"Hello, is this the news department of the Miami Herald? I have a news tip, a very important one."
Outside the American Airlines Arena, in a phone booth, a man called the Miami Herald with a coarse and strange voice, telling them that he had an important news tip about the southeast champion, Link Baker.
"I have reliable information that he and his upcoming opponent, Andzeje Methodra's manager, are making a private deal to fix the match."
"Sir, are you serious? Do you have any witnesses or evidence?"
"The match itself is the evidence!"
Click! The phone was hung up, and the man stepped out of the booth, looking up at Miami's sky with a flash in his blue eyes, and scoffed, "Link, get ready to become famous."
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Sniff! Sniff! Sniff~ Achoo!
"What are you smelling?"
Link looked at Mario, who was sniffing around with his large nose in the locker room.
"Link, Mario says you're doing drugs in the locker room," Reggie shrugged and chuckled.
