Quick Transmigration: I Just Want to Die

Chapter 28

The client's name is Zhou Jin, a 28-year-old male who was a frontline journalist struggling on the job.

He was killed by a stray bullet when he was assigned to collect information about country A's war.

His wish was to collect all the information and send it back to China for reporting.

It was a classic case of work over life.

Ah Jin took a look at the original character's body and felt healthy and a bit underpowered.

What could you possibly do with your life if you couldn't keep up with your body?

Now, he still had a month to go before the assignment.

He had to enroll in martial arts classes and learn some self-defense.

Ah Jin didn't know if it would help.

While the physical strength was not given but combined with Ah Jin's abilities, it was more than enough to complete the task.

With all things considered, the time to leave had come.

Alongside Ah Jin, an intern camera boy was nicknamed "Pinming Sanlang," whose name was extraordinarily hard-working and capable.

The editor in chief patted him on the shoulder before leaving, "Young man, do a good job. You will get a raise when you return."

What salary increase when your life was at stake.

However, although Ah Jin was thinking this, on the surface, she still nodded lightly.

The editor-in-chief just assumed he was unhappy.

After all, no one would like to go to that war-torn place.

He could only be wronged because he had the least qualifications.

The plane finally landed after eight hours of travel.

Ah Jin came to this small country filled with smoke and war, Country A.

The air was filled with tension as Ah Jin's feet stepped on the land.

The airport was surrounded by patrolling guards.

It was a city where people were dying all the time, where houses were collapsing, and damage to the city buildings was massive.

There were bullet holes on the walls, destroyed homes and rivers, displaced people, and the streets were filled with conflict and strife.

It was a time when the bad guys were rampant, and the good guys were suffering.

Feeling the pleasure and excitement coming from the depths of her soul, Ah Jin stretched and took a deep breath of air.

The scent of death coming from the air infusing her with a whole new strength.

She praised San Qi fiercely, a good choice of mission! Kudos to you!

Ah Jin was escorted by the guards into the territory.

The city was a bit more severe than the airport's, with debris everywhere and even traces of blood left on the walls.

Ah Jin glanced at Sanlang.

He was still calm and collected.

As far as Ah Jin knew, he must be panicking now.

"Why are you still frozen? If you do not hurry up and take pictures and videos, later we can not collect more things."

Only then did Sanlang realized that he hastily took out his camera from his bag and clicked several pictures.

However, as Ah Jin said before he finished taking pictures, a guard came up to stop him and told him that he could not take photos and videos without their permission.

They were even required to go out under the guards' protection to collect information and not act alone.

Sanlang was disappointed that he could not go alone, which meant that the information collected might not be true and was just an official cover-up.

Ah Jin smiled and agreed.

She spoke to Sanlang again, "It's okay, we will find the time to sneak out. They can’t follow us twenty-four hours a day."

The two spoke Chinese, so the guards around them couldn't understand.

They wouldn't have to worry about being discovered.

Sanlang was naturally incredibly supportive, saying that he must get a good amount of dry goods that he could account for when he returned.

The guards took the two of them to a safer place to stay.

The five or six were left behind for their protection, while others went off on other missions.

Ah Jin and Sanlang surveyed the small, shabby room.

It had only two single beds, a toilet, a table, and a small window.

The window glass was sealed from the outside and could not be opened.

Sanlang stood by the window and looked into the distance.

He grabbed his camera again and took a few shots, but the results were not satisfactory.

"No, I can't get a shot. It's all blocked by these buildings in front of me."

"Of course, or would we both be allowed to live here?"

Sanlang was not disheartened and put down the camera in his hand and asked, "Brother Zhou, how are we going to sneak out? We didn't understand when they made the arrangements earlier."

Ah Jin patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry. We’ll stay for three days first to get a feel of their work schedule and lower their alertness. After they relax, we can go out."

"Okay, brother. I'll do whatever you say."

The first day and the second day were nothing special.

The two of them were forbidden to go anywhere else or go for a walk in the yard.

They had to stay in their rooms.

On the third day, things changed.

The men took the two of them to take pictures, video and even interviewed the people passing by.

Compared to the miserable state of the city, this place was much better.

There were no broken walls, the houses were quite neat, and occasional pedestrians were on the road.

They looked pretty calm.

This should be arranged from those above, specifically to deal with the visit of journalists from various countries.

Ah Jin and Sanlang acted as if they didn't know.

It was time to take pictures and videos.

Ah Jin also pulled a person to fake an interview.

"Hello, do you have any opinion about the current situation of your country?"

"I am satisfied with the status of my country now. My country is still a bit chaotic, but I believe it will slowly get better. My country is slowly recovering from the construction."

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation."

The guard finished the interview, took them to the car again, and returned to their residence.

Ah Jin watched the scenery on the road.

There was no way for the people to live.

There was no semblance of recovering.

Just then, the car stopped, and Sanlang curiously probed out to see ahead.

The guard reprimanded Sanlang sternly, instructing him not to look too much, "Stay in the car, and don't you come down!"

Still stretching his neck, Sanlang tried to see something through the windshield.

He curiously asked Ah Jin, "Brother Zhou, what do you think is happening up ahead. Is there a fight?"

He waited for a while and saw that Ah Jin ignored him, so he turned his head to look at Ah Jin again, "Brother Zhou, what are you looking at."

Ah Jin was looking out the window of a dilapidated building.

There were several people vaguely inside, and they were sneaking around.

She wasn't sure what they were doing, but they could only see that they seemed to be trading something.

Ah Jin had a feeling she would find clues from these people, but now was not a good time.

The surrounding guards were too many to be impulsive.

She made a mental note of the surrounding terrain and landmarks until the time was right to come back to this place to explore.

The guard soon returned to the car.

The car continued to depart.

Sanlang curiously asked the guard, "Sir, was there a car accident up ahead?"

The guard replied, "No, there was a fight up ahead. The goods stalls were pushed over, which blocked the road."

He was suspicious.

He clearly did not see the fallen goods from the window glass just now, not to mention the vendors doing business.

They could really talk nonsense.

Fortunately, he was smart.

He converted the words into the information he wanted.

There should have been a conflict just now in front, and it affected the surrounding people.

The frightened people caused chaos and blocked the road.

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