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The old woman who had just died was wearing old autumn clothes and long trousers, standing barefoot among the black ashes.

The old face was wrinkled into a ball, and a sob came from his mouth.

When the eyes were opened, there were no pupils inside, just a cloudy gray.

"Why."

The old woman stared at me resentfully with her gray eyes.

She cried miserably, but there were no tears in her eyes.

"You are so cruel."

"How is she better than me?"

The voice of a young woman came out of the old woman's toothless mouth.

"Who are you?" Me.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The old woman cried even harder, "I am your wife, and you don't recognize me now."

"Men have no conscience."

"Hate it."

"I hate it so much."

The entire third floor echoed with the woman's miserable cries.

The old woman's face was covered with hideous scars, blackened by fire.

"We must die together."

"We, as a family, will die together!"

The wail turned into a roar.

The skin cracked piece by piece, and fire light rushed out from the cracks.

The old woman rushed towards me fiercely with flames.

I quickly moved out of the way.

He watched helplessly as she was quickly burned to black ash, mixed with the drifting ashes.

The ash became denser, like heavy snow falling.

The air becomes hot.

Getting hotter.

The charred walls and ground around him, although no flames ignited, were cracked like dry earth.

Waves of black smoke emerged from the cracks.

Breathing started to get tight.

With every breath he took, black ash ran into his mouth.

My throat hurts from choking.

I frowned and covered my mouth and nose, opened my black umbrella, and walked carefully among the ashes.

The ground also became hot.

The floorboards were soft, as if lava was about to be burned.

The heat was clearly transmitted to my feet through the soles of the shoes.

The insoles began to melt, leaving a faint footprint on the floor with each step.

The ghosts on the third floor are very powerful.

Black smoke billowed all around.

The flashlight didn't work, and everything was completely dark.

In the thick smoke, there was a vague and ferocious shadow of a woman, making intermittent and creepy laughter.

Covered by a black umbrella, the ashes could not fall on me.

I pulled out the long knife and rushed towards the woman's figure before the soles of my shoes were completely burned.

He rushed in front of him and swung his long knife, but it hit a hole.

The woman's shadow is erratic.

After a flash, they changed positions.

Li Xiaohei got out of the black umbrella, rode on my shoulders, and covered my eyes with his little hands.

The ash and black smoke faded.

Everything around him became clear.

But the burning smell in the air is still there.

And it's getting hotter.

Just for a while, I was sweating all over my body.

Holding the long knife in hand, I turned my head and "looked" around.

In one room, a woman's shadow was seen.

Without hesitation, I rushed in.

This time the woman did not escape.

Her body was embedded in the wall, with only a vague outline.

I picked up the long knife and slashed the shadow hard.

"ah--"

The woman let out a shrill scream.

The burning sensation all around disappeared immediately.

The temperature quickly became cooler.

I put away my black umbrella, holding the knife and looking at the shadow on the wall that I had cut in half.

The woman's shadow was in pain. It struggled and twisted, but could not escape from the wall.

It seems that the whole body is integrated with the building.

All he could do was howl.

She should be Boss Hao's mother, the woman who was burned alive in the factory.

Did she set the fire herself?

Boss Hao's father changed his mind, and she couldn't hold him back, so she had the crazy idea of ​​destroying everyone together.

Set fire to kill everyone?

But that's not right.

On the day of the fire, Boss Hao’s father was on a business trip and was not at the pesticide factory at all.

Could it be that the mistress she wanted to burn to death was the mistress who seduced her husband?

But apart from her, I didn't hear that anyone else died in the fire.

Another possibility occurred to me.

Could it be that she is the one with someone outside?

The tall old man with scars all over his body, Fan Zhiqiang, popped into my mind.

This shows how much he paid to save Boss Hao.

Fire is inherently scary.

When a fire burns raging, it produces billowing black smoke and scorching heat waves that ordinary people cannot rush into.

At this time, who can rush into the fire to save others regardless of their lives?

Unless, he himself is at the scene of the fire.

And when he was running for his life, he didn't forget to take a child with him who was useless and would even become a drag.

It can only mean that this child is very important to him.

No way!

I was surprised by my guess.

You can't be so bloody, right?

Does Boss Hao know all this?

I feel like he doesn't know, otherwise why would he put Fan Zhiqiang in a nursing home?

Perhaps, he thought that the fire in the factory had something to do with the workers, so he locked them up here to take revenge in his own way.

I thought about it and still felt it was wrong.

There is still a loophole in this guess.

That was the competitor of the pesticide factory, the murderer who was believed to have set the fire out of jealousy.

He was seen near the factory the night of the fire.

Although the tasks given through the live broadcast let me know that he was not the murderer, I am sure that his appearance was definitely not a coincidence.

It must have something to do with the fire.

Otherwise, he would not be considered a murderer for no reason.

Only the blind old lady who witnessed it knew what he had done.

If you want to know the truth about the fire, you have to go to these old employees.

I looked at the time.

Another hour passed, and it was almost 11 o'clock at night.

I stopped staying and left immediately.

The woman's shadow retracted into the wall, and the wailing sound receded, leaving only the miserable sobs, echoing in the wreckage-like third floor.

Go to the first floor first and find Director Yang.

The hallway was still dark and quiet, but her office was lit.

The door was ajar, and a dim yellow light filtered through the crack, leaving a shadow on the ground in the corridor.

I adjusted my expression as I walked that way.

Dong dong dong——

There was a gentle knock on the door.

"Come in."

Director Yang's voice came immediately, as if he had been waiting for me.

"Yang, Director, I'm back." I opened the door and weakly walked into the office.

"Has the old man's body been placed?" Director Yang stared at me closely.

"Okay, the last room on the left on the third floor is on the hospital bed." I supported the desk with my hands, as if I was unsteady.

There were beads of sweat on his forehead that he had deliberately not wiped off.

"Thank you for your hard work, sit down." Director Yang was very satisfied.

I sat down on the chair, my face full of exhaustion: "I didn't expect this work to be so tiring. When I put the old man down, I suddenly felt so weak that I almost couldn't go downstairs."

"It seems that your physical fitness is not good enough." Director Yang looked at me with twinkling eyes, feeling proud that his conspiracy had succeeded.

"I'm sorry. I talked to Mr. Hao on the phone. Taking care of the elderly is a very hard job. You don't meet our requirements."