Chapter 99 Explosion

Deafening explosions broke through the sky one after another, and the earth seemed to be shaking violently. Houses near the center of the explosion collapsed, and rubble and debris flew everywhere. Hot flames were everywhere, and thick smoke with a foul smell rolled. The air was filled with a suffocating pungent smell. Accompanied by

the piercing and shrill roar, the scene was in chaos. The panicked people were like headless flies, and their cries shook the sky. It was hard to say whether the deadly scorching flames were more brilliant or the colorful fire clouds in the sky were more brilliant.

When Song Shinan and Jie Diyu arrived, the explosion had stopped, but the fire had not changed at all.

"Go! Immediately gather all the water-type espers, earth-type espers, and ice-type espers!" Song Shinan dragged his subordinates. The background was noisy, so he could only shout, "Call the fire-type espers as well! Hurry up!"

Fortunately, this subordinate was a speed-type esper. After receiving the order, he immediately rushed to the detachment center and the esper center. Within a few minutes, a large number of espers arrived.

The sun had not completely set yet. The sparse sunlight penetrated the thin clouds, and several water droplets sprayed on the flames. The earth-type esper was busy turning the soil to cover the flames. The ice blocks condensed by the ice-type esper at the scene, after touching the scorching temperature, quickly turned into water and poured on the flames. Although it was not as effective as the water-type esper, it still played a big role.

"Song Shinan, you watch here, I will go to treat the survivors affected by the explosion!"

Xie Diyu's face was full of traces of black smoke. He took off his heavy cloak and ran to the injured crowd. The milky white light ball fell on each victim, and the wounds on their bodies stopped bleeding temporarily. The more serious ones did not even leave scars.

Song Shinan's face was serious: "Immediately organize a large number of people to search and rescue the scene, especially the center of the explosion!"

As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves: "Forget it! I'll go!"

Without waiting for his subordinates to stop him, a hand stretched out from his side and grabbed Song Shinan's collar.

The subordinates did not know this person, but they felt that this person had a solemn expression and a cold look: "What are you doing in there? Are you going to die?"

Song Shinan looked back and saw that the person who grabbed his sleeve happened to be Gu Bingchen and his group who had heard the commotion and rushed over.

With the addition of high-level psychics like Chu Wanyue and Tang Yichao who just met all the attributes, the fire was quickly brought under control.

"Don't pull me! I'm going to save people!" Song Shinan didn't want to argue with Gu Bingchen now. His heart and eyes were full of the people who didn't escape.

Gu Bingchen frowned: "Saying that you are stupid is an exaggeration. The laboratory is closed today and there are only a few people on duty inside."

"Aren't the lives of several people lives?" Song Shinan's eyes were red, and he bit his back teeth and roared, "Gu Bingchen! I didn't expect you to be the kind of greedy and afraid of death incompetent person!"

"Me? Greedy and afraid of death?" Gu Bingchen laughed angrily. He wanted to explain, but Song Shinan was caught up in his own personal emotions. He didn't listen to anything he said, and even cursed him. He sneered, pressed Song Shinan's head, and turned his face forcefully, "Look who these people are!"

"I don't care who you are..."

who...

Before he finished speaking, Song Shinan was stunned where he was. He widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and looked really funny in a daze.

Someone burst out laughing, and after seeing Song Shinan's puzzled look, she quickly turned her head away, her slightly hoarse voice tinged with a hint of suppressed laughter, trembling slightly: "Sorry, Governor Song, I didn't mean it." "

Who are you?" Song Shinan felt that the woman looked familiar.

"It's me, Luo Meilin." The woman's hair was very messy, and Wen Shu helped to tidy it up. She smiled softly, "Thank you, Mr. Xie this time."

She frowned and coughed twice. Wen Shu felt sorry for her throat, so he naturally took over the conversation and recounted what had just happened.

"Today is a holiday in the laboratory, and the door is locked. Linlin and I had a new idea for an experiment, so we rushed to the laboratory at noon to verify our hypothesis through the experiment."

Song Shinan was anxious to know what would happen next. Seeing that Wenshu's throat was dry from the strong smoke, he hurriedly asked someone to get some clean water, and while urging him, he asked, "That Mr. Xie, Who is it?"

Gu Bingchen glanced at Song Shinan with disdain, took out a bottle of mineral water from the space and handed it to Wenshu, saying unhappily: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Wenshu squeezed the mineral water, took a sip to moisten his throat, and continued: "When we arrived at the door of the laboratory, we met Mr. Xie, Junior Sister, and Xu...Brother Huili."

He paused when calling the last person.

"I was too busy a while ago and forgot to tell them that today is a holiday." Wen Shu looked at Xie Er and the other two with an apologetic look in his eyes, "If I hadn't forgotten to remind them, they wouldn't be trapped in the sea of ​​fire today."

"Although I have said it many times just now, I still want to say thank you."

Xie Er smiled gently: "Mr. Wen, you don't have to be so polite."

"We will talk about other things later, let's resettle the people affected by this disaster first." He looked at the ruins not far away, his eyes slightly sank.

If he hadn't discovered something wrong first, the scope of this explosion would have been even larger.

Suddenly, Xie Er's mind was pierced with pain like needles.

!!!

It seemed to be a sign of mental exhaustion!

Before he could leave a word, his eyes went dark, and Jiang Yunqi beside him immediately caught him.

Luo Meilin covered her mouth and said anxiously, "What happened?"

Long Yilan put away her usual leisurely attitude. Although she was not a doctor, she was very familiar with this scene. After a careful examination, she first made a preliminary conclusion: "If there is no accident, it is the essence... the supernatural power is exhausted."

She glimpsed Wen Shu and others with concerned faces, swallowed the unfinished words, and changed her words in time.

Luo Meilin breathed a sigh of relief: "It will be fine after a rest?"

Jiang Yunqi: "It's hard to say, take him back first."

After saying that, his eyes fell on the busy Song Shinan's back, and said to Wen Shu: "We will go back first. If you have anything, come to No. 1116 Fanxing Road to find us."

Wen Shu's glasses had long been lost in the sea of ​​fire. He squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Yunqi and others leaving with a cold look in his eyes.

Who is it?

How dare he set fire in the Imperial Capital!

What was his purpose?

Was he trying to kill them, or take the things in the laboratory?

He could sense that the man's purpose seemed to be just to cause a commotion.

"Two teachers, Governor Song has ordered us to take you to the hospital. Please come this way." The man in black uniform was very respectful.

Luo Meilin shook her head: "We are fine, you can go and do your work."

"Really nothing?"

"Really nothing."

The man compromised: "We will escort you back."

Luo Meilin opened her mouth, but was interrupted before she could finish her words.

"It is not only Governor Song's order, but also our responsibility."

Wen Shu took Luo Meilin's hand and said calmly: "Then I will trouble you."

By the time Song Shinan had dealt with the follow-up and settled all the survivors, two days and two nights had passed.

It was completely dark, and Song Shinan's eyes were filled with sleepiness. He dragged his exhausted body back home. The lights were not turned on yet. With the bright moonlight shining in from the window, he saw a person sitting on the sofa.

Song Shinan was almost scared to death, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a familiar face.

"You are always making scary moves! I've been busy all day! Do you have any empathy?" Song Shinan collapsed to the ground and complained loudly.

The man on the sofa had gloomy eyebrows and an ugly smile on his lips: "I'm sorry."

Song Shinan: "Forget it, you are magnanimous, I won't bother with you."

He got up from the ground and half-lay on the sofa like a boneless person. He knew the man's problem, so he didn't turn on the light. Fortunately, the moonlight tonight was very bright, and the light in the room was not too dim.

"Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"I haven't seen you for ten days or half a month."

"That's not right, I hardly ever see you."

The man's voice was hoarse, his vocal cords must have been damaged, and he often paused when he spoke: "Missing and arson, there is a connection between the two."

Song Shinan's face changed drastically. The two teams he sent out to search for the past

two days have disappeared without a trace, as if they had evaporated from the world. No matter how many people he sent out, as many people disappeared. If he hadn't been busy dealing with the explosion two days ago, the first thing he should have paid attention to was actually that uncertain clue.

"The information I found is this." "

Does the base commander know?"

The man's figure was considered strong. Hearing this, he hesitated for a long time and shook his head: "I suspect there is a traitor."

"Can you find out who it is?"

Song Shinan's eyebrows were raised high.

"This person is alert and can't be surprised by the grass."

"Sometimes it's really tiring to listen to you talk." Song Shinan held his forehead and seemed to have thought of something. He hurriedly said, "I don't mean to dislike you!"

The man's smile was not stiff because of hypocrisy like Zhou Jun's, but it seemed that he didn't know how to smile, so it looked a little twisted and strange.

"Can't, too long, I'm leaving first."

The black shadow gradually dissipated under the moonlight. Song Shinan was about to turn on the light when the man showed his head again.

"Those people are very good."

Song Shinan couldn't tell whether this man was trying to scare him on purpose. After thinking about something, he didn't turn on the lights, picked up his coat, and went out again.

The sunny days of the previous two days seemed to be short-lived. Now it was snowing heavily outside.

The road had not been cleaned for only an hour, and the snow was very thick. Song Shinan waded through the calf-high snow. He stared at the intricate patterns on the door, thought for a long time, sighed deeply, raised his hand, and rang the doorbell.

This was the first time he rang the door of Gu Bingchen's house in many years.

There was a sound of stepping on the snow from inside, and Song Shinan suddenly felt nervous, with beads of sweat secreting from his palms. The door was opened, and a gentle woman who seemed to have grown up in Jiangnan appeared in front of him.

She looked a bit like the sister in his mind.

He suddenly felt timid and took a small step back.