The reporters shouldered their cameras and recording gear, skillfully waging a round of battle against the police.
In the end, thanks to the parking lot's complicated layout, its many entrances, and the fact that the police had only just arrived and were short on manpower, they successfully got one person inside, secretly filming the current situation.
The tv station that received the tip was overjoyed and rushed to process this precious footage.
And without their knowledge, another signal quietly infiltrated and secretly livestreamed this footage through a mysterious mini program.
Not long after, text began scrolling by—clearly someone had noticed the activity here.
Chianti: [Let me see who's so unlucky they ran into Uzo again?]
Chianti: [Haha, Vodka! Sure enough, it's you again.]
Vodka: "..." This obnoxious woman wasn't staking out the target properly, so why was she mocking me?! Big Brother, hurry up and teach her a lesson!
To Vodka's disappointment, however, Gin did not speak up—in fact, he had almost never seen Big Brother show himself in the Passerby Mutual Aid Association mini program. If not for the silent vote Gin cast every time they placed bets, Vodka would almost have suspected Big Brother had already uninstalled the mini program.
Gin said nothing, and the others did not speak either.
But the chat box did not fall silent because of that, because Chianti soon spoke again: [A Porsche 356A? Haha, Gin, that kid finally brought disaster down on your head!]
Korn: [That isn't Gin's car. The color and license plate are different.]
Chianti: [No kidding! You think I can't tell? But out of all these cars, Uzo just had to pick this one—Gin, looks like it's your turn to be targeted this time.]
Chianti spewed a round of gleeful nonsense, happy to fan the flames, but only managed