In addition to the famous Lu Yu's appointment, the role of general interview program hosts is to control the scene and lead to topics, and also to help the guests promote themselves. Molly, as the first female host, is no exception. Her opening is very calm, directly leading to today's protagonist.

"Hello everyone, today's show officially begins. I am the host Molly. The one we are going to interview today is Detective Fordes next to me."

That's right, the TV shows in this world are so simple and unpretentious. Lu Yu is a living host compared to them. After all, she can really anger everyone.

He introduced the deeds of Fordes in a slew, which was highlighted by "The Legend of the Fastest Detective in South England, Detective Fordes in the Great Wisdom of the Empire. He cracked the werewolf murder case." Even though Zhou Li was thick-skinned and turned into a black hole, he felt a little speechless.

"So, Detective Fordes, what was your mood when you were catching the werewolf?"

After a while, Molly threw the topic to Zhou Li, who was a little sleepy. Hearing this, Zhou Li was no longer sleepy.

"Actually, I don't have any special mood."

Zhou Li's expression was very calm and his tone was calm, as if he was not himself in the "risk" at that time. "I just did what a responsible professional should do, and there was no other idea."

"Actually, I am not as calm as everyone said. I am not a god. I am just an ordinary detective. At that time, there was only one detective in my mind, which should be done, surveying the scene, finding evidence, analyzing the evidence, and then arresting the prisoner. Now, I seemed to have nothing in my mind at that time, and only the idea of ​​catching the prisoner drove me."

Zhou Li's words made the audience silent. They were used to seeing boasting heroes and also seeing warriors who were not good at speaking. However, Zhou Li's words were clearly organized, and they did not give people a feeling of seeking credit, but also made people pay attention to his contributions and could speak truly.

"Thank you for your answer, and it should be said that Detective Fordes is worthy of being a detective. It has been amazing to maintain the habit of detectives in that environment for a long time."

After praising Zhou Li normally, Molly entered the following article.

"We would like to thank Mr. Fords here for one thing. During the plague, Mr. Fords donated 1,100 gold coins to our Molly Foundation in his personal name. All of these 1,100 gold coins are used to help the citizens in need, as well as doctors from major medical institutions. Here, I would like to interview Mr. Fords, what was your mood when you donate, or, what did you donate for?"

When Zhou Li heard this, he was immediately energetic. He tapped the handrail of the sofa with his fingers, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

Oh yell.

As soon as he saw Zhou Li's action, Eluma in the audience was shocked. She knew that in addition to Zhou Li's standard "kind smile", whenever Zhou Li makes this action, someone will definitely be unlucky.

"It's because of hatred."

After a moment, Zhou Li gave an answer that shocked everyone.

"Can you expand on it specifically?"

Molly showed the level of a qualified host. She did not lose her composure, but asked, "We may not understand a little. Can you explain why you hate it?"

"Ms. Ms. Molly, now starting from the moment I say nothing about anyone, it only represents my own point of view."

Zhou Li pointed at himself. At this moment, he took off Fordes's skin. Luo Ya, who was watching the stand, was stunned. He looked at Zhou Li on the stage and felt unfamiliar.

Being unrestrained, unrestrained, and arrogant.

And the flame that gradually burns.

"First of all, Miss Molly, do you know what is the most important thing to deal with the plague?"

Faced with Zhou Li's inquiry, Molly just thought for a moment, and then immediately replied: "The government's mobilization ability."

"No."

Zhou Li smiled and leaned back. At this time, he had no so-called elegance and gentlemanship at all. Some of them were only gradually arrogance.

"It's money."

"Or it is, in the south of England, if you want to fight the plague, you must have money."

Molly was a little panicked at this time. She seemed to know what Zhou Li was going to say. Before she could interrupt her, Zhou Li continued:

"Medical supplies require money, magic runes require money, spell casters require money, isolation areas require money, soaring prices during isolation require money, everything costs."

"But the problem is that the people have no money."

Christine from the audience looked at Zhou Li on the stage. He was in an area where light could not be shrouded, and Zhou Li spoke in the only halo.

But Christine knew that Zhou Li's speech was bloody darkness.

"He shouldn't say that."

Some regrets, Christine said to Roya, "Foldes is finished."

"Why?"

Luo Ya turned her head and asked in confusion: "He is right."

"That's why I don't want you to take over my position until now."

Looking at his most proud disciple, Christine sighed and then said nothing.

"Why don't the people have money?"

At this time, Zhou Li's words seemed to have magic power, which made people begin to gather attention. He did not look at Molly's face and said calmly: "It's very simple, because of the raised prices."

"And those who raise prices are the rich."

A very simple truth is just like a person who will die if he is killed, it is so simple that elementary school students understand it. But at this time, this is the sharpest blade.

"You have no money and are being brought to you by all kinds of pain during the plague. Is it a direct relationship with you?"

"Do you dare to stop working? Can you afford high-priced food? Can you go to the church and pay a sum of money that will be enough to lose all your money, and let the church people cast spells to you to get rid of the plague?"

"You can't, but it's not your fault."

Zhou Li looked straight into the eyes of the demon-eyed warrior, his words were like a fatal whisper, and he could not help but listen or think.

"There is nothing wrong with those who work hard, those who are poor because of hard work."

Actually, I can save people.

I can go to the city, find the poor who are infected with the plague, and use the power of the emperor to remove the plague in their bodies. I will be grateful to the common people and also be looked at by the upper class.

However, it is useless, and the plague will still find the poor and return the pain to them.

I know what you want to do, and I know what you want to do with the Gospels. You want to start an unsolvable plague and let me play a divine messenger with the power to save the world. You will keep up with me, you will make the people of Jordan respect me, and let the nobles of Jordan need me.

The people of Jordan hope that I will save them, the nobles need me to help them, and the officials need me to calm people's hearts. The public opinion gradually boils, lifting me to the highest peak. At that time, I will be swept by the public opinion to fight this plague that cannot be defeated.

Then, when I stand at the highest peak of Jordan, you will detonate the plague, I will be thrown to death, and from a hero to a hypocrite despised by thousands of people. This is normal, so human nature.

But, you've calculated it a little bit wrong.

I have never been here as a savior.

"Now, the plague has subsided for the time being, and everyone seems to have returned to normal. But who can guarantee that in the next plague outbreak, you will not become the next dead poor man?"

"So, I've been hating."

Do you want me to save it?

"You should hate them too."
Chapter completed!