The main Hokage man will only hinder my speed in making hand seals

The reporter felt his body becoming more and more itchy, mixed with bursts of tingling.

Seeing that the medicine seller and Qinghe did not move, he could not help but urge them: "I have said everything I need to say, please help Ichikawa to be reborn!"

The medicine seller is no longer the same as before. He will no longer easily believe one-sided words.

If what the reporter said was true, he should have been killed by the cat by now.

"Ichikawa Setsuko, there is no need for salvation."

The medicine seller raised the demon-killing sword and looked at the woman: "Please tell me the truth about her."

The woman turned her head and looked out the car window.

The scene outside was changing, like the opening of an old movie.

After the darkness dissipated, a scene inside an office appeared.

Newspapers and documents are piled up at the workstations, and everyone is carefully organizing the materials.

A young woman in a white suit walked in from outside and rushed into the office of the editor-in-chief of the newspaper.

"Editor-in-chief, why don't you accept my material?" Setsuko Ichikawa slammed the desk.

The man in the scene looked up and it was the reporter Kiyoshi Moriya.

Moriya Qing remained calm, and even said with a bit of impatience: "As a woman, why are you competing with men for jobs?"

"Women should stay at home honestly. Pursuing so-called liberation of thought and female independence are all traps set by capitalists."

Ichikawa Setsuko slammed her desk. "Don't talk to me about other things. Please answer my question first!"

The noise inside had attracted the attention of colleagues outside, so Moriya Qing had to give in: "Calm down, let's go talk outside."

The scene changed and turned into a corridor.

Kiyoshi Moriya told Setsuko Ichikawa based on her own experience: "It's not good for a young woman like you to be too strong-willed."

"Those materials you have are very novel, but they are not suitable for publication in newspapers. Please look at them again and try again."

Kiyoshi Moriya looked at the unconvinced Setsuko Ichikawa and gave a sincere suggestion: "Why don't you write street gossip? It's more suitable for women."

Ichikawa Setsuko was so angry that she laughed coldly: "I'm talking to you, are you jealous of me?"

"...What?" Moriya Qing was like hearing something extremely absurd: "I'm jealous of you? Why should I be jealous of you?"

"I'm a man and you're a woman, how could I be jealous of you?"

"Then you have to ask yourself." Setsuko Ichikawa didn't want to waste any more time with him.

She turned and walked out: "It's no use suppressing me. I will bring out news that you can't suppress."

The scene outside the car darkened.

The medicine seller looked at the reporter, waiting for him to make an excuse.

The reporter looked a little unhappy, but he still explained calmly: "I just think that as a woman, she doesn't need to fight on the front line."

"I'm giving her some advice for her own good."

The scene outside the car lit up again and turned back into the editor-in-chief's office.

Ichikawa Setsuko came to Moriya Kiyoshi again and put a few photos on the table: "Editor-in-chief, this news must be reported this time."

"This is..." Moriya Qing looked carefully, with shock on his face: "You went to investigate Mayor Fukuda?!"

"That's right, and I've already got decisive evidence. Once it's reported, it will definitely expose his veil!"

Ichikawa Setsuko refused to give in: "We must not let the public be kept in the dark about such a serious matter as corruption. No matter what, I will..."

"That's great!" Kiyoshi Moritani interrupted her excitedly.

He stood up excitedly: "Ichikawa, I was right about you. I knew you could do it!"

"Editor-in-chief?" Setsuko Ichikawa was confused.

Moriya Qing smiled and patted her shoulder: "I was worried that you were too impetuous and might have said something that could be easily misunderstood."

"But now it seems that you are already an excellent reporter."

Moriya Qing picked up the photos on the table and looked at them again and again: "Are these all you have? Ichikawa, you haven't told anyone else, right?"

"No, no..." Setsuko Ichikawa was a little overwhelmed by the contrast between his words and deeds.

Moriya Qing put the photo back in her hand: "That's good, you must not tell anyone else, we must be the first to release this news!"

"By the way, I will arrange a secluded place for you right away. You will be in charge of writing the main manuscript this time."

Ichikawa Setsuko felt flattered. She pointed at herself in disbelief and said, "Let me write? Really?"

"Of course. You're the junior I think is the best. I feel at ease leaving it to you." Moritani Kiyoshi encouraged her.

Ichikawa Setsuko lowered her head and wiped away her tears, her voice full of apology: "I'm sorry, Mr. Moritani, I misunderstood you and said some unpleasant things to you before..."

"Thank you for giving me this opportunity. I will definitely not let you down!"

The memories outside the carriage came to an end.

The reporter excitedly stood up from his seat and proved his innocence to others: "As you can see, I have always supported Ichikawa!"

"I am also very sad about Ichikawa's death, so I came to avenge her!"

The scene playback continues, and this time the characters appearing have changed.

The mayor appeared in the memory. He took off his coat and just sat down on the sofa when the phone on the table rang.

No one knew who was on the other end of the line, all they could hear was the mayor’s voice.

"Being photographed? Tsk, reporters are really omnipresent."

"Go and deal with it. I don't want to hear about this."

"No matter what means you use, you will get the benefits."

The truth is revealed in Hua Mao's memories, and the mastermind behind the scenes is, as expected, the mayor.

The reporter said angrily, "In order to cover up his corruption scandal, he brutally murdered Ichikawa!"

"I specifically looked for an opportunity to avenge Ichikawa, but I didn't expect..."

The reporter looked at the silent woman opposite him with deep sorrow.

He scratched more vigorously. It was so itchy and painful...something was feeling more and more wrong with his body.

〖Meow--〗

The handrail on the car slowly dropped down, and a blue-gray hand grabbed the ring.

The reporter was so frightened that his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

A few more handrails were lowered, and men and women of all sizes slowly grabbed the rings.

A child with black eyes, Chiyo Nomoto with blood at the corner of her mouth, a middle-aged woman who had lost both ears, a driver with twisted limbs, and a policeman who was as stiff as a corpse.

They stared at the reporter blankly, with deliberate strange smiles on their faces.

Between them, there was another handrail hanging down, as if waiting for someone to join.

"Get away! Get away! I don't want to die! Don't look at me!"

The reporter rolled and crawled to the medicine seller's feet: "Save me, I am really innocent! Didn't you see it just now?"

The memories outside the car window have reached their final stage.

In the hotel room, Setsuko Ichikawa repeatedly revised her press release, trying to make her debut perfect.

The phone rang, and when she answered it, she heard Kiyoshi Moritani's voice from the other end.

"Ichikawa, how is the manuscript going? Have you collected all the evidence?"

Ichikawa Setsuko said with a smug tone, "It's all done, and can be sent out anytime!"

"Then let's meet tomorrow and send out the news after we confirm that the manuscript and evidence are correct."

Ichikawa Setsuko couldn't wait any longer: "Okay! Where shall we meet?"

"I'll contact you tomorrow. Bring your manuscript and evidence with you. Be careful of other people."

After hanging up the phone, Setsuko Ichikawa began to organize the manuscripts and evidence.

Tomorrow will be her first day as an outstanding female reporter!

Overjoyed, Setsuko Ichikawa did not sleep all night, waiting to meet Kiyoshi Moritani the next day.

The next day, just after dawn, the phone rang.

Setsuko Ichikawa took the manuscript and evidence, hurriedly checked out of the hotel and prepared to keep the appointment.

She looked at the hotel owner who had already gotten up to work, and felt very emotional.

Fortunately, she is a journalist and will not become such a housewife.

Just wait, soon her name will be heard throughout the news media along with the news reports!