"The fire was in Zhaojia Kiln?" Asher Cheng was stunned and turned to stare at the TV.
"Near Zhaojiayao, in the old alley, not far from Dawali, there is a house with no one living there," Logan Xiang grabbed his arm and didn't let go, his voice trembling, "It was Owen! It must be Owen! He did it!"
"Don't worry," Asher Cheng patted his arm, "I'll check the news."
"I've seen it!" Logan Xiang shouted, "I've seen it! Zhaojia Kiln! Inside the big hole! That's Uncle Harrison's territory! Such a big fire!"
Asher Cheng was startled by his yelling, and quickly hugged him, patting him on the back: "Okay, okay, I get it, don't worry."
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