With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

The flames lit up the night, and the people on the night shift rushed to put out the fire, but they could not put out the fire with only a drop of water.

The cafeteria master Zhou Huaixin got so crazy that he rushed into the fire alone. Zhao Qinghong jumped to her feet in anxiety, "Old Zhou, come back quickly!"

If you don't seek death, you won't die. Xue Ming hesitated for a few seconds before rushing to the cafeteria. Zhao Qinghong grabbed his arm, "What are you doing? Don't be impulsive!"

Xue Ming threw him away and ran into the cafeteria, entered the space and opened the God's perspective, and saw Zhou Huaixin lying unconscious on the ground, with thick smoke and flames everywhere around him.

"A guy like you still wants to be a hero? Do you value food, rice, oil and salt more than your life?" Xue Ming used his mind to take him into the space, and then carried him out of the cafeteria after making sure he was okay.

"Is Lao Zhou okay? Are you okay?" Zhao Qinghong was so worried that she asked, "Liu, please take Lao Zhou to the hospital."

Liu Fujing carried Zhou Huaixin and left. The scene was still in chaos, but more and more people came over after hearing the news, and they used various means to put out the fire.

After that, several more jeeps and trucks arrived, probably provincial leaders and soldiers. With the large number of people and strength, the fire was finally put out at around three in the morning.

The cafeteria was burned to the ground. Fortunately, the cafeteria was not adjacent to other buildings. Fortunately, the weather was calm tonight. The fire only burned the pond and did not involve the dormitory.

"Zhao Qinghong, I order you to investigate the cause of the fire immediately. If you can't find the reason, I will remove you from your post." The provincial leader cursed Zhao Qinghong.

"Please rest assured, chief." Zhao Qinghong raised her hand and swore, "I promise to report the cause of the fire to you tomorrow afternoon. If the investigation is not clear, I will take the blame and resign."

"You'd better keep your word. I'll wait for your report." The red-faced and thick-necked leader tossed his sleeves and got into a jeep and left.

Xue Ming guessed that the fire was probably caused by a rat knocking over the kerosene lamp, and the canteen director An Guoshun was fully responsible.

It didn't matter, he hung up and turned back to the dormitory, locked the door, and entered the space to check the things rescued from the warehouse.

One bag of rice was half burned, and the remaining four bags were intact, so he successfully rescued 17 kilograms of rice, enough to feed an adult man for [-] months.

Two cans of peanut oil weighed almost thirty kilograms, enough to feed a family for a month and a half. If the fire ignited the peanut oil, the consequences would be even more serious.

If this thing catches fire, it won't be extinguished by pouring water on it. The oil will float on the water and flow with the water and ignite other buildings.

I opened a small clay pot and smelled the tangy aroma. It turned out to be sesame sesame oil, the top seasoning. There were also two bottles of soy sauce, three bottles of vinegar, and half a can of large salt pimples.

"God is chasing after gifts, so I can only take them for myself with tears." Xue Ming put the grain into the warehouse and the peanut oil and sesame oil into the kitchen.

These things cannot be returned to their original owners, and they cannot explain how they were rescued. They cannot confess their space to Zhao Qinghong, otherwise they will be cut into pieces for study by the relevant departments.

So far, we have stockpiled 950 kilograms of rice and 120 kilograms of wheat. More than 15 kilograms of grain is enough for the family to eat for more than [-] days. We can just wait for the harvest of the [-] acres of wheat fields.

"This trip to the provincial capital was perfect. It would be even better if I could go home tomorrow." Xue Ming left the space and slept in the dormitory.

I dreamed that I had irrigated the earing water in time, and all the 15 acres of wheat seedlings were earing, and each ear of wheat was getting bigger.

I was woken up by the guards early the next morning. I sat up and found four police officers standing in the room. The leader, Zhao Qinghong, looked serious and said, "Comrade Xue Ming, please answer a few questions."

"Okay." Xue Ming put on his shoes and sat across from him. The two policemen opened their pens and prepared to write. It looked like they were going to take notes.

"Comrade Xue Ming, did you ever go to the canteen from yesterday noon to last night when the fire broke out?" Zhao Qinghong asked.

"No, dinner was delivered by Master Zhou Huaixin. The guards have been following me since noon yesterday, even when I go to the toilet." Xue Ming said that he had no time to commit the crime.

Zhao Qinghong asked many more questions, and finally asked Xue Ming to sign the transcript, "Your suspicion of committing the crime has been eliminated, and you will be free from now on. Before the fire, enemy agent Wu Sijin confessed his accomplices, and now we don't have to worry about enemy agents." Revenge against you."

There was no need to worry in the first place. Looking at the dark circles under his eyes, Xue Ming estimated that he had not slept all night and was considering whether to tell him the truth about the fire.

There was a knock on the door and a policeman went to open the door. An Guoshun walked in cautiously, looking like he was hesitant to speak.

"Lao An, don't be nervous. Although the canteen was burned down, there were no casualties." Zhao Qinghong rubbed her eyes and yawned.

An Guoshun looked troubled, and Zhao Qinghong continued to comfort him, "Old Zhou's life is not in danger. He almost died trying to save the warehouse last night. He is a good comrade."

"Director Zhao..." An Guoshun had tears in his eyes, moved his lips and finally closed his mouth, not wanting to admit his work mistakes.

"The formation of a fire requires combustible materials and a fire source. Did the aging wires in the warehouse create a fire source?" Xue Ming said.

Zhao Qinghong waved her hand, "There are no electric wires in the warehouse. Lao An and Lao Zhou have been using kerosene lamps to keep accounts."

“Kerosene lamp?”

The air suddenly became quiet, An Guoshun's hands trembled slightly, and he looked at Xue Ming with disbelief.

Zhao Qinghong realized that he might have gotten into trouble. He thought it was an accomplice of enemy agent Wu Sijin who wanted to rob the prison and save people, so he set fire to the canteen to create chaos.

"If I were an accomplice of the enemy agent, I would not burn down the canteen. I would find a way to burn Wu Sijing directly to silence him, don't you think so?" Xue Ming whispered.

"That's right." Zhao Qinghong immediately ordered his subordinates, "Go to the hospital immediately to visit Zhou Huaixin and ask him if he forgot to turn on the lamp when he got off work yesterday."

"Old Zhao, don't ask, it was me who kept the accounts yesterday." An Guoshun's psychological defense was broken, and he sighed and said, "When I heard about the fire in the canteen today, I remembered that I forgot to turn on the lamp yesterday."

"What did you say?" Zhao Qinghong asked with wide eyes, "You didn't blow out the lamp last night? Why didn't you blow it off? Don't you feel bad about the foreign oil lamp burning collective foreign oil?"

"It's all my fault. It's all my fault for being careless and forgetting to turn on the lamp. I betrayed the trust of the collective. Director Zhao, please punish me." An Guoshun burst into tears as he spoke.

When he got off work yesterday, Zhou Huaixin noticed that the lights were on in the warehouse and reminded him to blow out the lights. Unfortunately, he didn't take it to heart. He didn't feel bad if it wasn't his own kerosene that burned.

So he couldn't ignore this matter. Instead of letting Zhou Huaiyuan expose it, it would be better to admit his mistake and seek leniency.

Zhao Qinghong looked at the dejected An Guoshun and didn't know what to say for a moment. She turned around and patted Xue Ming on the shoulder, "Thank you, Comrade Xue, I will apply for a special reward for you."