"Cough...ah..." Zichuan slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the ceiling with the GUYS logo. The strong smell of disinfectant came from the ceiling. He blinked hard twice to make himself see more clearly.
He turned his head and looked to the side. There was still a syringe in his right hand for infusion. Hibino Mirai was in the bed next to him, but he didn't seem to wake up yet. There was gauze wrapped around his right arm, and the evolution truster and shock wave transmitter were neatly arranged. Place it on the folded clothes on your back.
His head was a little tight and he stretched out his hand to touch it. It turned out that his head was also wrapped in a bandage... He straightened up, moved his still aching body a little, pulled out the needle in his hand, and then He changed out of his hospital clothes, quickly put on his clothes, put the transformer into his bag, and walked toward the door with the shock wave transmitter in hand.
"Mr. Zhichuan..." In the future, he had actually woken up a long time ago. He straightened up with his hands on his right arm and turned to look at Zhichuan's back:
"Your injury is not completely healed yet, so you can continue to receive free treatment here."
"I..." Zhichuan felt that he had no face to face the future. He had trampled on his goodwill. No matter what, he felt sorry for him... How could he have the embarrassment to continue to stay here...
"Sorry..." Leaving behind a sentence containing various apologies, Hiruchuan walked out of the ward and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was now 9:11 in the morning, which was working time, so there were no GUYS members here. , he breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to leave, a figure walked out of the corridor behind him and stopped him:
"Hey! You guys, are you just leaving like this?"
Hirukawa sighed softly, then turned around, and what he saw was Ryu Aihara wearing the GUYS captain's uniform. As his future best friend, he planned to come over to see the future after finishing his work early in the morning, and happened to bump into Hirukawa.
"Why, do you still want me to pay the medical bills?" Zichuan smacked his lips and tilted his head as if he wanted to be beaten, but his body was still sore, making him take a few breaths of cold air and reach out to support him. The wall then slowed down.
"You guy..." Long smiled helplessly:
"How can we possibly charge the medical expenses of our comrade who fights alongside us, the eighth fittest person?"
"Well..." Zichuan didn't want to say anything more. He turned around and was about to leave, but Long stopped him again:
"I put a memory monitor in your bag, you can contact us through that at any time."
"Huh?" Hiruchuan reached out and took out a memory display. Although it looked like an elderly machine, it had various special functions that were completely incomparable. The originally dark side of the back was also painted with a fire emblem...
"Who wants this thing..." Zhichuan turned around and gave the memory display back to Long. After seeing Long reaching out to catch it, he quickly turned around and took three steps and two steps to quickly leave here...
"Hey! Wait!" Long took the memory monitor and hurriedly caught up.
At the same time, in the reception area of Ouli Base, Secretary Maru, who was promoted to Assistant Officer, no, should be called Assistant Officer Maru. Assistant Officer Maru was being interviewed by many reporters on behalf of GUYS. There were various microphones used for the interviews, and the brands on them were There are also all kinds of strange things: like "TX Video", "SG TV Station", "KCB TV Station", "WYY Video"...
The questions reporters asked were also "Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing his magical powers." Although he and Auxiliary Officer Toriyama had accepted many interviews before, the Korean descendants were always easy to be tricked, and Maru naturally learned very little. Some coping skills, facing such a big scene all of a sudden, I was so nervous that I was sweating.
A young reporter wearing glasses and a camouflage vest said loudly:
"Assistant Maru, I heard that the monsters that have appeared in the past few days are all caused by nuclear waste. Is this true?"
"This... we are further investigating with the environmental department, please be patient!"
The reporter was obviously dissatisfied with the answer, and asked another question: "I heard that GUYS Base Phoenix Nest went to the moon to discharge nuclear waste to the moon. Is this really the case?"
"No such thing!" Assistant Officer Maru denied.
"Can you talk about the specific details?" The reporter kept chattering.
"I'm sorry, GUYS is on a mission to eliminate monsters. I have no further comment!" Assistant Officer Maru was very alert and didn't want to say anything more. After all, if these reporters caught a small loophole, hey, that's it. Countless rumors and rumors have come out, with titles such as "GUYS Official Statement".
"Tsk..." The young reporter's mind raced, and he suddenly had a bad idea: "Assistant Officer Toriyama just retired yesterday, and those monsters appeared. Before he retired, GUYS conducted a mission to investigate the hole. Why didn't you check it out in advance? Is it because Assistant Toriyama is retiring and will not take care of his work seriously?"
This time he stepped on a big thunder. Assistant Maru was so angry that his face turned red:
"Don't talk nonsense!"
A group of reporters, Assistant Maru, were angry. Not only did they not panic, they also hurriedly moved the microphone closer for fear of missing the big news.
"What's wrong..." Long chased Zichuan out and happened to see this scene. He glanced at Zichuan's thin back as he walked away, sighed unwillingly, and then immediately rushed to Assistant Officer Maru.
"Assistant Toriyama is an excellent commander of GUYS and very responsible. What qualifications do you have to slander him without any basis!" Assistant Maru couldn't tolerate this kind of slander against Assistant Toriyama, and his voice rose. A few decibels.
"Are you trying to protect your former boss?"
"I..." Before Assistant Maru could utter another word, he was pulled down by Long and led away behind him.
The reporters were chasing after them: "Are you guilty?!"
"I..." Assistant Maru wanted to turn around and argue, but he was immediately dragged into the base by Long, and the guards were asked to guard the door to stop these reporters.
Seeing that the interviewees were gone, the reporters were a little disappointed, but they immediately became happy again, because what they just recorded was enough for them to "point the country."
All media outlets left with smiles on their faces. The young reporter wearing glasses walked around and checked his own video. He couldn't help but smile with satisfaction: "Haha, this is worth talking about. I posted it this time!"
"Don't you think you're going too far?" The short-haired female reporter next to him, who also wore round-rimmed glasses, glared angrily, making him feel uncomfortable.
"Please, studying in the United States, popularity and traffic are the passwords to wealth. We are obviously from the same class, why don't you understand?" He said sarcastically to his old classmate.
The two obviously knew each other. They went to the same communication university and both became journalists after graduation.
"The teacher never taught you to slander others out of thin air like this, Shota!" Rumi pouted with a look of dissatisfaction.
"Haha, I don't think you're jealous of me because you didn't get the headlines, right?" Shota looked like he wanted to be beaten: "Let me see where you work now, yoyoyo, Gomora Newspaper Agency, you are just To be able to work in such a small newspaper with no reputation at all, hahahaha!" He laughed at her wantonly, and then pointed to his job badge proudly:
"Did you see that I am now working at the famous Ultraman newspaper? You should leave that poor newspaper as soon as possible. I can also consider letting you be my little follower to help me, hahaha!" After that! He laughed wildly and walked away.
"Hmph!" Rumi was very angry at this guy and stuck out her tongue at him: "Luanluoluo! Who wants to be your follower!"
She was too lazy to look at this guy's arrogant walking posture and turned to look to the side, but happened to see Zhichuan walking slowly while holding on to the wall.
"Huh? That person is..." She was a little unsure, so she walked over quickly, took a closer look, and suddenly looked happy: "Ah, it's really Mitsuhiko Hiruchawa!"
"Senior?" Zhichuan looked up at the young reporter wearing a reporter's uniform and didn't know what she was talking about.
"Yes, I read the news written by Hiruchawa Mitsuhiko-senpai when I was in school. It was very good!" As she spoke, she rummaged through her small satchel, seemingly looking for something.
"Hmph!" Zhichuan laughed at himself: "I have never written any good news..." Then he continued to take heavy steps, wanting to leave here.
"Huh? Hiruchuan-senpai, wait a minute!" As soon as Rumi took out her mobile phone and small notebook, she saw Hirukawa disappear in front of her eyes. She looked around but didn't see him, so she had to leave disappointed: "What... …”
When she returned to her small newspaper office, she couldn't help but tell the editor about today's events. Of course, she didn't mention her meeting with Hiruchuan.
This newspaper is indeed very small, with one editor-in-chief, two reporters, and two reporters who are also their editors. The three of them work in a relatively dark room. There is almost no plaque, and there are just a few words carved on the door beam. Crooked word: "Gomorrah Newspaper Agency"
It's relatively remote here, on the border between the city and the suburbs, and there are very few people coming and going. I print and distribute the newspaper myself. As for whether to sell it or not... it's up to chance, but the editor is a very particular person. He doesn't want hot news, only hot news. He looked for things that he felt were worth reporting. Even though the newspaper was small, he still made everything possible, especially installing a coffee machine for himself. Even if the newspaper's sales were not good, he would still pay his salary every month, as if he didn't care about his income at all. look.
"That's right..." The editor-in-chief listened to Rumei talk about today's events, lit up a cigarette, and joked to her: "Then do you have any ideas about working at Ultraman Newspaper? If so, I will write you a letter of recommendation. ,Ha ha!"
"Stop teasing me!" Rumi muttered, "I'm not going!"
"What? Are you afraid that your classmate named Shota will summon you every day?"
"No way!!" Rumi pouted unhappily: "Although there are reasons for this... but more importantly, if I leave, what will you do, editor-in-chief?"
"Haha, isn't there Shinya?"
"What! That guy sleeps all day long, how can he be relied on!" Rumi's dissatisfaction was directed at the young male reporter who was lying on the table and snoring soundly.
"Haha!" The editor just laughed twice without saying anything. Then he took a puff of cigarette and blew out a circle of white mist: "Did you take photos or video of what happened today?"
"I took it, but it was very blurry..." Rumi took out the camera and showed it to the editor.
"Okay, no need to read it," the editor-in-chief shook his head: "It's still the same old rule, delete it and find something else."
"Still deleting it?" Liu Mei didn't understand the editor-in-chief's thoughts at all: "We haven't published a new newspaper for almost a week?!"
"It's okay, it's okay, your salary will not be less, haha!"
Seeing the optimistic look on the editor's face, she shook her head in confusion, but still obeyed and deleted all those photos.
"Then I'm going to continue running the news..." Asami installed the camera, tidied it up a little, and walked out of the newspaper office.
To be continued
