Chapter 117 The Old Lady's Funeral

"What kind of monster is this?!"

The policeman on the left was so scared that he collapsed on his chair and couldn't move. He had no desire to pull out his gun and fight back.

The huge human face slowly moved away.

[Aili] stood on a treetop, holding two flat stickers between his fingertips. The stickers used black strokes to outline two pictures of steel jungles, each with a colorful little man in it.

[Aili] took his eyes off the pictures, then took out a book with black words on a white background from his arms and sandwiched the two stickers in it.

After doing this, he stood on the treetop and stared in the direction of Shen's yard for a few seconds, and his figure slowly faded into the air.

The two policemen disappeared on the way to Shen's house.

The positioning signal showed that they had just left the police station and disappeared with their car. The emergency search and rescue also found nothing, just like in previous missing cases.

"The other party has already targeted us." The deputy team leader said with a sad expression, "But think optimistically, the suspicion of the Shen family has increased. Otherwise, why are only Xiao Liu and Xiao Li missing?"

The atmosphere in the conference room was particularly dull.

As all the police worried, the mysterious case of people disappearing has finally come to them. Many policemen dare not say a word, fearing that they will become the next missing person.

As the son of their mother, the husband of their wife, and the father of their children, the heavy responsibility on their shoulders weighs on their tongues, so that they cannot speak casually.

An old policeman said: "Can you give us a formal search warrant now?"

The deputy team leader shook his head: "It's useless."

The old policeman's expression froze, and he understood what the deputy team leader meant in an instant, so he also wilted.

What if I get a search warrant?

Go to check the Shen family again and be "missing" again?

The deputy team leader closed the pen cap, his eyes swept over the hesitant expressions of each team member, and he said in a deep voice: "No need to go to the Shen family again, report this matter to the higher-ups, and wait for notification."

"Yes!"

Three days later, the old lady's funeral was held.

Because the will will not be announced until the day of the funeral, the person in charge of the old lady's funeral only hastily handled the necessary links, leaving out many details, and as soon as the matter was completed, he called to send the old lady's body to the funeral home.

The long convoy drove out of the Shen family.

At this time, the Imperial Palace City had been under martial law, and the army was dispatched to control the situation. Every section of the road in the air and on the ground, a soldier standing guard could be seen. Non-essential activities were ordered to be reduced by the federal government, and the flow of people on the street was obviously not as good as before, and even the most prosperous streets became depressed.

The disappearance of a large number of people has caused collective panic among the people of the Imperial Palace City.

Under the control of the federation, public opinion has not spread outward, otherwise it would be a heavy news that would cause a huge response in the entire interstellar society.

"Grandma, I miss you so much."

Xiao Baixue sat next to Tang Xuan, holding the [worn music box] in her arms, and whispered words of remembrance.

Tang Xuan fed Tang Miaomiao chocolate while comforting Xiao Baixue.

It is worth mentioning that the bald man woke up from his coma and was sitting in the back seat of the car, but he said that he was weak all over and might need to rest for a while longer.

The scenery outside the car moved backwards rapidly, and they gradually came to an extremely secluded place, which was the first public funeral home in the Imperial Palace.

Tang Xuan looked out the window, he was a little confused, because he didn't see anyone.

With the size of the Imperial Palace City, dozens or even hundreds of bodies would be sent here for cremation every day, it shouldn't be so deserted.

A strange idea popped into Tang Xuan's mind.

Did the Shen family book the funeral home?

It really deserves to be his mother's upper class!

Tick (water drop sound effect)!

The motorcade stopped slowly, the left and right doors slid open automatically, and Tang Xuan got out of the car holding Tang Miaomiao.

He turned around and saw a lot of white suits.

For some reason, the Shen family did not invite any foreign guests to this funeral, so except for the accompanying bodyguards and Tang Xuan and others, the rest were all Shen family members.

The Shen family seemed to deliberately avoid the outside world's attention to this funeral.

Tang Xuan saw the direct descendants of the old lady gathered together and whispered something. He could not see any sadness on their faces, but saw hidden laughter.

Tang Xuan sighed in his heart.

It was a pity that the old lady worked hard to run the family business during her lifetime, but she actually raised such a bunch of beasts.

At this time, an ice coffin with a suspension device installed at the bottom was pushed out, and the old lady lay in it peacefully.

Before coming, the Shen family asked someone to dress up the old lady in advance. At this time, she looked ruddy, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was just asleep.

After seeing the coffin, Xiao Baixue finally couldn't suppress the grief in her heart and burst into tears.

She cried and shouted: "Grandma!"

Tears welled up from her eyes.

Her voice was loud, instantly breaking the silence outside the funeral home, but no one blamed her.

The "supernatural" incident that happened next to the old lady's body three days ago scared the people in charge of the Shen family. Those people were too busy avoiding Xiao Baixue, and it was impossible for them to take the initiative to stick to her.

Xiao Baixue lay on the side of the coffin and looked inside. When she saw the face of her grandmother in the coffin, the scene of their past together emerged in her mind. Waves of heart-wrenching pain came from the bottom of her heart, making her steps stagnate.

Grief surged into her heart, arousing many thoughts that she didn't understand.

Why do people who love me always encounter misfortune?

Why am I unable to save them?

If I also had divine power.

Xiao Baixue's eyes gradually became confused.

It was as if there was a snake that had just awakened from hibernation in her heart, looking at the outside world eagerly.

"My condolences."

Tang Xuan walked up and comforted her softly. His voice awakened Xiao Baixue, whose thoughts were confused.