Two people finally managed to get this woman inside, and then the room slammed shut. But no one noticed that something had fallen out of the woman's pocket. Qin Chizian quickly opened the door, ran over to pick it up, and upon returning to the room, he found that it was actually a press card. The name on the card was Ouyang Hong, and the organization was none other than the Southern Weekly.
Southern Weekly is a serious newspaper in our country with wide influence and high credibility, which pursues the goal of "understanding China here" and adheres to the basic principles of "justice, conscience, compassion, and rationality."
Just now, a journalist was kidnapped!
Qin Chizian didn't have time to think much. He quickly put on his clothes and went to the door of the opposite room. He leaned against the door and listened carefully, hearing scolding from inside.
Qin Chizian Knocking on the door, the sound inside stopped, and a male voice came to the door and asked, "Who is it?"
Qin Chizian Standing in the blind spot of the peephole: "I am the hotel security. I heard fighting noises while patrolling just now, so I came to check."
The man inside said, "There's no fighting, we were just playing around," but he didn't show any intention of opening the door.
Qin Chizian continued, "Please open the door, or we will call the police!"
The person inside seemed to be discussing, and finally the door was opened a crack.
In the instant the door opened, Qin Chizian delivered a straight punch that knocked the person's jaw off, leaving them unable to make a sound. Then, he extended his leg and kicked the person over onto the bed.
Another man reacted quickly, swinging an electric baton that emitted blue arcs of electricity towards Qin Chizian. Qin Chizian sidestepped and grabbed his wrist, using the momentum to disarm him. The man winced in pain as the electric baton was seized by Qin Chizian, who then swiftly struck him with it, knocking him unconscious. The other person lying on the bed was still struggling, but Qin Chizian approached and delivered another blow, leaving both men silent.
The woman's mouth was taped shut, and her bag had been rummaged through messily.
Qin Chizian peeled off the tape from her mouth. "Are you a reporter?"
The woman nodded.
"Your name is Ouyang Hong?"
The woman nodded again.
Qin Chizian continued to ask, "Who are these two? Do you need me to call the police for you?"
Ouyang Hong asked in return, "May I ask who you are?"
Qin Chizian handed over his work ID.
Ouyang Hong seemed to have just recovered and took Qin Chizian's ID to look carefully: "I came to investigate the pollution situation at Dahua Paper Mill. I was deceived to come here by a woman named Bao Shanshan from their company. These two are security guards arranged by Dahua Paper Mill, forcing me to reveal where I put the film I took! Because it was an undercover investigation, we didn't want to alert the locals..."
"You? You said there was another person with you?" Qin Chizian said.
Ouyang Hong looked at Qin Chizian, who was also wearing a mask, and became alert again: "The film is on him, but I won't tell you where he is!"
Qin Chizian reached out to stop her: "If you trust me, I can help you report to the police or let you go now. If you don't trust me, I'll leave now, and you can do as you please!"
Ouyang Hong straightened her clothes and belongings: "I'll leave now, but my colleague said Dahua also arranged people at the train station... They also took away my ID..."
Qin Chizian groped the two people lying down, found a women's cell phone and an ID card, and handed them over to the terrified Ouyang Hong: "Okay, you can leave now."
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