When I saw Uncle Mu's body, it was in the funeral hall of Yuncheng the next morning.

The atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme.

Accompanied by Lu Jingshen and secretary Wu, Lin Wenwen went there. There are many compartments in the funeral home. Even though the sound insulation is very good, you can still hear the faint cries and shouts.

The gloomy atmosphere, with endless coldness, spread in the long and narrow corridor, and collided back and forth. It made people's ears vibrate slightly, and even the body seemed to shiver unconsciously.

Lin Wenwen was so nervous that she almost didn't dare to breathe. She imagined countless situations in her mind when she saw Uncle Mu again, but there was no such situation. He should be lying in the cold freezer at this moment, suffering from the bitter cold.

Before coming here, Lin Wenwen kept on calling moyan'er, but he couldn't get through all the time. People at the funeral home said that according to the procedure, after the handover with the sanatorium in Los Angeles, the family members need to come here to sign before they can be buried or cremated.

But after the body was turned over, no one came again, and the funeral home had no right to deal with it, so it had to keep the body in the freezer all the time. They also tried to contact the Los Angeles sanatorium to ask for the phone number of the family who had gone through the formalities at that time, but that number had already become no registration number, so the matter was put on hold.

There are many nameless corpses like this in the funeral home, which are usually disposed of when they are stored in a frozen state and begin to accelerate decay. In other words, if Mr. Mu's death has not been discovered, they may not even see the last side, so they disappeared out of thin air.

"Mrs. Lu, are you sure you want to see it? Because you are a pregnant woman, I'm worried that Mr. Mu's appearance will scare you later, so... "The staff of the funeral home persuaded Lin Wenwen with some worry. After all, this is not a good thing, and it must be ugly for five or six days.

As soon as Lu Jingshen reached out to hold Lin Wenwen, he tried to stop him. Before he could speak, Lin Wenwen said firmly, "it doesn't matter. I have to watch it! There's nothing to be afraid of. He used to treat me like my father. I must confirm with my own eyes! "

"Mrs. Lu..." as soon as secretary Wu tried to dissuade him, Lu Jingshen waved to stop him.

He clearly knows that Lin Wenwen is a man of character. If she insists on doing something, no one can stop her. Secretary Wu stopped for a moment. Although he didn't agree, he didn't say anything more.

Into the cold room, the temperature suddenly dropped a lot, cold people instantly awake. A faint smell of decay vaguely floated into the nose, even the low temperature still can not cover up all the taste.

One by one, the icehouses are inlaid on the wall, like a huge drawer. The silver surface of stainless steel reflects the light from the chandelier, which becomes dark, gloomy and terrible. The drawer was pulled open, and a cold air overflowed from it and disappeared into the air.

The palm of Lin Wenwen's hand is cold, she almost dare not gasp. She clenched her fists, and her fingernails didn't know when they had sunk into her palms, but she didn't feel any pain at all. Her legs were heavy as lead now.

The drawer of the freezer was pulled open by the staff, making a sound of friction and collision between metals. It seems to be echoing and cold to the bone. Lin Wenwen stares at him, but the focus of his pupil is constantly changing. Open the drawer, inside a quiet body lying, covered with a layer of white cloth.

Before opening the cloth, the staff took a look at Lin Wenwen for confirmation. Until Lin Wenwen nodded firmly, he gently pulled away the cloth on Uncle Mu's body.

Suddenly, a bloodless face appeared in Lin Wenwen's line of sight, her shoulders slightly undulating, breathing became a little not smooth. All over the body, only the eyes are warm.

Lin Wenwen nodded and said to himself, "it's uncle mu, it's him."

All of a sudden, there was a dull sound, a plop. Seeing Mr. Mu's hand slip out from the edge of the freezer, Lin Wenwen's heart is shocked and his eyes move to Uncle Mu's hand. His skin has lost any color of blood, pale and blue color is very terrible.

The staff on one side, wearing gloves, straightened his hands. When turning the palm, Lin Wenwen glimpses that uncle Mu's nails seem to be covered with dark red material. He can't tell what it is, but it's a bit like the color of coagulated plasma.

She was just about to reach out to explore, but Lu Jingshen pulled her back. She was tied to Lu Jingshen's chest. He waved his hand and said in a low voice, "OK, close it."

Until close to Lu Jingshen's chest, Lin Wenwen felt the temperature. Tears fell from the corner of his eyes and rubbed against Lu Jingshen's collar. She did not speak, just a person quietly swallow tears.

Out of the cold room, the temperature rose a lot. Because of the need for low-temperature storage inside, the temperature outside the freezer is only about 78 degrees, which is really a little cold.

"What's the cause of Uncle Mu's death?" Lin Wenwen frowned and asked. Although the sadness in her heart was still turbulent, she was still trying her best to restrain the expression on her face and make herself look more stable.

The staff turned over the record and said slowly, "after dissection, it is confirmed that Mr. Mu died of cardiac valve prolapse, which led to cardiac ischemic syncope. Because the rescue was not timely, he died."“ But Uncle Mu didn't have a heart attack? " Lin Wenwen's eyebrows just wrinkled together. She clenched her fist and looked serious“ In fact, heart valve shedding does not necessarily occur because of heart disease. Intense exercise, excessive shock, and even unbearable stimulation and impact can all cause such risks. It's just that some people are able to recover themselves. Mr. Mu's health is not good. In addition, there is no timely treatment, and the time is relatively long, so it is within a reasonable range. " Lin Wenwen felt that her legs were limp and weak. She leaned against the table and didn't know what to do or say for a moment. The staff put down the record book and continued, "I beg your pardon. Although the time is not right, we have to decide on the disposal of Mr. Mu's body today. Does the family want to be cremated or buried? It's better to arrange these things ahead of time. "“ Can't wait any longer, his daughter hasn't come back, and Yan'er hasn't seen his uncle for the last time! " Lin Wenwen's nose was filled with acid. She tried not to cry, but her tears flowed out“ Tomorrow is the last day of the storage period, and it's good for the dead to decide as soon as possible. " With that, the staff left the reception room. Lu Jingshen patted Lin Wenwen on the shoulder, as if to comfort her, "let's go. I arranged the funeral for uncle mu with you. Don't worry."“ Did you get in touch with Yan'er? " Lin Wenwen suddenly grabs Lu Jingshen's sleeve and looks at him. Secretary Wu pushed his glasses and said in a calm voice, "Yan'er's phone doesn't work all the time. The news says that the typhoon in a city is very severe. All the planes and railways are closed. Many hotels don't have signals. Fortunately, no one is hurt. I think it's just a temporary loss. Just wait for the typhoon to pass. " Lin Wenwen looks embarrassed. She doesn't know what to do. If she can't get in touch with moyan'er tomorrow, she must decide all this. When she left the funeral home, Lin Wenwen was always walking behind, her heart was very heavy. One after another in the face of relatives one by one to leave, the blow is unparalleled“ Mrs. Lu, I'll take you home to have a rest first... "Secretary Wu said and started the car. Lu Jingshen and Lin Wenwen were sitting in the back seat. She had been looking out of the window, but secretary Wu spoke to her. Lin Wenwen then turned back and leaned forward and answered softly. Secretary Wu raised his hand to position the rearview mirror, then slowly stepped on the accelerator. Can be such a hand movement, Lin Wenwen was surprised to find secretary Wu arm a few looming scars, but only a blink of an eye, she did not see very clearly. Until returning to Lu's house, Lin Wenwen always felt incredible. She wanted to see what happened to the scar on secretary Wu's arm. Can be so rash to ask, seems to be too deliberate. At the same time, secretary Wu came out of Lu Jingshen's study with a document in his hand. Lin Wenwen holds the water cup and comes to it deliberately. She tilts her body and pretends to falter. She leans to secretary Wu's water cup and falls on secretary Wu's injured arm“ Ah -- "secretary Wu exclaimed, because it was boiling hot water, so he immediately took off his coat. Rolled up the sleeves of the shirt. I saw four bright scratches on secretary Wu's arm, which had almost healed, most of which had scabbed. But when I was scalded by hot water, it seemed that blood was seeping out again. Lin Wenwen was frightened and said, "ah, what's wrong with your hand? I'm sorry, I'm so absent-minded. I'll help you to get the medicine box, otherwise it's easy to get infected... "Secretary Wu seems very flustered. He often looks at the direction of the study upstairs. Before Lu Jingshen comes out, he quickly puts on his wet clothes. He bit his teeth in a panic and waved his hand in pain. "No, Mrs. Lu, it's just scratched by a wild cat. It's not in the way. I have something urgent. I'll deal with it myself when I get back to the company. Don't worry about it. " With that, secretary Wu left the house in a hurry. Lin Wenwen felt very strange. The wound was very thick and long. It didn't look like it was scratched by a cat. It seems to have been scratched, but why did secretary Wu lie“ Oh, my God, it can't be... "Lin Wenwen covered his mouth in panic, and was almost about to make a cry.