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At noon, under the poisonous sun, a long funeral procession slowly marched on the streets of Hejian Fucheng. White flags were hung high, mournful music was blaring, and the large, heavy black cypress coffin was particularly eye-catching. Suddenly, an old man with white beard and hair riding a donkey blocked the way. He easily climbed off the donkey's back, stretched out his arms, and stood in front of the team. Everyone was shocked. The family members of the General Military Mansion came forward and were about to ask, but the old man had already spoken in a tone that left no room for doubt: "Report to your master quickly. The person in the coffin is still alive. Please open the coffin quickly and allow me to save him."

At six o'clock in the morning, a piercing siren suddenly sounded. While I was still sleeping soundly under the covers, I felt agitated all over and quickly transitioned from a deep sleep to a semi-awake state. The sirens were getting louder and faster, and the red lights were flashing. Despite my one hundred and twenty reluctances, I quickly got out of the hot bed, stumbled to the coffee table where my phone was placed, quickly grabbed my phone and pressed the answer button. "Hey, lazy guy, get up quickly and meet at Nanhu Park at 6:10." A stern order came from the mobile phone. At this moment, I had completely gotten rid of the entanglement of sleep and was in a waking state. I quickly begged: "Officer Yan, can you give me five more minutes? At least let me put on my clothes."