My iceberg smiled

Chapter 122 Surviving Photos

It is really strange that such a small orphanage burned everything in the fire, and did not find a body, but only a burnt broken arm.

Is this a coincidence?
All the strange coincidences are man-made, Han Mochen doesn't believe that this fire is a natural disaster and accident, there must be a demon in everything.

It's just that I don't know who it is that has such hatred and resentment towards this orphanage.

"Captain, this severed arm was chopped off with a sharp weapon. The only clues at the scene are used to restore the scene at that time. The victim must have broken his arm in the fire."

"..."

"Even if the victim's complete body cannot be found now, in such a situation... the victim will not be able to survive anyway."

"..."

"Not to mention that the fire burns out the oxygen in the house, which will suffocate people, and the toxic gases such as carbon monoxide and hydrogen chloride after burning will kill people. Infection, etc., is a dead end in the end, and..."

"Enough!" Han Mochen scolded, stopping the forensic doctor from continuing.

The forensic doctor was like an orator, adding various adjectives to render the already cruel reality even more bloody, making people's scalp tingle, and the scene of the fire at that time seemed to be reflected in the mind.

Han Mochen did not deny that what the forensic doctor said was reasonable, at least much better than that random guy just now.

He just... just couldn't bear to listen any longer, obviously, he was a rock-hard and resolute person, and he would feel bad for Dean Qi.

The amiable dean relative may have really died.

Except for Dean Qi's traces, there was nothing else at the scene. Does that mean that the group of children successfully escaped from the flames?

That little guy should be fine, right?
Han Mochen didn't know why he comforted himself like this, maybe it was because of extreme anxiety.

He walked to the bedroom that belonged to Dean Qi, which was burnt beyond recognition, and suddenly tripped over something on his foot.

Looking down, it was an iron box full of black and ash.

It is not easy to survive in this fire.

Han Mochen picked up the box, and with a little force, the box was opened.

The moment he opened the box, Han Mochen was startled.

There are old photos stacked intact inside.

It was Dean Qi and his gentle wife when he was young. Han Mochen knew that Dean Qi had a deceased wife who passed away very early. Looking at the photo at this time, he guessed that this must be his wife.

Because in the photo, Dean Qi looked at the woman with a deep love in his eyes, which couldn't go away even through the photo.

After reading one by one, the last one I saw was actually a photo of the smiling little guy.

For some reason, there was a photo of that little devil mixed in. Obviously the other photos were photos of Dean Qi and his wife, but there was a chubby bun face, which was very funny and cute.

In this iron box, is Dean Qi's most precious thing?
So, this little guy is also what Dean Qi values ​​most.

It is a blessing that these photos survived the fire.

Han Mochen put away the photos one by one, and finally left the scene of the accident.

Dean Qi suffered such catastrophe in the fire, what should the group of children do?

Han Mochen fell into another thought.

(End of this chapter)