Chapter 430
The door of the study was pushed open. Lu Jingshen was still holding the company's documents in his hand. He frowned slightly and looked into the hall downstairs. He asked impatiently, "what's the matter? Is it so noisy?"
Lin Wenwen was a little flustered, but he shook his head calmly. "It's OK. I just accidentally spilled the water in the cup. I've already cleaned it up."
"Be careful..." Lu Jingshen's voice was a little cold. He turned around and went into the study. The door was closed and made a dull sound.
Lin Wenwen did not care too much about Lu Jingshen's attitude, he is always as cold as ever. But after he returned to his study, Lin Wenwen immediately went into the room and began to use the computer to check the information about Uncle Mu's illness and the blood stains in his nails. Is there any connection between the two.
Web pages constantly open and close, sliding up and down, back and forth looking up information about this matter. Finally, no matter how Lin Wenwen looked for it, he didn't find any relationship between them. In other words, if these two things are not related, the blood stains in Uncle Mu's nails are likely to be the traces left by his fighting with others before he died.
It was because Lin Wenwen suspected that this matter had something to do with secretary Wu that he tried every means to find out the truth. So the only way is to find a way to take out the tissue in Uncle Mu's fingernails for DNA testing. Even if we can't identify the owner of DNA as the murderer, we can at least know that this person must have had a fierce dispute with Uncle Mu before he died.
The biggest suspect is secretary Wu. One happens to have blood stains on his fingernails, and the other happens to have four scratches on his arm. It's too coincidental. It's like one plus one equals two. You can know everything without any fussy consideration.
The next morning, after Lu went out, Lin Wenwen also went out. She came to the funeral home alone, ready to take DNA samples from Uncle Mu's fingernails for testing.
All this, she does not want to let Lu Jingshen know. Secretary Wu has always been subordinated to Lu Jingshen. If DNA is really secretary Wu, then Lin Wenwen can't judge whether it has anything to do with Lu Jingshen. So she decided to investigate the matter by herself.
Came to the funeral management office, according to the process, Lin Wenwen registered and filled in the form, came to the location of the reception room. Before long, a staff member who had never met came out, not the same person as the one who came here last time.
Lin Wenwen showed her intention. She didn't say what she wanted to do, but just said that she wanted to see her relatives for the last time.
The staff looked through the records and refused her request after a while. "I'm sorry, in principle, it must be the immediate relatives of the deceased to go in and see, and there must be procedures."
"What's the procedure?" Lin Wenwen didn't think of these at all, and asked with a slight frown.
"It's necessary to prove that you are the identity information of your immediate family members, or the documents issued by relevant departments that need investigation and evidence collection. Sorry, you also know that many corpses here are abnormal deaths waiting for investigation, so the management must be strictly implemented. "
The attitude of the staff is firm. It seems that there is no room for accommodation. In Lin Wenwen's hand, there are no formalities, and he is not uncle Mu's immediate family. It seems that it is not easy to see Uncle Mu today.
"It's so troublesome, but last time..." Lin Wenwen wants to stop talking. She remembers that the last time she was unimpeded was because of Lu Jingshen. If it wasn't for Lu Jingshen's extensive contacts, they would have to wait for mu Yaner to come back.
"Any questions?" Staff see Lin Wenwen some hesitation, curious questioning.
It's meaningless for Lin Wenwen to think about it. She doesn't want to make trouble for Lu Jingshen. After all, the last time she went in to see Uncle Mu was not in line with common sense. At the same time, Lin Wen doesn't want to disturb Lu Jingshen. After all, she has to confirm it herself.
So she shook her head, prevaricated and left the funeral home.
Today's wind seems to be getting colder. Lin Wenwen, who came out of the gate, wrapped his scarf tightly and stuffed his cold hands into the pockets of his coat, trying to get warm. The autumn wind mercilessly pulled down the few withered leaves on the tree and scattered them on the ground, flying with the wind.
Lin Wenwen sniffed and felt cold all over. She took out the phone and dialed moyan'er's phone again. It had changed from being unable to get through to being turned off. Hang up and throw the phone in the bag again. Everything became tense, as if the mystery of this matter was in front of us, but there was a feeling of regret and anxiety that could not be touched.
The typhoon in a city is blowing fiercely, and it doesn't mean to retreat at all. The news is full of reports about typhoon all day long. The food materials in the supermarket are looted, which building is suddenly cut off, which street car is submerged by rain, which billboard is blown away by strong wind and torn in the air.
It seems that the situation is not optimistic. Lin Wenwen is not only worried, but also full of worries. It seems that the disaster will not leave for a while.
It's the deadline. The funeral home called to ask about the time of the funeral. Lu Jingshen took a look at Lin Wenwen and decided this matter. Put down the phone, his palm covered Lin Wenwen's shoulder, slowly said.
"The farewell ceremony will be held tomorrow. Everything has been arranged. Even if the evening smoke can't come back, the funeral will be held. The funeral hall can't wait any longer..." "OK..." Lin Wenwen nodded and sighed. Soon to the next day's funeral, secretary Wu had been waiting outside the door. Lin Wenwen and Lu Jingshen are all dressed in black, which is a lonely scene. The funeral time is set at 3:57 p.m., which is the tradition of Yuncheng. All funerals are held in the afternoon, and the time is calculated by the special feng shui master. Although Lin Wenwen and Lu Jingshen don't believe this, it's Mr. Mu's funeral after all. Everything can't be simplified. They have to work hard. When going out, secretary Wu quickly stepped down from the position of the cab and helped Lu Jingshen and Lin Wenwen open the door“ Mrs. Lu, please get on the bus... "Secretary Wu's eyes were as flat as water, and he could not see sadness and happiness. Lin Wenwen stopped for a moment. Her eyes lingered on secretary Wu's face, with questions and exploration. Taking advantage of Lu Jingshen's inattention, Lin Wenwen spoke faintly and said in a low voice, "what's your mood about Yan'er's father's death?"“ What? " Secretary Wu was stunned at first, because Lin Wenwen's problem was too sudden. But then secretary Wu stood up, sighed and said, "Yan'er is the most important person to me. I feel sad when I think of her mourning after hearing the news. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing for her to be trapped in a city... "Lin Wenwen frowned slightly. She couldn't tell whether what secretary Wu said was true or false. But he looks so sad and worried. This man seems to have hidden too many secrets. From the time Lin Wenwen saw his extraordinary skills in the airport, he seemed to be on guard until this moment“ Get in the car, Mrs. Lu. It's too late. " Until secretary Wu once again urged, Lin Wen reluctantly put aside the question of heart exploration, side body into the back of the car. Through the rearview mirror, she kept glancing at secretary Wu's side face, and her doubts became more and more blurred. In the memorial hall next to the cemetery, everything is ready. As soon as he went in, Lin Wenwen saw Uncle Mu's black-and-white photo hanging high in front of him. He still looked so familiar and kind. There seems to be a smile on the corner of his mouth. As usual, he is always kind-hearted. Lin Wenwen's heart was suddenly pulled hard, and it hurt. Holding back the pain of her nose, she began to look around to see what else she needed to prepare. Lu Jingshen and secretary Wu also went to tell the staff about the reception afterwards. The Mu family is also a big family, but it's just because of some reasons that the family is in decline. Today's memorial meeting is bound to come to many people. Lin Wenwen looked around and found that the coffin should be placed at the back of the memorial hall. Because the procedure is to hold a memorial meeting first, and then directly carry the remains to the cemetery from the position of the back hall for burial ceremony. Lin Wenwen knows all this. She has experienced things like this more than once or twice. She is in her twenties, which is a little sad. Lin Wenwen looked around. While everyone was in a hurry, she crept to the back hall. It was a large room with a coffin and white chrysanthemums. As soon as I went in, I was still a little scared. Lin Wen took a deep breath and went to the coffin. He said to himself, "I'm sorry, uncle mu. I'm so disturbed. You can rest assured that I will find out the cause of your death, and you will not be wronged in vain. You can rest assured that I will take good care of her. " Say, Lin Wenwen's tone a little choked, throat like choked by what, was card pain. For a moment, she tried her best to clear up her emotions. After all, this is not a sad time here. She also needs to collect evidence as soon as possible. Because it is completely made of solid wood, Lin Wenwen took some effort to open the lid. As she pushed the lid, she pinched the sweat. She's trying not to make too much noise in the back hall to get people's attention. Putting down the lid of the coffin, Lin Wenwen quickly took out the aseptic bag, small tweezers and cotton swabs that he had prepared in his pocket in the morning. But when she turned around and carefully opened the white cloth, Lin Wenwen was so scared that she even stepped back half a step unconsciously“ Uncle Mu is not here? "
Lin Wenwen was a little flustered, but he shook his head calmly. "It's OK. I just accidentally spilled the water in the cup. I've already cleaned it up."
"Be careful..." Lu Jingshen's voice was a little cold. He turned around and went into the study. The door was closed and made a dull sound.
Lin Wenwen did not care too much about Lu Jingshen's attitude, he is always as cold as ever. But after he returned to his study, Lin Wenwen immediately went into the room and began to use the computer to check the information about Uncle Mu's illness and the blood stains in his nails. Is there any connection between the two.
Web pages constantly open and close, sliding up and down, back and forth looking up information about this matter. Finally, no matter how Lin Wenwen looked for it, he didn't find any relationship between them. In other words, if these two things are not related, the blood stains in Uncle Mu's nails are likely to be the traces left by his fighting with others before he died.
It was because Lin Wenwen suspected that this matter had something to do with secretary Wu that he tried every means to find out the truth. So the only way is to find a way to take out the tissue in Uncle Mu's fingernails for DNA testing. Even if we can't identify the owner of DNA as the murderer, we can at least know that this person must have had a fierce dispute with Uncle Mu before he died.
The biggest suspect is secretary Wu. One happens to have blood stains on his fingernails, and the other happens to have four scratches on his arm. It's too coincidental. It's like one plus one equals two. You can know everything without any fussy consideration.
The next morning, after Lu went out, Lin Wenwen also went out. She came to the funeral home alone, ready to take DNA samples from Uncle Mu's fingernails for testing.
All this, she does not want to let Lu Jingshen know. Secretary Wu has always been subordinated to Lu Jingshen. If DNA is really secretary Wu, then Lin Wenwen can't judge whether it has anything to do with Lu Jingshen. So she decided to investigate the matter by herself.
Came to the funeral management office, according to the process, Lin Wenwen registered and filled in the form, came to the location of the reception room. Before long, a staff member who had never met came out, not the same person as the one who came here last time.
Lin Wenwen showed her intention. She didn't say what she wanted to do, but just said that she wanted to see her relatives for the last time.
The staff looked through the records and refused her request after a while. "I'm sorry, in principle, it must be the immediate relatives of the deceased to go in and see, and there must be procedures."
"What's the procedure?" Lin Wenwen didn't think of these at all, and asked with a slight frown.
"It's necessary to prove that you are the identity information of your immediate family members, or the documents issued by relevant departments that need investigation and evidence collection. Sorry, you also know that many corpses here are abnormal deaths waiting for investigation, so the management must be strictly implemented. "
The attitude of the staff is firm. It seems that there is no room for accommodation. In Lin Wenwen's hand, there are no formalities, and he is not uncle Mu's immediate family. It seems that it is not easy to see Uncle Mu today.
"It's so troublesome, but last time..." Lin Wenwen wants to stop talking. She remembers that the last time she was unimpeded was because of Lu Jingshen. If it wasn't for Lu Jingshen's extensive contacts, they would have to wait for mu Yaner to come back.
"Any questions?" Staff see Lin Wenwen some hesitation, curious questioning.
It's meaningless for Lin Wenwen to think about it. She doesn't want to make trouble for Lu Jingshen. After all, the last time she went in to see Uncle Mu was not in line with common sense. At the same time, Lin Wen doesn't want to disturb Lu Jingshen. After all, she has to confirm it herself.
So she shook her head, prevaricated and left the funeral home.
Today's wind seems to be getting colder. Lin Wenwen, who came out of the gate, wrapped his scarf tightly and stuffed his cold hands into the pockets of his coat, trying to get warm. The autumn wind mercilessly pulled down the few withered leaves on the tree and scattered them on the ground, flying with the wind.
Lin Wenwen sniffed and felt cold all over. She took out the phone and dialed moyan'er's phone again. It had changed from being unable to get through to being turned off. Hang up and throw the phone in the bag again. Everything became tense, as if the mystery of this matter was in front of us, but there was a feeling of regret and anxiety that could not be touched.
The typhoon in a city is blowing fiercely, and it doesn't mean to retreat at all. The news is full of reports about typhoon all day long. The food materials in the supermarket are looted, which building is suddenly cut off, which street car is submerged by rain, which billboard is blown away by strong wind and torn in the air.
It seems that the situation is not optimistic. Lin Wenwen is not only worried, but also full of worries. It seems that the disaster will not leave for a while.
It's the deadline. The funeral home called to ask about the time of the funeral. Lu Jingshen took a look at Lin Wenwen and decided this matter. Put down the phone, his palm covered Lin Wenwen's shoulder, slowly said.
"The farewell ceremony will be held tomorrow. Everything has been arranged. Even if the evening smoke can't come back, the funeral will be held. The funeral hall can't wait any longer..." "OK..." Lin Wenwen nodded and sighed. Soon to the next day's funeral, secretary Wu had been waiting outside the door. Lin Wenwen and Lu Jingshen are all dressed in black, which is a lonely scene. The funeral time is set at 3:57 p.m., which is the tradition of Yuncheng. All funerals are held in the afternoon, and the time is calculated by the special feng shui master. Although Lin Wenwen and Lu Jingshen don't believe this, it's Mr. Mu's funeral after all. Everything can't be simplified. They have to work hard. When going out, secretary Wu quickly stepped down from the position of the cab and helped Lu Jingshen and Lin Wenwen open the door“ Mrs. Lu, please get on the bus... "Secretary Wu's eyes were as flat as water, and he could not see sadness and happiness. Lin Wenwen stopped for a moment. Her eyes lingered on secretary Wu's face, with questions and exploration. Taking advantage of Lu Jingshen's inattention, Lin Wenwen spoke faintly and said in a low voice, "what's your mood about Yan'er's father's death?"“ What? " Secretary Wu was stunned at first, because Lin Wenwen's problem was too sudden. But then secretary Wu stood up, sighed and said, "Yan'er is the most important person to me. I feel sad when I think of her mourning after hearing the news. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing for her to be trapped in a city... "Lin Wenwen frowned slightly. She couldn't tell whether what secretary Wu said was true or false. But he looks so sad and worried. This man seems to have hidden too many secrets. From the time Lin Wenwen saw his extraordinary skills in the airport, he seemed to be on guard until this moment“ Get in the car, Mrs. Lu. It's too late. " Until secretary Wu once again urged, Lin Wen reluctantly put aside the question of heart exploration, side body into the back of the car. Through the rearview mirror, she kept glancing at secretary Wu's side face, and her doubts became more and more blurred. In the memorial hall next to the cemetery, everything is ready. As soon as he went in, Lin Wenwen saw Uncle Mu's black-and-white photo hanging high in front of him. He still looked so familiar and kind. There seems to be a smile on the corner of his mouth. As usual, he is always kind-hearted. Lin Wenwen's heart was suddenly pulled hard, and it hurt. Holding back the pain of her nose, she began to look around to see what else she needed to prepare. Lu Jingshen and secretary Wu also went to tell the staff about the reception afterwards. The Mu family is also a big family, but it's just because of some reasons that the family is in decline. Today's memorial meeting is bound to come to many people. Lin Wenwen looked around and found that the coffin should be placed at the back of the memorial hall. Because the procedure is to hold a memorial meeting first, and then directly carry the remains to the cemetery from the position of the back hall for burial ceremony. Lin Wenwen knows all this. She has experienced things like this more than once or twice. She is in her twenties, which is a little sad. Lin Wenwen looked around. While everyone was in a hurry, she crept to the back hall. It was a large room with a coffin and white chrysanthemums. As soon as I went in, I was still a little scared. Lin Wen took a deep breath and went to the coffin. He said to himself, "I'm sorry, uncle mu. I'm so disturbed. You can rest assured that I will find out the cause of your death, and you will not be wronged in vain. You can rest assured that I will take good care of her. " Say, Lin Wenwen's tone a little choked, throat like choked by what, was card pain. For a moment, she tried her best to clear up her emotions. After all, this is not a sad time here. She also needs to collect evidence as soon as possible. Because it is completely made of solid wood, Lin Wenwen took some effort to open the lid. As she pushed the lid, she pinched the sweat. She's trying not to make too much noise in the back hall to get people's attention. Putting down the lid of the coffin, Lin Wenwen quickly took out the aseptic bag, small tweezers and cotton swabs that he had prepared in his pocket in the morning. But when she turned around and carefully opened the white cloth, Lin Wenwen was so scared that she even stepped back half a step unconsciously“ Uncle Mu is not here? "
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