Chapter 458: Chapter 169: Unusual Coordination, Pinghai Building!

Even if his off-road vehicle is privately owned, it can enter through Gate D when entering the Buffer Zone.

And the two armed pickups are originally meant to protect the transport vehicles, so it doesn’t matter if they queue up at Gate A when they reach the Buffer Zone entrance.

The most important thing is that transport vehicles are used for transporting goods; there are quite a few transport vehicles at the checkpoint itself, so the probability of being commandeered is low.

But armed pickups are different; if they get commandeered in an emergency and are damaged, it’s too troublesome to deal with repairs.

He immediately dialed Sang Hezheng’s number again to clarify the decision.

Sang Hezheng readily agreed and promised to get it done by eight o’clock in the evening.

The implication was that after eight o’clock in the evening, he could go over to pick up the car.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Ye felt relieved, "Free 200 units per month is nice, and occasionally I can charge the Collector at the rate of 10 points..."

"And with the monthly plan, it can also alleviate some financial pressure."

Just thinking about finally having the legitimate qualification to use fast charging gave Cheng Ye peace of mind.

But when he opened the panel.

Well, during sleeping time, not even 1% charge had gone in.

He pressed the bedside lamp switch, but sure enough, there was no response; the Buffer Zone had a power outage again.

Starting from seven in the morning until seven at night, the entire city basically experiences a 12-hour power outage.

"A single hydroelectric power station is manageable to power the Buffer Zone, but now there are so many Satellite Cities..."

As Satellite Cities keep increasing, and more and more refugees pour in, the electricity available is simply not enough.

"It seems that in the future, each Satellite City will have no choice but to build their own biogas power stations and solar power plants to fill the electricity gap; otherwise, industrial production simply can’t expand."

However, these are all matters for later; Cheng Ye dialed Long’s number again.

"Sir!" Long’s voice on the other end of the phone carried a bit of urgency, "The fifth person we were keeping an eye on seems to have sensed something wrong and disappeared from the residence last night; hasn’t returned since. Should we send someone to search?"

"No need to search." Cheng Ye wasn’t surprised; the fact that this person could hide under his nose for so long already showed he was smarter than the four who were caught. It’s normal for him to escape now.

"Just keep an eye on those four; they haven’t made any moves, right?"

"Rest assured! We’ve arranged over twenty militia members to rotate around the detention area; not even a fly can get in, definitely no one can save them!"

Long’s voice was full of confidence, "But these four have stubborn mouths; Elder He interrogated them all night, but they still insist they were just here to look around and won’t say anything else."

"No worries, tell Elder He not to stay up late; I’ll go over soon."

Cheng Ye hung up the phone, picked up a bucket and went to the water room, took a quick cold shower, changed into clean clothes, and set off for the mall.

The power of last night’s storm wasn’t small; Zone B7 wasn’t spared, and the low-lying areas by the roadside were filled with water.

Muddy water floated with yellow mud and scattered trash, looking exceptionally chaotic.

What made people frown even more was that many sewer outlets were spewing yellow sewage, with a sour and rotten stench wafting in the wind, making people unable to resist covering their noses.

Several community workers were using hooks to clear the clogs at the sewer outlets bit by bit.

The black sludge was shoveled out and piled by the roadside, waiting to be taken away later.

"Once the pedestrian street is built, this kind of situation must not happen..."

Cheng Ye watched this scene, shaking his head in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

The entire underground network of the Buffer Zone is connected, and the network in Zone B7 is just a small segment; even if the clogs here are cleared, if other areas are still clogged, the sewage will still overflow here.

To completely solve the issue, the higher-ups need to take charge and replace the entire old pipeline network in the Buffer Zone, but this project is too large.

Estimating half a year to a year might not be enough, and it might take several years.

Only when the Buffer Zone expands and upgrades will there be enough manpower and resources to completely renovate the network.

What can be done now is only to have people regularly clear the clogs and try to reduce the frequency of sewage overflow.

Cheng Ye quickened his pace, bypassing the sections with deep water, and soon entered the mall.

It’s still the place where Jiang Chuan was previously detained and interrogated, now converted into a temporary detention room.

A circle of militia members holding guns surrounded the entrance; the dark holes of the gun barrels pointed in all directions, even the ventilation windows were guarded, making it impossible to rescue anyone unless the Extraordinary came personally.

"Sir, we’ve tried all possible methods but it’s still no use."

Long walked up quickly, his face full of difficulty, "These four don’t seem like ordinary killers; they resemble deeply hypnotized death soldiers. Whether using force, offering benefits, or tricking them into thinking their companions have confessed, nothing gets through, and they just keep repeating the same few lines."

Cheng Ye nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the detention room.

The four people bound in the corner had chains as thick as an arm wrapped from their arms to their legs, tied like dumplings in several loops, leaving only their heads barely able to move.

Exposed wrists and ankles were covered with varying degrees of whip marks, some places had scabbed over.

It was evident that Elder He, responsible for the interrogation, had tried his best but still couldn’t extract any valuable information.

"Just pull one out, I’ll interrogate him personally." Cheng Ye’s tone was calm, without a hint of disturbance.

"Understood!"

Long immediately turned around, signaling the militia to open the door of the compartment, and pulled a person out by the chain.

The temporary interrogation room was next door to the detention room, a small room about a dozen square meters, with an iron table in the middle and two chairs.

The person pulled in was a young man, looking around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, his face fair and clean, and his hands without the slightest callus, seeming more like someone who stays indoors for a long time, a clerical worker.