Is the Scum Worthy of Whitewashing?

Song Ming died early.

However, the corpse was not found, only a **** coat was found at the bottom of the cliff, which had been eaten by a foreign creature.

The death is confirmed on the identity certificate.

It seems that apart from He Yimin's family, he has no relatives.

On the day of the funeral, apart from the members of the base, only the He Yimin family, dressed in black mourning clothes, were silent and mourning.

"Father, the festival is sorrowful and change." Xu Shirong held the slumped He Yimin.

He Yuya also leaned on Xu Shirong's shoulder, sobbing quietly.

He Yimin held on to the crutches, looked at Song Mingchu's black and white photo, and tremblingly said: "This child in the early Ming Dynasty, I finally failed to protect him...When I went underground, what face would I have to see her?"

He was talking about his late wife.

"In the early Ming Dynasty, he sacrificed for the base." Xu Shirong sighed deeply, "He died gloriously, and he didn't have too many regrets when he presumably left."

He Yimin did not speak, obviously still immersed in sad emotions.

"What's more, there are many important discoveries in this investigation." Xu Shirong said softly, "I also hope that you will cheer up, father. This may be related to the future of our base—"

After he finished speaking, his eyes moved to Xu Du who was not far away.

Xu Du met his gaze, and Xu Shirong nodded at him inaudibly.

Soon after the funeral, Xu Du was taken to He Yimin's office.

Xu Shirong is also there.

He Yimin rubbed his eyebrows, the newly grown wrinkles were filled with exhaustion and loneliness, but he still cheered up: "I heard Shirong say that you found a ‘remains’?"

The relic in his mouth naturally refers to the waterfall. For the people here, it is indeed a landscape that can only be found in ancient times.

"Yes." Xu Du nodded and handed the relevant photos and videos to He Yimin.

It was supposed to be handed in as soon as he came back, but since his return, He Yimin has been busy at the funeral in the early Song and Ming dynasties, so it has been delayed until now.

He Yimin looked at the photo for a long time, and finally showed a touch of relief.

"Continue to explore." His hand holding the photo trembled slightly, "Next time, I will go with him."

"Father?" Xu Shirong was a little surprised, "You go in person? Is this... a bit too risky?"

He Yimin waved his hand: "This matter is related to the base's revitalization plan. Naturally, I have to go and explore it personally. Don't worry, you will accompany me when you come, and nothing will happen if you think about it."

His tone was very determined, obviously his decision had been made.

Xu Shirong's face was full of worries.

But at the moment when he turned his head, Xu Du saw the arc of his mouth, and he tilted upward slightly.

"It's there?" He Yimin pointed to the path ahead, holding on to his crutches.

"Yes."

A few days after the funeral in the early Song and Ming dynasties, He Yimin came to this jungle to explore in person as he said before.

"The road ahead is very narrow." Xu Shirong said, "It might be inconvenient for the team members to go there together."

"Yeah." He Yimin looked at the path ahead, "Then the three of us will go over."

He has improved a lot. Although Song Mingchu's death brought him a big blow, Xu Du's discovery also comforted him.

It is He Yimin's wish to reproduce the old customs and return to that natural and beautiful era, and it is also the wish of every human being who lives in the last days.

After walking for a long time, they finally reached their destination.

He Yimin saw the scenery in front of him, although it was only a small piece, but the mist still wet his eyes.

He trembled all over, and was quiet for a long time before slowly taking off the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Miracle...It's a miracle."

"God... It turned out to be favoring humans." He Yimin's tears slowly fell along the wrinkled and withered gully.

His excitement is exactly the same as Song Mingchu's performance.

"Yes, Song Mingchu also said it." Xu Du looked at the scene in front of him, "This is a miracle."

He Yimin sighed: "At the beginning of Ming Dynasty... He was like me, since he was a child, he was the most yearning for the scene described in the old books, but it is a pity—"

He paused suddenly and looked at Xu Du warily.

"Wait, what did you say?"

Xu Du smiled slightly and said nothing.

He Yimin looked at Xu Shirong again and pointed at Xu Du: "He just mentioned that he was here last in the early Ming Dynasty? Right?"

Xu Shirong glanced at Xu Du meaningfully: "That's right."

"But I remember you telling me that at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, I sacrificed because I was fighting a different creature." He Yimin realized that things were not that simple and frowned deeply, "What's the matter?"

"I killed him." Xu Du looked at him quietly, "right here, he fell...but he was buried in this miraculous place, I don't think there is any regret."

He Yimin's eyes widened and looked at Xu Du, Xu Shi was too shocked and did not respond for a long time.

"You—" After a long while, he finally said, "You killed him!?"

His eyebrows were raised sharply, his teeth trembled, and his eyes were mixed with hatred, consternation, and disbelief.

"Captain Xu also saw it." Xu Du pointed at Xu Shirong.

He Yimin was shocked and looked in the direction Xu Du was pointing.

I saw Xu Shirong smile gently, did not deny, just stood quietly in place.

"You...you..." He Yimin opened his mouth, "so blatantly, I'm not afraid of going back..."

"After we go back?" Xu Shirong laughed, "Father, do you think you can go back? There are only three of us here."

He Yimin was stunned, Xu Du took advantage of his stunned time and pushed him down.

The valley is very deep, and falling is the end of the body and bones, and there is no possibility of surviving.

Xu Du clapped his hands and looked at Xu Shirong: "It's resolved."

"Good job." Xu Shirong walked over and patted Xu Du on the shoulder, "As expected, my son-this old guy is dead, and the base belongs to both of you and me."

He Yimin does not have a son. After his death, the burden of leading the base will be suspended.

Originally, as his nephew in the early Song and Ming dynasties, he was also regarded as one of the heirs. But he is dead, and this position will undoubtedly fall to his son-in-law Xu Shirong.

"This is really a wonderful place of burial." Xu Shirong looked at the waterfall in front of him, and sighed with a smile, "He Yimin, Song Mingchu, they were all buried here, such a beautiful place, I am considered good enough for them."

"Of course." He looked away and turned to Xu Du, "These are all your contributions... Don't worry, Dad will reward you well when you go back."

Xu Du smiled at him: "Let's go back. Once He Yimin is dead, there are still many things to deal with."

Xu Shirong took Xu Du's hand, left together, walked out of the jungle, and arrived at the base camp.

The team members waited idly on the spot, and when they saw the two of them appeared, they quickly stood up.

Xu Shirong smiled without a trace, and suddenly grasped Xu Du's wrists, and skillfully cut his hands behind him, Xu Du was firmly restrained by him and could not move.

"Mr. He was killed." Xu Shirong frowned deeply, his tone of sorrow, "and the murderer is this person."

He looked at Xu Du and continued.

"I'm sad, but the most important thing at the moment is to bring the murderer back to the base for trial and punishment—",