The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

A charred body was scattered on the stairs.

A few fell down at the front. It seemed that they were forced to climb down after the fire, but they died before they climbed out of the range of the fire.

The most frightening thing is that there are more than a dozen corpses piled up on it. It seems that because they were too panicked and bumped into each other, they were all burned to death when they couldn't escape. It can be seen that their memory of the world.

At this moment, there was a coughing sound, and a person crawled out from under the two charred corpses.

The firefighter hurried over, took off his oxygen mask and put it on him, shouting, "Are you okay?"

"fine."

Qiao Yuan made a weak sound. He felt his throat burning, and then smelled a burning smell. He looked at the brothers on the ground desolately, but he didn't expect that he survived alone.

The firefighter said to the radio: "Here is a wounded person who continues to be treated. His burns..."

Halfway through the sentence, the firefighter didn't say anything, and half of Qiao Yuan's face was burned off. It was his brother who threw himself on top of him and helped him stop the explosion and the fire to save his life.

"Send him down quickly."

Another firefighter came over to have a look, then squatted down and carried Qiao Yuan off his back, and ran down.

The others stayed here, looking at the remaining corpses with a pale face. Everyone had an idea in their minds. That fire broke out.

...

City Public Security Bureau Chief's Office.

Qian Qigao was reading the newspaper when suddenly Li Donghe walked in: "Qian Bureau, something happened."

"whats the matter?"

Qian Qigao put down the newspaper, looked at Li Donghe's expression and said in a deep voice.

Li Donghe said: "A fire broke out in an apartment building. According to the report from the fire department, more than a dozen people died at the scene."

Qian Qigao's face changed: "Call the police immediately, has the matter been exposed?"

Li Donghe shook his head: "No, the police officers who arrived first have already sealed off the scene."

Qian Qigao stood up holding his clothes and said, "Let's go there."

Twenty minutes later.

Li Donghe and Qian Qigao came to the scene, then took the elevator upstairs to the fire site.

The police officers maintaining the scene saw two people salute: "Director!"

Qian Qigao nodded, then took Li Donghe in, saw the dozen or so charred corpses, and asked with an ugly expression, "What's going on?"

A police officer came over with a plastic bag containing physical evidence: "Qian Bureau, we found glass melted at high temperature and some debris fragments at the scene. According to the test, the reason for the burning was a large amount of alcohol, but according to our Presumably, it should be liquor with a fairly high alcohol content."

Li Donghe took it over and looked at it, then said in a deep voice: "This matter should not be accidental."

Qian Qigao frowned.

At this moment, a police officer suddenly came over and said, "Qian Bureau, we found something in the home of the residents on the upper floor."

Qian Qigao and Li Donghe looked at each other, then followed them upstairs.

When we arrived at the scene, the policeman said: "We found traces of intrusion at the scene, and here we found traces of trapping, extracted some hair and blood, suspected to be related to those dead, and prepared to do DNA comparison. "

Li Donghe suddenly said: "Where is the information of this resident?"

The police officer gave the information to Li Donghe.

Li Donghe opened it and looked, his face changed slightly, he closed the file and said: "Okay, we got it, you go get busy."

Qian Qigao waited until the policeman left and asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Donghe handed him the information and said with a wry smile, "If I remember correctly, the head of the household has a very close relationship with Ye Qiu."

Qian Qigao opened it to take a look, thought for a while and said in a deep voice, "Do you think this matter has something to do with Ye Qiu?"

Li Donghe said: "It's probably related. Those dead people were probably recruited by Situ Tian to deal with Ye Qiu."

Qian Qigao took two steps back and forth after collecting the materials, and said with a headache: "This matter is difficult to handle, and it is impossible to hide such a big event."

Li Donghe said, "Why don't you ask Ye Qiu?"

"You can ask."

Qian Qigao said.

Li Donghe took out his mobile phone and turned on Ye Qiu, and it didn't take long for the opposite person to connect: "I'm Ye Qiu."

Li Donghe smiled wryly, "Ye Qiu, you have caused us a lot of trouble."

"What's wrong?"

"We're at your little girlfriend's house now."

"What are you doing running there?"

"You don't have to pretend you don't know, I want to know if you did what happened here?"

"Director Li, I don't quite know what you're talking about."

Li Donghe said in a deep voice: "Ye Qiu, this matter is so big that we can't hold back so many lives."

"Don't worry, someone will be more anxious than you." After saying that, Ye Qiu hung up the phone.

The black line on Li Donghe's face.

Qian Qigao asked, "What did he say?"

Li Dongha had no choice but to repeat: "He said that there are people who are more anxious than us."

Qian Qigao lowered his head and thought for a while, then his eyes lit up and said: "I know, Situ Tian must be more anxious than us. Even if we don't suppress it, he will use his family relationship to suppress this matter."

At this moment, Qiao Yuan was sent to the ambulance. He looked at the ambulance staff and said, "Do you have a mobile phone?"

"have."

The ambulance personnel saw that he was still awake, so they took out the mobile phone and gave it to him.

Qiao Yuan said, "Thank you."

Then he suddenly jumped up, raised his hand and knocked on the neck of the ambulance worker, and the man passed out as soon as he rolled his eyes.

Qiao Yuan then dialed a number with his mobile phone.

Not long after, Situ Tian's voice came: "What is it?"

Qiao Yuan said dryly, "Master, you failed." He repeated the matter.

"Trash, what do you want?"

In the presidential suite, Situ Tian stood up suddenly, his eyes turned red, and he kicked the coffee table in front of him flying: "How many people died?"

Qiao Yuan said with a trembling voice: "A dozen or so, Jiang Li took half of them to chase target No. 1."

"Come back and see me right away!"

Situ Tianhong hissed and roared, then hung up the phone, with an extremely gloomy face, and dialed another number: "It's me, I have something to deal with..."

Half an hour later, a team of people in uniforms appeared at the scene, went directly to Qian Qigao and Li Donghe, took out their IDs and said, "We are members of the Special Service Section of Linhai Public Security Bureau."

Qian Qigao's complexion changed, he took a look at the documents, and then returned them: "Hello, comrade, do you need any help?" The leader said with a smile: "Those dead are our Secret Service. We are all investigating the target, I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, I hope that the next thing will be taken over by us."