Around nine o'clock in the evening, inside the crematorium.
Su Tianyu and Bai Hongbo pushed the door and got out of the car, and found Kong Zhenghui who had just finished his work.
"How is it?" Su Tianyu asked, holding a cigarette.
Kong Zhenghui sighed tiredly, "The only direct relative in the family is not yet an adult. The union has to help with signing the death certificate, cremation notice, and household registration cancellation. It took a whole day and we haven't even had time to eat dinner yet, and now we're at the crematorium again. I want to finish it as soon as possible so that we can bury him tomorrow. The sooner we get it done, the sooner we'll be done."
"Um."
Su Tianyu nodded heavily and reached out to pull out the briefcase that Li Yuan had given him from the car: "This is the registration record of the blasting personnel transferred from various units in the city. You are familiar with the people below, take it and identify them."
Kong Zhenghui took the briefcase and put it on his back, and asked doubtfully, "Does this direction match?! I asked again this afternoon, and we were able to contact the families of our miners, and few of them know how to blast. You say... how could that worker have done this?"
"The police station is in this direction." Su Tianyu replied softly: "They are quite professional in investigating cases. I think they must have found some accurate information, otherwise they wouldn't waste time on this."
Kong Zhenghui paused for a moment and said, "Damn it, I always feel that they are investigating in this direction to accuse us."
Dabai put his hands behind his back and replied solemnly, "Even if they want to put a accusation on us, they have to find solid evidence. After all, if we want to spread it through the media, we can't do it without evidence. Let's follow Liuzi's idea. If it is really someone among the workers who did this, then we must find him first."
"Okay, then I won't sleep tonight and find a few people to check it out." Kong Zhenghui nodded.
"good!"
After the three of them finished their business, they stood beside the car and smoked a cigarette quietly.
"Let's go then?" Dabai crushed the cigarette butt into the trash can and greeted softly.
"Let's go." Su Tianyu responded, and just as he turned around to leave, he suddenly turned back and asked, "Zhenghui, where is the girl from Uncle Jiu's family? Why can't I see her?"
"I cried for a long time and then went to the bathroom to wash my face." Kong Zhenghui replied.
"What a hard life this kid has." Su Tianyu sighed and stepped towards the car.
Just then, Zhou Tonghui and Jiushu's girl walked out of the annex building of the crematorium.
"You two are here too?" Zhou Tonghui looked at them and greeted them.
Su Tianyu slowly pushed the car door open: "Yes, I'll give the information to Zhenghui...!"
Since Zhou Tonghui came out, Su Tianyu stood there and chatted with him for a few more words, while Dabai looked at Miss Jiushu with red eyes, feeling distressed for some reason: "… Study hard in the future, brother will support you! We will also help you to get compensation."
Jiushu, who was attending school, burst into tears upon hearing this. She lowered her head, looking at the urn in her hand and the bright flowers on top of it, and became emotional again: "... Mom... I don't know why you were so cruel... leaving me alone... to live alone."
When everyone heard this whisper, their hearts couldn't help but tighten. The feeling was really hard to describe, especially for the more emotional Dabai and Zhou Tonghui, whose eyes were a little red.
Su Tianyu bent down, looked at the underage child, and comforted him softly: "As long as we live, we can't avoid separation and death... Things have already happened, the only thing we can do is to live well, study hard, and live our lives well. Only by not living again can we be worthy of those deceased relatives."
The girl nodded woodenly.
"Are these the flowers you bought for your mother?" Su Tianyu wanted to change the subject so that the little girl would not feel so uncomfortable.
The girl shook her head: "I didn't buy it, a man just gave it to me... This is my mother's favorite flower when she was alive."
Su Tianyu felt very strange when he heard this: "Did someone give it to you?"
"Yes, I was in the building just now!"
"Do you know him?" Su Tianyu asked immediately.
"I... I haven't met him." The girl shook her head slowly: "He said that these flowers were for my mother."
When these words were spoken, everyone felt that something was not right. This was a crematorium. Who knows how many separations and deaths happened here every day. Who would have the time to care for a little girl
Su Tianyu turned his head and glanced at Zhou Tonghui: "Did you see it?"
"I didn't see it either. I was paying the bill upstairs just now." Zhou Tonghui shook his head.
Su Tianyu stood up suddenly and asked the little girl again: "Where did he send you?"
"It's next to the farewell hall in the main building."
"Okay, okay!" Su Tianyu replied, and immediately called out to Dabai, "Come on, come over here!"
…
Five minutes later.
In the security duty room of the crematorium, Su Tianyu asked a middle-aged man with pimples all over his face, "I'm from the terrorist team. Can I see your surveillance video?"
"Do you have ID?" the other person asked, sitting on the sofa with his feet on the coffee table.
"I don't have any, but I'm really from the Terrorist Squad. Please help me...!"
"If I don't have it, I can't show it to you." The middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently.
Su Tianyu glanced at him and rushed directly to the computer.
“Hey, what’s wrong with you? Damn it, I’ve already told you that you have to have…!” The middle-aged man stood up and tried to stop him.
“Bang!”
Bai Hongbo slapped him and pressed him directly onto the sofa: "Damn it!! I have been to the crematorium more than 20 times in the past three months!! I am in a bad mood now, don't let me throw you into the furnace too!"
“… Then… Then please accept my condolences!” The middle-aged man was a night watchman. As soon as he saw Bai Hongbo’s unfriendly expression, he immediately behaved himself.
The surveillance video system is not complicated, and the software used by the crematorium happened to be the same as that used by Tongji Club, so Su Tianyu sat in the chair and started to operate it with a familiar look.
A minute later, Su Tianyu saw the man who gave flowers to the little girl.
…
At the same time, at the tunnel entrance on the north side of Longcheng.
An off-road vehicle came speeding and just as it was about to enter the tunnel, it found that there were seven or eight cars blocking the way ahead.
The driver curiously looked outside and saw a large sign at the entrance of the tunnel which read: Temporary maintenance, no passage allowed.
"Damn, why is it being overhauled?" the driver cursed in annoyance.
"I don't know. Can we go around it from another place?" asked the co-pilot.
"Taking a detour will waste a lot of time. Forget it. I'll call the management department and ask how long it will take to repair it!" The driver took out his cell phone, looked at the big sign of the management unit above the tunnel, and dialed their number.
Thirty seconds later.
"Hey, hello, I want to ask, when will the 403 tunnel be repaired?"
"What's going on? Tunnel 403 is not under maintenance!" The other party responded a little anxiously. Apparently they had received a lot of inquiries.
"How is that possible? I saw the no-entry sign...!"
“BOOM!!!!”
Just as he was halfway through his words, a loud noise suddenly erupted in the tunnel, followed by a burst of fire and dust, and the slope above the mountain collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
On the hillside, the young man, carrying an empty bag, turned his back to the landslide site. After pausing for a long while, he knelt on his knees in the direction of the crematorium and whispered with tears in his eyes: "... I'll take you on your way...!"