I was a rookie reporter in the 00s

Moonlight filtered through the half-open curtains, dappling the faces of Zhang Wanqing, Fu Siyuan, and Li Wei. They sat in their office, piled high with documents and materials they had obtained from Zhao Tianming. Their brows furrowed, their eyes revealing a mixture of nervous anticipation. They decided to exploit Zhao Tianming's greed and set a trap to see if he would reveal his true intentions.

Zhang Wanqing stared intently at the documents in her hands, her fingers tapping gently on the table, as if silently expressing her inner anxiety. As a reporter, she was extremely sensitive to every detail, knowing that there was a huge secret hidden behind these documents.

Li Wei broke the silence in the office: "We already know Zhao Tianming's greed. We can use this to set a trap."

Fu Siyuan looked up, his eyes meeting Zhang Wanqing's. "You mean, should we pretend to have more dirty laundry on him to lure him in?"

Li Wei nodded: "This is a good idea, but we must be cautious. Zhao Tianming is not an easy character to deal with."

Fu Siyuan flipped through the documents, his brow furrowed. "We need to create some fake negative information to attract Zhao Tianming's attention."

Li Wei stood up and said firmly, "We can take advantage of Zhao Tianming's greed and fabricate some false news about his competitors, making him think we have something on him."

Zhang Wanqing nodded. "At the same time, we must also be prepared for Zhao Tianming's possible reaction. He might resort to extreme measures."

Li Wei said: "I will contact some old friends to see if they can provide some help."

They came to Zhao Tianming's company again. The receptionist at the front desk was still the young woman. When she saw the three people coming in, she showed a professional smile on her face.

"Welcome to Tianming Group. How can I help you?" Her voice was sweet and polite.

Zhang Wanqing stepped forward and said with a smile, "We are here to see Mr. Zhao Tianming. We have already made an appointment."

The receptionist checked the computer, then smiled and said, "Please wait a moment. I will contact Mr. Zhao's secretary right away."

A few minutes later, Zhao Tianming's secretary came out. She was a woman in professional attire with a formal smile on her face.

"Ms. Zhang, Mr. Fu, Mr. Li, Mr. Zhao is waiting for you, please follow me."

They were taken to a spacious conference room where Zhao Tianming sat at the end of the conference table. He was wearing a neat suit and had a confident smile on his face.

"Welcome, welcome. I heard that you have some questions to ask me?" His voice was low and powerful, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

Zhang Wanqing smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao, we have some information about you that we think might be of interest to you."

Zhao Tianming's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. "Oh? What information is that?"

Fu Siyuan took out a USB drive and handed it to Zhao Tianming: "This contains records of your transactions with some politicians."

Zhao Tianming's expression changed completely. He stood up and raised his voice a few degrees: "This is slander against me. I suggest you leave immediately."

Li Wei stood up and said in a firm voice: "Mr. Zhao, we just want to reveal the truth. If you cooperate, we can guarantee your safety."

Zhao Tianming was silent for a while, then sighed: "Okay, I can tell you some information, but you must promise not to leak it out."

Zhao Tianming then told the three of them that he was just a small fry, and that there were higher-level forces behind him. The massage center was only what we could see; there was a much larger conspiracy behind it, involving high-level political and economic interests, and Zhao Tianming was just a small player in this conspiracy.

The moonlight was cold, slicing through the city sky like a sharp blade, shrouding everything in a mysterious silver glow. Zhang Wanqing, Fu Siyuan, and Li Wei sat in a dimly lit office, the documents provided by Zhao Tianming spread out on the table before them.

Zhang Wanqing stared intently at the documents in her hands, silently revealing her inner anxiety. As a journalist, she was extremely sensitive to every detail, knowing that there was a huge secret hidden behind these documents.

"Zhao Tianming said he's just the tip of the iceberg," Zhang Wanqing's voice was low and trembling with a barely perceptible tremor. "The power behind him is our true opponent."

Fu Siyuan flipped through the documents, his brow furrowed. "Here are some photos showing Zhao Tianming meeting with several political figures in private. We've never seen these people before."

Li Wei's expression turned serious. "If Zhao Tianming is involved in political dealings, then this case becomes even more complicated."

Zhang Wanqing nodded: "We need to find more evidence and protect this information at the same time."

These files contained a large amount of bank transfer records, communication records, and notes from some secret meetings. They discovered that there seemed to be a larger force behind Zhao Tianming that was manipulating everything.

Zhang Wanqing's eyes were fixed on the computer screen. She discovered some abnormal fund flows, which flowed into a mysterious overseas account.

“The flow of funds is extremely suspicious,” she said, her voice a touch nervous. “The money ended up in an account we can’t trace.”

Fu Siyuan leaned over to take a look, his brow furrowed. "What does this mean? Is Zhao Tianming really just a pawn as he says?"

Li Wei stood up and said in a low voice, "If Zhao Tianming is just a pawn, then who is the real mastermind behind this? What is their purpose?"

They began to investigate the flow of funds and found that the funds eventually flowed to a mysterious organization called "Dark Current", which seemed to be engaged in various illegal activities around the world, including arms smuggling, human trafficking and political manipulation.

Zhang Wanqing's face turned pale. "This organization... their power is beyond our imagination."

Fu Siyuan's voice trembled: "Can we...can we fight against such an organization?"

Li Wei's eyes were firm: "We must expose their crimes, no matter how powerful they are."

They continued to investigate further, digging out more information about the "Dark Current" organization.

As night fell, the city's neon lights twinkled like stars, illuminating this sleepless night. Zhang Wanqing, Fu Siyuan, and Li Wei sat in a dimly lit office, their desks filled with documents and materials obtained from Zhao Tianming.

Just as the three of them were investigating for more information about the "Undercurrent" organization, news suddenly came that Zhao Tianming had been killed by a killer.

"The organization behind Zhao Tianming must have discovered that he had betrayed the organization and told us the truth, so they assassinated him." Li Wei said.

"We have to be careful and protect our own safety while investigating!" said Fu Siyuan.

Zhang Wanqing was a little scared, but with her two friends Fu Siyuan and Li Wei by her side, she had the courage to fight the dark forces to the end.