"Chen, how are you?"
"I'm fine." Chen Zhao was also exhausted. He was sure that no one was alive on the four floors that were on fire. Everyone that could be saved had been saved. "How's your son?"
"He's awake." Bant pointed at Ken, who was sitting on the ground nearby. His injuries weren't serious, but he choked a bit. "Chen, I don't know how to thank you."
The fire chief walked over. "Hey, buddy, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Can the fire be controlled?" Chen Zhao looked at the people on the fifth and sixth floors. They were all waiting for help at the windows. There were quite a few of them.
If the fire continued to spread, Chen Zhao would probably have to take the risk.
"No problem. Our water gun can hit the fourth floor." The fire chief patted Chen Zhao's shoulder.
"Be gentle, buddy." Chen Zhao really felt pain all over.
"Sorry, your pets are too powerful. How did you train them? Especially this child, I want to snatch him away. "
Hearing the fire chief's words, Walter roared at him with a grin.
"Haha … Looks like he's not willing."
"Is the ambulance here?"
"Not yet. It's too far from the hospital."
There was no five-minute rule in America. The time it took for ambulances, fire trucks, and police cars to arrive depended on their distance.
If a town's finances were tight, they might have to share these public safety assets with other towns.
Chen Zhao stood up. "I'm a doctor. I'll go check on the injured."
"Buddy, you're too tired. You'll use five times more energy in the fire. What you need the most is rest."
"Okay, I'm a doctor. I know that exhaustion will only make my back ache in the next few days. It won't be fatal, but they will. I saved them from the fire, so I can't let them die in front of me."
One of them was severely burned. He probably wouldn't be able to leave the hospital for a while, but Chen Zhao secretly fed him some perfect crystal.
The others weren't seriously injured. Most of them had inhaled too much smoke.
The fire on the fourth floor didn't continue to spread. Instead, it was slowly put out.
The fire dealt a huge blow to the town's economy. Millions of dollars were burned to ashes.
A few people had also been killed. If Chen Zhao, Walter, and Carrie hadn't rushed into the fire to save them, there would have been more casualties.
The three of them saved nine people from the fire. One of them was seriously injured, while the others were only lightly injured.
The ambulance arrived half an hour later. Three hours later, the fire was finally put out.
"Chen, can we take a photo with you and Walter?"
"Of course." The firefighters all admired Chen Zhao and Walter. After all, they'd saved nine people.
"Chen, I'll send you back."
"Don't you want to go to the hospital to accompany your son?"
"There's no need. I'll ask Mary to go. I can't leave the hero behind."
"Bant, don't call me a hero, okay? If you do that again, I'm afraid I'll move away."
"Alright, alright. Chen, that should be fine, right?"
Sitting in the car, Chen Zhao felt sleepy.
"Chen, are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital? "
"No, I'm just a little tired."
When they reached home, Bant woke Chen Zhao up.
"Thanks, Bant."
"No, I should be the one thanking you."
After a moment of hesitation, Bant said, "Chen, you have to be careful of the mayor."
"What?"
"The fire might be related to the mayor."
"Why didn't you tell the police?"
"It's useless. There's no evidence unless we can find some clues at the scene."
"What's going on?"
"The land where the winery is located was targeted by a chemical factory. They have always wanted to buy it to open a chemical factory, but at that time, the residents of our town unanimously resisted. Only the mayor supported the chemical factory, and the winery is our town's public property, so the chemical factory never had a chance to succeed. Later, they tried to buy the land through the mayor, but the mayor did not have the right to decide."
"So you suspect that the mayor started the fire? Really? "
"Yes, he's not a good person."
"Then why can he still be the mayor?"
"He can't be the mayor for long. His term will end in two months. Also, no one will vote for him then."
"Does the mayor have a bad past?"
"On the surface, he's just a normal politician. In fact, calling him a politician is flattering him. But I heard that he's connected to some gangs. That's why I told you to be careful."
"Okay, I understand. But I'm only saving people. There's no reason for him to have a conflict with me, right?"
"One of the people you saved was his nemesis, the winery's director, Trede. They once had a violent conflict, and the mayor once said in front of everyone that he would turn Trede and his winery into ashes sooner or later."
"Is the mayor really that brazen?"
"Yes, he's a scoundrel, a scoundrel, an out-and-out demon."
Woof, woof, woof —
"Err … Bant, my children are called little demons. They don't like people taking away their nickname."
"Okay. Anyway, be careful. That madman might want to go crazy during his last term. No one knows what he'll do."
"Got it. I'll be careful."
After warning Chen Zhao, Bant went home.
No one would have a good night. Chen Zhao guessed that Bant would have to rush to the hospital later.
When Chen Zhao got home, he opened the metal box immediately.
As expected, there was a huge, perfect crystal lying quietly inside.
His efforts tonight hadn't gone to waste.
Chen Zhao felt that risking his life to save people was all worth it.
Chen Zhao wasn't just realistic. He had taken a lot of risks when saving people.
Even with Carrie's protection, it wasn't foolproof.
Chen Zhao took out all the scattered demonic crystals. "Carrie, Walter, these are yours."
"Human, where's mine?"
"Me too."
"You two didn't help at all. What reward do you want?"
"We can't do anything in the fire," Beelzebub said matter-of-factly. "Do you think we'll drag you down? Cheering you on from outside is the greatest help we can give you."
"Fine." Chen Zhao picked two of the smallest demonic crystals. "This is your reward for cheering."
"So small?" Beelzebub and Raymond looked at the demonic crystals before them. Then they looked at the seven or eight demonic crystals before Carrie and Walter.
As the saying went, there was no harm without comparison. Beelzebub and Raymond were displeased by the comparison.
"Walter, my blood flows in you, so give me half of yours."
Woof —
Walter opened his mouth and barked at Beelzebub. He was a demon now too, not an ignorant dog.
As for Carrie, she never backed down from Beelzebub and Raymond.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
