Upon hearing that the warehouse was on fire, Xu Xiangyang frowned.
From what Qian Wenqing said, he had just returned from the warehouse. How could it have suddenly caught fire?
But there was no time to think about it now; they quickly got up and went to check the warehouse.
On the way, Hei Zi explained the situation briefly and clearly.
It turned out that when he was packing his things, he had left behind a can of milk powder, which someone had specifically asked for, so he quickly turned back to get it.
But when he got halfway there, he saw thick smoke coming from the warehouse, and people nearby were watching the spectacle.
However, the two households living on the left and right have already started putting out the fire, since if the yard catches fire, they can't possibly escape unscathed.
Hei Zi quickly found someone and ran this way to inform Qian Wenqing.
Because the distance wasn't far, when Xu Xiangyang and his group arrived, all that remained was billowing smoke.
As the group approached, the neighbors began to complain.
"We've only been here a short time, and we hardly ever see anyone here, yet a fire still broke out!"
"Who knows? Did they offend someone? How could a fire possibly start in the dead of winter?"
Needless to say, everyone knows perfectly well that a fire in this kind of weather could only have been intentional.
Xu Xiangyang remained silent, used his key to open the courtyard, which was already in a mess.
There's no need to go check; the things in the warehouse are definitely gone.
Even if there's any left, it'll be burnt and won't last.
He wandered around, while Qian Wenqing apologized to his neighbors outside.
Xu Xiangyang looked at a piece of unburnt oilcloth. This thing was black and was usually used to protect against rain, but it was very easy to catch fire and difficult to extinguish once it was on fire, making it a very dangerous thing.
In postmodern rural areas, this is also used to start fires and burn firewood, but it is preserved very carefully, as it is quite dangerous.
He looked at the thing; the warehouse was built by himself, and the roof was covered with plastic sheeting for rain protection, but there was no oil label paper.
It seems someone deliberately set a fire with this thing, but the neighbors discovered it in time and extinguished it, leaving behind some evidence.
Qian Wenqing wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked in. He had already sent everyone outside away.
"Brother Xu, how is it?" he asked, glancing at the warehouse.
The black smoke lingered and smelled pungently of burning.
Xu Xiangyang handed him the oil bill and said, "Someone deliberately set the fire, but we don't know who it was."
That's what he said, but he already had a guess in his mind.
One of them is Cao Yajun. This kid suffered a huge loss after fighting him before, but he hasn't made a move since.
This makes one very suspicious; such calmness is suspicious.
There's also Xiaolin, who harbors a grudge and came here for revenge.
However, Xu Xiangyang felt that the possibility was not very high. After all, he had helped Xiao Lin before, and he wouldn't do such a despicable thing again, right?
In addition, there's Yu Dong from yesterday.
He didn't agree to what Master An asked, which gave them enough reason to come and cause trouble.
It's easy to imagine that someone who usually commands respect would hold a grudge after being rejected.
It's understandable that they would come here to cause trouble.
These are the three people he currently suspects, and they have a history of conflict with each other.
Xu Xiangyang knew that the arsonist must be one of the three of them.
"Oil slips?" Qian Wenqing frowned and said, "These things are indeed easy to come by. Who would be so malicious as to do this!"
who?
I don't know.
Xu Xiangyang sighed and said to him, "Tell Hei Zi to stop going to the black market. Give him ten yuan as a subsidy today, clean up this place, and lock it up. Don't leave it here."
This warehouse has already been burned down once, and it will probably burn down again if anything is put in it again.
If that's the case, then let's keep moving to different places.
Xu Xiangyang has lost count of how many courtyards he has bought, but two or three have already been discovered.
After the two left, Kuroko stayed behind to clean the yard.
Although not much was lost, Xu Xiangyang was still quite angry.
This thing isn't some random junk; it's clearly aimed at them.
It was already past seven o'clock when they got back to the courtyard, and the two of them hadn't eaten yet.
Qian Wenqing went to cook again, and it wasn't until after 8 o'clock that they finally ate.
At this moment, Hei Zi and his group returned, all covered in dust and dirt, looking quite disheveled and miserable.
"You're back just in time. Come on, come on, let's eat." Qian Wenqing went to get a few more pairs of chopsticks and bowls, having already prepared extra food.
The others went to wash their faces first, then came back to sit down and eat.
The atmosphere was a bit tense; everyone was afraid Xu Xiangyang would lose his temper. Last time, when Xiao Lin ruined the grain, Boss Xu was furious.
The warehouse caught fire this time, and it's estimated that some things were lost.
That will definitely make them angry.
Xu Xiangyang, however, remained unchanged, eating and drinking normally as usual.
Before we had finished eating, there was a knock on the front door.
The group exchanged glances, and then a newcomer went to open the door.
This kind of errand-running work is usually done by unpopular people or honest people.
"Mr. Xu, the person outside says his name is Yu Dong and he wants to see you," he said, standing at the door waiting for a reply.
If the boss says he won't see him, then he'll go and refuse.
Xu Xiangyang narrowed his eyes slightly, seemingly having figured it out.
“Take him next door,” he said, getting up and walking out of the room.
Qian Wenqing, who was behind, wanted to follow. He knew this person had ill intentions, so he wanted to help.
Xu Xiangyang said, "Go eat, I'll take care of things here."
Their purpose was obvious: to take Qian Wenqing there, but it wouldn't do any good.
Qian Wenqing had no choice but to go back inside and eat with everyone.
Xu Xiangyang stood next to the table, and less than a minute later, someone came in.
He turned around and saw Yu Dong shivering. He then smiled and said, "Good evening, Mr. Xu."
Xu Xiangyang sneered, thinking to himself, "You son of a bitch! How can this be good?"
However, he just looked at Yu Dong without saying anything.
The atmosphere between the two of them was extremely cold...
After a long while, Xu Xiangyang slowly said, "Comrade Yu, is there something you need that's bringing you so late?"
He stared intently at the person in front of him, his expression icy, showing no kindness whatsoever.
A strange look flashed in Yu Dong's eyes, but his face remained smiling.
"Mr. Xu, regarding yesterday's matter, what's your decision?"
His expression was somewhat forced and unnatural, making him look extremely awkward.
Xu Xiangyang really wanted to punch him in the face, but he didn't.
It wasn't that they were afraid of Yu Dong, but rather that they were somewhat wary of Master An, who was behind Yu Dong.
If he wants to continue to operate in the new city, he can't let anyone find fault with him in public.
He can go against Master An, but he can't go against the entire black market of the new city.
This is a foolish act.
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