My iceberg smiled

Chapter 120 Longjing Han Family
The black Rolls-Royce quickly drove to the destination.

At this time, there were many police cars parked beside the road at the foot of Songshan Mountain.

When Zhuo Qiu drove the car over, he saw his father Zhuo Yuan from afar.

Butler Zhuo was talking to a policeman in uniform, with a serious expression on his face, and it seemed that he was not very optimistic based on the situation.

After the car stopped, Zhuo Qiu got out of the car and opened the door for his young master.

The moment the car door was opened, the burnt smell in the air filled Han Mochen's nostrils, it was very bad and unpleasant.

The smell is not like the charcoal smell of burning wood in a big fire, but the burnt smell after it was burned and then extinguished by the rain. The wet and burnt smell made the cold and serious boy frowned as soon as he got out of the car. .

He immediately looked at the Songshan Mountain in front of him. The building at the foot of the mountain had only a frame left, and even the roof had been burned away.

It can be seen that the fire was so fierce last night.

Han Mochen closed his eyes, and automatically recalled the scene when he came here in his mind.

He still remembered that there was a courtyard in front of the orphanage for children to play. Many flowers and plants were planted around the courtyard. At the front of the courtyard, there was a laundry line pulled up by hand, on which all the children's clothes were dried, lined up in a row. hang on top.

At that time, the little guy hit his trouser leg with a mud ball mixed with the soil in the yard, and he hit him with a sure hit, making a round, crackling mud mark.

But now there is nothing.

Before Han Mochen's eyes, there was a desolation, full of ruins and wreckage, no flowers, plants, or clotheslines, only the burnt black ground, bare in the wind.

In the back of the building, which was burnt down to nothing but its frame, the steel bars were exposed, and the tiles and gravel on the roof were smashed to the ground, slumped here and there.

There is almost no furniture left in the building, and even the furniture made of steel has now become waste lumps.

The fire area was cordoned off by the police with a yellow cordon, and no one was allowed to enter.

But Han Mo Chen didn't care, he just crossed the cordon and walked towards the fire area with his long legs.

"Hey! Master!" Zhuo Qiu shouted from behind.

Many police officers shouted, "Hey! You can't go in!"

Seeing this scene, Steward Zhuo Yuan hurriedly bowed to the policeman and nodded, "Mr. Policeman, that... is my young master."

All the policemen were taken aback, and the words they shouted stopped abruptly.

They all knew that the middle-aged man in front of them was the housekeeper of the Han family, but that cold boy was the young master of the Han family?
What kind of family background is the Han family?That is the most prestigious top-level family in the Longjing business circle, and they have maintained certain contacts with the big shots in all circles.

The Han family in Longjing is rich, powerful and powerful, and the Public Security Bureau really has to make the Han family feel a little bit worse.

Originally, non-related personnel were not allowed to enter the scene of the crime, but after the other party revealed their identity, the captains of the police force tacitly said nothing.

It was Han Mochen who walked straight into the center of the fire area by himself.

It is judged that there should be the source of the fire, and it was burned the most severely and horribly.

At this time, several forensic doctors are identifying some wreckage at the scene.

Han Mochen went up and asked coldly: "Are the people in the burning building still alive?"

Several forensic doctors were taken aback when they saw the young man barging in, and then someone said slowly, "Did you see how the house burned from the outside?"

(End of this chapter)