Byline—
Reporter, Reagon Chapman, Intern Reporter, Mia Ginger.
In addition—
Since she didn't go out on the streets herself, she took a picture of the flyer as an illustration.
Once everything was done, almost half an hour had passed.
At 5:40, most of the people in the workspace had already clocked out.
Mia Ginger glanced sideways at Reagon Chapman; she was still there.
Taking a deep breath, Mia Ginger checked the article, pictures, and recordings one more time, sent them to Reagon Chapman, and proactively approached her with a mild smile: "Sister Chapman, I just sent you the article and pictures."
"Did you record the phone call?" Reagon Chapman asked.
Mia Ginger nodded, "I did."
Reagon Chapman opened the chat window, received the article and pictures, gave them a glance, smiled, and asked her, "Fraud? Are you sure?"
Mia Ginger answered seriously, "The phone recording can prove it."
