Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Almost the instant Lin Tian's ghostly figure temporarily left, Yan Bugui, who was anxiously waiting for news from Brother Long and Brother Hu, suddenly shivered.

He instinctively shrank his neck, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Old Yi, did you feel... a chill on the back of my neck just now? Like someone was breathing on my neck..."

Yi Zhonghai's forehead was covered in cold sweat; he felt more than just a chill on his neck.

He felt as if he were being stared at by a pair of eyes, probably some blind evil spirit.

As for why they weren't harmed, it must be because the life-saving charm given by Third Master worked.

"No... it's not a feeling, Lao Yan, we may have already walked through the gates of hell. That 'thing'... was right behind us just now."

These words sent chills down Yan Bugui's spine, and he almost screamed, but Yi Zhonghai quickly covered his mouth.

"Go! Go now! We can't wait any longer!"

"Brother Long and Brother Hu have been inside for so long and there's still no news. Something must have happened. We can't stay here."

At this moment, the two of them no longer cared about any backup plan or anything else; their only thought was to escape from this place.

They shakily helped each other out of the corner where they were hiding, their legs as weak as noodles, barely able to take a step. They stumbled blindly in the opposite direction from the police station.

The darkness provided them with excellent cover, but it also caused them to lose their way.

The two were distracted and kept walking with their heads down, completely unaware of the changes in their surroundings.

Until the cacophony of voices, splashing water, and shouts ahead grew clearer, and the intense heat and billowing smoke seemed to be rushing towards them.

They were surprised to find that they had unknowingly circled back to the vicinity of courtyard house number 95.

What lay before me was a chaotic yet orderly firefighting scene.

The fire was much smaller than it had been initially, but the main building of the courtyard house was completely destroyed, leaving only the charred frame crackling in the flames, with broken beams and tiles constantly falling from the roof.

Several water jets sprayed towards the fire from different directions. Police officers, firefighters who arrived at the scene, and nearby residents who had been organized were working together to fight the fire and prevent it from spreading to the surrounding area.

Yi Zhonghai's heart pounded as he looked at the scene before him.

There are too many people here!

Police, firefighters, civilians... almost half the people in the area gathered here.

Once he and Yan Bugui are discovered...

Yi Zhonghai forced himself to calm down and said in a low voice to Yan Bugui, who was still in a daze, "We can't stay here, it's too dangerous. Let's go to 'Third Master's' place."

Only he can help us. There are too many people around here, and even if Director Li wanted to cover for us, he wouldn't dare to do it openly.

Looking at the sea of ​​fire before him, Yan Bugui thought of his wife and children still in the police station's detention room, and felt a deep sense of sorrow and bewilderment.

But he also knew that Yi Zhonghai was right; staying here would be tantamount to walking into a trap.

Just as I was about to nod in agreement, a heart-wrenching, familiar scream suddenly came from the burning courtyard.

"Aaaaaah!!! Help, sir! Help!!!"

The piercing screams of the third aunt, Yang Ruihua, pierced through the noise of the firefighting efforts and clearly penetrated the eardrums of everyone present.

Yan Bugui trembled violently. Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw the edge of the most intensely burning area in the central courtyard of the courtyard house.

A figure engulfed in flames struggled and tumbled out of a side room that had not yet completely collapsed.

She writhed and thrashed in agony on the charred, red-hot ground, emitting inhuman screams as flames devoured her clothes and flesh, emitting a nauseating stench of burning flesh.

"Ruihua?! It's Ruihua!!!"

Yan Bugui's eyes widened in horror, and he let out a mournful wail that sounded inhuman.

Shouldn't she be in the police station's detention room?

How did I end up here?

Are they still in the fire?

"Ruihua, my wife! My wife!!"

Yan Bugui instantly forgot his fear, forgot to run away, forgot everything. He had only one thought in his mind—to save her!

He cried out, as if he had gone mad, and tried to rush toward the burning figure.

Yi Zhonghai was also stunned by this sudden scene, but he reacted even faster. The moment Yan Bugui rushed out, he used all his strength to hug him tightly from behind.

"Old Yan! Are you crazy? Calm down! You can't go there! There are police everywhere! If you go, you'll be walking into a trap! You won't come back!"

"Let me go! Yi Zhonghai, let me go! That's my wife! My wife!! Ruihua..."

Yan Bugui struggled desperately, tears streaming down his face, his strength astonishing, almost breaking free from Yi Zhonghai's grasp.

If Yi Zhonghai hadn't been a fitter with considerable strength, he probably would have broken free.

As Yan Bugui watched the figure in the sea of ​​fire gradually stop rolling and its screams weaken, he felt his heart breaking, overwhelmed by boundless regret and pain.

"My dear wife, my Ruihua... Jie Jiecheng is gone, and now you are too... It's all my fault! It was my greed."

It's because I followed Lao Yi and did those despicable things that this karma has befallen you. I'm so sorry, so incredibly sorry!! Waaah…”

He collapsed to his knees, facing the fire, banging his head against the ground, letting out wild howls and cries.

Yi Zhonghai covered his mouth tightly, cautiously observing the surroundings while using all his strength to drag him into the deeper shadows.

Fortunately, everyone's attention was drawn to the "burning man" in the fire.

For the time being, no one noticed the small-scale struggle and collapse under the shadow of the corner of the wall fifty meters away.

The front line of the firefighting operation.

Director Li and Qin Ming also heard the screams and saw the man rolling out of the fire.

The two men's expressions changed drastically.

"There's someone in the fire!"

Chief Li roared hoarsely, "Quick! Save her! Water! Aim at that person! Put out the fire on her!"

Qin Ming shouted almost simultaneously, "Medical staff! Prepare stretchers! Quickly! Do you have a ventilator? Get ready to save lives!"

Several water jets immediately changed direction, and powerful jets of water shot towards the fire man.

The flames hissed and extinguished quickly as they were impacted by the water flow.

Several brave firefighters and police officers, braving the high temperatures and thick smoke, wrapped themselves in wet blankets and risked being hit by falling debris, and rushed forward quickly.

Using tools to clear away the charred debris, they carefully lifted Yang Ruihua, whose body was blackened and smelled of roasted meat, and placed him on the prepared stretcher.

The scene was chaotic and tense.

Medical staff immediately rushed forward to conduct emergency examinations and treatment, but everyone could see from their solemn expressions that the hope was slim.

Qin Ming frowned as he recognized the charred body being quickly carried away, and doubts began to grow in his mind.

Yang Ruihua?

Shouldn't she be temporarily detained at the police station along with her family?

The police station isn't close by, but they arrived immediately after the fire broke out, and the police station also left people to guard the area...

How did she get here?

And it appeared silently and perfectly in the fire!

coincidence?

still is……

It's not a coincidence; it's likely another case of evil spirits at work.

……