Chapter 1534: Fire, Burglary and Anti-Reporters (Part 1, ask for a monthly ticket)
In August of 836 of the Julian calendar, this hot summer was destined not to be lonely. So much so that later, a group of famous historians identified this as the true symbol of the birth of Lingshan journalism.
Even after many years have passed, many journalists still remember that beautiful and glorious era.
When August just entered, several new newspapers suddenly appeared on the streets of Akadelin, such as Caribbean Times, Lingerie News, Akadelin Express, and Globo.
, "Weekly Telegraph", "Arkadelin Post", "Lightning"...and so on, there are thirteen or four in total.
The various newspapers that suddenly appeared suddenly shocked the attention of the Akadelin people.
They have serious news and commentary, short-term social news and life information, ambiguous tidbits, legal columns, sports commentary, current political analysis and military intelligence reports, beauties, fashion and food...
In addition, there are folk tales, gossips on the streets, and even extremely crazy newspapers such as "Big Bad Wolf Illustrated" specially published for children.
In short, there are various flavors and suitable for a wide range of people, so you can choose from them.
No matter what you like, you can find what you like and love to read among a pile of newspapers.
As the capital of the Semitic people and the most beautiful place of Lingshan, the literacy rate of the Akadelin people is much higher than the national level.
The total number of citizens is as high as 600,000, and they have extremely huge needs for spiritual life.
But before that, only the Akadelin people had a really poor spiritual life.
Everyone has nothing to do but go and listen to minstrels singing and see tigers and lions in the circus. Be brave and spend more money and have more options than them, such as the opera house and listen to those castrated singers moaning blindly.
The only option is to go to the red light district to find women who have fallen into disgrace and talk about their ideals.
The only two newspapers that can understand the outside world and the world's situation are the "Lingsha Times" and "Caribbean Times".
If in the past, before the Lorraine army came, you could still see that people from the old government and the new government were yelling at each other, throwing dirty water, and spilling blood.
But since humans occupied Akadelin, these two organs, which were the mouthpieces of the government, have lost all their power. The content is the same, praising the republican government and the human coalition. Or Archduke Julius personally inspected so-and-so
In order to express their gratitude to this great Lingshan savior, the vast number of Lingshan people gave him something...
For the Akadelin people, these things are really disgusting. If it weren't for the good habit of wiping their butts with paper when going to the toilet these days, otherwise, no one would even touch them.
Now, several newspapers suddenly appeared, with diversified content, immediately filling the gap in their cultural needs.
As soon as it was put on the market, it aroused great interest from the Akadelin people.
In particular, the tidbits about congressmen and senior government officials published on it are deeply welcomed and loved by the broad masses of people who are far away from politics.
The "Spiritual Times" and "Caribbean Times" will not publish these things. They are too serious. To ordinary people, they are like those Gallic roosters, cold and noble. And there is only cold and noble left.
When newspapers are published, people are happiest.
At this time, some people will always gather in the streets and alleys to talk about the news in the newspapers of the day. Either the congressman is involved in the scandal again, or someone is talking about the wrong thing again...
Not only ordinary citizens like it, but the middle class in Akadeline and ordinary low-level civil servants in the government also put these newspapers on their desks. They talk loudly in the living room or at the wine table and laugh at the idiots who are caught by the newspapers.
Because the news published was all about big figures, and a lot of it was negative information, many people in Akadelin praised the media: The media really has a moral conscience and is not afraid of the powerful.
In a very short period of time, these newspapers had a huge influence among the people.
Any congressman named by the newspaper will immediately be infamous and will be watched by people on the street. Some will even have rotten eggs and tomatoes thrown at them.
Of course, these people were all indignant people, and the matter was not serious. Even if they were caught by the city guards who came over, they would often give them a very, very severe reprimand, then raise their hands and let them go.
Although the congressmen all speculated that these newspapers were created by President Bullard and were used specifically to deal with them, they were unable to find any evidence.
They also sent people to check, but found that the owners registered by these newspapers were either a certain chamber of commerce or private individuals.
Moreover, these congressmen are not stupid. They have also tried to put pressure on these newspapers. They want those despicable bitches to be more honest, otherwise they will be left with nothing to eat.
However, under the banner of freedom of the press and fair public opinion, Fei Dan was not afraid at all. Instead, he bit back and ridiculed those MPs who put pressure on him, severely cutting his face.
Under such a noble and upright slogan, the frustrated congressmen could not do anything even if they wanted to scold President Bullard for attacking dissidents - after all, these things were all done because they themselves were not clean.
Therefore, we can only hold back our breath for the time being. Then we tell each other that the news is very tight recently, so be careful to prevent being targeted by those bastards.
At the same time, these newspapers received strong support from the Republican government. They first expanded their distribution channels to the eastern provinces that were controlled by the coalition forces, and gradually developed to the western provinces.
To this end, President Bullard even used the telegraph network, which had not yet been fully established and rolled out, so that local newspapers and Akadelin could be published almost at the same time.
This created strong public pressure on the opposition domestically.
Fire prevention, theft prevention, and reporter prevention have also become the consensus and hot topics of parliamentarians. However, what makes them strange is that there are many things that are personal secrets, and even only three or five people know about them, but they are still ignored.
The newspaper exposed it.
This can't help but make the congressmen wonder, how did the news get known to the newspapers?
Can those reporters transform into cockroaches and ants?
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Roy Bentley, the famous reporter of "The Weekly Telegraph", walked into the Blue Lily restaurant.
He is about thirty-five years old and has a handsome appearance. He is famous for his daring to bark, dare to bite... bah bah bah, and his sharp writing skills, which specializes in exposing all kinds of shady stories and ulterior secrets between big shots. He is famous in Akadelin News.
The world is affectionately known as the leader of the three evil dogs of Akadelin.
He looked around and then sat in the corner of the Blue Lily Restaurant. He stared at the restaurant door and carefully looked at everyone who entered the restaurant.
On the stage in the middle of the restaurant, the band performs soft music, which makes people happy.
Except for the stage, the lights in other parts of the restaurant are dim, and small lamps are placed on the dining tables, cleverly hiding the faces of the customers in the dim light.
Each dining table was covered with a fine linen tablecloth and a fresh rose in a vase.
The waiters in uniforms were polite and polite, holding white towels in one hand and carrying trays in the other, and skillfully shuttled between the tables.
The exquisite porcelain and glassware emit a soft light. The only sounds in the restaurant are the whispers of customers and the crisp sound of knives and forks hitting porcelain.
All the details show that this is a high-end restaurant that caters exclusively to the upper class. At the same time, it is definitely a place suitable for confidential conversations.
The Blue Lily opened not long ago. With its first-class service and exquisite and delicious food, it quickly became famous in the upper class of Arkadelin and became the favorite shopping place for big shots and ladies.
And because it is close to the palace, many senior government officials and members of the two houses of parliament come and go here.
The shops here have always been famous for being expensive and hard to find. Without a certain background and background, there is no way to open a business here.
After Arkadelin's victorious recovery, it was immediately acquired by a mysterious person. This restaurant was soon opened. It is said that the style is modeled after a human chain restaurant group.
Bentley, Bentley knows something that others don't know through some channels.
This Blue Lily is actually a branch of a human catering group in Arkadelin, and its owner is Lord Lorraine's girlfriend, Miss Claudia, an outstanding representative of Semitic civilian women.
At this time, the revolving door of the restaurant turned and a man wearing a black hat walked in.
He declined the hat that the waiter saved for him, lowered his head, walked around several tables, and went straight to a corner where no one wanted to see him.
Then he pulled out a chair and sat next to Bentley. He said, "Sorry, I'm late. I have to work overtime again tonight."
As he spoke, he threw a yellow envelope that he carried with him on the table.
Bentley shook hands with him across the table and said politely: "It's okay, I just got here too. What can I eat?"
The visitor shook his head, waved to the waiter passing by, and ordered a cup of Earl Gray tea.
"So, my dear Mr. Diaz, I heard that you have done something big recently." Bentley said with a smile, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
Diaz shrugged and said in a businesslike tone: "You know the rules. The work in the department is confidential. I can't tell you."
Bentley shook his glass and sneered, "Oh, come on, there are no outsiders here."
At this time, the waiter brought the steaming black tea.
After Dias picked up the tea cup and took a sip, he said slowly: "The rules are the rules. I just came out of the SS Inspection Department. That place..."
He was silent for a while, and then said: "I don't want to go in again."
Bentley raised his eyebrows helplessly. He also knew that the secret police of the old government had just been completely purged by Lord Lorraine's SS.
After reorganization, it was renamed the FBI and accepted the business guidance of the CIA - Lord Lorraine had another bad taste in this matter.
It is said that many secret police officers were tied to the execution ground and then shot in the head.
Less than one-tenth of the original department remains, and each one has become frightened, cautious, and afraid of making mistakes.
If the matter he was doing was not personally authorized by President Bullard, the secret policeman in front of him, who had assumed the new identity of a federal agent, would not have dared to have a private meeting with him, even if he had great courage.
Putting down the tea cup, Dias laughed and said, "I'm not like you. If something happens, the boss's wife will protect you from behind."
Bentley spread his hands, pretending to be embarrassed, and then smiled proudly, very satisfied with his backer.
Although he comes from an ordinary family, he has found his way into the world of Fiona, the eldest princess.
During the old government era, Bentley had a relationship with an eldest lady of the Pink Panther Sisterhood, a famous spiritual luxury goods smuggling organization.
Later, President Bullard wanted to run a newspaper, but he had too few shooters. Therefore, he recommended him to become a gold medal reporter. Otherwise, he would not have known that the owner of this restaurant was Luo
Girlfriend Lin.
Bentley leaned forward to Dias and whispered: "But you have to tell me something. The big boss is very anxious recently."
Dias shook his head firmly and said seriously: "Leaking secrets is a serious crime. You can't even see the work summary report I brought."
As he spoke, he tapped the envelope that was casually placed on the table, and then continued: "Even if I throw it away carelessly, I will still have to be reprimanded when I return to the department. Do you understand?"
Then, Dias picked up the black tea, raised his head and drank it in one gulp. He grabbed a piece of snack and stuffed it into his mouth. He muttered: "Damn it, it's time. I have to go back and work overtime. Goodbye, Bente."
profit."
As he spoke, he touched his hat with his finger, then turned around and walked out of the restaurant quickly.
Seeing his figure disappear on the street, reporter Bentley withdrew his gaze.
He held the wine glass in one hand, picked up the envelope on the table with the other, shook his head and tsked twice, and said sympathetically: "Oh, my poor Diaz, he has forgotten such an important document. He will definitely be scolded when he goes back.
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Then he stuffed it into his bag majestically, waved to the waiter, opened the menu, took a glance, ordered several large portions of seafood, and enjoyed his dinner happily.
The well-fed Bentley reporter returned to his high-end dormitory in the inner city east district, had a good sleep, bought a few fresh newspapers from a street newsstand early the next morning, and flagged down a taxi.
Carriage. Watching the news with his name on it appear on the front page, he lashed out at some congressmen for their low level of education and moral corruption and how they could serve the Semitic people.
Then he walked around the newspaper office with the newspaper, and went out again amidst the respectful greetings of everyone, euphemistically saying that he was going to the news.
This time Bentley went straight to the palace. The original Semitic palace had been extensively renovated and divided into several different areas.
The Presidential Palace occupies the original emperor's bedroom and study, the Allied Staff occupies the side hall, and the Senate and House of Representatives occupy two palaces.
The huge palace provides enough office space for more than a thousand senators and their staff.
Bentley walked into the Senate building. All the people walking in and out of the door were men and women wearing serious formal suits, and most of them were middle-aged men paired with young, beautiful, dignified and beautiful female secretaries.
After checking in at the gate, Bentley gave his name and asked to see Senator Burt Williams.
Each member of the Senate has a dedicated office with several staff, unlike the House of Representatives, where several members share an office.
Bentley walked up to the third floor, stopped at the door of a room with a sign bearing Senator Williams's name, and knocked on the door.
Opening the door was a beautiful woman wearing a gray white-collar suit and a white shirt. A string of pink pearl necklaces hung on her slender neck. The open collar revealed white and tender skin. The clothes on her chest were tight, and her lower body was wrapped in a tight-fitting garment.
Hip knee-length skirt.
Bentley kept a smile on his face, but cursed angrily in his heart: These greedy bastards really know how to enjoy themselves.
More than half of the scandals he received about congressmen were related to young and beautiful female interns, but these scandals could not bring down the congressmen, so they were not used by newspapers.
"Why are all the female employees in my office a bunch of ugly people?" Bentley secretly lamented about his own experience.
A bunch of sour and smelly uncles in the newspaper office are naturally not as popular as the powerful figures in the parliament.
When Bentley reported his intention, the female secretary showed a professional smile and said, "Have you made an appointment?"
The golden reporter smiled and shook his head, took out his business card and handed it to the female secretary, and said confidently: "I believe the Senate will be happy to see me."
The name reporter made the little secretary frown. She also knew that recently everyone was on guard against those annoying, all-pervasive reporters. With a firm "Wait a moment", the little secretary turned and walked into the back room.
A few minutes later, the secretary came out and said "please" politely.
Bentley showed a victorious smile and strode into the back office. Congressman Williams stood up from behind his desk, reached out his hand enthusiastically, shook Bentley's hand, and said with a smile: "Welcome, we
A gold medal reporter in the journalism world, your newspaper’s recent reports are very powerful.”
Bentley smiled modestly and said with a pun: "It's all the congressmen who give me face."
Senator Williams could only smile dryly.
He hated this hypocritical reporter from the bottom of his heart, especially his fake smile, which made his skin crawl. He felt like he was being targeted by a fox.
But in recent times, Arkadelin's reporters can't afford to offend them. These damn guys are so arrogant that they scold whoever they choose.
The senator had to think about his future. He was from a noble family in the Eastern Province. He was targeted by Madolins' lackeys. He had no choice but to flee to the Caribbean and join the republican government. By chance, he became the senator.
Today's congressmen are appointed and will be elected in the next few years. Therefore, accumulating reputation, popularity, and establishing good relations with newspapers have become things that he has to consider. If he is not proud, he does not want to offend these reporters.
Even if they know that these people have bad intentions.
After the secretary came to the door from the outside, Bentley sat down opposite Congressman Williams and said: "I took the liberty to come to the door because of a very important matter. I have something that I want to give to the Senate.
Take a look."
Congressman Williams frowned tightly and thought to himself: This is not a good thing.
Bentley took out a document from his bag, gently placed it on the table and pushed it over.
Senator Williams looked down at the ordinary note, feeling it like a red-hot iron.
After hesitating for a few minutes with a frown on his face, the Senate gritted his teeth and opened the envelope. He quickly glanced at the contents of the door, his face suddenly changed, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "What do you mean?" (To be continued)
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