remnants

When Nie Qing arrived at Guanyinshan Cemetery, it was less than 10 minutes before Su Yongdeng's burial ceremony officially started.

He parked the car and ran to the place Su Ji told him. Fortunately, it was surrounded by crowds and it was not difficult to find.

In fact, the tomb itself is enough to attract attention.

Covering an area of ​​more than ten square meters, the tall black gold sand marble tombstone stands in the north, surrounded by a magnificent and expensive fence that shows its ownership, the screen wall is towering, and the inscriptions like iron paintings and silver hooks are clearly written by famous artists. .

This is the cemetery that Su Yongdeng personally chose for himself before his death.

Nie Qing ran a few steps closer to him. Even though he was mentally prepared in advance, he was still a little surprised when he saw the people standing around the tombstone with his own eyes.

The person who is about to be buried is an influential figure in the entire province of Y, so the people who come to "watch the ceremony" naturally have to be of a comparable level.

Those big leaders at the provincial and municipal levels stood together in groups of three or four, and at least fifteen of Nie Qing could be named and remembered their positions. The level of people made him even more speechless.

Not only did a group of city bureau leaders headed by Nie Shenxing come, but also his uncle Nie Gongping, who was the deputy secretary of the Political and Legal Committee of Province y and also the executive deputy director of the Public Security Department of Province y, and Nie Gongping's direct superior. —— Li Changsheng, member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee of Province y, Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, Secretary of the Party Committee of the Provincial Public Security Department, and concurrently the Director of the Provincial Public Security Department, all came to express their condolences.

Nie Qing also saw that Hong Jiajia, who was wearing a black suit skirt, a black wide-brimmed top hat, and a plain face, was standing next to Li Changsheng, separated by two people.

Su Ji was standing in the center of the crowd at this time, with a pale face, he kept thanking those who came to express his concern. His thin body wrapped in a pure black suit seemed to be broken at any time.

And Nie Qing noticed that just behind Su Ji, there was another person in a wheelchair covered with a blanket looking at Su Ji with concern just like him.

Muxi Ze...why is he here?

Nie Qing felt a bit of doubt in his heart. He felt that he was not suitable to attend Su Yongdeng's funeral, no matter in terms of the relationship between Su Ji and Mu Xize, or Mu Xize's current physical condition.

However, since they have already come, there is naturally no reason to drive people away.

Nie Qing temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, walked through the crowd to Su Ji's side, pressed his shoulder lightly and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Nie Qing," Su Ji turned around and saw that it was him. The polite expression on his face that was used to deal with others relaxed a little, and he sighed slightly: "I'm fine. Just wait until the funeral is over... just wait until the funeral is over It's..."

"Well, go back and rest after the funeral." After Nie Qing finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at Mu Xi Ze silently. After the two exchanged an indescribable look, they looked away at the same time.

"It's about to start, I'll go and stand by the side first, call me anytime you need something." Nie Qing said to Su Ji again.

Su Ji nodded, "Thank you."

Nie Qing turned and retreated into the crowd, but did not stand beside Nie Shenxing.

Nie Shenxing watched his son walk to the side opposite to him, with his head lowered, not even willing to meet his eyes, he couldn't help sighing silently.

"Ah Qing, why did you still have trouble with you because of the previous incident?" Nie Gongping, who was next to Nie Shenxing, asked in a low voice.

Nie Shenxing sighed again, nodded and said: "Yes, he has been blaming me in his heart, and I have talked to him several times to no avail."

"That's because you haven't explained the truth to him yet." Nie Gongping paused, "He's not young now, so you, a father, have the obligation to explain to him what needs to be said."

"Brother, Ah Qing is not that temperamental, I think some things should not be rushed." Nie Shenxing's eyes fell on Nie Qing from afar.

Nie Gongping cleared his throat disapprovingly, "It takes temper. If you always let him go, of course he won't change—"

"What are you two discussing? It's so lively." Li Changsheng, who was standing on the other side of Nie Gongping, suddenly leaned over.

"Li Ting," Nie Shenxing looked at him, nodded his head slightly, as a greeting, "There is nothing to discuss, it's just family talk."

"It turns out to be a common saying, I'm so envious." Li Changsheng said with emotion, "Look at your family, you support most of the public security system in our province. You can help each other at critical times, and you can still meet each other when you meet each other. How nice to talk about homely things."

"Li Ting was joking again." Nie Gongping smiled flatly, "It's right for colleagues to help each other. As for the common words, as long as you are willing to come down and walk more often, there are some people who are willing to chat with you. Calluses are growing in my ears, and I don’t think it’s a good thing anymore.”

"Listen, Bureau Nie," Li Changsheng poked his head out and smiled at Nie Shenxing through Nie Gongping, "Our Director Nie is fine with everything, but he is too serious and doesn't like joking. No matter you and him He can give you more truth if he says anything, so don't be like him."

"Then I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Li Ting. We all have this kind of personality, and it's already established at this age." Nie Shenxing shrugged.

Li Changsheng couldn't help but shook his head helplessly, "As expected of brothers, our tempers are exactly the same. The work of our public security is tense and serious enough. If you don't let yourself relax more, you will wait for too much pressure and various physical problems to come to you later. When you come, don't blame me for not persuading you in advance."

"Well, thank you Li Ting." Nie Shenxing said politely.Nie Gongping also nodded.

Just at this time, the funeral had already officially started, and the three of them stood up straight in silence, returning to their serious expressions.

Six men in black suits carried a large golden nanmu coffin and approached slowly in neat steps until they reached the majestic tombstone, and placed the coffin firmly in the hole that had already been dug. beside.

"Actually, I thought there would be a memorial service before the burial..." Nie Qing, who was standing behind the people, heard someone whispering beside her.

"Yeah, I thought so too. I didn't expect the burial ceremony to be held directly." Another person echoed in a low voice.

Then someone whispered: "I heard that the relationship between President Su and his son is not very good. The two of them hadn't had much contact with each other for several years before President Su's death, so this time President Su passed away, maybe his son I just breathed a sigh of relief, why would I bother to hold a memorial service for his father..."

"Well, you can't see any sad feeling from his appearance just now, maybe he is secretly happy in his heart."

"My God, I suddenly got goosebumps when I said that... It is said that Dean Su died strangely. He didn't seem to have any fight with the murderer before his death, which means that he is very familiar with the murderer! It can't be——ouch!" The person who was speaking suddenly howled softly, and suddenly turned his head to look at him, "Who stepped on me?!"

"Sorry, I didn't see anyone here." Nie Qing glanced at him lightly and said.

"What?! I'm such a big living person standing here, you said you didn't see—" This person was suddenly dragged by the person next to him before the seizure was over, and the person gave him a wink, seeing that he was still angry The ground stuck to his ear and said something, and the man immediately lost his temper.

"Forget it, the situation is so serious now, I don't care about it for the time being." The man gave Nie Qing another look after speaking.

Nie Qing ignored him, and silently looked back at Su Ji.

He watched Su Ji standing haggardly next to the huge and exquisitely carved coffin, as if he would fall down when he pushed it. For some reason, the memory of Yu Youwen and Liang He in the mourning hall of the couple suddenly appeared in his mind. , the appearance of Yu Sheng.

He remembered that at that time, in the huge mourning hall, the portraits of Yu Youwen and Liang He were hung on the left and right respectively.

However, because everyone knew that Liang He was killed by Yu Youwen himself, and they all knew that Liang He was a second-level hero and the pride of the police, while Yu Youwen was a complete traitor and a disgrace to the police force, so On the same mourning hall, there was an endless stream of people from Liang He's side who came to express their condolences, but Yu Youwen's side was deserted, not even a few wreaths could be seen.

What made Nie Qing feel the most difficult to let go was that Yu Sheng's thin body was always kneeling in the middle of the two portraits in the mourning hall.

No one would pull him up, not even Nie Qing.

He just kept kneeling like that, buried his head deeply in his knees, his shoulders trembled from time to time, but no one heard him make a sound.

At that time, Nie Qing was thinking why these adults could be so cruel.

That's right, for the so-called sense of justice in their hearts, they can use "selective condolences" to express their love or hatred for different dead.

But have they thought about the rest of their lives?

Have they ever wondered how that 15-year-old boy would feel in his heart when faced with the completely different attitudes towards his deceased parents?

Would he wish that it would be better for no one to come than for these people to show their clear-cut banner in front of him.

What hero, what traitor...

For Yu Sheng, the two people lying there are his closest relatives.

……

Nie Qing was a little distracted by the memory.

He almost forgot where and when he was.

Until I heard a loud and sad "falling coffin".

The people around him, no matter they were real or not, started to wipe away their tears, and those with higher status and status were not suitable for crying on such occasions, so they all put on bitter faces , looking at the coffin with red eye circles being buried in the mud a little bit.

In Nie Qing's view, the acting skills of these people present are already enough to crush those "little fresh meat" on TV today.

When the burial ceremony finally ended, everyone's "sorrow" was just right.

Everyone went to comfort Su Ji one by one, said goodbye to him one by one, and then walked out of the cemetery with "painful" steps.

Nie Qing saw that Su Ji was surrounded by different people in turn. Although he was helpless, he couldn't help him. Fortunately, he saw that Mu Xize was still quietly waiting in the wheelchair, and knew that Su Ji would be accompanied by someone later. So I put aside my worries about him for the time being, and turned around to do what I should do today—find Hong Jiajia.

Hong Jiajia was standing with Li Changsheng talking.

Nie Qing was about to walk over, but was stopped by Nie Gongping first.

"Ah Qing, come here." Nie Gongping looked at his nephew, who was obviously ready to ignore him, and calmly put on the air of being a leader.

Nie Qing paused. After hesitating for two seconds, he finally turned to look at Nie Gongping, and called out, "Uncle."

"Remember that I'm your uncle?" Nie Gongping's eyes fell on him, and although his voice was not harsh, it sounded like a very obvious reproach, "After so many years of education, I don't know how to see my elders in the end. What should I do?"

"Uncle, I'm here to investigate the case. I don't have time to talk to you in detail. I'll ask you to forgive me later." Nie Qing lowered her head slightly and wanted to leave after speaking.

"Stop." Nie Gongping's expression darkened for a moment, and he stared at him, "I think you are getting better and better. Do you really think that no one in this family can control you?"

"Brother, it's not like you don't know what he looked like since he was a child. There's no reason to be angry with this bastard. Nie Qing, you said you want to investigate the case. Could there be any clues at this funeral?" Nie Shenxing interjected and asked.

Nie Gongping glanced at him when he heard the words, obviously very dissatisfied with his attitude, and Nie Qing had already taken the "step" handed by his father and said: "There are clues, I need to ask Director Hong about something."

"Director Hong?" Nie Shenxing and Nie Gongping couldn't help looking at each other, and at the same time glanced at Hong Jiajia who was talking to Li Changsheng. Nie Shenxing asked, "What do you need to ask Director Hong?"

"It's related to the star orphanage where she was the dean before. For the time being, I can only reveal so much." Nie Qing said that the conversation can be over.

Nie Shenxing and Nie Gongping naturally understood what he meant, one was about to let him go, but the other's face was even more gloomy.

"Since you want to investigate the case, of course I won't interfere with you." Nie Gongping said blankly, then suddenly changed the topic, "However, after so many days, there is no progress in solving this serial murder case. As the leader of the special case team, you should have an explanation to both the top and the bottom. Is it not too much for me to say that?"

"Not too much." Nie Qing said in a deep voice.

"Okay, then let's put one size at a time. Let's not talk about family affairs, just talk about business." Nie Gongping stared at Nie Qing seriously, "The office attaches great importance to this case, and originally planned to officially go to work next Monday A plenary meeting will be held later to focus on the progress of the case. However, I personally think that this matter is urgent, and every day that is delayed is more dangerous, and there are more possibilities that we cannot predict. Therefore, in order to supervise and assist in solving the case as soon as possible, I have decided to move the meeting forward to this evening."

"I object." Nie Qing suddenly raised his head and looked at Nie Gongping resolutely, "Uncle, please believe me, it is inconvenient to disclose the situation we have found at present in front of too many people, even within the police department , the less people know, the better. If you want me to share clues at the meeting, please forgive me for not being able to agree."

"Nie Qing." Nie Gongping's eyes suddenly darkened.

Nie Shenxing glanced at his son with helplessness and said, "Nie Qing, you have to remember that solving the case is not up to you alone. If the case remains unsolved, our entire city bureau and even the police in the whole province will be embarrassed. It's not going to look good. You need to let everyone know how it goes."

"I understand what you are saying, but if you don't agree, you don't agree. Since I was made the leader of the special case team, I should be responsible for all matters related to the case, otherwise you might as well dismiss me now " After Nie Qing finished speaking, he fixedly looked at the two elders and leaders in front of him, with neither humble nor overbearing expression.

"You are messing around!" Nie Gongping couldn't help but snapped.

"Yo ho, what's the matter?" Li Changsheng who was next to him turned his head when he heard the movement, looked at them and asked, "The two leaders of Nie Da, are you training your subordinates, or are you training your children?"

"It's nothing, it's just that some disagreements made Li Ting laugh." Nie Shenxing responded.

"You guys, is it because of this case?" Li Changsheng came over and asked.

"Yes—" Nie Shen hadn't finished speaking, but in a blink of an eye, he found that Nie Qing was no longer where he was.

It turned out that he bypassed Li Changsheng and went directly to Hong Jiajia.

"This child..." Nie Shenxing couldn't help sighing.

And Nie Qing had already walked straight in front of Hong Jiajia and greeted him politely, "Hello, Chief Hong."

Hong Jiajia was slightly surprised by his sudden appearance, but she still asked politely and friendlyly: "Hello, may I ask who you are?"

"My name is Nie Qing, and I'm the leader of the third action team of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Public Security Bureau." Nie Qing nodded in greeting.

"Comrade from the Public Security Bureau?" Hong Jiajia couldn't help being taken aback, "What can I do for you?"

"Well. Is it convenient for Fang to take a few minutes of your time? I want to talk to you alone." Nie Qing glanced at the few people who were listening behind him from the corner of his vision, and lowered his voice a little bit.

Hong Jiajia was still a little surprised, but after thinking for a moment, she nodded and said, "Okay, let's go out and talk, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to talk in the cemetery."

"Okay, then wait for me for a while, I'll go say hello to my friends and leave." Nie Qing said and glanced at Su Ji.

Hong Jiajia suddenly had a clear expression, "So you know Dean Su's son. Okay, I'll go out and wait for you first. My car is parked in Area B. It is a white BMW 735 with a license plate number ending in 1121. You can go directly to the parking place and find me in a while."

"Well, thank you for your willingness to cooperate. I'll be right there." After Nie Qing finished speaking, he walked quickly towards Su Ji, making Nie Gongping, who was still counting on continuing to teach him a lesson, almost turn blue with anger.

"Brother, forget it, you can talk about Nie Qing's affairs slowly later, the most important thing is to solve the case right now." Nie Shenxing helplessly smoothed things over for his son and his brother.

After a moment of silence, Nie Gongping suddenly sighed, and patted his shoulder gently, "Just get used to it." After speaking, he walked towards the exit first.

"Get used to it, Bureau Nie." Li Changcheng followed Nie Gongping closely, and patted Nie Shenxing on the shoulder as if joining in the fun, then walked away with a grin, leaving Nie Shenxing standing helplessly in place.

After all, he is also the director of the Public Security Bureau, and he has always been quite majestic and imposing in front of outsiders, but unfortunately, it doesn't work when he faces his son.

Nie Shenxing looked at Nie Qing who was standing next to Su Yongdeng's tombstone silently for a while, and finally turned around and left with a sigh, without staying any longer.

It seemed that he couldn't keep either of his two sons.