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Chapter 182 The Truth Behind the Burning! (Second Update!)
The more Li Jiewei said this, the more Murata Ichiro retreated.

However, he has powerful backers.

It was those reporters.

Those reporters and their personal photographers, carrying microphones and cameras, stood like an impenetrable wall behind Murata Ichiro, leaving him nowhere to retreat.

He turned around to ask the burly man for help, but when he turned back, he found that the burly man had already disappeared into the crowd and was nowhere to be seen.

At that moment, Ichiro Murata knew he was doomed.

His mind started racing, searching for conditions that would be advantageous to him.

Soon, he thought of a way.

With his back straight, Murata Ichiro looked at Li Jiewei without fear and said calmly, "I am Japanese, and I now request that a Japanese institution be involved in the identification."

“If you don’t agree, then I won’t do the testing.”

"Anything that happens during this time has nothing to do with me."

After saying that, he gave Li Jiewei a smug, mocking smile.

In response to his smile, Li Jiewei simply raised his hands and clapped lightly.

clap clap clap!
After clapping, Li Jiewei lowered his hands and continued searching through the documents in his hands. As he searched, he affirmed Murata Ichiro's idea: "That's right, your idea is very good."

"But the problem is that you're using a Japanese sword to kill a Chinese official. Don't you think that's problematic?"

After speaking, he stopped searching and took out a document from the files, slowly showing it to Murata Ichiro:
"Mr. Ichiro Murata, this is a list of news reports about this matter that have been relayed by major internet platforms, news media, and newspapers since this incident broke out."

"Each one has a corresponding audience base calculation."

“And every potential viewer could be our customer.”

"You have seriously damaged our business reputation."

“If you do not undergo the examination, then we will need to call the police now, take restrictive measures against you, and file a lawsuit against you.”

"If an evaluation is conducted, you will at least be free until the results are available."

"How about it?"

"Do you want it appraised, or not?"

Li Jiewei didn't take out a single sheet of paper, but several pages.

Aside from the initial header, the several sheets of paper were filled with text, hundreds of lines in total.

As Li Jiewei said, behind each of these figures is a corresponding base number of viewers and a rough estimate of the losses.

On the last page, the loss is given a total price.

The total price is in scientific notation.

There are three commas!

Upon seeing the number, Murata Ichiro felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, as if he were about to die. In that instant, he devised his escape route.

He pretended to faint!
Once he faints, they have to take him to the hospital. Once there, he can find a way to slip away, take the money, buy a plane ticket to Vietnam or Singapore, and then transfer back to Japan.

Once he arrived in Japan, he was far from the emperor's reach, and these people couldn't find him even if they wanted to cause him trouble!
Having made up his mind, he leaned his head forward a little more, seemingly trying to see the numbers on the form more clearly. The next second, his eyes suddenly bulged, he closed them, and then he fell straight backward.

But he didn't fall, because someone was behind him!

The reporters behind him helped him up, and at the same time pointed their cameras at the form Li Jiewei had taken out. After seeing the text on it, the reporters immediately started cursing:
"You unscrupulous businessmen! How did such a small company like yours come up with over 10 billion in business reputation write-offs? Are you trying to take advantage of us because we don't know anything about accounting?"

"As expected, it's a shell company. The only value of the entire company is its reputation. Expose them, expose them."

"Come, come, Mr. Murata Ichiro, don't be afraid. We're here. Today we're going to see what this so-called 10 billion yen write-off for commercial reputation is all about!"

"He has to pay back the losses; he must be exposed today!"

As they chattered amongst themselves, a police car drove up from the east and slowly pulled up behind the crowd.

Four police officers got out of the car, turned on the body cameras hanging on their shoulders, and then slowly approached.

"We received a report. By the way, what's going on here?"

Seeing the body camera footage, even the most eloquent reporters fell silent. A hush fell over both sides until finally, Li Yang, who had initially spoken up for Murata Ichiro, stepped forward and pointed to himself: "We are reporters from Shanghai."

Then he pointed to Ichiro Murata, who was still unconscious:
"This is my Japanese friend, Ichiro Murata."

Then he pointed to the burnt remains of a refrigerator next to him:

"This Japanese friend, Mr. Ichiro Murata, purchased a Mijia refrigerator from Xiaomi Heavy Industry."

"Then, during use, the product caught fire due to an electrical leak and burned down the house."

“Mr. Ichiro Murata came to defend his rights, and we came to help him.”

After listening to Li Yang's words, the policeman reached out and checked Murata Ichiro's breath.

Even and powerful.

With his extensive experience, he immediately realized it was an act.

He waved his hand, signaling the reporters to put Haruta Ichiro on the ground first, and then told them to disperse.

Then he pinched his knuckles, and after a series of cracking sounds, he placed his hands on Murata Ichiro's chest and began to apply slight downward pressure.

With that exertion, Murata Ichiro felt as if a large rock was pressing on his chest; he wanted to breathe, but couldn't.

Left with no other choice, he could only slowly open his eyes and pretend to have just woken up.

However, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw two more documents in front of him.

One document was a lawyer's letter, and the other was an informed consent form for quality assessment.

Looking at the two documents, Murata Ichiro felt utterly hopeless. He didn't want to choose; he just wanted to run away.

He then coughed twice and looked to the police for help.

The police officer caught this gaze, then turned to look at Li Jiewei, who had suddenly appeared beside him:
"Are you from Xiaomi Heavy Industry?"

“Legal department!” Li Yang nodded, then handed the documents in his hand to the police officer:

“Our company’s products are all qualified products. After the fire, Mr. Murata Ichiro did not send them for testing, but launched a media attack against us.”

“Our business reputation has been severely damaged, and we now demand that Mr. Ichiro Murata send this so-called product for testing.”

"Disassemble all the parts inside!"

"Let's see if it's really our product."

“We have commissioned three agencies in Shanghai and also borrowed equipment from our previous customers who bought home appliances from us.”

"Now all we need is for this Japanese friend to sign so we can begin the authentication process, but he won't sign."

“If he doesn’t sign the appraisal, we will file a lawsuit against him.”

"To prevent him from buying a plane ticket and running back to Japan, we chose to call the police and request that restrictive measures be taken against him."

After spending about 10 minutes reviewing all the relevant evidence, the police officer who had been questioning Murata Ichiro turned to look at him:
"It's just signing a document, it's no big deal, just sign it."

"Whoever is at fault should take responsibility. It's a simple matter. I thought you guys were having a group fight here."

After handing the informed consent form to Murata Ichiro, the police officer who had been questioning him turned around and addressed the crowd:
"We'll just watch from the sidelines, and remember, don't fight."

"Speak properly!" "If you win, you go to jail; if you lose, you go to the hospital. Just don't fight."

After leaving a few words of advice, the four policemen walked out of the crowd, splitting up and heading in four different directions. Then they turned around and surrounded the crowd again.

Holding the consent form, Murata Ichiro's hands trembled uncontrollably.

His hands were shaking uncontrollably, but the reporters seemed oblivious; in their eyes, he was simply excited.

And so, another group of reporters began.

“Mr. Murata Ichiro, sign here. Don’t be afraid. The police are here. They won’t dare to lay a hand on you. If they do, they’ll be in the wrong.”

“That’s right, Mr. Murata Ichiro. As long as they dare to make a move, you can lie down and choose a car.”

"The police are there, don't be afraid."

Amidst the commotion, Ichiro Murata struggled to his feet, and just as he was about to use the excuse of not having brought a pen, a reporter behind him very considerately handed him one.
"Mr. Murata, please use this pen. I will keep it as a souvenir."

Baka——

Murata Ichiro cursed inwardly, but ultimately took the pen and signed the informed consent form for the appraisal.

One signature is for three copies.

After the documents were signed, Li Jiewei handed them over to He Wenbin and the other two.

They put the documents away, turned around, and had the staff come over to move the burnt-out refrigerator.

The refrigerator, badly burned, was carried by several people to a nearby workbench.

The identification process has officially begun.

Lin Yuanheng and his two colleagues personally led the team, with people from the three companies working in shifts to carefully disassemble the refrigerator. They took videos and photos at each disassembly, noting the time sequence.

Every time they disassembled a part, Wang Xiaowu would step forward and carefully inspect it.

After eliminating the source of the fire, he instructed the engineer to remove the part, pack it in a transparent evidence bag, and hand it over to the staff nearby.

The other staff members received the parts and immediately began checking the relevant part information.

When he guessed that only the motherboard and some temperature control components remained, Wang Xiaowu focused his attention on the motherboard.

He gently patted He Wenbin on the shoulder, instructing He Wenbin to remove the motherboard first.

Following his plan, He Wenbin first took several photos and videos of the motherboard to record its current condition. Only after doing all this did he pick up his tools and remove the motherboard.

Wang Xiaowu held the motherboard and studied it carefully, not overlooking any detail.

The motherboard is entirely white, with the upper part burned, making the markings on it illegible.

The initial fire on the motherboard originated above the power cord, or more precisely, above a resistor at the motherboard's power connection point.

The burnt-out resistor was about the size of a thumb. It had been completely charred black by the first half of the year, leaving only the lower half of the casing and two legs tightly hooked onto the motherboard.

Upon seeing clearly what had caused the fire, Wang Xiaowu's eyes widened in surprise.

The resistor caught fire...

Quite strange.

With his eyes wide open, Wang Xiaowu saw the traces left on the motherboard.

Those were the ashes from burned paper.

A more accurate description would be the ash from burning toilet paper.

He quickly had someone bring him an evidence bag, and then carefully used tweezers to manipulate the area below the resistor where it connected to the motherboard.

Soon, under everyone's watchful eyes, he produced two soft charcoal fragments from burning toilet paper.

After examining the object closely with tweezers for a long time, Wang Xiaowu placed the soft carbon sheet into an evidence bag. He then borrowed a hot air gun and began to heat the resistor.

After the hot air gun heated the solder for a while, it began to melt. Wang Xiaowu then removed the half-burnt resistor from the connection hole.

The marks on the motherboard gradually became visible as the solder disappeared.

There are scratches at the connection hole, but it's fresh.

After taking several photos of the marked hole, Wang Xiaowu, carrying the resistance evidence bag in his left hand and the evidence bag containing the burnt tissue paper in his right, slowly walked to He Wenbin and the other two, and said softly:

"The ignition point has been found; it's a resistor on the motherboard."

"The resistor is half burned out, and half is still left."

"I have a pretty good idea of ​​what caused the fire, but now I need you to take action and disassemble the mainboards of the other refrigerators as well."

Wang Xiaowu shook the evidence bags, placed the two bags in his hands on the workbench, and then stood by the workbench, waiting for He Wenbin and the other two to finish their work.

In order to get off work as soon as possible, He Wenbin and others worked quickly.

In less than 10 minutes, the motherboards of all 20 refrigerators prepared by Xiaomi Heavy Industry were removed and delivered to Wang Xiaowu.

After carefully comparing Xiaomi Heavy Industry's products, Wang Xiaowu became increasingly certain of his answer.

Turning around, he told He Wenbin and the other two his thoughts:

"Someone replaced this resistor, and this resistor will have a higher voltage rating than other resistors when it is working."

"To ensure sufficient power during combustion, these people thoughtfully prepared combustion-enhancing materials for this resistor within the motherboard space."

"Once the resistor catches fire, it can ignite accelerants, causing the fire to get out of control."

"They even calculated the order in which the fire department fights fires, that is, the first thing they would do when they discover that a household appliance has lost power and sprays water."

"But it's possible. They left marks on the motherboard by removing the resistors, and the burnt paper also left marks."

After hearing his words, He Wenbin and the other two were a little confused.

If what Wang Xiaowu said is true, then this is going to be very interesting.

In an attempt to undermine competitors, they would directly buy their rivals' products, modify them, and ultimately cause problems.

These people are really ruthless.

Having determined his method, Wang Xiaowu turned and walked towards Lin Yi. After exchanging a few words with Lin Yi, Wang Xiaowu turned and walked to the front of the crowd. He clapped his hands, and when everyone looked at him, he raised both hands, displaying two resistors in front of the crowd, and said:
"Ladies and gentlemen, the cause of the fire has been determined."

"The burnt resistor on my right side is the culprit."

"And to my right is the resistor of a refrigerator of the same model and batch from Xiaomi Heavy Industry."

"These two resistors are not the same at all; they were replaced..."

As Wang Xiaowu’s powerful voice rang out, a group of eagerly awaiting reporters slowly turned around and focused their attention on Murata Ichiro.

Meanwhile, shrewd reporters have already begun preparing to flee.

But before they could even begin, they were stopped by security guards from Xiaomi Heavy Industry:

"Everyone, don't go!"

"The mystery is about to be revealed, so why are you all running?"

"Since you're already here, why not watch the show before you leave?"

(End of this chapter)