Rebecca could no longer express her shock as she felt after hearing Henry's words, and her face was stunned and incredulous:

"Please wait a minute, Mr. Henry, I didn't understand, you mean I'm being used? I'm curious to know who I'm being used for, and you say that my column has inflammatory content that you don't want to see, can you point that out? Besides, as a journalist, why do I have to meet your needs? Do you have to make a column that you want to see? You don't have that right. ”

After Rebecca finished speaking, she asked the operating officer on the side:

"Mr. Operator, did you come to me to let me listen to these slanders and nonsense?"

The operating officer smiled awkwardly, got up and came to Rebecca again to persuade:

"Rebecca, don't get excited, many things are still inconclusive, and further follow-up investigations are needed, we have also considered what you said, we and the headquarters also studied through a conference call before you came, we believe in your dedication, and we believe that you are innocent, but before their investigation has reached a formal conclusion, we have decided to temporarily suspend the broadcast of these two programs hosted by you, and after the matter has a final conclusion, we will give you a clear answer, but in the meantime, it is better for you to avoid it."

The operations officer's words, though tactful, sent a clear signal that Rebecca had been stopped from all work.

Rebecca froze there, she didn't believe her ears:

"Are you saying I'm suspended? Can't this episode of the interview be broadcast either? ”

"That's right, I watched your recording in the afternoon, and your interview is extremely irresponsible and inflammatory, and it is easy to cause the war-torn area that has just subsided to fall into turmoil and tribal hostility and vendetta again, which is a result that no one wants to see."

Henry's words completely shattered the only hope in Rebecca's heart, and the well-informed Rebecca instantly understood the true meaning of being called here tonight, and her tracking report touched the nerves of some people, and she didn't want the image of Shatov, a freedom fighter they had set up, to be ruined, and now someone needed the existence of Shatov, the spokesperson in the Kovo region.

"You have no right to do this, I will expose all your ugly deeds and leave them to dry in the sun, Mr. Operator, I hope to continue my work according to the terms of my contract with the Society, my interview must be broadcast on time, otherwise, I will expose all the scandals of your collusion with the intelligence agencies to interfere with the freedom of the press, I will not accept any of your accusations, let alone the charges you have imposed on me, Mr. Henry, I hope that when you speak to me again, it is better to show evidence, this is not your Investigation Bureau, You don't have the right to dictate to me here. ”

Rebecca's face flushed with anger, and the two men in the room were overwhelmed by the toughness and the obvious threat in her tone, and they looked at each other without speaking.

"Gentlemen, if you don't have anything to talk about, I'll go back, my show is about to start, and I hope the ratings will satisfy both of you."

Rebecca turned around and walked out after saying this with a little mockery, and Henry hurriedly called out to Rebecca, who had already walked towards the door:

"Please stay Miss Rebecca, our conversation is not over, and since you insist on not listening to our persuasion, then I will show you something, so that you can know that we are not deliberately trying to make things out of nothing, and we have evidence that you may well have been taken advantage of without knowing it."

"Really? Then I'd like to see who can do it so well, and can there be anyone else but you? But I hope you don't delay me too much. ”

Rebecca turned around and looked at Henry across from her with a challenging look.

"I'll see you."

Henry, visibly embarrassed, no one would normally be so disrespectful to them, glared at Rebecca with hatred and pulled a stack of pictures out of his jacket pocket.

"You shouldn't be familiar with these photos, you should be familiar with the person you're talking to."

Rebecca took one look and laughed unconsciously:

"Jokes, of course I know, almost everyone here knows her, and this is my interview with her in the afternoon, by the way, it was done under your witness, is there anything wrong with that? Could it be that their narratives touched your sensitive nerves, and it could not be that you have a ghost in your heart? ”

The photo shows Rebecca interviewing Kosheleva on the protest square and talking to the two in the hotel's open bar.

Ignoring Rebecca's provocative words, Henry pulled out a few more photos from his pocket and asked:

"You don't know all the people in these photos, do you? And that's exactly the problem. ”

There were several photos of Kosheleva with two different men, both in a restaurant and in front of an ordinary house, and Rebecca couldn't see anything unusual about them, but these photos were obviously not recent, they were some years old.

What does this mean? What are you trying to tell me with these photos from years ago? ”

Rebecca really didn't know what the other party was trying to reveal.

The confusion in Rebecca's eyes didn't escape Henry's eyes.

"That's one of the reasons I'm here, and I need to remind you that Kosheleva's identity may not be as simple as you think."

Henry picked up a photo and said:

"The man who dined with Kosheleva was named Yeshchenko, a former Soviet KGB intelligence officer, who had rebelled against Kosheleva a few years ago and had him gather intelligence at that base."

Henry's words were really unexpected by Rebecca, she was stunned for a moment, Henry glanced at Rebecca, smiled in his heart and continued:

"More than a year after Yeshchenkotsy worked for Kosheleva, the country and their intelligence services completely collapsed, and for a while Kosheleva did not have any concrete work."

"But it didn't take long for this good day to contact Kosheleva by another intelligence officer from the former Soviet Union, who took over Yeshchenko's work and asked Rebecca to encourage some researchers in that base to defect, but before their plan could be carried out to the specific implementation stage, the political situation in the former Federal Republic of Yugoslavia began to be violently turbulent, and then the whole country began to fall apart and start a war, and the information we got shows that Kosheleva's last contact with the intelligence agent was on the night of the massacre at the base, Miss Rebecca, you should know the basis for what we're doing, right? ”

Rebecca sat there for a moment.

"It can't be, Kosheleva is a victim, she can't be an intelligence agent or a spy, it's a lie, it's a conspiracy."

Rebecca sat there and said to herself, even though she had seen many big scenes, she had not been able to turn the corner for a while.

Henry quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then made a rather understanding gesture and said:

"Miss Rebecca, the reason why we are still sitting here and talking is largely because we believe that you don't know, that what you are doing is just out of the professional instinct of a journalist, and this excessive pursuit of hot issues makes you unconsciously enter a misunderstanding, and what you can see, hear, and perceive in this misunderstanding is very likely to be a well-designed hoax that you have unknowingly been exploited."

Rebecca stared at Henry in front of her with almost confused eyes, listening to his eloquent conversation, but gradually, Rebecca's eyes became sharp again, and she found the flaw in Henry's words.

"Mr. Henry, whether true or false your assertion that Kosheleva was an intelligence officer, I would like to ask if it has anything to do with me? Even if she does work for an organization, how does that directly relate to my interview? What does this have to do with the massacre that took place at the base? Are you suspecting that I am also in the service of some secret organization? ”

Henry was once again stunned by questioning, but only for a moment, Henry immediately said:

"Kosheleva's true identity is not directly related to you, and our investigation has not found any words or actions that threaten the safety of the people, we tend that you have been unknowingly taken advantage of, and the other party has created a false image that attracts people's attention, and used your mouth to encourage the people there to hate each other and create riots, Miss Rebecca, and this is the main reason why we have stopped you from airing this interview, because you cannot confirm that what you see and hear is true, This requires further investigation and confirmation. ”

"That's enough, Mr. Henry, please don't underestimate my intelligence, firstly, my interview did not involve any accusations of threats to national security, and secondly, even if Kosheleva really worked for the intelligence services of a certain country, it has nothing to do with what happened to her, whether she violated the law or not will be judged by the relevant authorities, and the interview that I did, which will be broadcast soon, explores the truth about the crimes against humanity that took place at that research and development base in the Kovo region. This has nothing to do with the specific identity of the interviewees, because they are all victims, and Kosheleva is not the only one in the base where the tragedy occurred, but also many other witnesses and survivors, are these people all employees of a certain intelligence agency? In addition, I would like to solemnly protest against your hegemonic act of grossly interfering with the freedom of press coverage, and you have no right to obstruct the freedom of the press. ”

As a journalist, Rebecca has a strain and reflex mindset, and she is sharp enough to get to the crux of the matter.

Rebecca's questioning really left this Henry speechless for a while.

"Is there anything else you have to say? I'll go first without it, goodbye. ”

With that, Rebecca walked out the door again.

The door, which had just opened a little crack, was slammed shut by a hand behind Rebecca.

"Miss Rebecca, it's not over yet, you can't leave yet."

Once again, Henry stopped.

"Am I under house arrest?"

Rebecca asked coldly.