Although he had been mentally prepared, Zhang Haotian couldn't help but cry silently and shed tears.

Lu Dongjie left, and the ninety-year-old man left in peace, ending the glory he had once had and ending his boredom and loneliness that ordinary people could not imagine in the past few decades. The door to the world closed silently, while the other world was slowly opening to him, but no one could guess whether he had gone to heaven or hell.

After holding Lu Dongjie's withered hand for a long time, Zhang Haotian knelt down at him, then leaned down with his hands and began to kowtow. Every time he kowtowed, he would shout respectfully: "Master, please go."

In this way, Zhang Haotian kowtowed many times and shouted "Master, please go." His forehead soon broke, and bright red blood had already flowed down his cheeks.

Although this hurts, it can suppress the deeper pain in Zhang Haotian's heart. He was an abandoned child. Although he was adopted by Zhang Shizhong, the adoptive father had never taught him anything. From childhood to adulthood, whenever Zhang Haotian saw other children receive the sincere teachings of his father, he felt an indelible soreness and regret in his heart. But he never expected that he would receive the teachings of an old man in prison like a father to make up for his inner regret. However, this was too short, so short that he could not accept such a reality. He could only suppress it with physical pain.

After a long time, Zhang Haotian slowly stood up, walked to the head of the bed, held Lu Dongjie's increasingly cold hand again, pressed the intercom, and waited for the voice of a prison guard to hear from inside, Zhang Haotian said softly: "He's gone."

Although the prison guards below were prepared for Lu Dongjie's death, after receiving the notice from Zhang Haotian, they saw a prison guard bringing two prisoners carrying stretchers up, and there was a long piece of white cloth on the stretcher.

Seeing Zhang Haotian with blood on his head and a sad face, the prison guard and the prisoner both showed horror, but Zhang Haotian didn't care about them. Instead, he first sorted out Lu Dongjie's remains, then picked him up, carefully placed it on a stretcher, and finally covered it with a white cloth, and then said to the prison guard: "Send him there now?"

The prison guard said: "I have already asked my superiors to pull him to the crematorium and cremate."

Zhang Haotian said: "I want to go to the crematorium and guard him all night and wait for dawn to burn again, okay?"

The prison guard immediately said, "No, this is not in compliance with the rules, absolutely not."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Haotian, who seemed to be calm, suddenly grabbed the prison guard's collar and roared: "You have been locked up for decades. Now he is dead. Can't you even wait for a night? Are you still human, or human?"

He was born with a mighty and powerful man, and at this moment a bloody roar was really terrifying. The two prisoners carrying stretchers were so scared that they ran straight to the iron gate, and the prison guard was so frightened that he couldn't speak. He grabbed the collar and did not react for a moment.

After a while, Zhang Haotian first woke up from his anger and knew that he could not anger the prison guard at the moment, so he let go of his collar.

The prison guard came to his senses at this time and shouted, "You are so upset, so upset."

While he said, he took out the walkie-talkie and asked more colleagues to come up and control Zhang Haotian first.

Zhang Haotian grabbed his hand and said in a very stable voice: "Police Officer, I have been with this old man for so long and have more or less feelings. Now that he has passed away, I feel very sad. I was so sorry just now. Let's do this, can you contact Captain Zheng? I want to talk to him."

The prison guard looked at his head swollen and broken, glanced at the blood on the ground, his face gradually calmed down, and said, "I can't tell that you are quite emotional. Is this prisoner who has no relatives and you for no reason?"

As he said this, he took out his cell phone and unplugged the phone number of Zheng Song, the captain of the Sixth Prison District.

The phone was quickly unplugged. The prison guard briefly said a few words and handed the phone to Zhang Haotian.

Zhang Haotian held his cell phone and heard Zheng Song say "feed" and said, "Captain Zheng, you said when I came that as long as you complete the task, you will give me a reward. Now I don't need any reward. I just hope you can promise me to go to the crematorium to guard the old man for the night, and then hand over his ashes to me. I promise you that I will never escape."

After a while, Zheng Song's voice came and said, "Okay, Zhang Haotian, I originally planned to change your control from general management to second-level wide management after you get off the tower. The prisoner No. 1 was unable to contact his relatives for a long time. He was also an extraordinary person in the past. He has not been able to survive in prison for so many years. Now he is dead, so you can stay with him for one night. Cremation will be made tomorrow morning, and the ashes will be registered. You can arrange it yourself after you are released from prison."

Unexpectedly, Zheng Song was so humane. Zhang Haotian's anxious heart finally calmed down a little, so he gave the phone to the prison guard. He listened to Zheng Song saying something on the phone, and the prison guard nodded repeatedly.

After putting down his cell phone, the prison guard called to carry Lu Dongjie's body down, so Zhang Haotian carried it in front, and two prisoners carried it from behind, and then went down the tower.

Not long after leaving the tower gate, Zhang Haotian couldn't help but look back at the top of the tower. This "old death tower" was indeed true. The last prisoner locked up inside could not come out alive. With the death of Lu Dongjie, the "old death tower" used to detain repetitive criminals in the past may have been discontinued. I just hope that all the dead souls here can rest.

As soon as Lu Dongjie's body was carried to the playground, a prison car drove over. The prison guard directed the body to carry it into the car, allowing Zhang Haotian to sit behind him, and he sat in the front row.

The prison car started quickly, and the prison guard negotiated with the three levels before he drove out of the prison gate.

He moved forward with lightning speed and half an hour later, he arrived at the crematorium. The prison guards processed the procedures very familiarly. Sure enough, Zhang Haotian and a staff member carried Lu Dongjie's body to a small independent morgue and waited for Tianming to cremate.
Chapter completed!