The alarmed informant, designated as "1," dashed out of the chaotic hall, his heart racing with anxiety to ascertain the well-being of "74," only to be intercepted by the swiftly converging pack of reporters and their professional crew from Focus Light News Station. In a split second, countless flashes and camera lenses bore down on him like a tidal wave, as the large screen seamlessly transitioned from its original anchor studio window to a full-frame view of him, abruptly launching an unplanned live broadcast.
"1" anxiously inquired, "Has an ambulance been called already?"
The reporter from Focus Light, a trace of helplessness in her eyes, shook her head slowly. "I'm sorry, she... has left us."
After a moment's pause, she took a deep breath, striving for composure in her tone. "This tragedy is deeply distressing to us all. However, there are a few questions I must ask for verification. Did you know this lady?"
"1" shook his head gently, an unspeakable emotion flickering across his eyes.
Undaunted, the reporter pressed on, "Given that you shared the same work environment, did you observe any unusual behavior or warning signs prior to her taking this drastic action?"
Faced with this barrage of questions, "1" grew increasingly agitated. He gently pushed aside the intrusive camera lenses, retreating to the side, his voice low yet resolute. "Please give me a moment. I need to be alone right now."
Seeing this, the reporter from Focus Light immediately winked at the staff around her, signaling them to tone down their actions for the moment. She turned to the direction beyond the camera and whispered, "This is indeed not the right time. We'll try again later."
The staff member, intently monitoring the live broadcast footage from the television station on their mobile device, analyzed, "I speculate that she has yet to be bombarded by the vicious online commentary, which may allow her to delve deeper into the truth behind the death of '74.' And right now, the most crucial step for you is to subtly guide her thoughts."
The reporter from Focus Light furrowed her brow slightly and inquired, "Guide? How exactly should we proceed?"
The staff member calmly elaborated, "According to our predesigned narrative, she is a subordinate of Li Haoyu. To extract crucial information about him from her, we must convince her, without a shadow of a doubt, that there exists a hidden connection between '74's death and Li Haoyu."
A spark of understanding lit up in the reporter's eyes as she nodded in agreement. "I see. I'll carefully lay out this clue."
Meanwhile, "1" sat alone by the flowerbed, her eyes vacant and lost. The reporter from Focus Light approached her slowly and gently sat down beside her. The photographer, in tacit understanding, retreated a few steps, blending into the background behind the reporter, minimizing their presence to avoid disturbing "1."
In a soft yet resolute tone, the reporter said, "I understand that you need time to sort through your thoughts, but if '74's passing was not voluntary, but rather the result of external forces, such tragedies could potentially repeat themselves. Therefore, it is imperative that we uncover the truth behind it all to prevent further harm to the innocent."
"1" turned her gaze towards the reporter, listening intently to every word from every conner around her.