Sherlock Holmes
Chapter 249 One messenger, one era
Everything was as Irene expected. On the third day after the experimental display, the entire empire fell into a sudden surge of racial sentiment, and this sentiment was so explosive that it exploded. It's out of control.
Whether it is the official newspapers with the highest sales volume or the third-rate tabloids printed in private workshops, they have all bolded and bolded titles such as "Conjecture that wild demons can be controlled has been confirmed" without any discussion. The black print was printed in the most eye-catching position on the first page, leaving no room for other information.
I heard that a large company in Cortez France finally declared bankruptcy.
Who cares about this shit?
I heard that the police in the northern city of Tiago broke into the home of a local drug lord in order to arrest him, but found that the drug lord was not at home and the mayor was having sex with the drug lord's wife.
Well, in normal times, I could get a seat in the middle of the second page no matter what, but at this moment, no one wants to talk to the mayor.
Humanity
This word seems to have gained a different weight overnight just because of the success of an experiment.
The meat vendors on the street usually care about everything, but these days they have hung up banners saying "If your family member joins the military, you can receive a pound of chicken for free."
The woman next to the tavern was dressed in a fancy dress. She saw a certain veteran who had his leg broken in the bombing after the war. He looked at each other for a moment, hesitated for a while, and then said with a smile: "Girl, I'm in a good mood today." , you come to me. It’s free.”
Even the bastards selling hallucinogens in the alley at night saw a young man of 16 or 17 walking in to inquire about the goods. They thought for a moment and then gave him the word 'get out'.
These guys who sell drugs must have done a lot of evil things, but these days I always feel that if those young and strong guys don't take drugs, they might be controlling demons on the front line and fighting the enemy bravely in the future. warrior.
Hope seems to be subtly changing people's attitude towards life
In fact, human beings have always had the deepest and strongest confidence and pride in their own race. However, because centuries of war have really flattened the mentality of generations of people, the huge gate to hell on the Antarctic continent has become... It's like a huge hole has been opened in the hearts of all human beings.
Today, a counterattack howl sounded.
Then this sound will naturally resound throughout the world, drowning everything. People can't see anything else, and they don't want to think about anything else. Their innate pride has been suppressed for too long, and when it is released, it must be vented. Like waterfalls falling from mountains, like the sea being boiled by steam!
And the potion that can cure some diseases that has gained the favor of countless people just a few days ago seems to have been annihilated under the wave in this unique catharsis. Even if it is mentioned occasionally, it is not that important. .
In a very ordinary building in the ancient Roman city of France, a young girl was wandering back and forth in a room that looked like a broadcast studio, looking anxious and conflicted.
This girl seemed to be about 20 years old. She was wearing a nurse's uniform, but standing in such a room, she looked a little out of place.
What is this nurse's name? It's actually not that important.
Because at first, she just followed a medical team into the ancient Roman city, and then conducted a health test for the emperor of the empire.
After the test, the team should have left, but the old man lying on the hospital bed suddenly and inexplicably...
He asked the young nurse:
"Would you like to stay?"
Of course, the nurse did not have any strong medical skills at that time. Compared with others in the team, her role was actually only to handle the simplest bandaging or management of medical equipment.
But Emperor Augustine didn't care about her medical ability. He just thought that the other party's voice was pleasant.
So, the girl stayed, and her job, in addition to checking the emperor's daily health report, was not to talk, but sometimes to pass on some of the other party's instructions.
Emperor Augustine was too weak. The slightest bit of outside wind or germs carried by the wind could shorten his life. Therefore, most of the time, his contact with the outside world was only through the embedded power amplifier in the room.
The young nurse never thought that one day she would become a person who specializes in chatting with the emperor. In fact, during the chat, she had no idea that the person on the other side of the microphone was the greatest emperor in holy history. Sometimes, she felt that the other person was kinder than her teachers in nursing school.
And during a brief chat one night, she finally learned of a subtle and somewhat sad coincidence, that is, her voice was very similar to the other person's dead daughter. When the girl died, she was also similar to her. big.
At this moment, several newspapers were placed on the table in the room. Of course, these newspapers were filled with various reports on controlled experiments on wild demons, their impact on the future, and immeasurable changes to military development.
The girl nurse is also a citizen of the empire. Of course she will be happy for this kind of thing, but at the same time, because she has been with the kind but frail old man for a long time, she seems to understand that the success of this experiment may have some influence on the old man's plan. some effects.
She didn't know whether she should tell the other party this, because not long ago, the old man said not to disturb him anymore.
Looking at the microphone that could be turned on by reaching out, the girl kept hesitating, and then thought that in two days, the inheritance ceremony of the empire was about to begin. It seemed that telling the other party now, there was no way to change anything.
In the end, she still didn't press the switch of the microphone. She just stared at the Holy Journal on the table in a daze, thinking that the gentleman named 'Franklin' printed on it looked like he was just 50 years old. Why is the hairline already so high?
At the same time, the Holy Journal headquarters.
These days, the Holy Journal may be the busiest place in the entire empire. In the past, the eve of each inheritance ceremony was enough for these people to work overtime until midnight. In the past two months, one after another has made people so busy. Shocking news appears frequently, and as the inheritance ceremony gets closer, the momentum of the incident becomes greater. The [Darwin Resuscitation Experiment] a few days ago directly ignited the passion of the entire empire to the extreme.
In this era, newspapers are the most common and even the only way to transmit information. The employees of the Holy Journal undoubtedly believe in the principles of true and reliable reporting and have the most ardent enthusiasm for their work. However, two consecutive Months of heavy work are still making these people a little tired.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the editor-in-chief's office of the Holy Journal.
He put down the pen in his hand with some displeasure. He was currently drafting a report about Professor Darwin's life experience and his 30-year journey of controlled experiments on wild demons. When he was most concentrated, his train of thought was interrupted at this moment. , of course he was extremely depressed.
"Come in!"
He said irritably.
Immediately afterwards, his secretary opened the door, then came over with a letter in his hand and handed it to him.
"What's this?"
"A letter has arrived from Edward Weston," said the secretary.
The editor-in-chief became even more displeased and looked at his secretary coldly: "Don't you know that I don't want anyone to disturb me now, just because of a letter?"
As he was talking, he suddenly realized something.
"Tell me, who sent it?"
"Edward Weston." The secretary repeated solemnly, and then because he was afraid that his boss would forget the name, he reminded him specifically: "This is the man who was sent by the newspaper to deliver newspapers to Lord Dante a few years ago. "
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