When she returned to her room, she found four men already waiting for him in the house.

As soon as she entered, the four people all stood up, Meng Chuan'er took a few steps back and confirmed the door number, no, if the room is wrong, you will definitely not be able to swipe the card, you can come in and explain that either the hotel is wrong, or it is a mistake. But she has lived here for so long, and she can touch her room with her eyes closed, it must be right.

Calm down, she didn't look at the men, but quickly scanned the room with her eyes, and her computer was still on the desk - it was turned off when she left, and now it's turned on.

In addition, her books on the table, as well as the fruits she ate, the tea she drank, and the cigarettes she smoked. And her suitcase, which used to lie on one side, was now being thrown on the bed in a mess.

She didn't need to ask any more, she immediately understood where these people came from. She asked, "What do you mean, do you need me to call the police?"

One of them snorted from his nose and said, "You can report it, but it's not very useful, it's a waste of time, I don't believe you can try it." ”

Meng Kuan'er glanced at the computer and asked, "Everything in the computer has been deleted?"

"Hmm. ”

"I didn't have any games left, what about my fantasy Three Kingdoms II?"

"We need your voice recorder and camera now, can we? Reporter Meng, I hope you will cooperate, and we don't want to hurt the peace. ”

When the new Apple mobile phone just came out, not many people used it, Meng Chuaner never wronged herself in practical items, she didn't chase the fashion, but she had to keep up with the times.

So every time she goes out for an interview, in order to prevent similar emergencies, whether it is recordings or photos, he will make a backup in his mobile phone and on the Internet, which has become a habit, and she did it in the taxi just now.

So she is not afraid at all now, she didn't hesitate when they asked for a recorder, but she still pretended to be a struggle, and she couldn't solve any problem by resisting in this situation in front of her.

She threw the recorder and the camera on the bed, and the person took out the memory card in the camera, and put the recorder in his pocket, and then patted her on the shoulder and said, "Reporter Meng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to disturb." It's going to be a typhoon here, it's not safe, so let's go back. ”

After those people left, Meng Chuan'er retreated the room overnight, she was afraid that those people would go back and think about what to kill again, so in order for the interview to be completed smoothly, it was best to hide first. And she understood a truth, how the men just entered the hotel room will enter the next hotel room, as long as she uses her ID card, no matter how much she hires a taxi to run around the city, it will be in vain.

When I think about it like this, I feel that it is not safe anywhere, and there is a possibility that it will be turned out. In the end, Meng Chuan'er ran to a remote construction site to find a cement pipe to sleep on, and it happened that the top cement pipe arranged in a triangle at this magical construction site had a mattress and a quilt.

This discovery was so happy that she didn't even think about getting into it and just slept well, and she slept so soundly, it was really heartless. Until she woke up in the morning when someone kicked her exposed feet.

She crawled out sleepily, "Who?"

"I want to ask you who it is, this is my place. "Looks like a tramp picking up rags.

"It's not okay to sleep, it's so stingy. ”

", sleepy. ”

At half past five in the morning, she took a taxi with her suitcase and backpack to a five-star hotel, and rushed into the bathroom next to the lobby, washing her face, brushing her teeth, combing her hair and putting on makeup.

When I went out, the waiter and the greeter in the lobby were stunned - Meng Chuan'er had a big difference before and after makeup, and the guests of the hotel hadn't gotten up at this time, and they saw a dirty chick go in and come out with crystal heel heels, and the whole thing became a big person.

After packing herself, she went straight to the Y City Land Bureau, if you want to do a solid manuscript, you must get real evidence, and the other evidence should be there, the most important thing is to get the fait accompli that 50% of the land certificate belongs to the local industrial and commercial bureau.

And this incident happened 17 years ago, Wang Linguo took advantage of the right time and place, and the government couldn't solve the problem left over for so long for a while, so he took advantage of the loophole.

I haven't thought about how to get the evidence of the land certificate, and it's unknown whether the land certificate from 17 years ago is still there. However, to be a qualified investigative reporter, in addition to knowing how to surprise and maneuver, you must also know how to observe words and colors, adapt to changes, and prevent God from killing God, and Buddha from killing Buddha, which is a necessary quality.

No one stopped at the door, the front desk asked her what she was going to do, she told the front desk that she was a Huimin Agricultural Trade Group to check the land certificate of her own company, this girl came to a sentence: "Is there a letter of introduction?"

Meng Chuan'er pretended to glare at her fiercely: "I need a letter of introduction for my company's land certificate, can I write you a letter now?"

The girl at the front desk was still tender, and she was a little cowardly by her momentum, and whispered: "Then what is the relationship between you and Mr. Wang?" It seems that this Wang Linguo usually works hard, and even the little girl at the front desk has to help ask more.

Meng Chuan'er snorted with a smile, glanced at her, and the little bit of blue eyeliner at the end of her eyes looked sharp and charming: "What do you say?"

The small front desk hesitated for a while, and finally relented: "Then you go to 609 on the sixth floor!"

As soon as the words fell, Meng Chuan'er disappeared, and she had to finish talking to the surnamed Wang at the small front desk, and then contact the sixth floor to get the land certificate during this time. When I got to the sixth floor, I broke into 609 directly, and the little girl inside was playing with the snake (Nokia was the majority in that era), and she was frightened by the slamming of the door, and stood up and asked quietly: "Who are you?"

"Huimin Agricultural Trade Group, check our company's land certificate. ”

"Do you have a letter of introduction?"

Meng Chuan'er pointed out the door with his right hand, and his own hanging eyebrows were even more difficult to provoke because of his widened eyes, and he suddenly shouted: "How many letters of introduction do you need from the Land Bureau to check a land certificate?

The little girl was startled again, and instinctively hurriedly turned around to find the land certificate from the filing cabinet, and Meng Chuan'er added next to her: "Don't give me the current one, I want to see the 93-year-old one." ”

She paused with her hand: "Why do you want to watch 93?"

"What's the matter with you?

The little girl shuddered for a while and continued to look non-stop, and finally turned out the land certificate, Meng Chuan'er took it and began to take pictures with her mobile phone, the more the little girl looked at it, the more she felt that it was wrong, and whispered next to her: "Are you really from Huimin Agricultural Trade Group?"

The latter slapped her perfunctorily: "Otherwise?"

Suddenly the office phone rang, and the photo was finished, everyone knew what that call meant, Meng Chuan'er smeared oil on the soles of her feet and hurriedly slipped away, slipped to the gate and glanced at the front stage, the girl was still calling. When she came out to take a taxi to the train station, she knew that she had to leave quickly, and she was afraid that she would not be able to leave if she was too late, and remembered that before every business trip, the editors would have a drink with her, and looked at her meaningfully every time she only told four words: "Pay attention to safety." ”

Sometimes I think they are quite ink, and they are not children, pay attention to safety all day long, pay attention to safety, let her think of her grandmother, the old man every time he sees her, he holds her hand and chatters: "Kuan'er, you have to pay attention to safety, you have to pull over when you cross the street, Kuan'er, will you pull aside?"

And most of these people don't know her past and experience, thinking that she is as simple as an ordinary girl, but she doesn't know that this girl has been protecting others all these years, and she is desperately protecting.

How many times when her safety and life were threatened, she stared at death and never flinched, and the firmness of those eyes scared off many men and enemies, and as long as she was determined, she would never allow anyone and any kind of provocation.

But now she feels that she misses what her brothers said, stay safe. Just four words, it is an earnest entrustment before every business trip, how boring but so important.

There are a lot of people now who are scolding journalists, saying that journalists are like vultures. Although she has not been a journalist for many years, whenever she sees her peers still insisting on running on the front line, she feels fortunate that there are these vultures, which expose the evil to the sun and make the government pay more attention. I also do my best to make the society a little better, not hypocritical, I really think so.