Tomorrow's Ark, the Personnel Commissioner Does Not Do Personnel

"The door is wide open, but there are no signs of a fight."

Walking into a small one-story house with an open door, Huang put down the doctor, compressed the index finger and thumb of his right hand, and aimed at a candle that was about to burn out.

call.

A small stream of crimson Originium aura burst out, lighting the bottom of the candle, and the faint light illuminated the small room of less than ten square meters.

This is her Originium skill, the compressed air releases heat rapidly, like an explosion out of control, but it is indeed controllable everywhere.

"It's empty, there are only a few paintings left."

With the help of the dim light of the candle, Wang Qi saw a row of paintings on the wall, all of them were drawn with crayons of the same color.

"Well, it should be a family of three, and the drawing is quite cute. This is... maybe Alina?"

The style of painting is quite childish. Some of them depict children being held hands by their parents, while others depict a child surrounded by a stick figure with two long antlers.

Not surprisingly, many children from the slums attend Alina's school.

Longmen's economy is booming, but there are also pigeonhole-style buildings in the urban area. Compared with living in that kind of cramped apartment, bungalows may be a little more spacious-at least there are small roads outside to encroach on.

"This should be an aborigine in a slum area, a family of three, that's great...cough"

Gray Throat shook off the raindrops on the cloak, maintaining the distance between the maintainer and Wang Qi and Huang, checking the situation in the other corner of the room.

She knew that Officer Wang Qi was a good person, and even a little... admired him, but helplessly, her body would always respond honestly.

Huihou didn't want to vomit in front of Wang Qi anymore. If possible, she still wanted to vomit on the face of that silly cat next to her.

"...The house has been turned over again, but it is very orderly, it doesn't look like it has been ransacked-the closet is empty, and there are still some residual fibers."

"Yeah, what was taken away were some daily necessities, even toilet paper... well, people here don't need toilet paper, maybe more than three people, alas, life is really hard."

The doctor checked back and forth in the small space, and finally determined the whereabouts of the family.

"The house is not messy, and there are dry mud footprints on the ground. This place is not being ransacked, nor is it fleeing away...Look, all the heating components have been taken away. The robbers will never rob this kind of daily necessities."

While talking, the doctor came across a metal kettle and picked it up casually.

There is no electricity here, so the kettle is placed on a small stove, and the reaction runes carved inside the stove have been removed.

This kind of Originium stove will excite the extremely low energy remaining in the Originium waste residue, which can be said to be a mobile source of radiation. This is an important reason why many poor people are prone to contract Originium disease.

"It's more like an orderly evacuation—ah, the jug is well made, can I take it?"

Showing the kettle in his hand to Wang Qi, the doctor lifted his mask, showing a begging expression.

"No, I have to do business today."

Wang Qi shook his head and refused, he remembered that the doctor in the main plot was quite serious, why has it become like this now?

"Wang~~Qi~~Look at how beautiful this pot is. It represents the memory of a family living on this land, and it is the embodiment of people's efforts to survive!"

The doctor pursed his mouth, came over with the hot water bottle, rubbed his chest against Wang Qi's body, and showed off the shiny water bottle.

"Do you feel full of hope?!"

You just want to use this thing to soak noodles in your mouth!

"All right, all right, I hope +2 is all right, Huang can use Originium skills to make this thing into a fragmentation grenade at a critical moment, it's good to hold it."

Wang Qi has always liked soft things rather than hard things. After being rubbed by soft things, his heart softened, but some places became hard.

"Let's check a few more houses. This is the residence of ordinary people in the slums. You should go to other places-shops, workshops, gang strongholds, temporary strongholds for homeless people, or refugee settlements."

Finally, after this person went to look around the empty room, Wang Qi nodded and stepped into the rain again.

"It's too dark. The PRTS system doesn't have a multi-layered map of the slums. Do you know the way?"

Huang picked up the doctor skillfully again, and followed, while Huihou jumped onto the roof of the bungalow, his gray cloak blending into the night.

"It's all in my mind. Do you think I'm just dating Beatrix and Texas these days? I've already gotten familiar with this place."

Wang Qi turned his head and knocked himself on the head at several people.

Regardless of other abilities, in the field of reconnaissance, he is indeed a first-class expert.

"Yeah, it's not just those two, you also watched the movie for a long time with Sister Xuyu, bought Longmen specialties with Cast Iron's mother, took the children to the amusement park, and went to the farmer's market with Sister Bagpipe to buy I bought better seeds and fertilizers, and bought a new pair of glasses for Eyjafala..."

Breaking his fingers, the doctor quickly recounted Wang Qi's itinerary for the past few days, his tone full of teasing.

"It's all hanging out with girls, old scumbag."

"Ahem, what are you talking about, I just fell in love not long ago."

Old Wang Qi blushed, and his pace was a little faster.

"Ha, that's true. If you're on two boats, you're not called a scumbag."

Huang Ze followed quickly, joined hands with the doctor, and made fun of Wang Qi together.

Laughing and laughing, hidden in the rain.

Nearly a hundred meters away, on the roof of a small two-story building, two figures of different heights were standing there wearing cloaks. The red cloaks were completely waterproof, and raindrops seemed to be dancing on their shoulders.

What the two of them spoke was the purest Yan Kingdom official dialect.

"That film is from Rhodes Island. Where are the guards? What is Governor Wei thinking?"

A strand of blond hair floated from one of the cloaks, and two long, curved horns seemed to be hidden under the hood.

"Don't worry about it."

The tall one had a strong figure, with thick and curved horns protruding from the red cloak, and his voice was full of air.

"You can tell at a glance. We, the supervisory department, only need to observe and evaluate. Whether it is the integration movement or Longmen itself-it is the greatest blessing that the people have not received any damage. Remember, don't make a move."

"Once things exceed expectations, the Protector of Great Yan will intervene. Wait, I seem to have seen that man in the files of Dali Temple."

The blond supervisor squinted her eyes, with Jin Lei faintly appearing on her temples, her eyes stayed on Huang and Wang Qi, turning back and forth.

"Don't talk about matters, Jing Zhe, you have overstepped—"

"Oh, let it be like this, Taihe, next time don't want me to stand by and act as a lightning protection for you-there is a subpoena, and the integration movement is at war with others, let's go."

The blond inspector jumped off the roof and disappeared into the rain.

"Hey, I'm so frizzy, how can I be so responsible."

Shaking his head, the man called Taihe sighed and jumped down too.

Longmen is already gathering wind and clouds.

PS: The first update~~

I woke up at two o'clock in the morning, and somehow my biological clock changed back. Sure enough, I am not suitable for living in the daytime?

PS2: Ah, Miss Lei Zi, so cute, but so good - has anyone practiced Miss Lei Zi?

Section 164 114. Guess and entrustment of Wei Yanwu.

Mobile city gantry.

At 1:00am, the recapture battle of the Longmen Guard Bureau started half an hour later.

Lower City, District 24.

Dr. Wang Qihe stood in front of an empty canteen, holding their chests together, lost in deep thought.

"The store is empty. There are usually gangsters here, and the general income is divided into [-] and [-]. Now there is no food and no daily necessities. It doesn't look like it was robbed."

"Why is it only [-]%? Isn't this robbery?"

"Seventy percent, seven cities still belong to them, and the remaining [-]% depends on the face of their local gangsters."

"Isn't that a kneeling beggar?"

"Hey, doctor, if you want to say this, you are begging on your knees. Just kneeling and begging, how many people can't get enough!"

After inspecting for nearly one kilometer and across two districts, everyone still didn't see any civilians, and the buildings were empty everywhere.

Whether it was workers, businessmen, civilians, or homeless people, they all seemed to have completed their evacuation and disappeared without a trace.

"There was no sign of a fight, it looked like a spontaneously organized evacuation — ah, look, there was graffiti."

Turning on the flashlight, Wang Qi illuminated a wall under the rain curtain, on which there were vaguely written a few big Victoria words, but it was a little blurry because of the rain.

"Farewell to Longmen, respect the new life!"

"It seems that they may have really gone after a new life?"

According to W's previous thoroughness, Wang Qi had seriously guessed that the integration movement planned to take away the slums just like Chernobog, and use them as a revolutionary base.

Now it seems that the possibility is very high. The integration movement neither intends to save people and lose land, nor does it intend to save land and lose people—they want them all.

After all, for these refugees whose lives are thinner than paper, and the poor who have been oppressed all year round, the life in Longmen may not be worth nostalgic.

Here, they are undoubtedly servants. Perhaps Chen sir and Shi Huaiya are all working to improve the environment here in terms of the legal system and living environment, but they have had little effect for a long time.

But top-down reforms have always been difficult, not to mention the two of them. Wang Qi read Longmen's electronic newspapers over the years and knew that Wei Yanwu had also personally reformed the ecology of the slums many times, but still had little effect.

Every time the policy is implemented, the merchant associations and citizen associations in Longmen will make countless stumbling blocks, and some people will even encourage citizens to take to the streets to protest, intensifying the confrontation between poor areas and ordinary citizens.

The citizens regard the people in the slums as parasites, and discriminate against the infected people among them.

And the integration movement will indeed treat everyone equally and treat them as equals.

Soldiers are called combatants, and Kingslayers and Mephistos are called commanders.

And in the past few days, Wang Qi also knew that the integration movement also had a literacy school, which provided three meals a day steadily every day, and the treatment was better than that of the army of some countries.

The current integration movement is different from the integration movement in the original work, which only chanted slogans to make big cakes. It shows real benefits-they are the coolest army in the world.

"It's true that it's a better choice to go with the integration movement than to rot in the slums - but not everyone thinks so, people are different, believe me, Wang Qi, not everyone Everyone has the guts to gamble."

Hearing Wang Qi's speculation, the doctor shook his head.

"It's more like the place after it was cleared. It's clean and convenient for combat—maybe some people don't want to leave, but the integration movement must force them to leave, or in other words, protect them."

The doctor looked at the alley where he was, and listened attentively, but he could only hear the thunder rolling in the distance, and the patter of the rain on the plastic shed.

"I can't hear it too far, and I can't hear the sound of guns and guns, but I guess these areas are divided into battlefields-and, there may have been fighting."