At 10 o'clock in the morning, Taipingqiao Cemetery.
This is a grave mountain, surrounded by a clear river at the foot of the mountain. There is an old stone bridge called Taiping Bridge. After crossing the bridge, it is where the dead sleeps. On the green vegetation all over the mountains are dotted with gray-white stone tablets.
This is the old cemetery in Licheng, lacking planning, chaotic, overgrown with weeds, filled with a desolate and dilapidated atmosphere.
However, compared to those neat and brand new and beautiful cemeteries, Gao Yang likes this old cemetery more. He always feels that this is what the cemetery should look like, and this is the world that truly belongs to the deceased.
Everyone except the dragon attended the funeral.
Everyone took the shovel and took turns to bury the ghostly coffin.
Afterwards, Tengu erected the carved tombstone.
Cute sheep was crying all the way, her eyes swollen into two light bulbs. At this moment, she couldn't help crying loudly. She still didn't believe it and asked the white rabbit beside her: Is Uncle Guima really a bad person?
Cute lamb, uncle is not a bad guy, the white rabbit squatted down and comforted the Cute lamb, he was just a big bad wolf.
Big Bad Wolf?Cute sheep don't understand.
Well, if a big bad wolf doesn't eat a pig, it will starve to death, but if a big bad wolf eats a pig, it will die.One of the big bad wolf and the little pig will die.
We are little pigs, and uncle is a big bad wolf.Cute sheep doesn't understand, and her voice is soft.
Yes, that's it.The white rabbit carried the Cute sheep into his arms.
Douhu coughed lightly and announced sadly: The ghost horse has been joining the twelve zodiac signs for 9 years, and was our close comrades, friends, and family.But in the end he chose to betray, and maybe, he came with an undercover mission from the beginning.
Douhu's eyes slowly swept across everyone present: Everyone is a vulgar person, and they cannot eliminate grudges with a smile, but it is always possible to eliminate grudges with a death.It is fate that we can walk together for a while. In the future, everyone should try to miss the good things and forget about his bad things.
No one spoke.
Tengu took the organ, turned his back to the crowd, and faced the empty mountains, silently blew the tune, and the tune was so sad.
At this time, everyone took turns to the tombstone to lay flowers for the ghost horse.
The last one to present the flowers was the singer. She put on a bright makeup, but she still couldn't cover her swollen eyes.
She gently put down the flower clusters, placed her two fingers on her lips, and then gently placed them on the tombstone, which was the final farewell.
The song is over and the flowers are finished.
Everyone left one after another, Gao Yang was walking at the end. As soon as he took two steps, he suddenly felt shocked.
He turned around suddenly and was surprised. It was the white cat again!
At this moment, it was standing on the ghostly tombstone, with elegant and noble posture, and a pair of kaleidoscope-like green eyes staring at it quietly.
Gao Yang?Officer Huang called him and left.
In the blink of an eye, the white cat disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
Gao Yang quickly entered the system, and the profit of Lucky Point did not double. It seemed that the white cat was not hostile to him.
In fact, Gao Yang had thought before whether to tell Officer Huang and Qing Ling about the White Cat.
But for some reason, Gao Yang had a strong intuition that the white cat was coming for him.So, it might be better not to get your companions in.
……
On the way back to the headquarters, Gao Yang, Qing Ling, Officer Huang and Bai Tu got on the off-road vehicle of Douhu.
Douhu was driving while drinking beer, and he talked less than usual.
The white rabbit sat in the passenger seat, bent his legs and applied black nail polish to his toes.
Officer Huang was holding his cell phone and was chatting with his wife on WeChat.
Qingling leaned back, leaned his head against the car window, and closed his eyes to rest.
How sad the singer should be.Suddenly, a word came out of nowhere.
Is she a good relationship with Ghost Ma?Officer Huang answered.
very good.The person who replied was Bai Tu, and she was still lowering her head and applying toenail polish.
The law firm of Guima is very close to the flower shop run by Guima. Guima will go to Guima’s flower shop to buy a bouquet of flowers before going to work every day. Guima will make two cups of coffee, and the two will chat while drinking coffee.
Although it was inappropriate, Gao Yang suddenly thought of a question: Isn’t the talent of the singer Requiem?
Is there any problem?The white rabbit asked back.
Gao Yang reacted by himself, Ah, I forgot that his talent is to transmit voice.
Their talents are born with each other.Douhu took over: Once I passed by a flower shop and saw two people sitting in front of the glass window, listening to music and drinking coffee. Both sides didn't speak, and they smiled from time to time. I always suspected that they had a slap.
What if it sounds so unpleasant?It’s called God’s friendship.The white rabbit glared at Douhu. The singer usually had no one to talk to her and was very lonely.
Gao Yang tried to imagine that scene and felt it was quite romantic. He couldn't help but sigh: No wonder the singer is so sad.
There is no reason why the captain prohibits office romance.The white rabbit smiled bitterly.
Gao Yang, you are dead, and you can make up for his position.Douhu has changed the topic. In the future, you will be the horse among the twelve zodiac signs. Have you thought of a name?
It was too sudden and I didn't have time to think about it.Gao Yang answered truthfully.He originally wanted to be more low-key, but he didn't want to be on the front line so soon.
Why don't I give you a name, teacher.Douhu laughed, I happened to think of one that suits you.
Good Ah.Gao Yang is better to obey his orders than to be respectful.
Dark horse.How about Douhu's eyebrows?
Hello!This name is too arrogant and too attractive to hate!
Teacher, you are definitely a praising Ah!
Gao Yang complained: Otherwise, let’s think about it again...
This one is pretty good.The white rabbit raised one hand and I voted for one dark horse.
2 votes.Officer Huang said with a wicked smile.
3 votes.Qing Ling, who closed her eyes and rested, spoke.
Just decided happily.Douhu is very satisfied with the result.
Then, thank you teacher.Gao Yang had no choice but to accept his arms.
A dark horse?
Then let me lend you auspicious words.
……
Douhu did not drive back to the Millennium Building, but went to his ghost residence first.
First, help him organize the relics.
Secondly, I also look for clues, maybe I will find anything.
He is a slim person, and he is single all year round, has no house or car, and lives in a rental house.
Douhu easily opened the locked door, inside is a single apartment with a full access to the end, at the end is a balcony with floor-to-ceiling windows and white curtains swaying lightly in the wind, and the lighting is good.
The apartment was unexpectedly adjusted and clean. The floor was a large and thick gray mattress, next to the mattress was a folding table, and a closed laptop was placed on it.
There is a bookshelf next to it, with more than a dozen legal books on the top floor, and the remaining space is full of jazz CDs.
Under the wall opposite the bed is a professional and luxurious black speaker, which is probably the only valuable thing in the house.
Gao Yang tried to write a trick: every day when you squeeze into the subway and go home from work, close the door, take off your shoes, put down your briefcase, take off your suit, change into your home pajamas, go to the bookshelf to choose a CD you like, turn on the speaker, then go to the refrigerator to take out the refrigerated ingredients, and listen to music while preparing supper.
Life is monotonous, regular and lonely.
Why did he betray the organization?Who does he serve?What is his purpose?What are his ideals and ambitions?What are the regrets?Who has he loved?Who have you hated?Who are you concerned about?
I'm afraid it's hard to know these.
The five people searched around Guima's home, but found no valuable clues, which only added some sadness.
Douhu took away Guima's laptop and decided to leave.At this time, his cell phone rang, and he answered the phone generously. After listening for half a minute, he replied with a face-to-face chat and hung up.
He squeezed his eyebrows at the White Rabbit: Rabbit, guess who called?
If you like to talk, if you don’t talk, get out.White Rabbit is not in the mood to guess.
Hundred Sichuan Group.The Douhu looked excited, and the evil thing had been left behind.
Baichuan Group?The white rabbit was also interested: Is there something wrong?
A great thing, they discovered a talisman hole.
This is a grave mountain, surrounded by a clear river at the foot of the mountain. There is an old stone bridge called Taiping Bridge. After crossing the bridge, it is where the dead sleeps. On the green vegetation all over the mountains are dotted with gray-white stone tablets.
This is the old cemetery in Licheng, lacking planning, chaotic, overgrown with weeds, filled with a desolate and dilapidated atmosphere.
However, compared to those neat and brand new and beautiful cemeteries, Gao Yang likes this old cemetery more. He always feels that this is what the cemetery should look like, and this is the world that truly belongs to the deceased.
Everyone except the dragon attended the funeral.
Everyone took the shovel and took turns to bury the ghostly coffin.
Afterwards, Tengu erected the carved tombstone.
Cute sheep was crying all the way, her eyes swollen into two light bulbs. At this moment, she couldn't help crying loudly. She still didn't believe it and asked the white rabbit beside her: Is Uncle Guima really a bad person?
Cute lamb, uncle is not a bad guy, the white rabbit squatted down and comforted the Cute lamb, he was just a big bad wolf.
Big Bad Wolf?Cute sheep don't understand.
Well, if a big bad wolf doesn't eat a pig, it will starve to death, but if a big bad wolf eats a pig, it will die.One of the big bad wolf and the little pig will die.
We are little pigs, and uncle is a big bad wolf.Cute sheep doesn't understand, and her voice is soft.
Yes, that's it.The white rabbit carried the Cute sheep into his arms.
Douhu coughed lightly and announced sadly: The ghost horse has been joining the twelve zodiac signs for 9 years, and was our close comrades, friends, and family.But in the end he chose to betray, and maybe, he came with an undercover mission from the beginning.
Douhu's eyes slowly swept across everyone present: Everyone is a vulgar person, and they cannot eliminate grudges with a smile, but it is always possible to eliminate grudges with a death.It is fate that we can walk together for a while. In the future, everyone should try to miss the good things and forget about his bad things.
No one spoke.
Tengu took the organ, turned his back to the crowd, and faced the empty mountains, silently blew the tune, and the tune was so sad.
At this time, everyone took turns to the tombstone to lay flowers for the ghost horse.
The last one to present the flowers was the singer. She put on a bright makeup, but she still couldn't cover her swollen eyes.
She gently put down the flower clusters, placed her two fingers on her lips, and then gently placed them on the tombstone, which was the final farewell.
The song is over and the flowers are finished.
Everyone left one after another, Gao Yang was walking at the end. As soon as he took two steps, he suddenly felt shocked.
He turned around suddenly and was surprised. It was the white cat again!
At this moment, it was standing on the ghostly tombstone, with elegant and noble posture, and a pair of kaleidoscope-like green eyes staring at it quietly.
Gao Yang?Officer Huang called him and left.
In the blink of an eye, the white cat disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
Gao Yang quickly entered the system, and the profit of Lucky Point did not double. It seemed that the white cat was not hostile to him.
In fact, Gao Yang had thought before whether to tell Officer Huang and Qing Ling about the White Cat.
But for some reason, Gao Yang had a strong intuition that the white cat was coming for him.So, it might be better not to get your companions in.
……
On the way back to the headquarters, Gao Yang, Qing Ling, Officer Huang and Bai Tu got on the off-road vehicle of Douhu.
Douhu was driving while drinking beer, and he talked less than usual.
The white rabbit sat in the passenger seat, bent his legs and applied black nail polish to his toes.
Officer Huang was holding his cell phone and was chatting with his wife on WeChat.
Qingling leaned back, leaned his head against the car window, and closed his eyes to rest.
How sad the singer should be.Suddenly, a word came out of nowhere.
Is she a good relationship with Ghost Ma?Officer Huang answered.
very good.The person who replied was Bai Tu, and she was still lowering her head and applying toenail polish.
The law firm of Guima is very close to the flower shop run by Guima. Guima will go to Guima’s flower shop to buy a bouquet of flowers before going to work every day. Guima will make two cups of coffee, and the two will chat while drinking coffee.
Although it was inappropriate, Gao Yang suddenly thought of a question: Isn’t the talent of the singer Requiem?
Is there any problem?The white rabbit asked back.
Gao Yang reacted by himself, Ah, I forgot that his talent is to transmit voice.
Their talents are born with each other.Douhu took over: Once I passed by a flower shop and saw two people sitting in front of the glass window, listening to music and drinking coffee. Both sides didn't speak, and they smiled from time to time. I always suspected that they had a slap.
What if it sounds so unpleasant?It’s called God’s friendship.The white rabbit glared at Douhu. The singer usually had no one to talk to her and was very lonely.
Gao Yang tried to imagine that scene and felt it was quite romantic. He couldn't help but sigh: No wonder the singer is so sad.
There is no reason why the captain prohibits office romance.The white rabbit smiled bitterly.
Gao Yang, you are dead, and you can make up for his position.Douhu has changed the topic. In the future, you will be the horse among the twelve zodiac signs. Have you thought of a name?
It was too sudden and I didn't have time to think about it.Gao Yang answered truthfully.He originally wanted to be more low-key, but he didn't want to be on the front line so soon.
Why don't I give you a name, teacher.Douhu laughed, I happened to think of one that suits you.
Good Ah.Gao Yang is better to obey his orders than to be respectful.
Dark horse.How about Douhu's eyebrows?
Hello!This name is too arrogant and too attractive to hate!
Teacher, you are definitely a praising Ah!
Gao Yang complained: Otherwise, let’s think about it again...
This one is pretty good.The white rabbit raised one hand and I voted for one dark horse.
2 votes.Officer Huang said with a wicked smile.
3 votes.Qing Ling, who closed her eyes and rested, spoke.
Just decided happily.Douhu is very satisfied with the result.
Then, thank you teacher.Gao Yang had no choice but to accept his arms.
A dark horse?
Then let me lend you auspicious words.
……
Douhu did not drive back to the Millennium Building, but went to his ghost residence first.
First, help him organize the relics.
Secondly, I also look for clues, maybe I will find anything.
He is a slim person, and he is single all year round, has no house or car, and lives in a rental house.
Douhu easily opened the locked door, inside is a single apartment with a full access to the end, at the end is a balcony with floor-to-ceiling windows and white curtains swaying lightly in the wind, and the lighting is good.
The apartment was unexpectedly adjusted and clean. The floor was a large and thick gray mattress, next to the mattress was a folding table, and a closed laptop was placed on it.
There is a bookshelf next to it, with more than a dozen legal books on the top floor, and the remaining space is full of jazz CDs.
Under the wall opposite the bed is a professional and luxurious black speaker, which is probably the only valuable thing in the house.
Gao Yang tried to write a trick: every day when you squeeze into the subway and go home from work, close the door, take off your shoes, put down your briefcase, take off your suit, change into your home pajamas, go to the bookshelf to choose a CD you like, turn on the speaker, then go to the refrigerator to take out the refrigerated ingredients, and listen to music while preparing supper.
Life is monotonous, regular and lonely.
Why did he betray the organization?Who does he serve?What is his purpose?What are his ideals and ambitions?What are the regrets?Who has he loved?Who have you hated?Who are you concerned about?
I'm afraid it's hard to know these.
The five people searched around Guima's home, but found no valuable clues, which only added some sadness.
Douhu took away Guima's laptop and decided to leave.At this time, his cell phone rang, and he answered the phone generously. After listening for half a minute, he replied with a face-to-face chat and hung up.
He squeezed his eyebrows at the White Rabbit: Rabbit, guess who called?
If you like to talk, if you don’t talk, get out.White Rabbit is not in the mood to guess.
Hundred Sichuan Group.The Douhu looked excited, and the evil thing had been left behind.
Baichuan Group?The white rabbit was also interested: Is there something wrong?
A great thing, they discovered a talisman hole.
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