Chapter 021 Live Broadcast Begins

Zhang Sanri was driving while Qin Mengmeng was writing documents in the car.

Evidence of Xincheng High School’s unqualified fire protection standards and corrective measures.

This will be used for reporting later.

There is a joke on the Internet about how to summon the □□ organization in this safe society. Most of the methods are related to the construction industry, such as dump trucks dumping construction waste in illegal locations and quarries destroying the environment.

The construction industry is full of filth and corruption. Qin Mengmeng has only worked on a construction site for two years, but she fully understands why all good people want to leave this industry.

But thanks to this, she is not afraid of Xincheng High School at all.

The school is really the easiest social organization to deal with. If it was something like a coal mine with problems, she wouldn't care.

After all, we are all still children in school.

Zhang Sanri drove the navigation system to the building materials market and asked hesitantly on the way, "Are we really going to continue doing the work on the construction site tonight?"

Qin Mengmeng glanced at him from the passenger seat and said, "Didn't we agree on this before? We need to clean up the garbage in the corridor tonight."

“Trash can’t be left in the hallway all the time.”

She said this as if it were some self-evident truth.

Zhang Sanri made a sad face, which made Qin Mengmeng want to laugh.

For a barrister like him in a suit and tie, I really don't know what he will look like when he changes into work clothes, puts on work shoes, wears a safety helmet, and walks among a pile of construction waste.

"By the way." Qin Mengmeng asked, "Can you fight?"

Zhang Sanri stared at the road, holding the steering wheel steadily, and shuttled through the crowded road around seven or eight in the afternoon.

"What does this mean?"

"I'm just asking if you have any experience in dealing with sudden violent situations."

"Is it a one-on-one fight, or a group fight with two rows of people standing face to face? Is it a fight in a boxing gym, or a sudden mass incident?"

Qin Mengmeng whistled.

"The kind that occurs when a group of people are in an emergency?"

Zhang Sanri smiled and said, "I'm a lawyer. I think I have a lot of experience in dealing with this kind of thing."

"But you're still a bounty hunter." Qin Mengmeng said, "What about the kind that fights alone when they meet on a narrow road?"

Zhang Sanri said, "I'm afraid this won't be very useful in there."

He thought for a moment and said, "There was a host before. I remember it was... No. 45. He looked very powerful, with a muscular body and was brave and aggressive. But he died even faster than that schizophrenic patient."

"Ghosts are immune to physical attacks." Qin Mengmeng buried her head in writing documents and said calmly, "That's normal."

“Wait,” she frowned, “Schizophrenia? You said one of the anchors is even schizophrenic?”

"Yes."

Qin Mengmeng: “…”

How come this live broadcast room accepts all kinds of anchors?

She wouldn't be proud if all the seventy-six anchors she defeated were this kind of people.

“But maybe there are geniuses among schizophrenia?”

"No. 45 does seem to have a high IQ." Zhang Sanri said, "But those ghosts inside...are actually more human than humans. People prefer normal people."

He sneered, "This is the most troublesome part, you know? People are the most difficult to deal with."

"People are also the easiest to deal with." Qin Mengmeng didn't care. "So, although you said you are now a bounty hunter, you actually can't fight, right?"

Zhang Sanri remained silent for a long time, then said, "I'm signing up for a class."

We have arrived at the building materials market.

Qin Mengmeng had written less than half of the document in her hand when she put down her phone, thinking that mobile phones were not as useful as computers. Maybe she should go home and take out the computer from her study.

But she quickly dismissed the idea.

She didn't dare go home.

Qin Chuan is at home.

Today’s home is like a Schrödinger’s box, but inside the box is not a cat, but a bomb with its fuse in a superposition state.

If Qin Mengmeng didn't touch it, nothing would happen, but if she opened the box, it would be hard to say whether the bomb would explode.

It's hard not to be afraid.

She closed the document, put down her phone, and said, "Let's go. The market will close soon. Let's buy something while there are still a few shops open."

Mainly a big trash can.

If possible, Qin Mengmeng actually wanted to drive a truck in.

But firstly, the truck at home belongs to Qin Dashan, and he drives the car outside all year round. The last time Qin Mengmeng said she was going home, she would come back for a short time and went out again soon.

Secondly, that thing is too big.

There are not enough incense sticks.

Even a small van has to be five square meters in size, five incense sticks. Go in and out again - ten incense sticks for the round trip.

This is just the amount of Qin Mengmeng's wealth.

She doesn't think it's necessary unless there is a big project.

The large trash can is less than one cubic meter and can be filled with things before taking them in. Once in, you don’t have to take them out.

She thinks this is more cost-effective than a car.

After buying the two large trash cans, I wandered around and bought some small tools, composite boards, standard pipes, hardware and other small things that might be used at any time. I finally filled the two trash cans and had someone deliver them to the warehouse.

After settling down in the warehouse, it was almost nine o'clock.

Qin Mengmeng also asked Zhang Sanri whether he wanted to take off his suit.

Zhang Sanri said with a sad face, "Oh, how will people see this?"

But I still obediently changed into cheap, wear-resistant and safe thick clothes.

Qin Mengmeng had already made it clear that it was impossible for him to get something like a first-row seat to change the world in the live broadcast room, so she didn't quite understand why Zhang Sanri was so persistent.

Maybe he was planning to kill her during the live broadcast.

But she really didn't care.

She hadn't planned on controlling the ghost with anything like the power of a tablet or anything else, but the ghost actually became her friend or something like that.

In short, the little devil is happy to keep her safe.

When the live broadcast ended last night, it was actually Xiao Gui who took the initiative to ask to protect Qin Mengmeng's safety.

Qin Mengmeng thought at that time that he wanted to go out and see his grandmother.

Just rejected it directly.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to, it’s just that she doesn’t have the time.

The live broadcast schedule is too tight and the time is very long. Depending on the changes in the solar terms, she live broadcasts for about seven or eight hours a day. In addition to the time for sleeping and eating, she also has to do preparation work.

It takes at least one and a half days to go to Huangxin Village and back.

She told the kid that she didn't have that much time.

But the kid says he's sorry so please let him help.

Qin Mengmeng knew why he was sorry; it was because of that simple conversation about battery power.

It seemed like a joke, but it contained murderous intent.

Qin Mengmeng's work was completed, and Xiaogui's house was renovated, so she had no use for it.

The kid didn't mean to kill her.

But there is a possibility that Qin Mengmeng was afraid that after she became useless, she would lose the chance to survive, so she tampered with the work process and tried to use a tablet computer that needed to be charged every day or something else.

To control him.

If they do that, then they are still not friends, but enemies.

If they are enemies, we will fight to the death. He will definitely kill her.

But Qin Mengmeng predicted his prediction.

So in this little prisoner's dilemma, the two people teamed up to achieve the most favorable outcome for both of them.

A pair of friends who can trust each other.

Qin Mengmeng proved that she can be trusted.

The imp also proved his loyalty.

What about Zhang Sanri? Is he a trustworthy person?

Qin Mengmeng turned her head to take a look at the lawyer-turned-bounty hunter and gave a faint smile with interest.

The interactions between people are so interesting.

Nine o'clock.

The live broadcast begins.

"Welcome Mr. Robot to the live broadcast room..."

"Welcome the little bear to the live broadcast room..."

"Welcome AAA peach wholesalers to the live broadcast room..."

…

[Blood and Flesh Monk: Why is there one more person today! ]

[Mr.Robot: Has the matter of the murder on rainy night been resolved? ]

[Little Bear Doll: Good evening, Mengjie. I have been waiting for you for a long time! I have been waiting for you all day~]

[AAA peach wholesaler: Woohoo! Finally the map has been changed. I am getting a little tired of staying in the bathroom for so long.]

…

Qin Mengmeng felt warm in her heart as she watched the comments pop up one after another.

It felt pretty good to have so many people waiting for her.

Chen Liu said that everyone in their school wants to be an anchor, perhaps because the profession of anchor is so wonderful.

She raised her head and looked around, and said helplessly: "Why is it here again?"

She and Zhang Sanri appeared at Xiaogui's house together.

If the starting point of each live broadcast is at Xiaogui’s house...

The camera shooting in the live broadcast room is so smart, but the design of the birth point is so clumsy.

The little ghost stood in the corner of the clean room and said, "It's okay. If it's you, it's okay to come here every day. Anyway, different people have grown up in my house every day before."

Qin Mengmeng accepted the kindness.

She turned around and introduced to everyone the two green trash cans behind her that were as high as her chest.

Just the biggest ones that everyone sees on the street.

Very thick hard plastic with a green material with a simple recycling symbol painted on it.

"Let's continue working today. Before we get started, let me introduce this person to you."

She pointed to the hound next to her.

"I saw a lot of people asking in the live broadcast room. This person is actually a friend who was in the live broadcast room before. You may have seen him speak."

The Hound took off his glasses, watch and suit, and his image was completely different from before.

"I'm a hound."

He nodded into the void with a blank expression on his face.

The camera in the live broadcast room completely captured the coldness he wanted to show.

【Little Bear Doll: ??? Sister Meng, what happened while you were off the air that you hid from us? 】