Harley raised her eyebrows, thinking of the "wonderful experience" of being interviewed.
"Well, she is General Lane's daughter, so we can't use force.
In addition, she is also a Pulitzer Prize winner and is quite famous in the industry.
If she were to be forcibly deported and she sent out a random tweet, not to mention the public pressure caused by 'violating press freedom', we would not be happy if a spaceship or submarine was exposed to the people of the world."
The colonel said helplessly.
"She's at camp now?" Harley asked.
"Not yet," Colonel Hardy shook his head. "She took the Arctic Cargo Company's helicopter and stopped at a supply station ten kilometers away."
Harry frowned and said: "Arctic Cargo Company is hired by us to help transport supplies for the expedition team. Why do we eat everything?"
"Reporter Ryan has access to the Canadian government. Arctic Cargo Company belongs to Canada..." the colonel shrugged.
"Hi, Louise!" Harley called first, then started the video chat, and saw the female reporter opposite who was wrapped like a fat penguin.
"Harry, since you are here, the alien spacecraft is probably real." Louise said excitedly.
Compared with six years ago, not much has changed except that it is more mature.
"Where did you hear the news?" Harley asked.
Louise rolled her eyes and said, "I have my own channels."
"Since you have inside information, you should understand that interviews, let alone public reporting, are not allowed before the dust settles, or even after everything is over." Harley said solemnly.
"The public has the right to know." Louise said seriously.
Harley said: "What does the public know about your father's day-to-day work? Do you report on everything you see at the Pentagon?
You and I both understand that the public’s right to know is limited to trivial matters that have nothing to do with national security.
Obviously, if what is happening here spreads, it will seriously threaten the national defense security of the United States."
In fact, she was very confused as to why the US military allowed Louise to enter the camp and participate in the entire spacecraft excavation process in the movie "Man of Steel".
This is completely unreasonable!
For example, now, the reason why Harry divided the camp into two areas, the material center and the scientific research camp, which are ten kilometers apart, is to isolate irrelevant people.
All soldiers, scientists, and staff who enter the scientific research camp have signed confidentiality agreements.
Including Harley herself.
The news about the spaceship was revealed, and Louise, a reporter, knew that it was very abnormal.
Let her come in for photos and interviews...
"Harley, I am a Pulitzer Prize-winning authoritative reporter who can identify what threatens national security.
Let me tell you this, the fact that I can get the news and stand at the gate of your camp means that in the press, the Arctic alien spacecraft incident is no longer a secret." Louise said seriously.
"Haha, I'm not sure it's an alien spacecraft here, but you guys spread the word first."
Harley sneered, but she was cursing secretly in her heart, why the United States Congress is like the GCPD, leaking information everywhere, and so incompetent.
Louise pursed her lips and said meaningfully: "Let me in, and I will publish confirmed news in the media to help you eliminate rumors.
By shutting me out, I can only make unrealistic guesses like them, relying on years of ‘experience’ learned from Hollywood movies.”
"Then you go ahead and make up random things. Anyway, the US government is so thick-skinned that it can't even defeat its own military power. When the time comes, just keep denying it." Harley said casually.
Louise looked serious and took out an interview pass and put it in front of the camera, "You are on Canadian territory, and I have permission from the Canadian government."
Harley raised her middle finger and said, "Let the Canadian government eat shit. How can a mere 'little three' state in the United States rebel against heaven?"
"Xiao Sanzhou?" Louise was confused.
"You don't have the status of a state in the United States, but you actually obey the government of the United States. What is this other than a mistress?" Harley said with a smile.
"Aren't you afraid that I will post this video online so that Canadian people can take a good look?" Louise said angrily.
"You can try. If you succeed, my last name will be 'Ryan' with you." Harley sneered.
Louise hung up the phone, thought about it uncertainly for a moment, and then she really started trying to upload the video to Youtu Turtle.
"This video violates the U.S. Constitution. It has been completely deleted."
A message like this appears on the phone screen.
The next moment, the background automatically deletes the relevant video completely.
"What?!" Louise was shocked on the spot.
"Did Harley Quinn have a wooden door implanted in the mobile phone of Paradise Mountain?" When she saw the "Paradise Mountain" icon on the phone cover, an idea appeared in her mind.
Next thought: Change my phone when I get back.
"This is also big news and a big scandal!" She was very excited.
But after being excited, her rationality returned, and she remembered again that the information to delete the video came from "You Tutu Turtle"...
...
"Amanda, continue to stare at that Lois Lane. Any videos, photos, phone calls, anything that involves me or the alien spacecraft, immediately delete and ban it.
I think she poses a much greater threat to the security of the United States than those terrorist organizations." Harley said with a smile.
"OK, the FBI has locked her up."
On the other end of the phone, Amanda's understated voice came.
Turning off her phone, Harley smiled and said to Ivy next to her: "In the United States, only law enforcers can be lawless, and mere reporters——"
"Jingle Bell......"
Her cell phone rang again.
It's Senator Joseph.
"Hey, Perry, are you anxious to get some news about the spaceship? Unfortunately, we have just set up camp here," said Harley.
"It's not a spaceship..." Joseph said hesitantly: "Lois Lane came to see you just now, right?
Her father just came to see me.
Well, General Lane is also a Democratic Party, and he is also the Army officer with the greatest rise in recent years, so..."
Harley's face darkened slightly, "This is too lawless."
"Alas, there is no way, this is the current political situation in the United States." Joseph sighed.
"Perry, if the spaceship is fake, at most it will be a piece of rubbish news that will appear in a third-rate tabloid.
But if the spaceship is real, do you understand what it represents?
The entire course of human civilization will change as a result!"
Harley's mood became high and she shouted loudly: "We should hide the spaceship secretly!
Study alien technology on the sly.
No matter how upright it is to brag to the outside world and promote the advanced system of the United States, it can be several generations ahead of other countries in science and technology.
Then, Zhengda Guangming used the secretly learned alien technology to develop weapons.
In the end, those weapons were used openly and honestly to maintain the hegemony of the United States, and even went further...
Perry, this is a major matter concerning whether we Americans can continue to crawl on the bodies of the people of the world and suck their blood. We cannot let a reporter ruin it easily!"
Beside Ivy, her expression was slightly distorted.
On the other hand, Colonel Hardy and several American soldiers standing guard looked at Harley with a little more recognition and respect: Although the words may not sound good, they are a patriot!
However, Senator Joseph Perry, who was opposite him, was a political veteran. He had shouted similar slogans countless times.
Although Harley's words were very politically correct, he still said calmly: "You seem to have offended a lot of people in the Pentagon, and General Cha Cha Lane is not among them."
Harley immediately understood that General Lane could become her political ally!
He continued: "Moreover, it is not just General Lane's intention to let Lois Lane pass.
Like you said, if the spaceship is real, it represents too much benefit.
Of course it will also involve the distribution of interests within our party, and they will not allow you to live alone."
"Okay, let her come in, but I'm going to say something ugly first. If there is an accident in the spaceship excavation work because of her, I will never take the blame." Harley compromised.
...
When Louise stepped off the helicopter, she did not show a proud expression of victory. Instead, her face was gloomy and her eyes were depressed.
"How did you do that?" she asked in a low voice after getting closer to Harley.
"I also want to ask how you did it."
With a dull look on her face, Harry led her towards the tent.
"What do I do?" Louise asked confused.
"How did you convince your father to force him to help you through the back door?" Harley said.
Louise asked instead: "How did you delete the videos on my phone?"
Harley smiled lightly and said: "From the moment the telephone was born, monitoring people's communications has been an important task of the US government.
Communication content is not limited to phone calls, mobile phones, emails and social accounts are included.
Any listed telecommunications company and Internet technology giant in the United States will cooperate to help the U.S. government collect user information.
So, you understand?
Don’t ask why, just ask for national security!
Not to mention ordinary people, the leaders of the United States’ allies are still within the scope of monitoring.
This is tradition!”
Louise's face changed several times, and she gritted her teeth and said, "You tell me this, aren't you afraid that I will expose it?"
"You can give it a try and see if your dad can handle it."
Harry had an obvious sarcasm on his face.
"If there is conclusive evidence, I will expose it." Louise said firmly.
"Don't you have a background in the Pentagon?" Harley approached her and offered her advice with a smile: "Find a few CIAs working in the technology department. With your charm, it shouldn't be difficult to lure a few programmers. From them
It will be easier to find evidence here.”
"What do you want to do?" Louise asked warily.
"Nothing, I just want to see how valuable your insistence on press freedom is." Harley smiled.
Louise stared at her cute and cute face, and a chill ran down her back, "You treat national security like child's play, you are simply a devil."
Harley was speechless, "Isn't it true that I tried hard to stop you, but you insisted on going into the camp to report?"
"Congressman Quinn, the results of the carbon dating analysis are in."
At this moment, Dr. Havel, who was behind the instrument console, shouted.
"I'm sure it must be an alien relic! The three-hundred-meter-long metal reaction, but the surrounding glacier is close to 20,000 years old.
God, 20,000 years ago, before humans entered the Bronze Age, where did the metal come from? It was still so huge!"
Colonel Hardy said excitedly: "Report this good news to Washington immediately!"
Harley shook her head and said: "Look at this Miss Lane, don't you understand what the situation is in Washington?
If you don't want to be surrounded by a large group of reporters from all over the world tomorrow morning, it's best to block the news first, dig through the ice, and determine the condition of the spacecraft...
Either let the research team try to control the spacecraft, or directly ask the Pentagon to dispatch the military.
In short, once the spacecraft actually returns to the United States and falls under the control of the Pentagon so that no one can take it away, there will be no problem reporting the matter to anyone."
Seeing the glaring Louise standing next to him, Colonel Hardy immediately changed his mind, "It's true what Senator Quinn said. I'll go out and organize the manpower, prepare the equipment, and start chipping away at the ice tomorrow!"
Back in the tent, Harley pulled Ivy and said, "When it gets dark, we'll start digging out the ice. Are your vines okay?"
"It's just a layer of ice. We can enter the interior of the spacecraft tonight." Ivy said confidently.