District 3 of the Outer City, where the headquarters of the Night Dragon Club is located, 9 am.
An armored van was driving on the patched cement road, with the words "News Gathering Van" and "Crime Fighters Magazine" spray-printed on the side of the vehicle.
"Hurry up! We're late! We should turn right here! Turn right!"
A rabbit Fu Rui man in the passenger seat is directing the turtle Fu Rui man to drive.
This "tortoise and the hare" combination is the magazine's death squad. Whenever they go to dangerous outer cities for interviews, the editor-in-chief, who knows people well and takes charge of their duties, will think of them.
The uncle who drove the car was slow and steady. He is highly animalized, and it is impossible to tell whether he is a Furui or a turtle wearing clothes without looking carefully. Only his hands and feet still retain some human characteristics.
On the contrary, Miss Rabbit in the passenger seat is very impatient and irritable. Her level of animalization is not high, and from the front only two rabbit ears standing on top of her head can be seen.
The rabbit ears are not too long and are brown like the exuberant short hair. Her animal gene is brown-haired short-eared rabbit.
"Left! Left! This time it's left!"
Miss Rabbit is a foreign correspondent for "Crime Fighters" magazine, and Uncle Turtle is the driver and security guard. He keeps a licensed double-barreled gun 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 a short memory and cannot remember the road, so he needs the rabbit reporter to remind him.
"That's it! Stop the car and I'll go to the interview right away! You wait here for me to come out!"
Reporter Rabbit unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car. Because her breasts were so plump that they were in the way, this action wasted a little time.
"It's too late! It's too late! Today is the deadline!"
The rabbit reporter jumped out of the van, and the brown and white rabbit tail was revealed. It was a plush ball behind the shorts that looked very good to the touch.
"Stop! Who are you?" the guard at the gate of the Night Dragon Club headquarters asked routinely.
"I'm a reporter from "Crime Fighters" magazine! I want to interview your young master! I made an appointment!"
The guard used the door phone to confirm, and the rabbit reporter was so anxious that he jumped in place repeatedly.
This inadvertent "jumping and dribbling" caught the guards' attention. They were worried that it would affect the image of the Night Dragon Society, so they all looked away.
"Go in, our young master is already waiting for you."
For similar reasons, the guards did not search the Rabbit reporter. The other party looked particularly weak, and the interview equipment such as a camera was exposed in the unzipped satchel.
"Thank you! I'll be there right away!" Reporter Rabbit rushed into the open door in a flash.
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 understand! Main building, main building, main building, main building, main building..." 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.
Recording pens in the Earth Age have become as common as mobile phones, but there are no mobile phones in Huanshi City, and recording pens are also professional equipment only available to reporters.
Reporter Rabbit turned on the narrow screen of the recorder and saw a big red mark on the schedule. Her expression immediately changed.
"Damn it! How come everything has been rushed together? No, there is no time! You can only rely on your will. Don't underestimate the reporter's willpower!"
With her bunny tail swaying behind her shorts, the female reporter climbed up to the third floor. Opposite the easy-to-find conference room was the tea room.
The door of the tea room was ajar, and a bald man with many gold pieces on his chest was leaning against the nearby wall.
"Jiejiejiejie~ Miss reporter, after interviewing the young master, can you also interview me by the way? I am 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 away!"
Zhu Shengzhi hid aside dejectedly and let Reporter Rabbit enter the tea room.
At the same time, he secretly cursed in his heart: Qin Jiandan doesn’t know how to respect his seniors at all! It would be nice if you were assassinated anytime!
There are two square tables and eight folding chairs in the tea room. It was originally set up so that when you are tired from the meeting, you can come and drink tea and have some snacks.
However, all the team leaders were busy fighting for power in the conference room, and it was normal to get red-faced and noisy. It was impossible to go to the tea room to chat, so the tea room had been idle for a long time.
Thanks to Aunt He who cleans regularly, the tea room is kept clean and tidy.
Qin Jiandan sat behind the square table by the window and extended his hand to ask Rabbit reporter to sit opposite him.
The square table is not big and can barely be used to play mahjong. There are folding chairs behind the two of them, which looks simple and can shorten the distance.
The purpose of this interview by "Crime Fighter" is to reveal the truth about the "Massacre at Residential Complex No. 49". 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 doesn't know the road and needs me to remind him!"
Reporter Rabbit immediately apologized after sitting on the chair. It seemed that she didn't want to leave a bad impression on the young master of the Night Dragon Club.
Qin Jiandan shook hands with the other person across the table. He tried his best to hold back the force so as not to break the little hand of the rabbit reporter.
Reporter Rabbit opened his satchel, took out a camera, a shorthand notebook and other interview equipment, and soon occupied half of the table.
"Hehehe, the entire Stone Ring City, whether above or underground, the route is memorized in my mind! I will run to the scene of the incident as fast as a rabbit to interview!"
Qin Jiandan complained in his heart: You are just 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 a short hair type, it is very thick.
With two brown rabbit ears on his head, he listened carefully to the surroundings, as if he was ready to run away as soon as there was any danger.
In terms of clothing, he wore a simple half-sleeved shirt with a decorative collar and shorts, with bare legs and a pair of running shoes.
Compared with the denim shorts that Valle likes to wear, Reporter Rabbit's shorts are made of thinner material and smaller in size.
Between the shirt and shorts, her belly button and a white waist are exposed.
Qin Jiandan had long discovered that Furui people didn't seem to like covering their skin. If one day everyone in Huanshi City becomes a Furui person, this place will become a giant celestial bathing beach.
Be careful! When you dress like this in the outer city, are you a Furui person or a Welfare person?
Rabbit reporter began to introduce himself:
"Young Master Qin, I forgot to mention just now that I am a dispatched reporter from Crime Fighter magazine! My name is Ding Ling!"
"I'm thirsty. Can I have some water? Sorry, I'll pour it myself!"
Ding Ling jumped up from the folding chair and went to get the water set on the water table by the wall. Many cold cups contained filtered and boiled second-class water.
The bunny-eared girl is lively and active, although she is a bit timid but still cheerful. Qin Jiandan felt that the other party was not difficult to get along with, and this interview boded well.
Ding Ling, who drank a glass of water and brought another glass of water, sat on the folding chair again.
She took off the nylon rope hanging the recorder from around her neck, opened the recorder and laid it flat on the table:
"Then let's start the interview with small talk! I'm starting to record! Don't you know, Young Master Qin? I have interviewed Chief Mu Yue before!"
Qin Jiandan was a little surprised but not surprised. "Crime Fighter" had published Mu Yue's photo.
"Well..." Ding Ling held his chin on the rim of the water glass and looked upward:
"Originally, I had no way to get close to Sheriff Mu Yue, so I had to use some connections at home..."
Qin Jiandan 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 lady of the Ding family..." As soon as Qin Jiandan finished speaking, the rabbit-eared girl opposite smiled and waved:
"Hahaha, I'm not a young lady! Mu Yue is the granddaughter of the head of the Han family. She is the kind of person who doesn't want to use her privileges. I'm different from her!"
"I am the illegitimate son of my mother and the Furui people. I am a marginalized person that no one cares about in the Ding family. I can't even reach the edge of privilege! The last time I was able to use some connections to interview Sheriff Mu Yue, it gave me a lot of help. Save your face!"
If the rabbit-eared girl's life experience were given to a sentimental person, it might turn into a crying drama, but Ding Ling didn't seem to care. She seemed quite satisfied with her job in the magazine.
Qin Jiandan thought to himself: If one of his parents is from Furui, then Ding Ling has been from Furui since birth...
"Young Master Qin!" Ding Ling suddenly raised his voice, "I heard that you are now Sergeant Mu Yue's boyfriend? Is this true?"
"It's true," Qin Jiandan nodded, "We plan to get married within half a year."
Qin Jiandan originally planned to talk about this in detail. It would be best for the magazine to make a special report on their marriage.
But when I think about it carefully, I still have to put official matters first. Now the Nian Society is spreading everywhere that the Yelong Society caused the massacre. It is impossible not to explain the truth about the No. 49 settlement in detail.
"Miss Ding Ling, let's talk about the massacre. This massacre did exist, but it was all done by Nianhui. Chief Mu Yue was also nearby at the time. You can verify what I said with her. If you 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 our interview has officially begun!" Ding Ling took another sip of water. Her body temperature couldn't come down today.
Next, Qin Jiandan provided a lot of testimony. Except for concealing the clue that the collector wanted to chop off Mu Yue's hands, he basically told the truth.
"Hmm... So the collector came to the clown group to buy paintings, but the clown group wanted to take the opportunity to kidnap him..."
Ding Ling wrote some keywords in his shorthand notebook.
"The clown group created a massacre to cause chaos. The collector's bodyguard was killed in the melee, and the collector himself was killed by Donald..."
Qin Jiandan was very satisfied with the performance of reporter Rabbit. Although she was a little late and could not move her legs while sitting, she was quite professional in the interview.
However, Ding Ling's endurance had reached its limit, and the part of his body that belonged to the beast was frantically gnawing at the remaining sanity.
Why are the deadline and the deadline on the same day? Please bear with me! The will of journalists!
