Darkness, there was boundless darkness in front of her, He Wanping didn't know why she was here, she carefully moved her steps forward and walked slowly, suddenly there was a whispering sound around, she couldn't hear what it meant at all, but she instinctively felt the danger, and just wanted to run away, countless torches appeared in the darkness, surrounding her from afar. He Wanping tried hard to see who was holding the torch, but although the crackling sound of the torch burning was clearly audible, the torch itself seemed to melt into the darkness, and she couldn't see it clearly. The torches were getting closer and closer, and the whispering was getting louder and louder, and the fear in He Wanping's heart couldn't be suppressed, and she couldn't help but scream......

He Wanping sat up violently, gasping for breath in shock, reaching out and touching her forehead, her hands covered with cold sweat. After settling down, He Wanping raised her head and looked at it, she found that she was still on the bed in the hotel room, everything around her had not changed from before she fell asleep, it turned out that the scene just now was just a nightmare.

He Wanping lifted the quilt and got out of bed, came to the coffee table and poured herself a glass of water, took it and drank several sips in a row, and her mood stabilized slightly. With a long sigh, He Wanping put down the water glass in her hand, came to the window and lifted the heavy curtain to the corner, and it was already dark outside the window at this time......

"Bang", He Wanping woke up from her sleep, and found that she didn't know when she fell asleep sitting on the chair by the window, she rubbed her head that was knocked by the wall, stood up and opened the curtains, and a strong light immediately poured in from the window, just shining on her face, and the slightly dazzling feeling made her eyes squint involuntarily, obviously it had been dawning outside for a long time.

After a brief wash, He Wanping changed her clothes, planning to go out for breakfast, and as soon as she went out, she met George and a few other Americans, and compared with yesterday, their complexions looked much better. After greeting each other, He Wanping realized that these people were also going to have breakfast, so they went downstairs together.

The breakfast time has long passed, but fortunately, the restaurant is open 24 hours a day, and He Wanping and George and a few others are not closed. After choosing a table and sitting down, He Wanping enthusiastically introduced the local morning tea in Hong Kong to George and others, so one by one, what custard buns, barbecued pork buns, glutinous rice chicken, mara cakes, phoenix feet, shrimp dumplings, fresh shrimp rice rolls, etc., looked at it, and put a full table to stop.

A table of steaming, delicate and delicious dim sum is mouth-watering, but the bamboo chopsticks in the hands of George and others seem to be magical, completely disobeying their calls, seeing the tempting dim sum but unable to get it into the mouth, the impatient Mike didn't care about the steamer in the barbecued pork bun was still steaming, grabbed one with his hand and threw it directly into his mouth, and was burned and grinned. In the end, George and the others had no choice but to borrow a few forks and spoons, and only after scooping the forks and spoons did they barely bring the delicious food in front of them to their mouths. After a closer look, all of them showed intoxicated expressions on their faces, and the frequency of the forks and spoons in their hands immediately increased a little.

He Wanping looked very gentle in comparison, after eating a few pastries and two custard buns, she stopped her chopsticks, poured a cup of tea, brought the latest newspaper from the newspaper rack next to her, and read it while drinking. Unexpectedly, just after turning two pages, she saw something that made her feel angry.

On May 21, Indonesian President Suharto was forced to announce his resignation due to strong international and domestic pressure and the inability to secure enough supporters...... On the same day, Habibie was sworn in as president of Indonesia. He Wanping was dismissive of this.

“…… On 22 May, Habibie announced the formation of a new cabinet of 36 ministers at the presidential palace...... It is said that the new president Habibie is the adopted son of former President Suharto...... "He Wanping couldn't help but pout.

“…… Answering reporters today on this month's bloodshed, the new president, Habibie, said that the riots had been brought under control, that some newspapers had exaggerated the propaganda, and that he believed that rape cases were actually minor and not that widespread......

The Minister of Defence and Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces, Viranto, said that after investigations, it had concluded that 620 people had been injured during the riots, but that only 83 had been hospitalized and that none of them had been victims of rape, so he believed that the news of the rape was a rumor because no solid evidence could be found......

Police Chief Rusman Hadi said there was no evidence that anyone had been raped during the riots, nor was there any evidence that Chinese had been the primary targets during the riots...... Most of the injured were Indonesians, said Mutoji, director of the National Intelligence Coordination Agency......"

Seeing this, He Wanping was already angry, she didn't expect the Indonesian government to be able to open her eyes and tell nonsense like this, and to ignore the harm suffered by the Chinese during the riots, her heart shaken by the nightmare was extremely firm at this moment, and she decided to tell everything she knew, so that she could expose the lies of the Indonesian government.

At this time, George, who was sitting on the side, noticed the abnormality of He Wanping's expression, and said with concern: "Wendy, what's wrong with you, are you okay?"

He Wanping handed over the newspaper and said indignantly: "George, look at what those people in Indonesia say!"

George took the newspaper suspiciously, his face immediately changed, and he said angrily: "This is just nonsense, there is no evidence, what we people see is an illusion!"

After saying that, George also passed the newspaper in his hand to a few other friends, and Mike, Andy, and Jessica took it and looked at it together, and immediately became the same as George, all of whom were very angry and angry at the Indonesian government's announcement of selective blindness.

"Wendy, what are you going to do?" asked Jessica.

"I'm going to tell everything I know, tell the press the truth, so that the lies of those people in Indonesia can no longer be told. He Wanping said with a firm face.

"Well said, I'm for you, too!" George, Mike, Andy, and Jessica agreed.

George also stretched out his hand and said, "Come, let's tell what we saw and heard when we were in Indonesia, and let's expose the lies of the Indonesian government together." ”

"Okay!" several people responded, and they all stretched out their hands to put them together, and several pairs of heavy or petite hands were tightly folded together......

At the same time, the reporters who had been waiting downstairs in the hotel all night were bored and gossiping, and suddenly five black cars drove along the road and slowly drove towards the underground parking area of the hotel.

"Boss, there must be a big man coming in so many cars, why are you still pulling me!" asked the rookie reporter puzzled.

Who doesn't know that it is the richest man's convoy, but they don't park outside at all, and the windows are one-way and transparent, so you run to let you take a few cars at most, and you think that the boss will always want this kind of photo. The old reporter said with an expression of hatred that iron is not made of steel.

"Boss, what's the use of us squatting here?" the rookie reporter looked confused.

Obviously, those who got off the plane must have escaped from Indonesia, and now the reports about Indonesia are hot, but we don't have any special channels, and it is impossible for us to go to Indonesia to die in person, so we can only work this person, in case we dig out some exciting inside story...... Hey!" the old reporter smiled smugly.

"I see!" the rookie reporter suddenly realized, his eyes moved from the black convoy to the sixth floor of the hotel, it is said that the few people who came back from Indonesia live on that floor, but unfortunately he can only see the heavy curtains in the window, but he is very confident in his boss, anyway, every time no matter how difficult the situation, his boss can always find a way to get the news, he believes that this will never be an exception.

……

After waiting for nearly an hour, the black cars came out of the underground parking area and drove away along the road they came, but the old reporter was still squatting there with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the hotel in front of him in a daze.

The rookie reporter couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Boss, people are gone again, why don't we do something yet, it's not too early." ”

"Well, I know. The old reporter stood up with a cigarette in his mouth, dusted off his body, looked ahead with his eyes and said, "I don't think I have to wait any longer!"

The rookie reporter looked at the old reporter suspiciously, and a man in a black suit with a smile on his face was walking towards everyone. The man walked very close to the reporters and stopped, and said to everyone with a smile: "Our boss knows that everyone has worked hard, so let me inform you that at nine o'clock in the morning in three days, it will be this hotel, and a press conference will be held in the banquet hall on the second floor, and there will be information that everyone cares about when the time comes." It's not too early now, let's go back first!"

The old reporter's face showed an expression that I knew, and the rookie reporter next to him looked admiring, and in his eyes, his boss was taller.

……

Three days later, the press conference was held as scheduled in the banquet hall on the second floor of the hotel, and in addition to local reporters from Hong Kong, there were also many reporters from Southeast Asia, South Korea, Japan, and other places.

He Wanping looked at the black pressure under the stage, the courage in her heart dissipated a little, and she involuntarily stepped back, just met her father and mother standing behind her, looking at the concerned eyes of her parents behind her, and George and others who were standing aside to make encouraging gestures, she felt that the courage in her heart had returned. Taking a deep breath, He Wanping walked to the speaker with firm steps, tried the sound lightly, and then plucked up the courage to say: "Hello reporters, my name is He Wanping, I am a staff member of the market development department of Shuxiang Newspaper, on May 11, in order to attend my cousin's wedding, I went from Hong Kong to Indonesia, and then I encountered the riot shortly after......"

He Wanping tearfully recounted her experience in Indonesia on stage, while Zhang Lexing and Chen Zishan, accompanied by bodyguards, stood in the lounge on the other side of the speaker's seat and looked at the stage.

"Wanping looks much stronger than a few days ago!" Chen Zishan looked at He Wanping on the stage and said with feeling. Zhang Lexing gently patted Chen Zishan's shoulder and said, "Experience always makes people grow. Chen Zishan nodded, and then sighed softly.

“…… The above is what I have experienced in Indonesia these days, and I believe that everyone will judge right and wrong in their hearts. Most of the local media reporters from Hong Kong were angry at the Southeast Asian region, especially those who seemed to be from Indonesia, and the reporters sitting in the Southeast Asian region, except for those from Singapore, could still sit lightly, and other reporters from Malaysia and the Philippines hurriedly raised their interview cards to avoid being misunderstood.

Under the gaze of very unfriendly eyes, a few reporters from Indonesia couldn't sit still, and one of them stood up and retorted loudly: "I am Nanik Udami Handayani, a reporter from the Jakarta Times, according to my country's official investigation, this riot is not aimed at the Chinese, in fact, it is the Indonesian locals who suffer more losses, so I think Miss He's experience should be an accident." Well, a very unfortunate accident. ”

"Nonsense!" George didn't know when he also came to the speaker's seat, and when he heard the Indonesian reporter say what the so-called official investigation was talking about, he suddenly became angry and shouted angrily: "Accidents! Then what we encountered was also an accident, and what we saw was also an accident! Dear journalists, my name is George, and I went to Indonesia with five friends some time ago, but I didn't expect to meet ......."

George began to talk about what they experienced and saw in those days in Indonesia, including how they saw in the hotel how the rioters set fire to the nearby Chinese community and how they brutally treated the local Chinese.

Gradually, the topic came to the moment when George and the others met He Wanping, at first it was like a prince saving a princess in distress, "...... We had long been unaccustomed to this kind of atrocity, and at that time, our hearts were full of blood, and we didn't care so much, and we rushed up to save people, but unfortunately we failed, and the other two companions also paid with their lives...... Just when we thought we were going to be finished, a young Chinese came, and he was like Bruce Lee, and he broke up the mob that surrounded us in three or two strokes......"

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