He Ao directly stood up from the sofa, lifted up the crutch leaning on the edge of the sofa with his toes, and fell right into his hands.

He raised his head and looked around.

Fire and thick smoke filled the entire living room, and the choking smoke poured into his nasal cavity, almost suffocating him.

Bookcases, sofas, curtains, everything that could be burned in the room caught fire.

In addition, the pungent smell of liquid fuel spread throughout the room.

Before Sito fell asleep, there was no such smell in the room.

He Ao raised his head and glanced at the open window of the living room. After a brief pause, he glanced at the closed door not far away. Then he immediately turned back and rushed deeper into the room.

The burning wooden coat rack on the side fell to one side, blocking his way. He directly stretched out his crutch and used force to break the coat rack in front of him with one blow.

The separated coat rack spattered out several flames that looked like petals unfolding. He Ao's figure crossed the waves of fire and walked to the innermost room of the house.

The door to this room was not tightly closed, so he pushed the door forward and rushed into the room.

This is a pink children's room with exquisite decoration. There is also a small bookshelf standing on the edge of the room, but at this moment, these exquisite decorations have been turned into part of the sea of ​​​​fire.

He Ao raised his head and glanced ahead. The window of the children's room also had a small opening for ventilation.

"Cough-cough-"

A little girl in pink pajamas was curled up on the bed at the side of the room, with a thin cool quilt falling beside her.

The thick smoke made her cough violently, but she did not wake up.

The room was filled with the strong smell of liquid fuel, but it was mainly concentrated near the bookshelf and desk, not near the bed.

He Ao immediately rushed over and picked up the little girl with one hand.

Then he immediately rushed out the door.

The bookshelf in the room had completely burned into a fire tree, leaning towards the door.

He Ao stretched out his hand, exerted force with his arm, and used the crutch in his hand to briefly support the collapsed bookshelf. Then he took the opportunity to turn sideways, rush out from the gap between the bookshelf and the wall, and rushed out of the room.

At this time, the little girl in his arms finally woke up. She opened her eyes in confusion, "Cough...Grandpa, is it on fire? It's so hot and stuffy...cough cough cough...

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Thick smoke choked her throat, causing an even more violent cough.

"fine."

He Ao arched his body and rushed forward.

At this moment, the flames in the living room outside had become more intense, and the thick smoke almost formed a black cloud, covering the ceiling together with the flames.

He Ao already felt obvious suffocation and physical weakness.

Flames can rob people of oxygen, and thick smoke can also suffocate people.

He could only press his body down as much as possible to avoid the thick smoke on the top.

Fortunately, the house was not big, and he quickly rushed out of the sea of ​​​​fire and reached the door.

But he didn't pull the door handle immediately.

The smart lock used by Sito's son at home is a hot-selling model of Telleson Group. In order to prevent fire traps, it has an automatic unlocking function when it is overheated. Now that the door is still locked under such high temperature, it may prove that Telleson Group is false.

Propaganda, or prove that the lock body should have been destroyed.

It was useless to pull the door handle at this time. He Ao stretched out his crutch and used it to open a hidden cover under the door lock. Under this cover was a mechanical buckle that needed to be twisted.

He Ao took a look at the mechanical buckle and saw that the paint on the surface of the buckle had oxidized and faded, which proved that the temperature of the lock surface was extremely high at this moment.

"Help grandpa get it."

He Ao handed the crutch in his hand to his granddaughter, then he covered his fingers with his spiritual consciousness, held the lock, and twisted it gently.

The lock buckle twisted a little, and then the inside of the lock tongue seemed to be stuck, and it couldn't be tightened anymore.

He took a deep breath, and a wave of energy gathered in his chest, and then was quickly dissipated in his body.

He squatted half-crouched, trying his best to concentrate the strength of his waist and legs on his arms, and exerted force again.

Card--

The lock is turned.

The entire door opened in response.

Then without hesitation, he took back the crutches from his granddaughter, suddenly turned sideways, hooked the doorknob with the crutches, and opened the door.

At this moment, a huge locker behind him made a creaking sound and hit his body.

He didn't hesitate and rushed out of the room.

He glanced ahead and saw that the neighbors' doors were still closed.

He raised his bracelet and glanced at the time. It was now around nine o'clock in the evening.

Most of the residents on this floor probably haven't gotten off work yet.

He Ao turned around and glanced at the raging fire behind him. It seemed that the fire had only started not long ago.

But with the help of liquid fuel, it quickly became uncontrollable.

As He Ao rushed out of the room, thick smoke filled the corridor.

He Ao stretched out his crutches and pulled the door shut to block out the smoke. At the same time, he also saw the obviously damaged front panel of the door lock.

Then he walked to the window and looked down.

There seemed to be sirens blaring on the street below.

It looks like the fire alarm has arrived.

There was a fire and smoke alarm at Sito's son's home, which was connected to the St. John's Fire Alarm Center.

When the fire first broke out, the fire alarm should have been set off.

Fire rescue in St. John's City is a paid service, and the price is not low.

But Sito's family has the habit of buying accidental fire insurance.

Normally, after buying insurance, the cost of fire alarms will be covered by insurance compensation. However, this insurance only covers losses. If other families suffer fires due to the spread of the fire, the insurance will not cover compensation.

The buildings in St. John's City are very dense, and there are mostly high-rise buildings. If the doors and windows are not closed, it is normal for the fire to spread upward.

It seemed that we were lucky this time. The fire alarm arrived shortly after the fire started.

After all, the efficiency of fire alarms in St. John's has always been random. Sometimes, several nearby houses have been burned out, or even several floors have been burned, and the fire alarm is delayed.

The apartment building where Sito's son lives is relatively good. Although the building is very old, the fire protection design is pretty good, and there are no obvious signs of the fire spreading.

However, after He Ao closed the door, he did not stay long. Instead, he immediately hugged his granddaughter, rushed into the fire door at the end of the corridor, and went down the fire escape.

The floor of my son's house is not high, only 12 floors.

He Ao's figure quickly walked through the fire escape, and the sensor lights that illuminated the path lit up one after another.

The granddaughter in his arms carefully grabbed his collar.

Judging from the smell of the fuel, this 'fire' was deliberately caused by someone.

Since the fire probably started not long ago, the person who set the fire must not have gone far.

Xito had never shown any kindness or enmity in his life. It was impossible for someone to come to his house and set fire to it, and the house that was burned was his son's house.

The places where the smell of liquid fuel is strongest are not only curtains and other items that are prone to catching fire, but also bookshelves and lockers in children's rooms.

Obviously, the other party did not come to burn Sito and his grandson to death. The more important purpose was to burn certain special items in the room.

Moreover, the opponent obviously did not have that much fuel, so he could only sprinkle it on some key places, not on Sito and his grandson.

Of course, it is also possible that the arsonist was worried that pouring fuel on himself would cause the flames to spread too quickly and wake the person up, resulting in the object they wanted to burn not being burned.

In a relatively confined space, suffocation is more likely to kill than flame.

It is also possible that it was both, but it should be certain that the other party did not have much liquid fuel, and the other party should not have cracked the door lock to enter the house.

Because once you enter the house, just put on the silencer and give Mr. Sito two more shots and the problem will be solved. There is no need to worry about the two bullets.

The kind of work the other party did was obviously a aftermath, and it seemed to be the work of a certain gang. Murder and arson were commonplace.

Although the rules and laws in different cities are different, most of the things gangs do are similar.

This time the fire was probably started by using a remote drone or similar machinery to carry liquid fuel into the room through the open window, and then spreading the materials to ignite the fire, creating a fire.

This kind of liquid fuel is most likely the type of fuel that will not leave any traces after burning. Although it has a pungent smell, it will not leave obvious evidence to the FBI or the city police after it is burned.

Gangs were doing this kind of thing when Ridgette was young, and they are still doing this kind of thing now.

However, the gangs in Chenxi City iterate quickly and are among the trendsetters in the underground world.

He Ao is not familiar with the gangs in St. John City. It is also possible that their version is older and has just reached this stage of iteration.

While thinking, He Ao had already rushed out of the fire escape and reached the ground.

The fire escape door leads directly to an alleyway at the rear of the building.
To be continued...