In the tiny quiet bar, the resident singer was performing "Black Rain."
Often, people traveled far and wide to dig up news, only to return empty-handed. That was nothing unusual.
The group of three from the newspaper was about to leave this place. Having found nothing, they planned to spend the evening experiencing the local atmosphere—in other words, they had come together to this tiny quiet bar to indulge themselves a little.
Most of the people inside the quiet bar were outsiders... and most of them were fellow journalists of Ren Ziling's.
Some seemed to be discussing whether they should secretly bypass the controlled areas and sneak into the zone shrouded in fog. After all, the entire nation was watching this matter. Whoever could obtain firsthand information might truly rise to the top in a single step.
It wasn't only domestic journalists. Ren Ziling even spotted several foreigners. A large number of foreign media outlets were probably on their way here, or had already reached places near the foggy region.
Ren Ziling even believed that the first people to sneak into the restricted zone would very likely be those foreign journalists.
For once, Ren Ziling had no intention of rushing into the fog to dig up the truth. The reason was simple—if something happened on her own turf, someone would cover for her. But if something happened here, she would be completely done for.
What would Luo Qiu do after I was gone? Who would pay the mortgage?
So... cheers!
"Sister Ren, you and Akiko stay here. I'm going to the restroom." Lizi stood up.
Ren Ziling was slightly tipsy. Hearing this, she merely waved her hand, then stared drunkenly at the glass before her. "Be careful. Don't let the uncle selling grilled skewers by the roadside abduct you."
Lizi