Chapter 41 Section VI Fire

By the time I woke up, it was all over. I was put on a bench at the Fafnier Street bus stop, and the driver of the morning 821 kindly woke me up. At this time, I was still in a daze—I seemed to have walked to Onnes Street first, crossed a deserted alley, and then returned to the garden of the villa again: that was the route I walked last night. I saw the fire brigade on shift slowly passing me.And the garden area has long been surrounded by police cars. I continued to walk forward—the low wooden fence before it no longer existed, and a few unfamiliar colleagues from the former 11th Bureau were taking notes on the interrogation of nearby residents.

I was still walking towards my destination last night. Although there were many people around, no one stopped me—they didn’t seem to care about my existence, so I kept walking until I came to Raymond’s The Hut: At this point, though, maybe it should be called "where the former hut was." It is now a scorched earth, surrounded by a circle of yellow ribbons with "Do Not Enter" written all over it. The yellow ribbon doesn't enclose anything practical - I can easily find the place where we talked yesterday.There, on the scorched black floor, there were two striking human-shaped tracks outlined in white outlines.

"Hey, Wenzel! Why are you here, do you miss us?", this is Handik's voice. "Oh, no? I just happened to pass by. It's really lively here!", I put on a nonchalant expression and smiled at Handik. "Busy!? You don't know, I don't know what happened to the fire. The people of the Second Fire Station have been busy for more than two hours and have not been able to put it out-hey, no one has been rescued, only two cokes are left ?” "It's just an ordinary wooden house on fire, how could it take so long?" "? Well, look, the fire engines can't come in here at all, and the water pressure in the garden and the villa is not enough; in addition, there are too many people onlookers, and they don't cooperate? It's not like you don't know, this kind of thing Does it keep happening every day?"

"Uh, who are the two dead?" "? They're still taking statements, I don't know very well—however, it seems to be a gardener who lives here, and the owner of this villa: these two people are missing in the villa." "That's really pathetic—the accidental fire." "Yeah, this accidental fire?" Handik echoed me absently.Looking at the gardener's cottage that has been razed to the ground, I feel a little dazed again