Song Jiang knew that Shao Jun and Wu Lei were police officers and it was their duty to raise doubts about the cause of Zhou Shiwu's death. However, since there was no suspicion of homicide in Zhou Shiwu's death, the statement brought by Lawyer Luo was Legally speaking, no one has the right to conduct an autopsy on Zhou Shiwu’s body...
When Wu Lei saw that Song Jiang was silent, he pulled him aside and asked in a low voice, "What happened? How could a man as strong as Zhou Shiwu die suddenly?"
Song Jiang adjusted his mood and said, "Fifth brother... his heart has not been feeling well recently. I... I asked him to take time to check it out. I didn't expect... I didn't expect that it would be like this."
Wu Lei saw that Song Jiang had been trying to calm down his emotions, so he didn't ask any more questions. He just patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, is there anyone else in his family? Who will handle the funeral affairs?"
"I'll do it...I'll handle it." Song Jiang said in a deep voice.
Unexpectedly, at this time, Deng Kai hurriedly came over and said, "Fifth brother had a bad relationship with his family in his early years. After his parents passed away, he had no contact with him anymore, so he entrusted me with the full authority to handle his funeral affairs before his death. Song Jiang... Just give me a try."
Song Jiang didn't have any objections to this. He nodded and said, "Okay... just watch it."
Wu Lei, on the other hand, looked puzzled after hearing this, thinking to himself, how can we have to fight with each other to arrange the funeral arrangements? Isn’t it about dividing the inheritance? !
Although Deng Kai said that he had full authority to handle Zhou Shiwu's funeral, in fact he didn't know how to handle it at all. In the end, Wu Lei reminded him, "Since you don't agree with the autopsy... then contact the funeral home for cremation. "
Deng Kai: "No... the body still needs to be cremated?"
Wu Lei was speechless and said, "What? Are you planning to take it back to Beidu and be cremated!?"
Song Jiang knew as soon as he heard that Deng Kai was also a second-hand swordsman, so he said to him, "Go and communicate with that lawyer Luo, and leave the cremation matter to me..."
In the afternoon of that day, Song Jiang and Meng Zhe went to the largest shopping mall in the county, intending to buy a new suit of clothes and trousers for Zhou Shiwu. They spotted a set of casual suits that Zhou Shiwu usually wears most often in a men's clothing brand. The waiter Seeing that Song Jiang was a man who was not short of money, he kept promoting the latest autumn and winter styles that had just been launched in the store. Song Jiang chose from several colors, and finally chose black, which Zhou Shiwu liked to wear the most.
When the waiter heard that he bought it for someone else, he enthusiastically said to Song Jiang, "Sir, if the size doesn't fit, you can take it back and exchange it at any time..."
After hearing this, Song Jiang waved his hands and said, "No, you can only wear this dress once. If it really doesn't fit, I will come back and buy a larger size."
The young waiter wanted to say something more as soon as she heard this, but her colleague who was a few years older told her to stop. After Song Jiang and Meng Zhe left, she said to the young colleague who was not convinced, "Are you Are you stupid? They are here to buy shrouds... Do you dare to change the clothes that a dead person has tried on?"
"Shroud? Why would anyone buy such a new style as a shroud?" The young waiter looked puzzled.
The older waiter sighed after hearing this and said, "What do you know...there are no young or old on Huangquan Road."
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When Zhou Shiwu was grooming and changing clothes, Wu Lei accompanied Song Jiang. After all, he had a lot of experience in this area. Song Jiang looked at Zhou Shiwu, who was talking and laughing with him a day ago. Now that he was lying lifelessly in the freezer, he felt really bad.
At this time, Wu Lei took out a pair of scissors and cut off all Zhou Shiwu's clothes with three strokes. Song Jiang was surprised when he saw it and asked, "What are you doing?!"
Wu Lei said without raising his head after hearing this, "Do you still want the clothes on him?"
"No……"
"That's it, it's easier to cut it than to take it off during our autopsy..." Wu Lei said while his hands were not idle, and he quickly pulled off all the rags on Zhou Shiwu's body.
At the same time, the two of them were immediately shocked by Zhou Shiwu's scars. They saw that his whole body was covered with large and small old scars. At first glance, he looked like a man with a story. Even Wu Lei was shocked. I couldn't help but sigh, "This fifth brother of yours is really a cruel person... Look at the scars on this body. Are there knife wounds, gunshot wounds, and burns? Look at these places, they are all fatal." Judging from the age of the injuries, he should have suffered them when he was in his twenties. Song Jiang, do you really know Zhou Shiwu? With just these scars, he is definitely a desperado!"
After hearing this, Song Jiang said in a deep voice, "Everyone is gone...what's the point of talking about this? Hurry up and put on the clothes and shoes for Brother Five."
After everything was sorted, Wu Lei helped contact the staff of the funeral home to finalize the cremation time. Since Song Jiang was not particular about it, the time was set for the next morning. Although there was no memorial ceremony, Shao Jun and Wu Lei, Li Peidong and several people who had dealt with Zhou Shiwu also went to the scene... After a simple farewell to the body, Zhou Shiwu's body was sent to the cremator, still wearing a hospital gown. Gu Hao then recited a rebirth mantra, which was regarded as sending Zhou Shiwu on his last journey.
After Song Jiang waited outside for more than an hour, the staff handed a white porcelain jar to his hands. When he thought that a big man like Zhou Shiwu would end up with only such a small jar... he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Congested. It's not that Song Jiang has never experienced the death of a relative before, but he was still young at that time, and all the matters were handled by the elders in the family, so he didn't feel as deeply as this time.
After returning to the hotel in the afternoon, Song Jiang said to Meng Zhe worriedly, "Where do you think Fifth Brother is now?"
Meng Zhe said in a funny tone, "You should be waiting in line to enter the Hell Gate."
Song Jiang sighed after hearing this, "Do you think Fifth Brother is a good person or a bad person?!"
Meng Zhe snorted, "Then it depends on who is right? He must be a good person to you, and he should have nothing to say to his friends and brothers, but his evil aura is not for nothing. He must have been in his early twenties. I have done a lot of evil, so it’s hard to say whether it’s good or bad to go to the underworld.”
When Song Jiang heard this, he quickly said, "Can you..."
"Can't..." Meng Zhe said coldly.
"You know you can't do it even before I say it?!" Song Jiang said angrily.
Meng Zhe snorted coldly and said, "Don't I know you yet? The Yins have their own set of procedures to judge whether a person is good or evil in life. How can you, a mere mortal, interfere at will?!"
In fact, Song Jiang didn't want to interfere. He just wanted to ask what would happen if Zhou Shiwu went to the Yin Division? Is there anything I can do for him in the mortal world to alleviate some of his sins, so that he can be reincarnated as soon as possible... But before he could say anything, he was blocked by Meng Zhe.
Seeing that Meng Zhe was blocked, Song Jiang didn't say anything more, but turned around and went to the bathroom to dial Gu Hao's number. After hearing this, the other party also said in an awkward tone, "This matter is not difficult to say, but I don't have it." Fa comes forward... How about you ask the Lord God to ask the local city god?"
Song Jiang sighed as soon as he heard this, "I just called you after I had a bad experience with him. What he said was just and righteous. How could he help me find out about Fifth Brother?"
After hearing this, Gu Hao thought for a while and said, "If that doesn't work...I can do the math for you, but I can only make a rough guess, because it's a bit difficult to get exact information through divination."
Song Jiang had no other choice now, so he said helplessly, "Then let's forget it. Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse."
That night, Song Jiang went to the hospital under the pretense of changing shifts with Deng Kai. After the nurse checked the ward at ten o'clock, Gu Hao took out three copper coins from his jacket pocket and calculated it based on Zhou Shiwu's birth date and time of death. When I got up, I saw that he had been calculating for a long time with his eyes closed, but his face became more and more ugly...
"What's wrong? Is something bad happening?!" Seeing this made Song Jiang anxious.
Unexpectedly, Gu Hao opened his eyes and said with a confused expression, "I didn't calculate anything..."
"Can you do it? Isn't divination too unreliable?!" Song Jiang said angrily.
But Gu Hao shook his head and said, "Logically speaking, you shouldn't! Even if you can't calculate Zhou Shiwu's whereabouts, at least it shouldn't be a big problem to calculate what happened to him in the Yin Division. But this hexagram didn't calculate anything. Is it possible? Zhou Shiwu didn’t report to the Yin Division at all?!”
