The Songshan Forest is a famous wealthy area.

The blazing fireworks were particularly conspicuous in the dark night, attracting the attention of many people.

The rescue team arrived quickly, and the house was surrounded by journalists and other residents.

The firefighters used water guns to extinguish the fire. After the fire subsided a bit, they started searching for trapped individuals one by one.

I crawled forward beside the iron gate, choking on the thick smoke and unable to speak.

"Save me, save me..."

I looked at the firefighter rushing towards me and timely fainted against him.

After being carried out, I was surrounded by journalists.

Perhaps they didn't expect that they would capture the image of a thin and tormented woman being rescued instead of just covering the news of a mansion on fire.

Terrified, I spoke, "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

As soon as these words were uttered, it caused a commotion among the people present.

Some daring reporters, disregarding the obstruction of the firefighters and the police, sneaked into the scene that had already been extinguished and took photos of the imprisonment room filled with torture instruments.

I was supported by a nurse and lay on a stretcher just before the ambulance closed its doors.

I saw Song Qingci, who arrived late.

He looked at the dilapidated house and suddenly knelt down on the ground, screaming heartbreakingly, "Yaoyao, big brother is back!"

He went crazy and tried to rush in, but was stopped by the police.

"The house is very dangerous and could collapse at any time. You can't go in."

"No, my Yaoyao is still inside! It's impossible!"

The police helplessly said, "Are you talking about that girl? She's fine. She has already been taken to the hospital. Come with us first and cooperate with the investigation."