Chapter 41 third chapter

Machiko seems to have escaped and left the official residence of Usami, the head of the Criminal Police Department. She drove wildly on Huancheng North Road. She seems to have heard the baritone Shinto say to Higashida: "I don't trust the little girl Mizushima Machiko, you go to the official residence of the Criminal Police Department to find out the news!" Machiko felt very wronged.In fact, she has always given Dongtian face.This time, Dong Tian was not assigned to report the murder case.But Machiko asked Higashida for instructions and reports on almost every step to maintain the dignity of his director of the reporter department. As a result, they did something else behind her back!

That boy Yazaki is nothing.Isn't it just to inquire about a black car, as if she Machiko would steal his credit for his own.In fact, no matter how busy she is, she will never forget to report to her superiors who interviewed what news.But Yazaki, I'm afraid she won't report his name, ignore her, belittle her, play with her... Shinto also asked Machiko to have a good relationship with him, how can this relationship be good? Machiko gripped the steering wheel so hard that she was sweating. "Hmph, I understand, these stinky men want to monopolize the interview of this case and exclude me as a woman!"

Machiko has brothers and sisters who are much older than her. When the friends of the brothers and sisters come to play at home, they often tease her, arrest her and dress her up as a monster.Machiko cried, screamed, and ran away desperately, determined not to be a monster.Sometimes she got bruised and swollen and didn't surrender to the big brothers and sisters who surrounded her, letting them dress up as monsters.However, surrounded by big brothers and sisters, she felt very happy, and after entering the newspaper office, she was surrounded by men again.They hadn't been offended when good news got ahead of other papers before, and they didn't mind a bit when she lost her temper with them.That means, it doesn't matter, there are big men like us!She wanted them to praise her own news stories.But what happens when she actually writes a great article?Those big men just praised her like a kindergarten child, but secretly sarcasm her: "It's better to be a woman, she is attractive, and it is easy to interview good news!"

Interviews on homicide cases have always been the monopoly of male reporters.Although with the progress of the times, female reporters have also begun to get involved, but all male reporters want to keep their vested rights.It was their man's place, a playground to satisfy their instincts, and they didn't want their world to be polluted by perfume, by long hair, by the sheen of stockings. Shinto, Higashida, Yazaki, without exception!Machiko knew this a long time ago, long ago. Machiko slammed the steering wheel and drove the car into the parking lot of a suburban bookstore.While telling myself not to go in today, I entered the automatic door of the bookstore.

As soon as Machiko walked into the bookstore, several middle-aged men browsing the pornographic magazine shelves immediately turned their faces, and after greedily licking her from head to toe with their eyes, they continued to look at the photos of naked girls. The mobile phone in her arms vibrated, and Machiko turned on the mobile phone, and the soft voice of Otake, the director of the Final Appraisal Department, rang in her ears. "Is it Mizushima? I'm Otake. Regarding the report on the black car, can you just write the black car as the headline? Your title is too long." "No, no! Just publish the article according to the title I wrote!"

"That's so boring, it's not exciting at all." "Then you can find Yazaki. The material is from his interview. If you have nothing else to do, I will hang up." Dazhu hurriedly said: "Don't hang up, don't hang up, there is something else. There is a phone call for you. It is a man, but he didn't say what his name is. Do you know who it is?" Machiko was trembling with anger, and hung up the phone without saying a word.With trembling fingers, he pulled out one magazine after another from the special shelf of "Mobilization Work Information" and flipped through it randomly.Knowing that she couldn't find a more suitable job in the magazine, she still flipped through the pages one after another until the song "Auld Lang Syne" rang out from the loudspeaker in the bookstore.

It's almost 11 o'clock, and the bookstore is about to close.The men, each with a volume of pornographic magazines, walked towards the cash register, and Machiko went to the stationery rack. Let's do it! When Machiko walked out of the bookstore and returned to the car, she was holding an eraser in the shape of an orange in her sweaty hand.In the drawer of her house, there are already erasers of various shapes, strawberry, apple, grape, pineapple, lemon... everything. fool! Machiko scanned the parking lot with desperate eyes, she was looking for "her". She didn't want to pursue the case of the murder of the housewife, and "she" was also a decisive material.

This kind of thinking can be said to be close to longing.Let Shinto, Higashida, and Yazaki deal with the case of the murder of the housewife, and let them complain as much as they want.They will be burned to ashes and annihilated by "Toyo Shimbun" and "Xianyou Times".She wanted to end the case of the murder of the housewife as soon as possible, and end the so-called "Hawkeye War" as soon as possible. For this, she needed a material with decisive significance. If I could meet "her"... However, this mysterious material did not emerge this evening. Machiko let out a long breath, started the car, and continued to run along the Huancheng North Road.

Across the street of the motel, you will find the official residences of the Chief of the First Search Section, the Chief of the Appraisal Section, and the Captain of the Anti-riot Squad.Machiko has been thinking about "her". What is "she" thinking, what is "she" doing, does "she" still remember her Machiko? Suddenly, a car sprang out from the alley leading to the official residence of the head of the first search section, and was about to hit it, Machiko stepped on the brakes to the bottom. The other party poked his head out of the car window and asked apologetically, "Is it all right?"

Machiko took a closer look, and it turned out to be Kusakabe, a reporter from "Toyo Shimbun": "Ah, it doesn't matter." Kusakabe is thirty-five or sixteen years old, nicknamed "Big Plaza". After working in Tokyo for a while, he recently returned to the reporter station where he was a reporter when he was young, and is responsible for guiding a group of young reporters. Kusakabe got out of the car, walked to Machiko's car, put his hands on the roof of the car and looked at Machiko inside the car, and said heartily, "It seems that there is no injury."

"It's okay." Machiko turned her face away, let off the brake to leave.The opponent was a member of the "Toyo Shimbun" who had used all vicious methods in the "Eagle View War". Even if they met in the press room or at a press conference, they would ignore each other. "I'm sorry, I still have something to do." Machiko said and stepped on the accelerator, and the car moved. "Don't, don't go!" Kusakabe reached in through the car window and grabbed Machiko's shoulder. "You...what are you going to do?" Machiko shrank back instinctively, staring at the grass wall. "Just now, I called you." Telephone?Is it the man Dazhu mentioned just now? Thinking of this, Machiko asked, "Did you call the newspaper office?" "Yes. I want to ask you something." "Please? What's the matter?" Machiko stared at Sobe vigilantly. Kusakabe smiled: "Miss Mizushima, do you want to be transferred to our newspaper office?" "what?" "The reporter's station is short of people. How about it? Don't you want to show your skills in "Toyo Shimbun?" The moment he heard these words, the bugs in Machiko's body stopped agitating.