A few days later, Gu Shimo suddenly received a call from Manager Meng of the cemetery management office.
"Mr. Gu, I'm sorry. I really don't have the face to see you."
On the phone, Manager Meng was anxious and angry. He was about to cry.
"What happened?"
Gu Shimo's gaze changed slightly, and an ominous feeling suddenly rose in his heart.
His tone remained calm.
"Your mother's grave has been robbed. I don't know what kind of person would do such a wicked thing. Mr. Gu, can you come over now?"
Gu Shimo's voice sank." When did this happen?"
"It should have been stolen last night because I go to patrol every day. It was fine yesterday, but I realized that something was wrong today…I've already called the police."
"I'll go over immediately."
After hanging up the phone, Gu Shimo drove straight to Qingshan Cemetery.
