Around noon, Gu Baishun took Guo Zhengdao's car, accompanied only by a few personal guards, and drove to a remote teahouse.
The teahouse is located in a new district in Longcheng, which was built not long ago and there are few people. Moreover, the teahouse is not of low quality, and ordinary people will not consume in such places.
The car stopped on the side of the road. Gu Baishun and Guo Zhengdao were led by the manager and quickly went upstairs and into the innermost private room.
Guo Zhengdao ordered some tea and the two of them sat at the eight-immortals table and drank the tea.
After thinking for a while, Gu Baishun put down his teacup and asked cautiously, "Is this person reliable?"
"Reliable!" Guo Zhengdao gave him a reassuring look: "It's someone sent over from Team 3."
Gu Baishun nodded slightly and said nothing more.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, a guard answered the phone and whispered in Gu Baishun's ear: "Director Gu, the person has arrived."
Gu Baishun hummed: "Let him in."
"Squeak--" the door of the private room was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance and wearing a gray sports suit walked in.
Gu Baishun pointed to the chair in front of him and said, "Sit down."
The middle-aged man nodded, pulled out a chair and sat in front of the two of them.
Both sides were silent for a while, and the middle-aged man was the first to speak: "There's news over there..."
…
At the same time, in Longcheng Kong family.
In order to take care of his grandfather's funeral, Kong Zhenghui returned home.
The Kong family was shrouded in a sad atmosphere at this time. The children in the family all looked sad, and Mrs. Kong's eyes were red from crying.
Everyone was preparing for the funeral, some ordered coffins, some invited a master, and then they had to contact the crematorium and buy a grave.
People are very busy when they are alive, and when they die, they still have a lot of things to deal with.
At this time, there were several cars parked in the Kong family's courtyard.
Uncle Su, Mr. Bai, and their spouses also came, along with some of the old people from the Kong family, chatting with Mrs. Kong and comforting her.
Not only that, Yu Mingyuan, Zhou Tonghui and others have also arrived. Although Su Tianbei had conflicts with Kong Zhenghui before, after all, so many years have passed, and death is the greatest thing, so he also came.
There were about twenty people inside and outside the room, all gathered in the living room.
Several women from the Kong family sat on one side, busy folding gold ingots.
Because Mrs. Kong was a Buddhist, a machine was used in the room to play the sound of chanting sutras over and over again to pray for Mr. Kong to be reborn.
…
After a while, the convoy of the National Bureau of Statistics also arrived.
Dabai sat in the car and said to the receptionist, "There's no need for so many people to follow me in. You guys wait outside for a while."
"Okay." The other party nodded, took out the intercom and ordered: "Group One, you accompany Mr. Bai in."
"yes!"
Soon, the car door opened, and Dabai walked into the villa with only five personal guards.
As soon as Dabai entered the house, he saw that everyone had arrived and was talking to the people from the Kong family.
When Uncle Su heard the noise, he turned around and waved to him, "Dabai is back."
Dabai nodded: "Yeah, just arrived."
As he spoke, he walked over, bowed gently to Kong Zhenghui's mother and said, "Aunt, I'm sorry."
"My child, I'm sorry for making you suffer..." The old lady wiped her red eyes, still immersed in sadness: "My old man is just unlucky. Just when life was getting better, he passed away."
As she was talking, the old lady started to cry again. Uncle Su and several other elders from the Kong family came forward to comfort her.
Dabai also tried to persuade him, and his father turned to him and said, "That's enough, we are here, go find Mingyuan and the others."
"good."
After greeting a few elderly people, Dabai stopped disturbing them and turned to look at the other side of the living room.
Yu Mingyuan, Su Tianbei, Zhou Tonghui and others were sitting on the chairs over there, chatting.
"Come, sit here!" Su Tianbei waved at him.
Dabai walked over quickly, sat down on a chair, and asked softly, "Where's Lao Kong?"
Yu Mingyuan pointed and said, "Upstairs, they are busy contacting the crematorium."
"Oh, I'm going to be busy for a while." Dabai sighed.
Yu Mingyuan handed him a cigarette and said, "You haven't returned to the hotel yet, have you?"
Dabai waved his hand and didn't take the cigarette: "I haven't replied yet. I just got off the plane and I got a call from Lao Er, so I hurried over."
Then he asked, "When did Mr. Kong die?"
Yu Mingyuan took back the cigarette: "It's about what happened this morning."
Dabai nodded: "Well, you don't have to suffer anymore."
"That being said..." Zhou Tonghui, who was on the side and had the best relationship with Kong Zhenghui, couldn't help but say, "But the death of the old man must be a big blow to Old Kong."
"Old Kong has been going through a lot for the old man over the years." Yu Mingyuan patted him on the shoulder gently: "Now, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."
Everyone nodded.
In everyone's mind, this had actually been expected. After all, Mr. Kong's illness had been going on for more than a year or two.
If the Kong family hadn't had some financial resources, this person would have died long ago. Passing away at such an old age can be considered a happy funeral.
Zhou Tonghui sighed: "I now feel that the health of our parents is the greatest wealth for us children. I have to go home in a few days..."
"Yeah." Dabai also agreed: "I haven't seen my dad much in this year..."
Yu Mingyuan looked at him and asked, "Why don't you take your father to Bana City?"
Dabai shook his head: "He is very stubborn and doesn't want to go anywhere else. He just likes Longcheng and says this is his roots."
Yu Mingyuan nodded and said nothing more.
Everyone was chatting, and after a while, Kong Zhenghui came down from upstairs.
He looked haggard and his face was ugly. His eyes were red, probably because he had just finished crying.
Everyone hurriedly stood up and walked over. Yu Mingyuan was the first to comfort him, "Old Kong, look at it more positively... You've been sick for so many years, and now you're finally free."
Kong Zhenghui nodded slightly, trying to cheer himself up, and looked at Dabai and asked, "You just arrived too?"
"Yeah." Dabai also patted his arm: "My condolences..."
"Thanks… "
Everyone gathered around Kong Zhenghui, chatted with him for a while, and comforted him.
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Soon, it was two or three in the afternoon. Kong Zhenghui looked up, glanced at the clock on the wall, turned around and said to everyone, "You all should go back first. When everyone comes, there will be more people. Come back in the evening and we can get together again then."
"That's fine." Yu Mingyuan nodded and said, "Dabai also has things to do here, and we can't let him stay here all the time. If you have any problems, just call us."
"good."
Kong Zhenghui led them and walked out of the villa.
As soon as everyone arrived at the compound, a car suddenly stopped at the gate.
A young man got out of the car in a panic and ran quickly towards the villa.
The two sides happened to meet, and the young man grabbed Kong Zhenghui and said hurriedly: "Brother, it's bad, Zhengqi has been arrested!"
Kong Zhenghui was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who took him away? What happened?"
The young man hurriedly explained: "It's... it's from the National Bureau of Investigation!"
After hearing this, everyone was stunned.
"The General Office?" Su Tianbei came back to his senses and immediately asked, "Who ordered the arrest? Why did they arrest him?"