"Is what the homeless say true? Is this your first story?" Miss Kate Grant looked at Wesley's manuscript, and the title made Ah frown.
"Not bad, read the contents." Wesley motioned for the other party to read the content.
Miss Kate Grant frowned and began to read, but the contents attracted him. First, Wesley described the distribution of homeless people in the city, and then through the distribution, he explained that there were some unknown things in the city that these homeless people were likely to know, but people chose to ignore them because of their status.
That was the first thing to look at. People are always curious about the unknown. So what do these homeless people know? Then Wesley mentioned a robbery a few days ago. The only witness was a homeless person who said he saw aliens.
After that, nothing happened. No one believed it, but as a reporter, Wesley was very interested. He had just arrived in the city and was unfamiliar with everything. Wesley cleverly introduced himself here, and then he went to ask for information.
Wesley didn't start talking about the evidence directly, but about the homeless man's eyes. These guys were at the bottom of society, and they had been through a lot. Although their eyes were cloudy, you could see the story, and their past experiences, if you looked hard enough.
Wesley said as much in the article. "The way I look at him, it's not filled with smugness. Even with his expression, I only see fear. He often prowls the city late at night. What makes him so afraid?"
In the end, Wesley talked about the differences between the two waves of police officers. At the end of the article, Wesley said that this reporter would continue to explore the truth.
"Are you sure we have aliens here?" Kate Grant actually asked this first question.
Wesley spread his hands and then said, "Look, you're hooked, right?"
"Yes, I was indeed attracted." Miss Kate Grant nodded and admitted that the article was indeed fascinating and the pure way of writing was very good.
"Isn't Superman an alien? If he can come to Earth, why can't other aliens? There are aliens on Earth, so I'm not lying, and I'm sure there are aliens in our city. I'll continue to look for them. How about it? Can I send it? And take a look at this photo." Wesley's photo was taken of the homeless man, but there was no full face, only his eyes.
Although the skin around the eyes was dirty, the eyes were filled with fear and were very real. Perhaps you could not read the meaning in the eyes, but it would make your heart ache when you saw it.
"Not bad, you can publish it and see the reaction of the readers later." Miss Kate Grant nodded in agreement, and then Wesley sent it to type.
The next day, the newspaper appeared in the hands of the readers. Cark Media Group had a huge readership in Nachonner City, and Wesley's article was on the front page. The eyes were enlarged and occupied half the page.
The people who got the newspaper were very curious about what kind of eyes they had. Then they read it and were deeply attracted by the article. Whether it was analysis or evidence, it was said reasonably. At the same time, the fearful eyes made a deep impression on everyone. At the same time, Wesley Gibson, the reporter, made an impression on them.
In the end, the article said that the reporter still had to follow up and discover unknown things in the city. This made all the readers look forward to it. The sales of the newspaper increased a little. After all, there was a large readership.
However, there were a lot of feedback opinions. Most of them hoped that the newspaper could continue to publish the follow-up. On the other hand, Wesley was a little famous. Everyone was looking forward to his article.
The day after the article was published, Miss Kate Grant summoned Wesley again. "Not bad. The feedback is good. I hope you continue to work hard. I wonder when your next article will come out."
"What the article needs is content. I can't say for sure. After all, the investigation of this matter has just begun. I don't even recognize the streets of this city. Moreover, the first article is just a foundation and needs time to ferment. I'll use this time to investigate. The second article is the main point. Of course, that's assuming I'm not arrested."
"Don't worry, the lawyers of the Katsuk Group are not to be trifled with. The United States is a free country. Go do your work." Miss Kate Grant said domineeringly, and Wesley got up and left her office.
"Wesley, you're amazing. Your article is so good, but are there really aliens?" Kayla carefully leaned over and asked.
Wesley looked at her with amusement. Wasn't this girl an alien? Now she was actually asking him with a curious expression. "I don't know. I need to investigate, but so far, there is. Isn't Superman?"
"Oh, right." Kayla looked disappointed.
"Don't worry, I've investigated it. How about I tell you first?"
"Really, okay, it's a deal…" Kayla wanted to say something, but the boss started to call her, so she had to go first.
As the first article continued to ferment, Wesley began his own investigation. His current lead was the second team of police officers that day. According to the homeless man's last words, in the direction they had gone, Wesley drove around the city, constantly looking for them.
It was not surprising that there were police cars in the city. What was strange was that they were fully armed. This kind of attire made people's first impression that something big had happened, and there was indeed a robbery that day. Therefore, Wesley followed this train of thought and asked around, and then the target left the city.
About 50 kilometers away from the city, it was very desolate. There was a paramilitary base here. Such a situation could be said to be very strange. Naturally, people would know about it, but no one thought about what it was for. After all, it looked like a military base. There were many such places in the United States.
With all the clues connected, Wesley saw that it was about time, so he left the apartment a day early and drove out of the city, approaching the base with the night-vision camera he had gotten from the company.
When he was ten kilometers away, Wesley got out of the car and locked it. Then he carried his backpack, a camera slung around his neck, and a black baseball cap as he walked toward the base.