Game of Destiny: This player is different

Gwangyang City, the southern gate of Gyeonggi Province.

After several days of concerted efforts by the people of the country,

the raging flood has receded.

The sludge on the main roads in the city has been cleaned up, and the health and epidemic prevention personnel have sterilized and disinfected it.

The affected people are guided by the authorities to return to the city in batches in an orderly manner.

Water and electricity supply has been restored in areas with less impact.

Except for the debris left on the streets by the flood, people can basically live normally.

Residents in severely affected areas,

are registered and arranged by the grid workers of the community management department and live in hotels, guesthouses, and guesthouses.

While enjoying free food and accommodation,

they are told to wait patiently for the subsequent compensation subsidies from the authorities.

In the past, the work efficiency may not be so fast,

but now it is different from the past,

the emergence of extraordinary power has saved a lot of troubles invisibly.

In an old community,

a mother and daughter are cleaning up a house with peeling walls and moldy water.

"Yuanyuan, hurry up,

Many uncles and aunts are waiting for us downstairs."

A woman in her early thirties, wearing long sleeves, called out without looking up.

"Mom, Xiaoya is missing, have you seen her?"

A little girl who looked less than 10 years old,

wearing rubber shoes, walked out of the mud-filled bedroom.

Her steps were a little laborious, and she seemed to fall at any time,

with a pink schoolbag in her tender little hands.

"The doll that Dad gave you last year?"

The woman looked at the home appliances that had long been soaked and could no longer be used,

sighed secretly and stood up: "I'll look for it, you go wait outside first."

"Oh."

Soon there was a sound of rummaging through items in the bedroom,

and the little girl obediently stood outside the door, blinking her eyes and looking inside.

Obviously,

she hoped that her mother would find her favorite doll.

Just as the mother and daughter were busy,

a minibus quietly stopped under the old residential building.

It can be seen that many residents are sitting inside with simple bags on their backs,

with both sorrow and heartache on their faces.

They are all victims of the flood disaster.

Because the community where they live is in a low-lying area, they are the first to be hit when the torrential water appears.

After being soaked in turbid water for a long time,

the aging building has shown signs of loosening and cracking.

Therefore, after the disaster, the housing and urban-rural construction department conducted an on-site inspection and timely relocation of residents.

Now that this group of residents has returned,

they also picked up some simple luggage on the way and prepared to stay in the resettlement hotel temporarily.

As for how to deal with the building,

although the official has not issued a clear notice, they also feel that they may have to say goodbye to the old house.

At this moment, everyone looks distressed, because this piece of land is very valuable.

It is adjacent to the best kindergarten and primary school in Guangyang, which can be said to be a hot commodity.

In case of forced demolition,

the compensation received will definitely not be as high as the price of the house before the disaster.

Losing hundreds of thousands of dollars for nothing would make anyone feel heartbroken for a while.

Inside the bus,

the residents were whispering to each other,

some were discussing how much money the government could give, some were complaining about the sudden natural disaster,

and some were complaining that if they were given less, they would make a scene, and they couldn't suffer losses in vain.

But as soon as the words came out, someone raised his hand to stop them,

and winked desperately, signaling to pay attention to the black jeep with oil scraped outside.

"I say, why do those residents always look at us?"

The sad arrow sitting in the co-pilot seat,

holding Xuan He Men in his mouth, puffing away leisurely.

"Maybe we were too eye-catching a few days ago and were remembered by others."

Luo Zimo in the driver's seat laughed twice,

and glanced at the residential building not far away without a trace.

"I think it's fear,"

Sad Arrow quickly finished his cigarette,

picked up the thermos and took a few sips of wolfberry water:

"Think about it,

there is a humanoid weapon that can tear cars apart with his hands and open buildings with his feet standing in front of him,

would you worry that he would kill you if he got upset?

Even if the other party showed mercy, he would be seriously injured.

Alas~players and ordinary humans are indeed two species.

No matter how much we promote it, people will still be afraid of us.

If this goes on, I feel like I'll be a single dog."

"Comrade Zhang Jian, you worry too much.

Most people are kind and don't have so many bad intentions.

Since you care so much, I'll move the car to another place."

Luo Zimo smiled and shook his head, started the engine and started moving the car.

He knew that Sad Arrow was like this,

because he was pursuing a front desk girl at the branch, but was given a good guy card.

The car moved slowly, and the old residential buildings in sight became distant.

After confirming that the bus could no longer see him,

Luo Zimo pulled over, turned off the engine, and spokeComforting him, "Comrade Zhang Jian, you can actually consider Yan Zi.

Ordinary people are not really suitable for players.

But isn't it okay for players to find players?

Besides, you and Yan Zi are not much different in age,

and your appearance... there is a big difference in appearance.

But if you dress up,

and get a nice outfit, you can barely be considered a handsome man."

Sad Arrow, who had just lit a cigarette, almost choked and covered his mouth and coughed.

"Are you kidding?

Forget the rules of the bureau, office romance is prohibited."

He smoothed his breath and said speechlessly.

"You haven't been promoted yet, so you don't need to abide by those rules and regulations during the assessment period."

"...I think what you said hurts me more."

"Really?"

The two chatted for a while,

and when they heard the sound of the bus engine starting, they immediately stopped talking.

Luo Zimo silently stepped on the accelerator, held the steering wheel and slowly followed the bus out.

Sad Arrow took out a small silver-white TV shape from his arms,

a mini detector that can detect psychic element reactions, and stretched the antenna to the front.

The purpose of their coming here today,

is not to supervise the evacuation of residents, but to receive orders to track and protect.

In the past few days of flood relief operations,

the 704th Bureau not only played the role of a special rescue force,

the think tanks of the command center ordered to work overtime day and night to analyze the cause of the disaster.

This morning,

Rhea Yang suddenly summoned three mobile task force operators and external members,

and gave orders to senior leaders orally.

In the two-person team mode,

they tracked down the residents of the community who might be hiding the instigator behind the scenes.

Luo Zimo and Sad Arrow were ordered to come to the community,

to identify the residents of the residential building and see if there are any suspects.

Two cars drove out of the community one after the other, and slowly moved forward in the newly cleaned streets.

"I hope there are no criminal suspects hiding inside,"

Luo Zimo restrained his previous playful thoughts, and his expression was extremely serious:

"Otherwise, if a fight breaks out, it will definitely affect ordinary people."

"I hope so."

Sad Arrow held the mini detector in his hand and said in a deep voice: "As long as we can drive safely to the hotel, it proves that everything is fine.

The other party is really bold. He did not retreat after committing a crime and actually stayed in Guangyang City.

I just don't know his disguised identity.

Did he kill the person involved and replace him, or did he make preparations early."

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Thanks to Tongue Chaocai, user 34388913, and friends who love to eat crab butter for rewards.

I deleted 10 chapters in the last copy,

so it is equivalent to making up 10 chapters at a time, and all of them are posted today...