I was a rookie reporter in the 00s

Zhang Wanqing gently touched the Water Spirit Pearl. She could feel the power of the water of life within it, a force that resonated with her soul. She closed her eyes, concentrated her mind, and channeled the power of the Water Spirit Pearl into her palm. A cool force surged from her palm, forming a small stream of water that slowly swirled in the air, emitting a faint blue light.

Fu Siyuan stood quietly by. He could feel that the power of the Water Spirit Pearl was connected to Zhang Wanqing's blood. He knew that the power of the Water Spirit Pearl would help them purify their minds and enhance their perception.

Fu Siyuan gripped the Earth Spirit Pearl tightly. He could feel the earth's heaviness and tenacity, a connection that resonated with his soul. He took a deep breath and channeled the power of the Pearl beneath his feet. The ground began to tremble slightly, and pieces of soil slowly rose under his guidance, forming a solid earth wall. Intricate patterns were carved into the wall, patterns that connected to the secrets of the Mohist school.

Zhang Wanqing stepped forward, her eyes set on the patterns on the earthen wall. Her heart was filled with curiosity about the unknown and a desire for power. She whispered, "These patterns are guidance."

Fu Siyuan placed the Fire Spirit Pearl in the center of the earthen wall. The power of the Fire Spirit Pearl resonated with the pattern of the earthen wall, and a blazing flame surged from the earthen wall, illuminating the entire secret room. In the flames, they saw some blurry images, which seemed to tell the history of the Mohist school.

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan nervously watched the images in the flames. They knew that these images concealed the secrets of the Mohist school. They began to interpret these images, trying to find clues.

Zhang Wanqing placed the Wind Spirit Pearl in the center of the flame. The power of the Wind Spirit Pearl resonated with the flame. A strong wind gushed out from the flame, blowing away the image in the flame and forming a series of light bands. The light bands slowly rotated in the air, emitting a faint green light.

Fu Siyuan reached out and touched the light band. He could feel the power of the Wind Spirit Pearl connected to his blood. He whispered, "The power of the Wind Spirit Pearl will help us travel through time and space to find the secrets of the Mo family."

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan placed the Light Pearl in the center of the light belt. The power of the five pearls completely merged together to form a huge ball of light. Under the illumination and guidance of the Light Pearl, the Void Pearl connected the past, present, and future.

They saw the wisdom and power of the Mohist ancestors, saw the current turmoil and conflict, and also saw the possible peace and prosperity in the future. Zhang Wanqing saw her own figure in the ball of light. They held six spirit beads and stood at the center of the world, becoming the key to restoring balance.

When writing this in-depth report on the illegal antique trade, Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan listed many interviewees due to the vast and complex network involving so many people, including antique appraisers, police, black market agents, descendants of the Mohist school, and so on.

Zhang Wanqing's first interviewee was Mr. Chen, a renowned antique appraiser in the city. With decades of experience in the antique world, Mr. Chen possessed a keen intuition for authenticity. His eyes revealed a deep love and respect for antiques.

"Mr. Chen, what do you think about the recent frequent thefts and illegal transactions of antiques?" Zhang Wanqing asked.

Mr. Chen sighed, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes. "These incidents not only disrupt the normal order of the antique market, but also desecrate cultural heritage. Every antique is a witness to history and should be properly protected, not used as a tool for profit by certain individuals."

Zhang Wanqing nodded. She could sense the anger and helplessness in Mr. Chen's words. She continued, "How do you think we should combat this illegal trade?"

Mr. Chen pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "First, we need to strengthen the supervision and management of antiques, and crack down on illegal transactions. Second, public awareness needs to be raised to make everyone realize the importance of protecting antiques. Finally, international cooperation is also very important. Many illegal transactions take place across borders, and the joint efforts of all countries are needed."

Zhang Wanqing carefully recorded Mr. Chen's words, as she knew these views were very important to her report.

Zhang Wanqing's second interviewee was Captain Wang, a police representative. Captain Wang had been responsible for combating illegal antiques trading for many years and had a deep understanding of criminal activities in this field.

"Captain Wang, can you tell us what measures the police have taken to crack down on illegal antique trade?" Zhang Wanqing asked.

Captain Wang nodded, his eyes revealing a firmness and determination. "Our police have been strengthening cooperation with Interpol to track down and crack down on criminal gangs involved in illegal transactions. At the same time, we are also strengthening supervision of the antique market and investigating suspicious transactions."

Zhang Wanqing continued, "So, what do you think is the biggest difficulty in combating illegal antique trade?"

Captain Wang sighed, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes. "The biggest difficulty lies in the secrecy and mobility of criminal gangs. They frequently change trading locations and employ complex tactics to evade regulation. Furthermore, the authenticity of many antiques is difficult to verify, which also complicates the fight against crime."

Zhang Wanqing's final interview subject was Li Ming, a middle-aged man who claimed to be a descendant of the Mohist school. Besides being a suspect in the antiques trafficking ring, Li Ming was also a renowned historian. He had conducted in-depth research on the history and culture of Mohism, and his eyes revealed a respect and pride for its traditions.

"Mr. Li, what enlightenment do you think Mohist culture and wisdom can provide to modern society?" Zhang Wanqing asked.

Li Ming pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Mohist culture emphasizes peace and wisdom, which has important implications for resolving conflicts and problems in modern society. Mohist wisdom tells us that only through dialogue and cooperation can peace and prosperity be achieved."

Zhang Wanqing could sense the sincerity and passion in Li Ming's words. But at this point, she no longer considered him a renowned historian. She saw him as nothing more than a complete antiquities dealer, someone who desecrated history and insulted their ancestors.

She continued, "So, how do you think we can protect and pass on Mohist culture?"

A flicker of evasion flashed across Li Ming's eyes, but he still spoke the truth. "First, we need to strengthen the protection of Mohist cultural heritage to prevent its illegal trade and destruction. Second, we need to promote education and awareness so that more people understand and respect Mohist culture. Finally, we need to integrate Mohist wisdom into the development of modern society, allowing it to provide insights into solving real-world problems."

"Hehe..." Zhang Wanqing couldn't help but sneered.

"Um... Miss Zhang, I know you are laughing at me. A historian from the Tang Dynasty is actually reselling cultural relics under the pretext of being a legitimate investor. Moreover, they are the heritage left by my ancestors. But... I... still have to call on people to protect cultural heritage and learn Mohist culture..." Li Ming said, he was too embarrassed to look up, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"Well, Mr. Li, I hope you can cooperate with the police investigation in the future and recover some cultural relics. Also, it is a great virtue to admit one's mistakes and correct them!" Zhang Wanqing said.

As the interview progressed, Zhang Wanqing gradually uncovered the tip of the iceberg of the illegal antique trading network, but she had not yet figured out the connection between the secrets of the antique shop and her mission, or the intersection between her work at the newspaper and the secrets of the antique shop, and how to connect all of this.

Zhang Wanqing looks relaxed on the surface, but feels heavy inside.

"Wanqing, drink some milk, go home tonight, take a hot bath and have a good sleep. We can talk about tomorrow's matters when we wake up tomorrow. Okay?" Fu Siyuan handed her a cup of hot milk and patted her shoulder.

Fu Siyuan was always so considerate, always speaking to her with such tenderness. He even accompanied her on adventures and took care of her meticulously. Zhang Wanqing felt that such a perfect guy was rare in the real world. Should she take this opportunity to go straight and confess her feelings to him?

Zhang Wanqing OS: "Hey, Zhang Wanqing, Zhang Wanqing, you are daydreaming again. Fu Siyuan only treats you as a colleague. And you want to confess your love? You are an ancient person, and you confess your love to a modern person. What if he really falls in love with you, and you have to travel back in time, won't he be in pain? Oh, no, such a perfect guy would fall in love with me? Impossible! Oh... The more I think about it, the more confused I am! Zhang Wanqing, wake up! What a mess in your head? Oh..."