Sato Risi dreamed that his ex -boyfriend during the University of Waseda was again, and he was suddenly awakened when he was in the dream and the other party.

When she pulled the eye mask, her sleep time was not more than five hours within 48 hours. She looked at the same home with dark circles and looked at the garbage dump. When she saw the call display on the screen of the mobile phone on the corner, the expression collapsed.

But for his own rare high -paying work in Tokyo, he had to be strong, holding up the desire of sleepy and wanting to vomit, and took over his boss, that is, the deadly serial Call of the editor -in -chief of the Asahi TV station.

As soon as I picked up the phone, the 100,000 rushing roar inside made Miss Sato, who hadn't woken up, appeared in front of the middle -aged old man who was leather and bald in a suit. The nausea caused by lack of sleep, However, he could only cover his mouth forcibly swallowed his vomiting desire patiently to listen to every spit star on the side of the phone.

According to the boss of the top head, it seems that there is a big news that occurred in Liu Bowenmu. The suspected is related to the US military or aliens in Japan. Even the group of guys in Tokyo TV all overnight overnight overtime, and urgently convened everyone to rush to send the first scene to report.

As the new Xiaohuadan of the Asahi TV station, Sato Richmi, as the most popular scene in polls, hit reporters. Of course, you must not miss the feast of this media, let alone sleep. Even if she is a lover, she has to be Quickly wipe the dirty things, picked up the long gun and short guns and rushed to the scene to join another battle.

The situation is probably understood. However, Sato is still a little dizzy, mainly to hear the some abstract words that have been repeated in the mouth of the boss, such as the science fiction weapons in the U.S. military in Japan, and the invasion of the aliens to invade Li Bowen. I don't know if she was still dreaming, or the boss was drunk and harassed her tonight.

"Nishimura has drove downstairs in your house! The equipment is ready, and I must give me the scene in front of the group of people in the Broadcasting Association to broadcast the scene back! To a little later, even the group of guys of Tokyo TV station are all You want to see your competitors in the small window of the lower right corner of the eight o'clock in the middle of the night, but do you still make up on the TV car? "

The boss in the side of the mobile phone is about to be furious, and Miss Sato can only say "Hari" and "Quick", pulling off the eye mask above her head, pulling the quilt while taking off the sticky sticky and sticky of the sweat. While pajamas, while running a grid in the garbage dumplings, she ran to the window with a curtain. Sure enough, when she saw the sound insulation glass downstairs, the car on the TV station had stopped on the roadside in front of her door.

Hanging up the phone, Miss Sato took a deep breath, but only smelled the smell of soup water in the room in the room. She almost made her feel better in one breath, and the desire to vomit was stronger -if she let her fans know it, This beautiful and beautiful and beautiful little reporter on the surface is like this in private, I am afraid it will be fiercely eliminated?

I put on a clean and clean professional dress, picked up high -heeled shoes, and hurriedly fell the door and ran out of the stairs all the way to step on Miss Black Sizo. Yu Guang glanced at her and quickly flashed the headlights to signal her.

Miss Sato hurried through the road and got on the car from the back of the TV station. Her assistant had already sat at the table and opened the makeup box to wait for her. When I saw Sato came up, I patted the iron sheet of the car. The driver opened his mouth and yawned. Eye illness quickly reached out and helped.

"Thank you, Ye Zi. What is the situation now?" Sato took a high -heeled after sitting down, while trying to stretch out his face as much as possible to make Bai Shi Yezi make up for himself.

"I'm really sorry that the predecessors need to work overtime at so late. Wow, the dark circles of the predecessors are so heavy. I don't seem to be covered with some concealer, but it should not be easily seen if the shooting time is at night- "

"Good makeup, newcomer, if you don't want your predecessors to be like a giant panda in front of all Tokyo citizens, don't be lucky. When you shoot, we will make up for it. Any defects on your face will be shown You have to do it, you do n’t know the female reporter before staying in the United States because of the makeup artist's mistake, and was found to have a bruise led to a family violence news on his face. I don't know if it is a toothpick or a dental floss, leaning on the seat leisurely.

"Ah? Is there any thing? Miss staying in Mei, sorry, I will give you some concealer and foundation." Newcomer assistant Ye Zi was a little panicked when he heard it. After all, she didn't want to cause this right because of her mistakes. The predecessor he took care of was fired.

"It's okay." The discomfort of Sato Rich -meal was gradually eliminated. "Can someone in the car explain what the situation is now? Just now Mr. Fujiwara's phone only mentioned that there seemed to be urgent news. I can't understand other words.

"Really or false? Didn't you be awakened by such a big thunder just now? There is still such a bright light, which is the same as the daytime!" The big brother of the camera looked at Sato Sato some unexpectedly.

"For the sake of sleep quality, my family specially installed blackout curtains and soundproof glass, and the wall panels are also filled with soundproof materials. In addition, I have the habit of wearing headphones to listen to white noise when I sleep, so." Miss Sato explained.

"Then you are really lucky. I heard that those thunders scared several heart patients to death. The whole Tokyo was awakened by the explosion. The ambulances and sirens around Roppongi were as lively as Christmas." The cameraman looked at the police car that occasionally passed by the window. "Roppongi is very lively now, but no one knows what happened specifically."

"I heard the editor-in-chief say that it seems to be related to some experimental weapons of the US military stationed in Japan and aliens?" Miss Sato asked tentatively, worried that she would be laughed at, but soon she found that no one in the car looked at her frivolously, and the driver who had always been a little bit at odds with her looked at the road ahead expressionlessly.

"In such a situation, it is hard not to suspect the supernatural or conspiracy theories." The cameraman threw a mobile phone on the table, and Sato Rumi took it and took a look. It was a video shot on social media in a residential area near Roppongi. In just a few tens of seconds, several waterfall-like lightning fell in the direction of Roppongi. The last pillar of light and the deafening roar almost made it impossible for the camera to record audio normally. The cameraman also covered his ears in pain and fell to the ground and shouted for help.

"It's just like the end of the world." Sato Rumi couldn't help but whispered.

"If it's really the end of the world, then we are the idiots who rushed to the doomsday site as soon as possible, just like the death squad charging towards the center of a nuclear explosion!" The driver yawned and said.

"Nishimura-kun, don't say such excessive words!" The cameraman said with a higher voice.

"I know, I know." The driver said perfunctorily. Assistant Ye Zi could see his irritable and impatient micro-expressions from the rearview mirror. It can be seen that he was very dissatisfied with being pulled out to work overtime in the middle of the night, but he did not dare to complain to their superiors. He could only talk to his colleagues to relieve the pressure.

Everyone is very hard-working, Ye Zi thought to herself, and then concentrated on finishing the makeup on the face of the senior, "This way there will be no mistakes!"

"How long does it take to get to Roppongi from here?" Sato Rumi looked up and asked.

"Half an hour? You can check social software for a while, think about the draft or something." The driver said.

"No, I'll rest for a while. I forgot to take painkillers when I went out, and my head still hurts." Sato Rumi put on a coat hanging in the car and walked to the horizontal recliner on the side of the van. That was a fixed point where the driver often slacked off and slept during their reports. It was difficult to find a person lying there from the outside of the van or the window.

"Hangover? It looks like our top reporter has two faces!" The driver whistled.

"If you only sleep four or five hours in two days, you will also have a headache." Sato Rumi didn't have the energy to argue with the driver. She wrapped her coat and lay on the recliner facing the car, closed her eyes and rested.

Assistant Ye Zi saw that the atmosphere in the car seemed not very good. She could only blame it on everyone being forced to work overtime and not being in a good mood. She could only sit at the table awkwardly and put away her cosmetics. At the same time, she lowered her voice and whispered to the cameraman who was adjusting the camera on the side, "Tamura-kun, what are we going to shoot in Roppongi later? Is there anything I need to prepare in advance?"

"There is a power outage in Roppongi now. No one knows what happened inside. We can only take it one step at a time. But my friend told me that he saw some gangsters rushing towards Roppongi, and they were all very nervous, so he suspected that the reason for the power outage in Roppongi was related to the gangsters, so be careful. If there is anything wrong, take Miss Sato back to the car. If girls like you are caught, I am afraid that something bad will happen." Cameraman Tamura reminded this newcomer who seemed to have no idea.

The car fell into silence. In order to ensure that their protagonist would be fully alert for the report, assistant Ye Zi turned off the lights in the back car on his own initiative. Tamura, who had already adjusted the camera, did not say much. He lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, seemingly chatting with someone, with his face illuminated by the color of the line chat bubble.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

The car drove quietly for a while, and soon Ye Zi found that the lights outside the window disappeared, which meant that they had entered the range of Roppongi. The whole area was like a ghost town with no lights at all, and no passers-by could be seen on the street. It was estimated that they had already evacuated to the area with electricity.

Ye Zi bravely looked out of the street, but all that passed by the window was the dark street and the broken glass on the ground, as if it was shattered by the previous thunder? There was no US military stationed in Japan as rumored on the Internet, no alien invasion, and no vicious gangsters mentioned by Mr. Tamura.

"It looks like we are the first to arrive! The people from the Metropolitan Police Department are not as fast as us. We really don't live up to the professionalism of reporters from a big TV station." Tamura also looked out the window and complained in a tone that was not sure whether it was self-mockery or mockery.

Suddenly, the car braked suddenly, and Tamura and Ye Zi, who were by the window, almost fell down. At the same time, they looked up and heard Nishimura cursing from the driver's seat, "Damn it! Are you looking for death?"

The TV station's van stopped in the middle of the road, and the high beams illuminated the figure standing on the road ahead, waving his hands at them. If the driver hadn't been experienced in driving at night, he might have accidentally not stepped on the brakes and hit the idiot to death!

"What's going on? Is this a resident of Roppongi who was not evacuated in time?" Tamura leaned over to the driver's seat and squinted at the figure shining outside under the high beams.

Nishimura honked the horn twice to remind the other party to get out of the way. Ye Zi behind him looked at this senior in surprise, because in Japan, honking the horn can only be done in very rare circumstances. For example, honking the horn at this late night will result in a fine and a police stop.

"How about... let him get up? If he is a local of Roppongi, he might know what happened before, so we can prepare some reports." Ye Zi whispered to the two seniors.

"Ye Zi's words make sense. Maybe the locals know more about what happened in Roppongi. They should know more about the inside story since they haven't left yet." Tamura also thought that Ye Zi's idea was good.

"It's up to you." Nishimura seemed to be still a little angry, probably because he was afraid of being involved in a criminal case for almost killing someone. He was so angry that he took out a cigarette box from his pocket and took a cigarette to calm down. He looked at the figure in the distance again with a bad temper and honked the horn to signal the other party to come over.

The figure approached the driver's car. Nishimura was holding a cigarette and frowning, looking for a lighter everywhere. As a result, a crisp "beep" sound came to his ear. He turned around and saw a cluster of flames waiting for him outside the half-open window. This made Nishimura raise his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly felt that it was not a bad idea to do good deeds occasionally. He lowered half of the car window and handed his head over to light the cigarette.

As a result, when he stretched his head over, his forehead was suddenly pressed against by a cold and hard object, and the cigarette in his mouth was also taken off. He pinched off the half filter tip that he had held in his mouth and put it in the other person's mouth, lighting it and blowing out a puff of smoke.

"Get out." The other party said coldly in English. Nishimura was a college graduate after all, so he naturally understood what this meant. He unlocked the car door with a chill all over his body. After the other party opened the door, he was grabbed by the collar, dragged out and thrown on the side of the road. Also thrown on him were a handful of 10,000 yen bills and the lighter?

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