The Zilan Lake Cemetery is located on the west side of a quiet and deep wet area, facing the Blue Mountains facing the Zilan Lake, and is less than an hour's drive from the bustling Fawang District.

It is a good place for long sleep, and the nearest cemetery to the center.

"The area here is particularly large, and it is said to be enough for everyone in the three large areas surrounding it to sleep in." Locke introduced in the car.

Everyone: "..." does not want to sleep too much.

"But I haven't been here before." Locke and other voices sounded a bit regretful, I don't know what he was regretting.

"I doubt you drank this morning." Anna said angrily: "Isn't it good to haven't been here?"

"I know, I mean there are still many celebrities buried here." Locke, "You can stop by and see them ..."

He paused and added: "The remains of ..."

...

They chatted with the young interns again and again. This kind of experience of going out collectively during working hours was somewhat new to them, so they seemed very excited.

Yan Suizhi didn't take part in the whole process except for a proper smile when they saw it.

He didn't have much interest in this kind of going out, in fact his attention remained in the dossier he saw in the morning.

The last time he used the search method to find the bombing, this time it was discovered that it was not necessary to find it like that. The explosion related to him was specially marked and bookmarked.

The special marks are unified in the law firm and will be found in all first-level cases. The bookmark should be Gu Yanjia, perhaps for the convenience of searching.

He simply flipped it through, and it contained quite complete contents, including the power of attorney, background information, evidence catalog, testimony of relevant witnesses, confessions, written court records, judgments, etc.

At first glance, everything he needs to know seems to be inside.

Before he came out, he looked at the brief description of the top case at a glance, similar to what he saw in the news reports before-

The explosion was caused by a middle-aged man named Carl Richard who had suffered severe burns and had mental problems, sometimes sober and sometimes mad. But regardless of his sobriety or madness, the extreme hatred caused him to be burned and fired from the company and department head. In the past few years, his life has been completely unsecured, and the follow-up compensation promised by the company has never been in place. His madness was getting worse, and his wife left him with children.

On that day, the boss of the company stayed in that hotel with a few management staff, which happened to be on the same floor as Yan Suizhi. There is a separate elevator on the floor where they live, not everyone can enter. Carl Richard simply found a room on the two floors below them, and two bombs blew him up and down a total of three floors.

The company boss, several managements, and the unlucky guests similar to Yan Sui were accounted for in it.

Because of mental problems, Carl Richard was eventually sent to a special psychiatric hospital, to a certain extent, to avoid the prison.

"By the way, is Zilan Lake Cemetery ..." Henry the intern suddenly said, his expression a little hesitant.

Everyone except Yan Suizhi looked at him and waited for him to finish the second half.

"I don't know if I remember correctly, but it seems ..." Henry was stuck in half again.

But looking at his expression, it seems that everyone can understand him immediately.

Everyone was confused by him. After a while, Filida reacted first and shot his thighs—

"Oh-you shot my legs!" Henry exclaimed.

"I mean I remembered! Is Dean Yan here too?" Felida suddenly realized.

Yan Sui was shocked and finally recovered: "Huh?"

"I mean the tombstone of the dean is here!" Filida said: "Is it mentioned in the report, am I not mistaken?"

Yan Suizhi gave a soft "ah" sound, whispering as if she remembered it: "It seems to have mentioned a sentence."

His expression fascinated for a moment, his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly looked out of the window. In front of the side of the car, you can vaguely see the huge sign of the Zilan Lake Cemetery, standing quietly by the lake surrounded by pine forest.

Everyone's attention was focused on the "actually seeing the dean's tombstone", and he didn't find any strange look on his face for a while.

It is also because they mentioned this matter, so in the last ten minutes of driving, everyone put on a grave face, and the whole car was full of mourning atmosphere.

Yan Suizhi, who regained his mind, leaned on the back of the chair and silently admired the way, feeling his face turned into a black and white photo.

"Mr. Zeng? We have reached the gate of the cemetery." After getting out of the car, Locke turned over the contact information Hobbes gave him and dialed the communication to the so-called case related person.

The other party is one of the staff of the Zilan Lake Cemetery and a friend of Hobbes.

"Children of Southern Cross Law Firm, right?" Locke opened the public announcement, and the other party's voice was enough for everyone to hear.

Mr. Zeng said: "Come to understand the case? Wait a minute, there are a few guests here. I will meet you. I will go to see you afterwards. You can wait in the reception room of the office area or you can go to see if there is Who can worship? "

Everyone: "..." Your hospitality in the cemetery is really special.

For the preliminary assessment of interns like Southern Cross Law Firm, they are looking for friends of various lawyers to help them act as relevant persons in various cases. Some of them enjoyed the acting process very much, and the film emperor's upper body was very happy to act. It seems that those cases are true.

"Are there any guests?" Mutter murmured after cutting off the communication.

The cemetery usually has no people. In order not to affect Mr. Zeng's work, the day that Hobbes helped them was actually the closed day of this month.

"Then let's go around first," Felida said.

Thanks to Mr. Zeng ’s ingenious proposal, 10 minutes later, Yan Suizhi followed several other interns, walked through the long stone steps and lush trees of the cemetery, and came face-to-face with his own tombstone. With two white resting flowers that Felida squeezed into him.

Yan Suizhi in the photo: "..."

Yan Suizhi holding the flower: "..."

The cemetery should have been selected by the University of Metz. The photo is the same as the one in the Hall of Fame-Yan Suizhi wears glasses and sits elegantly on the armrest sofa, with a thick codex on her knees. A light smile.

Both appearance and temperament are impeccable.

When such photos appear on the tombstone, they are particularly regrettable.

He did not leave any words beforehand, so the epitaph is very official--

A noble soul slept here. He had saved many people and taught many people. The gentle moonlight and floral fragrance of Zilan Lake with blessings, wish him rest in peace.

Yan Suizhi: "..."

To be honest, I don't really want to rest.

When he pinned the rest flower in his hand on the tombstone next door, Anna and the two more sensitive girls were already sighing with red eyes.

It is really complicated and wonderful to be able to stand here and watch others miss themselves.

He was about to say something to the two little girls, and suddenly a voice came from the stone steps not far behind him.

"Eh? Someone took the lead? Also a classmate?" Said a female voice.

Yan Suizhi turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw Gu Yan's face across a quiet path of more than 20 meters.

"..."

Why are you there? ?