Qin Si, Bo Zheng, and the others were already there, chatting about matters related to Qiao Nian.
"I heard there was a fire in the hospital yesterday. Someone unfortunately died in the fire." Bo Zheng suddenly mentioned it.
Luo Qing casually said, "Captain, since when did you care about what happens in Continent M?"
Bo Zheng pursed his lips and his eyes flickered. He did not answer this question directly.
Instead, their words attracted the others' attention.
Qin Si was someone who couldn't stay idle. He pricked up his ears at the mention of the fire. He immediately glanced at him, clearly puzzled. "Uncle Bo, is there anything wrong with that fire?"
Bo Zheng looked at him calmly. "There's nothing wrong. I asked an acquaintance and heard that it was already determined to be an accident."
"Then…" Qin Si didn't think he was a boring person who would pay attention to these unrelated accidents.
