Steel steam and flame

The high-pressure tank exploded, and the high-pressure and high-temperature gas inside spewed out. The impact force in a short moment destroyed an entire surrounding factory building. Except for those huge load-bearing pillars, there is nothing standing upright in the pictures of the scene. The center was washed away into a flat ground, covered with traces of fluid after strong winds swept through it. The high-pressure pipe, with its lower part broken off, fell there. Countless iron and steel bars piled up on the edge, shaped like a crater, surrounding the wreckage in the middle.

A small path was carved out of the accumulated debris by large construction machinery to allow technical exploration personnel to pass through. The photo was also taken from outside this trail, roughly capturing the full view of the high-pressure tank.

The wall thickness of the high-pressure tank is as wide as the palm of two adults, and the exposed fracture zone was instantly polished smooth by the impact of the explosion, but the traces still look hideous.

Technical explorers said that the high-pressure tank had already expired, and due to previous operating errors by workers, there was an old scar left on it from a collision with a large machine. After that, they only used simple welding of steel plates to strengthen the local bearing limit, and failed to deal with the problem systematically, which led to this huge explosion accident.

But Cassia still saw something else from the color photo, which were dots of friction scars. Maybe it was caused by the collision when it fell, but Cassia himself was more inclined to think that it was the mark made by the bullet. The most common platinum bullet marks.

They are all shallow pits that are not very big, not deep, just like the dimples on the face when smiling. There are even just vague white marks in some places. The strength and toughness of the advanced alloy, as well as the cylindrical shape of the high-pressure tank itself, give it such resistant properties.

"Maybe you need to go there in person." Cassia put down the newspaper and walked to the window again. The accident site was some distance away from the Steam Tower, but the lights shining there were comparable to those around the Rotunda. Opening the cross pupil, looking through a layer of mist at night, one can still capture the hazy shadows of various large-scale processing machinery there.

"The time was just right. Ye Jielin came here to collect basic information, and then went there. It was just right. Did she meet Sotagang, and then a battle broke out? That's a factory, which is in line with Sotagang's purpose of coming here. ." Cassia considered this, "And even if the high-pressure tank has extremely high strength, it is not indestructible. Ordinary platinum bullets cannot, but blue and silver bullets have that power, and the attack does not necessarily require high-pressure The canister is directly penetrated. As long as you continue to attack one point and a few bullets are embedded in it, you can create a hole that is sufficient to destroy the strength and toughness there. After the integrity is destroyed, the huge pressure inside will naturally quickly find this breakthrough."

Cassia carefully considered whether things would go like this, but without more clues, no matter how much he thought about it, it was just a possibility that he thought was possible.

"Waiting until late at night, we still have to go over and conduct an actual survey." Cassia took a deep look at the accident site and murmured.

About an hour later, the light in Cassia's room went out, blending into the darkness outside the window that was infected by the light.

There were still a few trains operating late at night. They were all vehicles transporting goods. The iron frames were covered with steel parts tightly wrapped in rainproof cloth. At this time, all passenger trains were resting at various terminals.

Away from the steam emission tower in the center of the city, the surrounding excitement and temperature were also swallowed up by darkness.

Cassia jumped on a freight train as a means of transportation and headed towards the site of the accident. He was on the first car behind the front of the train. The huge, powerful triangular searchlight in front shone brightly on the two cold rails of the railway. The reflected light was a little paler than the cold moonlight above his head.

There were no people hanging around at all, and the sounds generally came from the factory that never stopped working. The loud collision sound of the forging press, and the "chirp" sound of the cooling oil entering when the red-hot steel is quenched.

The freight train traveled very slowly in the city. It took more than half an hour for Cassia to arrive outside the accident site where the lights had dissipated slightly. A high iron wall was temporarily built there, with a triangular iron frame supporting the bottom. It was visually estimated to be three meters high, surrounding the accident site. Only the original exit of the factory has a big hole. Several carrier trains are parked on the rails not far from the door. The clamping machinery is dumping the steel scraps that were torn into pieces after the explosion into the train cars, preparing to transport them to The smelting plant next to the mine outside the city.

Cassia tried to climb up to the roof of the nearby factory one by one. The alienated weight was indeed a trouble now. You can get a wider view on the roof and you can see inside the protective wall. There are many workers working the night shift at the site, and less than half of the building debris surrounding the high-pressure tank has been cleared away. Now more people are using welding and cutting machines, working overtime to cut the high-pressure cans that have fallen on the ground.

"It's too late." Cassia squatted in the darkness on the roof, feeling helpless. The cutting position started from the fracture zone. A small part has been cut away, and all valuable traces have been turned into boxy alloy plates and transported away.

After continuing to observe for a while, Cassia identified the workers one by one. There might be Sotagang or Ovelia's men lurking here. As the most "lively" place here recently, no matter who comes here, even if they know that there are enemies hiding here, they will definitely come and take a look. The same is true for Cassia herself, because this is the most likely place to provide clues and traces. But I was still a little disappointed, or maybe those people's disguises were so good that even Cassia couldn't see the flaws. Cassia found no strange people among these workers.

After confirming that there was nothing of value here, Cassia moved and was about to leave. The body that had just squatted down suddenly disappeared into the darkness and became motionless. Her heartbeat and breathing dropped rapidly at the same time, and her breath was gradually absorbed. The night wind blows it out. There seemed to be something like a wild cat swimming under the three-meter-high iron wall not far away.

In Cassia's eyes, the darkness there deepened. Something is absorbing most of the light, turning the moving object into a darker shadow in the black. At this moment, it is moving silently away from here close to the corner.

When the shadow was dozens of meters away from him, Cassia landed on the roof of the factory, blended into the black air, and quietly followed the shadow.