Meiman's eldest son of God

Chapter 18 Reporter Interview

Chapter 18 Reporter Interview

When the police officers rushed into the bank and saw the two robbers lying on the ground, they realized that the man in civilian clothes and carrying shopping bags was not a robber at all.

With the testimony of passers-by who were trapped before, Mark finally got rid of the suspicion.At the same time, those passers-by also began to tell the police what happened just now.

Several police officers who had just suppressed Mark also began to apologize to Mark, saying that they had acted too hard just now, and at the same time praised Mark for being a hero and a man.

Mark also smiled slightly and didn't care about them, but just did what he should do.After all, it would happen to anyone who put it on, a guy who suddenly walked out of the robbery scene with a shopping bag.

It will definitely arouse suspicion, first know what is in the shopping bag.

As the saying goes, Hong Kong journalists run fast and often make big news.

As the predecessors of Hong Kong journalists, American journalists run faster, and their ability to make news is also greater.

Before the police car left and the crowd dispersed, American journalists had already arrived at the scene.

A female reporter in uniform held a microphone, barely squeezed in front of Mark, passed the microphone over, and asked Mark, "As the hero of this robbery, do you have anything to say? "

The female reporter thinks that everyone does good deeds and becomes a hero in order to become famous, but it is a pity that she is interviewing Mark.

Mark creatively looked at the female reporter and asked, "If you saw a child with a gun pointed at his head, wouldn't you stand up?"

It was almost a soul questioning, which made the female reporter swallow the lines she had prepared in an instant.The female reporter didn't know what to ask for a while, but the people around heard Mark's answer and immediately cheered.

The shouts of "heroes" overwhelmed the waves.

Mark used to be a ghost agent and enjoyed the title of unsung heroes, which is really too much, but very few people really know what they did. It was the first time he was called a hero under the sun, which made him Mark also enjoys it quite a lot, and no one will refuse this feeling.

Some would say that if you really want to live a peaceful life, you shouldn't be a part of it all, or enjoy the title of hero.

But do you really understand Mark's calmness?
Isn't walking to the top of the road to stardom the peaceful life of a star?

Everyone's understanding of life is different, just like Mark.

He does not resent himself being exposed to the spotlight, nor does he resent himself appearing in the news the next day, nor does he resent others calling him a hero.

After going to the police station to make a brief record, Mark left the gate of the NYPD's main office.

As one of the oldest administrative agencies in the United States, the NYPD, which is responsible for managing the order in and around New York City and protecting the safety of New York City, has always respected heroes, and even sent a police officer to follow Mark with a gun.

It is to prevent the gangster's partner from observing all this secretly and trying to retaliate against the hero.

But if you think about it carefully, no one would have the guts to attack a hero who just saved the citizens at the gate of the New York City Police Department.

If those guys dare to do that, whether it succeeds or not, it is a kind of provocation to the NYPD.

Just when Mark thought the matter was over, a figure suddenly rushed in front of Mark, and another police officer standing beside Mark immediately reached out to grab the gun on his waist.

But Mark reached out faster to stop him from grabbing the gun, and calmly said to the police officer: "The guy is just a girl, there is no need to be so excited, you see he has nothing!"

Mark's calm look made more little stars appear in the girl's eyes.

"What's the matter?" Mark asked.

"Is that the hero who rescued 132 trapped people at Citibank today?" the girl asked excitedly.

"Yes, I am! May I ask who you are?" Mark asked.

"Hello, I'm Yrel, a reporter from the Daily Horn." Yrel said, holding up the sign on his chest.

It's just that she is indeed a reporter for the Daily Bugle, but she needs to add the word trainee.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Yrel, may I help you?"

"Can you talk about how you felt when you were at the scene of the crime, facing two gunmen armed with guns?" Yrel asked directly without being polite at all.

"To be honest, I didn't want to get involved in this matter, but until the gangster with the shotgun, that is, the gangster who is now dead. When he pointed his gun at the child, I felt that this matter should not be involved. Just had to step in. His life is just beginning and he should have had a good time seeing what this event was like instead of dying at the hands of a bunch of desperadoes lunatics. So I'll stand up at that time Come out. Do you think my answer is okay?" Mark said bluntly.

He didn't care how the intern reporter in front of him would change what he said.

Now Mark has turned on the built-in recording function of his mobile phone.As long as they dare to write nonsense, Mark will take this recording and go directly to court with them.

"Then I would like to ask, how did you subdue the two armed robbers at that time? If it is not convenient to disclose, it does not matter."

Apparently, this intern reporter was not as sophisticated as he imagined, and could even say such things.Mark couldn't help but burst out laughing, and said to Yrel: "Your question is very interesting. But the situation at that time was captured by surveillance cameras. Maybe you can find the managers of the bank at that time and investigate there. Surveillance cameras. I believe they should not refuse, for a beautiful girl like you."

Mark's words have been quite euphemistic, and Yrel can hear it.But listening to the other party's name for him and some pride in his appearance, Yrel felt that he could still use this to learn some exclusive news.

"Then can I have an exclusive interview with you? It won't be too long for about half an hour."

The police officer next to Mark smiled slightly at Mark. As an old police officer, he had seen such things too much. He patted Mark on the shoulder lightly and gave Mark a knowing look.

How could Mark not understand the old police officer's eyes on him, but shook his head with a helpless wry smile.

(End of this chapter)