I am a funeral anchor, and the one who pays attention to the whole network is scared to death!

This news caused heated discussions on the Internet, and even the takeaway software was pushing the news, so Zhang Fan naturally received it.

"Big man... I'm so curious, what kind of big man have I offended?"

For these nonsense, Zhang Fan originally wanted to post a video to refute, but after thinking about it confidently, someone was indeed targeting him.

It seems that sooner or later we have to figure things out, and then slap these rhythm dogs in the face.

"Dog system, why don't you talk now?"

……

At exactly ten o'clock, Zhang Fan and Zhao Yong went to a cemetery in Nancheng under the leadership of Liu Jun's mentor and apprentice.

Chapter 102 Wang Kai: I promise not to do anything

"Brother Zhang Fan, take the time to make a copy of the surveillance camera in your store."

In the car, Liu Jun said: "I told Xiao Shan about this just now, and he took it very seriously. After all, this kind of thing didn't happen once or twice."

"What? Do you still have the means to deal with this method?" Zhang Fan asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, the level is not enough, but I guess, Xiao Shan is not close." Liu Jun thought for a while and said: "Anyway, since someone was injured and called the police, I still have to monitor it."

"Okay, I'll send it to you when I go back." Zhang Fan nodded slightly and didn't ask any more questions.

……

Half an hour later, the group arrived at the cemetery.

After checking the location, Liu Jun took Zhang Fan and others to the grave of the deceased.

"That's it."

Liu Jun pointed to the photo on the tombstone, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that I just graduated from university."

Zhang Fan nodded, and he and Zhao Yong stepped forward to burn some funeral supplies brought from the store for the deceased.

On the tombstone, in addition to the name, there are birth date, time of death and parents' names.

Looking at the content on the tombstone, Zhao Yong frowned, and said in a concentrated voice: "The God of Cookery, Xixiu, should not die young."

After the words fell, everyone looked at Zhao Yong one after another.

"Zhao Yong, what do you mean by that?" Liu Jun asked doubtfully.

"nothing……"

Zhao Yong shook his head. Although Liu Jun's master and apprentice were puzzled, they didn't ask too much.

The two master and apprentice stood behind and could only see Zhao Yong's back.

However, Zhang Fan saw a golden light in Zhao Yong's eyes.

As Zhao Yong's face gradually became serious, the golden light became brighter and hotter, and then began to spin.

Like two rounds of scorching sun, it is against the flames produced by burning ghost coins in front of the tombstone.

Suppress, absorb.

After a while, Zhao Yong slowly closed his eyes, as if he was comprehending something.

"Brother Zhang Fan, where did you get your Mingbi? I've never seen such black smoke from burning paper." Liu Jun said abruptly.

"Huh?" Zhang Fan said casually, "It's a formal channel, maybe it's because of the weather."

"Ok."

Liu Jun didn't ask much about this.

After the worship, the group left the cemetery and got back in the car.

Liu Jun didn't know the purpose of their trip, but he had some guesses in his heart and asked tentatively, "Brother Zhang Fan, do you have any ideas?"

"I have no idea. Compared with him, my employees are lucky."

Zhang Fan shook his head slightly, and asked back: "Brother Liu, I see a cemetery, it seems to be operated by a third party?"

"That's right, it's the place where Nan Sheng was buried." Liu Jun nodded, and whispered: "Gossip, there were many companies competing at the beginning, including companies from other places, but the geomantic omen of this land seems to be unsatisfactory. People dared to accept it, so it fell into the hands of Nansheng Funeral."

"At that time, Nansheng Funeral had just started. Now, good guy, there are branches in several neighboring cities."

"I think, the boss of Nansheng Funeral has something in his hand."

"That's it." Zhang Fan smiled and didn't say much.

Zhao Yong said silently: "There is something, but this land is a treasure land of geomantic omen."

"Oh? Brother Zhao Yong, what you said..."

Liu Jun opened his mouth to ask, but after seeing Zhao Yong with his eyes closed tightly, he turned to look at Zhang Fan and said:

"Haha, Brother Zhang Fan, the employees of your store have very special personalities."

"No, I'll get to know you a few more times."

"..."

At 11:30, Zhang Fan and Zhao Yong returned to the funeral shop, while Liu Jun and his disciples were also sent to the Security Bureau by the way.

The store door was half down, Zhang Fan asked urgently: "How about Brother Yong, did you find anything?"

"Have."

Zhao Yong nodded, then picked up the pen and paper, and wrote down a series of messages:

Gong Juntong, male.

In the year of Yisi, the month of Wuyin, the day of Yisi, the third quarter of the hour, a native of Nancheng.

"It's detailed enough."

Looking at the content on the note, Zhang Fan expressed emotion and asked, "Are you still in Nancheng?"

"No. 36, Donghu Street." Zhao Yong thought puzzledly.

"I lost it?" Zhang Fan showed surprise, and said, "Is there any more?"

"Single eyelids, lying silkworm eyebrows, hooked nose..."

"Forget it."

Zhao Yong's speech was average, Zhang Fan interrupted: "I'd better let Liu Jun help to investigate, since there is a suspicion, it should be fine."

"That's fine." Zhao Yong nodded and said, "But please remember to mention that he may be called Gong Dashan now."

"Ok."

Zhang Fan nodded in response, then picked up his phone and sent Liu Jun a message.

"Okay, let's go eat some food, and then bring some to Wang Kai and Li Xiaohui."

After sending the message, Zhang Fan and Zhang Fan left the funeral shop and found a restaurant nearby.

After they were full, they brought Wang Kai a portion and packed some soup for Li Xiaohui, and they rushed to the hospital.

……

10 minutes later, Nancheng First Hospital.

In a ward.

Li Xiaohui's life is not in danger and she is sleeping soundly.

"There is nothing wrong with the person, and he can be discharged from the hospital within two days."

After seeing Zhang Fan and Zhang Fan, Wang Kai cut to the chase and said, "Have you found the murderer?"

"No." Zhao Yong shook his head.

Wang Kai glanced at Zhao Yong and said, "You lied to me?"

As he said that, Wang Kai stretched out his hand to reach out to Zhao Yong, and got the note that recorded Master Gong.

"Wang Kai, you'd better not be impulsive." Zhao Yong discouraged.

"Impulse? What did I do?"

Wang Kai smiled slightly and said, "The murderer has been found, can you find the evidence?"

Zhao Yong didn't speak, but shook his head. He has evidence, but the evidence has no credibility.

"Special people should be treated in a special way." Wang Kai continued:

"Don't worry, I will sleep well at home tonight."

Zhang Fan could hear the conversation between the two clearly, but he didn't want to intervene for the time being.

"Ding ding ding..."

At this time, Zhang Fan's cell phone rang, and it was Liu Jun calling.

"Hey, Brother Liu, is there any progress?"

"Yes, Brother Zhang Fan, I just found out that this man named Gong Dashan has been working in Nansheng Funeral for ten years, but, after all, he is not suspected now, and it is not convenient for us to investigate more things."

"Okay, got it, thank you Brother Liu."

"..."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Fan's expression was not very good.

What happened yesterday was really done by Nansheng Funeral...

The methods were too dirty, and the unsolved case Liu Jun was talking about probably had something to do with them.

Wang Kai heard the content of the conversation between the two of them clearly.

After a brief silence, he smiled and said, "Boss, Nan Sheng Funeral, I heard that the cemetery contracted by them is not very good in geomantic omen, has any evil happened?"

"I don't know." Zhang Fan shook his head and asked back, "What's the matter, are you going to show them Feng Shui?"

"I don't know this. Fengshui is Zhao Yong's strong point." Wang Kai said meaningfully: "However, Fengshui is not good enough, and strange things will happen sooner or later."

"Hey, you're useless."

Hearing this, Zhao Yong helplessly shook his head.

After listening to the intriguing conversation between the two, Zhang Fan was also at a loss. He simply stopped thinking about it and said:

"Brother Yong, you take the money from the store for the medical expenses. I still have to go to the hall in the afternoon to get the certificate from the cemetery."

"Row."

"..."

After staying in the hospital for more than an hour, Zhang Fan returned to the store.

He wanted to withdraw the application materials, but what he didn't expect was that.

At this time, a large group of people had already gathered at the entrance of the funeral shop.

In addition to the onlookers, there is also a handsome reporter.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan felt a headache. He wanted to enter through the back door, but the program crew had already spotted Zhang Fan and chased after him with the machine on his shoulder.

"Brother Funeral, may I ask what happened in your shop last night?"

"Do you have anything to say about the violent beating of employees?"

"You look like you don't care. Are employees just working machines in your eyes?"

"Mr. Zhang Fan, please answer my question, will things like this happen often in the future?"

"If you don't speak, does that mean you acquiesce?"

Dig!

After a series of questions from the reporter, Zhang Fan immediately wanted to scold his mother.

There is no room for speech at all. Are you here for an interview or a sentence?

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Taking advantage of the gap between the other party's speech, Zhang Fan quickly interrupted: "This matter is still under investigation for the time being. Are you here to comfort the injured without waiting for the result?"

"It can also be said, how is the employee doing now? Have you visited it?" The reporter then asked.