Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

This hotel was built a long time ago and covers a large area. The whole building is in the shape of a Chinese character "匚", but the floors are not high, with only five floors in total.

The meeting room was on the fifth floor, and the room where Ji Shumiao and his group stayed was on the fourth floor.

Everything happened so fast. When Yin Xiao discovered the abnormality, he couldn't go down any of the stairs. The fire seemed to have started from the second floor. There were fire spots everywhere, everywhere...

The hotel used a lot of wood veneers for decoration, but now all of them have become combustible.

Ji Shumiao and others retreated to the fifth floor. Yin Xiao went downstairs to wake up Sui Xixi, and the two of them knocked on the doors one by one to wake up other passengers.

"Quick! Put it in!"

“There’s also a tea can!”

"Give me!"

The people on the fifth floor did not sit there and wait for death. They quickly sorted out the important information and evidence, put them into biscuit boxes and tea cans and soaked them in water. If they died, at least these things would still be there.

Except for Ji Shumiao, everyone present had undergone at least two disaster prevention and emergency drills every year. As soon as they discovered the fire, they collected all the fire extinguishers in the entire building and handed them downstairs one by one.

Everyone hurriedly closed the windows to prevent the thick smoke from coming in from downstairs, and pulled down all the curtains. The glass would crack due to the heat and become the best combustible material. They tore the curtains into pieces, soaked them in water, and made temporary smoke masks...

Before Ji Shumiao could react, a mask made of layers of curtain cloth appeared on his face.

"Tie it yourself!" An older sister said this and hurriedly turned around to cut the curtain cloth.

They only had paper-cutting scissors, so they cut a slit in the thick curtain fabric, and then everyone pulled it open together.

Ji Shumiao had experienced too little, and she could do very little to help...

Ji Shumiao looked at everyone blankly. Everyone had panic on their faces, messy hair, shouting, panicking, and helping each other...

As the temperature rose higher and higher, Ji Shumiao was wrapped tightly in the cold - if the fire was set by the powerful Chu mother and son, then... would they wait for rescue?

More and more people who couldn't escape rushed upstairs, and the scene gradually became chaotic...

The smoke is getting thicker.

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"Brother, please move aside! We are in a hurry to put out the fire!" The fire chief leaned out of the car window and shouted.

A fat and big-eared official got out of one of the police cars and said with a smile, "I'm so sorry, our engines are broken. We probably added the faulty gasoline. Please take a detour."

Other routes are longer and more complicated, and may not necessarily be free of obstacles.

The fire chief didn't hesitate and waved to the team members: "Get out of the car! Lift the car away!"

It’s not uncommon for private cars to be parked in fire escapes before, and if the owner can’t be found, the car will be lifted away by manpower.

Teams of armed policemen got out of the police cars one after another. The fat man stopped smiling and said, "I say, please take a detour."

"I say, you are really courting death."

No one saw how the ghostly figure rushed out from the darkness at the street corner. Before anyone could react, they saw him snatch a policeman's pistol with his bare hands and lock the fat man's throat with his arms.

Hidden Wolf used inertia to load the gun with one hand, pressed it against the fat man's temple, and said quickly: "I don't care whose orders you take, your life is in my hands now. Get your people out of the way!"

"There is something easy to say, there is something easy to say!"

Every moment and every second mattered. Hidden Wolf had no time to talk to him nicely. He fired a shot into the sky, and the hot barrel of the gun hit the fat man's temple again.

"If the people inside die, there's no need for me to live anymore. I have to take someone with me."

The fat man smelled the scent of burning gunpowder and a drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. Between dying now and dying later, he chose the latter and asked them all to step back with a trembling voice.

Those people were too slow, and Hidden Wolf shot through the fat man's shoulder: "Hurry up!"

"Hurry up!"

……

The fire trucks finally drove over, leaving Hidden Wolf behind to face this group of fake policemen.

Yes, this group of people are not police officers at all. Yinlang realized this the moment he got the pistol - the pistol is not the standard one used by Chinese police.

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The sound of the fire sirens was like the BGM of the savior. The fire brigade was divided into three groups, one group for firefighting, one group for high-altitude rescue using ladders, and another group for entering the fire scene for rescue.

Ji Shumiao and other survivors were trapped in the conference room. The wet curtains used to seal the gaps in the doors and windows to prevent smoke from entering had dried out. Those who still had the strength to douse the water were constantly pouring water. In the corner, there was a bucket filled with half a bucket of water and several iron boxes. The water was already steaming...

Those who were still conscious half-knelt and covered their mouths and noses to prevent themselves from inhaling smoke. Some women and children with poor physical fitness had fainted...

Ji Shumiao felt dizzy as he poured water on the curtains, and then fell to the hot floor...

Well...she hasn't gone home to see her mother yet...

Qin Rong called in the morning and said she missed her...

"Everyone near the window, get out of the way!" someone shouted outside the window.

"Fire! Fire is coming!"

Ji Shumiao struggled to get up with Yin Xiao's help.

The window glass was smashed by the fire axe, and the firefighters entered the room through the ladder, and everyone's spirits were lifted.

Uncle Fatty waved his hand and said, "The wounded, the elderly, and the children go first! Officer D stays behind!"

The first group sent the unconscious people up the ladder, and the others stayed where they were waiting for rescue. High-pressure water guns were sprayed around the conference room, and the fire was slightly reduced.

Everyone relaxed.

The fat uncle stuffed all the iron boxes into Ji Shumiao's arms: "You take the next batch away!"

"I'm not a child!" Ji Shumiao said, "I'm with you!"

"If you're not a child, then what are you?" the fat uncle said angrily, "It's already this hour and you're still being stubborn!"

"But……"

Fat Uncle: "Don't waste everyone's time!"

Ji Shumiao was pushed onto the ladder by Fat Uncle and Yin Xiao. She hugged the iron box tightly in her arms. She didn't even realize that her hands were blistered by the scalding iron box. She only felt that every nerve in her body was burned in the flames and would break at the next moment - the other side of the building collapsed.

This building is not a reinforced concrete structure, but a camouflage layer added to the original wooden structure.

Firefighters from other districts rushed to support, ambulances came and went, sirens blared...

The whole city is in turmoil tonight.

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Chu family.

"boom--"

A gunshot rang out, and Chu Anran broke the door lock with his gun, rushed into Chu Hongyi's room and slapped him twice: "Did you do it?! Did you!!!"

Chu Hongyi saw the anger he had caused on her face as he wished, and after being stunned for a while, he laughed. He was trembling, and his heart was pounding: "Mom, no one will pull you down, the fire will burn everything clean."

Chu Anran laughed for the first time: "I was really wrong. You are nothing like your father. You are simply stupid."

Anti-terrorism requires only evidence, but anti-terrorism only requires lists.

Chu Hongyi said proudly: "That idiot said that you were brought down ten years later in your last life."

The bullet was loaded, and the black barrel of the gun was pressed against Chu Hongyi's brow.

Chu Anran said calmly: "I brought you into this world, so I have the right to judge you."

"I'm your son, Mom!" Chu Hongyi was terrified and his heart seemed to explode and stop beating. His throat was burning as if a handful of chili peppers were stuffed in it.

"Go see your dad!"

boom--

After the gunshot, Chu Anran no longer looked at his son's body. He turned around and ran away alone.

She thought: He is so spoiled that he cannot bear the pain of escaping. This is the best, fortunately.