life copy game

Chapter 648 Do you want to go to heaven to enjoy blessings (Da Zhang asks for a monthly ticket)

He Ao turned over directly from the sofa, and with a flick of his toes, he lifted up the crank crutch that was leaning against the edge of the sofa, and it just fell into his hand.

He looked up and looked around.

The fire and smoke filled the living room, and the acrid smoke poured into his nostrils, almost suffocating him.

Bookcases, sofas, curtains, everything that could burn in the room, all burned.

On top of that, there was an acrid, liquid fuel smell permeating the room.

There was no such smell in the room until Sito fell asleep.

He Ao looked up at the open window in the living room, and after a brief pause, he glanced at the closed door not far away, then he immediately turned his head back and rushed deeper into the room.

The flaming wooden coat rack on the side fell to one side, blocking his way. He directly stretched out his crutches, slammed hard, and broke the coat rack in front of him with one blow.

The separated coat rack sputtered out several flames that unfolded like flower petals, and He Ao's figure crossed the waves of fire and walked to the innermost room of the house.

The door of this room was not closed tightly, so he slammed open the door and rushed into the room.

This is an exquisitely decorated pink children's room, and there is a small bookshelf standing on the edge of the room, but at this moment, these exquisite decorations have turned into part of the sea of ​​flames.

He Ao looked up and looked ahead, the window of the children's room was also opened a small hole for ventilation at the moment.

"Cough-cough-"

A little girl in pink pajamas was curling up on the bed at the side of the room at this time, with a thin blanket falling on her side.

The smoke made her cough violently, but she didn't wake up.

The room was filled with a strong smell of liquid fuel, but it was mainly collected near the bookshelves and desks, not near the bed.

He Ao rushed over immediately and picked up the little girl with one hand.

Then immediately rushed towards the door.

The bookshelf in the room has completely burned into a fire tree, leaning towards the door.

He Ao stretched out his hand, exerted his arm violently, supported the collapsed bookshelf briefly with the crutch in his hand, then he took the opportunity to turn sideways, rushed out from the gap between the bookshelf and the wall, and rushed out of the room.

At this time, the little girl in his arms finally woke up, she opened her eyes in confusion, "Cough...Grandpa, is it on fire? It's so hot and stuffy...cough cough cough ..."

The smoke choked into her throat, triggering a more violent cough.

"fine."

Ho Ao bowed his body and rushed forward.

At this moment, the flames in the living room outside had become more intense, and the thick smoke almost formed a black cloud, covering the ceiling together with the flames.

He Ao already felt obvious suffocation and physical weakness.

Flames can compete with people for oxygen, and dense smoke can suffocate people.

He could only press down as hard as he could to avoid the dense smoke on the top layer.

Fortunately, the house was not big, and he quickly rushed out of the flames and reached the gate.

But he didn't immediately pull the doorknob.

The smart lock used by Xito’s son’s home is a best-selling model of the Tellesen Group. In order to prevent fires and death, it has an automatic unlocking function when overheating. Now the door is still locked under such high temperature conditions, or it will prove that the Tellesen Group is false. Propaganda, or prove that the lock body should be destroyed.

It is useless to pull the doorknob at this time, He Ao stretched out his crutches, and used the crutches to press a hidden cover under the door lock. Under this cover, there is a mechanical buckle that needs to be twisted.

He Ao glanced at the mechanical buckle, the paint on the surface of the buckle body had oxidized and faded, which proved that the temperature on the lock surface was extremely high at the moment.

"Help grandpa take it."

He Ao handed the crutch in his hand to his granddaughter, and then he covered his fingers with spiritual consciousness, held the lock, and twisted it lightly.

The lock buckle was twisted a little, and then the lock tongue seemed to be stuck inside, and it couldn't be twisted any more.

He took a deep breath, a faint energy gathered in his chest, and then he quickly dispelled it in his body.

He squatted halfway, trying his best to gather the strength of his waist and legs to his arms, and exerted his strength again.

click -

The lock is turned.

The whole room door opened in response.

Then without hesitation, he took back the crutch from his granddaughter, turned sideways suddenly, hooked the crutch to the doorknob and opened the door.

At this moment, a huge locker behind him made a creaking sound and smashed towards his body.

Without hesitation, he rushed out of the room.

He glanced ahead, and the neighbors' doors were still closed.

He raised his bracelet and glanced at the time, it was past nine o'clock in the evening.

Most of the residents on this floor should not be off work.

He Ao glanced back at the raging fire behind him, it seemed that the flame had just started not long ago.

It's just that with the help of liquid fuel, it quickly became out of hand.

As He Ao rushed out of the room, thick smoke filled the corridor.

He Ao stretched out his crutches and pulled the door shut, cutting off the smoke. At the same time, he also saw the obviously damaged front panel on the door lock.

Then he went to the window and looked down.

There seemed to be sirens in the street below.

Looks like a fire alarm has arrived.

Cito's son's home had a fire and smoke alarm that connected to the San Jon Fire Alarm Center.

When the fire just started, the fire alarm should have been called out.

The fire rescue in San Jon is a fee-based service, and the price is not low.

But Xito's family has the habit of purchasing accidental fire insurance.

Usually, after buying insurance, the fire alarm costs will be covered by the insurance compensation, but this insurance only covers losses. If other families suffer from fires due to the spread of the fire, the insurance does not cover compensation.

The buildings in San Jon City are very dense, and most of them are high-rise buildings. If the doors and windows are not closed, it is normal for the fire to spread upwards.

It seemed lucky this time, the fire alarm arrived shortly after the fire started.

After all, the efficiency of fire alarms in San Jon has always been random. Sometimes several nearby houses burned down, or even burned down a few floors, before the fire alarm came late.

The apartment building where Xito's son lives is relatively good. Although the building is very old, the fire protection design is not bad, and the fire has not yet shown signs of spreading.

However, after He Ao closed the door, he didn't stay for long, but immediately hugged his granddaughter, rushed into the fire door at the end of the corridor, and went all the way down the fire escape.

The floor of the son's house is not high, only twelve floors.

He Ao's figure quickly walked through the fire escape, and the sensor lights illuminating Wei Ruo lit up one after another along the way.

The granddaughter in his arms carefully grabbed his collar.

Judging from the smell of those fuels, the 'fire' this time was intentional.

Since the fire may not have started for a long time, the person who set it on fire should not have gone far.

Xito has never shown any kindness or enmity in his life. It is impossible for someone to come to set fire to his house, and it is his son's house that was burned.

The place where the smell of liquid fuel is strongest is not only the curtains and other items that are prone to fire, but also the bookshelves and lockers in the children's room.

Obviously, the other party didn't come here to burn Xito's grandfather and grandson, the old and the young, but the more important purpose was to burn some special items in the room.

And the opponent's fuel is obviously not that much, so it can only be splashed on some key places, not on Xito's grandson.

Of course, it is also possible that the arsonists were worried that pouring fuel on their bodies would cause the flames to spread too quickly and wake people up, causing the things they wanted to burn to miss.

In a relatively confined space, suffocation is more likely to kill than flames.

It is also possible that they have both, but it should be certain that the other party does not have much liquid fuel, and the other party should not have cracked the door lock to enter the house.

Because once you enter the house, just put on the silencer and give Xito grandson two shots to solve the problem. There is no need to waste two bullets.

This kind of job done by the other party is obviously an aftermath job. It seems to be the method of a certain gang. Killing people and setting fires is commonplace.

Although the rules and laws of different cities are different, most of the things gangs do are similar.

This time, the fire should have been caused by a long-range drone or similar machinery carrying liquid fuel into the room through the open window, and then spreading the material to ignite the fire.

This liquid fuel is likely to be the kind of fuel that will not leave any traces after burning. Although it has a pungent smell, it will not leave obvious evidence to the FBI or the Municipal Police Department after burning.

Gangs had done it when Riggett was young, and they still do it now.

However, the gang methods in Chenxi City are iterative relatively quickly, and they belong to the group that leads the trend in the underground world.

He Ao is not familiar with the gangs in San Jon City, and it is possible that their version is relatively old and has just been iterated to this stage.

While thinking, He Ao had already rushed out of the fire escape and reached the ground.

The fire exit gate leads to a laneway at the rear of the building.

At this moment, on the main street near the apartment building, a dense crowd had already begun to gather. Many people gathered downstairs to watch the action of the fire alarm.

Howard walked to the edge of the building and glanced at the crowd.

Vaguely, he saw a smiling pedestrian in the crowd, holding a bracelet to watch and take pictures.

This pedestrian looked familiar to him, as if he was his son's neighbor.

Then He Ao saw the smile on the pedestrian's face gradually froze.

Um······

The man appeared to have noticed that the fire was about to reach his home.

Howard looked away.

At this moment, there is actually no need to worry too much about the spread of the fire. Although the service attitude and speed of the fire police in San Jon City are relatively random, their technical level is still there.

Howo peeked out at the night sky from under his clothes.

Typically, after a fire is over, the drone that set it off sits by to observe the aftermath.

Xito is getting old, even though he has been exercising, his eyesight is not as good as when he was young. He Ao searched carefully for a while, and finally saw a small unmanned aircraft huddled in the dark in the corner of a nearby building. machine.

As the fire alarms began to fight the fire, the drone wobbled in the night sky and began to fly in a direction away from the apartment building.

Without hesitation, He Ao followed the direction of the drone and chased after it.

This is an old-fashioned point-to-point remote-controlled drone, and the precise remote control distance is within five kilometers.

Since these people are here to 'clean up the aftermath', they must know something.

About Xito's son's abnormality, and the car accident that took the lives of his son and daughter-in-law.

The wind in the summer night brushed his gray hair and wrinkled cheeks.

The little girl curled up in her arms reached out and pinched the old man's collar tightly.

-

"Successful? Fire started?"

The delicate drone gradually enlarged in the night, and slowly slid down from the air to this deep and remote alleyway, landed on the off-road vehicle covered with metal subsidies parked in the alleyway, and the two men standing in front of the off-road vehicle. forward.

"That's right, don't you look at what I do."

The man with the remote control in his hand glanced back at his companion, and said with a smile, "It's just this time that's really troublesome. My drone with a long battery life has completely run out of battery."

"What happened to the old man and the little girl?"

The companion behind him asked by asking.

"I did not see,"

The man controlling the drone watched the drone fall and stopped on the front hood of the off-road vehicle, "The fire alarm came too fast this time, and I don't have much time to observe, lest the onlookers below see it arrive,"

He took a suitcase out of the off-road vehicle and began to load the drone. While loading, he smiled,
"But it's the first time we've used such heavy sleeping pills. The lethal dose, an old man who is almost seventy, and a little girl who is ten years old. The little girl is separated by a door. Maybe she didn't take much. The old man must be dead. He was not killed by medicine, nor could he wake up, but was burned to death by fire.

"Don't worry, I'm cautious. I can't count the things I've done in the past two years. Have you ever seen someone alive? And our task this time is to destroy the things in the house. Killing is just By the way, what can this dying old man and a child do? What threat can they pose?"

"Too."

The companion laughed and helped to put it away together.

"If it weren't for the window in the room inside them being too small, we could only let this small drone go,"

While putting the remote control in his hand into the suitcase, the man said, "I'll just change it to a bigger one, attach a pistol with a silencer on it, and shoot it twice, give them a good time, so as not to be burned alive in the fire. .”

He laughed while talking, "Is living in this world worse than dying? I will send him to heaven in advance to enjoy the blessings. If there are really ghosts in this world, he will have to thank me."

The man closed the suitcase, pressed the buckle, and picked it up.

"Then are you willing to go to heaven to enjoy happiness?"

At this moment, a childish voice sounded in the night behind the two of them.

"Who?!"

The two turned around in an instant, and each drew a pistol from his waist.

Immediately afterwards, there was the crisp sound of the cane being struck on the ground, and the faint sound of footsteps.

The man who had just operated the drone with a suitcase held his finger on the trigger, staring at the night vigilantly.

"Two people asking for directions."

A hoarse and old voice came from the depths of the night.

The faint twilight outlines the silhouette of a person, which is a tall and straight figure.

The person who came was wearing a neat shirt, crisp trousers, leaning on a crutch with carved wood grain, and had short gray hair.

Time has left traces on the wrinkled cheeks, while the tall and straight body of the old man seems to have broken free from the shackles of the years, engraving his own figure in the night.

(End of this chapter)