Chapter 13: The Judge of Fire
"The method is very simple, as long as there is smoke and acetone......
The main title of the video is "Judge of Fire", and the subtitle is "SMW Cake Shop Judgment Chapter".
The man in the video, wearing black gloves on his hands, a black cloak, and a mask on his face, covers his entire face tightly, and looks fully armed. The sound was processed to sound very dull and mechanical.
In his hand, he held a cigarette and a bottle of acetone.
"SMW Cake Shop...... Hehe, it's just a cake, and it's so expensive. The time of the judgment of fire is coming......"
The picture in the video is SMW4 cake shop.
The time when the video was uploaded was 12 o'clock, that is, before the fire.
"Big sister, can you lend me your phone to show it?"
Conan appeared in front of her at some point, looking a little anxious.
Qinghai Chuantang didn't speak, and silently handed the phone to the other party.
The man, the "Judge of Fire", uploaded the video to the deep web. And looking at the long list of videos, it's clearly not the first time that it's set fires.
It seems that the other party is the culprit of the serial arson case.
Conan clicked on one of the videos, subtitled "The Truck Trial".
"Attention people who can't park well. If you pass by the parking space, I will make it impossible for you to park anymore......"
After saying that, the masked man in the video lit a homemade Molotov cocktail.
Conan clicked on another video, subtitled "Granny Trial".
"Waste old woman, sprinkled water on people, and didn't even apologize. You have to use quicklime to make you feel the heat......"
The masked man pointed to the quicklime behind him.
Quicklime reacts chemically with water and is immediately heated to temperatures above 300Β°C.
Conan went back and looked at the list of videos, which could be described as shocking.
This person is really getting more and more rampant.
"Wait a minute!"
Sera stopped Conan and slid to the top of the video list. That video seems to have been updated at 12 o'clock yesterday.
These videos are like a teaser letter, and they do what they say.
"Recently, the children have become more and more lawless, and they are reaching out to point fingers at people. Let me clean up these smelly kids. Just a little bit of spark, and then put the volatile oil over there. In order to extinguish the fire, the sparks will splash out......"
After saying that, the other party let out an almost crazy laugh, which sounded creepy.
Shiliang Zhenchun touched his chin and thought, "If you can lock the IP right away, maybe you can catch the prisoner." β
"It's useless." Qinghai Chuantang put his hands in his pockets and said calmly: "That's the deep web, not an ordinary website." Even if it's the FBI, you can't find it. β
"Do you just leave it alone?"
Shira Zhenjun clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
"Wait a minute!"
Conan seemed to have discovered something, and he zoomed in on the latest video to find a poster on the table behind him. Although the light was dim, I could barely make out that there were turtles and rabbits printed on them.
"Tortoise and Hare Race Theatrical Version?"
As he spoke, Conan began to search on his phone.
"Wisla Theatre Hall 2, performance "Tortoise and Hare Race", 7 p.m. ...... p.m.
And now, it's half past six in the evening.
"Big sister, please take us there by car, quick! Otherwise, it's really too lateβ"
From here, it takes about an hour to drive from here. But if it's drag racing, that's another story...... Fortunately, I don't usually do such dangerous things, otherwise if I accidentally bump into him, I'm afraid that the "Judge of Fire" will set himself as the next target.
"Give me back your phone first, and then contact the police. Finally, fasten your seatbelts, or I'll be thrown out and I'm not responsible. β
Seeing that Conan didn't return the phone to him immediately, Qinghai Chuantang had no choice but to remind them euphemistically, hinting at them by the way that the old driver was about to leave.
Because the car is limited and not a sports car that pursues the speed limit, even the crazy nitrogen and Thomas spiral movement took 35 minutes.
After arriving at their destination, the two immediately got out of the car and ran up the stairs to the Wisla Theater.
The three-storey Wisla Theatre takes a lot of time to find one by one. Maybe in this gap, the spark has the potential to burn the prairie fire.
"Damn! Where the hell will that person be! β
If it's too late, it's really too late.
Conan clenched his fists, pondering the other man's words at the time, hoping to find a clue from them.
Where volatile oil can be treated as water -
"Bathroom!"
Shinsumi Sera and Conan said in unison.
The two glanced at each other, and Shiliang Zhenchun said, "Now that we know the place, let's go find it quickly." If it's a little late, it may be too late! β
The two hurriedly ran downstairs.
When they reached the corner of the stairs, they saw a man wearing a black baseball cap and dressed in black. He also carried a black backpack and a white plastic bucket in his hand.
He kept lowering the brim of his hat, as if he didn't want to be seen, and his behavior was very suspicious.
"Catch him!"
Seeing that someone was chasing him, the man hurriedly ran out.
Conan conjured a soccer ball from his waist, activated his Foot Strength Booster Shoes, and kicked the soccer ball at him.
The other party never expected to fly into trouble, and was suddenly carried away by the football a few meters away. Twilight Thirteen arrives with someone and puts the handcuffs on his hands.
The ceiling of the toilet in this place is mostly made of flammable materials.
So the division of labor between the two is very clear, although they didn't speak, but they have a tacit understanding with each other, one goes to chase the criminal, and the other goes to the bathroom to put out the fire to prevent it from becoming a bigger accident.
Qinghai Chuantang coughed and walked out, and smoke was billowing inside.
"Hey, are you alright? How's it going inside? β
Sera's innocent face revealed an expression of concern.
Qinghai Chuantang waved his hand, signaling that he was fine, and then said: "The fire has been extinguished, but fortunately, it was discovered in time and there were no casualties." β
The man was eventually taken away by the police.
Outside the Wisla Theater, I don't know who leaked the news, and many people who eat melons gathered around, discussing and pointing fingers at them.
"It's him, it's the one who lit the fire!"
"Is that the bastard? That's what the bastard did! β
"Great, finally caught. If you don't catch it, the consequences will be unimaginable......"
The man stared straight ahead and didn't speak, but with a faint smile on his face. It is as if what he did before was not a bad thing that is intolerable by heaven, but a righteous judgment, the embodiment of justice, and a messenger of justice.
How can these ignorant and stupid human beings understand themselves? They are all selfish and only think about themselves.
"Great, it's finally over."
Shiliang Zhenchun said, stretching a lazy waist.
"Nope. I always feel like it's not over yet. β
Conan looked at the police car in the distance, thoughtful.
At this time, it suddenly began to rain in the sky.
"It's not too early, let's go home early."
Conan nodded, as if he remembered something, looked around, and felt a little strange, "Why did that person from before suddenly disappear?" β
After the two left, Qinghai Chuantang silently came out of the corner and drove away.
After being busy for so long, she was really a little tired, and she couldn't help but yawn.
While driving past a two-story building, Qinghai Chuantang found smoke coming out of the house, which tended to get stronger and stronger. Inside the house, there was also the cry of a child, as if to say: Help, who will save me.
Qinghai Chuantang parked the car on the side of the road, then ran upstairs and kicked the door open.
Covering his mouth and nose with his sleeve, he carefully dodged and walked in, and saw a little boy lying on the ground, unconscious.
There are a lot of flammable materials in the house, so the fire is getting stronger and stronger. If you run away from the door with him, it's too late.
Qinghai Chuantang protected the little boy in his arms, and then jumped with a bang, smashed the glass, and escaped.
She is not a King Kong indestructible body, and after such an operation, she feels a little uncomfortable in her back and feet, especially holding a child.
While he was still conscious, Qinghai Chuantang dialed 119......
It's like a scene from 12 years ago.
The same is to save a little boy from the fire. It's just that at that time, the little boy had many burns on his body and finally died, which also became an indelible memory for Qinghai Chuantang, and even some self-blame.
If only I could have seen it earlier, that eight-year-old child would not have left this world like this. There are so many prosperous and beautiful things that I haven't had time to take a good look at.
In the early hours of the morning, he was sleeping, but his mobile phone suddenly rang, and the caller suggested that it was from the hospital.
Hospital?
He thought it was a little strange, but he chose to answer anyway.
"Hello."
"What? You mean...... Okay, I'll be right there. β
When he arrived at the hospital, he quickly asked the nurse on duty. Following the direction of the other man's finger, he looked to the right.
I saw a man dressed in bandages, lying on an ambulance bed, and being pushed to the emergency room.
His gaze kept falling on the man on the ambulance bed, following the other party.
Don't......
He was incredulous.
Some looked in the direction of the operating room in a daze, and did not relax for a long time.
"What are you looking at?"
A voice suddenly appeared behind him, unsuspectingly startled.
I saw that the other party was wearing a white coat, holding a coffee paper cup in his hand, and a slight smile on his face.
It's beautiful, just like when I first saw it.
"Are you alright?"
"It's fine, it's just an ankle, and it's going to get better soon."
Amuro looked at her ankles, and saw several layers of bandages wrapped around them. But fortunately, it doesn't look like the injury is very serious, and I believe it won't be long before it will heal.
He was a little relieved and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Qinghai Chuantang put on a hippie smile, "What, worry about me?" So I ran in a panic. β
"yes, I'm worried about you."