I was a rookie reporter in the 00s

As night fell, the city's neon lights seemed especially hazy in the drizzling rain. Zhang Wanqing stood in the café across from the pharmaceutical factory, her gaze fixed on the massive building through the window. Raindrops trickled down the glass, blurring her vision but unable to conceal the determination in her eyes.

Zhang Wanqing took a deep breath, savoring the aroma of coffee. Her fingers tapped lightly on the table, her mind rethinking her upcoming investigation. The pharmaceutical company's financial statements held too many secrets; she had to proceed with caution, not letting even the slightest clue slip through her fingers.

Her eyes fell on the folder in her hands, containing information she had obtained from an anonymous informant. The data within the document was complex and intricate, but Zhang Wanqing's intuition told her that there was a hidden truth behind these numbers. She needed more evidence to piece together these scattered fragments.

Zhang Wanqing stood up and adjusted her windbreaker, making sure all the documents were safely tucked away in the inside pockets. She pushed open the cafe door and stepped into the rain, letting the water wet her hair. Each step she took was firm and powerful, as if each one was a step closer to the truth.

The rain mingled with the hustle and bustle of the city as Zhang Wanqing crossed the street and arrived at the main entrance of the pharmaceutical factory. The lights in the security room were dim, and she used the cover of darkness to quietly make her way around to the back door of the pharmaceutical factory. There was a small door there, usually used for employees to enter and exit, but it was surprisingly unlocked.

Zhang Wanqing's heart skipped a beat. She cautiously pushed the door open and slipped in. The corridor inside the pharmaceutical factory was deserted, lit only by dim lights and the occasional hum of machinery. Following the map in her hand, she arrived at the Finance Department's door with ease.

She pulled a small locksmith's tool from her pocket, a tool she had prepared specifically for this operation. In less than a minute, the lock was easily opened. Zhang Wanqing tiptoed into the finance office, turned on the computer, and began searching for the hidden accounts.

Just then, footsteps were heard in the hallway. Zhang Wanqing's heartbeat quickened. She quickly turned off her computer screen and hid behind a nearby filing cabinet. As the footsteps drew closer, her palms began to sweat, and she nervously gripped the self-defense spray.

The door was pushed open, and a man in a security uniform walked in. He seemed to be just doing a routine check and didn't notice anything unusual in the finance office. Zhang Wanqing held her breath until the security guard left, then she breathed a sigh of relief.

She reopened her computer and continued her search. As time ticked by, her brow furrowed in concentration. Finally, she discovered some unusual transaction records that pointed to an overseas account with inextricable ties to the pharmaceutical company's top brass.

Zhang Wanqing quickly took photos of the information and saved them. She knew the evidence was enough to attract public attention. She was about to leave when she heard a conversation outside the door.

"How are those children now?" a low voice asked.

"Who knows? Anyway, they have completed their 'mission'." Another voice replied coldly.

Zhang Wanqing's heart tightened, realizing these conversations might be about the problematic vaccine. She quietly moved closer to the door, trying to hear more clearly.

"But if that data gets leaked, we'll all be in trouble," the first voice said worriedly.

"Don't worry, the data has been destroyed and no one can find evidence." The second voice was full of confidence.

Zhang Wanqing's eyes flashed with determination. She knew she had to find the data, even if it had been destroyed. She quietly left the finance office and prepared to meet up with Fu Siyuan and Li Wei.

Li Wei stood under the dim streetlight, the rain prickling his face like fine needles, his eyes firm and penetrating. A former police officer, he had an almost obsessive pursuit of justice. Even after resigning, he hadn't given up his thirst for the truth. This time, he set out to uncover the truth about the problematic vaccines.

His phone vibrated. It was a text message from an old colleague: "We've found a few children. I'll send you their home addresses and contact information right away." Li Wei gripped the phone tightly, a complex wave of emotions welling up in his heart. These children, their fates changed by those greedy pharmaceutical companies, should have had carefree childhoods, but now they had become victims of illegal experiments.

Li Wei took a deep breath and adjusted his raincoat, making sure all his gear was ready. With a firm and swift pace, he pushed through the rain, heading south of the city. The rain blurred his vision, but it couldn't stop him from moving forward.

The abandoned factory in the south of the city looked particularly eerie in the night. Its dilapidated windows were like hollow eyes, as if telling of its past glory and present desolation. Li Wei approached the factory cautiously. He knew there might be danger hidden here, but he had to go for the sake of those innocent children.

He quietly made his way around to the factory's back door, where he'd agreed to meet with his former colleagues. The door was slightly ajar. Li Wei pushed it open, and the smell of dampness and rust hit his nostrils. He flicked on his flashlight, sweeping it across the empty factory, finally catching the silhouettes of several children.

The children huddled in a corner, their eyes filled with fear and anxiety. Li Wei's heart suddenly tightened. He walked over, squatted down, and asked gently, "Are you okay? I'm here to help you."

The children looked at him hesitantly, until a child who looked a little older nodded, and then they began to relax slowly. Li Wei took out some food and water from his backpack, handed them to the children, and began to ask about their experiences.

The children's accounts were fragmented, but Li Wei listened patiently, his heart filled with anger. They had been taken away by factory workers, injected with unknown drugs, and then abandoned. Li Wei knew that these children's experiences might be the key to exposing the factory's crimes.

At the same time, Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan were also working hard in their respective fields. Zhang Wanqing found some key transaction records in the financial office of the pharmaceutical factory, while Fu Siyuan was visiting the families of those children to collect more evidence.

Li Wei stood up, his eyes firm and resolute. He told the children he would take them away and seek justice for them. He called Zhang Wanqing, told her his findings, and asked her to quickly compile the financial data so that they could work together to expose the pharmaceutical company's crimes.

Zhang Wanqing's voice on the other end of the phone was firm and powerful: "We will definitely succeed, Li Wei. We can't let these children down and betray their trust."