The Red Dead Lolita

A stage was set up in the middle, and a small set was made on the varnish floor to make the photos taken look more formal, after all, they were going to be published in newspapers.

Interviewing prisoners has long been a part of prison and detention center repertoire.

People like to hear that criminals confess and apologize. Even if it is forced by the situation and does not seem to be telling the truth, it will make people feel bad and feel that karma exists in the dark.

Ashley walked into the interview room with her head held high, and sat under the spotlight without hesitation, while Flora timidly sat down with her, her eyes flusteredly looking around.

After a while, two reporters arrived, the same two.

"I'm Charlotte Dunlop, editor-in-chief of The Fountainhead News. Nice to meet you."

The woman's voice was soft and she was in her early thirties. Although she put on makeup, she couldn't hide her tiredness and looked sick.

In stark contrast to her was the loli, who was lively and active. Even when she was sitting on a chair, her calves dangled like ADHD.

Her hair is not long, tied at the back of her head, black satin is tied into a bow, and her hair is permed seriously, the ends of her hair are curled into loose spirals, and the hair wax makes her hair look shiny, as if soaked Oil.

Gothic style skirt and white gloves, with a small walking stick in the crook of his arm.

Although full of style, Ashley could tell at a glance that this loli is actually wearing cheap imitation products, which are not at the same level as authentic products with exquisite materials and complicated patterns. Small theaters will be purchased as costumes for performances.

Her white socks are made of real silk, which are expensive, but they are old, and the lace is oxidized and yellowed, and the patent leather of the old round-toed shoes is also a little peeling. It looks bright and beautiful, but there is a sense of poverty and hardship in many details. .

"Hee hee, I'm Chloe Dunlop, a talented reporter, remember my name well, and you will be proud of being interviewed by me in the future!"

While speaking, Chloe's gaze drifted to nowhere, and she didn't look directly at people.

Ashley squinted his eyes, remained motionless, and thought to himself, hum, how dare a mere little brat play tricks in front of me?

Chapter 31: The Man-Eating Newspaper

Ashley came prepared and did research in advance.

The newspapers with the highest sales in the local area are "Morning Source", "Le Monde" and "Explorer".

The "Source Newspaper" is not well-known, and its circulation is only a few hundred copies per edition.

It stands to reason that a tabloid office is not qualified to cover such a case with huge social controversy, heated discussions, and full of gimmicks.

However, Dunlop's mother and daughter somehow got the right to interview.

This is an opportunity for the tabloid to turn around, and it may be a unique opportunity in this life.

Because, once you get a big hit and sell hot money, you can attract investment.If you have investment, you will have the funds to hire excellent columnists, cartoonists, and experienced reporters with extensive connections. You can also buy famous poems and serial novels worth a fortune, and take this opportunity to become a big newspaper.

Ashley understood that these two reporters wanted to eat people. They were viciously hungry, with green lights in their eyes, and they wanted to eat her and Flora alive, chewing them repeatedly until the last bit of news value was squeezed out.

Ashley is in a very upset mood. These guys are taking nourishment from her and Flora's misfortunes, distorting and fabricating their stories, concocting gimmicks, eye-catching spiritual consumer products, and selling them to the whole society. Become people's gossip to talk about in order to gain money, status and fame...

The interview started. The daughter chattered non-stop, but the mother seldom asked questions. The notebook was resting on her plump thigh, and a pen was tightly held in her hand. The smooth words flowed out from the tip of the pen. She occasionally stopped to rub her temples, her face Lu is tired.

Be there for her, Chloe

He stared at Flora with crescent-shaped eyes, aimed the camera, and rubbed his thumb on the camera shutter, as if he would 'pull the trigger' at any moment, and a dazzling flash was shot.

Flora squinted her eyes in fear, half turned to avoid the camera.

"Lean on me," Ashley said.

She formed her arms and chest into a small, safe shelter for Flora to bury her face in.

Then, looking him squarely in the face, she asked calmly, "Are you going to use a flash on my eyes?"

Ashley's pupils were as round as a full moon, staring at the camera without fear, exuding an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura.

This spiritual power frightened Chloe, and her fingers tensed several times but did not press down.

Poetry is amazing...

Flora hid her little head in a warm and comfortable environment like an ostrich, feeling the gentle rise and fall of Ashley's chest, the faint fragrance permeated the tip of her nose, rose along the nasal cavity with her breath, and lingered in her brain, bringing great satisfaction.

She sipped carefully, trying to hide as much as possible, so as not to let Ashley feel this shameful 'perverted' behavior.

"Does it smell good?"

Ashley lowered his head suddenly and asked narrowly.

The sniff of the little ostrich in his arms is getting hotter and hotter, why can't he feel it?

"Ugh..."

Flora shivered for a moment, she was too scared to breathe, she buried her face motionless, her little ears that could not be covered were red and hot, revealing her panic and shyness.

Ashley stretched out his fingers and pinched the pinnae of the ears, rubbing them casually, his fingertips wrapped around the soft hair on his shoulders, like playing with a cat.

Different from the sonorous words and the spirit that shone coldly, her chest was thin and barren.

Flora used her face and hands as calipers to measure the width, and it might only be ten centimeters, which is painfully thin.

"Hey, hugged together, still touching, so disgusting..."

Chloe's eyes flickered, and she didn't know whether it was jealousy or disgust burning her heart, making her feel restless.

"It's love between friends."

Ashley spoke in a deep and low voice, turned his face and leaned against Flora's head, forming a beautiful and harmonious picture.

"Friend? Dorothy's friend!" Chloe gritted her teeth.

'Dorothy's Friend' is a hint of a sticker.

Ashley remained noncommittal.

"Hey, it's no wonder you guys will kill people together. When you kill, a perverted heart and a distorted sexual orientation are more suitable! Let's write the report like this--their personalities are as twisted and weird as their sexual orientation, and they are watered with soul and blood. Deformed love blooms into beautiful and strange flowers..."

Hearing these words, Ashley was also a little overwhelmed, no wonder Flora was so excited that she collapsed.

Snapped!

Chloe pressed the shutter abruptly.

All of a sudden, Ashley's eyes were blank, dizziness hovered in his head, his ears were ringing, and there was only one thought in his mind - how bright she is...

However, before her vision blurred, she discovered something strange. In Chloe's pocket, there seemed to be a living creature that was frightened by the shutter and moved.

The entire interview process was very tormented, and she could tell that the nasty reporter Lolita was not interviewing, but was fabricating a story that could be sold, using her power of news dissemination to distort the facts and build an information cocoon.

Ashley felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

In a world with backward media technology, radio and newspapers have the absolute right to speak.

She couldn't clarify through the network platform like before time travel, and eliminate the influence as quickly as possible.

You can only publish a statement in other newspapers to refute the other party after the other party ignites public opinion, but after eating melons, who cares about the truth?

……

At the end of the interview, Chloe's little head was full of stories, and her thoughts were flowing. She wished she could immediately pick up a goose feather and start writing.

While making a chuckle, she stared at the two lolis who were hugging each other with menacing eyes, and licked her lips with her little tongue, wanting more.

"Although everyone is a loli, but we are a genius loli. We will become a legendary reporter in the future, and then become a politician or a financier. To meet an outstanding loli like me is really a ray of light in your barren and boring life. ! Make me your idol!"

After speaking, she helped the woman and left.

"I'm really useless, I've been hiding in your arms." Flora said dejectedly.

"It's okay, not responding is the best response." Ashley comforted.

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In the next room, Chloe poured a glass of warm water for her mother, and there were paper-folded medicine packets on the table.

Charlotte stretched out her fingers and slowly opened the medicine package. The medicine powder was mixed in the water, and she drank it with a frown.

Chloe took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the corner of her mouth.

Looking at her mother's illness, Luo Li felt a surge of anger—it was all due to that hateful heartbroken man who abandoned the mother and daughter and hooked up with the daughter of the media tycoon, financier and investor Dulles Woolf, one night. During the period, he became prosperous and became a member of the upper class. At the same time, he parachuted into "Le Monde", one of the three major newspapers today, as the editor-in-chief.

She vowed to rejuvenate the newspaper, make The Fountainhead a household name, and slap that guy in the face.

After earning a lot of money, he hired the best doctor in Union City to treat his mother. After recovering from illness, he moved to the famous hot spring city 'Titian' to recuperate.

For this reason, Chloe will do whatever she can, whether it is the dark and dirty downtown, the bar full of fish and dragons, the backstage of the song and dance theater, or the salon behind the political scene, she can be seen everywhere.

As long as she can get big news, she can do any despicable and shameless things, selling her soul to the devil, bribing, framing, abetting, provoking... Anyway, human affairs are one of them.

Although the writing style is still immature, Chloe's talent is outstanding, and with the guidance and polishing of her mother who is the editor-in-chief, she has improved rapidly.

Her editorials are succinct, vicious, and easy to understand. She grabs attention and makes a big fuss. She is used to revealing unfinished overtones at the end, which arouses people's suspicion and conspiracy theories.

Soon, Chloe became famous in the news circle, but she rejected the high-paying poaching from the big newspapers, and she wanted to compete with her father's "Le Monde".

"Mom, you can go back and rest. I'll make an appointment with Dr. Zimmerman for you. I can go alone for the interview in the afternoon."

The woman nodded silently, reached out to help her straighten her collar, her eyes were slightly worried.

Chloe turned her back, her eyes narrowed into slits, hiding a sly and evil light.The next interview is with a newly opened restaurant, and she has a big opening gift - a mouse!

"Anyway, these restaurants will end up with technology, pouring rubbish that deceives the sense of taste into the mouths of customers, it is better to close down from the beginning, and provide me with a big news. I have already thought about the title. The new dining model is popular—— —When it opens, it closes!"

If the mother was still around, she would definitely stop her, because it was already a crime, but when she was alone, she was like a wild horse that had run wild, out of control at all.

Walk out of the community gate, wake up the newspaper driver who is taking a nap under the shade of a newspaper, and board the old compact carriage.

The headlights hanging from the four corners of the carriage shake copper chains and clank, and the pipe-nosed horse pulling the carriage sprays white mist from its tapir-like stubby nostrils, and its broad hooves tread softly and silently across the ground, crossing the streets and alleys. , Half an hour later, I came to a restaurant with a red ribbon ready to cut the ribbon.

The atmosphere was grand and warm, and many local celebrities were invited. After the ribbon-cutting ceremony, food critics and important figures walked through the red carpet and entered the restaurant to appreciate the food.

Chloe was among those invited, and she touched the mouse in her pocket. The poor little thing was packed in a pocket, tied with a slipknot, and it could struggle to escape with just a slight tug on the string. .

"Seeing the big rats scurrying on the table, the expressions of the gentlemen and ladies must be very exciting. At that time, you must take a good picture. Heck, it will definitely cause a big news. Compared with the food that dogs don't eat in this garbage restaurant, Even a live mouse can attract more attention!" Chloe's eyes couldn't help narrowing into crescents.

Chapter 32: Control

Chloe scratched the plate with a table knife, her mind was not on the meal, but admiring the black Koudan painted on her little finger.The dish was cold, so I casually picked up a piece and put it in my mouth, tasted it, narrowed my crooked eyes, and muttered in a voice that no one could hear:

"Meaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalike...What a terrible steak...It's good for nothing but filling...And this limp asparagus...Hey...So soft...It's hard, idiot...When I have money...I To eat the most expensive aged meat..Eat it every day..Look at these so called food critics..How funny they are raving about it..Yeah..Disgusting..Eating with these fat pigs.. ...It's almost like eating pig food...It's almost finished...Shushu...It's your turn...Put a happy ending to your sad life...Think about it...Maybe you can run away ...Gooooohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" it does you be shot...so i can give you a eulogy with your tail in your hand...and throw you in the trash! "

While chattering, suddenly, two tall figures appeared behind him, and a rough voice sounded:

"Miss, please take out the things in your pocket."

Chloe's small face turned pale, her pupils trembled, and she was too frightened to move.

impossible……

How did they know I had a mouse in my pocket...

There must be something wrong...

"Hey! How can you search a lady's body?!" She screamed and slammed the table hard, "I've never heard such an unreasonable request!"

"A bastard reporter who brings a live mouse into the restaurant and wants to cause a riot doesn't deserve to be treated like a lady," the man said coldly.

There was a commotion in the restaurant.

"Too much, this is a newly opened restaurant."

"It's Chloe, that rookie reporter with a lot of bad records."

"Damn brat."

"Shameful colleagues."

"She has no credit, just like those notorious journalists."

"Is it really a mouse?"

"My God! There's something moving in her pocket!"

……

The noise and discussions were like a flood, Chloe was terrified, her eyes glanced back and forth uneasily, her hands were tightly covering her pockets - don't let them take out the mouse, if so many people see it, they will definitely die in society!

She quickly imagined that the newspapers would turn up and make a big fuss about it, calling her a 'rat reporter', 'Hamiron's piper' and writing caricatures of her.

"Meh!"

She yelled bluffing, and her strong desire to survive made her jump up like a spring, overturned the chair, and rushed out of the store like a whirlwind!

"Jie Jie, do you know how fast the reporter runs?"

But how can Loli's calf outrun a grown man?Reality hits quickly.