To Four Thousand Years Later

"Didn't I tell you to report quickly?" The lady with a tired face sat on the sofa and mercilessly reprimanded: "What are you dawdling about? I've been waiting for you all day! If you want to do it, do it, if you don't do it, I will replace it "Ma'am, we have to collect some information first...

It was Jude, the editor-in-chief of the Attlee newspaper, who smiled wryly in front of her and offered black tea.

He was so fat that he looked like a ball, and the fat was squeezed to the limit in the suit. That face, full of distress and fat like a pug, would look slippery just by trying to smile. By the standards of ordinary people, Jude's status is considered very high. But compared to the lady opposite him, the Franks family is the largest slave-hunting and slave-trading group in the Frank Republic and even the world. Long before the founding of the Republic, two-thirds of the management in the customs, navy, and fisheries came from the direct or collateral lines of their families. Back then in some coastal cities. The words of the Franks family are even more effective than the orders of the King of Franks. He had received the news this morning. The Duke of Franks was assassinated and killed last night, and even seven close relatives of the Franks family were killed by the same person on the same night, but the result was just to make them lose face. In fact, there will not be much damage to the influence and local authority that their family has accumulated over the years.

Facing the lady's questioning, editor-in-chief Jude could only make amends: "We are already very fast. I sent my best reporter to find out the news, and I will be able to bring back the news at the latest at night. Don't worry, we will be here today Hearing this, the duchess turned pale. To be honest, if she hadn’t really been able to offend her, Jude would really have spit it out. But the duchess not only has a very high status. , and this meeting was arranged for him by his immediate superior, the Deputy Director of the News Censorship Department. He had to give face to the people in the News Censorship Department even if he didn't want to give to the duchess who didn't understand anything.

He smiled reluctantly: "We must ensure the authenticity of the news, so that it has value." What do you mean? Can the news I brought be false?

These words seemed to hit the Duchess's sore spot, her eyes were red and she screamed without warning: "It was my husband who died! Everyone is dead, how can I lie to you?

"If you want to do it, do it. If you don't do it, I will go to Minister Jeffries and ask him to change me!"

The sound made Editor-in-Chief Jude's ears rumble—he even felt that Editor-in-Chief Jude was thinking again and again in his head, with a cute dry smile on his mouth. Jude knew very well that he could only go along with this lady whose husband had just died. Otherwise, it will be easy to become the target of the other party to vent. I said so, but I am still very angry! So angry! So angry! Is this woman **** unreasonable? !

"Don't panic, our people will be back soon. I'll go and urge you right away, and the manuscript will come out tonight.

"It's only three o'clock in the afternoon, your evening paper hasn't started printing yet, has it?

The Duchess attacked unrelentingly: "Isn't your Attlee Newspaper the most famous Attlee Evening News? If I need a morning paper, can't I go to Liming Newspaper?

yes. Wouldn't you like to go to the Zhuming Newspaper Office?

Editor-in-Chief Jude muttered in his heart, but there was still a distressed smile on his face: "But we don't have any news here! The Duchess just wanted to reprimand, but she seemed to think of something. He took out a sorted document and handed it to editor-in-chief Jude: "I have already found someone to write it. Wait, where did you get that press release from? Editor-in-Chief Jude was stunned for a moment, then took the press release and read it carefully.

"Why, can't you write?"

The Duchess muttered dissatisfiedly, but her tone was unexpectedly not very aggressive. Like she herself wasn't sure what it said.

"Well, what do you say

Editor-in-chief Jude faltered, full of sorrow.

It's not about bad writing at all...it's about being too good and professional. Jude knew at a glance that it was written by an old reporter who had been working for more than ten years, and it might have come from some university. The reporter's writing is concise and precise, and the narrative is precise and gripping...The reporter's point of view is that the strangler Michelot has finally exposed his true identity this time. He must have been a hit man belonging to some great man in Frank, who had been used to clean up and take revenge on his political enemies. But this time he committed numerous crimes, even strangling children, women, and old people. The crime was unforgivable, and the nobles who sent him were equivalent to murderers.

The reporter also added that the person behind the killer, as a big shot, must be able to manipulate news reports, and maybe even affect the investigation of evidence. previously described. The crime committed by the person killed by Michaelot cannot be ruled out as a forgery. But now, maybe the person who was killed by the strangler will be dug up with so-called "criminal evidence" in a few days

Fuck you, send nonsense!

Jude almost wanted to spit in the man's face.

They are talking nonsense with their eyes open—the cases committed by stranglers in the past have been witnessed by journalists of their generation. They witnessed the whole process, and even many of them personally participated in the process of investigation and evidence collection...including Jude. Reminiscent of his news, I began to wonder if those people really committed a crime...or is it someone who is covering up the truth. The person who dragged the killer to kill last night just discovered the factory this morning... Not more than half an hour after the police station received the news, Deputy Chief Jeffries called. Jude had just called at that time, and immediately sent his best reporter to the scene to find out the news... How could this person get the news earlier than himself? And it's still done?

Does this mean...he knew the truth of the matter long before the Police Department received the news?

Where did the Duchess get it? Who delivered this letter to me through her?

Also, why didn't she make me wait for the straightening results? What is she hiding? Or is she hiding something? Whether to refuse her request and wait for the straightening result, or fat Jude was silent for a long time before raising his head. He said softly: "I won't take this job. You can go to Deputy Minister Jeffries."

That can't be up to you, dog-faced show of virtue. Do you really think you mean what you say? "The Duchess only laughed, and the aggressive temperament like that of a silly hanger disappeared from her face, but it made Jiang De feel even more uncomfortable: "Do you think it is too late for you to withdraw now? You've seen the news...well, I'll give you another chance.

Alright, let your two expatriate reporters come back. No matter what report they wrote, and finally posted this news, it will appear in the newspaper tonight, so just sign their names, understand? Jude was silent again.

That fat face, which looked almost like a pug dog, was unusually solemn.

"I'm sorry," he repeated, "I'm not taking this job."