I was a rookie reporter in the 00s

As Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan tried to open the door to the basement room, footsteps sounded from the end of the corridor. They exchanged glances and quickly retreated into the shadows along the wall. A moment later, Wen Jing appeared at the end of the corridor, her steps light and slow, as if she was in no hurry to get anywhere.

Wen Jing walked to the door of the room, gently pushed it open, and walked in. Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan looked at each other, feeling uneasy. They knew that this room must be hiding some secret, and Wen Jing didn't seem to want them to find out.

Fu Siyuan whispered, "Wanqing, we have to find a way to go in and take a look. There must be clues in there."

Zhang Wanqing nodded, her eyes firm. "I agree. But Wen Jing will definitely not let us in. We have to think of a way."

The two quietly followed Wen Jing, observing her movements. Wen Jing stayed in the room for a while, seemingly sorting something, then gently closed the door and turned to leave. Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan took the opportunity to approach the door. Fu Siyuan gently pushed it open and looked inside.

The room was filled with a faint scent of incense and candles. Under the dim light, some strange objects were placed: an ancient bronze mirror, a broken porcelain vase, and a map pinned to the wall with red lines. The map was marked with red dots, which seemed to be related to certain areas of the city.

Fu Siyuan whispered, "Wanqing, look at this, aren't these dots..."

Zhang Wanqing took the flashlight and carefully examined the markings on the map. She gasped, "These points seem to be connected to the location where the victim was found!"

Just then, footsteps were heard, getting closer and closer. Without giving it any time to think, the two quickly hid in the corner of the room. The door opened, and Wen Jing walked in, a subtle hint of nervousness on her face.

Wen Jing looked around, as if searching for something. She glanced around the corner, but didn't see Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan hiding. She murmured to herself, "Strange! I clearly heard a sound just now..."

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan held their breath, their hearts pounding. Wen Jing seemed uneasy. She walked over to the map, gently stroked the red dots, and whispered, "You really shouldn't have come to this place..."

There was a hint of warning in her voice, as if she were speaking to someone unseen. Fu Siyuan gently tugged at the corner of Zhang Wanqing's clothes, signaling her to leave. The two of them carefully retreated from the corner, trying not to make any noise.

When they returned to the hallway, Wen Jing had already left the room. Zhang Wanqing whispered, "Siyuan, I think Wen Jing knows a lot, but she doesn't want us to find out. We need to find a chance to talk to her."

Fu Siyuan nodded, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes: "I think so too. But Wen Jing will definitely not speak easily, we have to think of a way."

The two returned to the bar lobby. Wen Jing was sitting behind the bar with a gentle smile on her face, as if nothing had happened. Zhang Wanqing walked to the bar and said casually, "Sister Wen Jing, we just heard some strange noises in the basement. Is something broken?"

Wen Jing smiled slightly, a hint of vigilance flashing in her eyes: "Basement? The things in there are very old, maybe there are rats. Don't go in, there's nothing to see there."

Zhang Wanqing nodded, but her suspicions grew. She knew Wen Jing was hiding something, and the secret in that room might be the key to solving the entire case.

Fu Siyuan walked over to Zhang Wanqing and whispered, "Wanqing, I think we should find a chance to talk to Wen Jing alone. She must know something, but she definitely won't tell the truth here."

Zhang Wanqing nodded, her eyes fixed on Wen Jing. She knew that Wen Jing's reaction had exposed her uneasiness, and that this bar might really be directly related to the case.

As the night deepened, the bar gradually filled with customers. Wen Jing busied herself moving among the guests, her signature smile always on her face. Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan sat in a corner, quietly observing her every move.

Just then, a familiar figure walked into the bar—Li Wei. He looked around, his gaze finally landing on Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan. The two exchanged glances, nodded, and motioned for him to come over.

Li Wei walked over to them and whispered, "I just came out of the police station. Zhao Mingxuan asked me to come over here and take a look. Did you find anything?"

Zhang Wanqing told Li Wei what she had just discovered in the basement. After listening to it, Li Wei's eyes flashed with shock: "Are you sure Wen Jing knows something?"

Fu Siyuan nodded: "I'm sure. She must be hiding something, and the things in that room may be related to the case."

Li Wei pondered for a moment and whispered, "We need a plan to get Wen Jing to talk. She might know the killer's identity, or at least some clues."

Zhang Wanqing nodded, a look of determination flashing in her eyes: "I know how to make her talk. But we need to be careful, Wen Jing is not an ordinary person."

Li Wei and Fu Siyuan looked at each other and nodded. They knew that this game had just begun, and Wen Jing might be the key to solving the mystery.

The night was deep, and the lights in the bar flickered, as if hiding endless secrets. Zhang Wanqing, Fu Siyuan, and Li Wei sat in a corner, their eyes fixed on Wen Jing. They knew that this seemingly quiet woman might be the only key to the truth, and they had to be careful, because the truth often hides in the darkest corners.

Li Wei's gaze lingered on Wen Jing for a moment, then he turned to Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan and whispered, "We need to create an opportunity to let her down. Wanqing, you're familiar with her, can you find an excuse to talk to her alone?"

Zhang Wanqing nodded, a look of determination flashing in her eyes: "I can try. But you must be prepared to follow up immediately once the opportunity arises."

Fu Siyuan added: "I will be monitoring nearby. If the situation is not right, we will provide support at any time."

The three of them quickly made a plan. Zhang Wanqing stood up, walked to the bar, and said casually, "Sister Wenjing, I feel a little unwell. Can I sit in your office for a while?"

Wen Jing raised her head and smiled slightly: "What's wrong? Did you drink too much?"

Zhang Wanqing shook her head and said weakly, "Maybe I'm too tired from work today. I feel a little dizzy. I want to be quiet for a while."

Wen Jing hesitated for a moment, but nodded: "Okay, go to my office and wait for me, I'll pack up and come over."

Zhang Wanqing was delighted, but outwardly remained weak as she slowly walked towards Wen Jing's office. Fu Siyuan and Li Wei quietly followed behind, ready to respond to any emergency.