The first floor of the villain organization bar.

Half an hour ago, the lively and passionate scene here was gone, the hormones of the air had turned into smoke, and the alcohol that had collided in the wine glasses had turned into filthy and dirty water, soaking layer after layer of carpet.

A few flashes of electricity flickered from the cracked wireline, a spotlight hanging from the ceiling, half of the body still hanging from the load-bearing columns, another falling to the ground, dangerous fireworks crackling and scorching the messy field.

The bar's patrons had long since run out, and if they didn't run away, they were wounded and killed by the aftermath of the battle, and those unfortunate were initially put into ambulances by the medical staff prepared in advance by the Unnatural Response Committee and rushed to the nearest hospital.

Several guarded sentries stood at the staircase leading to the second floor and the door to the bar, but their attention was clearly focused on the distant battle that was still raging upstairs and deep underground.

Outside, the ordinary police have already set up a cordon and cut off the hollow area within a range of 100 meters, blocking all the curious melon-eating masses and the smelling media, so as the left-behind personnel of the unnatural response committee, their role on the first floor is actually not much practical, more just for the auxiliary role of procedures.

Du Qisong...... Are you okay? Du Qisong ......"

On the first floor of the bar, where only traces of the battle remained, blood mixed with alcohol turned into a strange and disgusting smell, along the carpet pierced by bullet holes, cracked wine bottles everywhere, and the dance floor was more like a garbage dump, leaving all kinds of miscellaneous items in the densest area, lighters, cigarette cases, wallets, shoes, clothes, balloon sleeves, jewelry...... Anything imaginable is stored in a pool, and when it is mixed with a liquid that is not sure to be just alcohol, abstraction is no longer enough to describe the implications.

And in the corner past the dance floor, with the back of the heavy DJ booth, a cautious female voice shouted softly.

It was Shumeichuan, her clean professional clothes were stained with a lot of stains, and the folds were so many that it looked like she had rolled three times on the ground, well, she did roll in the blast gun just now, and more than three times.

She looked worriedly at the dim field of vision, the bar was already dim, and most of the lights were broken, and every nightclub could not be as dark as late at night before it opened, and it was incandescent with the central control of the headlights, although I don't know why it was not turned on after the government personnel took control of the first floor, Shu Meichuan could only understand that those incandescent lights were also destroyed.

Outside, there was a cacophony of ambulances and passers-by, flashes of light and the click of photographs that she could tell almost reflexively, and she thought, most likely, she didn't turn on the headlights to keep outsiders from observing the inside of the bar.

But these have nothing to do with Shu Meichuan for the time being, she is in the bar, and she just wants to know if her friends are okay.

She had just seen Du Qisong roll out in order to protect the camera in the chaotic crowd.

"Ahem......"

The suppressed coughing sound made Shu Meichuan instantly relieved, at least the person was fine.

"Du Qisong! Du Qisong! She continued to lower her voice and moved slowly.

"I'm here, Shumeichuan, how are you?" A pile of collapsed objects, in the shadows, sat a man with a beer belly.

"I'm okay, are you hurt?"

Shu Meichuan helped drag Du Qisong out, and the two of them leaned against a safe place behind a collapsed booth, and they both felt some psychological comfort.

"There are some bruises, it doesn't seem to be a big deal, you wait for me, I'll touch it, and then look at it." Du Qisong said uncertainly, and began to hand himself up and down.

Shu Meichuan was speechless for a while, looking at it this way, it must be nothing.

"I'm fine, great, God forbid, what about you?"

"I'm not hurt." Shu Meichuan rubbed her ankles, she was glad that she didn't wear high heels like those women in the bar, she was a little broken in flat shoes, if it was high heels, she would definitely be unable to move, not like now, just a little painful, but it didn't affect her movement in the short term.

"It's terrifying just now, is this why that young sword master let us go." Du Qisong patted his chest with palpitations, "But who knew it would be a strong attack of this bomb grenade!" This is the modern society of the 21st century! ”

"I'm in a bad situation, I seem to have something!" Du Qisong suddenly screamed, but because he subconsciously lowered the volume, it finally turned into a strange scream.

"What's wrong?" Shumeikawa, who was estimating his situation, became nervous.

"The camera seems to be broken." Du Qisong took out the equipment in his arms with a distressed face, and touched the Sony trademark that was not crushed, "I obviously protect it well......"

"What's broken, can it still be used?" Shu Meichuan skipped the superfluous comments of the equipment control and said directly.

"The video recording function can't be used, you can still use it for taking pictures, and the storage space is ......" Du Qisong checked for a while, "The memory card is still there, it's not broken!" ”

Shumeichuan exhaled, "That's good." ”

This shows that although it is difficult to disseminate what happened today in the form of live broadcasts, it still leaves key evidence. That is, there is no trip in vain.

The lonely and miserable spotlights that were still running overhead shone like a ghost light on the quiet dance floor, and if it weren't for the sound of the outside world coming in through the window, the two of them would seem to be in an isolated ghost.

"What are we going to do now?"

Du Qisong tinkered with the camera and squatted beside Shu Meichuan, he obviously lost his square inch in this huge change, he has worked in the TV station for more than ten years, and he has seen a lot of big scenes, what floods and earthquakes, changes in the business and political circles, but there is no excitement in the rain of bullets.

The man obviously took Shumei Chuan as the backbone at this time.

Shu Meichuan didn't speak, her face stained with gray marks revealed that she was hasty and weak, the delicate eyeliner was spent, the woman didn't care, she quietly scanned the whole scene, especially on the second floor, on the first floor where the battle had ended, the content of the bar was still far away, she listened to the conversation of those sentry posts, and the personnel continued to enter and exit every once they passed.

The woman picked up a discarded mask from the ground, and without disgust with the shoe prints on it, she untied the straps of the mask, then put her hands behind her head, expertly closed the messy hair, and quickly and neatly tied a ponytail with the mask.

Shu Meichuan's expression has calmed down at this moment.

Du Qi didn't say anything for a few minutes, quietly gasping and waiting, recovering his strength.

"Make a phone call."

The woman said categorically.

……

Shu Meichuan fumbled in her pocket and found that the phone had fallen out of nowhere, she glanced at Du Qisong, and the other party took out the phone with understanding.

And at a glance, her brows furrowed, the screen of her mobile phone was broken and cracked, and she looked devastated.

"You're broken, huh?" She was puzzled and said, "Forget it, I'll go back and look for it." ”

"No, it's broken." Du Qisong's old face was red, but he couldn't see it in the dark anyway, he pretended to be natural and helped press the power button, and sure enough, the screen lit up, and it was the spider web-like traces How to look at it.

Shu Meichuan sighed and took the unlocked phone, "Du Qisong, when I go back, I will definitely buy you a mobile phone film." ”

"Not necessarily." Du Qisong coughed lightly and turned his head to the other side, "The sadness and perseverance of an adult man, what do you know as a woman......"

"How much does a mobile phone film cost?"

Shu Meichuan exposed the lazy nature of the other party, and at the same time, her subordinates did not stop, opened the address book, and soon found a leader in the station to whom they were jointly subordinate.

Du Qisong, who was observing the movements of his companions, looked curiously, wanting to know what the other party was going to do.

Making a call, Shu Meichuan secretly prayed, Di Du Di Du, fortunately, the signal is still there, and the mobile phone can still be dialed normally.

Obviously a short but long wait, the phone was finally connected, and the voice over there was very chaotic, it seemed to be a dinner party after work, and the sound of drinking and clinking glasses and talking loudly made Shu Meichuan in a trance, and she thought that the villain organization bar was also similar to this atmosphere just now.

"Hey, Xiao Du, why are you calling me so late?" The leader's dissatisfied voice came with a hint of alcohol.

"Minister, I'm Shumeichuan."

"Huh? Is it Shumeichuan? The man's voice on the other end looked surprised and hesitant, the voice on the other end was a little farther away, and the other party seemed to pick up the mobile phone to confirm the caller ID.

"That ......" the man named the minister said, "Why is Du Qisong's mobile phone here for you, you two ......"

The two who have been partners for more than ten years and have always been single do have some unfamiliar people spreading scandals and rumors from time to time, but those who have mainly stayed in the station for a long time basically don't think about this aspect anymore.

"Minister, I have something to report." Shu Meichuan said solemnly, "I'm with Du Qisong now. ”

"Oh, tell me something." The minister felt the woman's deliberate attitude, and he became serious.

"We're in the Blood Puppet Bar now." Shu Meichuan looked at Du Qisong and nodded at the other party, "There is a group of armed elements here, and the police just carried out a strong attack half an hour ago. ”

"What ......"

"Not only that, I suspect that this matter is related to the zombie incident of the last Xixi Ancient Wind Exhibition and the cultivators......

"What!?" The minister heard the key words "zombie", "cultivator", and "corpse", and was even more excited than the previous big news that the police and bandits were fighting.

Because, this touched the sensitive nerves of the pressure given to him by his superiors.

Shu Meichuan's tone was calm, his mind was right, and he took pictures of their infiltration violations at the beginning, and gave early warning, made preparations, and began to hide in the battle, and told the story of the incident.

After listening to this, the minister did not send a word of concerned praise, but was directly shocked and angry.

Immediately afterwards, it was extremely resolute to stop all the actions of Shumeichuan and Du Qisong.

"It's doing it again, again! Do you know how much energy it took to press down the last time? The minister roared, and the wine table party at the end of the room had completely quieted, I don't know if the other party had gone outside or if his subordinates were too frightened to make any sound, in short, only the minister scolded loudly.

"Why ...... press"

"Why, why?" The minister didn't give Shu Meichuan a chance to speak at all, "How can there be so many whys!" Are you a newcomer reporter Shu Meichuan, I don't know how this came out of the mouth of you, a veteran who has been working for more than ten years, to lie to yourself or to others! ”

The minister took a breath, his tone was a little lower, and he said:

"I've said it a long time ago, and I've reminded you again and again, this matter is not something you can get involved in, it's not me, it's not something we can get involved in, it's useless for the boss in Taiwan to come forward!"

"And there are also shootings, explosions, what if the monster really appears, what else do you want to say about staying in such a dangerous place? You guys go! What are you thinking? ”

"Stop messing around!"

The minister's sharp criticism was half sincere dissuasion.

And the woman made this call and just wanted to ask one question.

"Minister, if I get the key evidence, will you help report it?"

"Stupid, don't you understand what I'm saying?"

"There are no monsters at all, and there are no secrets, only real bullets and bullets, don't you go and wait to lose your life?"

Shu Meichuan: "I don't care about those. ”

"I just wanted to ask you...... Minister, if I get the key evidence, will you help report it? ”

“……”

Yes, she only came for this question, just to make a precious call for this temporary general question, for such a puzzling request, and broke into the journalist industry after graduating from college.

She's just such a simple question,

“……”

The phone fell silent for a long time.

Shumeichuan smiled, her hands lowered, her eyes hiding a dark and shining light as she stared at the messy dance floor.

"What did the minister say, did you agree?" Du Qisong swallowed his saliva and asked.

"No, nothing."

The woman looked at the prompt on her phone that had been hung up and smiled happily.

Even if we know the truth, and we have evidence of the truth, will we really show the truth?

Shumeichuan's leader did not give an answer, but the woman's heart already had her own hope.

Photographer Du Qisong, who was watching from the sidelines, was dazzled, his breathing that had just calmed down became rapid again, as if he saw himself holding a camera and pointing it at the outside world for the first time.

The world is made up of realists, but it is led by idealists. Many times, the realists will besiege the idealists, but that's just the old wolves laughing at the lion cubs, and the people in the dye vat trying to pull the standing people into the water.