Flash marriage to the underworld boss, the queen of metaphysics is sweet and wild

Everyone looked at each other, but a few people actually stood up and agreed with the autopsy in a roundabout way, and their words were high-sounding.

"Since you have this doubt, let's do an autopsy. If there is nothing wrong with the old man's body, it can prove your innocence."

Hearing this, Wen Qi almost laughed angrily. They had done nothing, so what could they do to prove their innocence?

At this time, someone else raised a question, "But... Feng Ce's wife is a heavenly master, so an ordinary autopsy won't be able to detect anything, right?"

Wen Qi's eyes fell precisely on the person who spoke, and said coldly: "From what you say, it seems that you have already determined what I did to grandpa?"

The man turned his eyes away with a sneer and muttered, "That's not what I meant. I was just talking."

Feng Ce spoke again, "Those who agree to the autopsy stand with the idiot, and those who don't agree go to the other side."

Everyone looked at each other again, what are they doing?

Feng Ce curled his lips, his smile not reaching his eyes, "I always want to see who are the deep-rooted and loyal people who care so much about grandpa."

Anyone with a discerning eye would know that Feng Ce was blatantly holding a grudge, but those who were blinded by the interests acted as if they were stunned and walked towards the young man one after another.

Feng Ce waited patiently until the crowd in the mourning hall was divided into two distinct groups, then he said: "There are quite a few people."

"Everyone is concerned about the old man." An elder from the branch sighed: "After the examination, if the old man really died of natural causes, we can feel at ease."

Feng Ce nodded and said with a serious look in his eyes: "If you want an autopsy, you can. Once the forensic doctor proves that grandpa died of natural causes, I will let each of you clean yourself and leave the house."

As soon as these words came out, there was a sound of breathing in the mourning hall.

Those who did not ask for an autopsy were very happy. They knew why Feng Ce was so easy to provoke? Especially since the old man just passed away, I can only imagine how bad Feng Ce's mood was! Don't you just need a punching bag?

Those who asked for an autopsy turned pale instantly, and the elder shouted loudly: "You can't do that! If all of us leave, it will have an impact on the Feng family!"

Feng Xiao calmed down a little and sneered when he heard this, "Don't be so self-righteous. You talk like you have made some contribution to the Feng family. You are a bunch of morons."

"...No, no, I'm not being careful! I'm quitting!" Someone yelled in a panic.

The person next to me slapped him, "What's the use of quitting now? Do you think Feng Ce will let you go? Stop dreaming!"

"What should we do?" Everyone panicked.

"For the current plan, we can only give it a try and take a gamble. Maybe there is something wrong with the cause of the old man's death."

There are professional forensic doctors in the funeral home. Outsiders are not allowed to be present during the forensic autopsy. Everyone is waiting in the mourning hall.

During this period, the elder also invited a very famous heavenly master to identify the metaphysical cause of death, and hinted that if he could identify it, he would receive a very generous reward.

Tianshi was naturally very excited, but when he saw Wen Qi after he arrived, he put all his little thoughts away - who dared to play tricks in front of Wen Tianshi? He still wanted to get involved in the world of metaphysics in the future!

While waiting for the results, everyone lived like a year, especially the group of Feng family members who requested an autopsy.

After the forensic doctor came out, everyone gathered around him, leaving Wen Qi, Fengce and the others at the back.

The forensic doctor wore a mask on his face, so his expression could not be clearly seen, and he said in a very indifferent tone: "The deceased died of myocardial infarction. It was a sudden symptom, consistent with the characteristics of natural death."

"Impossible!" The branch elder who strongly requested an autopsy was completely unacceptable.

The others stood there with pale faces, their heads buzzing.

The young man who made the noise at the beginning fell to the ground and muttered to himself: "This is different from what was promised..."

"Master!" The elder grabbed the Heavenly Master as if grasping a life-saving straw, and said anxiously: "Master! You must help me!"

The Heavenly Master glanced at Wen Qi with a guilty conscience and responded vaguely.

After the old man's body was cleaned up and pushed out again, the Tianshi took a closer look and coughed lightly: "There is no problem, it was indeed a natural death."

Hearing this, the elder's mind became dizzy, his body staggered, and he fainted.

Wen Qi sneered, "It's quite the right time to faint."

There were people around who wanted to imitate him, but they were all rebuffed by these words. Even those who were about to faint did not dare to do so.

After negotiating with the forensic doctor, the police educated the people who called the police and then left.

As soon as the surrounding area became quiet, a group of burly men in black suits rushed in, one with each hand, and carried out all the people who had just requested an autopsy.

In an instant, the entire mourning hall was less than half empty.

Feng Ce stepped forward slowly and said quietly: "The ceremony continues."

As for those who were kicked out, they were naturally angry but dared not speak out, and they were all thinking about their own future. Some people have already begun to plan to sell their shares before the news spreads, and take the initiative to exit, which is better than being kicked out.

There are also some people who are not very smart, thinking that if they refuse to cooperate, can Feng Ce still seize their shares? They are also protected by law!

After picking up the ashes, everyone moved to the cemetery.

According to the standards of the world, Feng Ce ordered a very luxurious cemetery for the old man, with steps, fences and beautiful scenery.

The ashes were put into the pit, and everyone came forward to offer white flowers. Finally, the pit was filled with soil and the top was sealed. The whole ceremony was over.

The next day was the memorial service. In addition to people from the Feng family, a group of old friends headed by Mr. Xing also came.

In fact, this group of elderly people are the most difficult to accept. On the day of the birthday banquet, the wishes of "one person and many people" still seem to echo in my ears. Interacting with the scene in front of me, no matter how you look at it, it is outrageous.

It's like a dream, it's hard to believe.

Mr. Xing seemed to have aged much instantly, as if Mr. Feng had left and took away a trace of his spirit.

Some people who cooperated with Feng also arrived, as well as Wen Qi's friends, some of Feng Xiao's business partners, drivers from the club, everyone who could come.

Throughout the memorial service, people were busy from morning to night.

As the eldest grandson, Feng Ce has been standing in the mourning hall in a dignified manner. He can occasionally move around when Wen Qi greets and sends him off, but Feng Ce has never moved. When anyone comes to offer incense, he bows expressionlessly. Bow, he was so scared that no one dared to talk to him.

Wen Qi wanted to ask him what was wrong several times, but because there were always outsiders around, she never asked.

It wasn't until night, when the last group of people had left, that Wen Qi asked in a low voice, "Why are you keeping such a straight face? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Feng Ce opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "I seem to understand what separation between life and death means."

In an instant, Wen Qi's tears fell. She raised her arms and hugged Feng Ce, "Don't be sad, there's still me."