Until the funeral convoy arrived at the funeral home, Mr. Yang's brows did not relax and he was always thinking about this.

After all, after working in this industry for a long time, he can still tell what is normal and what is abnormal.

It has been more than ten years, but he has never encountered any situation where he can't hold the bridge head.

However, Mr. Yang did not speak much. There is a taboo in their business, that is, only those who can understand and those who are confident will speak. If you can't understand, you have to pretend to be confused.

This is a very simple truth, because once he opens his mouth and talks to the family of the deceased, but he can't tell the truth, it's like he is smashing his sign.

The provincial capital is so big. Today he smashed the signboard, and will he still take on business that will cause funeral business in the future.

I explained the process and precautions to the people of the Gao family. The cremation time was at 7:17, and the cremation in the first furnace was carried out on time. After giving the instructions, Mr. Yang walked aside, then frowned and took out his cell phone and called.

"Hey? It's me, Brother Cao, where are you?"

"What's wrong with Fanjiatun? I heard that the Gao family has asked you for funeral today. Why are you still free to call me?"

Old Yang scratched his nose, thought for a while and said, "Brother Cao, if you finish your business quickly, just come here. I have something to do and I want to ask you."

"What's the matter?"

"Oh, I can't explain it clearly on the phone. Anyway, if you have nothing to do, come and find me?"

The brother Cao that Lao Yang asked was a person with a priesthood in the shaman, probably equivalent to a wizard. The other party did not do idle things, but in some aspects he was much more proficient than him.

Brother Cao thought for a while and said, "Then I have to wait a while. What I have on hand is not over yet. It may be a bit difficult to get over now. I guess I have to wait another hour."

After looking at the time, Lao Yang felt that it was still time, so he said, "Okay, you can do it as soon as possible, I'll wait for you here..."

After Lao Yang finished calling, he had to wait down. It would take some time before the furnace was turned on. Gao Cheng, his mother and sister were arranging some things. Because Gao Yuxiang's identity was here, he had to prepare a farewell ceremony. Some partners in the mall and the relationship between the political and business circles were all here to come and see.

Not long after, Gao Yuxiang's sister and a middle-aged man wearing a suit and tied hair came over in an ordinary Passat. The scene became a little messy, and many people came over to say hello to him. Gao Yuxiang's brother-in-law simply shook hands with a few people he knew, and came to Gao Yuxiang's body to look up on his appearance. Although he came here as a family member, it was impossible for him to show up here for too long. He basically left after a round of action.

The memorial service lasted less than forty minutes and ended. At this time, it was about twenty minutes away from the time when the first furnace was cremated, so the body was pushed to the cremation room and waited.

Old Yang walked over and looked at his watch anxiously. Brother Cao had just set off to come from Fanjiatun, and it would take about twenty minutes to get there on the way. He wanted to tell him before Gao Yuxiang was cremated, and he would tell him how to explain this sign.

Twenty minutes passed in a flash, and there were only two or three minutes left before the cremation was put into the furnace.

"Hey, Brother Cao? Where are you..."

"It's coming soon, the road is a little blocked, and I've seen the crematorium now."

Lao Yang glanced at the face and urged in a low voice: "I have already given the cremation time you will get faster. You must push it when it reaches the point, otherwise I will be in my own face."

"Yeah, okay, okay, I'll try my best!"

After hanging up the phone, Gao Chengzhu and a cousin were about to start, and the cremated people came over to pick up the body, and then signaled them to pick up the ashes.

At this time, the brother Cao who was talking about Lao Yang had just arrived at the funeral home. After the car stopped, he ran towards the cremation place quickly. At 7:16, just as time came, Gao Cheng pushed his father's body out. The person in charge of cremation took the car. Lao Yang rolled his eyes, swallowed and spitted, and suddenly said, "Wait a moment, I'm taking a look, checking." Gao Cheng had no reaction. The cremation person was a little stunned. This was something that had never happened before. This was not a sharpening gun at the last minute.

Lao Yang lifted the white cloth on the body, looked at the biting money and the stumbling rope, and checked it twice. Gao Chengru frowned and reminded him: "Mr. Yang, didn't you say that time can't pass? It's time now."

Old Yang looked at the door. Before Brother Cao's figure appeared, he had to sigh in his heart, waved his hand and said, "Okay, it's okay, I'm just looking at something else to neglect."

The cremated man pushed Gao Yuxiang's body away and rushed into the crematorium. But at this moment, when the car was pushed over, one of Gao Yuxiang's legs suddenly drooped off the car and shook for several times.

This scene scared the cremated people. He turned around and said, "Didn't you see the stumbling rope just now? Have you tied it tight?"

Lao Yang said with a stiff expression: "It must be tied up. I guess it may be of quality when it is added. If you are fine, don't worry."

At this time, Brother Cao's men had just run in and whispered the sweat on his forehead.

Old Yang greeted him, grabbed his arm, and whispered: "The body has been sent in, let's talk about it later when we go out."

When he came to the corner outside, Lao Yang took out a cigarette and handed it to the other party. Brother Cao frowned and asked, "You are so anxious, why are you looking for me? You don't say anything on the phone."

"You are still one step late. I want you to see Gao Yuxiang's body. Is there anything wrong with it? I always feel something is wrong, but I can't understand it, so I want to hand you over."

"Ah, what's wrong?" Brother Cao asked, smoking.

"That's the case..." Old Yang paused and said, "At the beginning, it wasn't everyone outside that Gao Yuxiang died of illness, suddenly had a heart attack or cerebral hemorrhage, and I thought that this was normal death, so I didn't go to see the body in advance. The day was also given by me. Then today I went to the hospital to pick up the body. After the body was pushed out from the morgue, I looked something was wrong. There were no corpse spots on the body, nor did I corpse gas. Then I delayed outside for a while, for about half an hour, and the surface of the body was loose, and it was like I had just died."

Brother Cao shook his head and said, "This is impossible. It was reported that people died ten days ago. Such a big thing is about to cause a sensation in the whole city."

"Yes, I'm just surprised and can't figure it out. Then there was something unexpected on the way..." Old Yang told Brother Cao that when the funeral was over the bridge, he was not suppressed and burned paper.
Chapter completed!