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Chapter 361 The Allure of Journalism

As Ma Zhaodi finished speaking, Wade Erling's hand couldn't help but reach for the gun at his waist.

If news like "US military general shoots innocent Asian civilian in the street" were reported, he would certainly be in a very troublesome situation. However, this bastard was making sarcastic remarks about him and the entire army in front of his two teams of subordinates. This made General Erlin, who was used to smooth sailing and being high and mighty, really unable to hold back.

Especially considering that the woman who escaped from the military base has suddenly disappeared without a trace and may be about to escape the military's search and encirclement, Erlin's nameless anger grew even stronger.

If this continues and she manages to escape again, it will be very difficult to catch her next time.

“I’ll say it one last time, I don’t want to repeat myself.” He said coldly, his tone extremely stern, staring intently at Ma Zhaodi with sharp eyes, “Tell me the direction she escaped in.”

"Ugh."

Ma Zhaodi sighed, slowly lowered his head, patted the silly cat's head, and let it run back to the dining car.

"Erlin, Erlin," he sighed, "What have I done to deserve such disrespect from you?"

Colonel Erlin immediately lost control; he drew his gun in a second and pressed it directly against Ma Zhaodi's head.

“I said, tell me where she is.” He pulled the safety off his pistol: “Otherwise, you will be considered an accomplice to her defection and will be arrested as an accomplice.”

However, Ma Zhaodi just looked at him with the eyes of someone who thinks he's mentally challenged.

"Do you know who I am?"

Erlin frowned at the man's fearless attitude. Even with a gun to his head, the man remained calm and composed, which was enough to show that he was no ordinary person.

"who are you?"

"Since you don't know who I am, then you don't know where I live either?"

"I don't care where you live, even if you live in the White House—"

Before Erlin could finish speaking, a burst of powerful music suddenly rang out.

"Life, can you please spare me this once?"

"Hmm? What's the sound?"

Sometimes, you're so tired, but you don't know why you have to keep going.

The sound grew louder and louder, so much so that both teams couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the street corner to the side.

"Cruel reality is shattering the fortress of my inner strength."

The tremors on the ground grew stronger and stronger, and even Erlin turned his head to look warily.

At this moment, the source of the sound finally appeared, which turned out to be an unmanned, oversized semi-trailer truck.

Judging from the roaring engine, the terrifying sound waves, and the horrifying size that could crush a person, it was clear that it was the best of the best among reincarnation tools in another world.

"Wipe away your tears and face the mundane, trivial days—"

"Run!"

As the half-hanger hurtled straight toward the crowd, someone shouted, and the soldiers on both sides scattered to the sides of the road in a flash, fearing they would be sent to another world. Erlin did the same; he ignored Ma Zhaodi and strode to the base of the wall on the side of the street.

"A spoonful of sauce~"

As the music reached its climax, the roaring semi-trailer truck sped off and disappeared into the street.

Was anyone in the driver's seat of that car just now?

"Where did that truck come from?!"

"Stop asking, chase them!" Colonel Erlin shouted urgently. "They dared to attack us; they're no ordinary hit-and-run driver. We must strike hard! Team A, give chase immediately!"

After he finished making the arrangements, he immediately wanted to continue the interrogation, but when he turned to look in Ma Zhaodi's direction, the other party had already disappeared from the spot.

"Where did they go?!"

"Sir, I didn't see it!"

"Damn it, find it right now!" Only then did Erlin remember the two questions Ma Zhaodi had just asked him.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Since you don't know who I am, then you don't know where I live either?"

"Damn it! That bastard tricked me!"

At this moment, Colonel Erlin vowed in his heart that he would find this guy and give him a good hard time.

Although the other party may not have actually broken the law, the military, especially someone of his status and from a special department, does not need to consider the other party's legality. This is also why he is used to being aloof and superior.

On the other side, Ma Zhaodi stopped his three-wheeled motorcycle in the alley. He looked at the scene of Erlin's impotent rage on the surveillance footage and couldn't help but sneer.

"I hate it most when someone points a gun at my head."

"Stop pretending at a time like this." The three-wheeled vehicle couldn't help but complain: "My 3D projection is still just a projection. Once they realize that the semi-trailer has disappeared, that team might come back looking for you. Before they find you, you should run far away and avoid trouble."

"I should avoid his sharp edge?" Ma Zhaodi rolled his eyes. "We've been running for ten minutes, I'm tired—let's pull up that video first."

"Which paragraph?"

“From the moment Erling chased after me to the moment he pointed a gun at me, remove the scenes of the half-cart and the woman getting into the dining car.”

"Got it, this is the most captivating moment in journalism."

"I told you to stop surfing the internet—besides, can this even be called journalism? If I dared to release a bombshell like 'military human experiment subjects escape,' that news would definitely not see the light of day tomorrow."

"how do you want to do it?"

"After retrieving the video and audio recordings, we'll directly modify the record of this street, erasing the woman's image."

"What about the semi-trailer?"

"That part doesn't need to be worried about."

"at last?"

"Finally, it will be sent directly to the email addresses of reporters at major newspapers, and then posted online the next day with the headline 'US Military Colonel Pulls Gun to Threaten Innocent Citizens in the Street: What Has Our Country Become?'"

"Not Asian?"

“If I were Black, I could be included, but Asians—let’s forget it, let them find out for themselves.”

At this moment, the woman in the dining car, hearing that the dense footsteps outside seemed to have disappeared, secretly peeked out.

“No need to hide anymore.” Ma Zhaodi opened the small partition for her: “Come out quickly, I still have spicy strips in my car, don’t let them smell.”

After the woman came out, she looked around to make sure the environment was safe, nodded to Ma Zhaodi, and then turned to run away.

"Stop for a second," Ma Zhaodi immediately stopped her. "How can this outsider be so rude? Did you say thank you?"

".ah?"

"Say thank you."

".Thanks."

"Very good, now say your name."

"I really can't tell you that. What's going on with me is very important and dangerous; it's a top-secret matter."

“You don’t respect me. I saved you, but you’re not honest enough.” Ma Zhaodi shook his head: “I at least need to make sure I didn’t save a bad guy.”

The woman bit her lip, and after a moment, she sighed dejectedly.

"My name is Betty Sang Susie."

(End of this chapter)