In the early morning, as soon as the Hong Kong people who woke up from their sleep walked out of the door, they noticed a 'black rain' falling from most of Kowloon.

And those who live near Kwun Tong can still smell the pungent smell of smoke in the air.

'Black rain' is the dust of cotton wool that has been burned black.

In the Tai'an warehouse in Ngau Tau Kok, hundreds of tons of seed cotton raw materials were engulfed by the fire overnight, and when the fire brigade arrived, the fire could not be controlled, so it could only prevent it from affecting other warehouses on the left.

At breakfast, the four members of the Su family who had just moved to a new house, except for Su Jingxian, who looked as usual, the other three all sighed at the dining table.

When the fire broke out last night, even if you were in Wan Chai, you could see half of the sky in Kowloon being lit red. Su Zheng and his family rushed to the scene as soon as possible and witnessed the whole process of fire danger under the blazing fire.

It wasn't until early in the morning, after seven hours, that the fire was completely extinguished.

At the dining table, Su Shoucai, who had not slept all night, shook his head and sighed, his voice was full of helplessness: "This is also something that can't be helped, if you want to blame the second brother...... Forget it, after all, everyone is gone. ”

"The autopsy results have not yet come out, and the body may not be the second uncle's." Su Jingxian took a sip of gruel and said a word of relief.

The younger brother Su Jingliang sighed: "The fragments of the big smoking gun and the alcohol lamp have been found, it must be him!" And besides him and his uncle, who has the key to the warehouse? ”

Zheng Liru, who had just listened to Su Jingxian's words of relief and looked a little better, heard Su Jingliang's words, and her eyes turned red again.

"You're eating! Do you have a mouth that can speak? Su Jingxian glanced at his younger brother Su Jingliang, picked up the porridge bowl and ate it in two bites, got up and walked to the bedroom, "I saw the fire all night, my eyes couldn't be opened, I went to the room to make up for sleep first." ”

Without looking at his family's faces, he went straight back to the bedroom, where Su Jingxian lay on the newly bought big bed and yawned long.

He can understand the current mood of his parents, especially his mother Zheng Liru, who was finally reunited with his brother and sister, and it didn't take long for one of his brothers to be burned to death by the fire, and it was normal for him to feel sad.

It can only be said that the Zheng family's drama was too good and deceived the rest of the family.

But things still have to be done, Zheng Yuntu's death and last night's fire risk are just the beginning, Su Jingxian's next target has been aimed at Zheng Yunhong, the uncle of the Zheng family, and this matter can only be regarded as a death after the fall of Zheng Ji.

As for the parents, they can only wait for the time to be ripe in the future, and then slowly explain it to them.

Knock knock!

Lying on the bed, Su Jingxian, who had just been drowsy, was woken up by a knock on the door, accompanied by the shouts of his younger brother Su Jingliang.

"You're a ghost!" Muttering a sentence in his mouth, Su Jingxian pressed the pillow to his ear, and his tone was irritable, "What's the matter that I can't talk about when I wake up?" ”

This sentence really worked, and Su Jingliang's voice outside the door stopped abruptly.

But only a short time later, through the door, Lin Zhiyong's familiar voice sounded, with a little hesitation: "Brother Xian, Brother Le was chased and killed by the people of No. 14 in Lan Kwai Fong last night, and now he is still in the hospital, do you want to take a look?" ”

Lu Le was chased and beheaded? Su Jingxian filtered this sentence with a somewhat heavy head, then raised his eyebrows slightly, and jumped up from the bed suddenly.

Fourteen with your lungs! If Lu Le hangs up, who will help me arrest someone?

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Repulse Bay, Zheng Family.

Zhang's mother and a maid looked nervous, lowered their heads to clean up the fragments of dishes scattered on the ground, and peeked at Zheng Yunhong on the sofa from time to time.

"Okay, okay, Mom Zhang, you go out first." The hostess Li Yue'e did not have the dignified and wealthy temperament of the past at this time, her hair was messy, and her face was a little haggard, she took the broom in the hands of the old mother and the maid, and glanced at them.

After Zhang's mother and the maid resigned, Li Yue'e sat beside Zheng Yunhong, pulled up his big hand and frowned lightly: "Look at you, why are you so careless and cut your hand like this." ”

After returning home from the fire scene, Zheng Yunhong was furious, smashed many objects in his home, and his palms were also cut by furniture fragments, and several wounds were pouring out.

Being held by his wife, Zheng Yunhong's lips trembled, and his face turned pale: "I asked him to quit smoking a long time ago!" I told him a long time ago! Bastard thing, bastard! ”

Li Yue'e sighed deeply, did not speak, put the uncle's hand on her lap, picked up the tweezers on the table and carefully picked out the debris that had pierced into his flesh.

In fact, Li Yue'e doesn't have a good impression of Zheng Yuntu, which is the same as her son Zheng Pengxiao, but after all, she has been married to the Zheng family for many years, and suddenly heard that it may be Zheng Yuntu who was burned alive in the warehouse, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

Wiped the blood on Zheng Yunhong's hands with a cotton pad dipped in iodine wine, and Li Yue'e took out gauze from the medicine box to bandage his wounds, and then softly relieved: "The police's autopsy report hasn't come out yet, so you don't have to worry." If you're tired all night, it's better to go to the bedroom and lie down for a while, I'll ask Zhang's mother to make soup for you, and then get up to drink when you wake up. ”

Zheng Yunhong closed his eyes, rested his head on the back of the sofa, and said in a dull voice: "I'm not sleepy, I'll wait for Peng Xiao and Changping to come back from sending the autopsy report...... You go and inform Ah Shou and ask him to invite someone near the Du Mansion and continue to find the whereabouts of the second child. ”

"When I came back in the morning, I had already asked Ah Shou to do it, don't worry, he will come back to inform you as soon as there is news." Li Yue'e held Zheng Yunhong's hand in her arms and spoke slowly.

Zheng Yunhong nodded, rubbed his eyebrows, and stopped making a sound.

At around twelve o'clock in the afternoon, the door of the Zheng family's villa was opened, and Zheng Pengxiao and his cousin Zheng Changping walked in from outside the door, holding a file bag in their hands.

Zheng Yunhong, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and glanced at the faces of the two juniors, and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

His son Zheng Pengxiao didn't see anything unusual on his face, but Zheng Yuntu's eldest son Zheng Changping had red eyes, tears on his face, and his eyes were blank like a walking corpse.

Zheng Yunhong forcibly suppressed the turbidity in his heart, raised his head and handed Zheng Pengxiao a look, Zheng Pengxiao nodded lightly, and handed the file bag in his hand to Zheng Yunhong.

The file bag contained an autopsy report obtained from the police force, which clearly stated that there was a large amount of dust in the lungs of the deceased in the warehouse, apparently burned alive by the fire, so the possibility that he was killed before the fire was ruled out. From the teeth, bones, and body type, it is inferred that the deceased was a male, aged about 45 years old, and between 1.72 and 1.75 meters tall.

The age and height are in line with Zheng Yuntu's characteristics, so much so that Zheng Yunhong saw half of it, and his hands involuntarily trembled slightly.

Seeing this, Zheng Pengxiao added softly: "The police said that because the body was seriously burned, only these materials could be detected for the time being, and the specific identity could not be confirmed until the appearance was restored with the skull, and they had already sent additional people to investigate the missing person, and the one in the warehouse may not be the ......."

"I see, take your cousin upstairs to rest." Zheng Yunhong interrupted his son's words, put the autopsy report on the table, and waved his hand gently.

Zheng Pengxiao nodded, led his cousin Zheng Changping upstairs, and couldn't stop saying words of relief in his mouth.

After the two juniors entered the upstairs bedroom, Zheng Yunhong sat on the sofa in the living room and was stunned, and after a while, he suddenly got up and kicked the table in front of him.

"Second child, second child, you forced me to death!"