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"What?!" Lin Qingyu's expression became agitated, and she burst out with angry words: "What kind of joke is this, what cremation urn, what kind of prank is Lele up to now? And now she dares to use a cremation urn to fool me!"
Seeing her sudden rage, her subordinates trembled in fear, their hands shaking as they handed over the urn: "Chief, please take a look. This is no prank, it really was sent from the crematorium."
Staring at the cremation urn with Lele's photo affixed to it, Lin Qingyu fell into a long silence.
After a long while, she finally mustered the courage to open the urn.
Even in the moment before opening it, she fantasized that inside would be just a toy meant to scare her.
However, the truth was laid out clearly before her, undeniable.
Looking at the brown-gray coarse powder filling the small urn, Lin Qingyu's body slumped down in defeat.
She collapsed to the ground, unwilling to believe the reality before her.