How can they make fake news so blatantly? That wasn’t what he ant at all, and they just took it out of context like that, making it seem like the police were deliberately hiding sothing.
The young police officer was furious and wanted to charge into the crowd.
The female journalist imdiately scread and grabbed the police officer who was about to rush into the crowd, yelling sharply, "He hit soone, the police officer hit soone! The police officer hit a journalist! The police officer hit a woman!"
Each sentence was more attention-grabbing than the last.
There were already quite a few citizens gathered outside the Hospital, and upon hearing the commotion, they all looked over.
The female journalist, with disheveled hair, clung to the officer’s arms with disordered clothes and a red face, looking like a bullied victim.
The police officer, however, had an angry face, with a shocked look in his eyes, really looking like he was about to hit soone, extrely furious.
"Let go!"
The female journalist held onto his arm tightly, shouting loudly, "The police hit soone, just because I asked to interview the families of the injured, he threatened to arrest . Our cara caught the mont, and when he discovered it, he tried to grab our cara. I held onto him, and he still wanted to hit . Such a big incident happened in the City Center, and the police are not only not helping the victims, but also not allowing us journalists to interview, and even beat people, who exactly are they protecting?"
"As a journalist, I have the duty to reveal the truth to everyone. Even if I’m beaten up or arrested today, there are still 1.5 million colleagues standing up!"
She spoke righteously with a miserable appearance, looking powerful and persuasive, much more credible than the furious police officer pointing at her in anger, unable to speak.
Sure enough, many citizens were stirred by her words, and their emotions beca agitated.
"Exactly, why aren’t people allowed in! What reason is there to not allow interviews, what unspeakable things are there not to be seen! Did the police take money?"
"Why threaten journalists?"
"Why afraid of journalists interviewing the families of the injured? We want to see the families of the injured! Demand to see the families of the injured!"
"A grown man hitting a young woman, soone like that can even be a police officer, scum! Take a photo, we’ll expose him!"
"Yes, expose him!"
The young police officer faced with so many angry eyes, couldn’t defend himself, just kept waving his hands, covering his face, and explaining, "That’s not how it is, listen to , all of you. I didn’t hit anyone, no, I didn’t. She’s lying."
His voice, compared to the agitated crowd, was too soft and completely drowned out by their passionate shouting.
Especially the journalist, seizing this opportunity to fan the flas.
The order that the police had barely managed to maintain was once again thrown into chaos by this small incident.
"Everyone, please calm down, don’t make any rash moves!"
"Please cooperate with our police work!"
Enna Clark was moving through the crowd at this ti and walked to the head police officer maintaining order, "Excuse , I need to go in."
The head police officer, sweating profusely, was busy commanding the scene, and upon hearing this, refused without thinking, "Please cooperate with our work, currently no unrelated personnel are allowed in!"
Enna Clark calmly said, "I am a related party, I am a representative of Rhine Corporation, I need to go in."
"You’re Rhine’s representative?" The man, too busy to look closely at her, stopped and looked at her in surprise.
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