Chapter 12 Judge of Fire

Chapter 12 Judge of Fire

Chapter 12 Judge of Fire

"The method is very simple, all you need is smoke and acetone."

The main title of the video is "Judge of Fire" and the subtitle is "SMW Cake Shop Judgment".

The man in the video is wearing black gloves, a black cape, and a mask, covering his entire face tightly, looking fully armed. The sound has been processed and sounds very dull and mechanical.

In his hands, he held a cigarette and a bottle of acetone.

"SMW Cake Shop. Haha, it's just a cake, but it's sold for so much. The time of the Judgment of Fire is coming soon."

The scene in the video is SMW Cake Shop No. 4.

The video was uploaded at 12 o'clock, which was before the fire.

"Big sister, can you lend me your phone?"

Conan appeared in front of her at some point, looking a little anxious.

Qinghai Chuantang didn't say anything and silently handed the phone to the other party.

This person, called "Judge of Fire", uploaded the video to the Deep Web. And judging by the long video list, it's obviously not his first arson.

It seems that the other party is the culprit behind the series of arson cases.

Conan clicked on one of the videos, the subtitle of which was "The Truck Trial".

"Attention, people who can't park properly. If you pass by a parking space, I will make it impossible for you to park again."

After saying this, the masked man in the video lit a homemade Molotov cocktail.

Conan clicked on another video, the subtitle of which was "The Trial of the Old Granny".

"You useless old woman, you spilled water on someone and didn't even apologize. I have to use some quicklime to make you feel the heat."

The masked man pointed at the quicklime behind him and said.

Quicklime reacts chemically with water, and then immediately heats to a temperature exceeding 300°C.

Conan went back and looked at the video list. It was simply shocking.

This person is becoming more and more rampant.

"Wait a moment!"

Sera Masumi stopped Conan and scrolled to the top of the video list. That video seemed to have been updated at 12 o'clock yesterday.

These videos are like teaser releases, and they deliver on their promises.

"Kids these days are getting more and more lawless, pointing their fingers at people. Let me clean up these stinking kids. Just a little spark, and put some volatile oil over there. In order to put out the fire, the spark will splash out."

After saying this, the other party let out an almost crazy laugh, which sounded creepy.

Sera Masumi stroked his chin and thought, "If we can lock down the IP address right away, we might be able to catch the criminal."

"It's useless." Qinghai Chuantang put his hands in his pockets and said calmly: "That's the deep web, not an ordinary website. Even the FBI can't find it."

“Are we just going to leave it alone?”

Masumi Sera clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"Wait a moment!"

Conan seemed to have discovered something. He zoomed in on the latest video and found a poster on the table behind the other party. Although the light was very dim, he could still make out that there was a turtle and a rabbit printed on it.

"The Tortoise and the Hare movie?"

As he spoke, Conan began searching on his phone.

"Wisla Theatre, Hall 2, performance of "The Tortoise and the Hare", pm"

And now, it is already half past six in the evening.

"Big sister, please drive us there quickly! Otherwise, it will be too late——"

It takes about an hour to drive from here normally. But if it is a drag race, that is another story. Fortunately, I don't usually do such dangerous things, otherwise if I was caught by accident, I am afraid that the "Judge of Fire" would make me the next target.

"Give me back my phone first, then contact the police. Finally, fasten your seat belt, or I won't be responsible if you get thrown out."

Seeing that Conan did not return the phone to him immediately, Qinghai Chuantang had to remind them tactfully and hinted to them that the old driver was about to leave.

Because the vehicle had some limitations and was not a sports car that pursued the speed limit, even with the crazy nitrogen and Thomas spiral movement, it still took thirty-five minutes.

After arriving at their destination, the two immediately got out of the car and ran up the stairs to the Wisla Theater.

The Wisla Theater has three floors. If you search one room at a time, it will take a lot of time. Maybe in this gap, a spark has already spread like wildfire.

"Damn it! Where on earth could that person be?!"

If it's any later, it will be too late.

Conan clenched his fists and carefully recalled what the other party had said at the time, hoping to find a clue from it.

A place where volatile oil can be treated as water——

"Toilet!"

Masumi Sera and Conan said in unison.

The two looked at each other, and Sera Masumi said, "Now that we know the place, let's go find it quickly. If we're a step late, it might be too late!"

The two of them hurried downstairs.

When I reached the corner of the stairs, I saw a man wearing a black baseball cap and black clothes. He was carrying a black backpack and holding a white plastic bucket.

He kept pulling the brim of his hat down, as if he didn't want anyone to see his face, and his behavior looked very suspicious.

"catch him!"

Seeing someone chasing him, the man quickly ran out.

Conan produced a football from his waist, activated his leg-strengthening shoes, and kicked the football towards him.

The opponent never expected that he would be in trouble, and was suddenly carried several meters away by the football. Megure Jusan arrived with his men and put handcuffs on his hands.

The bathroom ceilings in such places are mostly made of flammable materials.

So the division of labor between the two was very clear. Although they didn't talk, they had a tacit understanding with each other. One went to chase the criminal, and the other went to the bathroom to put out the fire to prevent it from becoming a bigger accident.

Qinghai Chuantang came out coughing, and thick smoke was billowing out of it.

"Hey, are you okay? What's going on in there?"

Sera Masumi's face revealed a look of concern.

Qinghai Chuantang waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and then said: "The fire has been put out. Fortunately, it was discovered in time and no casualties were caused."

The man was eventually taken away by the police.

Outside the Wisla Theater, someone leaked the news and many people gathered around, talking about it and pointing fingers.

"That's him, the one who lit the fire!"

"Is it that bastard? It was that bastard who did this!"

"Great! We finally caught him. If we hadn't caught him, the consequences would have been disastrous."

The man looked straight ahead, without saying anything, but with a faint smile on his face. It was as if what he had done before was not some evil thing that could not be tolerated by heaven, but a judgment of justice, the embodiment of justice, and he was the messenger of justice.

How can these ignorant and stupid humans understand themselves? They are all selfish and only think about themselves.

"Great, things can finally come to an end."

Sera Masumi said this and stretched lazily.

"No. I always feel like it's not over yet."

Conan looked at the police car going away, thoughtfully.

At this time, it suddenly started raining.

"It's getting late, let's go home early."

Conan nodded, as if he remembered something, looked around, and felt something strange, "Why did that person suddenly disappear?"

After the two left, Qinghai Chuantang quietly came out from the corner and drove away.

After being busy for so long, she was really tired and couldn't help yawning.

When driving past a two-story building, Qinghai Chuantang found smoke coming out of the house, which was getting thicker and thicker. Inside the house, there was also a child crying, as if saying: Help, someone save me.

Qinghai Chuantang parked the car on the side of the road, then ran upstairs and kicked the door open.

He covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, walked in carefully, and saw a little boy lying on the ground, in a coma.

There were a lot of flammable materials in the house, so the fire was getting more and more intense. If I took him out the door and escaped, it would be too late.

Qinghai Chuantang held the little boy in his arms, then jumped, broke the glass, and escaped.

She was not indestructible, and after all this operation, she felt some discomfort in her back and feet, especially since she was holding a child.

While he was still conscious, Qinghai Chuantang called 119
This is very similar to the scene twelve years ago.

It was also about saving a little boy from the fire. However, at that time, the little boy had multiple burns on his body and died. This has become an indelible memory for Qinghai Chuantang, and he even feels a little guilty.

If I could have seen it earlier, that eight-year-old child would not have left this world like this. There are still so many prosperous and beautiful things that I haven't had time to see properly.

In the early hours of the morning, he was sleeping when his cell phone suddenly rang. The call was from the hospital.

Hospital?

He felt a little strange, but chose to answer the call anyway.

"Hello."

"What? You mean. Okay, I'll be there right away."

When he arrived at the hospital, he immediately asked the nurse on duty. Following the direction of her finger, he looked to the right.

I saw a person covered in bandages lying on an ambulance bed and being pushed into the emergency room.

His eyes were always on the person on the ambulance bed, following him.

Is it
He couldn't believe it.

He stared blankly in the direction of the operating room, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"What are you looking at?"

A voice suddenly appeared behind him, and he was caught off guard and startled.

I saw that the other person was wearing a white coat, holding a paper coffee cup in his hand, and had a slight smile on his face.

It looks great, just like when I first saw it.

"Are you OK?"

"It's okay, it's just an ankle injury, it will heal soon."

Amuro Toru looked at her ankle and saw several layers of bandages wrapped around it. But fortunately, the injury didn't look very serious and she would heal soon.

He felt a little relieved and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Qinghai Chuantang put on a playful smile and said, "Why, are you worried about me? So you came here in a hurry."

"Yeah, I'm worried about you."

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