Chapter 113: The Pseudo-Good Girl of the Ruffian Scum 23
"What wish?" Wu Zhixing's brows were twisted together again, saying that it was a wish, but her tone was like saying a last wish.
"I'm ......" Xijing was about to say, but heard a scream from the nearby community.
Following the sound, the second floor of a house near the road was on fire.
The height of the second floor is not high, and you can see the figures running inside trying to escape, two young children, probably elementary school students who are doing their homework at home.
The door seemed to be unable to be opened for some reason, and the two children ran to the balcony for help, but every window, including the balcony, was equipped with burglar-proof windows. The gap in the burglar-proof window is much narrower than that of the head, and it is impossible to get out at all.
Originally, the windows were used to prevent theft, but now they are like the iron bars of a prison to imprison people inside.
"Who knows the parents of this family!"
"Call the police!"
"Do you have any tools, go pry the door open!"
The fire started in the master bedroom, which was already red in the window and had begun to spread to the living room.
Smoke billowed and the two children coughed.
After calling the fire alarm 119, the masses also tried to catch water to put out the fire, but the distance between the second floor is not high, it is indeed not high, and it is still difficult to splash water with buckets.
Xijing and Wu Zhixing also stopped the previous topic and asked about the general situation.
"The mother of this family is working overtime today, probably worried that the two children will get lost when they go out to play, so they locked the door from the outside." The passer-by aunt said with a long sigh, "If something happens, the mother will blame herself for the rest of her life!" ”
Wu Zhixing wanted to speak and stopped, and the hand holding the Xijing was slightly closed.
I didn't understand his abnormality for a while, but Xijing thought back for a while, remembering that he seemed to be able to pick the lock. But in the eyes of normal people, this skill is not a skill worthy of praise, on the contrary, it is easy to be regarded as a sideline and theft.
He was probably worried about that, too.
"Wu Zhixing." Xijing looked up at him sideways and encouraged him, "Do you know how to pick the lock, can you try it?" Now the fire should not have reached the door, the lock can be opened normally, and when the temperature rises, even if there is a key, the door cannot be opened. ”
"Okay." He was recognized, climbed directly into the community from the fence, removed the wire around the slogan on the fence, and hurried to the upper floor of the unit.
Several men were already at the door, knocking as if it could be opened.
The security doors are all double locks, one lock inside and one lock outside.
The inside lock cannot be opened with a key on the outside and can only be manually unscrewed from the inside of the door, while the outside lock requires a key to open.
Looking at this group of adults who couldn't help and were still blocked in the corridor, Wu Zhixing squeezed to the front and said, "Let me, let go." ”
When they saw that it was a young man, they said, "Don't come and make trouble, little ones." ”
Wu Zhixing didn't pay attention, took out the wire and wrapped it around a few times, and poked into the keyhole left and right.
"Ouch, you can still pick locks at a young age?" It seems to be a bit of a compliment to say it, but it sounds like saying that you can't learn to pick locks and steal at a young age.
After tinkering for about two or three minutes, I heard the first "click." ”
At this time, the fire in the room had spread to the living room, and the voices of the two children came from the balcony, even more frightened and desperate.
Wu Zhixing's pressure increased, his hands were also a little shaky, and two minutes later, he heard a second "click".
A third "click" sounded, and the door opened.