"Dorago Saffron...I think I've heard of this name."
The female reporter fell into deep thought.
Remembering a person's name is a basic quality in this industry, but her mind was filled with too many things, and the reality became illusive. She only vaguely remembered that she made a decision one night to imitate a certain person. A senior exposed the illegal activities that have been going on for many years.
However, things soon came to light. After her filming and recording equipment was confiscated, she was forced into a small cubicle by the company's security personnel. They put the device that looked like a motorcycle helmet on her head. After that, It's a never-ending nightmare.
The encounter with Dorago Saffron was before that.
The reporter checked the time again and again, and had to admit with difficulty that more than a year had passed since the night of the sneak investigation.
In the world of nightmares, the passage of time became unclear. She thought that a month or less had passed.
Then, she remembered something again and asked, "Where is my companion? A cameraman, he was also arrested at that time."
"You're betrayed."
Angre felt that this might be the type that people often call helping count the money after being sold. In this day and age, being enthusiastic will only dig your own grave. "Before you take action, your colleagues have already betrayed your plan." To the company.”
Two journalists with a strong sense of justice sneak into the investigation and reveal the truth about the company. This is only done in those TV dramas that are used to deceive people.
It is simply a miracle that the female reporter in front of me can survive to this day.
Angre glanced at the booklet on the bedside table, which contained Dorago's notes.
Perhaps, it's not entirely a miracle.
Dorago secretly solved a lot of troubles for her, but judging from the female reporter's reaction just now, she didn't have a deep impression of Dorago, at least not so familiar that she could immediately think of him when he mentioned his name.
This is in line with Dorago's long-standing style.
Hide in the shadows and solve trouble in your own way.
However, the love story between the professional killer and the female reporter hastily ended due to practical factors before it officially began.
The female reporter's reckless character finally got her into big trouble.
The forces behind the creation of Dreams are complex, and even Dorago cannot go to war with the company over this.
Those hot-blooded killers who go through fire and water for love and fight to the death with the company and family are only images in the movies. In the real world, companies are the foundation for their lives. However, leaving the female reporter's life behind is the bad taste created by the dream. Whether it was the result of Dorago's mediation, he had no way of knowing.
"You said I was betrayed?"
The female reporter's eyes widened, unwilling to believe this cruel fact, "How is this possible?"
"Here."
Angre took out a stack of photos from the drawer. The protagonist in all the photos was a slightly fat man. These were daily photos. They looked ordinary, but an insider could tell the secret at a glance - —These daily life photos cover the main daily routes of action for fat men.
This is the necessary investigative work for a professional killer before taking action.
Along with the photos, there is a cut report.
The report widely publicized that Dream Manufacturing takes in homeless elderly people, provides them with a good living environment, seeks benefits, and strives to solve social problems in the 17th District. It can be said to be a conscientious enterprise in the new era.
It was precisely because of this report that Meimeng Manufacturing was selected as one of the local conscientious enterprises that year.
"This report was written after he returned to the newspaper. In return, the company supported his promotion and he soon reached the position of editor-in-chief of the newspaper."
Angre leisurely filled in the content that the female reporter had missed during the year, and also tried to make her give up her naive ideas and realize what the city was really like.
"Where is he now? I want to argue with him!"
In the face of the evidence, the female reporter finally accepted these cruel facts, but other than that, she could not think of any other way.
Her press pass was also taken away by Dream Production, and she disappeared out of thin air for a year. I am afraid that her identity as a reporter has long been taken away.
"Miss Marlene, you don't have to worry about this."
Angre called out the female reporter's name. He admitted that the series of reactions of the female reporter brought some fun to his boring life. She seemed to be living in another world. Maybe Dorago was also in the mood at that time. After seeing this, he began to observe Marin's behavior secretly.
In addition to his work content, what Dorago recorded the most was his observation diary of Marlene.
It's just that he always felt that Dorago's emotions were a little special.
The emotions between the lines are not like treating a lover, but more like facing a potted plant, watering it carefully and cutting it, and waiting for the day when its branches and leaves will flourish.
In the investigation of abnormal cases, there is a department that specializes in the study of professional killers and perverted murderers. According to criminal psychology, their inner world is different from ordinary people, and most of them have an almost paranoid possessiveness.
For someone who destroyed his "observation potted plant", Dorago would naturally not be able to let the other person reach the peak of his life.
"Your colleague held a grand party on the day he was promoted to editor-in-chief. It was held on the outdoor terrace on the top floor of the most famous hotel in the downtown area. The party lasted until the early morning. He drank a lot that day and was with other people. He took a small amount of illegal drugs under his instigation.”
Perhaps Dorago thought it would be an advantage to be shot in the head on the way home, so he carefully planned a magnificent death for the other party.
"That night, his life reached its peak. He saw a rainbow bridge appearing on the edge of the outdoor platform, welcoming him to the new world, so he climbed over the guardrail without hesitation, and before everyone could react, , walked onto the bridge.”
Falling to death.
The next report made Marlene wince. She stared at the report for a long time before she uttered two words in disbelief, "Dead?"
The report mentioned the follow-up investigation by law enforcement officials, which concluded that the incident was suicide due to overdose of illegal drugs.
When law enforcement officers arrived at the scene, it was even difficult for them to identify the deceased directly from the scene.
For this report, the general public in District 17 applauded.
The world is missing another corporate lackey.
"Well, dead."
Angre nodded in confirmation.
This may be the romance of killers. They are not good at planning romantic scenes and can only express their feelings with a carefully planned death.
"That……"
Marlene seemed to understand something. Even though the name Dorago was still hidden in the fog in her memory, her intuition as a reporter told her that everything Angre just said was inescapably related to Dorago. .
"died."
Another straightforward answer.
Marlene stared at Angre for a long time. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but all the words ended up stuck in her throat, leaving her at a loss as to where to start.
On the contrary, Angre comforted her, "This is normal. In this profession, you either kill or you are killed. I have been prepared since the day he decided to do this."
