I was a rookie reporter in the 00s

They discovered an ancient scroll with strange symbols and patterns on it, which were strikingly similar to those on ancient books they had found in antique shops. Zhang Wanqing's eyes flashed with surprise, knowing that this might be the key to uncovering the secrets of the Mohist school.

Fu Siyuan also found some documents in a hidden drawer. The documents recorded some illegal transactions and experimental data of the "Shadow Ink" organization. His brows were furrowed, as he knew that these documents would provide important evidence for them to expose the crimes of the "Shadow Ink" organization.

Just as they were about to leave the lab, the door to the warehouse was suddenly pushed open, and several members of the "Shadow Ink" organization walked in. Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan quickly hid behind the lab table, holding their breath, their hearts pounding like drums.

The members of the Shadow Ink organization began to check the warehouse. Their footsteps echoed in the empty warehouse, and every step seemed to step on the hearts of Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan. They waited nervously, ready to deal with any danger that might arise.

Fortunately, the members of the Shadow Ink organization didn't notice them. After checking for a while, they left the warehouse. Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that they had just escaped a disaster.

They quickly packed up the evidence they had collected and prepared to leave the warehouse, knowing that this evidence would help them expose the crimes of the "Shadow Mo" organization and bring them new hope of uncovering the secrets of the Mohist School.

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan cautiously exited the laboratory, their hearts beating rapidly and rhythmically in their chests, each beat a reminder of the impending danger. The lights inside the lab were dim and flickering, and the air was filled with a tense and oppressive atmosphere. Their movements were light and swift, like ghosts in the night. They crossed the warehouse and reached the hidden door. They knew that if they left this secluded space, they would be directly exposed to the sight of the "Shadow Ink" organization.

The night wind blew across their faces again, bringing with it a breath of freedom. They glanced back at the warehouse, knowing that the secrets there would no longer be secrets. They clutched the evidence tightly in their hands, their hearts filled with determination.

Zhang Wanqing clutched an ancient scroll, the key evidence they'd found in the lab. She could sense the scroll's power, a force resonating with the Water Spirit Pearl within her. She carefully concealed the scroll within her coat, ensuring it would not be discovered.

Fu Siyuan clutched a small USB drive, containing all the files and data they had collected. He knew that if this information fell into the hands of the Shadow Ink organization, all their efforts would be in vain. He hid the USB drive in a specially made pocket that fit snugly against his skin, ensuring it wouldn't get lost even in the most intense pursuit.

They slowly walked towards the lab's exit, taking each step carefully to avoid triggering any alarms. The lab door was tightly closed, its lock exceptionally complex. Fu Siyuan gently touched the lock, feeling its mechanical structure. He closed his eyes, concentrating, trying to find a way to unlock it.

His fingers moved gently on the lock, each touch filled with precision and caution. Suddenly, the lock made a slight "click" sound, and the door slowly opened a crack. Fu Siyuan and Zhang Wanqing looked at each other, they knew that this was their chance to escape.

They quietly walked out of the lab and returned to the warehouse. The air inside the warehouse was even more humid and oppressive, and there was a sense of danger in the air. They quickly scanned the warehouse, searching for a possible exit.

Suddenly, the door of the warehouse was flung open, and several members of the "Shadow Ink" organization rushed in. Their eyes were sharp and cold, and they held weapons in their hands. They had obviously discovered the whereabouts of Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan.

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan reacted quickly, hiding behind a pile of boxes, trying to conceal themselves. Their hearts pounded in their chests, knowing that if they were discovered, they would be in great danger.

Members of the Shadow Ink organization began searching the warehouse. Their footsteps echoed throughout the empty warehouse, each step weighing heavily on Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan's hearts. They waited nervously, ready to respond to any potential attack.

Just then, Fu Siyuan noticed a small window in the corner of the warehouse, with a dense forest outside. He gently touched Zhang Wanqing's arm and pointed to the window. Zhang Wanqing nodded, knowing that this was their only escape route.

They carefully climbed out from behind the box, trying not to make any noise. Their movements were light and swift, like ghosts in the night. They approached the window silently, and Fu Siyuan gently pushed it open. They slipped out of the warehouse as quietly as they had come.

The night wind blew across their faces again, bringing with it a breath of freedom. They glanced back at the warehouse, knowing that the secrets there would no longer be secrets. They clutched the evidence tightly in their hands, their hearts filled with determination.

They quickly left the scene and disappeared into the night, ready to make the evidence public and expose the crimes of the "Shadow Ink" organization.

However, just when they thought they were safe, they heard hurried footsteps behind them. Looking back, they saw several members of the Shadow Ink organization chasing them. Their eyes flashed with a cold light, clearly not intending to let Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan escape.

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan quickened their pace, weaving through the woods in an attempt to shake off their pursuers. Their hearts pounded in their chests, knowing this chase would be a life-or-death struggle.

The trees in the forest were tall and dense, and the moonlight filtered through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled shadows on the ground. Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan walked through the woods, their footsteps rustling on the fallen leaves, intertwining with the sound of their heartbeats.

The members of the Shadow Ink organization were in hot pursuit, their gazes sharp and cold, clearly not intending to let Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan escape. They were extremely fast, and every step was filled with power and determination.

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan used their familiarity with the forest to try to shake off their pursuers, cutting through dense undergrowth and leaping over fallen trees, each leap fraught with danger and challenge.

However, the members of the "Shadow Ink" organization seemed to be very familiar with this forest, and they kept chasing them. Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan were filled with tension and fear, knowing that if they were caught, they would face great danger.

Just then, Zhang Wanqing noticed a cliff ahead. At the edge of the cliff was a wide-open view, with the surging sea below. Her eyes lit up; she knew this was their chance to escape.

She and Fu Siyuan quickly ran to the edge of the cliff, their eyes scanning the bottom of the cliff, looking for a possible escape route. They found a narrow path that hugged the cliff and led to the sea.

"Let's take this path." Zhang Wanqing's voice was firm and powerful.

Fu Siyuan nodded, his eyes gleaming with the same determination. "No matter how many difficulties lie ahead, we will face them together."

They carefully advanced along the path, each step fraught with danger and challenge, their hearts pounding in their chests, knowing this was their only chance of escape.

However, the members of the "Shadow Ink" organization did not give up the pursuit. Their figures were looming in the woods, their eyes sharp and cold, and they obviously did not intend to let Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan escape.

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan quickened their pace, running down the path, each step filled with strength and determination. Their hearts pounded in their chests, knowing that this chase would be a life-or-death struggle.

Finally, they reached the seaside. The waves crashed against the shore, making a deafening sound. Standing on the beach, they looked back and saw members of the "Shadow Ink" organization standing on the cliff. Their eyes were sharp and cold, and it was obvious that they had no intention of letting Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan escape.

"What should I do now?" Zhang Wanqing was a little at a loss.

"Wanqing, don't worry, I'm here." Fu Siyuan comforted.

Zhang Wanqing was shaking with fear. At this moment, Fu Siyuan hugged her.