The entrance to the tunnel was buzzing with activity.
"Stop! Stop!"
"No, Xiao Haishan! Move the traffic cones beyond the curve! Pull them from the slow lane to the fast lane slowly!"
"Oh, right!"
"Run, hurry up!"
Initially, the fast lane was still passable, and some daring drivers could drive past the overturned tanker, which was why, when Fang Huai arrived, a traffic jam had not yet formed.
But now the road was blocked, and as time had reached ten o'clock, traffic began to increase. Soon, the vehicles in front of the tunnel were packed closely together.
Everyone finally realized that even traffic control was a skillful task when facing these oncoming vehicles.
Fortunately, the traffic cones had gradually occupied the entire bend, with someone waving every hundred meters, allowing the drivers coming from behind ample time to react, knowing there was an accident ahead and to slow down gradually.