At the entrance of the morgue, two middle-aged men who had just started their shift were sitting in a room by the side door, chatting. The cigarettes in their hands flickered, creating a somewhat oppressive atmosphere at this time. However, according to Li Jia's information, these two men were the most greedy. As long as there was money, they wouldn't care whether you were a real relative of the deceased or not. They could just sign a name randomly and claim the body.
The reason Li Jia had to wait until 11:30 to change shifts was this: each shift lasted four hours. In a place like this, people who finished their shifts wouldn't stay a minute longer, whether it was during the day or at night!
Li Jia arrived at the door, said nothing, reached into her pocket and took out a stack of at least five thousand US dollars, then handed it in. "Sanchez Jack." This was Hai Fei's English name. A middle-aged man with a dark complexion took the money, counted it, and then divided it into two parts. He gave one part to another person, and put the rest into his own pocket. He then took the key and left the house.
"Sanchez Jack, number thirteen." The middle-aged man walked into one of the morgue rooms, checked the records in the logbook, and then said in a sinister tone before turning and leaving the morgue.
"Number 13, here." Following the number markings, Li Jia quickly found Number 13 in the left corner of the morgue. After opening the cabinet, she unzipped the body bag, confirmed that the body inside was Hai Fei, zipped it up again, and then carried Hai Fei's body out of the morgue. The two black guards at the door wore sinister smiles until they watched Li Jia drive away. One of them then picked up the phone beside him…
"Moon, proceed as planned. Watch out for anyone following me. In ten minutes, drive that car to the crematorium and meet me there. I've already set the GPS route. Also, don't forget your gun. We don't need the long gun; we left it at the hotel. Take the USP and put on your bulletproof vest. Meet me at the crematorium entrance in forty minutes." After saying this, Li Jia drove off along the predetermined route. The whole process was remarkably calm.
Just as Li Jia said, everything he and Hai Mingyue planned might have become Plan B. However, after driving for more than ten minutes, Li Jia suddenly felt that something was not right. The whole thing seemed to be going too smoothly. According to reliable intelligence, Horton Charles had absolutely no reason to give up this opportunity so easily.
Looking at the car's GPS navigation, they were less than ten minutes away from the crematorium, and the route on the navigator had been set in advance. There was nothing wrong with it, but Li Jia felt that something was amiss. However, he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was. In any case, the thought kept lingering in his mind, and it became clearer and clearer as they got closer to the crematorium.
At 12:10, Hai Mingyue's car arrived at the entrance of the crematorium. Looking at the closed gates, she asked softly, "It's already closed. What do we do?"
"No need to rush." After saying that, Li Jia checked the time. When the clock struck 12:12, the gate of the crematorium creaked open, and an old man with a dark complexion came out. The old man did not speak, but waved to Li Jia to drive in.
"Let's go." Li Jia said, getting into the car. Hai Mingyue parked the car outside and also got into Li Jia's car. After the car carrying Hai Fei's body drove into the crematorium, the gate closed again. In the distance directly opposite the crematorium gate, a car that had been parked there for a long time turned on its headlights…
"Two thousand yuan, all of it." The old man stood in front of Li Jia, uttering two words crisply, and stretched out his dark hand in front of her.
"Deal!" Li Jia didn't waste any words and readily handed over the cash he had prepared to the old man. The old man then took the money, picked up Hai Fei's body, and left.
"Big brother..." Hai Mingyue wanted to see Hai Fei one last time, but Li Jia stopped her. Li Jia didn't want Hai Mingyue to see the body of a loved one at this time and in this environment. As Hai Mingyue murmured to herself, Li Jia held her in her arms.
"Yue'er... don't be sad. The dead can't be brought back to life. The most important thing for us now is to find out the cause of your brother's death and figure out what really happened. We can make plans for the rest later!" Li Jia kept kissing Hai Mingyue's forehead, gently comforting her.
"Boom! Boom!" Just as Li Jia and Hai Mingyue were embracing, a violent explosion suddenly erupted from the refining furnace, followed by blazing flames shooting into the air. Li Feng was startled, finally understanding what he had been worrying about!
"The corpse! Someone has tampered with the corpse!" He muttered fiercely to himself, grabbed Hai Mingyue's hand, and ran towards the refining furnace!
After bypassing a building, Li Jia and Hai Mingyue saw the refining furnace area, which had already turned into a sea of fire. Tears immediately streamed down Hai Mingyue's face, the cold liquid flowing slowly down her face, and even the scorching flames could not dry it.
"Yue'er! Get out of here right now! Go find that Horton Charles and settle the score!" Li Jia said, pulling Hai Mingyue towards the car. Hai Mingyue was already in a daze, her mind filled with the image of the sea of fire, her older brother completely reduced to nothingness in the flames... For a moment, Hai Mingyue felt as if her heart had been hollowed out. Fortunately, Li Jia's words, "Go find that Horton Charles and settle the score!" had a jolt of strength. Upon hearing that name, Hai Mingyue's face changed from daze to anger, and her pale complexion made Li Jia feel extremely distressed.
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