Gu Yuan was still a little curious as to how Fang Lan could have such a big reputation and even get a "pass" to the windy sand area.
Then he saw Zhao Yong wearing a black peaked cap and the same vest like him.
Fang Lan put on a beige suit jacket and also wore a peaked cap. Compared with them, it was missing a vest.
Just when Gu Yuan was confused, Zhao Yong took out a camera from the trunk and handed a microphone to Fang Lan. Gu Yuan finally understood.
Looking at the work permit hanging around Fang Lan's neck, Gu Yuan said, "Are you pretending to be a reporter or cameraman?"
"No, that would be too risky." Fang Lan said, "In fact, Zhao Yong and I are originally working in the news media. I am a reporter and he is a cameraman. Our work certificates are considered authentic."
Looking at Gu Yuan's surprised expression, Fang Lan said with a smile: "Since we are collecting information, media work is certainly the most suitable for us. Sir, what do you think?"
Gu Yuan nodded.
It seems like this is really the case!
Their job in Beautiful Country is to collect intelligence for Guanlong Mountain.
If you can become a reporter, you can go to various places to collect information openly.
No one can find a fault with it!
"Come on, let's go there."
Gu Yuan followed Fang Lan and Zhao Yong and lowered the brim of his hat. At this moment, two black off-road vehicles passed by them and stopped in front of the checkpoint. Then, the window dropped and an arm stretched out from inside. There seemed to be some kind of certificate in his hand. Forbol, who was checking the certificate, took a look at it, straightened his body immediately, saluted, and then watched the two cars pass by.
Seeing this scene, Gu Yuan whispered: "Fang Lan, do you think our IDs will be useful if they have theirs?"
"That's terrible." Fang Lan said, "Those people should be from the special department."
"Special department?"
"Similar to Daxia's Demon Suppression Department and Demon Slayer Department." Fang Lan explained.
Gu Yuan nodded, this makes sense, others don't have such a big reputation when they come.
He was just curious as to how Fang Lan could tell.
"License plate." Fang Lan said, "Their license plate color and license plate number are quite special."
Gu Yuan suddenly realized it and wrote down this detail.
Sure enough, when they arrived at the checkpoint, they would not be treated so well.
"We are wG reporters, this is our job, and even if you are Fo Bo Le, you can't hinder our right to report news." Face to face with the ferocious Fo Dial, Fang Lan was not afraid at all, holding the Holding a microphone, he looks more like a warrior holding a sword.
The black man named Foboler, who was standing in front of Fang Lan, had a gloomy expression.
"This place has been cordoned off and no one is allowed to enter."
"So what happened to the two cars that entered just now? We just recorded it." Fang Lan said, "Could it be that there is some dirty secret in it?"
The black man was obviously a little angry, and even reached out his hand to push Fang Lan. Fortunately, at the critical moment, the white man next to him, Foboler, stopped him in time.
"Are you crazy? This is a reporter from wG!"
"What's wrong with wG?" Black Fu Bo Le was obviously a little unconvinced.
The white man Fobol held his forehead, sighed, and lowered his voice: "Listen, idiot! wG, we are the top three media in the country!"
"Then...so what?" Although the black man Fubo said this, his tone sounded significantly weaker.
The white man Fobol snorted and ignored him, but when he turned to look at Fang Lan, there was already a smile on his face.
"Sorry, madam, the front has been blocked. It is indeed very dangerous. If you must report, do not enter the sandy area, otherwise... no one can save you!"
He knew that if he just blocked these difficult reporters, they would only add fuel to the fire with their reports. At that time, everyone would feel that there was some shady activity hidden in this area, and then they would be greeted by all walks of life in the country. of verbal and written criticism.
It's hard to persuade the damn ghosts. Since these people want to get in, why bother to stop them?
It's best if these damn guys don't listen to the advice, enter the sandy area, and never come out again, they can save a lot of trouble!
"Thank you, we will take care of our own safety." Fang Lan smiled back, and Zhao Yong immediately drove the car over. After Gu Yuan and Fang Lan got in the car, they successfully passed the checkpoint.
After walking some distance, Gu Yuan gave Fang Lan a thumbs up.
"You still have a way."
Fang Lan laughed, her eyes still confident, as if everything was under her control.
"For those Fobolers, we are the biggest enemies. Moreover, wG reporters do not dare to really take action. Of course, the most important thing is the momentum when facing them. Don’t be weak!”
Zhao Yong also smiled and said: "We often encounter situations like this. Don't worry, sir. Fang Lan is very experienced in dealing with those people!"
Gu Yuan originally thought it was quite interesting, but when he smiled, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Considering their ages, Fang Lan and Zhao Yong actually didn't understand anything when they first arrived in Beautiful Country and had to slowly explore everything by themselves. The first time they encountered this situation, they must have been panicked.
Today's calm and calm response is not as easy as it seems on the surface. Only they themselves know how much they have paid and how much they have endured silently over the years.
Moreover, although Fang Lan and Zhao Yong said it was easy, Gu Yuan could imagine that they actually experienced the test of life and death every day.
Even they themselves are not sure whether they will be able to see the sun rise tomorrow.
Perhaps late one night, a hurried knock on the door will wake them up from their sleep. What awaits them is a carefully deployed arrest operation by a mysterious department in the beautiful country...
Unlike the people from the Demon Suppression Department and the Demon Slayer Department, Fang Lan, Zhao Yong and the others' existence itself is a secret. Even if one day they really stay here forever, no one in Daxia will know about it, let alone regard them as... hero.
And knowing that they would face this, they still came here without hesitation. If you have to ask a reason...
Some things have to be done by someone.
In some places, someone always has to keep vigil.
That's it, nothing more.
About ten minutes later, Gu Yuan looked at the endless wind and sand ahead with a look of horror on his face.
Although I had an understanding of the situation here before coming here, only by witnessing it with my own eyes can I feel how terrifying it all is.
Although looking at it now, it feels like it's so close, but Zhao Yong said that they are still about seven or eight kilometers away from that area.
It's just that the wind and sand flying all over the sky are like hiding a ferocious monster hundreds of meters high, making people feel that they are very close.
Suddenly, Gu Yuan's eyes fell on the left front.
It's about three to four hundred meters away.
There was a very conspicuous building there, about three stories high, like a clock tower, and the two cars that drove in before were parked in front of the building.
As the distance got closer, Gu Yuan's expression froze instantly when a woman got out of the car.
"is her……"
At this moment, the woman seemed to sense something and suddenly glanced towards their car.
Gu Yuan's body shrank behind the seat, and his heart skipped a beat.
Depend on!
Is this a woman’s magical sixth sense?
