Chapter 1172: Moderator (below)

The intelligence officer and the host were silent at the same time. The latter also took a sneak peek at Rui Wen, seeing little change, and then seemed to follow naturally:
"Oh, the old highway and the highway are crossing again. It seems that ink is also interested in this team. At this time, I have to criticize it. This kind of mixed team, with large cars and small cars in the middle, is not advisable. It will cause blind spots in the car’s vision and even misjudgment. Similar complex road conditions are prone to safety accidents. The driver of the pickup truck is too courageous... It is not necessary to eat ashes in the team. In contrast, the leading off-road vehicle The location is very good."
Long Qi really has the ability to speak out the most boring things, and here, his talk changed again:
"But now that I have connected with Mr. Intelligence Officer, and now I am idle, I might as well ask a few more questions: What's the matter with the upgrade of the old highway?"
Ertu’s voice responded without ups and downs:
In response to the strong demands of the residents, we will upgrade the infrastructure of the Sanzha District.

"Then build a house and add green space? Now, including the recycling layer, no one seems to use this highway, right?"
"There are still."
Long Qi seemed to want to say something, after a few ambiguous syllables, he just gave a "tsk".
He did not say, someone in the live broadcast room said for him: "Isn't this the favorite night tour route of the powerful people in the legend?"
"Half of the road was repaired, and it was abandoned in the Sanzha District, but it can go all the way to Hewu District along the road, which is super convenient for some people."
"Just now the intelligence officer said'strong demand', which is actually one of the benefits brought by the parade."
Sure enough, the more "super-class" topics and information, the more attention they can get. Coupled with the good habits that Long Qigang has cultivated, the above few items that are slightly beyond the scope of ordinary people's knowledge are quickly highlighted by praise. Marked red.
Followed by a bunch of barrage comments:
"It turns out to be related to the homeless parade."
"This is completely different from the original request."
"What is the earliest request?"
"Tracking down the missing persons after returning to the city!"
"Xiacheng is not the focus, right."
Looking at the direction of the discussion in the live broadcast room, Zhong Man really sighed.
Vagrant things are really not a problem in Xiacheng, and this is not the center. The nearby Lake City and Huai City, and the further away Jicheng and Hancheng are more lively than Xiacheng.
In some cities on the other side of the ocean, the situation is even more serious. The way of ‘discussing’ this issue has been upgraded.
But at present, the problem of a large number of missing persons caused by homeless people seeking relatives has gradually become a global hotspot. It is a sensitive topic that many people shun, but many people are rushing to it.
Again, Zhong Man never wants Ruiwen to fall into this topic. However, the current live broadcast room is obviously stuck in it and can't come out.
She even saw cumin mian'er discussing it seriously, and her speech was marked in red:
"It's not just the homeless groups. In the satellite city, the phenomenon of'cross-regional missing jobs' was also very serious for a while, so there are actually a lot of supporters here."
As a demi-plane administrator, this energy is also drunk—isn’t it good to hide how far? For fear that Ruiwen won't be labeled?
Zhong Man is going to have a good chat with the silly dog.
Long Qi seems to have also noticed the problem. It is still that kind of casual and frivolous style of painting, but he changes the subject calmly: "Report the location to you, we are about to enter the forest wall area, where the old road conditions are. It will be better. I can take you around and see the life of the recycling layer when I am free."
In the live broadcast room began to be reluctant:
"What are you waiting for, just today."
"I've been to the forest wall area, you get off the highway from the next exit, it's no problem."
"The'mud man' of the recovery layer welcomes the arrival of the'high-altitude tribe'."
Long Qi sighed: "Well, I admit that I have a bad mouth. You still don’t distinguish between people and clan. It’s too emotional. My task now is to send Miss Ruiwen home as soon as possible so that I can catch up. A good lunch..."
Then there was a barrage that was swollen by high praise:
"Someone is madly suggesting something."
"Ahem, I'm really afraid of this." Long Qi hurriedly said in other words, "By the way, the convoy in front of it seems to have arrived, and it is slowing down...Oh, everyone, it should be the construction site of the old road upgrade. On the left hand side of the aerial camera. Well, at noon, there are no people. It is the earth-moving convoy who came here at this point, working hard."
He added a few more easily: "As far as I have seen, it is not absolute. The work enthusiasm of homeless people is much higher than that of urban residents. It is not that they love work, but that they think they need to work. Making a living, on the other hand, has to prove the value of their continuous choices.
"I think Ha, no matter what the initial reason is, those who dare to wander in the wilderness should have a little pride and ambition."
The host of Dragon Seven has basically overstepped his behalf, completely occupying the C position, interacting with the audience in the live broadcast room. The audience also likes to communicate with him, because they can always find the topic:
"So, Brother Seven is a supporter of homeless people?"
"Nothing. I hate all the work that requires Lao Tzu to work extra overtime."
"What about logic?"
"You will know later."
Long Qi decisively demonstrated the style of killing regardless of burying, the topic was volatile, and he was always able to poke the sensitive points of most people.
I just wanted to praise you...
Zhong Man covered his head, or directly reached into the live broadcast room, pinched Long Qi's neck-this is even more unscrupulous than Cumin's face!
It was also at this time that the ink for aerial photography hovered over that area because the convoy had stopped advancing. It's just that there is not a construction site where the old road is upgraded. Under the gray sky, it can be seen that the convoy is parked in front of a dark, rippling, large area of ​​water, a few kilometers away from the construction site.
After the ink circled for two weeks, the lens was aimed at that piece of water. Even if the high-definition lens is still some distance away, you can see the ups and downs of dirty and rotting garbage, and the ups and downs of a large number of mosquitoes and flies over there.
"Hey! It's disgusting!"
"What tattered place is this?"
"Can you move the camera away a bit...Don't be so real!"
In the next second, the camera actually moved away.
Amidst the netizens’ astonishment, Long Qi had already solemnly blamed Ertu: "Mr. Intelligence Officer, I have been looking at the 22nd century. The black and smelly waters in the suburbs of Xiacheng are still being treated. A fish slipping through the net. Is it at the junction of the forest wall area and the Sanzha area, you want to get rid of responsibility?"
Ertu replied weakly: "That is not living water. It is a pit formed by illegal mining of earth and rock materials by residents of the surrounding reclaimed layer for many years. Due to improper operations in the previous two years, the underground pipe network before the war was dug, resulting in residual water. Spillage... That piece of pipe network has already been sealed and treated harmlessly, but Xiacheng has had enough rain in recent years, and this shallow pit has not evaporated cleanly before it remains.
"Of course, this time the infrastructure upgrade in the Sanzha area will definitely be dealt with. The earthwork pulled by these convoys should be part of the backfill."
Indeed, there is still a small amount of earthwork piled up next to the rather large stinking puddle. In the convoy that just arrived, those engineering vehicles also moved forward, paving the slabs and opening the road to prepare for the subsequent earthwork backfilling. For a while, it was more lively than the main construction site several kilometers away.
It seems to have verified Long Qi's evaluation of nomads.
However, what Dragon Seven is now boasting is another: "Look, it's more useful than calling the municipal hotline!"
"I learned it, Master Long!
"Now I only need the communication number of the Ertu Intelligence Officer."
"Report it now, let's witness together, don't make any mistakes."
"Well, please consult Miss Ruiwen's team when you come back." Long Qi said nonsense skillfully, and turned to ask Ruiwen, "If you drive further, it will be completely staggered from the old road...just a little bit?"
Ruiwen didn't seem to respond, and Long Qi didn't speak any more.
At this time, at the puddle landfill site, someone got off the off-road vehicle that was driving in the front of all vehicles. He was in a short head, wearing a black tight-fitting T-shirt. He was tall and in good shape, and had a lot of momentum. Point to the surrounding area.
Behind, on the pickup truck that had just been squeezed out from the middle of several transport trucks, some people got off the truck. They looked very strong, but they were much older and their hair was gray.
The old man, not very good-tempered, yelled at the owner of the black T-shirt off-road vehicle, and rushed forward and gave him a push. Only very quickly, it was caught by the No. 7 or No. 8 people who got on and off the transport truck.
Just like being caught in the middle of the traffic.
"Well, it doesn't seem to be harmonious inside." Long Qi made a haha, wondering if he remembered his high evaluation of the vagrant just now.
The aerial footage continued to approach, and suddenly it moved sharply, almost like a crash.
In fact, the ink has landed, ignoring the heavy machinery that continues to work around, and staying on the edge of the puddle with great care. On the previously accumulated earthwork, the camera is still aimed at the "disharmonious" conflict scene.
No one over there doubted.
Although there is earthwork underneath, the ink station is still relatively low, and it can only scan the of most people, but it maintains the live broadcast principle of "respect for privacy"... shit.
No one in the live broadcast room carried this bar, but became more and more excited:
"Wow, are we peeping now?"
"Who said that? We just passed by following the camera!"
"Whose ears are good enough to know what they are arguing?"
After all, there is a distance from the scene, there are heavy machinery operations in the middle, and the environment is too noisy. The sound pickup device that comes with the camera is somewhat inadequate in the face of this situation.
Someone looked anxious and began to command:
"Ink Intelligence Officer, please take two steps forward!"
"This seat is not good, go to the roof over there."
"Yes, yes, the truck behind the pickup truck is in the best position."
"Would you like to reserve a position or something? You guys, you have put your undue expectations on a pet."
"Damn!"
In the exclamation of the screen in the live broadcast room, the ink on the mound really fluttered again, gliding lightly to the heights, passing through the sky above the construction site, and also flew over the heads of the two parties in the dispute, and landed accurately. The top of the truck behind the pickup truck.
Just as it glide past the dispute scene, the pickup clearly caught the roar from there:
"Where I go to demonstrate, it's not your turn to beep! It's the same if you run over with your earth-moving truck!"