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I went to the toilet.

Contact Su Sen and ask him to help me find information related to the fire at the pesticide factory thirty years ago.

"Boss Li, why is this an old case again? Is it related to the live broadcast?"

"Don't ask so many questions yet. Check it quickly. The more information the better. Reply to me before midnight at the latest."

"This kind of laborious and unprofitable case is just for your sake, otherwise I wouldn't even bother to take it." Su Sen complained once in a while.

"Then I'll give you some extra money?"

"Forget it, I'll ask you for help later, just don't refuse."

"If you want help from me, just ask, what's the matter?"

"Let's wait until you finish this live broadcast. I will start investigating your request and will get back to you as soon as possible."

hang up the phone.

I returned to the activity room.

Although Su Sen went to help me investigate the information on the case back then, I can't be idle here.

The best way to find out what happened on the night of the fire is surely to ask those who were there.

There are ten old employees in total.

Who have participated in firefighting?

My eyes swept over the old people, and finally locked on the tall old man.

Aunt Tao said his name was Fan Zhiqiang.

He seemed to be the healthiest and clearest among these old men.

I carried the kettle and filled the old people’s tea cups with hot water one by one.

"Uncle, your tea is too weak. How about I go get you another cup?" When I arrived at Fan Zhiqiang's side, I took a look at the cup and smiled enthusiastically.

"No need." Fan Zhiqiang glanced at me lightly.

"Okay, let me add some hot water to you." I refilled the cup and handed it over.

"Uncle, please take a few sips while it's hot."

"Just leave it alone, I know how to drink it myself."

One push and one yield.

The cup was knocked over and the hot water spilled on the old man.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, uncle." I quickly took a tissue to help him wipe the water off his body.

There is cold water in the cup, but after adding boiling water it only becomes hotter, not hot.

"Are you okay, uncle? I didn't burn you, did I? Oops, these clothes are all wet. Don't catch a cold. I'll take you upstairs to change clothes."

"You can miss this, you want to kill me!" Fan Zhiqiang frowned and stared at me, very angry.

"It's my fault. I'll make amends to you. I'll accompany you upstairs now, okay?"

"Mr. Fan, don't blame Xiao Li, he definitely didn't mean it. Go back to the house and change clothes quickly. If you catch a cold, Director Yang will have to lecture us again."

Fang Guiping came over to help me speak.

Fan Zhiqiang snorted coldly, stood up and walked out angrily with his hands behind his back.

"Aunt, thank you, I'll just go."

I said hello to Fang Guiping and followed Fan Zhiqiang.

Got on the elevator and returned to the dormitory.

Triple room.

Fan Zhiqiang's bed is by the window, next to his wardrobe.

"Uncle Fan, are these clothes?" I dug out a change of clothes and wanted to help him change them.

"I can wear it myself!" Fan Zhiqiang glared at me, grabbed the clothes and changed them himself.

He took off his coat, sweater, and autumn clothes.

The old skin of his upper body was exposed.

There were large, hideous scars from the back to the right arm that had been burned by fire.

"Uncle, how did you do this?" I asked knowingly.

"none of your business?"

"I heard that Boss Hao encountered a fire when he was a child. If someone hadn't rushed into the fire and rescued him, he would have been burned to death! That person was you, right? You are really a hero!" I gave a thumbs up. .

"hero?"

Fan Zhiqiang sneered and put on his autumn clothes.

"I admire heroes the most. Sir, can you tell me about the situation back then?"

"What are you asking about? Do you also want to have a relationship with Hao Zijian?" Fan Zhiqiang gave me a wary look.

"Boy, don't be so smart. I've seen too many people like you."

"Uncle Fan, you misunderstood. I just admire you. After all, rushing into a fire to save people is something not everyone has the courage to do."

"Courage? What can't be done when a person is forced to a dead end?" Fan Zhiqiang put on his clothes and covered up the hideous scars all over his body.

I immediately asked: "Dead end? Who pushed you to the end?"

"Who asked you to inquire about these things?" Fan Zhiqiang asked.

"No one is curious except myself."

"Don't ask around if you have nothing to do, or you will be killed by curiosity!" After saying this, Fan Zhiqiang walked out of the dormitory with his hands behind his back.

"Uncle Fan, I'm a coward, don't scare me. How can I get killed for just asking about this?"

I followed up and said.

"Believe it or not." Fan Zhiqiang is not only wary, but also has a really bad temper.

Such a stubborn old man, the more you ask him about things he doesn't want to say, the less willing he is to say them.

I have to find another breakthrough.

Get into the elevator.

I said again: "Hey, don't we have three floors here? Why is the elevator only built to the second floor? It would be very inconvenient for you to go to the third floor."

"No one will go to the third floor." Fan Zhiqiang said with a cold face.

"Why? Is there something wrong on the third floor?"

"have no idea."

The elevator door opened and Fan Zhiqiang took the lead and stepped out.

By this time, TV time is over.

The old people all came out and exercised in the yard.

I found the old woman who had wronged Fang Guiping and looked for an opportunity to talk.

His face was pockmarked, probably due to diabetes, and he could eat very few types of food. His face was sallow and skinny, and he looked very pitiful.

But about the fire, she just kept saying she didn't know.

She only saw the factory on fire from a distance.

There are only two female employees in the pesticide factory, and the other one is a blind old woman.

She was not born blind. She became blind after taking the wrong medicine when she reached middle age.

Although she is very old, it can be seen from her face shape and facial features that she was a beauty when she was young.

She was quite willing to chat with people and had a good conversational skills. She should have been considered an intellectual back then.

After chatting for a while, my suspicion was confirmed.

Her name is Lin Caizhen, and she was an accountant at a pesticide factory.

However, she didn't know much about the fire situation. Like the pock-marked old woman, she saw the fire from a distance.

When I ran over, the fire was already burning very hard, and I happened to see Fan Zhiqiang running out wearing a wet quilt and holding Boss Hao who was only a few years old.

I asked: "What about Boss Hao's father? Isn't he here?"

The blind old lady paused and murmured: "Maybe he was on a business trip when he wasn't in the factory. He just escaped. That fire was really terrible."

"It's really terrible to be burned alive. Boss Hao's mother is so pitiful." I sighed.

The blind old lady seemed to shudder and said nothing more.

I went to chat with other old men and got similar answers.

Although I didn't ask for any useful information, at least I could feel something.

Everyone was very taboo about the fire that year and were unwilling to talk more about it.