The intruder sat on the sofa in the living room, took out a zippo lighter and quietly lit half a cigar picked up from Judy's husband's office, and carefully placed it on the ashtray on the coffee table in the living room.

edge.

Immediately afterwards, this man walked to the kitchen with familiarity, first destroyed the alarm device, then opened the cabinet door, and used a sharp scalpel to cut a gap in the gas pipeline that was as big as a melon seed.

Gently closing the cabinet door, the man put away the scalpel and quietly left this beautiful house.

"boom!"

The sudden explosion woke up most people in this upscale community. When they opened their curtains, they immediately saw the beautiful building that had been swallowed up by the fireball.

Calling to God, these kind-hearted neighbors dialed the police phone one after another.

In less than ten minutes, several fire trucks rushed to the community with piercing sirens. As the firefighters were busy, high-pressure water jets or water curtains enveloped the building, which was burning almost everywhere.

wooden building.

Not far away, a homeless man watching the excitement smiled, threw the scalpel blade in his hand into the trash can, turned around and pushed a supermarket shopping cart filled with various household items towards the park not far away.

"am I right?"

Some distance away, but not particularly far away, in a parking lot, a faint light came on inside a second-hand trailer, and lawyer Carlos' sleepy voice could be heard faintly, "Anyway, don't worry yet.

Leave now, someone will take you away later."

"where are we going?"

On the other end of the phone, Judy's husband and his wife lying on the bed looked at each other and asked in a worried voice.

"I don't know about that. Anyway, don't get out of the car yet."

"Can we, can we bring the murderer behind the scenes to court and then to prison?" Judy asked through gritted teeth, looking at the firelight outside the window that almost dyed the night sky red.

"Of course, this is our responsibility, isn't it?" Attorney Carlos assured confidently, and then simply hung up the phone.

He and his wife Judy looked at each other again. Before the couple could say anything, a Raptor pickup truck drove up to the edge of the RV.

Through the glass and the opened blinds and curtains, Judy and his wife could clearly see a figure from the back who was not very tall, whistling the car that was produced more than 20 years ago, but the second after Weiran left.

One day, the second-hand trailer was just bought by a friend of Carlos's lawyer, and it was hung on the back of his pickup truck with ease.
Chapter completed!