The Dumb Wife of Rebirth is Unbearable

In August in the imperial capital, the ancient street caught fire, starting with a small tavern at the end of the long street, and burning dozens of shops.

In addition to the huge loss of property, a total of six people were killed in the sea of ​​fire, three of whom were triplets about one year old.

[According to the current survey, the fire started at about two o'clock in the morning at night, the firefighters received the alarm at three o'clock in the morning, and the police arrived at three ten o'clock in the morning. Because the fire exit at the entrance of the ancient street was blocked, the real time to rush to the fire scene for rescue was Three thirty in the morning... The fire was extinguished at five o'clock in the morning today, rescuers are still digging, and the related incident is still under further investigation...]

The three brothers who had just finished the transaction looked at the hot news headlines in their hands, and the corners of their lips moved slightly, but they couldn't utter a word.

Shock?Unexpected?sad?sad?Want to cry?Don't want to believe it?The thousands of emotions were just for a moment, Jin ran away for no reason, Jin Shiran and Cang Xian followed.

A cordon was pulled at the scene, and the three-storey building with red lanterns hanging and living with relatives and lovers had been razed to the ground by the ruthless fire.

Jin Wuduan looked at the plaque with only a corner left on the bottom of his feet, and narrow Yong's long eyes moved slightly, revealing traces of blood.

His gentle wife, his lovely child, his well-behaved sister, and that old man who always loves to nagging him, gone, gone, all gone...

The sunset keeps falling, and the sunset glow is also particularly brilliant. Against the ruins, there is a dilapidated and heartbreaking beauty.

That picture was so beautiful, Pang Juan covered her red eyes from crying and dared not look at it any more.

Jin Shiran and Cang Xian ran over to join the rescue team, the two brothers said the name of the person in their hearts, and stuck their fingers into the ruins, leaving bloody finger marks.

And Jin Wuduan was still standing there, always standing, standing straight.

The muscles of his whole body were constantly tensing, tensing, tensing again, he stared at the plaque whose original color could be vaguely seen, stared at it, stared at it without moving, like heaven and earth In between, only myself and the remaining plaque are left.

The setting sun finally sank completely, and the sunset glow also disappeared. Under the backdrop of the stars, the moon shyly showed half of its face, crooked.

The rescuers wrapped a bit of gold and silver found at the scene in black flannelette and handed it over, "My condolences."

Jin Wudu raised his eyes, and his romantic brows and eyes carried the silence like the sunset and the coldness of the ice wheel.

He took it, looked at the three small golden locks, several gold bracelets, and silver hairpins inside, and asked, "Did you find anyone?"

"not yet."

"Then why do you make me sad?"

"It may have turned into ashes..."

"The temperature of the fire didn't even reach the melting point of gold and silver." Jin Wuduan showed the rescuer in front of the rescuer the blackened but intact gold lock and silver hairpin in his hand, and asked him, "It didn't even reach a thousand degrees Celsius, why? Maybe burn people to ashes? Not even a bone left?"

What Jin Wuyuan asked was actually the doubt of all the rescuers at the scene.

Except for the special big explosion that can turn people into powder in the blink of an eye, the people killed in the fire are all scorched corpses without accident.

As Jin Wuduan said, the temperature of this fire did not even reach the melting point of gold and silver, so it was impossible to completely burn people into ashes, and there should always be traces of wreckage.

According to this theory, it can indeed be said that the person is still alive, but judging from the current situation...

The fire broke out at two o'clock in the morning when people were in deep sleep. An old man, two young men, a man and a woman, and three children who couldn't even walk stably. Died in flames in sleep.

Because hypoxia and poisoning can make people lose all escape ability in a few minutes, no one can escape from the fire for nearly an hour and a half.

So even if the body is not found, there will be no survivors.

The rescuers couldn't explain and couldn't answer Jin Wuduan's question. Taking care of his loss of loved ones, they thought for a while and said, "It's possible that they escaped..."

But if you really want to escape, what about people?Why doesn't it show up?

Jin Wudu wanted to see people when he was alive, and he wanted to see corpses when he died. He refused to sign the death confirmation form, and said coldly to the somewhat embarrassed rescuers: "Even if it is really burned to ashes, you have to prove to me that it is mine." Wife, child, otherwise I don’t recognize it.”

Not only him, but Jin Shiran and Cang Xian didn't admit it even in the absence of definite evidence, even to the death.

The rescuers looked at the three men with red eyes and mournful expressions, and felt that they did not believe the evidence, but could not accept the facts.

They are so sad, so crazy.

But it's not.

The question that Jin asked the rescuers for no reason was not because he was too sad to accept the reality. He was just thinking seriously from a logical point of view, constantly, repeatedly, and thinking in various ways.

Even though the sadness in his heart was sweeping him like a tide, he was still not influenced by his emotions and remained absolutely sober.

Jin Wudu's mind was spinning fast, and he was very calm, calmer than ever before.

He put the things in his hands into his trouser pockets, patted them indistinctly, and after standing for a long time, he finally moved his feet and walked into the ruins step by step, which was extremely difficult.

"I have a basement in my house, and the entrance is on the third floor..." Jin Wuduan glanced at the broken wall, turned around and kicked a big hole.

Amidst the smoke and dust, everyone didn't know whether to marvel at Jin Wudu's leg strength or the blood in his eyes.

That expression, like a defeated beast, could bury everyone present in the compelling sight.

The rescue team continued to dig according to Jin Wudu's description, and after a while, they dug into a small basement, where there was no one and no dead bodies.

Jin Shiran and Cang Xian bounced back and forth between despair and hope for a long time. Their hearts were beating like drums. After hearing Jin's unprovoked statement that the things in the basement had been touched, and that a mobile phone and a gun were missing, their hearts were filled with excitement. Slightly loosen.

Cang Xian asked, "Is there any other exit?"

"No." Jin Wuduan raised his eyebrows slightly, "This basement is just for me to prevent problems before they happen, and it's not perfect."

"Then how did they know about this place?" Cang Xian wondered, "Have they used it before?"

Jin Wuduan glanced at Jin Shiran, "Thanks to my second brother, I used it once."

Cang Xian was startled, her eyes turned between the downcast Jin Shiran and the thoughtful Jin Wudu, and smiled wryly, "I just hope that Sese can be a little bit more ruthless than you two brothers, just alright……"

While talking here, Lan Jiyi and Lan Ke chased him over there.

"What are you doing here? Are you here to see a joke?" Pang Juan frowned as soon as she saw Lan Kezhui, went up to push him, but was blocked by Lan Yiyi, looked at him coldly and said, "It has nothing to do with you, get out of the way."