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Mr. Saruman, I have really benefited a lot from walking with you today. In you, I see the professionalism from a higher civilization.

Compared with you, my professionalism and emotional control are very poor.

After finishing the interview and leaving the castle halfway up the mountain, Louise sincerely saluted the meticulous-looking old reporter beside her.

The old reporter nodded and said calmly: You are also very good. You can continue to complete the following interview tasks after meeting the lamp beast.

When she heard the lantern beast, Louise's eyes flashed slightly and she whispered, Can I ask how you plan to report the news about the lantern beast?

Of course we report truthfully. Isn't the reason why we are reporters just to pursue the truth? Saruman said seriously.

Louise was in awe. Oh, no, she already had a lot of respect for him, but now she has gone up two levels and started to worship him.

——This is the quality of a famous person in the universe. Even if he is scared to wet his pants with just one look, his courage can be broken but his faith will never be lost!

Indian Mountain is only more than a hundred meters high. The two of them were talking and had already walked from the villa halfway up the mountain to the front yard at the bottom of the mountain.

The plump Angela stood at the entrance of the courtyard and greeted them with a smile.

Two reporters have worked hard. Do you need to go to the guest room to rest for a while, take a shower, and have dinner before leaving?

When she heard about taking a shower, Louise immediately understood the hint in the other person's words and blushed again. She gently rubbed her legs under the professional skirt. The silk, stockings and panties had dried and scabbed, and became hard into lumps.

No need, I booked a suite at the Manhattan Hotel. Saruman said softly and looked calm.

Louise turned her head and looked at his face that seemed to be able to remain calm and calm at work forever, and she began to admire him again: Only people who have experienced more storms and waves can develop such excellent psychological qualities!

——It is also a good thing for alien reporters to come to Earth. At least it can provide a benchmark for evolution for Earth reporters.

With this thought in her mind, she imitated the Shixing reporter and said calmly: Just call me a taxi.

A special car has been arranged. Angela said with a smile.

Saruman nodded and walked slowly outside the gate. When he reached the gate, he suddenly stopped and whispered to Angela who was doing nothing. He stretched out his hand and rubbed two fingers together, You will not reimburse the reporter's food and accommodation. Travel expenses with the car?”

Louise was startled and looked at him blankly.

Angela was also stunned and asked in a low voice: How much?

Don't you know better than me? Saruman remained calm and indifferent.

Angela nodded, I understand.

Before sending the two of them to the car, a middle-aged man in a tuxedo came over and handed two bulging envelopes to Angela.

Angela handed the richest one to Saruman, which was not as rich as the first half. She was about to hand it to Louise. After catching a glimpse of her face, she retracted her hand as if nothing had happened, Goodbye, you two.

Saruman put the envelope away with a smile and said gently: After the news comes out, I will send the electronic version of the newspaper to the manor.

When the car started and left Quinn's front yard, Louise asked in despair: Why?

I also want to ask why, why doesn't Butler Angela give you money? Saruman asked curiously.

Because she knows I don't charge money, even if she gives me a small gift, I won't brag about Harley Quinn in the report. Louise turned to look at his still calm and calm face, What will you do? Reporting news about lantern beasts?

One five ten.

How about one five ten?

The yellow lantern beast is cunning and cruel, deceiving the Earth Man through lies, and wants to use her body to escape from the green lantern central energy battery and cause harm to the world.

In the end, Earthman used his wisdom to see through its tricks, and suppressed it with absolute courage and strength.

To some extent, Earthman not only saved herself and the Green Lantern Corps, but also avoided a cosmic catastrophe! Saruman said slowly.

Louise's faith collapsed, her dreams were disillusioned, and her expression was distorted with disappointment.

She was so excited that she lost her rationality, sideways snatched the envelope from Saruman's hand, tore it open with all her strength, and most of the tightly tied Franklin was scattered.

U.S. dollars? I thought they were Galaxy coins, Louise said with a sarcastic face, How much is this? About twenty thousand U.S. dollars, do you care about this little money?

Of course I don't care, Saruman still looked calm, My basic salary at Galaxy Monthly is probably worth two million dollars when converted into U.S. dollars.

Including manuscript fees, work allowances, overseas subsidies and year-end bonuses, his annual salary is more than that of basketball star James.

The problem is, no matter how much money I make, I only have one life!

Collecting money represents an attitude, and it doesn’t matter how much it is.

Louise was stunned, Are you worried about Harley Quinn killing people?

With the reputation of Witch Harley, aren't you worried? Saruman glanced at her and saw that her expression was really not worried. He couldn't help but asked curiously: I'm curious, what is your family background? Your father, your husband--

Louise said quickly: They are all ordinary people, ordinary American soldiers, ordinary reporters.

If you think too much, Harley Quinn won't be so crazy.

As long as we don't slander her out of thin air, she won't care if we reveal the truth.

The thing is, I feel like I really reported the truth. Saruman sighed.

Do you believe her lies? Louise's eyes widened and she began to doubt her earlier conclusion: Was this alien reporter sent to Earth because of his incompetence? The notions of high moral integrity, rationality, wisdom, and professionalism are all illusions.

Judging from his age, he probably came to Earth to retire.

Why do you have no doubt that the lamp beast is lying? Just one breath made us wet our pants. This shows how evil the yellow lamp beast is. Saruman asked strangely.

The power is powerful and has no direct relationship with good or evil. Some people have the ability to spread super terror, but are as kind as angels.

Trust me, I know more about this than you do. Louise said with a touch of pride in her tone.

Saruman shrugged, For the same thing, different reporters will make different judgments even if they get the same information.

I won't force you to change your mind, but please respect my professionalism.

I have been a reporter for more than fifty years and have interviewed countless planetary overlords, super heroes and criminals. I trust my experience and intuition.

——What a professional, your more than fifty years of career have been wasted, oh, not in vain, you must have accumulated an extremely rich family fortune in these fifty years, right?

Louise looked at the old reporter again. The weather-beaten face before had become old and cunning now, and the calmness and calmness had turned into a thoughtful one.

The sacred aura is all gone.

Also because of her disappointment with the veteran alien reporter, after returning to Metropolis, she hesitated to publish the special topic Earthlings Don't Have to Be Slavish to Alien Civilizations—Nuclear Deterrence, Harley Quinn's Position in the Universe.

Well, it took her three days to finish the manuscript. It was hearty and full of excitement, but it was because the article quoted too many comments from Saruman, a veteran of the universe. Make her doubt the authenticity of her article.

Bang bang bang White Perry, editor-in-chief of Daily Planet, banged on the door outside his office.

Louise, Louise!

Louise, who was holding her head up and staring at the screen of the laptop in Paradise Mountain, was startled. After opening the door, she complained: I am revising the manuscript. Can't you be gentler or make a phone call first?

You really need to revise your manuscript! The black editor threw the tablet of Paradise Mountain on the table and said angrily: Look at what you wrote?

If I had known you were so useless, I would have asked Cat Grant to do the previous interview.

Louise lowered her head and glanced at the tablet screen. It was the Harley Quinn and the Two Lantern Beasts that she had just submitted.

That is, the content of the exclusive interview about the reconciliation between Harley Quinn and the Green Lantern Corps at Quinn Manor a few days ago.

What's the problem with this? I abandoned almost all fancy words and modifiers, and told the whole story from the most unbiased perspective. What else do you want? Louise asked in confusion.

There's something wrong with your head!

The black editor wanted to poke her forehead with his finger, but Louise avoided it wisely.

What is the purpose of the interview? Do you still remember? He reminded loudly: It is to appease the people! Let the people of the earth understand that Harley Quinn and the Green Lantern Corps have reconciled, and there will be no war between the two sides again, and the earth will not be destroyed. It is a battlefield and will not be affected.

The world is at peace. Everyone can relieve their worries and continue to go to work, go to school, and party. Society must return to stability!

But look, what did you write?

He pinched his throat and imitated Louise, The Green Lantern Beast spoke vaguely, as if he had a hidden agenda; the Yellow Lantern Beast even cried out for help, frankly saying that he had been deceived and abused, and asked the Green Lantern Corps to remove him from Harley Quinn. Rescued from the clutches of

I'm not lying. The lampbeast is really in a bad situation. He was tortured like a beast by Harley Quinn. She directly called the yellow lampbeast a 'dog slave' and whipped him, I swear. Louise said seriously.

The black editor was stunned and said in surprise: The description of this paragraph in your manuscript is too brief. Now please describe the situation in detail.

Louise did not hide anything and told everything she saw, heard and thought.

Great! The black editor clapped his fists excitedly and laughed, I feel relieved when you say that.

Is there any problem with my manuscript? Louise relaxed.

No, there's a problem. You made a huge mistake! the black editor scolded with a straight face.

What is wrong?

Political correctness is wrong! the black editor said seriously: Is it difficult to understand what I just said? Congressman Quinn's interview should have been good news.

In order to stabilize the situation, let everyone put aside their worries about the 'green light crisis'.

So when the news came that she was talking to the Little Blue Man, we all cheered up and wanted to tell the people around the world this good news.

But if you write this, won't the Green Lantern Corps find an excuse to tear up the agreement?

What if, in the name of saving the lamp beasts, they besiege the earth again, or even fight a Star Wars in the solar system?

But those lamp beasts——

The black editor waved her hand to interrupt her and said loudly: I don't even care about the plight of black Africans. Do I care about an alien or an alien beast?! Louise, we are reporters and we must have a basic country and national stance!”

Louise reminded: You are black too

The black editor gave her a hard look and said, Don't insult me, I'm an American.

Shouldn't we reporters pursue the truth? Louise said, squeezing her neck: As for the threat of the Green Lantern Corps, you haven't thought about it much, but you haven't thought about it enough.

I also have a companion article to the interview dedicated to introducing the Earth’s ‘cosmic-level nuclear deterrent’ to people around the world.