As the team leader of the criminal police, Qu Ping's memorial service was not small, and was very grand. Not only were there colleagues and leaders from the branch office, but there were also many important people from the city bureau.
The funeral parlor was solemn, and the people who attended the memorial service were all sad and bitter.
First of all, Team Leader Qu Ping was too young. Her sudden death at such a young age was really regrettable.
Second of all, no matter if it was the county bureau or the branch office, Qu Ping had been fighting on the frontline of the police force for a long time. Her work was outstanding, and she had great results. She had always been a promising candidate for the leaders to train. If not for this unexpected accident, she would have had a bright future.
At the memorial service, after the emcee started the ceremony, everyone observed a three-minute silence for Qu Ping, and all the police officers present saluted Team Leader Qu Ping.
Zhao Yu was near the coffin at the time, and happened to hear Qu Ping's daughter's words. Qu Ping and her husband Bai Yang had a son and a daughter. The eldest son was living in high school, and the daughter was only four years old. She had always been taken care of by Qu Ping's mother.
Because everyone at the scene was mourning, many people could hear Qu Ping's daughter's childish voice clearly. The child knelt in front of her mother's body, and kept pushing her brother, asking, "Brother, why isn't mommy awake yet? Hurry up and wake her up. I want her to accompany me to play at the Naughty Bear! Okay? "
Hearing his sister's words, the brother was already crying. He hugged his sister's shoulders and said cruelly, "Xin, mommy is dead. Mommy won't wake up again. She won't, sob …"
"Mommy, mommy … sob …" The child saw her brother crying, and her tears flowed freely. "I want mommy … sob …"
Hearing the two children crying, all the colleagues present shed tears. At that moment, Zhao Yu's heart was also aching, and he felt his eyes turn red!
At that moment, he recalled Qu Ping's voice and smile when she was alive, and her dedication to solving cases.
Team Leader Qu!
Zhao Yu prayed in his heart, "Rest in peace! Don't worry, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will definitely complete your unfinished wish, and continue on the path you want! "
It was also at that moment that Zhao Yu decided that no matter what method he had to use, he had to return to the police station as soon as possible! Only then could they continue to investigate the truth behind Qu Ping's death, and continue to investigate the Mianling Case that shocked Qinshan!
After the memorial service, the body was cremated. After the cremation, the ashes were sent to the cemetery for burial. Zhao Yu followed Team Leader Qu the entire way, silently accompanying her on her last journey.
Just as Qu Ping was being buried and Zhao Yu was leaving the cemetery with the others, his phone suddenly rang.
The caller's number was a student. After he answered the call, the person on the other end of the line didn't even bother to greet him. Instead, he spoke to Zhao Yu in a commanding tone, "Zhao Yu, there's a Buick MPV at 11 o 'clock. You're alone. Hurry over!"
Without waiting for Zhao Yu to ask any questions, she hung up.
Zhao Yu looked up and saw a blue Buick MPV parked on the side of the road at the entrance of the cemetery. Although the person on the phone spoke very quickly, Zhao Yu could almost tell who it was.
He couldn't help but feel bewildered. Strange, why did this strange fellow want to find me again?
With this question in mind, Zhao Yu bade farewell to his colleagues in the police station and walked to the Buick alone. As he approached, the car door opened. Bureau Chief Liao Jingxian from the city police station quickly got out of the car.
It was obvious that he was the one who called Zhao Yu.
"Hey? Sir! " Zhao Yu shook his head and asked, "What instructions do you have, this … why does it look like a secret agent meeting? You … "
Without waiting for Zhao Yu to finish, Bureau Chief Liao made a gesture for him to keep quiet. Zhao Yu thought it was some kind of dangerous situation and was shocked.
Bureau Chief Liao was still the same. He faced Zhao Yu like a mute and didn't say a word. He looked left and right for at least two minutes. When he saw that no one was paying attention, he reached out and opened the car door.
In the end, Zhao Yu looked into the car and was instantly stunned!
Inside the car was an eye-catching wheelchair. Beside the wheelchair sat an old man with white hair.
"It can't be?" Zhao Yu's eyes widened and said in shock, "Captain … Captain Jin, why are you here?!"
As the car was a little dark, Zhao Yu couldn't see Captain Jin's expression. Just as he was about to take a closer look, he heard Captain Jin yell.
"Kid, what are you doing? Carry me down! "
"Oh?" Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment before he understood. He quickly carried the wheelchair down from the car and wanted to help Captain Jin down.
But what surprised him was that Captain Jin's legs had no strength at all. In the end, Zhao Yu almost had to rely on brute force to carry him down!
Before he could even sit properly in the wheelchair, Captain Jin roared at Liao Jingxian angrily, "Old Liao, why aren't you helping me? Hurry up and take the flowers down!"
Liao Jingxian was a leader of the city police station, but he was ordered around by Captain Jin like a grandson. But the bureau chief did not put on any airs. Without another word, he took out a bouquet of flowers from the car and handed it to Captain Jin in the wheelchair.
"Zhao Yu," Captain Jin held the flowers firmly and waved at Zhao Yu. He ordered, "Let's go, push me to give Qu Ping the flowers!"
"Captain … Captain Jin …" Zhao Yu wanted to ask something, but seeing Captain Jin's glare, he had no choice but to push the wheelchair steadily into the cemetery.
Bureau Chief Liao saw this, but did not follow. He returned to the car without saying a word.
The sun was shining brightly that day. Zhao Yu pushed the wheelchair and realized that Captain Jin was very different from before. Not only did he look much older, but his body was also much thinner than before. Sitting in the wheelchair with a hunched back, he looked like he had one foot in the grave.
What happened?
Zhao Yu had too many questions. He did not understand what had happened to Captain Jin, who had disappeared for so long. He also did not understand why Bureau Chief Liao would appear with Captain Jin.
"Old Jin … You …" Zhao Yu pushed for a while, but still could not help but ask, "You, what happened? Are you really sick? "
"Nonsense, if I'm not sick, why would I be in a wheelchair?" Old Jin replied impatiently.
"What … What illness? Is it serious? "Zhao Yu quickly asked.
Unexpectedly, before he could finish, he realized that one of Old Jin's cloth shoes had fallen to the ground.
Zhao Yu saw this and quickly stopped the wheelchair. He bent down to pick it up and put it back on for the old man.
"Let me ask you, how did Qu Ping die?" Old Jin did not answer Zhao Yu's question, but asked Zhao Yu instead.
"It was a robber, his name was Hou Meng!"
Zhao Yu answered, but just as he finished speaking, he realized that Captain Jin's cloth shoe had fallen again! Because he had not noticed, the wheel had already rolled over the shoe.
Zhao Yu quickly stopped the wheelchair again and bent down to pick it up. He even brushed off the dirt on the cloth shoe before putting it back on for Captain Jin. He realized that the shoe that had fallen off was still the right one.
Old Jin did not speak anymore, but stared blankly at the graves around him. Zhao Yu observed carefully and was surprised to see that Captain Jin was using the tip of his left foot to step on the heel of his right foot, purposely stepping on the cloth shoe.
"What the f * ck?!"
Zhao Yu creased his eyebrows. He could not understand Captain Jin's behavior.
In the end, he did not push the wheelchair for long before the shoe fell off again. This time, Zhao Yu picked up the shoe, but did not put it back on for him. He held it in his hand, intending to put it back on for him later.
Unexpectedly, Old Jin became agitated! He yelled at Zhao Yu, "Zhao Yu, put it on, put it on! Hurry! "
"You!?" Zhao Yu was agitated, but facing the old man in the wheelchair, he could not get angry. He could only swallow his anger and put on the shoe for him.
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