I was a rookie reporter in the 00s

The antique shop owner sat in his office, his face gloomy. His fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk, making a crisp sound. His eyes fell on a photo on the table: a picture of Fu Siyuan. He knew he had to take action; he couldn't let this reporter ruin everything he had.

He made a phone call, his voice low and threatening: "Find him, no matter the cost."

A hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "Understood, Boss."

The antique shop owner hung up the phone, a fierce look in his eyes. He pulled a pistol from a drawer, checked the magazine, and put it in his coat pocket. He knew that sometimes, things needed to be handled personally.

Li Tianming stood in his office, staring gloomily out the window. Night had fallen, and the city's neon lights flickered in the darkness, as if mocking his predicament. His fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk, making a crisp sound that echoed the throbbing fury within him.

He picked up his phone and dialed a number. His voice was low and threatening: "Find Fu Siyuan. I want him alive."

A raspy voice came from the other end of the line: "Understood, Boss. We'll take care of it."

After hanging up the phone, Li Tianming's lips curled into a cold smile. He knew that Fu Siyuan was just a reporter, no way could he stand up to an old fox like him. He pulled a pistol from the drawer, checked the magazine, and put it into the inside pocket of his coat. Sometimes, things need to be handled personally.

Fu Siyuan sat in the corner of a small restaurant, his eyes flicking out the window from time to time, alert for possible pursuers. He was nervous, but he forced himself to remain calm. He knew he had to be careful and not let the pursuer find him.

He opened his phone and checked the photos and videos—they were the key to exposing the antique shop owner's crimes. His finger slid across the screen. He had to be careful not to let this evidence fall into the wrong hands. He decided to back up the evidence and send it to Zhang Wanqing and Li Wei separately. That way, if something happened to him, the evidence wouldn't be lost.

He called Li Wei and whispered, "Li Wei, from now on, whether you find me or not, don't bother with me. I've already sent the evidence of the antique shop owner's crime to you and Wanqing. If anything happens to me, you must make sure the evidence is still there. I haven't been able to contact Wanqing yet, so I can only pin my hopes on you."

Li Wei's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of nervousness: "Fu Siyuan, I'm looking for you, don't panic, buddy will be here soon!"

Li Wei sat in his car, his eyes sweeping the streets, looking for Fu Siyuan's trace. His heart was filled with tension and anxiety, but after all, he was a former policeman, and his mental quality was still good. He quickly calmed himself down.

He turned on his phone and checked the evidence Fu Siyuan sent him.

He decided to back up the evidence again, so he connected to the cloud and uploaded the evidence.

Fu Siyuan was in the restaurant, and before Li Wei came to find him, he saw the people following him. So he quickly escaped from the back door of the restaurant and walked along the path to an abandoned factory.

Under the cover of night, Fu Siyuan and Li Wei met in an abandoned factory, both with tension and fatigue on their faces.

He and Li Wei began to make a plan. They decided to set a trap to counter the tracker sent by the antique shop owner. They knew it would be a dangerous game, but they were ready.

They began to lay traps, every detail was carefully designed. They knew that this would be a life-and-death struggle and they had to deal with it carefully.

As expected, the trackers sent by the antique shop owner quietly approached the abandoned factory. Their eyes gleamed coldly as they slowly entered the factory, each step carefully considered. They knew Fu Siyuan and Li Wei might have set a trap, so they were extremely cautious.

However, they did not notice that Fu Siyuan and Li Wei had set up an observation point high up in the factory, their eyes scanning the pursuers, looking for an opportunity.

Fu Siyuan and Li Wei's hearts raced, knowing this was their chance. They sprang into action, exploiting the factory's complex environment to engage in a cat-and-mouse game with their pursuers. Using the factory's shadows and abandoned machinery as cover, they shifted positions, preventing the pursuers from locking onto their position.

Under the moonlight, the standoff in the factory became increasingly tense. The pursuers began to realize that they might have fallen into a trap set by Fu Siyuan and Li Wei.

They began to disperse, trying to surround Fu Siyuan and Li Wei from different directions. However, Fu Siyuan and Li Wei had anticipated their actions. They quickly changed positions, taking advantage of the complex environment of the factory, constantly changing positions, making it impossible for the pursuers to lock on to their location.

They knew this was their chance, and they sprang into action, using the factory's shadows and abandoned machinery as cover as they engaged in a cat-and-mouse game with their pursuers.

Fu Siyuan and Li Wei finally found their chance. They took advantage of the pursuers' negligence and quickly fought back. When the pursuers were not paying attention, they surrounded them from behind, knocked them down, and hit them with the discarded steel in their hands. Two of the pursuers were knocked unconscious by them, and the third one escaped before they could hit him. Li Wei quickly chased after them. After all, he was a policeman, so subduing these bad guys was a piece of cake for him. He kicked the other person down with one step, and then hit the other person's head with his fist. The other person had no time to fight back.

In this way, Fu Siyuan and Li Wei subdued the pursuers one by one. Then they quickly tied them up and quickly left the factory.

On the road, Li Wei was driving, and Fu Siyuan said, "Li Wei, thank you! If it weren't for you, I would be finished today. Those three people are all martial artists. I'm just a barefoot reporter, so I'm no match for them."

"Pfft..." Li Wei chuckled and said, "Brother, you're still being polite to me. We're old friends, and you're still saying those awkward words. Besides, you're a scholar, and I'm a warrior. The two of us, one scholar and one warrior, will cooperate perfectly!"

"I'm worried about Wanqing now. I can't contact her." Fu Siyuan's mood did not ease. He was still worried about Zhang Wanqing. Since the three of them separated and acted separately until now, there has been no news of Zhang Wanqing.

"Brother, let's find a place to hide first, and then think of a way to contact Wanqing. There's no use in rushing, we can only wait." Li Wei said.

"Oh... this is the only way." Fu Siyuan sighed.