"Catching believers of lies is easy, but rather than catching them, reflection on this incident should be more important... I said, please be quiet!"
The invisible halo of fear erupted outward, and the indescribable panic from the heart made people quiet down involuntarily according to what he said. This process was extremely short, as if everyone was killed in an instant, it was silent.
Jenkins snorted to express his satisfaction with the current situation. The cat lying on the table looked up at Jenkins. It liked Mr. Writer who behaved like this.
A very inconspicuous means made the scene completely quiet. Jenkins did not lower his voice because of this, but continued to say in that high voice:
"Now is the time. The development of the steam industry has changed our world drastically in just one hundred years. The massive accumulation and flow of capital has not only changed cities and villages, but also everyone's life. It has also accumulated a large number of contradictions and stains. It is time to make changes. According to the normal development of the historical process, these contradictions should have been discovered and recognized by people after a long time. But now believers of lies rashly touched The evil beasts of finance, their actions will completely release the malice represented by capital and finance.
I appeal, it is time for change. We are standing at an important juncture in this era, and the development of the world in the next few hundred years will depend entirely on us. I think it's time for further fiscal and banking reforms. "
This remark won approval, but some people still shouted:
"But who are the believers in lies?"
Jenkins ignored it and continued:
"As the heir to the Middleton family, I have an obligation to help this country move forward. In the days to come, I think you will see me more often in the newspapers, and I will do my best to realize the Changes in Dick Terry's treasury sector and banking."
"Viscount, so you want to get involved in politics?"
This time Jenkins saw clearly who was asking the question. It was a nobleman who came from Beldyland with Queen Isabella. It is quite ulterior motive to ask this question now.
"Yes, I plan to..."
"Oh, Viscount, then who are the followers of lies?"
He wanted to express his views on change, but the next question brought the topic back to being a believer in lies. Jenkins knew that some people didn't want to express their political opinions in such an occasion, so he didn't continue, but repeated again:
"The believers in lies are among us. As I said just now, they will definitely come to this speech. After the speech began, I asked Mr. Mayor to block the city hall, not only to prevent the news from leaking, but also not to Let the believers of lies flee. You can look around and the only people you don't know are the believers in lies."
He looked out the window again, and he clearly saw the green light spot in the distance. Even if the distance is so far away, the spirit of life of the same origin world tree can clearly feel it. A further picture came from the bronze bird at high altitude. There was a stalemate over there, and Sigrid was about to shoot an arrow.
"Sigrid should be fine, but it's better to be on the safe side."
He thought to himself, and then looked down at Alexia. Alexia understood what he meant, got up and left here. This action was not very eye-catching, because after Jenkins announced that the believers of lies were strangers, he suddenly stood up and looked around at more than one person, and the scene became chaotic again.
"Okay, sir, oh, and ladies. Please be quiet, I have read the information of all the guests who have received invitations to speak in advance. And, standing in my position, I can see everyone most clearly. I He's been found, so sit down, everyone."
"Who exactly?"
More than one person asked this question.
Jenkins raised his finger to the man sitting in the last row of the lecture hall facing him, that is, the [real phantom] left by him:
"I think no one knows this person."
The movement of everyone turning their heads for a short time gave sound to the movement that should have been silent, but more of it was exclaimed through the throat:
"Why a man?"
A very interesting question that Jenkins identified, but since he himself was standing on the podium, the "believer of lies" he identified did not move, and remained sitting there.
If he hadn't shown his face and his sitting posture didn't look like the corpse being placed, people might think that this was just a substitute.
The mayor called the police to enter the lecture hall, surrounded the last row, and people stood up one after another, wanting to see with their own eyes what kind of person a "believer of lies" really is.
Although it is indeed disappointing not to be "Miss Fabry", as long as it can be confirmed that this person is indeed a "legendary" lie believer, even if he is a mouse, it is enough to make people frantically pursue and talk about it for many years.
"Sir, do you admit your identity?"
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jenkins asked. The lecture hall was not as noisy as before. Everyone held their breath, wanting to see what Jenkins could say, and also wanting to know. William, what will be the result of a confrontation with a true believer in lies.
"Sir, it's okay not to speak now, do you admit your identity?"
Jenkins asked his shadow, and then smoothly activated the spell thrown at the shadow's feet. A thick white mist emerged from the feet of the "believers of lies", instantly engulfing that figure.
The policemen who had surrounded the last row of seats rushed up immediately. But of course they can't save anything, and it doesn't take Jenkins time to cancel [Vision of Reality].
"Don't worry, he didn't go. Everyone sit in your seat and don't move. The believers in lies are among you."
After everyone took their seats and the policemen standing in the last row didn't dare to move, Jenkins glanced at the audience and saw Miss Magic gesturing to him in a ready gesture.
Someone snapped their fingers, and all the windows of the room were closed with a bang, and then they were locked together with the door in a neat sound, and the heavy blackout curtains were also closed tightly afterwards. Then the light of the gas lamp on the wall became weaker and weaker, but before someone started to scream, Jenkins had already lit the kerosene lamp that he had just brought up and placed it on the podium in front of him.
The kerosene lamp was supposed to be used as a prop in the speech, but unfortunately he was away for a while, so it was not used. But there is this paragraph in the original speech, so there is no need to worry about people questioning that he has prepared kerosene lamps in advance.
Jenkins does things seamlessly.
Even with the lamp, low noise still filled the slightly dim hall. With the help of the spiritual magnet placed in every corner by Miss Magic just now, Jenkins appeared in the darkest corner by projection.
At the moment, the only light source in the room is the kerosene lamp in Jenkins's hands, and everyone is looking there. He put on the black robe, and in an instant he chose one of thousands of images. Take a deep breath:
"Yes, I am indeed a believer in lies."
The uproar spread like ripples thrown into a calm pond, and the sudden female voice completely crushed today's "good show" on the lap.
People realized what the sound meant, and looked in the direction of the source of the sound before discussing it with the people around them.
And at the same time when people turned their heads and made noise, Jenkins canceled the projection, and the ontology picked up the cat holding the candlestick, and walked there under everyone's gaze. Footsteps trampled on the floor and made a regular and shocking sound. It was the corner on the left side of the podium, but when Jenkins approached and held up the kerosene lamp to illuminate it, of course there was no one in the corner.
Under the warm yellow light on the wall, the shadow of his arm was cast.
Because of Jenkins' request just now, no one dared to stand up and open the curtains. The light source in the room was only the kerosene lamp in his hand for the time being, and everyone could only stare at it.
"Are you a believer in lies? So what should I call you?"
No one was found, so Jenkins asked again, holding a kerosene lamp.
Because of the movement of the kerosene lamp, a new dark corner was created, and it was projected into the temporary blind spot again. Jenkins put on the black robe again, and then changed his appearance hundreds of times in a short period of time, freezing in the frame of a young woman. Image:
"I'm Honest Fabry."
said the voice in the dark, and the murmur grew louder. But this uproar does not represent the emotions of fear, but surprise and curiosity.
In this way, Miss Fabbri appeared in public for the first time. Not only does it mean that this woman really exists, but it also means that this is the first confrontation between her and Jenkins. In any case, what happened on this day will definitely be remembered by people for many years.
Jenkins, who canceled the projection, cleared his throat, and while moving in the direction where the voice just appeared, he said:
"This is interesting. What I saw just now was a man, but now it is a woman. It seems that you are really proficient in disguise... No, this is a trap. You want people to think that Fabry is ever-changing, like the real one. A girl without a face, but I think, in fact, there is more than one person who got involved in this speech, right? Was it your accomplice just now? Your methods are really brilliant!"
As he spoke, he wanted to carry the kerosene lamp closer to the place where the woman spoke, but the photographer at the newspaper office was faster. The flash of the flash made people squint their eyes uncontrollably, but they all saw the scene in front of the curtain. The place was empty.
Under the pale light of the spotlight, the dim and empty photos illuminated will become the most representative and ironic news front page.