At the beginning of the fire to save people, I was broadcast live as a firefighter

Soon the time came, and it was the evening of the third day.

Li Xiao skillfully took away three boxes of steaks and two energy drinks from the temporary canteen.

There was a discussion from the same team next to them:

"Trouble, today's situation is much more serious."

"This is also impossible."

"By the way, I heard that the food inside has been eaten?"

"I heard from Team Zhang that he seemed to have finished eating in the morning, and there was not much water left."

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Hearing the news, Li Xiao inadvertently clenched the hand holding the steak box tightly.

The disposable plastic box was deformed by him.

Li Xiao's heart slowly began to sink.

Because he knew clearly that although the people trapped in the tunnel had no way to get out, they were relatively safe.

After all, there are enough officials, water and food, and contact with the outside world.

Then the psychology of the trapped people will be relatively stable.

But now it is completely different.

Not only trapped in the depths of the tunnel, but also cut off water and food, then the panic in everyone's hearts will grow again.

They worry about whether they will die of thirst because of lack of water, or whether they will starve to death because of lack of food.

Then some people may start to take risks and snatch the remaining food from others.

Although the order in the tunnel is still under control so far.

However, it's really hard to say how much control a full-fledged police officer and an auxiliary police officer who has been seriously injured can have in the chaos.

And when Li Xiao was worried, there were indeed some strange voices in the tunnel.

A man with a shallow scar in the corner of his eye looked at the food in his hand with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

He did not leave the team with the food like everyone else.

Instead, he walked up to Cao Guoqiang and said dissatisfiedly:

"I said, did you hide all the food? It's only the third day that the food has become so little?"

He held up two small packets of biscuits that looked very thin in his hand, as if Cao Guoqiang would beat someone if he didn't give him a reasonable explanation.

Cao Guoqiang glanced at the strong man, a trace of disgust flashed across his face.

Lin Jiuniu, male, 32 years old, unemployed.

This guy is a dangerous person in the tunnel. He not only has a criminal record of robbery, but also has two criminal records of attempted indecent assault.

This is also one of the people outside, let them focus on marking.

After all, in this special situation, this kind of special personnel who repeatedly made mistakes is indeed one of the most unstable factors.

Of course, among the 352 people trapped in the tunnel, not only this one needs special marking, but also another one.

Cao Guoqiang looked past Lin Jiuniu and landed on a young man with glasses who was lying in a daze on the roof of a car in the distance.

Zhao Zhiying, male, 28 years old, graduated from London University of Finance, was arrested for participating in a financial fraud crime and is currently on parole.

But compared to the former, this person's problem is not so serious.

At least the violent tendency of this kind of economic crime is far inferior to that of Lin Jiuniu.

Therefore, the leaders outside just let him pay attention to it a little bit, and they still have to keep an eye on this Lin Jiuniu, and don't let him cause any trouble.

When Cao Guoqiang heard his words, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed across his face, but he still explained:

"The food configuration is the same for everyone, and the food is preserved by 6 people at the same time, so no one can take out the food without permission."

"You have two packs of biscuits, and others have two packs of biscuits. It's fair and just, and everyone sees it."

Lin Jiuniu didn't listen to his explanation, and said loudly to the surroundings:

"If six people take care of it together, there is no way to bend the law for personal gain? Why can't the six of you give the food to Tanmo together?"

"After all, I'm trapped here, who knows when I'll be able to get out."

"The less we eat, the more you can eat."

"There are still more than a dozen bottles of water, why don't we divide them?"

Hearing Lin Jiuniu's words, some people around who were queuing up to get the food or had already got the food also whispered.

Cao Guoqiang pointed at Lin Jiuniu angrily, and scolded loudly:

"You surnamed Lin, give me enough time. Is this the first time you have fanned the flames?"

"You said we hid the food, so can you point out where we hid the food and what we hid?"

"Don't just mess around here every time you distribute food and water."

"If you don't know what is good or bad again, I will apply to the superiors to add you to confinement."

Hearing the word confinement, Lin Jiuniu's pupils shrank suddenly, as if recalling something bad from the past.

But he quickly calmed down, after all, this is not a prison.

He sneered and said to the surroundings:

"Look, in our country with the most freedom of speech, even speaking is not allowed."

"Okay, don't tell me, I won't say it."

After speaking, he swaggered back to his seat with two packs of biscuits.

Seeing the other party's arrogant appearance, Cao Guoqiang was really angry and anxious.

But to be honest, he really has nothing good to do with this kind of person now.

You can't beat or scold, and you have to take care of the emotions of other trapped people.

He really missed the days when he had to deal with trivial family disputes.

He thought that hearing countless complaints from women and men complaining every day was already the most painful thing in the world.

But he never expected that this idea, which had been in his mind for decades, would fall apart in just three days.

What are the short stories of parents?

What is crying?

What is the conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?

These things in front of me are called torture, but if I say a word or do a wrong thing, I will never recover.

Although Cao Guoqiang didn't have time to look in the mirror, he felt that the few hairs on the top of his head had fallen out a lot.

The light on the forehead also increased a bit.

At this time, an exclamation came from a distance.

Cao Guoqiang pulled himself together and looked in the direction of the voice.

When he saw clearly where the sound was coming from, he thought something was wrong in his heart.

He didn't dare to hesitate and ran towards the police car, because the sound came from the location of the police car.

In less than 10 seconds, he came to the police car.

Looking at the police walkie-talkie that was emitting electric sparks and emitting a burnt smell from time to time, he was shocked.

He hurriedly looked at Zhang Juqi who had been guarding the walkie-talkie.

"What's going on? Why is the walkie-talkie suddenly smoking?"

Zhang Juqi quickly explained:

"I don't know, it starts to smoke when I use it."

Cao Guoqiang looked desperate, and he quickly yelled at the crowd:

"A Chao, A Chao, where are you, hurry up and come to me!"

He couldn't care about it now, the news that the walkie-talkie was damaged would leak out.

Because the leak of news is inevitable, after all, there are several trapped people waiting for communication.

Such important news can be known by everyone in such a small space within 10 minutes.

So what to do now is not to worry about news leaks.

Instead, let the only person present who knows how to maintain it come over quickly to see if he can come and rescue it.

Hearing Cao Guoqiang's call, Ah Chao quickly swallowed the biscuit in his mouth.

He hurriedly took his mineral water bottle and came to the police car.

Seeing the walkie-talkie flickering with electric sparks and black smoke, Ah Chao subconsciously pulled out the power plug.

The electric spark disappeared in an instant, but the black smoke and burnt smell seemed to be much less.

Seeing this scene, the two policemen looked at each other and were quietly relieved.

Cao Guoqiang asked nervously:

"How? How? What happened?"

Ah Chao raised his left hand to calm the two of them, while his right hand controlled the screwdriver and quickly removed the casing of the walkie-talkie.

When the black plastic casing of the police walkie-talkie was removed, a strong burnt smell gushed out immediately.

A Chao just took a look, sweating coldly, he turned his head to the two police officers and shook his head slightly.

"Probably burned..."