“The fire was started by your factory, and we were implicated, and the entire factory was burned down.”

“It's not just the factory, but also the clothes and supplies being produced in the factory, all burned to ashes.”

“You Flores Group must pay for these losses!”

“Yes! We also have two security guards who were burned, and this compensation should also be paid by you!”

Everyone was talking in a jumble, and a few families whose clothes and fabrics were burned by the sparks blown up also joined in the fun, clamoring for Patrick and Flores Group to pay compensation.

Patrick's face was very ugly, he could only guarantee to everyone that they would definitely compensate.

However, the excited crowd was not so easy to appease.

Even though Patrick repeatedly assured that Flores Group would pay compensation, some people still kept pestering him.

In the midst of the pushing and shoving, there were naturally many bumps.

Although Patrick's burns were not serious, those who have experienced burns should know that burn wounds are very painful.

After this series of pushes and shoves, Patrick's face turned pale with pain, and cold sweat kept flowing down his forehead.

Fortunately, a police officer in uniform appeared with his men and rescued Patrick.

“Mr. Flores, I'm Rickie Lambert, the leader of the investigation team for this fire.” The police officer said, showing his identity. “There are a few questions I want to ask you about this incident.”

Patrick used the name Matt, Daniela's brother, outside.

Seeing the police appear and asking questions, the crowd gradually dispersed.

Patrick breathed a sigh of relief and smiled gratefully at Rickie, following them to the side.

Rickie didn't stand on ceremony with him and asked directly, “Mr. Flores, as far as I know, your factory is a garment manufacturing factory. This type of factory is most afraid of fire. Why was there a fire in the middle of the night in the factory?”

Patrick was startled. He had forgotten that what happened in the factory couldn't be told to the outside world.

Fortunately, he had also thought about how to cover up the matter.

“We were burning water. First, some dyeing uses wastewater, and second, we have a rest area behind, and we also keep some spare hot water.”

Rickie frowned, “This does not comply with regulations.”

Patrick explained, “We were burning fire in the back of the factory, which is some distance from the front factory.”

“How could it burn over if there is a distance?” Rickie was not easy to fool. “Mr. Flores, don't tell me that the wind can blow it over at night?”

He seemed to be smiling but not smiling, his eyes were filled with sharpness, as if he had found a loophole in Patrick's words and was waiting to catch him.

Patrick naturally thought of this too, and was very calm. “I don't know about that. I was at the border with goods that night, and I went to clear them. I only know about the factory in general terms.”

“However, I heard that some outsiders seemed to have sneaked into the factory yesterday. Two cars collided violently at the entrance of the factory, and even one car was crashed into the fire.”

“Mr. Lambert, have you found out who those people are?”

Patrick threw the question back.

The two groups of people who sneaked in were the real culprits.

He just needed to draw people's attention to them, and no one would notice why there was a fire in the factory.

Maybe it was even those people who set it on fire.

Rickie carefully observed his expression, but couldn't detect any unusual signs, as if the fire really had nothing to do with Patrick and the Flores Group's factory.

He temporarily suppressed his inner doubts and asked Cline, “I heard that the injured woman is your friend. Do you know who she has any enemies or who she has offended?”