At this time, Ji Rufeng, in Yanjing, China, was discussing something in the office of No. 3. Both of them looked serious and serious, which should be a big deal.

"Long, Ye Qiu's funeral will be officially held in Tianhai. No matter what, he is also a hero of our China. Wouldn't you attend?"

The person who spoke was Ji Rufeng. This old man was quite affectionate. After learning that Ye Qiu died tragically at Chachai's hands, he had been trying his best to win all kinds of things for Ye Qiu.

This heroic funeral was also proposed by Ji Rufeng, and he felt that he had to give Ye Qiu a more formal explanation.

Therefore, he now hopes that Captain No. 3 can attend this funeral, even if it is a formality, it is an official affirmation.

"Let's talk about it, although Ye Qiu died in the Golden Triangle area for China, he did not kill Chachai, and still let the drug lord get away with it.

So in a strict sense, it is not worthy of the promotion of the Chinese official.

In addition, Ye Qiu's life experience is really too sensitive. Now the people generally believe that he is the second son of a treason fifteen years ago.

In addition, he killed Xu Zhongyuan some time ago, which destroyed the fundamental interests of many people. The public opinion in society is very unfavorable to him."

Long No. 3's voice was quite cold. He didn't want to attend Ye Qiu's funeral when he heard this tone.

After all, he is a public figure in China and has a strong reputation. If it weren't for the funeral of the absolute boss, he wouldn't have been able to attend.

Now the popularity is very bad for Ye Qiu, and many people don’t buy him. If he is the chief now attending the funeral of an unknown man, he will definitely be criticized by some media and unkind people.

Therefore, the meaning of No. 3 is to let Ji Rufeng go to Tianhai instead of him, which not only shows the official respect of the heroes in China, but also allows him to avoid being touched.

"Long, I can't say that!"

Ji Rufeng suddenly became anxious. He was an old man in his sixties and had worked in the police department for decades. He had never seen any storms?

In his opinion, this time, he and Chief No. 3 each had to take 50% responsibility for Ye Qiu's death.

Now that I’m so unmanly, I’m so unlucky!

Of course, Old Man Ji naturally could not say these words, and could only express them in a tactful way: "Chang, Yunhan is also locked up in Yanjing now. She will definitely go back to Tianhai to attend Ye Qiu's funeral tomorrow. At that time, you will attend as Uncle Yunhan, so that too many people will care about you.

Moreover, Ye Qiu's "hero commemoration ceremony" was not announced to the outside world. Only a few people know that you don't have to worry about the media raiding the scene."

Ji Rufeng was still persuading him earnestly. He has devoted himself to China for the rest of his life and has never married or had children.

In a certain sense, he has regarded Ye Qiu as his adopted son. After all, he and Ye Tiannan had a very good relationship at the beginning.

At that time, the two people were the commander-in-chief of the Jiangnan Military Region and the other was the director of the Police Department. They were simply the two patron saints of China.

But later, the Ye family suffered a bloody disaster, and Ye Tiannan was silenced by his whole family for "traitordom". Since then, Ji Rufeng has no relationship with the Ye family again.

Now that he learned that the second son of the Ye family died tragically in his hometown, he felt very guilty and naturally wanted to help Ye Qiu fight as much as possible.

"Stop talking, I'll take a look, go tomorrow if you have time."

The third leader obviously seemed a little impatient on this topic. He sat in the office chair, shook his hand in an upset, and signaled Ji Rufeng to retreat.

In desperation, Old Man Ji could only leave. He was just the director and had to obey the orders of the country's No. 3.

The next day

The sunshine in the sky is very bright and looks like a good day. However, the atmosphere in the six courtyards is a bit solemn. Many people wear black and white clothes to express their condolences to Ye Qiu.

Originally, Ye Qiu's funeral was planned to be held at the Xiao family villa, but due to the insufficient area of ​​the villa, 6 Yuanfeng took the initiative to put this "hero commemoration ceremony" in the six houses.

The courtyard is here to hold it.

There were still many people in the yard. In addition to the family of three from 6 families, Ling Qingcheng, Chen Aoxue and Mu Qingleng all came to the scene.

The girls looked very sad and lonely, and they couldn't help themselves. During this period, they shed too many tears, and their tears had already dried up.

As for Xiao Yunhan and Chu Yao, they hid in the house and cried in a panic. They could not accept the news that Ye Qiu had passed away, and fantasized about a miracle that would happen.

In the middle of the yard is the photo of Ye Qiu. The Hell Shura in the photo is very elegant and elegant, with a faint smile that is extremely calm, full of the charm of a man.

This photo was taken quietly by Ye Qiu when he was teaching at Tianhai University, 6 Keer, but he never thought it would become Ye Qiu's last photo.

Yin Qing sat on the ground holding a photo of her son, with no expression on her face and extremely empty eyes, like a soulless puppet.

Since she learned that her only son died in the Golden Triangle region, she has completely lost her mind.

Poor parents in the world, how could Yin Qing think that she would give a black man to him? She couldn't accept it at all.

"Aunt Yin, you are sad, Ye Qiu is gone, really is gone"

Standing beside Yin Qing, the one who spoke was 6 Keer. The little girl's face was extremely pale, like a patient with an incurable disease.

During this period, he has been ill in bed and his high fever does not subside. No matter what doctor Guo Yuting and Liu Yuanfeng look for, it will be of no help.

Heart disease requires heart medicine, and the person who tied the bell must be solved. The little guy may really not be cured in a short while.

Today, she endured the splitting headache and climbed up from the hospital bed because it was Ye Qiu's funeral and she had to give her boyfriend a ride in the end.

"My Xiaoxia, do you know how much my mother misses you? I'll die on your behalf. Please come back to life."

Yin Qing sat there, talking to herself alone, not crying or crying.

The bloody disaster of the Ye family did not take away the lives of their mother and son. They thought they could live happily, but they never expected that Ye Qiu had not officially called her "mom" and left the world like this.

Yin Qing was so hatred. She asked Feng Qingyang to take people to the Golden Triangle to search and guess the news, but she has found nothing yet.
Chapter completed!