At about three o'clock in the morning, the woman quietly came to the door of the seafood restaurant and opened the locked door, looked around to make sure that no one closed the door quickly.

After walking a few steps, I stopped at the 47th floor tile, and the most dangerous place is the safest place. She forcefully removed the floor tiles, and when she saw that the things were still there, she breathed a sigh of relief, patted her beating heart, and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

She picked up the black bag weighing ten pounds of things, walked to the bathroom, poured it all into the toilet, and kept flushing it with water. The hand wearing the gold ring picked up the sterilization liquid and continued to smear the toilet, wiping the toilet with a rag, and the sound of the gold ring rubbing the white porcelain toilet bowl sounded every time he wiped it.

At four o'clock in the morning, the fire in the seafood shophouse gradually burst out of it, and the black smoke and burning smell spread into the air. During the period, explosives were burned, and large and small explosions sounded.

There were shops with closed doors and windows on both sides, and I don't know how long it burned before it was discovered and called the fire department to extinguish the fire.

When the fire brigade arrived, the seafood shop was burned to the point that only a black shell remained.

On the ground behind the house, a woman bent her hands and legs in a pool of blood, her eyes on her dark face stared in horror at the starless night sky.

Her eyes were dark, the night sky was dark, and the blood in the pool of blood was dark red. She entered the darkness, and the darkness, fearing the light of its prayer for salvation from the light, chose to devour her permanently.

The owner of the seafood shop chose not to say anything, only admitted the fact of his sales process, and no matter how he asked other questions, he did not open his mouth again. He has a limited culture, and he only remembers the sentence on TV, seeking wealth and wealth in danger, and he recognized today's result.

"I'll tell you one thing, please be mentally prepared. Zhang Jinghua, is it your spouse? A policeman walked into the interrogation room, held a plastic cup with warm water poured over it, placed it next to his hand, sat down and stared at him for a moment, and asked.

He looked at him quizzically and nodded. "She's my wife, she doesn't know anything, please don't arrest her."

"She's dead, and this morning someone found her dead on the ground behind your seafood shophouse and called the police. Your seafood shop was also burned to the ground. ”

Hearing the news of this thunderbolt on a sunny day, he was in a trance, and looked at the uniformed policeman in front of him uncertainly, "You scared me, right?" ”

"Deliberately creating rumors to cause panic is also legally responsible."

He was dazed, looking at the closed interrogation room and crying. After crying for a while, he slapped his hands on the table, and his body trembled uncontrollably, "My child, how is my child, how is it?" ”

"Leave them in the care of someone who specializes in protecting them, waiting for your parents to pick them up. Do you say it or don't you say it? The policeman looked at the eight big characters behind him and motioned for him to read, confessing leniently and resisting strictly.

His eyes were decadent and staring down at the handcuffs on his wrists, and when he heard that his parents were coming, he had already imagined that he had failed the college entrance examination five times, and they looked at him with disappointed and sad eyes, and their heartache spread to his heart, as if to burst his heart.

"It's late, it's late!" He grabbed the hair in front of him with both hands and looked at the big glowing light bulb. Regret is not at the beginning, but unfortunately there is no regret in the world that can be recovered.