The "Beacon Evening News" newspaper office now uses a drum printing machine produced by "Northern Industries".
This large machine worth thousands of New Zealand dollars is the most expensive fixed asset in the newspaper office. Most of the transfer fee paid by Sean is because of this big guy.
The printing team leader and several of his deputies are all experienced workers, and they can handle some simple failures by themselves.
The young workers followed several masters towards the second floor of the machine, and Sean and others followed.
Arriving at the second floor of the cast-iron corridor, the team leader pointed to the window above where the sunlight was slanting in: "It's the stuff that was thrown in from there. It was dark, so I couldn't see it clearly..."
Several old workers asked the young people to get their tools, and then they jumped on the machine.
Taking the things thrown by the young people, they used crowbars to remove the ink-stained belts. The day's newspaper that was just being printed was now covered in messy graffiti, like a newspaper published in a lunatic asylum.
The exhaust fan blew up the out-of-control newspapers, and the "Crazy Evening News" flew around in the basement, occasionally blocking the sunlight that slanted into the basement...
The belt was removed, and the team leader's faded blue work clothes were dyed black. At this moment, he and another old man were disassembling some fasteners with a big wrench.
The basement was extremely quiet, and everyone was waiting for the judgment of a few master craftsmen: if it was a minor fault, they could fix it themselves, and the evening paper could be printed smoothly today.
If it's a big trouble and requires someone from the manufacturer to come and repair it, then today's newspaper will be in ruins...
For a newspaper that is advertising overwhelmingly, the loss of one day of suspension is immeasurable.
Knowing this, Chandler and the workers had extremely nervous looks on their faces.
The printing team leader turned on the machine. He bent down and carefully observed something between the gears: "What the hell is this..."
He frowned and threw the wrench aside.
The team leader put his hand into the machine, biting his cheek and exerting force, like a native digging out python eggs in a cave.
Sean's bad premonition reached its peak. He ignored the ink on the machine, jumped on the machine, and walked to the team leader in a few steps.
The team leader gasped and took out the thing stuck in the machine, and Sean's nose wrinkled instinctively.
The sun illuminated the thing, and there was a gasp in the basement.
The thing that the team leader was holding in his hand was almost impossible to identify as a whole. We could only barely make out certain parts of it from its uncomfortable appearance.
Black feathers, curled black claws.
After staring for a long time, people recognized it. It seemed to be a raven.
The raven was covered in black ink and had been completely deformed by the machine.
It seemed that it was not something thrown in by others, but a crazy bird that plunged into the machine...
Everyone present, including Norton, held their breath.
What Sean saw when he turned around was tensed and livid faces.
He knew that to the New Testament people, the raven was an ominous symbol.
And such a big raven rushed directly into the machine from the window, got stuck between the gears, and stopped the machine. The ominous meaning in this was self-evident.
Fear echoed throughout the basement, and the superstitious printers began to look at each other helplessly.
"Can it be fixed?" Sean Dickinson's voice broke the dead silence - I don't know why, in this weird atmosphere, his voice was like a clear spring, washing away the rancid foam.
Throwing the deformed body of the raven onto the cast-iron corridor, the team leader quickly said: "It can be repaired - it can be done in half an hour."
Editor-in-Chief Norton also came to his senses, and his voice was like rolling thunder: "Okay, okay, nothing strange, everyone can go back to their posts. We still have to print more than 30,000 newspapers today..."
At the urging of the president and editor-in-chief, the crowd began to disperse.
But both Norton and Sean felt that although the raven was quickly cleared away, it still lingered in people's hearts.
The originally high-spirited atmosphere in the newspaper office was mixed with a bit of uneasy suspicion due to this unexpected incident.
It would be better if nothing goes wrong...
Almost everyone has this idea in their mind.
Norton is naturally repelled by strange events, and he can quickly put such illusory things behind him.
However, as he walked up the cast iron stairs, something suddenly flashed in his peripheral vision.
He saw that the deformed raven seemed to be standing on the head of some worker.
He was so frightened that he turned around and saw that it was a black cotton hat with a somewhat funny shape.
Norton let out a long breath.
Finding that the editor-in-chief who was following him stopped and looked into the printing factory, Sean turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
Norton came back to his senses and continued walking up, while replying: "It's okay."
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After reflecting on the "infamous" incident, it turned out that Sean's approach was not imprudent.
Even though he thought it was just a coincidence that the raven crashed into the machine, he still used his spiritual vision in an instant to check the entire basement and left only after confirming that there was nothing unusual.
However, whether that inspection was comprehensive and in-depth enough is open to question.
The reason why a more detailed examination was not carried out was not because Mr. Dickinson acted frivolously out of complacency, but because he was too busy with things at the time.
He will soon communicate with a relatively large advertising agency about cooperation.
After finishing the personnel recruitment, he had to rush to the Independent Reporter's Office to catch up on the manuscript...
The only flaw is that Sean, as the head of a newspaper, cannot be a qualified detective at the same time.
This also paved the way for that terrible incident to happen under his nose, which made people feel helpless.
It was this incident that made Sean Dickinson regret it later, and he made up his mind not to just focus on his career, but to always leave enough awareness to be aware of the prying eyes and threats from the mysterious side.
Sean asked himself countless times after the incident whether he had even the slightest chance to prevent the development of things...
Although he knew that he was busy with the evening newspaper and had very few choices at the time, so the answer was always no, he still felt resentful.
Just because of the understandable but unavoidable moment of negligence at the time, it later directly led to the tragic death of a young man in the newspaper office.
And that death was like a bloody key, which finally opened up another mysterious story to everyone's surprise.
However, no matter how bizarre the subsequent events are, what should be done now is to continue the narrative in a reasonable chronological order.
After the raven incident, time passed quickly, and soon it was the morning of the next day...
