Chapter 422
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Chapter 422 Once ([-])
Police Cemetery.
Fei Linai put a large bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone with Matsuda Jinpei written on it, and bowed a few times for him very respectfully.
Sato grinned the corners of his mouth, and the pain in his heart gradually faded away.
"Kurosawa, you usually don't use roses and irises when you come to the grave, and..." She looked at Ferina who was arranging the bouquet with great interest, and reminded hesitantly, "The colors are too bright."
"No, Matsuda himself likes these colorful things very much." Ferina didn't care at all, after wrapping the name "Matsuda Jinpei" tightly with flowers, she patted the pollen off her hands with satisfaction. , took out his mobile phone, and said like educating a child: "People are dead. In order to let the soul that has left the body be reincarnated as soon as possible, the survivors must not miss too much, must not give sustenance, and must not keep them in mind. If If you want to send flowers, it is better to send the flowers he likes than to send chrysanthemums or lilies, so as not to disturb the rest of the deceased."
She spoke very seriously, but pressed the shutter button with her finger without hesitation, and sent it to Xia Jin Yezang very quickly.
Your grave is blooming, Matsuda Police Department.
"Shall I give you a space?"
After posting the picture, Fei Linai stood up and turned around to ask.
Sato let out a long breath.
"It's troublesome."
She stepped forward, reached out to caress the tombstone made of black marble, and lowered her head.
Ferina turned around and walked to another part of the cemetery.
I haven't been here for more than half a year, and the place is full of fallen leaves and dust again.
Ferina found a fairly open place, sat down on the spot, shoulder to shoulder with a stone tombstone, and looked at the unobstructed clear sky.
Although he was persuading Sato to let go of Matsuda Jinpei, once it was on him, he couldn't think like this at all.
I want the dead to go away with peace of mind, and the living should spend less time thinking about it.
There is an old saying in China that the dead are dead, so are the living.
She felt that she was strong enough, but she still couldn't help the soreness in her eyes when she saw the tombstone of Brother Zhu Fu.
Fei Linai took out a tissue and carefully wiped the dust on the unnamed tombstone.
The cold wind blows slowly, blowing away the leaves and branches, revealing a little beige pine flower stones among the overgrown weeds around Zhu Fu Jingguang's tombstone.
This was the first time in a long time that Fei Linai saw this thing that seemed to be a tombstone but didn't seem to be.
She stepped forward and pushed aside the grass, only to see a half-cracked stone, and the shape of the tombstone could be barely seen from the fallen half.
Another unnamed monument.
Fei Linai stretched out her fingers and touched the stone with her fingertips, feeling the rough touch of her hands.
This tombstone has a history of at least ten years. Someone should have been taking care of it in the past few years, but in the past two or three years, I don’t know if the person who has been taking care of it has given up or passed away. A lot of dust has accumulated, hidden in the weeds.
In the past, when Fei Linai came to the tomb, she was devoted to her guilt towards Zhu Fu Jingguang, and she never found this tombstone.
She turned her head and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang's wordless stele.
When Miwako Sato walked towards Ferina, the latter was leaning against Jingguang Momofuku's tombstone and sorting out the leaves and dust on the two tombstones.
"Kurozawa, do you know who these two are?"
Sato asked.
"Yeah." Ferina put the leaves aside without raising her head. "Has no one cleared this wordless stele?"
Sato shook his head and said: "The newer one was established four years ago. It may be a non-disclosure agreement. Our entire police department does not know his identity, and we have never seen anyone come to worship him, but before every It will be cleaned up in a while."
"What about this?" Ferina pointed to the broken tombstone.
Sato frowned, recalling the origin of the tombstone, and suddenly punched his fist.
"I saw this tombstone when I came to put my father's tomb more than ten years ago. At that time, there seemed to be a boy who put a tomb on this tombstone."
"Boy?" Ferina asked curiously, "What kind?"
Sato continued to frown, thinking hard.
"The tombstone was quite new at the time. I only saw the boy once. He looked seventeen or eighteen years old. He was a foreigner. I don't remember the rest at all. I was only 14 years old at the time."
"Could it be true that Police Department Matsuda added that Officer Sato was 29 years old?" Fei Rina opened her eyes slightly, pointing her chin with her index finger and thinking.
When age was mentioned, Miwako Sato glared, revealing that when Kudo Yukiko was called an aunt by Hattori Heiji, she showed a murderous look.
In this regard, Feline said:
Oh, woman.
(End of this chapter)
Police Cemetery.
Fei Linai put a large bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone with Matsuda Jinpei written on it, and bowed a few times for him very respectfully.
Sato grinned the corners of his mouth, and the pain in his heart gradually faded away.
"Kurosawa, you usually don't use roses and irises when you come to the grave, and..." She looked at Ferina who was arranging the bouquet with great interest, and reminded hesitantly, "The colors are too bright."
"No, Matsuda himself likes these colorful things very much." Ferina didn't care at all, after wrapping the name "Matsuda Jinpei" tightly with flowers, she patted the pollen off her hands with satisfaction. , took out his mobile phone, and said like educating a child: "People are dead. In order to let the soul that has left the body be reincarnated as soon as possible, the survivors must not miss too much, must not give sustenance, and must not keep them in mind. If If you want to send flowers, it is better to send the flowers he likes than to send chrysanthemums or lilies, so as not to disturb the rest of the deceased."
She spoke very seriously, but pressed the shutter button with her finger without hesitation, and sent it to Xia Jin Yezang very quickly.
Your grave is blooming, Matsuda Police Department.
"Shall I give you a space?"
After posting the picture, Fei Linai stood up and turned around to ask.
Sato let out a long breath.
"It's troublesome."
She stepped forward, reached out to caress the tombstone made of black marble, and lowered her head.
Ferina turned around and walked to another part of the cemetery.
I haven't been here for more than half a year, and the place is full of fallen leaves and dust again.
Ferina found a fairly open place, sat down on the spot, shoulder to shoulder with a stone tombstone, and looked at the unobstructed clear sky.
Although he was persuading Sato to let go of Matsuda Jinpei, once it was on him, he couldn't think like this at all.
I want the dead to go away with peace of mind, and the living should spend less time thinking about it.
There is an old saying in China that the dead are dead, so are the living.
She felt that she was strong enough, but she still couldn't help the soreness in her eyes when she saw the tombstone of Brother Zhu Fu.
Fei Linai took out a tissue and carefully wiped the dust on the unnamed tombstone.
The cold wind blows slowly, blowing away the leaves and branches, revealing a little beige pine flower stones among the overgrown weeds around Zhu Fu Jingguang's tombstone.
This was the first time in a long time that Fei Linai saw this thing that seemed to be a tombstone but didn't seem to be.
She stepped forward and pushed aside the grass, only to see a half-cracked stone, and the shape of the tombstone could be barely seen from the fallen half.
Another unnamed monument.
Fei Linai stretched out her fingers and touched the stone with her fingertips, feeling the rough touch of her hands.
This tombstone has a history of at least ten years. Someone should have been taking care of it in the past few years, but in the past two or three years, I don’t know if the person who has been taking care of it has given up or passed away. A lot of dust has accumulated, hidden in the weeds.
In the past, when Fei Linai came to the tomb, she was devoted to her guilt towards Zhu Fu Jingguang, and she never found this tombstone.
She turned her head and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang's wordless stele.
When Miwako Sato walked towards Ferina, the latter was leaning against Jingguang Momofuku's tombstone and sorting out the leaves and dust on the two tombstones.
"Kurozawa, do you know who these two are?"
Sato asked.
"Yeah." Ferina put the leaves aside without raising her head. "Has no one cleared this wordless stele?"
Sato shook his head and said: "The newer one was established four years ago. It may be a non-disclosure agreement. Our entire police department does not know his identity, and we have never seen anyone come to worship him, but before every It will be cleaned up in a while."
"What about this?" Ferina pointed to the broken tombstone.
Sato frowned, recalling the origin of the tombstone, and suddenly punched his fist.
"I saw this tombstone when I came to put my father's tomb more than ten years ago. At that time, there seemed to be a boy who put a tomb on this tombstone."
"Boy?" Ferina asked curiously, "What kind?"
Sato continued to frown, thinking hard.
"The tombstone was quite new at the time. I only saw the boy once. He looked seventeen or eighteen years old. He was a foreigner. I don't remember the rest at all. I was only 14 years old at the time."
"Could it be true that Police Department Matsuda added that Officer Sato was 29 years old?" Fei Rina opened her eyes slightly, pointing her chin with her index finger and thinking.
When age was mentioned, Miwako Sato glared, revealing that when Kudo Yukiko was called an aunt by Hattori Heiji, she showed a murderous look.
In this regard, Feline said:
Oh, woman.
(End of this chapter)