Chapter 167

Around noon, Gu Baisun, accompanied by Guo Zhengdao in his car, arrived at a secluded teahouse with only a few close guards.

The teahouse was located in a newly developed area of ​​Dragon City, and it hadn't been open long. There were very few people around. Moreover, the teahouse was upscale, and ordinary people wouldn't come to a place like this.

The car parked on the roadside, and Gu Baisun and Guo Zhengdao were led by the manager to quickly go upstairs and enter the innermost private room.

Guo Zhengdao ordered tea, and the two sat in front of the Baxian table (eight immortals table) and began drinking.

After thinking for a while, Gu Baisun put down his teacup and asked cautiously, "Is this person reliable?"

"Reliable!" Guo Zhengdao gave him a reassuring look: "This is someone transferred from Team Three."

Gu Baisun nodded slightly and said nothing more.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, a guard answered a phone call and whispered in Gu Baisun's ear, "Director Gu, the person has arrived."

Gu Baisun hummed, "Let him in."

"Squeak—" The door of the private room was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, wearing a gray tracksuit, walked in.

Gu Baisun pointed to the chair in front of him: "Sit down."

The middle-aged man nodded, pulled out the chair, and sat down in front of them.

The two sides were silent for a while, and the middle-aged man took the lead in saying: "There's news from over there..."

...

At the same time, at the Kong family in Dragon City.

To take care of the old man's funeral arrangements, Kong Zhenghui returned home.

At this time, the Kong family was shrouded in a sad atmosphere. The family's children all looked sad, and Old Madam Kong's eyes were red from crying.

Everyone was preparing for the funeral, ordering coffins and hiring geomancers. After that, they would have to contact the crematorium and prepare a burial plot.

People are busy when they are alive, and there are just as many things to deal with when they are dead.

At this time, several cars were parked in the Kong family's courtyard.

Second Uncle Su, Old Master Bai, and their wives also came. Along with some of the Kong family's elders, they were chatting with Old Madam Kong, comforting her.

Not only that, Yu Mingyuan and Zhou Tonghui had also arrived. Although Su Tianbei had conflicts with Kong Zhenghui before, after so many years, with death weighing heavily in the air, he also came.

Inside and out, there were twenty-odd people gathered in the living room.

Several Kong family women sat on the side, busy folding gold ingots.

Because Old Madam Kong believed in Buddhism, the sound of chanting scriptures was repeatedly played in the house by a machine to transcend the soul of Old Master Kong.

...

After a while, the Quan Tong Bureau (All Unification Bureau) convoy also arrived.

Da Bai sat in the car and said to the person in charge of reception: "You don't need so many people to follow me in, you guys wait outside for a while."

"Okay." The other party nodded and took out a walkie-talkie to order: "Team One, you accompany Mr. Bai in."

"Yes!"

Soon, the car door opened, and Da Bai walked into the villa with only five close guards.

As soon as Da Bai entered the house, he saw that everyone had arrived and was talking to the Kong family.

Second Uncle Su heard the movement, turned his head first, and waved to greet him: "Da Bai is back."

Da Bai nodded: "Yeah, just arrived."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and gently bowed to Kong Zhenghui's mother, saying, "Auntie, please accept my condolences."

"Child, this is troubling you..." The old lady wiped her reddened eyes, still immersed in grief: "My old man just didn't have the blessing, life was just getting better, and then he was gone."

As she spoke, the old lady's tears fell again. Second Uncle Su and several Kong family elders hurried forward to comfort her.

Da Bai also followed suit with a few words of comfort, and his father turned to him and said, "Alright, we're here, you go find Mingyuan and the others."

"Okay."

After greeting the elders, Da Bai stopped disturbing them and looked at the other side of the living room.

Yu Mingyuan, Su Tianbei, and Zhou Tonghui were sitting on the chairs over there, chatting.

"Come on, sit here!" Su Tianbei beckoned to him.

Da Bai quickly walked over, plopped down on the chair, and asked softly, "Where's Lao Kong?"

Yu Mingyuan pointed upstairs: "Upstairs, he's busy contacting the crematorium."

"Sigh, it's going to be a busy time." Da Bai sighed.

Yu Mingyuan handed him a cigarette: "You haven't gone back to the guest hotel yet, right?"

Da Bai waved his hand and didn't take the cigarette: "Not yet, I just got off the plane and received Lao Er's call, so I hurried over."

As he spoke, he asked, "When did Old Master Kong pass away?"

Yu Mingyuan took back the cigarette: "Just this morning."

Da Bai nodded: "Sigh, at least he doesn't have to suffer anymore."

"That's true..." Zhou Tonghui, who had the best relationship with Kong Zhenghui, couldn't help but say, "But the old man's death, I'm afraid it's a bit of a blow to Lao Kong."

"Lao Kong has been working hard for the old man all these years." Yu Mingyuan gently patted his shoulder: "Now, he can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

Everyone nodded.

In everyone's heart, they had expected this for a long time. After all, Old Master Kong's illness had been going on for more than a year or two.

If the Kong family didn't have some financial resources, he probably would have been gone long ago. Passing away at such an old age can be considered a joyous funeral.

Zhou Tonghui sighed: "Now I think, the health of our parents is the greatest wealth for us children. In a few days, I have to go home and visit..."

"Yeah." Da Bai also agreed: "This year, I haven't even seen my dad a few times..."

Yu Mingyuan looked at him and asked, "Why don't you take your old man to Ba Na City?"

Da Bai shook his head: "That stubborn old man of mine doesn't want to go anywhere else, he just likes Dragon City, saying that this is where his roots are."

Yu Mingyuan nodded and said nothing more.

Everyone chatted, and after a while, Kong Zhenghui came down from upstairs.

He looked haggard, and his face was also very ugly. It seemed that his eyes were a little red because he had just finished crying.

Everyone hurriedly got up and walked over, and Yu Mingyuan took the lead in comforting him: "Lao Kong, take it easy... He's been sick for so many years, now it's finally a relief."

Kong Zhenghui nodded gently, forced himself to cheer up, looked at Da Bai, and asked, "You just arrived too?"

"Yeah." Da Bai also patted his arm: "Please accept my condolences..."

"Thank you..."

Everyone surrounded Kong Zhenghui, chatted a few words, and comforted him.

...

Soon, it was two or three o'clock in the afternoon. Kong Zhenghui raised his head, glanced at the watch on the wall, turned to the crowd and said, "You all go back first, everyone will be here later, there will be more people. Come back tonight, and we'll get together again."

"Okay." Yu Mingyuan nodded and said, "Da Bai also has things to do, so we can't let him stay here all the time. If anything happens, just give us a call."

"Okay."

Kong Zhenghui led them and walked towards the outside of the villa.

Just as everyone arrived in the courtyard, a car suddenly stopped at the gate.

A young man got out of the car in a panic and ran quickly towards the villa.

The two sides happened to meet, and the young man grabbed Kong Zhenghui and said urgently, "Brother, it's not good, Zhengqi has been arrested!"

Kong Zhenghui was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who arrested him? What's going on?"

The young man hurriedly explained: "It's...it's someone from the Quan Tong Bureau (All Unification Bureau)!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

"Quan Tong Bureau?" Su Tianbei came back to his senses and immediately asked, "Who ordered the arrest? Why did they arrest him?"