Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

The upper part of the whole building was surrounded by the sea of ​​fire, and it melted and collapsed in the strong flames, giving people an unparalleled shock. The high temperature burned the air and smelled like a dry foreign body stuffed into the mouth and nose.

The bus stopped at the station in front of the community where Miyake was. When we got off, there was a police car and a fire truck humming past. Many pedestrians stopped by the roadside and watched. The sea of ​​fire was tumbling like squeezing their lives. The burning building suddenly made a huge explosion. Everyone was startled. I saw a wave of fire blowing from the window. Qi Yan is like making a final judgment to the onlookers.

The people in are done.

Some people moved quickly into the community, and we were caught in the flow of people to find out.

Was initially lucky, but when he stepped on the lawn and witnessed the busy scene, all the lucky ones were replaced by a kind of complicated luck.

That was indeed the place where Saya Ye ’s house was located. A total of 20 floors of residential buildings were swallowed up by the fire above the tenth floor, while Saya Ye ’s house was on the eleventh floor.

If this is just a coincidence, I don't believe it. But it is the hands of the Goat Union, and there are many suspicious points in the motives.

Although Sakuya was buried in the sea of ​​fire, there should be no casualties. Misaki was on my back, and her parents didn't come back. It was a great misfortune. The survivors were escorted to the ambulance, judging from the number seen, only about half of the residents. These people can still walk and breathe, either sullenly, or clamoring for the ground, holding the policeman's hand and begging them to rescue their relatives.

Even if there are no dead people, for a family, the family reunion house is the realization of the concept of "home". The house is burnt down, you can't help but feel that the concept of "home" has been destroyed, you must be sad and angry in your heart.

Heavy and helpless pressure makes people almost unable to breathe.

My heart seemed to be a stone, and under this stone, there was a ball of lava named Anger.

But the top priority is to settle down the comatose Miyake first.

"I have a bad hunch, Achuan." Zuo Jiang suddenly said, "Maybe I can't go back home."

That's right, if this fire really came against Sakuya, then I must have been involved. Maybe the arsonist was already ambushing near my house, waiting for us to fall into the net.

Arson is a more brutal behavior than murder. No matter how you look at the fierceness of this fire, it seems like you have done things in advance. I do n’t know if the prisoner is sure that the victim is in the room, but it also reveals a bitter hatred that even if it will spread to other innocent people, it will drive someone to death. Therefore, it is more like cathartic revenge and spiritual breakdown than concealment after accident and crime.

"It's like saying" I'm here "." Zuo Jiang sighed, "Should I be an acquaintance of Achuan, any clues?"

"There is one."

Hated me and Saki Ye at the same time, and was not a member of the goat union, burning the flame of collapse like a visitor from hell. Such a guy, there is only one no matter what you think.

However, it is still necessary to confirm.

Zuo Jiang and I evacuated the scene quietly.

Because he intends to make his actions as secret as possible, he did not take a car, took a detour, and returned to his own community from a route he rarely took. Instead of going home directly, he turned from the corner to the family building opposite his house and found a unit that could clearly observe his balcony. Hiding in the platform at the corner of the ladder, monitor your own changes.

The lights at home were still off, and there was a dark skin. I didn't know if the murderer was inside.

Did not see the quark on the balcony, and did not know whether he had not returned or had been caught by the murderer.

I secretly worried.

But at this time, neither report nor dare to rush. Although I wanted to warn other residents of the same family building, considering that I would n’t say when the murderer would do it, and suddenly something happened, maybe even I would be killed, not to mention whether the residents believed our words.

Too many uncertain factors.

Too little time.

All you need now is patience.

I try not to think about the scene of the Saya fire that will repeat itself at any time. I hate tragedy. Fortunately, I am indifferent by nature and can suppress my feelings for unfamiliar people. My relationship with my neighbor is not bad, but it is not very good. It is just a daily nod. I do n’t expect to be crushed by the guilt and sorrow.

I know that when people around me have accidents one by one, I know that I cannot be a hero for everyone. It was also decided at that moment, at least to be someone's hero.

Therefore, I am more concerned about the safety of Saya Ye and Zuo Jiang than the innocent neighbors.

"If there is no accident tomorrow morning, then it should be safe." Zuo Jiang said, leaning on the wall and holding his arms.

She looked a little cold. I took off my school uniform jacket and handed it to her. She took it and put it on without any excuse, and then gently tapped the hair that was blown away by the night wind.

When Zuo Jiang is not fighting, he is a gentle and gentle woman, who looks like a kind girl who will cry for strange victims. Although I feel that I have a legitimate reason to ignore those innocent neighbors, I still feel that my current behavior is very mean, so I don't dare to look at her.

Didn't think that she would be despised by Zuo Jiang, but just thought she shouldn't be allowed to see me so despicable.

No matter what kind of plausible reason this despicableness comes from.

Even if she knew she was watching my actions, the reason for such actions seemed to be transparent in her eyes, but she was still like an ostrich.

"It's really ugly." I couldn't help laughing at myself.

"What are you talking about? Achuan."

"Nothing, just a little introspection."

"Reflection? Why?"

"Because ..." I pondered for a while, and said, "We are letting the good neighbors die."

"They won't listen."

Is really wayward, but it came out from Zuo Jiangkou, but it made me feel better.

"Yeah, they won't listen." Maybe ...

Quiet again.

After smoking a cigarette, screwed it out with his shoes.

There was a loud noise, and the air suddenly oscillated. Zuo Jiang and I quickly looked out of the corridor. Fragments such as glass, wooden blocks and burning fibers were constantly falling from my balcony, and smoke and fire were flooding the house. The residents on the floor were all alarmed. Many residents of this building where we ran out, or looked from the window towards the accident site, were shocked.

Like Sakuya's house, the flame spread to the top and next door in a short time, and the commotion and exclamation gradually merged. Someone finally reacted and asked those who stayed home to call the police.

"It looks like a blast, with a combustion aid added." I said: "If it is not timed, then the prisoner must not have left."

"Data research shows that arsonists and bomb freaks generally don't leave the scene immediately. For them, hiding in the crowd and appreciating their masterpieces will bring them a strong sense of satisfaction, which is a very necessary impulse. Their performance If you have a strong desire, why should you choose such a big way of committing crimes? "Zuo Jiang said so.

Then let's go, it's time for us to debut.