Chapter 117: Attending a Funeral

“Yay! Eldest Brother agreed!”

Yu Yao jumped up and high-fived Yu Heng.

She had thought that with such a large investment amount, Yu Lang would have to hesitate no matter what. She had not expected him to agree so easily.

Yu Yao was not familiar with the creation and management of a company. This was part of Yu Heng’s scope of work, so he discussed matters with Yu Lang, the investor. Yu Yao continued to stay in front of the computer, preparing to create an encrypted office system for this company that had yet to be established.

Yu Lang and Yu Lang were biological brothers, so they communicated more easily than most startups and investors. The two of them quickly ended the discussion. Yu Heng and Yu Lang were about to leave when Yu Lang suddenly recalled something and returned to the study to look for Yu Yao.

Seeing that Yu Lang had returned, Yu Yao was a little surprised. “Brother, do you have something else to do?”

Yu Lang said, “Tomorrow is the team leader’s funeral. Do you want to attend it with me?”

At the mention of this topic, Yu Lang’s exhaustion could no longer be concealed.

During the few months that he had been busy with the case in the mental hospital, he had interacted with the entire task force the most. Due to work reasons, the leader of the task force had not interacted much with him. However, Yu Lang still remembered that the night before the truth of the case was revealed, he had sat together with the leader of the task force. The two of them had not spoken to each other. They had only smoked silently for a while after reading the file…

Sometimes, there was no need to confirm verbally. When two men could sit together and smoke quietly without feeling awkward, they would already be friends.

Therefore, after knowing about Chen Mo’s death, Yu Lang had been feeling very upset. However, he was used to maintaining his dignity as an elder brother and not showing it in front of his siblings.

However, Yu Yao seemed to be able to clearly see the emotions in Yu Lang’s heart. She walked over and hugged his waist.

She did not say anything to comfort him. She just hugged him quietly for a while. After letting go, she nodded solemnly and said, “Brother, I’ll go with you.”

Yu Heng looked at the two of them hugging and felt warmth in his heart. However, he couldn’t help but think that if Yu Jue were present, he would probably complain that Yaoyao was being unfair, right?

Of course, Yu Heng was a little unbalanced in his heart too, but he understood Yu Lang’s emotions. Although Yu Lang appeared to be a cold and proud person on the surface, his heart was very soft. He had always cherished the relatives and friends he acknowledged very much. But now, his eldest brother had lost one of his few friends.

Hence, Yu Heng generously thought that as a considerate younger brother, he would not mind that his older brother took the chance to hug Yaoyao.

The next day, Yu Lang and Yu Yao both wore black formal wear as they went to participate in the mourning ceremony of the team leader, Chen Mo.

The mourning ceremony was held at the venue chosen by the police station. Chen Mo had been blown up by the bomb and his limbs were damaged. His body had been stitched up by the undertaker. He was wearing a police uniform and a bright red flag covered over his body.

Many people had participated in the mourning ceremony: Chen Mo’s elderly parents, his old classmates, his colleagues at the police station, as well as many ordinary people that he had helped during his work…

Chen Mo’s mother cried until she fainted. Everyone else’s eyes were also red.

Chen Mo’s former leader, the current leader of the task force, Bai Ze, had obtained the glory of being a martyr for him. He had satisfied his previous wishes and had also promised the dead that he would inherit his will and continue fighting for justice.

After the mourning ceremony was Chen Mo’s funeral. He was sent to the incinerator and turned into a box of ashes. Then, like the other police officers who had died on the mission, he was buried in the cemetery.

There were not as many people attending the funeral as at the mourning ceremony. There were only Chen Mo’s family, colleagues, and close friends. Yu Lang and Yu Yao had attended as friends, so no one questioned their right to be there.

After the funeral, Yu Lang and Yu Yao slowly walked along the small path through the cemetery and brushed shoulders with a man holding a rose bouquet in his hand…