The sin of wearing a crown

If it were in Stim, with the dedicated spirit of those contributors, I am afraid that what Lin En would have now would be a newspaper with the fragrance of ink and even residual warmth. The headline on the first page above is probably: The son of the Labor Party was unable to woo, so he killed a poor rural girl with his backhand? Or, why is it so bloody? There are so many shocking secrets.

But this is not the [City of Steam]. Although there are indeed some reporters who are joining in the fun, they are running around the camp, holding cameras and waving various rough drafts in their hands, but obviously they cannot hand-print newspapers. degree.

After Lin En finished washing up, looking at the excitement of these guys, she thought those who died were royal nobles.

But then I thought about it.

The death of a princess and a prince in this era is indeed good news, but it always lacks a bit of impact and topicality. After all, this is not the era of feudal lords where information is completely blocked. If the topic were changed and a gentleman with a successful career killed a village girl he had helped, it would be somewhat worthy of discussion.

Love, violence, murder, class antagonism, young people's impulses.

Good guy...

Lin En's mind turned around and he came up with several points that appealed to people's senses. He felt that if he was the editor, the report could be more exciting, add a netherworld filter, and add a few more to listen to friends and listen to someone. , shaping the village girl into the perfect victim, striving to reach the point where a certain blog essay directly sentenced her to death.

After having some fun, a little immoral in his heart, Linn soon became serious.

This should be the move by the people who were in charge, and it happened to be after last night, which happened to be the time when many oligarchs were thinking about how to better cooperate with the new cabinet.

Sometimes the thoughts of the chess pieces in the game don't actually matter. Even if they have their own will, the chess player who occupies a more advantageous position can make the chess pieces obey.

When Linn came to the inside of the luxurious big tent, he was a little surprised not to find the countess in the tent. She went to bed very early last night. Could it be that she got up early today to breathe fresh air and play?

"Where's Madam?"

Lin En went around and asked a maid who was cleaning up in the tent.

"Ah? The Earl has gone out to wash up. I saw Merdis serving there." The maid looked a little unsure. It seemed that the Countess had already gone out when she came in.

The little gentleman hasn’t thought about it carefully yet.

With morning dew vapor on her face, the noble lady with a rosy and energetic face entered the tent. She was wearing an equestrian suit and it looked like she had really gotten up early to breathe fresh air. After all, in a place like [Steam City], where you breathe in smog and exhaust gas every day, the air quality in the manor outside the city has only improved, but it is not as good as the pastoral natural air in Beifeng Town.

"It's so lively outside."

As soon as she came in, with a cold body fragrance, the beautiful mature woman who had washed herself was so happy that she gave the young gentleman a hug that made him breathless. When Linn felt like he was going to be suffocated by the smell of milk, the luxury car let go of this crushed child. Amiste, with a hint of charm in her eyes, stayed close to him, busying the maid They walked in with envious eyes.

"I heard Merdis say that you guys had a lot of fun last night."

"Well, it's not bad." Lin En thought to herself, the head maid didn't reveal her secret, so let's forget about his vagueness.

"When we get back, let's find a chance. Let's give it a try?" The Countess' eyes flashed with a strange look, and she whispered seductively into the little man's ear.

"Your will."

Lin En, as a gentleman, naturally could not refuse this rude request. He wanted the powerful people of the old society to experience how terrible the slaps and whips of the working people were.

Amiste was a little too lazy to lie down on the soft big bed, so Linn thoughtfully took off her boots for her. Her beauty was as small and round as pearls, and her pair of arched feet were like snow lotus roots. He touched Lin En's thigh like this and slowly drew circles through his pants.

Her dexterous feet seemed like perfect works of art, evoking the graceful curves and whiteness of Venus.

"Hmm~~The scenery around here is really nice. I walked around and took a look. When I came back, I heard the noise. The country girl is still gone."

She naughtily teased Linn with her feet, gesturing for him to give her a massage. Linn was also not polite to Amiste, squeezing her elastic calf muscles and chatting about it.

"Leonardo probably lost all his hair." Linn's eyes were somewhat questioning.

"Well, he really should have a headache. Press harder, that's where it is, huh... He can't even send a telegram for help now. Before the Labor Party came to power, it was splashed with dirty water. It is estimated that many people are starting to start again. Consider the rules of cooperation and hope he can save himself in time." The Countess narrowed her eyes in happiness, Lin En's dexterous and powerful fingers could poke her sensitive points every time, making her moan like she was being trained. .

"Could this be..."

"Is that important?"

The countess asked Linn in return, but this question actually stopped him. It's true. Things have already happened. Just look at the reporters who looked like they were taking stimulants to see how bad the impact is. There may be many people among them who have made arrangements in advance.

Leonardo made a mistake.

His mistake was that he was too confident in himself. He felt that he could handle this situation after he had won the sincerity of the village girl named Aya.

Linn raised his eyebrows and did not continue the topic.

The countess gently nudged the little man with her jade feet, then rolled over and lay down on the blanket. The plump peach buttocks bulging from her slim waist seemed to rise from the flat ground to a mountain peak, swaying in an extremely graceful arc. The charming lady hooked her fingers, wiping the redness at the corners of her eyes. It was obvious that she had a back massage after the massage.

"You work at the [Suppression Bureau]. You are considered an outstanding newcomer in recent years. You are excellent in every aspect."

Amiste paused obviously, obviously wanting to say that Linn's ability to make trouble is also excellent.

"Sherlock Holmes is also praised for his excellence. It is said that he is also an extremely good detective~~ How about this, are you interested in challenging him? Take his title of great detective. "The countess was so excited that she encouraged Linn to find trouble with Sherlock.

Two handsome gentlemen fighting each other in the same case is definitely another eye-catching news in the autumn hunt.

Linn was speechless at the Countess's enthusiasm, but it could not be denied that Linn was indeed somewhat eager to try out Sherlock. This was probably due to the young man's competitive spirit. However, Linn was indeed somewhat interested in this matter, mainly because if Leonardo was really gone, it would mean that all his promises were in vain.

How is this possible?

This is absolutely not allowed!