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Chapter 654 Shadow (Da Zhang asks for a monthly pass)

"This is Mr. and Mrs. Carvey's urn,"

In the bright and quiet hall of the funeral home, the staff in simple and simple clothes brought two connected urns to the small table in front of He Ao.

"According to your previous order, your service fee this time, including body disposal, cremation, and urn, is a total of 4574 federal currency."

The staff took a look at He Ao's old face, and put the ultra-thin tablet computer in front of He Ao, "After deducting the 1000 Federal currency prepayment you paid before, you still need to pay the final payment of 3574 Federal currency. Please take a look at the details of the expenses."

He Ao lowered his head and looked at the tablet handed over by the staff.

The tablet listed various expenses in detail, including 500 Federal Dollars for the couple's urn, 1800 Federal Dollars for the cremation of two people, 200 Federal Dollars for the obituary published in the news media, 550 Federal Dollars for two sets of shrouds and transportation of the remains.

In addition, there is also a funeral fee on this, which is a total of 1524 federal currency for two people.

"Old man, you know,"

Seeing He Ao's eyes on the cost of the funeral, the staff explained, "Your son and daughter-in-law... the last part of the funeral is a bit difficult, and the cost is inevitably a bit high. I have tried my best to help you in other places. You have chosen an affordable project, but there is really no way to do this.”

"I know,"

He Ao nodded slightly, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

It is understandable that the cost of funeral makeup is expensive, because the body of Xito's son and daughter-in-law was already bloody when it was sent to the funeral home.

Carvey and his wife were not found at the scene of the car accident. They were found in a corner of an alleyway in South City by a scavenger who was responsible for cleaning up the unknown corpses.

At that time, Carvey and his wife had been dead for at least two days. There were obvious marks of vehicle impact on their bodies, and their bodies were bloody and bloody, and their appearance and shape could hardly be distinguished.

However, before his death, Carvey and his wife spelled out Carvey's social security card number on the ground. The scavenger found the social security card number and contacted the police, and then the police contacted Xito.

South City is the most chaotic area in San Jon City, full of gang members, dead bodies may be found at the end of any alley, and there is almost no city surveillance, so in the end the Carveys only roughly determined that it was a car accident, and they Sito got in touch.

When the police in Nancheng saw Xito, they also made it clear to Xito that in the situation in Nancheng, it was almost impossible to catch the murderer and let Xito mourn.

In fact, without the social security number that Carvey wrote last, the Carveys might have been thrown into the scavenger's corpse truck, cremated with countless unknown dead, and the ashes were dragged to the wilderness and buried in a random place up.

Xito will not know the whereabouts of his son until his death.

He Ao turned his gaze back to the expense list in front of him.

The funeral home was recommended by the young policeman who contacted Xito at the time.

Nothing fancy, just cheap.

Usually, without a memorial service, the funeral expenses for a deceased person in San Jon are around 3000 to 4000 federal dollars.

The two of Kavey and his wife only cost more than 4000 federal dollars, including the cost of making up the bloody couple, which is indeed very cheap.

"Is a credit card acceptable?"

He Ao raised his bracelet and looked at the staff.

"of course."

The staff immediately took out a cash register, entered the amount, and scanned He Ao's bracelet.

Accompanied by a light beep of 'Di——', the payment was over, and He Ao took back the bracelet.

At this moment, the payment information from the credit card company is displayed on the wristband.

As he got older, Xito seldom made large purchases, so the credit card limit was vacant.

In contrast, after his wife's serious illness, his savings have been stretched. In fact, his current cash savings are only 10740 federal currency.

After deducting the 3574 Federal Coins just paid, in fact, his assets are only more than 7000 Federal Coins left.

"The detailed bill has been sent to your email." After confirming that the payment has arrived, the staff collected the cash machine, "Remember to check it."

Then he withdrew the tablet, clicked it, opened a new interface, and handed it to He Ao, "Here are the prices for the couple's cemetery in several cemeteries in San Jon City. Do you want to see if you need it?"

He Ao lowered his head and looked at the interface displayed on the tablet.

At this moment, most of the entire screen is a photo of a huge cemetery surrounded by jungle, and the advertisement slogan of the cemetery is below.

[Pure natural plants, exclusive afternoon sunshine, surrounded by beautiful jungles, semi-open park, beautiful music played regularly every day, allowing your family to sleep in a comfortable and comfortable environment, special shocking price, only 19.99! ]
There is a bracket below, and a line of tiny characters in the brackets, (valid for 20 years).

"Oh sorry, not this one."

The staff immediately withdrew the tablet and tapped it a few more times, "Mr., I just ordered wrongly."

Then he handed the tablet back again, "These cemeteries are relatively good. Although the plants are man-made landscapes, the overall scenery is very good. I am also familiar with the cemetery management companies, and they are all relatively reliable. These cemeteries Compared with their price, it is very affordable, and there is also an imitation stone tombstone."

He glanced at He Ao, and then at Jia Qian who was sitting next to He Ao, "Actually, the cemetery doesn't need to be too demanding. Children will need to spend money to go to school in the future. When you are old, save some money for emergencies." You can also have a bottom in your heart."

He paused, "Anyway, this cemetery is valid for 20 years, and we have to buy it again after 20 years. If our child becomes famous in the future, we can move a good cemetery for our parents."

He Ao looked down at the cemeteries displayed on the tablet. This time, the price of these cemeteries became about 5000 federal coins.

Xito himself had seen some couples’ cemeteries on the Internet before. The general price was around [-] yuan, and the scenery was not as good as the one on this tablet.

He Ao looked up at the urn on the table, "I haven't decided what cemetery to buy yet, I'll contact you in two days, is that okay?"

"certainly,"

The staff took back the tablet, "If you have my contact information, you can contact me at any time if you need it. I will try my best to keep these cemeteries for you."

Then he glanced at the urn on the table, "Wait a minute, I'll find you a suitcase to pack it in."

Then he got up hastily and left his seat.

Howe turned his gaze to the side.

From the very beginning, Jia Qian hadn't spoken, but stared at the urn in a daze.

At this time, the girl seemed to realize that she was being watched, she turned her head, and gently grabbed He Ao's finger, "Grandpa."

He Ao slowly grabbed his granddaughter's little hand.

While the two were talking, a staff member came over with a black suitcase, and he said to He Ao, "This is a gift."

Then he opened the suitcase in his hand, revealing the hollowed-out sea surface, put the two urns in, closed the lid, and handed it to He Ao, "This will be convenient for you to carry."

"Thank you."

He Ao stood up, took the suitcase with his hand, then picked up the crutch that was leaning on the table, and hung it on the suitcase.

"You're welcome," the staff member smiled, "You can contact me anytime if you need anything."

Then he sent He Ao all the way to the door, until he watched He Ao staggeringly leading his granddaughter and disappearing into the crowd.

In the end, he sighed softly, shook his head, and walked back to the funeral home.

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On the way to the bus stop, Cathy kept staring at the suitcase in Ho Ao's hand.

This suitcase is not completely black, it is dotted with patterns that look like stars.

"grandfather,"

The girl raised her head and looked at the row upon row of tall buildings above her head. The tall sky seemed to be dough squeezed by the buildings, leaving only a long thin line. "Are there really many stars in the sky?"

"Well," He Ao looked up at the sky and the dim light under his feet, then nodded, "There are many."

There are no stars in San Jon.

As one of the largest grain-producing cities in the Federation, sunshine is one of the most scarce resources here.

Every factory tries its best to build taller buildings and adopt the latest light-gathering technology to obtain more light resources.

These towering steel jungles, like real jungles, strive to grow taller for the gift of the sun.

At night, these factories will use artificial light sources to promote the growth of plants, making the whole city full of light, mixed with colorful neon lights, covering the night and the stars.

"Grandpa, where can we see the stars?"

Jia Qian raised her head curiously until her little head was almost parallel to the ground, trying to find traces of stars in the sky in the narrow gap between buildings.

"In the wilderness, or where there are not so many tall buildings and lights."

He Ao reached out and rubbed his granddaughter's head.

"Oh."

Jia Qian nodded half understanding.

She lowered her head, glanced around, and finally stopped at a small cart booth not far in front of them.

It was a stall selling ice cream.

"Want to eat?"

He Ao lowered his head and looked at his granddaughter.

Jia Qian glanced at Grandpa, hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.

He Ao smiled, and walked to the booth with his granddaughter, "How many ice cream cones?"

"1.5 Federal currency one, 2.5 Federal currency two."

The stall owner glanced at He Ao and said quickly.

Just as He Ao was about to ask for one, he felt Jiaqian scratching his palm with two fingers.

So he changed his tune and said, "Two."

"Okay, what flavor do you want?"

The boss quickly pulled out two cone skins, "There are vanilla, strawberry, original flavor, and mango."

"Uncle, I want a vanilla and a strawberry, thank you."

Jia Qian, who was not as tall as the booth, raised her hands so that her little hands could go over the table of the booth and be seen by the boss.

"it is good."

The boss glanced at Jia Qian and smiled.

He put the cone in his hand under the ice cream machine, carefully pressed the button, and let the ice cream with some spots flow out from the outlet.

His movements were very skilled, and he quickly made two ice creams.

Ho raised his bracelet to pay.

"Here, little sister, your ice cream."

The boss handed two ice creams to Jiaxi.

"Thank you uncle,"

Jia Qian took the ice cream excitedly, "Goodbye, uncle."

Usually, fast food restaurants use machine-pressed ice cream cones, the ice cream will only be rolled two and a half times, and half of the space inside the cone skin is hollow.

And the boss rolled them three times, and the inside of the cone was also compacted.

"Goodbye."

The store owner said goodbye to Jia Qian with a smile.

Holding two ice creams in her hand, Jiaxi's steps became a little lighter.

This time she walked in front of He Ao, and handed the vanilla ice cream to He Ao, "Grandpa eat."

He Ao looked at Jia Qian who was holding the ice cream over her head, and paused.

Xito likes to eat vanilla-flavored ice cream. When he first brought his granddaughter, as long as the granddaughter wanted ice cream and did not specify, he would usually buy vanilla-flavored ice cream for his granddaughter.

Because he thinks it's delicious.

"Grandpa eats."

Seeing that He Ao didn't respond, Jia Qian put the ice cream in front of He Ao again.

"Okay, grandpa eat."

He Ao took the ice cream, looking at the expectant little cheek under the ice cream, he took a bite of the ice cream and smiled, "It's delicious."

"hey-hey."

Cathy lowered her head and began to eat her own ice cream.

The two ate ice cream and got on the bus.

"Grandpa, where are we going next?"

Sitting in the back row, Jia Qian took a sip of the ice cream, with pink spots on her lips, and asked in a low voice.

"Go back to Mom and Dad's house first," He Ao glanced out the window and said slowly, "See if there is anything left."

Vaguely, in a dark alleyway outside the bus, he saw a moving shadow.

From one moment on, the shadow has been around the corner, chasing the bus he's on.

The bus soon arrived at the platform near Xito's son's house. He Ao took his granddaughter to get off the bus. While getting off the bus, he vaguely saw the shadow again in the corner of a certain alleyway.

He Ao didn't make a sound, but looked up at the building not far away. The dark room that caught fire last night was very eye-catching in the clean building.

He picked himself up, suitcase and cane in one hand, and his granddaughter in the other, and quickly entered the building.

And at this moment, a woman with brown-blond hair below the building caught a glimpse of He Ao's back among the scattered crowd, and then she quickly chased after him without hesitation.

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Ding--

With the elevator door slowly opening.

The woman took a deep breath.

She is a little nervous now.

It was not the first time for her to come to this floor. After confirming that the house that caught fire last night was in this building, she came here to take a look around in advance to familiarize herself with the environment.

After that, she went downstairs and stayed near the building.

The reason she was nervous was because she saw someone who looked like the old gentleman last night, but she couldn't confirm it, so she could only follow behind others like a pervert.

But now, it's time to reveal the mystery.

If she read correctly, the old gentleman should be on this floor right now, even in the burning house.

She took another deep breath, stepped out of the elevator, and quickly walked out of the elevator room.

The burning house is not far from the elevator, just exit the elevator room and turn right, the room at the deepest part of the corridor.

She raised her head, turned right, and looked into the deepest part of the corridor.

The first thing that caught her eyes was a slightly deformed door that opened.

When she came here just now, the door was still closed.

A trace of excitement lingered in her heart, and her gaze continued to rise, and she saw the back of the old man standing behind the door, leaning on a cane, and wearing a neat suit.

A smile evoked on her face as the boulder fell to the ground, and she stepped forward, walking towards the direction of the house.

That's when she saw a wriggling shadow hanging from the burned ceiling of the house.

It was a twisted, worm-like monster with countless tiny fleshy feet.

At this moment, the monster was unfolding its body and pounced towards the old man's back.

"careful!"

The woman reached out to touch her waist and shouted.

And at the same time she shouted, the monster had already jumped into the air, about to envelop the old man's back.

At this time, her hand hadn't touched the sharp blade at her waist.

It seems that everything is too late.

puff--

The sound of sharp objects piercing flesh came suddenly.

The tip of a crutch with a little bit of mud pierced through the body of the worm monster, and then, a hand pierced through the hole pierced by the crutch, grabbed the worm monster's body, and exerted force.

tear-

The monster, which was close to the height of a person, was torn apart like flimsy paper, and was discarded on the ground like garbage.

The woman's expression and movements froze in place, and the hand reaching for the weapon at her waist also stopped in mid-air.

In her field of vision, in the center of the flesh and ruins, an old man with gray hair and a straight body took out a white silk scarf from the inner pocket of his suit, and slowly wiped his blood-stained palms.

He looked up and saw the woman standing at the door.

(End of this chapter)