The fire has been extinguished, and now only a scorched and broken ruin remains.

Many people, officials and civilians, came and went in and out of the wreckage, carrying out corpses and wounded people, and the blood and screams of pain pierced my heart, and it hurt.

I suddenly felt a churn in my chest, as if a violent beast was about to struggle out, gritted my teeth, and tried to rush forward with my legs, but I was suddenly grabbed by someone.

I turned my head a little angrily, and some blurred vision made me unable to see Pan Gongzi's face clearly.

I heard him say to me, "Don't go, it's dangerous." ”

I stubbornly struggled a few times, but he grabbed my wrist tightly.

"Do you know how this fire started?" I heard the fat man asking the people around him.

"Who knows, just listening to the sound of a bang, the fire will burst into the sky, and it will burn into this ghost after a while. Xu is a little man who doesn't have long eyes and accidentally knocked over the lamp and ignited something. ”

"Impossible." The fat man said to himself, "How can an accidental fire burst into flames in an instant." ”

"Miss Leng," I heard Pan Gongzi ask in my ear with concern, "but what acquaintances are in the building?" I can send someone to inquire about ......."

"Nope." I bit my lip vigorously and turned away, "Yes, I died." ”

It's considered that there has been, although I and Qingli, it's only a one-sided relationship.

Now Qingli is dead, but the person behind the curtain is obviously not willing to give up.

He wanted to cover something up with this fire, and he didn't care how many more lives it would take.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs; Maybe in the eyes of those who are in power, the lives in Tianxiang Building are no different from ants.

Suddenly, I felt a little more enlightened and awe of the "justice" I said twice.

Yes, someone must stand up and seek justice and justice for those who live at the bottom of society, and shout out for those who live in the shadow of those who are in the shadows of those who are in power.

Even if the voice is small, the power is weak.

"Where's the little tree?" As soon as I entered the house, I asked the porter Lao Zhou.

The burning of Tianxiang Tower is bound to destroy something. But Tianxianglou has already been searched several times inside and out by Ying Tianfu, what else does he want to destroy?

I was a little confused, and I was eager to discuss it with Xiaoshu.

"The young master hasn't come back yet."

"Haven't come back at this hour?" I'm a little irritable, I don't come home from school, where did this damn kid go crazy......

"Oh, someone sent something just now, saying it was for you, Miss." Lao Zhou turned around and went back to the house, took out a wooden box and handed it to me.

I absentmindedly opened the box, but it was instantly fixed there.

Inside the box was a lake-blue purse.

It was the first time in my life that I took a needle and thread, sewed it all night awkwardly, and stuffed some mosquito-repellent herbs into it for Xiaoshu's fifteenth birthday. The kid said with disgust that it was ugly, but he hung on his body every day.

Little Tree ......

My throat felt like a big hand was clutching tightly, and I was a little out of breath.

opened the purse, and a note appeared inside, which read: Tomorrow, the rooster in the west of the city will crow, and use what you took to exchange for this kid's life.

I clutched my purse in my palm and trembled as I crumpled the note.

Someone kidnapped Xiaoshu, the closest person in this world.