Chapter 575 This had better be an ordinary fire...
"...The identification process is not completely over yet, but if there are no new findings in the follow-up investigation, then this time it should be an electrical fire. In layman's terms, it is a fire caused by aging wires. This is also a common cause of fires in the old city.
This kind of public electricity and private wires do not keep a safe enough distance from residential buildings, resulting in many hidden dangers..."
"So, it wasn't the bad guy named Zhang who started the fire?"
"Haha, I can't say for sure yet. I can only say that the problem of aging wires does exist objectively, but if someone deliberately takes advantage of this, it is possible, but this requires evidence..."
On the street behind Qin Store, the firefighter named Xiao Jiang briefly introduced the situation while leading the Tang Dynasty brother and sister inside.
In fact, it is more like a narrow lane than a street. On one side is the back door of the shop, and on the other side is the railing of the residential area next door. It is generally used by shops to transport business raw materials and garbage, and nearby residents also take shortcuts to return.
The family will go here.
The picture of Shanhai just now was not lying at all. The fire this time should have started from the back. Looking around, the backyard of a row of shops was burned beyond recognition. The ground was in a mess. The degree of damage was obviously much more serious than the front door. Even the front door on the opposite side was burned.
The railings of the community were also burnt black and slightly deformed.
Arriving at the back door of the piano store, the large twisted iron door was half open. Thinking of something, Xiao Jiang pointed to the back door and smiled,
"I went in with Team Bell just now to take a look. Now that I think about it, Team Bell's observation skills are really keen. You probably haven't realized that the piano has been secretly moved away at this moment, and it could only have been taken away from the front door.
It’s not a pity that the small fire burned the traces, but no matter how quibly the man named Zhang is, he can’t directly produce a confession.”
"What now? What will happen to me?" the eldest girl asked curiously.
"Depending on the situation, I am sure that the fire was really related to me. See you later. I will bite you to death because I helped rescue property and returned the piano. There is no high chance that I will be exempted from criminal punishment."
Tang Chao shook his head and gestured to the engineer shovel in his hand: "Yes, they will leave first. You go and return the shovel, and then take a taxi back."
"call--"
"Ha ha--"
It’s true, Sleeping Beauty has either disappeared or reappeared.
"Ah? Are you taking advantage of me?"
It should be noted that when Tang Chao received the call about the fire, the first thought that flashed through his mind was to judge whether it was revenge and whether his identity was exposed. It was a false accusation, as he had just offended two people after a long business trip.
Between the two above-ground forces and the two official governments, it is inevitable that they will be confused.
There is not a corner outside the store that can be considered a regular place, but it is the cashier where someone sits every day. Since there is no space between the musical instrument display cabinets, I am lucky enough to survive. By the way, the girl’s summer homework is outside the cashier drawer.
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When something like that happened, Xie Wei was naturally worried that Tangdou would go back like that, so she temporarily decided to take the eldest girl to stay with you for a few days.
Looking at Xie Wei's figure who hurriedly came and then left with the eldest girl, disappearing into the vast night. Tang Chao turned around silently and left the park.
Seeing that, you readers may have no idea at all. You are wrong, you have seen Sleeping Beauty.
Outside the corner, there is a cardboard cat nest built by the elder girl for pork belly...
Sighing secretly, Tang Chao looked away, raised his hand and patted Tangdou's shoulders, twitching slightly, wanting to comfort him. But seeing small tears dripping from the eldest girl's eyelids on the side, he finally closed his mouth and stayed silently by the side.
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Of course, if you want to say that you have little regret, this is probably not the case. After all, if you really want to take it seriously, you will throw it out of the tool box at will.
Wait, the characteristics of water and fire are the results of experiments in later generations. I did try it in that life, and I might try it when I have something to do... Could it be that Sleeping Beauty sent me back to before rebirth, and the energy was exhausted, and the magic was no longer
, turned into an abnormal creature?
Tang Chao looked at this very openly and cared about it. He patted the angry Jangdou on the shoulder and comforted him casually: "If something happens, just treat it as a bad guy and there will be no retribution."
"That's bad, remember to send you a message when I get home."
The ambivalence stems from the Tang Dynasty's oscillating attitude towards Sleeping Beauty since its rebirth: it is extremely grateful, but also a little resistant. In other words, it is kept at a distance. That kind of emotion, especially the former one, has become more and more intense as time goes by.
Backlog stacks up.
"Well, bad."
That was also the direct cause of the death of pork belly.
In addition, basically all the musical instruments in the store, including the ceiling, were completely burned. The damage was heavy.
The workshop of the piano store also carries similar functions.
"So, that's a bad guy!"
Sleeping Beauty is really too mysterious, so mysterious that there is no way to spy on it, and no way to control it. Perhaps the worst result is that the eyes suddenly disappear, with no results...
Before confirming that result, my mood was naturally a bit simple. The regret is certain. Even if we put aside the uniqueness of Sleeping Beauty itself, as the only witness of two lives, the Tang Dynasty also had nothing to say about it.
Will always have emotions.
Such a small area, I think it is enough to be majestic.
The worst it could be is a special fire, if so...
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The tool box is made of composite material, which is waterproof, moisture-proof and fire-proof, so there is indeed no burn damage on the inside and outside of the box. However, Sleeping Beauty is invaded by water and fire...
Dajiang, who was accompanying him, scratched his head and opened his mouth several times to speak, but he just sighed. When he saw Tang Chao coming out, he seemed to be relieved and waved repeatedly.
Yes...
Needless to say, the storage room is also used, and the door is burned out. The focus is on the workroom, because the main maintenance bench and small tools are made of steel, and it seems that there will be a lot of damage, which is a blessing.
After a moment, he said, "Let's go, aunt is waiting." Holding the borrowed engineering shovel in one hand, the other hand moved slightly weakly over Tangdou's shoulder. The brother and sister talked all the way.
Oh, it was also completely burned.
Yes, that thing is not abstract at all. Abnormal people always do that kind of thing, but reality happened. I can only sigh with emotion, is there anything strange in this small world?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Fortunately, someone's awareness of dangerous production is still in place, and he has implemented the system that equipment and raw materials must be separated. The workshop is a workshop, and the warehouse is a warehouse. Yes
But the fun was really short that time...
However, I immediately gave up the nonsensical idea. The revenge of the earthly world was so tender and gentle. My identity would be really exposed, and the other party might also set fire to the piano store. Instead, they should just block the door of my house and open fire...
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As mentioned later, just like this repair shop in the southern suburbs in the future, in addition to the general scope of work, someone will also use the tools at hand to make some big gadgets on a whim, such as improvised bombs, remote-controlled detonators, and positioning devices.
accessories, etc.
At the foot of the mountain was Xie Wei, who had been waiting for a long time. He glanced at the eldest girl who was crying like a cat, said nothing, took it and hugged him beside her, then turned to look at Tang Chao: "Will you send him back first?"
The pork belly was eventually buried under a lush hill outside a park far away from the old street.
I blinked, then blinked again, and subconsciously reached out to touch a long groove in the box that looked like a screwdriver. It was empty and had no touch, so I was startled.
As he walked towards it, sure enough, the original cardboard box had long since been reduced to ashes. In its place, there was a lightly carbonized cat corpse whose small and large shapes could only be vaguely discerned. There was also a pile of charred wood and iron sheets underneath it.
It comes from the roof of the front yard of the tea house next door.
"It depends on their attitude. I'm sure they are willing to forgive me. I think it's possible to escape." Ojiang smiled. He didn't fully explain what he said. It was a bad idea, but he doubtless got the point right.
, the key point lies in the seven words "understanding". But the older girl, who was still immersed in the emotion of being deceived later, obviously did not understand.
"Huh?" The eldest girl suddenly had a question mark on her head when she heard this, "How can I be a bad person if I've already stolen the piano?"
Upon seeing this, Tang Chao was startled for a moment, then realized something and frowned.
After a moment, he straightened up and took a deep breath.
"Well, he has to think about it from another perspective. For example, if I steal the piano and it is burned, will you suffer a small loss?"
While thinking about the things that didn't exist, Tang Chao walked towards the workbench, his flashlight flashed across the workbench, pulled out a tattered toolbox that was still warm, and opened it.
It is also an unforeseen result. Just as the Tang Dynasty judged when he first arrived, almost everything inside the piano store is actually flammable. A small spark thrown back may cause a small disaster, let alone a disaster.
There was a fire. It affected the tattoo shop on the seventh floor. I can only say that Brother Cao was lucky and the fire truck arrived in time.
Do you still remember Zhong Wanqing’s bluff? In fact, this is not completely a bluff. There is indeed no probe outside the front door. It is just a public surveillance, but a private surveillance.
Well, the word 'fortunately' doesn't have another meaning.
Before getting Dajiang's permission, Tang Dou picked up a few belongings and took them away, while Tang Chao went to the storage room and workshop in front.
The reason for this is very general, that is, I am not very satisfied with my current life, and I am not less afraid of going back to the past...
"Um?!"
Even faintly, in the feeling of loss and loss, there is no tension and relief that can be said to be clear and clear, as if the shackles have been removed.
After standing for a while, I also listened to the eldest girl's choked apology. It was probably not some self-blaming words such as that I should have adopted him early and brought him back to Jiangyue Mansion, or I should have left the cat's nest outside, etc.
As for the installation location - he looked calm, raised his head and squinted his eyes, looking at the incandescent street lamp standing nearby at the end of the alley.
Or was it stolen? Zhang Shanhai did it? Yes, that is even more possible...
A quarter of an hour ago, it was still the same lane in front of the piano store. Someone led him that time, but Tang Chao still retreated calmly.
When the eight of them finally stopped laughing, they retreated into the music store with flashlights in hand. Naturally, their first goal was to go straight to the back hall. Unexpectedly, the world outside had not completely changed, and they no longer saw the door closed in the evening and left.
The years are quiet and bad.
I'm going too far, but the key point is the seventh thought, which is the workshop.
Burnt?
Whether you admire the former's eyesight is also a matter of knowing the goods. But Sleeping Beauty has a chameleon attribute, and it's a question of whether a special person can see it if he glances at it... Where did this go?
"Hey, the bad guy is roaring too..."
Tang Chao frowned in confusion, and many conjectures passed through his mind. Immediately, he turned on the flashlight unwillingly, and searched carefully around the workbench, and found the result. He then expanded the search scope to the entire workroom, and still found nothing.
What you get...
The cemetery is a small pit of about one and a half feet square, which is enough for placement. There is also a cat-playing stick made from a feather duster, which is the toy that older girls play with the least often.
Of course, given the vigilance of wild cats to changes in their surrounding environment, they would probably have fled long after the fire surrounded them.
Shaking his head, clearing up his bad mood, Tang Chao turned around and walked out of the workshop. When he walked through the short corridor, he looked up and saw the eldest girl standing silently in the corner of the front yard with her head slumped and her shoulders slumped. Her slender back was slightly visible in the bright night.