Chapter 21 021: It’s okay

No chance at all, absolutely no chance!

To add fuel to the fire, if we don't do it now, when can we wait?

After Luqiao walked out, he didn't go far.

Twenty hid in another alley next door and watched what was about to happen.

Soon, the fire truck drove in. The fire was obviously not so easy to put out!

The fire station is at the entrance of the entire alley, so it is obviously not easy to enter the alley.

Having no choice but to abandon the fire truck, the firefighters connected the fire hydrant at the door and tried to enter the alley to put out the fire.

While everything was slipping, Lao Feng led a group of villagers to chase him out.

Before, they were still resisting the villagers, but now they didn’t know what language to use, so they changed the name of the village and started to fight against outsiders.

It's really amazing. Of course, I really don't know what method Lao Feng used.

The firefighters were ready to go in, but were apparently blocked by the crowd.

"Get out of the way of the firefighting! We have to go in and put out the fire."

The firefighters shouted, very anxious at this time.

It doesn't look like the fire is too big now, but if it continues to burn and burns into the next room, it will be serious.

These old-fashioned buildings are not all made of concrete. There are also some old wooden houses that are dry and solid, and are good materials for burning fires.

The speed of burning will only get faster and faster, and then the entire street may be in trouble.

Mr. Feng hurried out at this time and explained to the firefighters excitedly: "The ancestral hall is on fire. No outsiders can enter this thing. If it offends the ancestors, the whole street will be in trouble."

The firefighters were dumbfounded and were at a loss with the tools to put out the fire.

The leader of the firefighters also stood up: "How old is the 21st century? We are not superstitious! You are the director of the neighborhood committee, right? I just heard someone whispering next to you, and you also know what will happen if the fire is big. Expulsion is a small thing, but imprisonment is a small thing.

Yes, don't be stubborn. You shouldn't stand on the other side of the fire and stop us, right? You should help us carry out the fire-fighting mission and appease these old people, right?"

Almost as soon as the firefighter finished speaking, he felt something was wrong.

Mr. Feng was still trying to make excuses at this time, but obviously he couldn't hide it anymore.

The door of the old man's house in the front row looked normal. They were at the end of the queue and arrived at the entrance of the alley.

But at the back of the team, the old people who were close to the fire started to show strange symptoms one by one.

Stitching with bare hands, grabbing randomly with both hands, and shifting left and right while standing unsteadily, the feeling was like eating poisonous mushrooms, all of which caused hallucinations.

The firefighters quickly saw something unusual and immediately started calling the headquarters via walkie-talkie.

In less than ten minutes, the police car arrived.

The police officers who got out of the police car surrounded these old people one by one, wanting to know what happened at the scene.

At this time, Lao Feng did not hide or run, but walked aside and made a phone call.

Lu Qiao stood not far away, not daring to get close for fear of being discovered. Looking at everything happening in the distance, Lu Qiao also wondered why Old Feng could be so calm and calm.

No handcuffs were used, and the old people were taken aside one by one.

Soon a bus came and took everyone away, and the fire brigade successfully entered the alley.

It was a pity that Lu Qiao was not a reporter, otherwise he would have taken a rough shot and made big news when he went in.

Of course, this kind of thing can be talked about in Uncle Snake's live broadcast in the future, but all this will have to happen after Lao Feng is arrested.

The police walked up to Lao Feng and seemed to ask some questions, but did not put any handcuffs on him, and then pressed him into the police car.

Dahai was also driven out of the alley, and his eyes and hands were bandaged.

It was obvious that a person was looking around with one eye. Lu Qiao was also afraid of being seen, so he turned around and started to leave.

Luqiao returned home and recorded everything that happened today, except that the first-person perspective was changed to Uncle Snake.

The company here began to urge them, and Lu Qiao smiled and uploaded the manuscript he had just written.

All the information about real place names in Shuomen has been hidden by Luqiao.

The uploaded manuscript arrived in Uncle She's hands quickly. After an hour of reading, Uncle She gave a satisfactory answer and sent a voice message to the inquiry: "It is so meticulously written. Even if you don't say it, it feels like you have experienced it personally."

Same."

Lu Qiao smiled awkwardly and sent the voice message: "In the group, in the group, there is a chat group. It was sent by a friend in the chat group and I edited the manuscript."

Uncle Snake then sent a voice message: "That group, can I go and have a look? Forget it, I shouldn't say it, this is your job, I shouldn't ask."

Seeing that Uncle Snake was very satisfied, Lu Qiao didn't say much. As long as the other party's live broadcast was creative, it was considered that his day's work was not in vain.

I thought that although I didn't figure out what the Dream God was, at least I had destroyed one of these drug-selling and manufacturing dens, and I felt quite happy.

The next day, Lu Qiao was tired after a long night, and his black raincoat was on the floor of the rental house.

Lu Qiao got up and took a look at the alarm clock. It was nine o'clock in the evening, and the biological clock was reversed.

I was so tired. After all, I didn’t get home until three or four in the morning last night. It was already seven or eight in the morning when I finished writing the manuscript. After giving it to Uncle Snake for a chat, I fell asleep at nine in the morning. I actually slept like this.

when.

Lu Qiao stood up and checked the news in the same city. After all, he was doing live broadcasts, so it was normal for him to pay attention to this kind of news in the same city.

I knew all the places where I could see similar content on several platforms. After reading a little bit, I realized that something was wrong.

How is it possible that for such a big news, no clues can be found in the same city?

Lu Qiao felt incredible, and then started to search for keywords using the search input method.

From Du, Lao Feng, and even finally started searching Shuomen Street directly.

The previous searches couldn't find anything at all, but the final search on Shuomen Street finally revealed useful news.

What's going on? Lu Qiao felt something was wrong.

There is news about Shuomen, but the content of the news is completely different from what I understand. Are the elderly suffering from collective food poisoning?

I saw it clearly last night. It was obvious that I was hallucinating after inhaling too much poisonous smoke mixed with drugs. How could I get such an answer?

Luqiao realized something and input Lao Feng.

Not receiving anything about Lao Feng, Lu Qiao was a little disbelieving, but he understood one thing. Lao Feng was taken away without any punishment.

An issue as big as Shuomen Street has now been completely suppressed.

Wait! What does this mean?

It's over! Uncle Snake starts broadcasting at nine o'clock. Since nothing happened to Old Feng, then if Old Feng knew what Uncle Snake is going to say now, wouldn't it be over?

I opened Uncle Snake's live broadcast. There are usually 2,000 people online in the live broadcast room. Today, 5,000 people are online. I opened the group to see the data the day after tomorrow. Today's content is explosive, and the proportion in the same city is 47%.

Everyone in the group was celebrating, and my supervisor gave me a red envelope this time, but I just felt uneasy.

How did Lao Feng suppress the matter? What techniques did he use? After seeing Uncle Snake's live broadcast, will Lao Feng find him? Because of his face, Lao Feng knows him! He knows that I am the person pretending to be a reporter.

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(I have some free time during the Chinese New Year. This book is not charged. It is a short film and is almost reaching its climax. I will finish it soon and start a new book.)
Chapter completed!