What is a journalist supposed to do?
To accurately and without any pretense peel back the true side of things, presenting it to the public, without embellishment, retaining the truth while eliminating the false. Achieving this is what makes a true journalist.
Fang Yi wants to report on the human trafficking issue, not because he's noble or some saint, but simply because Fang Yi wants to pass the test of his conscience, that's all.
As for that woman who took the baby away and can't be found, Fang Yi isn't worried, because there are at least seven hours left until they reach Moon City. This update is available on NoveIＦire.net
In these seven hours, even if he searched one by one, he would still find them, unless the other party jumps off the train.
But this isn't a movie; even if the tracks cross a bridge with a big lake below, jumping off at such a high speed would kill or cripple a normal person.
So Fang Yi isn't worried at all.
A small episode passed.
Fang Yi looked at the woman with burgundy hair and the boy with glasses sitting across his seat.
Now that this is over, let's have a meeting with the two of them.
Fang Yi walked straight over, then sat down in his seat, placed his hands on the table, and looked at the woman with burgundy hair across from him, his eyes openly expressing his admiration.
Of course, this admiration is simply the kind a man shows upon seeing a beautiful woman, without any feelings involved.
But this is exactly what Fang Yi wanted to show. Since he knew the other side was there to follow him, possibly sent by Song Lejun to get back at him, if he didn't play along, wouldn't that be too unreasonable?
Gui Ziyue naturally noticed Fang Yi's 'admiring' gaze. She looked at Fang Yi and smiled, "Sir, you were really amazing just now. Have you learned martial arts?"
Fang Yi responded, "Yes, I have."
Gui Ziyue continued, "So what martial arts have you learned?"
As she said this, Gui Ziyue looked at Fang Yi with slightly admiring eyes, as if mimicking a little girl talking to an older brother.
Fang Yi felt an urge to expose her.
If you want to get close to me, can't you be less perfunctory and a bit more enthusiastic?
Fang Yi couldn't help but want to roll his eyes.
But Fang Yi forcefully held back.
He's waiting for them to use a beauty trap!
As long as she dares, he dares to play along!
"Actually, my martial arts aren't that impressive, just average." Fang Yi said modestly.
"Really? Can you tell me about it?" Gui Ziyue still used a perfunctory 'alluring' tone.
At this moment, Fang Yi suddenly became a chatterbox: "Let me tell you, since I was young, I've been immersed in it, wielding swords, spears, and staffs skillfully, preferring nunchakus for their blend of softness and hardness, wanting to go to Shaolin and Wudang..."
Gui Ziyue's mouth twitched.
She felt like she was being played!
"This... is the lyrics to a song, right?" Gui Ziyue reminded him.
"Really?" Fang Yi looked puzzled.
This guy is definitely playing dumb.
Fang Yi suddenly covered his mouth and coughed twice.
Gui Ziyue's eyes lit up; she took a bottle of mineral water from her bag and handed it to Fang Yi, saying with a smile, "Have a sip of water."
Fang Yi said politely, "Oh, I really shouldn't."
Gui Ziyue replied, "There's no need to be shy, just drink it."
Fang Yi made an "oh" sound, without any suspicion, opened the cap, and brought the mouth of the mineral water bottle to his lips.
not only Gui Ziyue, but Di Xiaotong also couldn't help but look over, because Fang Yi was about to drink the water from the bottle.
There's something in it!
As long as he drinks it, the plan is complete!