappeared, the thick smoke continuously thinned and finally disappeared.His eyes chased those wispy smoke, the corners of his lips slightly raised a happy arc, and he said softly: "Yue'er, brother will come to accompany you soon..."

Suddenly, the phone in his pocket rang loudly.

The expression on Song Qingshan's face suddenly turned cold, and he quickly took out his mobile phone.A group of numbers without a signature, those combined numbers are familiar and dazzling.Like a sharp blade, it pierced into his heart with precision.

He shivered and pressed down to refuse to listen, and didn't dare to take another look.However, the person on the other end persistently dialed back, over and over again.The brisk mobile phone ringtone, like a morning whistle, woke up the quiet and deep Cuihua Mountain.

When the ring rang for the fifth time, Song Qingshan couldn't bear the guilt in his heart, so he hesitated to press the answer button: "Dad..."

On this end, Song Yanwang's body shook violently, and he flew into a rage instantly: "Don't call me, I'm not your father. Tell me, where did you get my daughter!"

his daughter?In the past, he was talking about your sister... You know it after all.Song Qingshan lowered his head, with a sad smile on his thin lips: "I will bury her properly, don't worry, Dad."

"Don't call me any more, I don't have such a crazy son like you!" Song Yanwang was trembling with anger: "I raised you for decades for nothing, and you treat me like this? What did Yue'er do wrong and you want to hurt her like this! You Give back my daughter, give me back..."

Song Yanwang roared at the end, already in tears, and fell to the ground like a lost soul, shouting Song Yue's name incessantly.

Song Qingshan's hand holding the phone trembled violently, his already pale face became even more frighteningly pale.After a long time, he managed to pluck up the courage to say, "Dad, take care of yourself."

After the call was over, Song Yue's ashes were also put into the birthday materials he had ordered in the morning with the help of the incinerator.He took it with a gray face, put it on his lap like a baby, turned the wheelchair and slid to the cemetery in the back mountain.

Several bodyguards who came with him looked at each other and followed behind him.

The cemetery was desolate and quiet in the early morning. Black tombstones stood coldly in the white snow, as if they couldn't see the end.Song Qingshan was vigilant and found that the surroundings were full of police force, he still signaled the bodyguards indifferently, and pushed himself to the highest point of the cemetery.

(End of this chapter)