Gently bite the jasmine

Chapter 243 The Funeral Disappearance

The weather wasn't good on the day of the funeral; it was gloomy, but it didn't rain.

The funeral procession up the mountain was divided into three cars due to internal family conflicts. Lin Xi and Duan Yiheng were naturally in the same car.

Before departure, staff conducted a final arrangement and examination of the remains.

The hearse was ready, and Duan Yiheng was outside coordinating and checking all the documents and procedures.

When it was almost time, Uncle Deng went to remind him.

Just as Lin Xi was about to leave, a staff member dressed in black suddenly walked over in a panic.

"Miss Lin."

Lin Xi asked him, "What's wrong?"

The man said, "I'm so sorry, but I don't dare to tell Mr. Duan. Ms. Lin, please help me."

Lin Xi frowned: "What exactly is going on?"

She vaguely remembered this person; he had been in charge of things at the funeral hall.

"A crack was discovered in Mr. Duan's urn during the moving process. Although it doesn't affect anything, it's considered unlucky. It can be repaired, but it will take time, and the hearse is about to depart..."

Lin Xi knew what happened next, even without the staff telling him.

The departure time was set in advance and approved by the master.

This is clearly the fault of the funeral home staff, but now is not the time to assign blame.

"Where's the urn?" Lin Xi planned to go check on it first.

"You come with me."

Lin Xi turned around and followed them into the mourning hall.

Meanwhile, Duan Yiheng was almost done. He looked up and didn't see Lin Xi, so he gave an order:

"Uncle Deng, it's time to set off. Go and call Lin Xi over."

Uncle Deng turned around and went back to the mourning hall. He didn't see Lin Xi, so he took out his phone to call Lin Xi, but she didn't answer.

Duan Yiheng couldn't wait any longer and came straight over: "Where is he?"

Uncle Deng said, "He didn't answer the phone."

Duan Yiheng took out his phone but didn't answer.

His face gradually darkened, and he said, "Check the surveillance footage immediately. Something has happened to Lin Xi."

As Duan Yiheng spoke, he hurriedly left the mourning hall. Just then, a fully enclosed van flashed past in his peripheral vision.

"Stop the car!" Duan Yiheng shouted as he ran over.

But the van was going very fast and wasn't afraid of hitting anyone.

As Duan Yiheng passed by the black cab carrying the coffin, he grabbed the driver, pulled him out, and smoothly shifted gears.

Seeing this, Duan Mingxuan also drove over.

Duan Zheng, completely bewildered, ran over and asked Uncle Deng, "What happened?"

Uncle Deng, his face also dark, said, "The young lady is missing."

Duan Zheng frowned: "What do we do now? Dad can't wait here."

Uncle Deng thought for a moment and said, "You go up the mountain with the car first, I'll leave someone here to handle things."

It can only be the.

Duan Zheng turned around and got into the car, and the hearse departed on time.

On the other side, the van drove in the opposite direction from the hearse.

Duan Yiheng accelerated, his face grim.

The houses on both sides of the road rushed backwards, and the van driver saw the Maybach getting closer and closer in his rearview mirror, so he gritted his teeth and accelerated.

However, their performance cannot be compared. The longer the time goes on, the more overburdened the van's engine becomes.

Duan Yiheng accelerated again, almost flying past the van.

The van driver lost control for a moment, and the entire vehicle began to shake violently.

Duan Yiheng suddenly accelerated, turned the steering wheel to the right, and came to a steady stop on the road.

The van driver instinctively slammed on the brakes and quickly shifted into reverse. Suddenly, the rear of the van was violently struck.

It was Duan Mingxuan who bumped into him.

With wolves in front and tigers behind, the van was eventually forced to stop.

Duan Yiheng's eyes were filled with a dark anger, and the van driver got out of the car shakily.

Duan Yiheng opened the car door, his blood running cold.

Duan Mingxuan also ran over, looked at the empty carriage, and grabbed the driver by the collar: "Where is everyone?"

The driver looked bewildered: "Who is it?"

"Where's Lin Xi?" Duan Mingxuan roared. "Where is she? Didn't you kidnap her?"

The driver quickly shook his head: "How could I dare to kidnap someone?"

Duan Yiheng no longer had the energy to pursue the responsibility of the van driver.

What a clever diversionary tactic! Duan Yiheng opened his phone, and the location of Lin Xi was still at the funeral home.

Uncle Deng called at that moment, and Duan Yiheng asked directly, "Is there anyone left at the funeral home?"

Uncle Deng immediately replied, "We've kept some people here."

After asking who it was, Duan Yiheng made another phone call. The driver next to him had already been punched several times by Duan Mingxuan.

Duan Yiheng got into the car and returned to the funeral home. As soon as he got out of the car, a bodyguard handed him a cloth bag.

Duan Yiheng took it and opened it; inside was Lin Xi's watch.

Bright jewelry is not allowed at funerals, and although Lin Xi's earrings, on which the tracking device was attached, were everyday wear, they were still inappropriate for a funeral.

I changed my shoes because I was going up the mountain to bury the old man today, leaving only this understated and elegant watch.

Duan Yiheng slammed his hand on the steering wheel and immediately made a phone call.

The call was answered quickly. Duan Yiheng said politely, "Director Lin, there's something I'd like to ask you."

The other end was quite straightforward. Duan Yiheng continued, "Today is my grandfather's funeral, and my fiancée has been kidnapped. I'd appreciate it if you could help me find her, but I don't know the kidnappers' demands, so please keep it a secret for now. I have two suspects here..."

After speaking, Duan Yiheng instructed his bodyguards to stay and review the surveillance footage, and to record all suspicious persons and vehicles and report them to the police.

After saying that, he turned the car around and headed up the mountain.

Duan Mingxuan followed behind and saw everything. He made up his mind and stayed.

This time, he wanted to find Lin Xi before Duan Yiheng.

Like Duan Yiheng, he also believed it was Ke Yu and Chen Liangyi.

Ke Yu is especially suspicious, because even a fallen camel is bigger than a horse, and Ke Yu still has some connections that can be used.

But Chen Jingyi is even more gloomy than Ke Yu, so I'm afraid she won't treat Lin Xi very well.

Duan Mingxuan immediately called Yu Lang. The two had many cronies, and so did their shady dealings.

On the mountain, everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the head of the Duan family, but no one knew what Duan Yiheng was thinking.

No one knew that beneath Duan Yiheng's calm exterior lay the agony of being boiled in oil.

He looked at the old man's portrait and prayed that the old man would bless him.

Duan Zheng didn't see Duan Mingxuan, so he immediately called him and gave him a good scolding.

Annoyed, Duan Mingxuan hung up the phone.

Duan Yiheng has already gone up the mountain, who still cares about him? Besides, a living person is always more important than a deceased person, even if that person is your grandfather.

At that moment, Duan Mingxuan suddenly realized that Duan Yiheng was nothing special.

Having obtained everything and balanced all parties, the only thing he couldn't abandon was to go find Lin Xi.

But Duan Mingxuan can.

Duan Mingxuan stepped on the gas and drove out of the funeral home. As he passed a van, his expression suddenly froze.

About three to five seconds later, he quickly turned around.

The man driving the van looked familiar; he had worked with Chen Jingyi before and exposed the relationship between Lin Xi and Duan Yiheng online.

He investigated privately and inadvertently discovered that Chen Jingyi was getting close to a person who had been released from prison.

Chen Jingyi calls him Brother Shan.

That person just now looked a lot like the "Brother Shan" that Chen Jingyi mentioned.