Chapter 2060 Death of the Captain (Ⅱ)

Along the way, the atmosphere in the carriage was gloomy. The women of the Anderson family were crying non-stop, and Joan and the others had no intention of chatting, and only hoped that the carriage would go faster.

The carriage stopped near the military area, across the street was the nursing home for disabled officers. Everyone got out of the carriage and explained their purpose to the guard on duty at the gate of the compound. The guard nodded sympathetically and led them to the funeral parlor attached to the nursing home.

A listless little old man came out of the funeral home. Hearing that the guards said they were the family members of Captain Anderson, he suddenly nodded, put on a pipe, and beckoned everyone to follow him.

Passing through the hall of the funeral parlor, the bluestone bungalow in the backyard is the morgue, square and square like a coffin.

As soon as he walked to the door, Qiao An felt a cold breath seeping through the gap between the door and the window. After a little observation, it was found that there was a constant magic barrier inside the morgue, and the indoor temperature was always maintained near the freezing point, in order to delay the decay of the corpse.

When it came time for the autopsy, Holden tried to persuade Mrs. Anderson to wait outside the door, and it was enough for her two daughters to go in and be identified. Helplessly, the old woman was very stubborn and insisted on seeing the body with her own eyes, and inexplicably decided that it might be a misunderstanding: in fact, her son Bob Anderson was still alive and well, and the person lying in the morgue was just someone with her son. The unlucky ghost with the same name.

Joan accompanied Mrs. Anderson into the morgue. The gloomy hall was filled with coffins. Seeing it, one couldn't help feeling chills.

The little old man with a pipe in his hand shuttled skillfully between the coffins, sometimes lifted the white cloth covering the bed, checked the identity tag hanging on the big toe of the corpse, and finally stopped in front of the coffin next to the wall, and was satisfied after checking He exhaled a smoke ring, turned around and waved to Joan and the others.

"Come and have a look, it's this corpse."

Joan and Hailaer, one left and one right, supported the old woman whose feet were trembling, and slowly moved to the coffin.

The old man roughly lifted the white cloth covering the bed, revealing the body. Mrs. Anderson's two daughters took a look and immediately wailed.

Audrey sighed, raised her hand to hold the holy emblem, and whispered a prayer to bless the dead souls to rest in peace.

Joan helped the trembling old woman close to the coffin, and saw a male corpse lying quietly on the bed, wearing a military uniform and a military cap. His sunken cheeks had lost their former rosiness. It was indeed Bob Anderson.

Joan couldn't bear to look any further, and turned to look at the pale wall. But at that very moment, he saw the light in Mrs. Anderson's eyes suddenly dimmed, revealing the despair of disillusionment and heartbreak.

This touched his soul more than the cold corpse, and made him think back to the scene of his grandfather before he died, as well as the haggard face of Master Rawls lying on the funeral bed, and all the loss of life he had witnessed in the past ten years , the faces of all the dead, those images that had been blurred in memory, suddenly regained clarity at this moment, and intertwined and overlapped before his eyes, jointly demonstrating "death", the doomed destination of life.

At the same time, the question that caused Joan to suffer so much and search hard but couldn't answer it, like a lingering nightmare, resurfaced in his mind again.

What is the meaning of life if one lives forever and cannot escape death?

Three years ago, he came to Midgard University in search of an answer to this question. Today, he has grown from a country bumpkin from a small southern town to a new academic star in people's eyes.

The young and promising Dr. Vader has achieved some so-called achievements, and sometimes even he himself is paralyzed by success, so that he feels that it is naive to talk about the "meaning of life", and it is better to eat and drink every minute Sleep, as long as you live fully and comfortably, why worry about what will happen after death?

However, at this moment, witnessing the disappearance of a fresh life again, and experiencing the invisible and omnipresent presence of death, Qiao An knew that he could no longer deceive himself like this.

For a long time, no matter how many papers he has written and how much magic he has learned, he still cannot answer the original question, and he has realized that it is useless to escape, everyone must face the torture of life: if you don’t want to waste your life , you must give an answer that makes you feel at ease.

The sudden wailing in his ears interrupted Joan's thoughts, and when he turned his head, Mrs. Anderson lost control of her emotions and rushed to the coffin like crazy, picked up the corpse from the bed, and cried "Bob, Bob ", trying to wake his son from his deep sleep.

She shook Captain Anderson's body so vigorously that the military cap on his head slipped off. Only then did everyone realize that someone had peeled off his scalp, revealing a bloody, red and white mottled skull!

Mrs. Anderson fixed her eyes on her son's exposed skull, and the next second she collapsed in front of the coffin and passed out.

Even Qiao An couldn't help being startled when he saw this shocking scene. He held his breath, and a dense layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his back!

Mrs. Anderson, supported by her daughters, left the morgue and went to rest in the waiting room of the funeral home.

Joan didn't like the depressing atmosphere of the funeral home, so he walked in the yard, the warm sun shone on his body, but he still felt chills.

Hailaer and Zion siblings comforted the Anderson sisters, and they all came out one after another.

"We have to deal with this matter to the end." Audrey said solemnly.

"What and how?" Holden asked back.

"If Captain Anderson died in the war and was killed by the soldiers of the enemy country, he would not be innocent. After all, the war between the two armies has nothing to do with personal grievances, and it is difficult to tell which is good and which is evil. Since joining the army, you must be prepared to sacrifice , if you die, you can’t blame others, let alone revenge, but the reality is not like this!”

Audrey went on to say: "Just now I asked the funeral home. Captain Anderson was ordered to perform official duties in the Vimur Valley to expel the Asa horse bandits who harassed the new immigrants. He was attacked by the bandits and was unfortunately shot and died. Later, he was scalped by cruel horse bandits, and what is even more annoying is that the murderer who killed him has not been caught yet!"

"It can be seen that this is a vicious security incident. Captain Anderson unfortunately died while maintaining law and order. The law supports us in bringing the murderer to justice and bringing justice to Captain Anderson and his family."

Holden shook his head with a wry smile after listening to his sister.

"I can understand your feelings, and I also sympathize with Mrs. Anderson's misfortune. However, your seemingly high-sounding reasoning has loopholes and cannot be justified."

"What loophole?" Audrey looked at her younger brother displeased.

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