Chapter 85 [014] Rabbit reporter, on assignment
Chapter 85 [014] Rabbit reporter, on assignment
District 3 of the outer city, the headquarters of the Night Dragon Society, 9 a.m.
An armored van was driving on a patched-up cement road, with the words "News Interview Vehicle" and "Crime Fighter Magazine" printed on the side of the vehicle.
"Hurry up! We're late! We should turn right here! Turn right!"
A rabbit Fury man sitting in the passenger seat was directing a turtle Fury man to drive.
This "tortoise and the hare" combination is the magazine's death squad. Whenever they have to go to the dangerous outer city for an interview, the editor-in-chief who knows how to assign people to the right positions will think of them.
The turtle uncle driving the car was very slow and steady. He was highly beast-like, and if you didn't look closely, you couldn't tell whether he was a Furui man or a turtle in clothes. Only his hands and feet still retained some human characteristics.
Miss Rabbit in the passenger seat was the opposite, very impatient and irritable. She was not very beastly, and from the front, only the two rabbit ears on top of her head could be seen.
The rabbit ears are not very long, and are brown like her lush short hair. Her animal gene is brown-haired short-eared rabbit.
"Left! Left! This time it's left!"
Miss Rabbit is an assignment reporter for Crime Fighter magazine, and Uncle Turtle is a driver and security guard. He has a licensed double-barreled rifle under the steering wheel.
Although the turtle driver is good at both offense and defense and once killed three robbers on his own, he also has the weakness of having a poor memory and cannot remember the way, so he needs the rabbit reporter to remind him.
"Right here! Stop the car and I'll go do the interview right away! Wait here until I come out!"
Reporter Rabbit unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car. However, her breasts were so full that they were in the way, so this action wasted some time.
"It's too late! It's too late! Today is the deadline!"
The bunny reporter jumped out of the van, revealing his brown and white bunny tail, a plush ball behind his shorts that looked particularly nice.
"Stop! Who are you?" the guard at the door of the Night Dragon Society headquarters asked as a routine question.
"I'm a reporter from Crime Fighter magazine! I want to interview your young master! I've made an appointment!"
The guard used the phone at the door to confirm, and the rabbit reporter was so anxious that he kept jumping high on the spot.
The guards couldn't bear to watch this unintentional "jumping dribble". They were worried that it would affect the image of the Night Dragon Society, so they all looked away.
"Come in, our young master is waiting for you."
For similar reasons, the guards did not conduct a body search on the rabbit reporter. He looked particularly weak, and his unzipped shoulder bag revealed interview tools such as a camera.
"Thank you! I'll be there right away!" Rabbit reporter rushed into the open door.
The guard shouted from behind: "It's the tea room on the third floor of the main building! It's diagonally opposite the conference room!"
"Thank you! I got it! Main building, main building, main building, main building..." The rabbit reporter ran very fast, as fast as lightning.
As soon as she found the main entrance of the main building, she heard the alarm sound from the recorder hanging on her chest.
In the Earth era, voice recorders have become as common as mobile phones, but there are no mobile phones in Huanshi City, and voice recorders are professional equipment only available to journalists.
Rabbit reporter turned on the small screen of the recorder and saw a big red mark on the schedule. Her face changed immediately.
"Damn it! How come everything happened at the same time? No, there's no time! I can only rely on my will. Don't underestimate the willpower of reporters!"
With her bunny tail swaying behind her shorts, the female reporter climbed up to the third floor. The tea room was right opposite the meeting room, which was easy to find.
The door of the tea room was ajar, and a bald man with many gold pieces on his chest was leaning against a nearby wall.
"Hehehehe~ Miss reporter, after you've interviewed the young master, can you also interview me? I'm Zhu Shengzhi, the second in command of the Night Dragon Society..."
Qin Jiandan cursed in the tea room: "Zhu Shengzhi, no one invited you here. This is an important interview related to the reputation of the guild, get out of here!"
Zhu Shengzhi hid aside dejectedly and let the rabbit reporter enter the tea room.
At the same time, he cursed in his heart: Qin Jiandan doesn't know how to respect his seniors! I hope you can be assassinated someday!
The tea room has two square tables and eight folding chairs. Its original purpose was to provide a place for people to have tea and snacks when they are tired from meetings.
However, all the team leaders were busy fighting for power in the meeting room, and arguing with each other was the norm. It was impossible for them to go to the tea room to chat, so the tea room had been idle for a long time.
Fortunately, Aunt He cleans the tea room regularly, so it remains clean and tidy.
Qin Jiandan sat behind a square table by the window and extended his hand to invite the rabbit reporter to sit opposite him.
The square table is not big, just enough for playing mahjong. There are folding chairs behind the two people, which looks simple and brings people closer together.
The purpose of this interview with "Crime Fighter" is to uncover the truth about the "Settlement No. 49 Massacre". Qin Jiandan needs to leave a good impression on the reporter and win the public opinion war with the Nian Society.
"I'm sorry I'm late! The driver didn't know the way and needed me to remind him!"
The rabbit reporter apologized immediately after sitting on the chair, as if she didn't want to leave a bad impression on the young master of the Night Dragon Society.
Qin Jiandan shook hands with the other party across the table, trying to use less force so as not to crush the small hand of the rabbit reporter. The rabbit reporter opened his bag and took out a camera, shorthand book and other interview tools, which quickly occupied half of the table.
"Hehehe, the entire Ringstone City, whether it's above ground or underground, all the routes are memorized in my mind! I'll run to the scene of the incident like a rabbit to interview!"
Qin Jiandan complained in his heart: You are a rabbit...
Qin Jiandan looked at the other party more carefully:
The eyes are large and lively, full of curiosity. The brown hair is much thicker than that of humans, and although it is short, it is very thick.
With two brown rabbit ears on its head, it listens carefully to the movements around it, as if it is ready to run away immediately if there is any danger.
In terms of clothing, he was wearing a simple short-sleeved shirt with a decorative collar and shorts, with bare legs and a pair of running shoes on his feet.
Compared to the denim shorts that Vale likes to wear, the shorts of Rabbit Reporter are made of thinner material and are smaller in size.
Her belly button and a section of her white waist were exposed between her shirt and shorts.
Qin Jiandan had long discovered that the Furui people didn't seem to like covering their skin. If everyone in Huanshi City became a Furui person one day, this place would become a giant nude bathing place.
Be careful! If you dress like this in the outer city, are you from Furui or Fuli?
Reporter Rabbit began to introduce himself:
"Master Qin, I forgot to mention that I'm a correspondent for Crime Fighter magazine! My name is Ding Ling!"
"I'm thirsty, can I have some water? Sorry, I'll have to pour it myself!"
Ding Ling jumped up from the folding chair and went to get the water utensils on the water table by the wall. Many cold cups were filled with second-grade water that had been filtered and boiled.
The bunny-eared girl was lively and active, a little timid but cheerful. Qin Jiandan felt that she was not difficult to get along with, and this interview was a good omen.
Ding Ling drank a glass of water, took another glass of water, and sat back on the folding chair.
She took off the nylon string that tied the recorder from her neck, opened the recorder and laid it flat on the table:
"Then let's start the interview with a casual chat! I'm going to start recording! Master Qin, you don't know, right? I've interviewed Sheriff Mu Yue before!"
Qin Jiandan was slightly surprised but not surprised, as Mu Yue's photo had been published in Crime Fighter.
"Hmm..." Ding Ling rested her chin on the rim of the water cup and looked up:
"Originally, I had no way to get close to Chief Inspector Mu Yue, so I had to use some of my family's connections..."
Qin Jiandan had just noticed the surname "Ding". He had done some research recently and knew that the three major families in the inner city were Luo, Ding, and Han. Ding Ling might be from the Ding family.
"Why is the eldest daughter of the Ding family..." Qin Jiandan had just finished speaking when the bunny-eared girl opposite smiled and waved her hand:
"Hahaha, I'm not some big lady! Mu Yue is the granddaughter of the Han family's patriarch. She's the kind of person who has privileges but doesn't want to use them. I'm different from her!"
"I am the illegitimate son of my mother and Fu Ruiren. I am a marginal person in the Ding family and I can't even get the edge of privilege! Last time, I was able to use some connections to interview Sheriff Mu Yue, which was a great honor for me!"
If the life story of the bunny-eared girl were told by a sentimental person, it might turn into a tearful drama, but Ding Ling didn't seem to care. She seemed quite satisfied with her job at the magazine.
Qin Jiandan thought to himself: If one of the parents is from Furui, then Ding Ling has been from Furui since birth...
"Master Qin!" Ding Ling suddenly raised her voice, "I heard that you are now Chief Inspector Mu Yue's boyfriend? Is this true?"
"It's true," Qin Jiandan nodded, "We plan to get married within six months."
Qin Jiandan originally planned to talk a lot about this, and it would be best if the magazine could do a special report on their marriage.
But after careful consideration, he decided to put official business first. Now the Nian Society was spreading the news that the Night Dragon Society had committed the massacre, and it would not do without explaining the truth about Settlement No. 49 in detail.
"Miss Ding Ling, let's talk about the massacre. The massacre did happen, but it was all done by the Ni'an Society. Sheriff Mu Yue was also nearby at the time, and you can verify what I said with her. If you are familiar with her, you will know that she will never give false testimony just because she is close to me..."
"That's right, then let's officially begin our interview!" Ding Ling took another sip of water. Her body temperature just wouldn't go down today.
Next, Qin Jiandan provided a lot of testimonies, and except for concealing the clue that the collector wanted to cut off Mu Yue's hands, he basically told the truth.
"Hmm... So the collector came to the Clown Group to buy the painting, and the Clown Group wanted to take the opportunity to kidnap him..."
Ding Ling wrote some key words in his shorthand notebook.
"The Jokers created a massacre to cause chaos. The Collector's bodyguards were killed in the melee, and the Collector himself was killed by Donald..."
Qin Jiandan was very satisfied with the performance of the rabbit reporter. Although she was a little late and was restless while sitting with her legs moving around, she was quite professional in the interview.
However, Ding Ling's endurance had reached its limit, and the beast part of his body was frantically gnawing at his remaining sanity.
Why are the deadline and the peak period on the same day? Please bear with it! The will of the reporter!
(End of this chapter)