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Chapter 52
Five days later.

In a commercial office building somewhere in Jiangcheng.

Seeing the police accident investigation report on the computer screen, Song Hengtai of Hengtai Real Estate raised his eyebrows.

This is the accident investigation report of the huge fire in Jiangcheng that happened a few days ago.

According to the investigation of the fire department and the police, the root cause of the fire was that the circuit on the first floor caught fire due to lack of maintenance and overload. Leading to Liu Wan's death, the noise attracted most of the residents of the entire building to watch, not noticing the spread of the fire, which led to this tragedy.

The key testimony of the case was provided by the resident who was rescued by Wang Ke in Room 402. This resident moved into the building on the morning of the fire, and the fire broke out at night. Before that, he was in a coma due to inhalation of harmful gases He didn't wake up until a few days later, and then assisted the police in the investigation, and only then did he understand the cause and effect.

Under the notice, countless messages emerged.

[I really guessed right, things are not that simple! 】

[This case is so outrageous and unprecedented! 】

[So if the landlord didn’t have a dispute with the tenants and didn’t accidentally kill anyone, how many more people might have escaped from the building? 】

[I was wrong about Wang, it turned out that he saved someone! 】

[So why were so many people complaining about Wang before? Do they have any evidence? I'm afraid it wasn't a troll sent by the real estate company? 】

[Indeed, although the fire was an accident, the landlord must be responsible. The circuit should be inspected due to aging! 】

[I now strongly suspect that the previous landlord bought the navy and wanted to blame Wang, and I suggest that the police comrades strictly investigate. 】

[Looking through the news, this Hengtai Real Estate has only made a fortune in recent years, and then fell into a financial crisis due to debt problems. Could it be that they want to rely on the insurance compensation of this building for turnover? 】

[I previously felt that the public opinion on the Internet was a bit strange, and it was inexplicably changing the rhythm. Now that I think about it, it is probably the trolls who are at work! 】

[Brothers, I checked the previous accounts that slandered Lao Wang, and found that these accounts are old masters of rhythm, they must be bought by real estate agents! 】

[This announcement did not mention how Song and Liu got into a fight. Could it be that it was the same as in the novel, that Song asked Liu to help raise the kid and something happened? 】

[Don’t talk about these feudal superstitions, let’s take a look at what Hengtai Real Estate has to say! 】

[So that novel was really written by Wang in a dream for the author, and the truth is so restored! 】

[That’s right, that’s right, manslaughter is also murder. Shouldn’t this be investigated carefully? 】

These comments spread on the computer screen, and Song Hengtai suddenly found that the lead-black text crawled out of the monitor as if it had its own vitality, along the table, drilled into his arm, submerged under the skin, in the blood vessel twitch.

His eyes widened, this unbelievable sight made his hair stand on end.

Although before that, he had seen the old man of the Liu family cast some spells beyond common sense, but when the terrified, terrified, and weird insects kept pouring out of the computer screen and were about to drown him, Song Hengtai Only then did I feel hopeless.

The owner of the real estate company fell from his chair and sat on the ground. He scrambled and crawled to the window, but felt that the surroundings were dark.

Song Hengtai looked up at the sky.

He found that a black mist similar to those insects enveloped the sky. From an infinitely high place, it seemed that something was brewing and was about to break out of the ground.

Countless babbles occupied Song Hengtai's consciousness, and he had no corresponding knowledge. If Zhou Mingke or Du Ruo were here, they would probably sigh.

"This is [the rabble]."

Those who use public opinion to fuel the flames will surely be counterattacked by public opinion.

Song Hengtai felt suffocated for a while, he felt that he was about to lose his mind, and could only pray to gods that did not exist.

The next moment, he felt a chill run down his spine, as if he was being stared at by something.

call--

There was really a breath blowing from the back of his neck, Song Hengtai couldn't help turning his head.

The raving that echoed in his ears could finally be heard clearly, forming a low and indifferent sentence.

"You saw me."

whoosh-

With barely a breath, he was lifted by some invisible rope.

Song Hengtai grabbed the invisible rope around his neck with both hands, and kicked his legs hard, but he could only kick the air.

Time and space became ambiguous at this moment, and in the blink of an eye, the office had become empty.

And under a brand-new streetlight at the entrance of Hengtai Real Estate, Song Hengtai was hung on it, his legs were stiff and motionless, staring straight at passers-by.

None of those passers-by noticed this scene, they just kept busy with their lives.

Case closed.

Cui Yi'an had just finished the meeting, and he was praised by the leader. Even the master who was promoted before made a special phone call to praise him.

But is everything really over?
He repeatedly checked the case records and always felt that there were many strange doubts.

For example, why did Song Zhongwei and Liu Wan have a dispute, why did the residents go to watch because of this, they didn’t even notice that there was a fire, Wang Ke rescued a person, why didn’t he escape, etc., such and such questions linger in the In Cui Yi'an's heart.

But the more he looked at it, he felt that there was nothing wrong with these places.

Real cases cannot be the same as those in mystery novels. Everything has a completely logical answer. Sometimes the situation is complicated, and it is normal to feel coincidental.

Cui Yi'an walked out of the conference room and walked towards the office with his colleagues.

A leader walked towards him, and beside the leader was a woman. She wore a waist-length three-strand braid, her hair was as thick as ink, and there was a bit of fox-like charm in her eyebrows and eyes, which made people involuntarily bet line of sight.

Cui Yi'an felt that the other person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

He sorted out the files and drove to Jiangcheng City No. 1 Civil Hospital with his colleagues.

The only survivor of this case was treated here, and was transferred from the intensive care unit to the nursing ward two days ago.

Cui Yi'an came this time to visit the injured, and asked some questions by the way, not to write in the case file, but to try to answer his own doubts.

When he walked into the ward, he saw a young boy in his early 20s sitting on the bed, holding a book in his hand, the title of which was "The Crowd".

"How's it going? Do you feel okay?"

Cui Yi'an asked, he was already familiar with the other party, and knew that this was a college student who had just graduated.

"Ah."

The boy nodded. He didn't know if it was caused by the accident. He was quieter than his peers. He didn't rush to check his phone after waking up. He had been reading various books in the past few days.

"The report of today's case has been uploaded. You should be able to communicate with your family members normally. Don't worry, we have protected your information. The reporter will not know who you are."

Cui Yi'an patted the other party's shoulder.

"I see."

The boy nodded.

The two chatted for a while, and then Cui Yi'an picked up a phone call, stood up and left.

When he left, the boy picked up the book he was reading earlier. He put his finger on the page, but his eyes focused on the void.

"Wan'er, I will avenge you."

He muttered to himself, to the non-existent person.

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