"Zhou Wang, what's going on? Why are we heading to the smelting factory?"
Night has fallen, and the Audi is driving along the desolate suburban road. Ding Yi, who was passively brought into the car, asked puzzled.
Just now, Zhou Wang suddenly looked very serious, pulling her away. Although Ding Yi was confused, she sensed Zhou Wang's urgency. So, being clever as she was, she first cooperated by letting Uncle Li, the driver, bring the car over. Now she seized the opportunity to ask Zhou Wang.
"If we accidentally report a false fire alarm, will there be serious consequences?"
Zhou Wang asked at this moment.
Ding Yi paused, thought for a moment, and answered, "I've seen similar news before. If it's not intentional, it should at most be a reprimand or education, there won't be particularly serious legal consequences... Are you saying the factory might be on fire?"
"Hmm, I think I should report it to the police now."
Zhou Wang said as he pulled out his phone.
"Wait a minute."
