Chapter Twenty-Three: It Was a Line of Dust Deposition

Boom...... Boom......

Suddenly.

There was a loud noise from the security door, and something seemed to be slamming on it.

The only thing that can be thought of is that after Zhang Yi called for rescue, the members of the fire brigade arrived, and they were trying to find a way to smash the security door.

Therefore, Zhang Yi immediately shouted outside.

"I'm here!"

After indicating their specific location, it is convenient for the rescue team to concentrate on rescue.

However, there was no response from outside.

After an almost frantic slamming sound, sure enough, the security door came loose. At the same time, the fire is also spreading further, and Zhang Yi has been forced to have no place to stand.

At this time.

The loud slamming of the door also stopped.

There was no follow-up, and no rescue team rushed in.

Zhang Yi felt strange, but he definitely didn't choose to wait in this situation. The security door was loose, maybe it could be opened, Zhang Yi jumped over the flames hard, rushed at the door, and kicked it hard.

The security door was already crumbling and quickly collapsed.

After the door opened, Zhang Yi immediately escaped from the sea of fire along the iron frame staircase outside. When I got down, I looked back and saw that the flames had come out of the door.

Arriving at the safe area, Zhang Yicai gasped for breath, and then looked around.

Someone tried to harm him, but someone secretly saved him, but the man didn't show up.

After looking around, there was no one in sight.

Who will be the one who came to the rescue just now?

Meanwhile.

On the other side, at the corner of a relatively hidden alleyway, a person saw Zhang Yi rushing out from the second floor, and there was no big problem, so he turned around and left here.

This person is none other than Na Ah Hu, who holds a sledgehammer in his hand.

After a few minutes.

Zhang Yi suddenly received a reminder to add WeChat friends.

He casually agreed.

Immediately after, the other party sent a text message.

"Someone is going to assassinate you, remember to be cautious in the future!"

After this message, the man sent another video.

The person in the video is the man with glasses who created the scam, and he fell to the ground, curled up, looking very painful.

"This person is not the culprit, if you go through the normal police procedure, I believe that you will not be able to find the person who really wants to kill you."

"I'll take the person away first, once I find out, I will definitely notify you as soon as possible!"

Obviously, as this person on WeChat said, Zhang Yi was framed by someone by design. If it weren't for the appearance of this person to help, Zhang Yi would be more than lucky.

This person on WeChat is Zhang Yi's life-saving benefactor, which Zhang Yi knows very well.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

"Keep it a secret for now!"

After saying this, Zhang Yi sent another message to ask, but there was no response to the convenience.

Strange, who is he?

After another moment.

The fire brigade and the police all came and put out the fire as soon as possible. Fortunately, the house is relatively self-contained, with a predominantly brick and concrete structure, and did not cause a wider spread of fire.

Subsequently, a doctor came over and treated Zhang Yi's wounds, and he followed the police to the police station to make a record.

Regarding the man with glasses, Zhang Yi did not say.

This is done to protect the person who helped him.

At the same time, he also thought of another thing, that is, his father was trapped and imprisoned. Zhang Yi felt that there must be a connection between these two things.

In addition, it is likely to be inseparable from the Zhang family.

It's just that Zhang Yi didn't provoke them, and was kicked out of Zhang's house, can't he let it go, but he wants to kill Zhang Yi?

This is unforgivable!

Get out of the police station.

Uncle Chen drove the car and had been waiting outside for a long time.

After getting in the car.

"Xiao Yi, is your arm okay?"

"It's okay, Uncle Chen, it's just a slight burn, it doesn't matter."

At this point, Zhang Yi immediately emphasized again.

"By the way, Uncle Chen, help me keep this matter secret, don't tell my mother."

Zhang Yi said, and put on his coat and covered the wound on his right arm.

"This ...... All right! ”

Although Uncle Chen agreed, he was thoughtful.

"Xiao Yi, in the end, I blame me for this, I shouldn't have taken you to that kind of place, that place is really messy."

Uncle Chen's face was guilty, in fact, no matter how this matter is calculated, it is impossible to blame Uncle Chen.

"Uncle Chen, don't say that, this matter has nothing to do with you."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yi immediately changed the topic.

"Uncle Chen, we've been around for most of the day, how is your harvest there?"

"Xiao Yi, your heart is really big enough, something so big happened, do you still have the heart to ask this?"

"It's not a big deal, Uncle Chen, I'm not fine!"

"Uncle Chen, did you receive any treasure and refused to tell me?"

Seeing Zhang Yi's expectant face, Uncle Chen had no choice but to answer.

"What nonsense! Actually, my thing can't compare with your sea yellow pen holder! ”

"It is a blue and white glaze red flare bottle of the Ming Dynasty, the blue and white color is very beautiful, and the red in the glaze is also good, but unfortunately, there is a crack on the top of the line."

"Porcelain is such an object, you know, a crack, the price can't go up."

"I'm going to buy it back, put it in the store, decorate it, buy it for tens of thousands of yuan, and it's probably not easy to sell. Nothing else, it's really not much to gain! ”

In fact, hearing this, Zhang Yi's heart moved.

"Uncle Chen, the blue and white glaze of the Ming Dynasty is red, it's not bad, my sea yellow pen holder, it's not necessarily, isn't it?"

These are certainly words of relief.

"By the way, where is the thing? Show me! ”

Uncle Chen was driving, this time Zhang Yi was not the co-pilot, but in the back seat, and Uncle Chen's flare bottle was in the black plastic bag under the back seat.

After Uncle Chen told Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi took out the bag.

Untied the black plastic bag, and carefully took out the Ming Dynasty blue and white glaze red flare bottle.

In fact.

This porcelain vase, as Uncle Chen said, has a very beautiful blue and white pattern, and the red peony pattern in the glaze is also strong and beautiful, and the overall look is simple and elegant.

It can be said that it is a blue and white glaze red porcelain vase in the Ming Dynasty, and the artistic level is quite good.

It's a pity that there is indeed a crack on the top that is not very obvious, and when it is placed, the crack can be directed towards the place where it cannot be seen, and it does not affect the appearance.

However, a crack has seriously affected the value of this blue and white glaze red flare bottle.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yi glanced at his right hand and immediately spoke.

"Uncle Chen, I don't think it's like a crack!"

"It's not obvious, but it's a crack, otherwise, what kind of line could it be?"

Uncle Chen said as he drove.

"Uncle Chen, I don't think you can see clearly, this may be a line of dust deposition. Wait a minute, my towel, give it to you! ”