For the 101st time, I was woken up by thick smoke at three o'clock in the morning. I, Xu Qianzhou, was in a stable mood. I even have the leisure to rate my own survival process. In the first minute, the fire point was confirmed. Well, it was still the familiar basement. The method was steady. In the third minute, plan the escape route. Oh well, this time the main staircase is blocked. New way to die is get√. At the fifth minute, choose a relatively comfortable position, wait for the countdown to end, and prepare for the next round. Yes, I was trapped in the same day and burned alive in this apartment fire every time. Want to break the cycle? Simple, catch the arsonist hiding in the neighborhood. In order to find the mad man/mother who was setting fire while posting "Pray for peace" in the owner group, I was forced to start my career as a drama star with level 10 social fear. Today I am a warm-hearted and intimate sister, helping the young couple upstairs who quarrel every day to mediate their conflicts, and by the way, I tell them why they had such a violent quarrel last night. Tomorrow I will transform into a gossip queen and knock on the door of the programmer opposite with a dumpling freshly baked to find out why he always orders a bunch of suspicious takeaways in the middle of the night. The day after tomorrow, I would be a lost lamb, pretending to be scared and hiding behind the tattooed guy who looked the least messy, and smell if there was any gasoline smell on his body. It's just that... The firefighter in charge of this area is a little confused. The first time he rescued me, I calmly analyzed the fire for him. The tenth time to save me, I skillfully reported the information of the residents of the entire building. After saving me for the fiftieth time, I held his hand with tears in my eyes: "Handsome guy, listen to my advice, this building has bad feng shui, please move him out quickly!" Fireman Brother:? This citizen,
