Chapter 105: The reporters’ pursuit and interception—someone in Sencheng is desperate!
There was a huge sound of aircraft engines in the sky, indicating that the rescue team had arrived.
After Jiang Qilan fired a bright orange missile into the sky, he came to the crowd gathering for gambling.
"Three helicopters came from our rescue fleet. Due to limited site conditions, we can only park one at a time. Considering that we have injured people here, the injured need to be the first to get on the plane. Do you have any objections?"
"No!" Everyone said in unison.
Helicopters arrived one after another.
The first helicopter, a mini emergency medical rescue aircraft, could only carry four people.
There is Jiang Qiyun, Jiang Qilan who is waiting to interrogate Tank, and the heads of the program team, Producer Lin and Director He.
Jiang Qilan left the matter of orderly arrangements for the people affected by the disaster to board and leave safely, leaving it to the six commandos at the scene.
"Thank you, instructor, for your trust! I promise to complete the mission!" The soldiers held their heads high and held their chests high.
Jiang Qilan patted the soldier on the shoulder.
The emergency medical rescue plane had stopped in the open space by the stream outside the camp, and two rescuers carrying a stretcher quickly ran into the camp.
Jiang Qilan directed them to come outside Jiang Qiyun's tent and put him on a stretcher.
Everyone wanted to come over and say goodbye to Actor Jiang, but Actor Jiang was lying on the stretcher with his arms covering his eyes, looking like he was very uncomfortable or in a drowsy sleep.
Didn't bother him.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he was carried to the plane.
Soon, Director He and Producer Lin sat down safely and put on earmuffs and seat belts according to the instructions.
Jiang Qilan then directed the pilot to take off.
The plane slowly rose, and Jiang Qilan looked down at the increasingly smaller camp.
Cheng Ling, it's a pity that I'm in a hurry today and don't have time to introduce myself.
I will find an opportunity to visit you in person.
I hope your negotiation words are better prepared. I am not someone who is easily persuaded.
It would be my loss not to allow talents like you to join my team.
The medical staff on the helicopter helped Jiang Qiyun take off his dirty shirt, checked the wound, and muttered, "This wound was treated beautifully."
When Jiang Qiyun heard this, he remembered the scene when he was dealing with the wound, and felt sad. He didn't want to cry in front of outsiders, so he pulled the snow-white quilt covered by the doctor to cover his face.
It also covered his tears.
Producer Lin and Director He asked Jiang Qilan with their eyes.
Jiang Qilan raised his finger and waved it gently, meaning to leave him alone.
Jiang Qiyun couldn't hear the huge roar of the plane. He could only hear the sad song slowly playing in his heart.
Is it just the suspension bridge effect? Jiang Qiyun asked himself.
I'm afraid it's more than that.
So sad.
Woo——
The plane quickly flew back to Sencheng, hovering and stopping in the open space in front of the hospital.
The sound of the propeller slowly stopped, and at this time, there was a noise outside the plane.
"Are you from the "Desperate Survival" program team? I am a reporter from Sencheng TV. I have a few questions for you..."
"Someone told us that a murder occurred in the wild on your program's set!"
"Who is the victim?"
"Similar murders have occurred on survival programs before. What action did you take?"
A crowd of people gathered around him.
Jiang Qilan narrowed his eyes.
Someone in Sencheng is so anxious that he jumps over the wall!
Damn it, he actually went to the media to spread the news and let reporters come to chase him.
Did they think this would stop them from interrogating Tank?
absurd!
Jiang Qilan said seriously and loudly to Producer Lin and Director He: "Producer Lin, Director He, I will fully explain to you the importance and confidentiality of this matter. I believe you have already understood what should be said and what should not be said in front of the media. Are you aware of it?"
"Understood!" The plane was too noisy, and Producer Lin replied in a loud voice.
Jiang Qilan nodded and pointed to the crowd of reporters and cameras outside, "Then please go deal with the media interviews. It's best to go farther away so that Jiang Qiyun and I can escape."
Director He made an OK gesture.
The helicopter door opened, and Producer Lin and Director He tightened their clothes that were blown up by the propeller and stepped out.
The reporters were like flies that smelled something fishy and immediately gathered around.
Director He and Producer Lin walked quickly away, trying their best to break away from the reporters and lead them away from the helicopter.
Their plan succeeded.
The reporters gathered around He Dao and they walked away with difficulty, at least a hundred meters away from the plane.
A reporter who couldn't squeeze around Director He and the others was holding a camera in vain and standing on tiptoes, hoping to take a few clearer photos so that he could go back and report.
At this time, he heard the helicopter door being opened again.
Two medical staff carried a stretcher and hurriedly came down from above. The person on their stretcher had a white cloth covering his face.
Is this the deceased?
The wind brought by the propeller lifted the white cloth, revealing Jiang Qiyun's face like a knife.
His eyes were closed tightly.
The reporter screamed: "Jiang Qiyun! Jiang Qiyun is dead!"