Chapter 353 Follow-up
Chapter 353 Follow-up
Royal Mail: "Lord of the Rings dies, Queen Diane attends memorial service"
The Critic: "Assassination or repentance? The cause of death of Marquis Jinjuan remains a mystery"
Daily News: "The Marquis of Jinjuan drowned in the lake yesterday. Before jumping into the lake, he shouted "I am guilty!"
Corner Alley News: "Less than a week after falling in love with the prince, he suddenly died at home. Did the Marquis of Jinjuan really commit suicide?"
The Sun: "Revenge of the vengeful spirit? The sentry of the Jinjuan family: I was knocked unconscious by a wild cat that night!"
"..."
It’s okay, the reaction is pretty much what I expected.
After picking out The Sun, which had a clearly different style, Lyon, who had worked overtime all night the day before yesterday and had a good sleep at home yesterday, pushed the door and entered his office in the Cleanup Bureau.
For some reason, he seemed to be in a very good mood. He made himself a cup of black tea very luxuriously. Then he sipped it in small sips while flipping through the rest of the newspaper.
The Marquis of Jinjuan, who had just been promoted to the position of economic and tax secretary, whose status was second only to the Minister of Finance, drowned at home very suddenly. Naturally, it was not a trivial matter.
After all, although the economic and tax secretary is just a "secretary", he or she has great real power. Not only can he or she participate in the formulation of economic policies, adjust and control commercial taxes, but he or she is also responsible for supervising the normal operation of the market and serving as a foreign economic adviser.
This position does not sound very important, but in the kingdom's five-level official system of ruling, administration, clerical, assistant, and general affairs, it is already a second-level senior official, second only to the prime minister and ministers of various departments.
The mysterious drowning of such an important figure directly caused a severe earthquake in the political circles of the royal capital.
Especially those who once supported the princess but recently turned to Prince Joshua due to the manipulation of the queen and the minister of finance. They were terrified and wondered if this tragedy was a "warning" from Princess Veronica. Even those who had nothing to do with it were extremely curious about it.
The major newspapers, knowing what everyone wanted to see, naturally followed suit and launched an urgent special issue, reporting extensively on the death of Marquis Jinjuan, with all kinds of theories circulating at once.
As the creator of this incident, in Lyon's opinion, except for the Sun, which tried its best to exaggerate the atmosphere of horror and wanted to write the incident as "Revenge of the Flower Ghost", the reports of other newspapers were relatively detailed.
In particular, the Royal Mail, which had the largest background, went directly to Cuiyu Manor and questioned everyone who witnessed everything that day, and described everything except their own existence in an extremely accurate manner.
……
According to the Royal Mail, the Marquis of Jinjuan worked until late at night, then took a nap at his desk until dawn. The secretary did not dare to disturb him and just put a coat on him and went back to the side room to rest.
But when it was past ten o'clock in the morning, the anxious secretary could not help but wake him up when he found that the Marquis had not yet woken up, his face was extremely pale, and he was still trembling slightly unconsciously.
After seeing the secretary's face, the awakened Marquis Jinjuan screamed in despair, pushed the secretary to the ground, then ran along the corridor to the stairwell, then crawled down the stairs, shouting "I am guilty" and jumping into the lake with a big stone to commit suicide.
When he was fished out of the water by someone, he seemed to be afraid that he would not die quickly enough. His mouth and nose were filled with water plants, and his body was covered with weeds. But his face did not look ferocious, and he even had a strange sense of relief.
"You are such a genius!"
After listening to Leon finish reading the newspaper, the illiterate Sheephead placed on the desk couldn't help but laugh happily:
"If we calculate that he can run one lap in a little over a minute, he slept for more than four hours after you left, waking up and falling asleep hundreds of times in the dream you created, and every time he woke up he was chased and forced to jump into the lake.
And you used the secretary's face. When he woke up and saw the secretary coming towards him with a concerned look on his face, his first reaction would definitely be to run away and then continue to jump into the lake.
After all, if you run too slowly, you will be dragged to Baohua Manor and be executed more than 900 times... Wahahaha! Art! You are simply the art of execution!"
After praising Leon for a while, the Black Goat seemed to feel that he hadn’t praised him enough, so he smacked his lips and said in amazement:
"You kid, you are a born devil! I didn't even touch him. I just said yes at his door and knocked on the red fork. He had nightmares all night and jumped into the lake.
No matter how capable the people in the Cleansing Bureau are, they cannot find out what a dead person had dreamed. What's more, when he jumped into the lake, you had already gone home to sleep. You even worked overtime in the bureau that night and wrote a lot of materials overnight. Who could have found out about you?
Tsk tsk tsk, I really admire you more and more, it’s a pity that you only killed him yesterday, if you could…”
"Okay, if you can't control your mouth, go back to the mirror world!"
After glaring at the chattering black goat, Leon said unhappily:
"Are you stupid to be an investigator for the Cleanup Bureau? I've done something similar to this before at Ryan's house. If it happens again, even the dumbest person will suspect me!"
"Okay, okay, let's shut up. Can't we just shut up?"
Seeing Leon raising his hand towards him, the black goat quickly shut his mouth for fear of returning to the mirror world and becoming a urinary hole for young Ha.
But it was hard to change its bad habits, and before long it could not help but continue to tempt:
"Let's just say that your new anomaly is really useful. It's not very useful against people with anomalies, but for ordinary people, it can be killed almost as long as they make a noise.
You just happen to have so many people you want to get rid of, why don't we come to the cleaning bureau during the day and work for that red-haired woman, and go out more at night and do some work for ourselves... What do you think?"
"not so good."
After carefully reading the newspapers and confirming that even if there were any doubts, they would not be related to him, Leon responded expressionlessly:
“Let’s not even talk about whether or not this will be discovered by the Cleanup Bureau. Given the current situation in the kingdom, even if I can kill a thousand villains, there will still be a thousand and first one. Blindly killing people won’t solve the problem.
If the situation this time wasn't so special, I wouldn't have taken action directly even if I knew about it. Instead, I would have tried to catch him and deal with him through the police department or the princess. It's not a good thing to be too accustomed to solving problems with force."
The black goat was greatly disappointed when he heard this, and said with a frown:
"Tsk... it's really not fun!"
After listening to Black Goat's complaints, Leon couldn't help but sneer:
"Haha, if you were Anomaly No. 001, I would kill all the bastards right now and make everyone follow my rules... But are you?"
"I...I still have great potential. As long as I find back everything I lost, I will at least be...Oh, right!"
After hesitating for a few times, the black goat seemed to remember something, and said with his eyes shining slightly:
"That female reporter from The Sun! Our tail is still in her hands! You are so powerful now, let's go find her! As long as we can get our tail back..."
"Hush! Silence!"
Hearing the familiar footsteps, Leon grabbed the black goat's mouth. While squeezing out its nonsense, he also used the black goat's soul vision to glance at the familiar soul approaching outside the door.
“Tock, knock.”
After knocking gently on the door, Emma bit her lip outside, trying to suppress the extremely complicated emotions in her heart, and said softly with a trembling voice:
"Leon...are you there? I want to talk to you."
(End of this chapter)