Chapter 888: Cousin’s Girlfriend’s Funeral

After passing through this vast expanse of ordinary people's ash burial grounds, their final resting places, Jiang Ran arrived at the more mid-to-high-end type of graves.

These mid-to-high-end graves were clearly far superior to what ordinary people could afford, in terms of both obvious design and various other aspects.

After more than ten minutes, they finally stopped in front of what should be the most high-end type of grave in this entire cemetery.

Just the land occupied by this single grave alone, if converted into the kind used by ordinary people one after another, could probably hold a hundred of them.

Because of the sufficiently large footprint, the offerings for this deceased person were also extremely abundant. If this were an ordinary grave, they wouldn't even fit.

When Jiang Ran arrived, the area in front of the tombstone was already piled high with all sorts of memorial supplies.

Besides the fruit baskets and flower wreaths they had carried over, in all kinds of shapes and forms, a huge pile of them, there were also many paper offerings for worship.

Things like gold ingots, phones, brand-name clothes, all made of paper.

Of course, Jiang Ran could tell with just a casual glance that none of these things were cheap.

Including the fruit baskets and flower wreaths in front.

Whether it was the fruit or the flowers inside the wreaths, white chrysanthemums, lilies, everything was top-tier goods.

And of course, what was even more extravagant, there was an incredibly beautiful, luxurious, and well-crafted large cake.

In addition, there were beautiful dresses for girls to wear, jeans, cosmetics, hairbands, and so on.

These weren't made of paper, they were real clothes for real people.

You could say they had everything imaginable.

Moreover, all these real clothes were brand-name items.

Each piece was worth several hundred, even over a thousand yuan.

After the memorial ceremony, they would be thrown into the brazier and burned, seemingly as offerings to the deceased.

There weren't many people at this location.

Only about a dozen or so.

They were all dressed rather plainly.

Among them, the most conspicuous was a young man, around twenty years old or so.

He was kneeling in front of the tombstone, crying with such heart-wrenching grief, screaming at the top of his lungs.

He was kneeling on the ground completely, tears mixed with saliva running down his face. This should be Wang Qingzhao's cousin.

Wang Qingzhao was quite wealthy.

Her cousin probably wasn't lacking either.

You could tell just from what he was currently wearing.

Black suit, black leather shoes.

Although you could often see this kind of attire on the street, car salesmen or real estate agents dressed like that, you could tell at a glance that the black suit on Wang Qingzhao's cousin was not an ordinary black suit.

The texture of it, Jiang Ran could distinguish it at a single glance even from a distance.

It was like the difference between the black paint on a car worth tens of thousands and the black paint on a car worth over a million.

Besides Wang Qingzhao's cousin, among the others, two should be his close friends, also wearing suits, but the quality was clearly inferior.

As for the rest, they should be the girlfriend's relatives and family.

Parents, grandparents, they all seemed to have arrived. There were probably also younger brothers, sisters, and all kinds of distant aunts and uncles.

Although they weren't crying and screaming with the same heart-rending pain as Wang Qingzhao's cousin, each of them still had grim expressions on their faces.

Especially the girlfriend's mother, she was also crying, just not as intensely as Wang Qingzhao's cousin.

Wang Qingzhao then told Jiang Ran a story about this grave.

The girlfriend's family was from an ordinary household, so when it came to buying a grave, they could only afford the most basic kind in this cemetery.

The kind that sat one after another.

The current one, this grave, was bought by Wang Qingzhao's cousin with his own money for his girlfriend.

Jiang Ran used his phone, activated the camera function, and aimed at the tombstone.

Then he kept pinching and zooming on the screen.

Finally, he managed to zoom in clearly on the photo of Wang Qingzhao's cousin's girlfriend on the tombstone, along with the text below it.

Even though it was just an ordinary photo on a tombstone, from this photo alone, you could tell she was definitely a beauty in life.

Looking at the rest of the information, yeah, she was indeed very young, just barely over twenty years old. What a pity.

The dead were dead.

Those still living certainly couldn't stay here forever to keep her company.

So, after the girlfriend's family finished their memorial rites, they all left first.

Of course, before they left, they only coldly exchanged a brief greeting with Wang Qingzhao's cousin.

The two sides acted as if they were mortal enemies.

Soon, only Wang Qingzhao's cousin, who was still crying, his two friends, Jiang Ran, and Wang Qingzhao remained.

Jiang Ran observed all this, took note of it, and asked Wang Qingzhao: "Was this girl's death caused by your cousin? Why does it feel like the girl's family all hate your cousin quite a bit?"

Buying a grave like this for his girlfriend.

That was already being super responsible, a super good boyfriend.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, the girlfriend's family shouldn't be this cold.

There was definitely a story here.

Wang Qingzhao said: "Sort of, but also not really."

"A while ago, my cousin, his two friends, and his girlfriend all went to Germany for a trip."

"Then one night, at a bar, they suddenly ran into a deranged serial killer."

"That deranged serial killer directly drove a cement truck into the bar, then got out and went on a massive killing spree."

"My cousin's girlfriend died at the hands of that deranged serial killer."

Jiang Ran listened, his face filled with shock: "I used to watch TV sometimes, seeing those legal affairs programs or those suspense shows, and they'd mention how overseas, you'd constantly hear about some deranged serial killer or murderer popping up out of nowhere."

"I never imagined your cousin would actually run into one!"

Wang Qingzhao sighed: "Who says so, right?"

"So that's why my cousin's girlfriend's family blames my cousin."

"If you hadn't taken your girlfriend, not playing in the country, but insisting on going abroad, maybe this wouldn't have happened, and she'd still be alive and well."

Jiang Ran shook his head: "You can't say that. This was an accident, an accident no one could have predicted."

"No one wanted this to happen."

"Yeah, no one wanted this to happen, and you guys don't know, that deranged serial killer wearing the Jason mask, he was really just as terrifying as Jason himself, wielding a large cleaver, crazily slashing and killing everyone in sight."

At this moment, Wang Qingzhao's cousin's two friends walked over.

These two friends.

One was named Gao Jun.

The other was named Song Lu.

These two had gone to Germany with Wang Qingzhao's cousin on that trip.

The two walked over and overheard the conversation between Jiang Ran and Wang Qingzhao.

The previous remarks had been made by Gao Jun, who continued: "Thinking back to that night, I'm still a bit scared even now, my whole body breaking out in goosebumps."

While Gao Jun was saying this, his gaze remained fixed on Wang Qingzhao the entire time.

He stared at Wang Qingzhao and said: "You're Xiao Di's older cousin, right?"

Wang Qingzhao's cousin was named Wang Xiaodi.

Wang Qingzhao smiled and nodded.

Gao Jun also smiled slightly: "I've heard Xiao Di mention a long time ago that his cousin was a great beauty. I never thought that meeting her today would confirm he wasn't lying to us."

Jiang Ran interrupted Gao Jun, asking: "So that night, when you all encountered the deranged serial killer, besides Qingzhao's cousin's girlfriend, were there any other victims?"