Ancient master modern police

"Then I'll wait to be the wife of the Minister of Public Security." Su Qin answered with a smile.

"Ah, shooting star, make a wish!" While speaking, a white light flashed across the sky, and Su Qin clasped her hands excitedly. Just after making a wish, the shooting star disappeared.

When talking about the future, seeing a shooting star is a good omen for modern people, but Zhang Qi doesn't think so.

In the eyes of the ancients, the shooting star was a broom star, a representative of bad luck. Zhang Qi was depressed when he made a wish to the bad star.

"Meteor, broom star, I don't believe this." Seeing Su Qin's excited look, Zhang Qi muttered something, but he didn't say it too loudly. He didn't want to dampen Su Qin's enthusiasm. If you don't believe it, if Su Qin believes it, then hope your wish will come true. If Zhang Qi doesn't believe it, then treat it as if this broom star doesn't exist.

"Have you made a wish?" Seeing Zhang Qi's so-called look, Su Qin stretched out her hand to pinch his arm, and asked with her mouth pouted.

Zhang Qi naturally nodded, expressing that he believed in meteor making a wish.

It's a pity that his expression doesn't look like he made a wish, Su Qin said angrily: "Forget it, it's the same if I make a wish."

"Same?" Zhang Qi thought about it strangely, shook his head and stopped thinking about such things, and instead said, "It's late, I'll take you back."

"En." Su Qin blushed, thinking of her wish, she couldn't help feeling a little shy.Following the topic just now, Su Qin made a wish to be the wife of the Minister of Public Security in the future. In her opinion, she will marry Zhang Qi in the future. She is the wife of the Minister of Public Security, so Zhang Qi will naturally be the Minister of Public Security, the biggest official in the police force. .

Getting up and walking back to the villa, it was rare for Zhang Qi to actively stretch out his arm for Su Qin to hold. What's even rarer was that Zhang Daxia would actually find a topic at this meeting.

"Well, is the moon full tonight?" Zhang Qi said, who thought the topic fit the scene, but soon the atmosphere was destroyed by him, "No, it's too bright over there at the hotel."

When the two sat on the small bridge, their backs were facing the hotel, but when they turned around, they could clearly see the abnormal brightness in the direction of the hotel.

"Water?" Zhang Qi asked uncertainly, and quickly walked a few steps to the right. Sure enough, he saw the hotel where Yang Feng lived was ablaze.

"What should I do?" Su Qin followed behind Zhang Qi, and also saw the burning hotel, and could vaguely see some small black spots on the roof. He didn't know if it was a building or a person waiting for rescue.

"I'll take you back first, and then I'll take a look. Yang Feng still lives there." After Zhang Qi finished speaking, he smiled at Su Qin. Unable to resist her objection, he took Su Qin's hand and walked quickly to the villa. , After arriving at the gate of the villa, turn around and leave.

The hotel is about a few kilometers away from the Linjiang community. According to Zhang Qi's speed, it takes about 10 minutes to run.

On the way to the hotel, Zhang Qi also received a call from Zhan Li to inquire about the situation. When Zhang Qi arrived at the hotel, the fire had already become very fierce and could not be controlled within a short time.

Fortunately, the hotel had a well-developed escape system, and the residents and staff were all unharmed. Just as Zhang Qi was looking for Yang Feng in the crowd, his cell phone rang again.

The phone screen displayed Yang Feng's name.

After pressing the answer button, there were bursts of coughing and two people talking from inside.

"Awen, why? I love you like a brother, why do you do this?" Yang Feng's voice sounded.

Then came Wen Ping's slightly crazy voice: "Ah Feng, I'm dying, do you know that I'm dying? I don't worry about you, I want to take you away, only I can take good care of you."

"Awen, it's only in the middle stage of gastric cancer, and the cure rate is more than [-]%. You don't need to do this! Listen to me, shall we go upstairs and ask for help?" Yang Feng was standing in the living room at this time, holding a pistol in Wen Ping's hand opposite him. Pointing at him, with a sickly red color on his face.

Sure enough, at this time, Wen Ping was already crazy, he started to be a little hysterical, "Afeng, I like you, do you know? For you, I divorced, and I have taken care of you in every possible way for more than ten years, I am so afraid , I’m afraid I won’t be able to see you again when I get down there.”

Hearing this, Zhang Qi already understood the situation above. Yang Feng was very dangerous. Zhang Qi, who owed Yang Feng a favor, rushed in after pouring a bucket of water on him regardless of the advice of the firefighters at the entrance of the hotel.

The conversation between Yang Feng and Wen Ping continued to be heard on the phone, but more of Wen Ping's soliloquy.

"Look, do you like this kind of big scene? I am a competent manager. I have prepared such a big scene for you. The headlines of tomorrow's news will definitely be yours." Wen Ping said.

Yang Feng roared: "You are crazy!"

"I'm not crazy! First there was a concert, then the manager was poisoned and hospitalized, and then we all died in the sea of ​​fire. What a perfect ending. This kind of thing can be hyped for a long time. Every year in the future, everyone will remember us and you, sir Star Yang Feng."

"So it was really you! Captain Zhang is right, it was you who poisoned me..."

At this time, Zhang Qi had already rushed to the burning floor, and the mobile phone signal began to be intermittent, so Zhang Qi put the mobile phone back into his pocket.

As the saying goes, fire and water, the scene of a fire, a little negligence is the end of the death on the spot, and even if you are cautious, you can only try your best to get the chance to escape, and more of them are resigned to fate.

But rushing into the fire scene alone, or when the fire is at its peak, is definitely an act of death, and Zhang Qi is doing it right now.

The first is the temperature. If it is an ordinary person, it will be cooked as soon as it enters, let alone running for help. The second is thick smoke, which is the number one killer of fire. Many people die because of inhaling a large amount of thick smoke. rather than being burned.

If you are not careful and touch some iron products that are close to being red-hot, and you are in pain for a while, if you don’t fall and be engulfed by the fire, it will be regarded as smoke from the ancestral grave. There are fallen buildings.

These things don't have eyes, the ones above the head will fall down, and the ones under the feet will collapse, just like the end of the world.

So even if Zhang Qi walked into the fire scene, it would be very dangerous. Of course, if the fatal danger was too great, Zhang Qi would not foolishly run in and be a hero.

Congenital masters, tortoise breathing and the like are too sci-fi, but it is still possible to hold your breath for a long time, coupled with the full use of true energy, and carefully perform lightness kung fu with every step, Zhang Qi ran up the stairs thrillingly along the way.

The most dangerous thing was to run past the two floors where the fire was most intense. After being hit by a few bricks, Zhang Qi also rushed over.

The next few floors were relatively easy to walk, and Zhang Qi's speed was much faster. After five or six minutes, Zhang Qi finally ran to the door of Yang Feng's suite.

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