Combustion from alcohol and gas would have a quiet flame. Only when the fuel was of wooden material that it would have this crackling and popping sound.
"Hello? How can I help you?" Ten seconds later, Chen Ge realized that there was still no one speaking, so he tossed out this question as a probe. A bottle fell to the ground, and it sounded like its content splashed out and caused the fire to burn even stronger.
"Hello! Is anyone there?" The phone was answered, so this meant that someone had to be near the phone. "Is this a fire? Are you okay? Please tell me your location immediately!"
Chen Ge was getting nervous, and he screamed loudly. The fire was still burning, and then a different voice cut through the roaring flame.
"Can I talk to you for a moment?" The man's voice was nice but rather hoarse.
