All the rescued children were sent to the hospital for observation. Fortunately, the rescue was timely, and they did not inhale too much smoke, so there were no serious injuries or deaths.

Jiang Si stood downstairs watching, feeling that something was amiss.

Why would a Crimson Flame Rat, which should be living deep in the mountains, appear in the urban jungle? Could it be being controlled by someone? Or what's the point of killing these children?

She felt something was strange when she was standing on the balcony.

All the children were able to escape to the balcony and wait for rescue, so why was it only Teacher Deng who died? If they really wanted to kill these children, they could have done the same thing to Teacher Deng.

Why wait so long?

In a villa in the suburbs, a well-dressed middle-aged man stared at a video on his phone, his eyes filled with venom.

A small mouse was crawling at his feet, trembling as if it were in extreme fear.

The middle-aged man stood up, kicked the little mouse away, and a pitiful "squeak" echoed in the empty villa. "You good-for-nothing, what use are you to me!"

The force was so great that it shattered the glass cover protecting the painting. The little mouse lay motionless on the broken glass, its fate unknown.

The middle-aged man didn't even glance at it, saying in a cold voice, "Take it away, but don't let it die!"

"Yes," the lean man standing to the side replied with a bowed head and a very respectful expression.

"Also, find out more about this woman."

"Okay." The lean man picked up the little mouse with disdain and walked lightly out of the villa.

The middle-aged man touched the jade thumb ring on his thumb, his eyes revealing a deep, cold light. Anyone who dared to ruin his plans would never have a chance to grow grass on their grave.