Chapter 623: crow

Plague Doctor's vol. Chapter 623 The Crow [Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a subscription] "Is Shi Yu really not coming?"
"She is outside the cemetery, let her do it."
The dark sky was drizzling under rain, and in the Tianji Mausoleum in the suburbs of Dahua City, today is the day when Gu Jun ’s funeral was held.
It is said to be a hero's specification, but there is no publicity, and even internal staff are not generally informed of the death. There are very few people attending the funeral. They are all bosses and colleagues Gu knows and knows. The old retired Qin sent by the Dongzhou Tianji Bureau came to attend the meeting. It was this old man who brought Gu Jun into the Tianji Bureau.
Gu Jun, because of a brain stem tumor, his life ended at the age of 23.
The Tianji Mausoleum has been closely guarded for a long time, and there is a township and monitoring system built with old stones to prevent it from being destroyed by evil believers and dark creatures. There are also special cameras around Gu Jun's cemetery to monitor other abnormalities that may occur.
At this time, the frozen rain wets the trees in the cemetery, and the solemn black clothes of the people who participated in the funeral gradually drenched.
Tong Jun, Dr. Shen, Yao Shinian and other old supervisors of Gu Jun each took a shovel and went to the tomb where the coffin was to be buried, digging soil with a and a spade.
A marble tombstone in front has been erected. The picture on the tombstone is young and handsome.
A full month has passed since the incident, and everyone's face is still full of unspeakable unwillingness, sadness and heavyness.
The conclusion of the investigation on this matter is that Zhai Minghui is fully responsible. Zhai Minghui was shocked by Gu Jun ’s spell during the comprehensive review of Gu Jun, but unfortunately this was not found by others. While Zhai Minghui carefully prepared for the assassination operation, he took a pistol and escaped the inspection on the day of the incident.
Because of this evil result, many people were held accountable and accountable, but Gu Jun did not get any justice, and today the funeral was hard to come by.
Tong Ye, they are ashamed, hateful, and painful, but they can only do this step, otherwise they will only cause the Civil Aviation Authority to fall into civil strife, and they will soon be settled.
By then, the situation will only get worse.
Moreover, it is Zhai Minghui who is fully responsible or someone else involved in instigating. The truth is not even clear to them.
Not far away there are Deng Ximei, Peacock, Mo Qing, Jin Zhuzi and others, no matter what the truth is, they will go to the mysterious world after today.
Cai Zixuan, Wang Ruoxiang, Egg Uncle, Lou Xiaoning, they all came out of the Dongzhou Tianji Bureau, and they all respected Qin Lao very much. Qin Lao persuaded them, but it was still the truth, but it was the truth. Gu Jun ’s sudden death was an opportunity for the dark forces to take advantage of it, and this world needs someone to stick to it.
It's difficult, but someone must do it, just like Gu Jun's persistence ...
The rain was getting bigger and bigger, hitting people, and it was bitterly cold.
After digging the tomb, Tong Ye, Yao Shinian, and the young and strong Cai Zixuan, Mo Qing and they went together to lift the Nanmu coffin beside them into the tomb. The weight of the coffin rested on their hands, and it weighed a great deal, but it was also a coffin, as if it were nothing.
The inside of the coffin was actually empty, without Gu Jun's body.
Part of his body has become a specimen, others will be cremated, but the ashes will not be placed here, so as not to be robbed by evil organizations.
Those Kalup anatomical instruments are undoubtedly another part of Gu Jun, and they will not be buried in the ground. They still need to be studied and used.
Inside the coffin was only a set of white coats worn by Gu Jun before his death.
Although Gu Jun has such an identity and title, his file identity in the Tianji Bureau is a doctor, he has always been so self-respected, and has been busy treating patients to save lives.
It was still morning, but the sky was more and more covered by dark clouds, and there was a deep thunder rumbling, and the hearts of people throbbed in bursts.
After they placed the coffin in the tomb, they filled the soil back with a until the mud covered the coffin and filled the tomb. Then everyone presented a few simple bouquets of flowers. The extravagant flower baskets, ribbons, and couplets are useless. This is just respect for Gu Jun.
After completing the burial, the crowd stood in front of the tomb and looked at the photo on the tombstone in silence.
After three minutes of silence, they bowed three more times, and only then did it seem as if they were truly certain, red eyes, tears falling.
The wind was roaring, the rain was pounding, and the rain was washing their faces.
"Ajun." Then Tong Ye said the burial on behalf of everyone. However, the insider knew the real cause of death of the deceased. If the true cause of death could not be said, what could be said about the burial? Therefore, Tong Ye put it simply: "You are gone, we will continue to do our best to do things well, external resistance against foreign enemies, internal resistance against internal enemies."
Talking about the funeral, Tong Ye said to the crowd again: "If you have anything to tell him, just say it." He fell silent.
"Mr. Gu, the children of the Earth City will not give up." Peacock said, Mo Qing, Jin Zhuzi and others nodded, and Catherine they also agreed.
Cai Zixuan murmured: "Since having guns, a mean coward can kill a brave hero."
The next Wang Ruoxiang heard it. If Gu Jun heard it, she would definitely ask that. She asked, "Shakespeare?"
"Don Quixote." Cai Zixuan sighed.
Lou Xiaoning couldn't get out of a sulky mood. The usual lively Uncle Egg was choking, but Deng Ximei, who was usually speechless, resolutely said: "Ajun, thank you for your care during this time. I hope one day, I can meet again. In the world, hell. "
"Hey, can't it be heaven?" Lou Xiaoning asked.
"I don't believe in heaven." Deng Ximei said.
Professor Qin over there heard a long sigh, and the pale white hair was more withered.
They stayed in front of the tomb for a while, and slowly left under this reluctance and sorrow.
The rain did not weaken, but it was more splashy. Only when the lightning passed, the dark sky had such a momentary brightness, followed by thunderous thunder.
It didn't take long for this grave to be quiet before Wu Shiyu came, and she was wearing a set of everyday casual clothes.
Even if she stood in front of his tomb and looked at his picture on the tombstone, she did n’t feel that Xian Jun was dead, but when trying to call him to contact him with a heart call, the cold, blank feeling told her, He is gone. Since that day, there has been a complete disconnection.
"Xianjun, by the time you are resurrected, you should still be dead, so I'll take a look. I just want to tell you that I won't care about you, after all, I want to find another one that I like so much. It ’s really difficult for people. It ’s better to find a way to resurrect you. That ’s it.

Wu Shiyu stopped and watched for a long time before turning away.
She covered her head with her hands and shivered coldly, gradually disappearing into the heavy rain.
In addition to the sound of thunder and rain, the cemetery remained silent, dark clouds still piled up, the wind and rain obscured the world, and the surveillance cameras.
The rain hit the tombstone, hit the photo of the young man, and fell to the ground ~ EbookFREE.me ~ scoured the soil, pattered ...
There was another thunderous thunder.
The evanescent lightning briefly illuminated a strange appearance in the cemetery. The newly filled soil seemed to be loosening slightly, with shadows condensing on the ground.
It seemed to be a human figure, seemingly illusory, flashing through the moment of clarity: the figure was dressed in a white coat and the beak mask of the plague doctor.
When the thunder fell, there was a sudden, the shadow condensed a bird flying out of the ground, two claws fell over the tombstone and stood still. It was a black crow with black hair and a long gray beak, and a pair of dark eyes in its eyes. It seemed to have a different look.
After standing on the tombstone for a while, it suddenly flapped its wings and flew to the sky of thunder, thunder, and squalls, and left, leaving the cemetery.
The rain fell, and the picture of the young man on the tombstone remained the same.
It is not the dead who will sleep forever, and even the death will be annihilated in the strange ancient times.