After rebirth, she first killed the book thief, and she was busy writing articles to save people

Song Siwen wanted to travel with her - Jiang Baige knew about this.

Before graduating from college, Jiang Baige and Lin Xingran went to Spain together. Although it was for work, Song Siwen still envied them for a long time.

She envied Lin Xingran for getting this opportunity at work, and also envied Jiang Baige for being able to travel abroad at her own expense...

But what she envied more was that they could travel together.

Although Jiang Baige explained it many times, their itineraries only overlapped during the three days in Spain.

But that was enough to make Song Siwen envious.

Because she herself did not have time to catch her breath from the battle of the postgraduate entrance examination and enjoy the glory of being a survivor, she immediately plunged into her graduation thesis - her progress was much slower than that of others!

But when Jiang Baige looked at Song Siwen's expectant expression, she still noticed something wrong.

She asked tentatively, "So you have also decided where you want to go?"

Song Siwen didn't realize Jiang Baige was trying to trick him, and immediately fell for it: "Well, I want to go to Fengshui."

Fengshui, a not-so-famous small town in the south, is similar to Ye Zhi’s hometown Jiuxi.

“Why do you want to go to Fengshui?”

In a few years, Fengshui will become a nationally "famous" city, but, neither in the past nor now, it is not suitable for tourism.

Jiang Baige's eyelids twitched.

But she wasn't sure - after all, that thing hadn't happened yet, and Song Siwen couldn't have predicted it in advance.

Or has her news sense become so sharp?

Song Siwen had no idea what Jiang Baige was thinking, and explained to himself: "You know, I'm from the north, and I've always longed for the water towns in the south."

This explanation is quite reasonable.

"If it's a water town, Jiuxi is also very good..." Jiang Baige deliberately mentioned another place name, "That's Ye Zhi's hometown, she can take us there. I've been there before, it's very nice, I even finished writing a manuscript there."

Song Siwen was unmoved: "You can go to Jiuxi, but I still want to go to Fengshui first."

Now that things have come to this, there is no need to hide it any further.

"You want to go to Fengshui, do you have another reason?"

"I knew nothing could escape your eyes."

Song Siwen paused for a moment, wanting to dismiss the incident by saying he was drinking water, but he realized that the bottle of soda was empty. Jiang Baige smiled, fished out another bottle from the side of the chair, and expertly knocked off the aluminum foil lid.

"My tutor is very concerned about the impact of the Internet, a new and rapidly developing medium, on traditional media. During the summer vacation, she assigned us some tasks... Actually, they were very simple, just observing some online accounts."

"Sounds interesting."

"Indeed. Since it is different from traditional media, we will definitely not follow some official accounts. I originally wanted to follow marketing accounts such as entertainment gossip, but they were too popular and I didn't get any..."

Song Siwen shook his head helplessly. The "law of the jungle" does exist at all times.

"In the end, I was assigned content that was more targeted at lower-end markets... I once saw more than a dozen accounts selling different agricultural products in one day, using the same rhetoric and even the same camera position and technique to show that agricultural products were unsalable and to call on everyone to donate and buy them..."

"But you still found something else here?"

"Yes." Song Siwen pulled back the topic, "In addition to selling things, people also show their lives. But I saw some content that made me particularly uncomfortable, such as men showing how virtuous their wives are and how harmonious their families are..."

These things are not outrageous.

But the video shows how poor this family is, yet there are so many children that they can fill a table.

Sometimes the "wife" would not show up at all, and if she did, it would be nothing more than a battered face that could not even speak clearly.

On the other hand, the husband of the photographer, although he also looks poor and thin, does not look depressed. Instead, he seems complacent because he has a "virtuous wife" and a group of children: his daughter will take care of her brothers, and his son will inherit his...poverty.

She always felt something was wrong.

But she couldn't see it clearly through the Internet, so she wanted to go to the scene in person to find out what was going on.

When she said this, Jiang Baige could almost confirm that what Song Siwen wanted to explore was indeed a big news that would cause a huge sensation.

But before this, Jiang Baige had never thought about how this matter would be related to Song Siwen.

It seems that the butterfly's wings have already quietly fluttered...

However, this matter is definitely not as simple as Song Siwen thought. If they are not careful, they may not be able to escape unscathed.

Jiang Baige decided to speak frankly: "I guess you think this is related to the trafficking of women, right?"

Song Siwen didn't expect Jiang Baige to be so direct.

Because her habit in journalism is not to make conclusions easily before investigating, so as not to affect the investigation.

But she looked into Jiang Baige's eyes and violated her usual principles: "...Yes, I have this suspicion."

"Then you should know how dangerous it would be to investigate this matter."

"Are you scared?" Song Siwen laughed, very cool and dazzling.

But Jiang Baige was not bewitched by her bravery: "Of course I'm afraid... Who do you think I am? I am a person who lives in a small study and builds my own world. I am afraid of getting allergic reactions from ultraviolet rays if I stay in the sun for a few days."

Song Siwen's mouth drooped: "Okay, I know I shouldn't force you..."

"We still have to do this, but we can't be impatient and reckless. We must be fully prepared."

"Then what do you think I should do?" Song Siwen followed suit.

Jiang Baige did not answer immediately, but touched her chin. Although she remembered those sensational events, she also knew their endings, which were a done deal and had no ending...

Even if Song Siwen intervenes, can he change the current situation?

If they can save one person, can they save everyone?

Even if these things are exposed, can this exposure really change anything?

At least in Jiang Baige's memory, nothing seemed to have changed.

Because in the end there will be newer, more violent, bloodier and more eye-catching social news that will cover it, accumulate layer by layer and gradually disappear.

News becomes old news, and in the Internet age, which is faster than print media, forgetting is easier than ever.

But when she looked at Song Siwen, whose face was full of expectation, she couldn't say the word "useless".

Because if it is useless, it is not completely useless.

Just like the novels written by Jingchai, although it cannot change the fact that she was hurt, it also exposes the darkness in broad daylight and makes the evildoers have nowhere to hide...

Jiang Baige raised her head and said firmly, "Then give it a try! However, we can't do this alone..."