Mr. Fu, after my wife is reborn, I won’t marry you unless you are the one to marry her.

"Captain Li, how far is that river from here?" Guan Hao asked.

"It's not far, less than a kilometer. When we went there, the car was completely burned, and Xia Mang'an himself was burned beyond recognition. According to the preliminary judgment of the on-site trace inspection personnel, Xia Mang was probably in the car. He poured gasoline into his car, destroyed his car and committed suicide..."

"Because the car was completely burned and no useful evidence was left behind, we don't know what happened before Xia Mang'an died. And based on experience, the license plate number of the car is most likely fake."

"Mr. Fu." Li Cheng looked at Fu Yanci and said, "The car appeared near the explosion point. I don't think it was a coincidence. Miss Fu...I mean, is it possible...Miss Fu is in this building?" inside."

After he said this, he felt something was wrong.

Not daring to look at Fu Yanci's gloomy and terrifying face, he quickly said: "Mr. Fu, I'd better search the area to see if there is any whereabouts of Miss Fu."

After saying that, he immediately left with the police members.

After the fire brigade put out the fire caused by the explosion, they immediately started searching the ruins. There were many vehicles at the scene, so it was difficult not to suspect that someone was killed in the explosion.

"A body was found!"

Following the search personnel's exclamation, countless eyes looked over, and Fu Yanci's face turned pale as a result.

Two firefighters carried a stretcher from the scene of the accident.

This is not so much a corpse as a wreckage, because the head of the corpse is gone, which should be caused by the impact of the explosion. Not only that, one of the hands is also broken.

"Guan Hao, take, take me to see it."

Fu Yanci reached out and grabbed the corner of Guan Hao's clothes, his voice trembling with panic.

Guan Hao had no choice but to lead him to the stretcher.

When he looked over, Guan Hao was so nervous that he held his breath.

"No!" His voice was full of great joy, "This is not Miss Gu, this is the body of a man."

Fu Yanci breathed a sigh of relief, his heart feeling like he was on a roller coaster.

The search at the scene continued until 10 p.m.

What was discovered at the scene was astonishing.

Countless limbs and remains were dug out of the ruins.

It’s hard to believe how many people are buried down here.

Where did these people come from? Who are they? Why does it appear here?

All this is a huge mystery.

"How many complete bodies have been found?"

The commander in charge of the search was discussing with his subordinates.

"One, two, three...eighteen, nineteen, captain, we have uncovered nineteen human-like remains."

This one still hasn't been bombed.

There was also a pile of messy pieces of meat and severed limbs piled up in another place. It was impossible to identify them, so they could only be taken back and put together by forensic doctors.

The commander put his hands on his hips and took a deep breath, "This seems to be more complicated than we thought."

How could this be a simple accident?

According to his observation, these corpses had stab wounds and gunshot wounds, and many gun parts were also picked up at the scene.

This is most likely a violent incident involving gangs and gangs.

Time passes minute by minute.

Fu Yanci stood there holding the guide stick, like a sculpture.

It started to drizzle.

The dark night became even hazier.

He sat in the rain, as if he couldn't feel the change in the weather. The drizzle fell on him, stained his hair, and isolated his lonely figure from the busy people around him.

Fu Yanci is like an abandoned orphan.

All the bodyguards he brought were ordered to search, and Guan Hao also held up a flashlight to search in the ruins. He was afraid of finding something, but also afraid of missing something.

"Assistant Guan, look, what is this?"

One of the bodyguards opened up a large piece of stone slab and found a black women's trench coat tucked inside. He quickly pulled it out and ran towards Guan Hao.

Guan Hao held up the flashlight and shined it over, shaking off the clothes. After seeing the full picture of the clothes, his face suddenly turned pale.

"Mr. Fu..."

He walked towards Fu Yanci with his clothes, and when he met Fu Yanci's numb eyes, his nose suddenly became sore.

"I..." When Guan Hao said this, he suddenly choked up, as if something was blocked in his throat, and it was difficult to say a word.

"We found...Ms. Gu's clothes at the scene," he said.

The last light in Fu Yanci's eyes suddenly dimmed, and his breathing seemed to stop for a moment.

His hand on the guide stick loosened and he fell forward, almost kneeling down.

Fortunately, Guan Hao quickly caught him with his quick eyes and hands.

Fu Yanci reached out, grabbed the dress from Guan Hao's hand, held it against his chest, lowered his head and smelled it.

Bloody smell.

Besides the smell of blood, it’s the smell of blood.

He tremblingly reached into his coat pocket and took out a car key and a box of mint-flavored gum.

As if all his strength had been drained away, Fu Yanci squatted down little by little while holding his clothes.

"Mr. Fu."

Guan Hao's eyes were red and he wanted to pull him, but he pushed him away.

"roll!"

Like an explosion that had been suppressed for a long time, Fu Yanci shouted one word angrily, his eyes as red as if they were stained with blood.

Fu Yanci hugged the piece of clothing tightly, straining his hands until his joints turned white.

His spine bent down little by little, and his head lowered inch by inch until he was kneeling in the mud. He buried his face helplessly in his clothes and let out a suppressed cry of grief, full of heartbreak.

……

"Wang!"

Tyson was locked in the car and kept tapping the window with his paws.

Everyone was wandering around the scene of the accident and no one noticed it at all.

It tugged irritably on the rope that tied it, as if eager to break free.

"Wang! Wang!"

It bit into the other end of the traction rope tied to the car seat, grinding its teeth hard.

until the rope breaks.

After being liberated, it immediately opened the door and rushed out like a cheetah.

In the opposite direction of the ruins, he rushed into the depths of the mountain forest.

"Wang!"

Tyson ran quickly.

In front of a certain tree, it suddenly stopped, sniffing everywhere, as if it was looking for something eagerly.

After a while, it walked towards the path out of the forest with doubts, searching for it as it walked.

After walking along this road for a while, Tyson stopped and sat there, tilting his head, looking confusedly at the distance where the path extended.

After seeming to hesitate for a while, it stood up again and kept wandering around, shouting as it wandered, as if it was calling for something.

The rain wet its fur.

Tyson wandered there around and around, and finally, looking up to the sky and letting out a whimper, he returned along the original path.