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Jiangcheng Cathedral.

"He is a good teacher and a close friend. He is willing to do all the little things for us, meticulous and not afraid of trouble. Throughout the whole process of our growth, he always watched and supported us silently with a fatherly attitude, teaching us by words and deeds. , using his own example to guide and inspire our growth..."

The above is part of Fang Chengmo's eulogy, a very pertinent evaluation.

At Fang Chengmo's funeral, many people sat in the church.

Today is the last day to say goodbye to this great figure in mathematics. It is normal that many people come.

Except for relatives, most of them are from the academic circle, including some of Mr. Fang's friends and many students.

Lin Yaoxin was wearing a solemn women's suit and sat at the front. Sitting next to her was Sister Yan.

As for her father, Lin Hongyuan, he did not appear in the auditorium.

Well, for Lin Yaoxin, this is not an unexpected thing.

Miss Lin was sitting there at the moment. She could hear her grandfather's eulogy, but she couldn't understand a single word.

She just sat there like that, not thinking about anything, her heart was blank, very empty...

Occasionally, one or two emotions or memories would flash up somewhere in her mind and then disappear quickly. It's like a slippery catfish that's impossible to hold.

With the help of Gu Yi's potion, Fang Chengmo spent a wonderful three days.

During these three days, he and Lin Yaoxin talked a lot. Among them, the one that Lin Yaoxin remembered the most was this sentence——

"If an elder cannot make the younger generation accept his own death, then he is unqualified."

So, according to this sentence, is Fang Chengmo a qualified elder?

Lin Yaoxin couldn't tell.

She can't even explain her state now. It's like she has lost the ability to react, forgotten where she hurts, and how to feel sad.

Perhaps the so-called "loss" brings the greatest pain to people, not at the moment when precious things are lost.

Instead, it was hidden in many scenes a long time later.

It might be the courtyard where the old yellow dog lies in the summer evening, or it might be the dining table under the dim light during dinner time...

When I was in these once extremely familiar scenes, I suddenly remembered that some things are still there, but some people will never come back.

At this time, this feeling is the most painful and the longest.

……

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Anyway, when Lin Yaoxin paid attention to her surroundings again, she was already in the crematorium.

At this moment, she was sitting on a bench side by side with Sister Yan.

Fang Chengmo's mourning has ended, and his body has now been pushed into the incineration chamber.

Lin Yaoxin stood up from the bench. Her head was still in a mess and she wanted to take a breath.

She glanced around. Most of the people who had attended the memorial had left. Now those who followed them to the crematorium were almost all close relatives of the Fang family.

Therefore, the people present now are all people Lin Yaoxin knows. Even if they don't know each other, they are all familiar faces.

But in the end, Lin Yaoxin's eyes fell on a corner in the distance, where the rear of an SUV was exposed.

Beside the car stood two men in suits and sunglasses.

Although she glanced at them from a distance, Lin Yaoxin could tell that she had never seen these two men.

"Sister Yan, do you know the people over there?" Lin Yao asked in her heart to Sister Yan beside her.

Sister Yan glanced in the direction indicated by Lin Yaoxin, and then shook her head: "I don't know, he's not one of our people. It should be other family members of the deceased."

Sister Yan's statement sounds very reasonable.

"Are there other family members of the deceased..." Lin Yaoxin's attention still didn't come back from there.

At this time, all I saw was that three more men got out of the SUV. They were also hunky-backed and wearing suits and sunglasses.

Five men worked together and roughly dragged a red-painted coffin from the back of the car.

After these men in suits dragged the coffin out and carried it, they walked straight past the two crematorium staff and walked into the incineration room.

"There's something wrong over there..." Lin Yaoxin whispered to herself.

As for the family members of the deceased, the number of people there was too small, there seemed to be only five people, and it didn't give people the feeling that the family members of the deceased should have at all.

And, more importantly, Lin Yaoxin felt that the attitude of these five men towards the coffin was too rough...

In short, something is wrong.

In essence, Lin Yaoxin is a girl who advocates science and believes in science. This can be seen from her major.

However, most of the time, she trusts her instincts.

Things that don't feel right just aren't right.

In Lin Yaoxin's view, at this time, instead of just standing there guessing and thinking, it would be better to just go up and take a look.

Lin Yaoxin did the same thing when she was dealing with the missing key to the chemical laboratory. She just went and took a look.

As a result, Gu Yi was caught on the spot.

This is Miss Lin's style of acting. She doesn't talk too much nonsense and doesn't have so many empty-headed things. If she doesn't agree with you, she will directly point it in the face.

Therefore, Lin Yaoxin immediately moved towards the door of the incineration chamber.

"Xiao Yao, where are you going? The toilet is over here..." Sister Yan obviously didn't react to Lin Yaoxin's actions.

Since the SUV was parked relatively close to the incineration room, by the time Miss Lin walked to the door, the four men in suits had already been inside for a while.

Lin Yao didn't say any more nonsense and started to rush into the incineration room.

Almost at the same time, the two staff at the door stopped her quickly: "Miss, you can't go in here."

Lin Yaoxin: "I want to see my grandpa."

Staff: "Miss, as a family member of the deceased, we can understand your feelings, but we have regulations and you are really not allowed to enter here."

Lin Yaoxin didn't want to push her any further.

Are these two staff members cheating?

I can't go in, why can those guys in suits get in?

Since you can't solve the problem with words, try doing it with your hands.

So, it was too late, but soon, Miss Lin took action.

She used a speed that the two staff members could not react to, and struck one of them on the back of the neck with a sharp knife.

This blow hit that staff member and threw him to the ground.

The situation of another employee was not much better. He watched his companion being knocked down by a girl before he could do anything.

Lin Yaoxin then turned around and elbowed him, hitting him hard on the right cheek.

The poor staff member only felt a pain in his cheek, and then his vision went black and he fell heavily to the ground.

A clean strike, a precise and powerful blow.

Lin Yaoxin was still the same Lin Yaoxin who could kick Lin Kun far away with one kick.

After quickly taking care of the two staff members at the door, the door of the incineration room opened by itself before Miss Lin could kick it open.

Of the five men in suits, one man walked in front, and the other four walked out carrying the coffin.

The man walking at the front was very tall. The first thing he did after coming out was to stand in front of Lin Yaoxin.

"Miss, you have no right to do this." The man gestured to the two staff members who were hit with his chin.

The man's Chinese was a bit stiff and uncomfortable to listen to. He was probably not Chinese, but Korean or Neon.

During the gap between the man in the outer area and Lin Yaoxin, the four teammates behind him had already carried the coffin out of the incinerator door.

Seeing that the men in suits were about to leave, Lin Yaoxin had to make a choice.

She did not immediately choose to confront the man in the suit, but took a deft step and passed through the open door of the incineration chamber.

Inside the incineration room, there was an operator, but the second body could not be seen. Only one incinerator was in working condition.

In this open incinerator, an uncovered body is about to be pushed completely inside.

The body was still exposed from the ankles to the feet, which were a pair of dead gray, somewhat fat male feet.

But what is certain is that this is definitely not Fang Chengmo's foot.

You know, Fang Chengmo, who has been tortured by cancer for a long time, does not have much muscle and fat under his withered skin...

"Stop!" Lin Yaoxin shouted loudly.

But the operator had no intention of stopping.

pat!

The crematorium was quickly and completely closed.

The body inside was burned under the high temperature...