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Six fire trucks stopped in front of the fire, and the firefighters quickly got out of the cars to lay water bags.

A man who looked like a fire chief came over and looked at the people present: "Whoever called the fire alarm, please tell me the specific situation."

Luo Jin took a step forward: "I called the police." After speaking, he explained in detail how the house suddenly caught fire.

Zhou Ye turned his head to look at the house, and said to the fire chief: "Captain Li, how long will it take for this fire to be extinguished?"

Team Li stared at Zhou Ye's face, and asked uncertainly, "Team Zhou?"

Zhou Ye nodded, and heard Captain Li's startled voice: "Why did you make such a ghostly appearance?"

Zhou Ye looked really embarrassed at this time, wearing a white vest that was burnt with holes everywhere, his face was covered with ashes, only a row of teeth were white, and a pair of eyes were bright.

The criminal police team and the fire brigade are no strangers, and they often run into each other when they are on missions. Zhou Ye is fairly familiar with this Captain Li. Even so, the other party took a few glances before recognizing him.

Right now, fighting the fire is the most important thing, and there is no time to exchange pleasantries. Captain Li frowned and asked, "Is there anyone else inside?"

Liu Junfeng came over, looked in the direction of the ancestral hall, and pointed with his finger: "I saw someone passing by the window of that house, and they didn't believe it."

Zhou Ye looked at the ancestral hall surrounded by fire not far away, but didn't speak. Luo Jin glanced at Zhou Ye, but didn't speak.

Rong Zhao stepped forward, frowned, and said in a low voice, "I saw it."

He didn't want to save people, but he didn't want such a thing to die in his closed house and dirty his home.

"I just said, there are people inside." Liu Junfeng looked at Zhou Ye and Luo Jin, and sneered, "You are all talking nonsense with your eyes closed. You are no different from murderers."

As he said that, he began to express his great theory of the worst of human nature: "Humans are existences more terrifying than demons, cruel and selfish..."

Li Dui took a look at Liu Junfeng and thought, where did this lunatic come from?

Zhou Ye picked up a half-burned towel from the ground and stuffed it into Liu Junfeng's mouth: "Shut up, you."

Hearing that there were real people in the fire scene, Captain Li turned around, strode to the fire truck, said something to the fire squad leader, observed the fire and terrain, put on a gas mask, and prepared to rush in to rescue people himself.

"Captain Li, over there." Suddenly, a firefighter who was putting out the fire with a high-pressure water gun pointed in the direction of the ancestral hall and said loudly, "The small building to the south is still moving."

Li Dui took a look, and rushed into the yard under the cover of the water gun.

Zhou Ye stood beside the fire engine at the gate of the yard, watching the rescue operation in front of him coldly.

As a public servant, he understood Li Dui. People like them must put the lives of the people first.

Zhou Ye knew very well that the man was covered in fire when he fought and fled in the ancestral hall. He was in a half-dead state, and he probably couldn't be rescued.

From a rational point of view, being able to capture that person alive will only benefit and not harm the investigation of the Guan family extermination case.

But people are so emotional sometimes, especially after seeing the former boy in white in that photo, Zhou Ye has never wished for a person to die immediately like this time.

Rong Zhao looked at Zhou Ye, and saw an extreme indifference on his face that he had never seen before.Rong Zhao touched Zhou Ye's arm, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you, are you okay?"

Zhou Ye turned his head and saw Rong Zhao, the coolness in his eyes dissipated instantly, covered by a thin layer of tenderness: "I'm fine."

When looking at the person he loves and cherishes in his eyes, Zhou Ye thinks, he must protect him and himself, so that he will have the opportunity to have infinite tender years in the future.

He wants to take him back to the boy who liked to smile in the sun. He wants to take off his black clothes with his own hands, replace him with the original white clothes, and drink a jug of wine with him under the moonlight.

Liu Junfeng took out the towel from his mouth, coughed a few times, and looked up at the figure of Team Li rushing into the fire.

Zhou Ye turned his head and looked at Liu Junfeng: "You said that human nature is evil, cruel and selfish, why did Captain Li risk his life to save people?"

These words were not for Liu Junfeng at all, Zhou Ye was for Rong Zhao.

Just like the Guan family back then, they opened the door to let people in even though they could keep the seven passers-by to shelter from the rain, and gave them warm food and shelter.

Liu Junfeng firmly believed that his theory would not go wrong, so he poked his neck: "That Captain Li is obviously doing meritorious service, getting promoted and getting rich. Saving people is just a means to achieve the goal."

Zhou Ye stretched out his finger and pointed at Liu Junfeng, almost making him laugh angrily.Turning around, he found a rope to tie Liu Junfeng up, and covered his mouth with a towel: "You better shut up."

Li Dui had already rushed into the courtyard, and was about to step into the ancestral hall.

At this time, a figure ran out from the gate of the ancestral hall.

The man was on fire, like a rolling fireball.

The distance was too far to see his expression clearly, only to see him running towards the outside of the yard, passing through the water curtain created by the fire and the fire hose, and running to the gate of the yard.

The fire was the most painful pain except for a woman giving birth, but the man seemed unconscious, not to mention the shrill screams, there was no sound at all from his mouth, like a mute who lost his vocal cords.

It wasn't until he ran out of the courtyard that the black figure that had been burned to the point of being unable to distinguish a human form let out a roar. With a tremor spreading from the depths of his soul, he knelt down with a "plop" and looked straight at where Rong Zhao was. direction.

There was no other movement.

The fire on this man's body had been extinguished by the high-pressure water gun, and the water flowed continuously from the top of his head. His whole body was black, and even his wide-open eyes were covered with a black and scorching breath, like a burnt stake.

There was a large puddle of water stains on the ground, Li Dui waded through the water, sniffed the man, and shook his head.

Burnt like this, it must be dead.

Two firefighters came over and lifted the charred corpse from the ground. The legs of the corpse seemed to be firmly fixed by nails, and the legs were always bent and kneeling.

Rong Zhao looked coldly at the charred corpse ten meters away, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

Even if that person knelt down in front of him [-] times, he would never forgive him. He only hated himself for not being able to kill him with his own hands.

The charred corpse was moved to a place far away from the fire scene, and Team Li stood outside the fire scene and continued to direct the firefighting.

From the perspective of firefighting, a house fire is actually a trivial matter, and the key is to prevent the fire from spreading, especially in the mountains and forests in this area. Once it burns, it will be difficult to control the fire, and the entire mountain may be completely burned.

Fortunately, the fire was brought under control in time, and two hours later, the last flame was extinguished.

It was already past four o'clock in the morning.

Team Li took off his firefighting suit and poured a bottle of mineral water into his mouth. Only then did he have time to come to Zhou Ye, took a breath and said, "Is this the fire that Team Zhou encountered when he was on a mission?"

Zhou Ye nodded, and glanced at Liu Junfeng who was tightly bound: "Isn't this caught?"

Team Li looked at the wound on Zhou Ye's body: "Since everyone has been caught, why don't you hurry up? Your wound, especially the burn on your fingers, is prone to bacterial infection."

Zhou Ye looked at the closed house that was almost completely burned by the fire, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I want to watch the fire be extinguished with my own eyes."

Li Dui followed Zhou Ye's deep gaze, and asked puzzledly, "Is Zhou Ye old acquaintance with this house?"

Zhou Ye nodded, his voice was very soft: "I came here once before, in fact, I should have come earlier." He should have come six years ago, to see with his own eyes the smiling young man in white standing behind the swing.

Li Dui pondered for a while: "I remember, Jiang Dui, your master died here before. By the way, what is the current situation of that case, can it still be solved?"

"Sorry." Zhou Ye gave him a look of no comment, and Captain Li expressed his understanding.

Li Dui went to the side of the charred corpse that had been kneeling all the time, pondered for a while and said: "This person is really weird. It's not that he's trapped in the fire and can't get out. He can escape by himself. He came out after being burned to death."

"Let's not talk about clothes, the skin on my body is burnt, and I don't even have an identity card."

Zhou Ye lowered his eyes and glanced: "Send it to the Forensic Medicine Office of the City Bureau, and you can confirm your identity after an inspection."

He wanted to see who this person was, and why he wanted to kill the innocent and kind Guan family.

Feng Mingchen is for sex, so what is this person doing.

There was burnt wood on the ground, fine burning dust floating in the air, Rong Zhao walked towards the gate of the house, stopped in front of the stone lion at the gate, wiped the ashes off the lion with his fingers, found that it was not clean, and took off his T-shirt , rubbing back and forth.

Zhou Ye came over and helped Rong Zhao wipe the stone lion clean, but the black smoke from the smoke was carved into the stone and could not be wiped off.

Zhou Ye walked forward, trying to make Rong Zhao feel better: "Go to the house and see if there is anything left over."

Rong Zhao looked up at the house where there was only a piece of ashes left, touched the photo in his pocket lightly, looked at Zhou Ye and said, "No need, go to the hospital first, the wound won't be infected."

Zhou Ye hid his hands behind his back: "I'm fine."

Rong Zhao grabbed Zhou Ye's wrist, held his hands together, looked at the burns on his fingertips, and said in a gentler voice than ever before, "The skin is all burnt, how can it be fine."

"Does it hurt?"

Zhou Ye shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

Rong Zhao let go of Zhou Ye's hand, turned around, and looked deeply at the house.

Most of the old locust tree in the middle of the yard was burned down.My sister's favorite swing is lying on the ground, it has turned from white to black, and the original shape cannot be distinguished.

Zhou Ye leaned to Rong Zhao's side, stretched out his little thumb, and hooked Rong Zhao's hand, trying to hook him, hold him, and comfort him.

Rong Zhao noticed it and turned to look at Zhou Ye: "Don't scratch..."

Before finishing a sentence, he realized that Zhou Ye wasn't tickling him, not from the very beginning.

He didn't know how to respond to this feeling for a while, so he could only bite the bullet and finish the next sentence: "Don't tickle me."

Zhou Ye didn't seem to hear Rong Zhao's words, and hooked his fingertips into his fingers.

Rong Zhao was the most ticklish and couldn't take it any longer. With a "snap", he slapped Zhou Ye's back with his backhand.

"Hiss~~It hurts~~" Zhou Ye touched the back of his hand, and said in an aggrieved tone, "Rongrong, you really don't hurt people."

Rong Zhao glanced at Zhou Ye, before tonight, if Zhou Ye dared to sexually harass him like this, he had already punched him on the nose, but now he just hit the back of his hand.

He's already very good at hurting people.