In front of the memorial hall, there was a clamor.
"People's father died, and they're not even allowed to send him off on his final journey. Is there no humanity left?"
"City officials can dismiss people like they're nothing, huh? If your dad died, wouldn't you attend his funeral?"
"Are you all fucking heartless?"
Faced with over forty ferocious urban management officers, Wei Pengcheng was instantly panicked. He clutched the shiny handcuffs but simply couldn't bring himself to use them. Most of the others were dispatched from the city bureau and were also hesitant in the face of this crowd, compounded by Gao Man, who was surrounded in the middle and constantly muttering.
"What's the rush with this investigation? They won't even let people send off their dead father!"
