"It's so tragic, they were all burned to death." In front of Zhang Zhenguo was an orphanage called White Swan.
The architectural style of the orphanage is more like a Western European Catholic church. A total of 32 helpless orphans and disabled children have been adopted in the orphanage, and they are cared for by several elderly foreign nuns.
But now, the orphanage has been mercilessly devoured by a fire. The original pure white walls have collapsed, and sparks can still be seen jumping in the thick smoke.
There are no survivors, at least the fire officers and soldiers have not found any survivors yet!
More than thirty corpses, large and small, lay flat on the wet ground, covered by pieces of white canvas, like fig leaves for women. Occasionally, the hands of a few children were exposed from a corner of the canvas, but they were
It was shriveled and charred, like black coal, and it was miserable to look at.
Zhang Zhenguo lowered himself and covered the children with canvas. He couldn't bear to look at it anymore, wiped the tears from his eyes, turned around and faced the fire chief, "Old Zhao, are there still no survivors found?"
"Not yet, I'm afraid... there won't be any either." Fire brigade boss Zhao sighed heavily. Although he was used to seeing people burned to death in fires, he still couldn't bear to see the bodies of so many children at one time.
I couldn't help but feel sad, "If we could have arrived earlier, maybe the result would not be like this. When we arrived, the fire was out of control. Under such circumstances, there were children and women inside, so it was really difficult for anyone to
Can survive.”
When Lao Zhao said this, he held a breath in his heart. They led the team and drove over as soon as they received the fire call. However, many private cars blocked the way and refused to give way. What was even more annoying was that
Some taxis rushed out of the way, as if the sirens of the fire engines were fake, and time was being delayed minute by minute.
To be honest, in foreign countries, when private cars hear the sirens of fire engines and ambulances, they will consciously disperse to both sides to make a way for them to go first, because they deeply understand that fire engines and ambulances are interacting with each other.
Death fights for speed, and time is the countdown to life for them.
Zhang Zhenguo patted Lao Zhao on the shoulder and told him to restrain his emotions, then pulled him into the orphanage and asked as he walked, "How is the fire scene investigation going? Do you know where the fire started?"
"We still need to bring some things back for testing to know the specific situation, but it is initially estimated that the fire started in the bedroom on the second floor, which belongs to a child's room." As the leader of the firefighting team, Zhao quickly calmed down.
mood.
"Bedroom? If the fire broke out in the bedroom, why didn't they have time to escape? The fire started on the second floor. There should have been time for the dean and the care organization for the children to escape?" Zhang Zhenguo frowned.
The two of them walked into the orphanage. The inside was shrouded in smoke. The pungent smell was extremely choking. There was gray charcoal under their feet. The fire burned the wooden boards and beams to ashes, which showed how violent the fire must have been at that time.
"Zhenguo, I think this fire is very strange, and the way the fire spread is... strange!" Old Zhao hesitated, thought for a moment and finally said, "Of course, we don't have time to investigate in detail, so everything is
What I summarized from the on-site environment and my years of experience may not necessarily be true."
"Old Zhao, you have been doing this for almost thirty years. Sometimes your experience is more accurate than scientific survey. I promise you, no matter what you say, I believe it."
"Okay, I hope you won't think I'm crazy after listening to this." Lao Zhao was happy with Zhang Zhenguo's trust. He organized his words and said, "Honestly, I didn't find any tools to start the fire in the bedroom where the fire broke out.
, the circuit was also intact, and it was not like a fire caused by a short circuit. In short, everything was normal at the scene, but a fire broke out unexpectedly. The fire seemed to appear suddenly..."
When Lao Zhao said this, he looked at Zhang Zhenguo. The latter frowned slightly and motioned for Lao Zhao to continue.
"What's even more strange is that the fire did not stay in the bedroom, but burned directly along the outer corridor to the lobby on the first floor. The fire suddenly intensified and burned in the lobby, and it could even be said to explode. The flames that expanded in the last moment burned the lobby
The dean, the nurse, and the children, who were preparing to have lunch, were all involved."
Lao Zhao's words are really weird. Judging from his description, it seems that he is talking about a python rather than a fire. Usually, the place where the fire starts is the most severely burned, and then the fire will spread. But Lao Zhao said that the fire
Not staying in the bedroom is not common sense at all.
No wonder Lao Zhao hesitated again and again, because what he said was really unconvincing.
Zhang Zhenguo's face was solemn. He knew that Old Zhao was not a person who set the target without aim, so he said in a solemn voice, "Is it possible that someone deliberately set the fire? As long as flammable substances such as gasoline are poured between the bedroom and the lobby, the fire will be suppressed by the murderer."
The meaning has moved."
"No, no, there is no such thing at the scene. If there is, then the most serious trace of burning will be left on the scene." Lao Zhao's words denied Zhang Zhenguo's guess, and the latter fell silent.
Soon, they arrived at the lobby. At this moment, the lobby was burned into darkness, and the God murals on the walls were also burned in the fire. Zhang Zhenguo looked around and was surprised to find that the lobby seemed to have been blown up by explosives. The tables,
Chairs and other daily utensils were all smashed and scattered around the lobby.
Zhang Zhenguo picked up a thumb-sized sawdust from the foot of the wall. It seemed to be the corner of a chair. He wondered, "How could the fire shatter the table and chairs? Are you sure it wasn't a gas explosion?"
"No, the kitchen is in the backyard." Lao Zhao said, "At the same time, we can't find any debris at the scene that caused the fire to break out, not even a balloon filled with hydrogen."
"So, what kind of object caused the fire to break out violently? Judging from the scene environment, the dean and the children were in the lobby at the time. They saw the fire spreading down from the second floor. They should have made the first choice
Just run away. But afterwards we found that their bodies were together, which means they showed no signs of escaping. Why? Could it have something to do with the sudden and violent outbreak of the fire?" Zhang Zhenguo thought to himself that the fire really happened.
As Lao Zhao said, it is very strange.
Suddenly, Zhang Zhenguo saw the burned fire extinguisher. He picked it up and looked at it. The fire extinguisher was empty. Lao Zhao explained, "It is a dry powder fire extinguisher with a capacity of one kilogram. Initially, it seems that someone tried to use it to put out the fire, but it obviously failed."
."
"A fire extinguisher of this capacity is enough to extinguish ordinary fires, but..." Zhang Zhenguo raised his head and looked at the ceiling of the lobby. The fire burned through the ceiling so fiercely that the smoke was escaping from the hole. It can be seen that at that time
The fire was not affected by the fire extinguisher.
Zhang Zhenguo found that he had no clue at all. The continuous suspicious points made it impossible for him to conduct reasonable examination, as if every train of thought had been disconnected.
When he came to the second floor and pushed away the bedroom where the fire broke out, Zhang Zhenguo was dumbfounded. He asked in surprise, "Old Zhao, are you...are you sure this is where the fire started?"
Lao Zhao nodded with an ugly face. Zhang Zhenguo took a few deep breaths and tried his best to calm down his emotions.
The bedroom in front of him was only half burned. The entire orphanage was almost destroyed by the fire, but the place where the fire first broke out was only half burned. If Zhang Zhenguo didn't know the kind of person Lao Zhao is, I'm afraid he would have scolded his mother.
Compared with other places, this bedroom is basically like "a fire broke out in a neighbor's house and the bedroom was affected". The upper and lower beds where the children slept were not burned. Only the areas near the windows and the door were the most severely burned.
At best, the place was blackened by smoke.
"Zhenguo, this is where the fire started." Lao Zhao pointed to the charcoal wooden floor in front of the window and said. This location was the most severely burned place in the entire room. Then the fire spread from here to the door, followed by the corridor.
The final lobby.
Zhang Zhenguo rubbed the corners of his eyes. He had been on duty for ten years and had never encountered such a bizarre incident. This fire seemed to... have its own consciousness, move to a place on its own and choose to burn it.
But is this possible?
Zhang Zhenguo found a photo thrown on the floor, next to a broken photo frame. The photo was of a ten-year-old boy and another slightly older boy. The ten-year-old boy had delicate features and a shy look on his face.
The smile and smart eyes flashed with the innocence of a child, and he looked extremely cute. As for the other boy, he couldn't see his appearance because his face was burned through, but judging from their intimate actions, they should be very good friends.
Zhang Zhenguo sighed softly. He and his wife have been married for five years and still have no children. If he had known that there were so many lovely children in the orphanage, he would be very happy to adopt one. This might save a little life with an infinite future! Just thinking of it
Here, there was a commotion downstairs, and someone shouted loudly, "There are living children here, there are living children here..."
Zhang Zhenguo and Lao Zhao were startled and rushed downstairs. Then they saw several nurses carrying a stretcher and carrying a burned little boy to the ambulance. All the clothes on the boy's body were burned, and there were many wounds on his body.
Burns and skin necrosis appeared in many places. The situation seemed very critical and he had to be sent to the hospital immediately for emergency treatment.
As soon as the door of the ambulance was closed, the siren was honked, and it flew out of the White Swan Orphanage. Reporters lurking outside the orphanage took out their cameras to take pictures, and their flashes of white light flashed one after another, reporting on the only survivor.
"It's him! He survived!" Zhang Zhenguo looked a little excited. He recognized the little boy who was in the bedroom where the fire broke out just half a minute ago. The little boy was the ten-year-old child in the photo. He actually
Became the only survivor in the orphanage.
"Where was it found?" Zhang Zhenguo asked hurriedly.
"It was in a well in the backyard. Apparently he escaped from the fire and jumped into the well to put out the fire himself. Fortunately, he grabbed the bucket, otherwise he would have sunk and drowned." The firefighter replied, his
The speculation is reasonable.
At this time, a police officer came to Zhang Zhenguo with a list and said with a strange expression, "Team Zhang, we counted the number of people based on the list and found that... there is one child missing."
"What? One is missing? Who is it?" Zhang Zhenguo asked in surprise, are there any survivors? However, the scene has been surveyed and no one else was found.
"Team Zhang, the children at the scene were burned beyond recognition. We really can't find out who they are unless we extract the children's DNA and compare them one by one. But the problem is that there is no DNA information about them on the list, so..."
Zhang Zhenguo was speechless. The situation was exactly as he said. The list they had only had the names and photos of the children, but no DNA information.
If the identity cannot be compared, then it is impossible to know who the missing person is. If he is alive, why does he not show up? Is it possible that the fire is related to the missing child? But a series of questions follow the disappearance of the child.
Answered.
"No, there is another person, he may be able to explain everything!" Zhang Zhenguo lowered his head and looked at the innocent smiling face of the ten-year-old child in the photo in his hand.
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Eight months after the fire at the White Swan Orphanage, Zhang Zhenguo witnessed another incredible scene that he would never forget.
"Dad, Mom..." A ten-year-old boy hurriedly ran into the living room.
Zhang Zhenguo and his wife were watching the news in the living room. In the news, the announcer was talking about the country being harmonious, stable and prosperous, while foreign countries were in dire straits and miserable. But when they heard their son's panicked cry, Zhang Zhenguo and his wife turned around hurriedly, and then there was a "bang" sound.
The teacup in Zhang Zhenguo's hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
Zhang Zhenguo and his wife both showed expressions of disbelief. They were stunned and speechless, as if they had seen some kind of miracle.
I saw the little boy standing in the living room sobbing softly, with complex emotions such as fear, terror, and panic in his eyes.
His hands were held in front of him, and in his hands was a 50W energy-saving light bulb, but at this moment, the light bulb was emitting dazzling white light.
There is no power, but this energy-saving light bulb is as bright as the sun!;
