Chapter 187: My Rules Are the Rules

No one knows how long Song Zuer cried; at this moment, the director directly pressed the pause button and shut down the variety show.

Everyone actually understood and realized they could no longer pour salt on the wound.

But, it was ultimately very heartbreaking.

A mother used her persistence to guard her family, helping this family during the most difficult times, during the hardest moments.

When she left, she didn't take a single penny from the house.

Just let myself scatter with the wind; just let myself slowly leave along with the clouds.

Late at night, Old Song handled the bones according to the customs of his hometown, specially setting up a spirit hall; meanwhile, several people gathered together, eating a meal and guarding the spirit tablet.

Song Zuer was burning paper money over here.

The funeral rites followed Shamanic culture; quite a few celebrity friends came, but whether they were once popular or whatever, those things didn't matter.

Old Song silently stared at his wife's photo, lost in thought.

What is the significance of science existing? It is so that one can see those who have already gone.

Inside the coffin, the woman's appearance appeared before everyone.

This was the masterpiece of Xiang Qinqin and her teacher over there.

Reconstructing an entire person from bones is a bold attempt, but one must admit this teacher truly succeeded; no wonder he is hailed as the number one person in the country.

Chen Fan took a sip of white liquor, ate some meat, and said, "Won't you eat something?"

Several people looked at Chen Fan but didn't respond.

Is this guy allergic to emotions? He has no reaction at all.

Boss Yang, dressed in black, appeared beside Chen Fan, reached out, tapped Chen Fan's head, and said, "Eat, eat, eat; can't you even offer comfort?"

"None of your business; we aren't in the same department anymore, don't you know?"

"I know; you aren't my employee anymore, but I can't hit you, or should I tell your father and mother?"

Chen Fan immediately shut up and said nothing; damn, this woman is so annoying; since she can't beat me, she's going to get her parents involved.

Over here, Boss Yang went to visit Song Zuer, offered some comfort, and then returned to Chen Fan's side.

"That young girl is too miserable; sigh, such a result is too heartbreaking for a child."

Over here, Zhang Xinyu said, "Sigh, because of this matter, I specifically called my mother; suddenly, I miss home a bit."

"Mm, fortune and misfortune depend on each other; sigh, now that the daughter is doing well and the father is doing well, the mother must be happy too."

Chen Fan quietly took the chicken leg from in front of Boss Yang, and then Boss Yang speechlessly said, "Now I feel you really have no emotions; it feels like the you from before is gone."

"How do you know if I wasn't pretending before?"

"Oh, so that's why I thought you looked strange; so you really are like this after all."

Over here, Li Tian answered a phone call, glanced at Chen Fan, and Chen Fan froze.

Then he quickly ate a couple of bites of rice and vegetables, followed by gnawing on the chicken leg.

He rushed straight out.

Old Song also heard someone speaking, got so angry his hair stood on end, and said, "Damn, these guys are still causing trouble for me at a time like this; let's go."

"Uh, Captain, you don't need to go; we can handle it over here."

"I want to have a fight right now."

"Better not go, Captain; just stay here; your emotions are very unstable right now; if you go, something bad might happen."

Old Song was still calmed down by the others.

Over here, Li Tian, Chen Fan, and several police officers rushed straight to the street.

At this moment, a group of people were holding things and fighting.

There was obvious blood on the ground.

Li Tian completely lost his temper and said, "Zhang Tianxiong, haven't your people arrived yet?"

"Arrived, arrived."

At this moment, the car door opened, a group of police officers rushed out, directly put on protective suits, and upon encountering anyone, subdued them.

Chen Fan very calmly tied one up.

Li Tian looked at the ringleader and said, "How about it; do you want to go to the hospital?"

"Go where? Why arrest me? They attacked me first... I was defending myself..."

Li Tian was just about to scold him when Chen Fan walked over and said, "Let me see if you're injured."

The man saw Chen Fan, and in that instant, it was as if he saw some kind of devil; just in that one instant, he felt so stunned.

No, wait, this person, why does he feel so strange?

The man said nothing; Chen Fan took the watermelon knife from the man's hand, casually weighed it twice, and swung it.

'Mm, not bad, quite handy; you brought something to counterattack, did you?'

"No... no, not a counterattack, just..."

"Oh, whatever it is has nothing to do with me; I am a forensic doctor now; I don't care about these things; let me collect your fingerprints and blood, is that okay?"

"But..."

"Hmm???"

"Okay, okay, completely okay, no problem at all."

The man directly knelt on the ground, raised both hands above his head, signaling Li Tian over here to arrest him.

The others, upon seeing Chen Fan, also instantly became obedient, as if they had previously seen a big shot appear.

Li Tian frowned, looked at the man on the ground, and said, "Do you know Chen Fan?"

"No... no, I don't know him, I don't know him."

"Then why are you afraid?"

"I don't know, it's just... just feels very scary. He seems, seems like my boss, no, scarier than my boss. He, I can't figure him out."

What the heck? Are you writing a fantasy novel here?

Forget it, I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out. Chen Fan carries too many things on him.

Over here, Chen Fan stared at the stall beside him, walked over, and said, "Boss, give me a watermelon. How much?"

"No, no, no money. It's free for you."

"That won't do. We have rules. We can't just take other people's things. How much is it over here?"

"You just give whatever you think fits."

Chen Fan handed over a hundred yuan.

He grabbed three watermelons and vanished immediately.

Back at the scene, Chen Fan simply disinfected the knife over here, handed it to everyone, and said, "Come on, eat watermelon, eat watermelon."

Over here, Old Liu stopped Chen Fan's action of cutting the watermelon and said, "Where did you get this knife?"

"People were getting hacked over there. Brain matter even flew out."

Old Liu pointed at the white stuff still remaining on the knife and said, "Hmm, you'd better switch to another knife."

Chen Fan looked at everyone and said, "Tch, really strange. So many fusses. 'If it's not dirty, eating it won't cause illness.' Don't you know that?"

Everyone thought, "Let's hope Chen Fan doesn't end up doing the work later. Who knows what stuff those drinks, foods, and fruits he made are contaminated with."