Judging from the photos of the funeral, the venue was a spacious and grand hall.
Song Wenqi's body lay in the center of the hall.
White ribbons, white chrysanthemums, and wreaths hung all around, creating a solemn and quiet atmosphere.
Dressed in all black, Ji Zihan led the crowd in standing before the body, bowing their heads in silent tribute.
These people are not what Liu Kai cares about.
The eyes searched back and forth across the screen.
Finally, a slightly familiar, blurry figure came into his view!
That was the man behind a thick marble pillar in the corner of the hall.
Only half of his body was visible.
He was also wearing a black baseball cap, which covered most of his face.
Although the image resolution is limited.
But the moment Liu Kai saw the figure, he felt a sense of familiarity!
The mysterious spatial ability "scanning" can clearly see a person's body shape.
Therefore, judging from this person's posture and movements...
Liu Kai was absolutely certain that he was Song Yuming, whom he had met before!
Of course, there is one last possibility that Song Yuming is here.
Song Wenqi may not be his father.
He came to pay his respects only because he was grateful for the foundation's assistance.
But this furtive behavior is by no means the proper way to mourn a benefactor.
Liu Kai has already internally confirmed a bold guess!
That's where things get interesting.
The mutual aid society may be involved in a lot of dirty work right now.
Two weeks ago, for reasons unknown, Song Yuming attempted to sabotage the weapon salvage mission.
No matter what, all of this is probably related to Ji Zihan!
I let out a long breath and put the tablet away.
A mysterious smile appeared on Liu Kai's face: "Interesting."
Drive the black car back into the cargo box.
I personally drove the snowmobile, speeding northwards.
You can still see many people from mutual aid societies along the way.
It seems that this was due to the deterrent effect of Ji Zihan's decisive action in "cleaning up the house" last time.
All the mutual aid society members I saw along the way were law-abiding and meticulous in distributing supplies.
Time passed, and the snowmobile had arrived near its destination.
I looked up.
Not far away was a beautiful villa, several floors of which were buried under ice, with one floor partially exposed.
Not only that.
There were many armed guards around the villa.
They even carved out trench-like defensive works in the ice.
A careful count revealed that there were more than 20 security personnel around the villa.
Unexpectedly, Ji Zihan has quite a grand entrance.
Their strength is much greater than when they almost died in the government building over a few guns.
At this moment, there were four people wearing thick winter clothes at the entrance of the villa.
Standing in the cold wind, looking in the direction the snowmobile was coming from, I was greeted with the highest standard of hospitality.
Standing in the middle was Ji Zihan.
It's 11:45 now. Liu Kai didn't tell Ji Zihan when he set off.
But now, he's actually waiting at the door right on time.
A sense of danger crept into Liu Kai's heart: the mutual aid society had too many spies!
However, he didn't show anything, but just carefully looked around.
At the entrance of the villa.
To Ji Zihan's left was a middle-aged man with an unfamiliar face whom Liu Kai had never seen before.
The two people to his right were quite familiar with each other.
Xu Qingfeng and his wife!
Liu Kai felt somewhat surprised.
According to his understanding, Xu Qingfeng and his wife seem to be just ordinary members of the mutual aid society.
Logically, he should be distributing supplies with others at this time, so why is he here?
...
The snowmobile slowly came to a stop in front of the villa.
Just as Liu Kai opened the car door and got out, Ji Zihan greeted him with a broad smile.
He grabbed Liu Kai's hand in one go.
"Brother Qiu, it is truly an honor for me, Old Ji, to have you grace us with your presence!"
After saying that, he immediately shouted loudly to the armed guards around him.
"You all look closely, this young Qiu is my savior, Lao Ji. From now on, when you see Brother Qiu, treat him like you're seeing me, and be polite to him, do you all understand?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, shouts erupted all around him.
"Yes, I heard you. Hello, Mr. Qiu!"
This move was incredibly generous.
But then again, a life-saving favor certainly deserves to be treated this way.
Liu Kai also had a smile on his face, but looked a little embarrassed.
"Mr. Ji, you're too kind. There's no need to make such a big fuss."
"Oh, not at all, it's nothing."
At this moment, Mr. and Mrs. Xu Qingfeng also came over, their faces full of grateful smiles.
The woman remained taciturn; it was Xu Qingfeng who spoke first: "Mr. Qiu, we meet again. I..."
"stop!"
Liu Kai quickly stopped him.
"No need for thanks. If you're going to be so polite, I won't dare eat this lunch."
"Haha, Brother Qiu is a very generous man, so you and your wife don't need to be so polite."
Ji Zihan interjected at the opportune moment.
He then patted the middle-aged man next to him who had remained silent.
"By the way, Brother Qiu, let me introduce you. This is Ma Yongxing, the vice president of our mutual aid association, and also a close friend of mine."
The middle-aged man's face didn't show much expression.
He simply nodded slightly at Liu Kai and forced a smile.
“Brother Qiu, then I won’t say ‘thank you’ anymore. You are Lao Ji’s brother, which means you are my brother. Just let me know if you need anything.”
Actually, when Ji Zihan was introducing things, Liu Kai felt his heart clench.
Ma Yongxing!
The person Qin Luofei mentioned, the one she saw in that mysterious stadium!
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