When Liu Xiahui left Pangu Hotel, she saw that people who came into Pangu Hotel to have dinner or stay at the door were basically officials, and even wealthy businessmen were rarely.

In addition, the business model of Pangu Hotel is VIP, which shows how much these officials consume in this hotel every year. This is actually just a drop in the bucket compared to the entire country.

Liu Xiahui stood at the entrance of Pangu Hotel, watching the officials coming and going, drinking one by one, and couldn't help feeling a little sad for this nation.

Liu Xiahui was thinking, when his cell phone rang, which woke Liu Xiahui from this national worry. He looked at the caller ID that was strange. After a while of hesitation, he still answered the phone.

There was a woman on the phone. As soon as the phone was opened, she said to Hui Yu, "Is it Hui Yu Yu?"

"I am!" Liu Xiahui said as she walked past the officials and left Pangu Hotel, "Who are you!"

"You may not know me!" The woman said to Liuxia Hui calmly, "But you should know my husband, his name is Ye Wudao!"

Liu Xiahui couldn't help but feel trembling when she heard this. He never expected Ye Wudao's wife to call him, nor did he expect that her tone would be so calm when she called him.

Seeing that Liu Xiahui didn't say anything, Mrs. Ye knew about Liu Xiahui's thoughts. At this time, she still said to Liu Xiahui in a calm tone, "I know the grudge between you and Wudao, but I also know that it has nothing to do with you. Wudao has come to this point, it is entirely his own fault and has nothing to do with anyone..."

When Liu Xiahui heard Mrs. Ye say this, she immediately interrupted, "You call not just to tell me this!"

"Of course...of course!" Mrs. Ye said on her phone, "I think you should know the marriage relationship between Wudao and I. In fact, we were discussing a divorce a while ago. If it weren't for his accident, we would have been preparing to sign the two days. However, I am now in Singapore and cannot return to the country for a while. Although Ye Wudao and I have been a couple in name but as the saying goes, a couple has a hundred days of gratitude. I don't want him to leave after he leaves, so I have a ruthless request..."

Liu Xiahui immediately asked Mrs. Ye, "Do you want me to help you hold his funeral?"

"Wudao said at the beginning that you were very smart and might be his biggest enemy in his life!" Mrs. Ye smiled faintly, "I felt very curious at that time. No matter whether Wudao's actions were right or wrong, the person had already left. Let's not talk about it for now, but I believe you should also know Wudao's intelligence. What can make him pay attention must be very difficult. Today, I can see it just by phone! I really want to ask you to treat Wudao's future generations first. As soon as I finish my work in Singapore, I will rush back immediately, don't know..."

"Yes!" Liu Xiahui nodded immediately and said to Mrs. Ye, "Don't worry, as you said, no matter whether what he did in front of him is right or wrong, after all, others have left, and the dead are the most important. Besides, although he was kicked out of the master by his master, after all, he was in the same sect as me, and I will help him cook and wait for you to come back!"

"Thank you so much!" Mrs. Ye said to Liuxia Hui, "I should be able to go back tomorrow night at the latest, and I will definitely be in the capital the morning after tomorrow!"

Liu Xiahui responded, and after saying a few more words to Mrs. Ye, she hung up the phone. She secretly felt sorry for Ye Wudao. From Mrs. Ye's words, Liu Xiahui could hear that Mrs. Ye is definitely a wife with a good wife and a good mother. If you don't want this kind of wife, it is definitely Ye Wudao's loss.

Although Liu Xiahui agreed to Mrs. Ye, after hanging up the phone, she hesitated in her heart. Ye Wudao was shot dead by the police, and now she doesn’t know where to place the body, and she doesn’t know who to contact.

Liu Xiahui hesitated for a while and stopped a taxi. The phone rang again as soon as she got on the bus. It was the same unfamiliar number as before, but this time it was the landline number.

Liu Xiahui answered the phone, but heard the other party say, "Is it Mr. Liu Xiahui Liu?"

Liu Xiahui responded, but heard the other party say, "We are from the Funeral Home in Beijing, and we can't contact Ye Wudao's family. After going to the police station to inquire, we only know your phone number, Mr. Liu, and you know that you and Ye Wudao are brothers, so I want to ask how to deal with Mr. Ye's funeral..."

Liu Xiahui was worried that he could not find Ye Wudao's body. After hearing what the other party said, he immediately asked the other party's specific address and then asked the driver to drive to the funeral home.

Liu Xiahui went to the funeral home and told the receptionist that he immediately took Liu Xiahui to the ice room to see Ye Wudao's body.

Liu Xiahui walked into the cold ice room, looked at the cold freezer, and thought to himself that Ye Wudao was pursuing this ending. Now he didn't even need people in the unit, but used his unique "tools". He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The staff of the funeral home opened Ye Wudao's ice coffin, and a squirrel of air conditioning overflowed from the ice coffin. The staff came to open the zipper on the body bag, and Liu Xiahui saw Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao lay calmly in the ice coffin, his face was completely bloodless, his hair, eyebrows, and his eyelashes were frosted. Ye Wudao's calmness indicates that all the struggles in this world have nothing to do with him.

After the staff of the funeral home asked Liu Xiahui to confirm Ye Wudao's body, they were about to zip up, but Liu Xiahui grabbed his hand, "I want to stay with him alone for a while!"

The staff of the funeral home looked at Liu Xiahui. Many people couldn't stand the chill here after they came to claim the body. Even their immediate relatives left quickly.

It's not just because this is an ice room, but the atmosphere is depressing. I don't expect that Liu Xiahui is young but ignores these things. They just don't know that Liu Xiahui has seen far more corpses than in this ice room.

After the staff of the funeral home left, Liu Xiahui looked at Ye Wudao quietly and murmured, "Ye Wudao, what do you think you have been trying to do in your life? Why are you fighting for it? If your thoughts are not so extreme, maybe the ending will not be like this. There is a miracle doctor in this world who saves people from water and fire!"

Of course Ye Wudao would not answer Liu Xiahui's question, but Liu Xiahui continued to say to Ye Wudao, "I was already ready to leave the capital. It was your wife who asked me to prepare for your funeral. You should thank your wife!"

Liu Xiahui said as she took out three cigarettes from her pocket and lit them, stood upright on the side of the ice coffin, looked at Ye Wudao again, and then turned around and left.

After recognizing Ye Wudao's body, Liu Xiahui went to discuss Ye Wudao's affairs with the people in the funeral home. Ye Wudao's situation was quite special. After all, he was the culprit of the Shui Cube poisoning case, so he could not be buried for the time being.

The main purpose of the funeral home to ask Liu Xiahui to come was not to arrange Ye Wudao's funeral, but to find someone to pay for the parking fee for Ye Wudao's body.

When Liu Xiahui heard this, she couldn't help but feel regret for Ye Wudao again. No matter how glorious or smart you are in front of you, even if you park your body after death, you have to pay for the bill, whom you think is the biggest rival in front of you. Isn't this a joke?

Although the parking fee is ridiculously expensive, Liu Xiahui still helped Ye Wudao pay for the final consumption of his life, and then asked the people at the funeral home, "When can they be cremated?"

The funeral home told Yuki Hui, "I don't know the specifics yet, and I may have to wait for the people from the procuratorate to notify me. They think there is no doubt about the case and can be buried!"

Liu Xiahui nodded, thinking in her heart that there was no controversy in the case of Shui Cube. Ye Wudao deserved it, and I believe there will be news soon.

So Liu Xiahui first returned to the Asia Hotel and was about to wait for Ye Wudao to be cremated before returning to Guyang. The next day, Liu Xiahui received a notice from the funeral home that Ye Wudao's case had been approved, and Ye Wudao's body was useless for solving the case, so the burial was approved.

Liu Xiahui then went to the funeral home again, rented a not-so-large mourning room in the funeral home, and asked the people from the funeral home to set up a venue. Liu Xiahui had no idea how to contact Ye Wudao's friends, but just called Mrs. Ye and kept everything simple as Mrs. Ye's wishes.

After everything was ready, the funeral home staff and Liu Xiahui came out of the mourning room, no friend in front of Ye Wudao came to pay his respects, and the mourning room seemed particularly deserted.

Liu Xiahui was just sitting in the condolence room, looking at Ye Wudao's portrait surrounded by chrysanthemums, and thought to Ye Wudao in his heart, "If you knew that this was the situation behind you, would you still take this path?"

Originally, Liu Xiahui thought that no one would come to the mourning room before Mrs. Ye came back, but the sound of footsteps still attracted Liu Xiahui's attention.

Liu Xiahui turned around and saw a woman with a black body wearing a pair of black sunglasses slowly walking in front of Ye Wudao's portrait and bowed three times to Ye Wudao.

Although the woman was wearing sunglasses, Liu Xiahui still recognized her as Ye Wudao's mistress Le Xiaoer. She couldn't help but think in her heart that she had this daughter in Ye Wudao's plan, why didn't Le Xiaoer see her at the last moment?

After Le Xiaoer bowed, she stood in the distance and slowly took off her sunglasses, quietly looked at Ye Wudao's portrait for a long time, without saying a word.

Liu Xiahui also sat quietly behind Le Xiaoer, looking at Le Xiaoer's back, and then heard footsteps sounding behind her again.

Liu Xiahui turned around and saw several men with plain black bodies walking in front of the portrait with a solemn expression on their faces, bowing to Ye Wudao.

Liu Xiahui felt a little surprised. It seemed that she really underestimated Ye Wudao. Without any notice, there were still these people coming to see Ye Wudao off for the last journey?

Liu Xiahui was thinking, and saw the people in front of him talking a few words in a low voice. Liu Xiahui couldn't understand a single word, but he also heard the three words "Smithda".
Chapter completed!