“It is said that there will be a red alarm for heavy rainstorms tonight.”

"According to the predictions of the Meteorological Bureau and the judgment of the Urban Management Bureau, the drainage system of the capital city's water supply and drainage may cause siltation and accumulation of water if drainage is not timely."

"Especially in low-lying places, as well as near overpasses, passages, and viaducts that are already concave, a large area of ​​water that is as vast as before is not over the head of an off-road vehicle."

"The current traffic police, public security, firefighters, and people from the same system have all been dispatched."

"As a member of the Urban Management Bureau, our Urban Management Brigade's task at this time is to cooperate and speed up patrols in areas with severe siltation."

"You must know that heavy rainstorms affect sight, whether it is pedestrian or driving."

"And our city has the heaviest task. Now it is the time for large-scale development. Just think about how many projects are under construction in our patrol area recently."

"The most terrifying thing is the sudden hurricane that may exist in the heavy rain, the signs of construction sites, billboards hanging on the roadside, and bus stop signs, which have become the accident site."

There are dangers everywhere, life is really terrible.

After Lao Fu said this, the expression on Gu Zheng's face became serious. He stopped talking, but instead took the hooded black poncho handed to him by Lao Fu.

This kind of tools for sheltering the wind and rain during work patrols during rainy seasons, the more they highlight their energy in such harsh weather.

Although the colorful ponchos purchased by ordinary citizens who are fashionable and beautiful, and the color is also very rustic black and bright green warning strips, when worn in this weather, the average wind-level really has no choice but to use this kind of raincoat.

Quite a sense of security.

When Gu Zheng buckled his big-brimmed hat on his forehead, tied the raincoat hat tightly outside, and wrapped himself into a gua, the patrol car belonging to their brigade headed straight towards several places marked by yellow alarms.

‘Wow wow wow’…

As soon as the car entered a street, the rainwater from the car window washed out a small river.

Seeing this situation, Fu Sheng, who was knowledgeable, couldn't help but touched his chin with concern and muttered in a low voice: "It's not easy to deal with."

Who knew that as soon as his words fell, the contact walkie-phone in his hand rang.

"People from the city patrol brigade near Hongmen Village, please note that it is silt in Xiaogou Hutong now."

"The staff of the urban drainage discharge group are stepping up construction and requesting the Administration to dispatch personnel to nearby to carry out planning and dredging management arrangements."

"Repeat, Xiaogou Hutong and the streets at the three nearby intersections all need manpower reinforcements."

‘Thorn’

The signal is pretty good. After the signal of the walkie-phone was temporarily interrupted, the two formal team members and four or five temporary workers in the car looked at each other.

Then let’s go. The team is closest to me. It goes without saying which team this macro-control team is talking about to support.

Lao Fu turned the steering wheel directly, used his proficiency in the terrain to perfectly lead a shortcut, and headed straight to Xiaogou Hutong not far away.

Speaking of this alley, Gu Zheng's brows also frowned.

It is a complex situation comparable to the original Hongmen Village... one of the old alleys in the city.

This city with a slightly more profound historical culture will always encounter collisions between the old and the new when developing and managing. The clean, tidy and easy-to-manage high-rise buildings and ancient and primitive cultural heritage are developed in a coordinated manner.

The situation facing Xiaogou Hutong is very embarrassing. The residential areas are all very distinctive ancient buildings from the Ming and Qing dynasties, and some well-known famous courtyards are among them, making that area one of the units for cultural protection.

However, more and more vehicles and the expansion of the population have become a narrow alley where a car on the other side must have a car reversing to pass through perfectly... an unbearable pain.

Such an alley, coupled with the construction of public facilities such as bicycles, old debris, and garbage cans of residents living in the middle, makes the situation there even more complicated.

The most terrifying thing is that there are three alleys bordering the middle and rear section of this alley. Maybe at any time, a fast electric motorcycle will rush out from the small corner of the blind spot of sight. Hey, that's sour, don't mention it.

Gu Zheng, who took a deep breath, looked at the blue sign outside the alley getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, pulled the hat down, and when Lao Fu stopped the car, he pulled it open the car door.

What else can I do?

Just bite the bullet and go on.

"Comrades, the time is coming when you need you."

"In a group of two people, patrol all the three alleys involved in Xiaogou Hutong."

"Press the highlights of billboards and debris, and clear out dangerous obstacles falling from high altitudes in advance."

"Place yellow warning signs at the entrance of the alley, the kind that is slow to move dangerously."

"I know, it's really not easy to get out of this kind of weather. When the patrol is over, I'll invite you to Donglaishun, Grand View Garden, and let's have a good late-night snack!"

When he heard this, several temporary workers who were already depressed immediately jumped up.

"Thank you, Captain!"

"Thank you, Captain!"

One by one, one by one, who lined up like a repeater, got off the van, and each performed his duties rushed out in the rainy day and went on patrol.

As an old rule, after Lao Fu parked his car in a hidden parking space, he met with Gu Zheng. The two of them, which remained unchanged for thousands of years, headed straight to the middle of Xiaogou Hutong.

Along the way, they moved away three electric motorcycles, carried out an old sofa thrown by a huge citizen, and removed a billboard of "blind massage" made of iron pieces hanging above their heads.

After doing this set of work, Lao Fu, who was standing by, was full of question marks.

"Oh, I'll say Gu Zheng."

In this weather, Lao Fu basically yells when he wants to speak.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Why has your strength become so great? Or is it that you originally had such strength, but you just hide it deeply?"

Well, someone finally found out?

Gu Zheng also said that he was lying: "Uncle, why did I grow up so old? I am born with strength. I can't use it on weekdays, so there is no need to show it off."

"We are humans and not cows. We still need this in this life." Gu Zheng pointed to his temple: "Brain!"

That was, Fu Sheng nodded in agreement. He was the one with his brain. If he hadn't brought Gu Zheng in, how could he be promoted to the bottom of his life?

Fu Sheng, who was very satisfied, has no longer been surprised by Gu Zheng's performance of King Dali.

When he saw Gu Zheng walking out with an electric bicycle in one hand, he no longer thought about why the other party felt as relaxed as if he was carrying a green onion.

Just when the old and young people cleared the second half of the alley, they thought they could spend the night without any danger.

Suddenly, from the fork in the middle section of the alley, I heard a huge sound of brakes.

Such a harsh sound was clearly heard even in the rainy night when the noise filled my ears.

Gu Zheng and Fu Sheng, who looked at each other, were just stunned and ran hard towards the middle direction with their raincoats.

"Bang!"

Another huge impact sound!

It's still too late!

The off-road vehicle that suddenly turned around, because the road was slippery on the rainy day, could not hold back and hit the used telephone pole on the side of the road.

The semi-cement piers-like telephone poles on this road have long been replaced by more fashionable telephone poles in the city.

But the poles left here are also used by the waste by residents with great wise life.

It is regarded as an ancient billboard.

From time to time, I also brush up the notifications from the street office to nearby residents.

For example, the application for elderly cards for widowed elderly people and the collection of welfare protection for disabled people nearby.

The voting for the People's Election Conference is held, and the selection of new urban youth.

It became a very flavorful and stylish telephone pole.

But now, this stone pier that served nearby residents for half a lifetime finally fell down slowly under this sudden impact.
Chapter completed!