Chapter 453: Skipping Stones

If it was in Steam, with the dedication of those writers, I'm afraid that what Lin En would have in his hands now would be a newspaper with the smell of ink and even residual warmth. The title of the first page above is probably: The son of the Labor Party was not able to get love, so he killed the poor rural girl? Or, why is it so bloody? There are so many shocking secrets.

But this is not in the [Steam City]. Although there are indeed some reporters who are running around the camp, holding cameras and waving various rough drafts in their hands, they obviously can't print newspapers by hand.

After Lin En finished washing up, looking at the excitement of these guys, those who didn't know would think that the dead were royal nobles.

But think about it.

In this era, the death of a princess and a prince is indeed good news, but it always lacks a little shock and topicality. After all, this is not the era of feudal lords with completely closed information. If the topic changes, a successful gentleman kills a village girl he helped, then it is worth discussing.

Romance, violence, murder, class confrontation, and the impulse of young people.

Good guy...

Lin En turned his mind and found several points that attracted people's senses. He felt that if he was in charge, this report could be more explosive, with a hell filter, and a few more friends and someone else said that the village girl could be portrayed as a perfect victim, and strive to reach the level of a certain blogger's short essay directly sentencing her to death.

After having some immoral fun in his heart, Lin En quickly became serious.

This should be the person who set up the game, and it happened to be after last night, when many oligarchs were thinking about how to better cooperate with the new cabinet.

Sometimes the ideas of the chess pieces in the game are actually not important. Even if they have their own will, the chess players who occupy a more advantageous position can make the chess pieces obedient.

When Lin En came to the inside of the luxurious tent, he was a little surprised that he did not find the Countess in the tent. She went to bed early last night. Did she get up early today to breathe fresh air and play?

"Where's the lady?"

Lin En turned around and went out to ask a maid who was tidying up in the tent.

"Ah? The Count went out to wash up, I saw Meldis serving over there." The maid looked a little uncertain. It seemed that the Countess had already gone out when she came in.

The young gentleman hadn't thought about it carefully.

The lady with a ruddy face and spirited face with morning dew entered the tent slowly. She was wearing an equestrian suit, and it seemed that she had indeed gotten up early to breathe fresh air. After all, in a place like [Steam City], you breathe smog and exhaust gas every day, and the air quality in the manor outside the city has only improved, which is not comparable to the natural air of the idyllic North Wind Town.

"It's so lively outside."

As soon as she came in, with a cool body fragrance, the beautiful mature woman who had washed up happily gave the young gentleman a hug that buried him and made him unable to breathe. When Lin En felt that he was about to be drowned in the milky fragrance and suffocated, the luxury car finally let him, the crushed child, go. Amiste, with a hint of charm between her eyebrows, stuck to him and walked into the inner side under the envious eyes of the busy maids.

"I heard from Meltis that you had a lot of fun last night."

"Well, it's okay." Lin En thought to himself that the head maid didn't reveal the truth, so he just let it go.

"When we go back, find an opportunity, let's try it too?" The countess's eyes flashed with a strange look, and she whispered seductively in the little man's ear.

"Your will."

As a gentleman, Lin En naturally couldn't refuse this rude request. He wanted to let the powerful people in the old society experience how terrible the slaps and whips of the working people were.

Amis was so lazy that she lay down on the soft big bed. Lin En took off her boots considerately. The beauty was like pearls, small and round, and the pair of snow lotus-like arched feet touched Lin En's thighs, slowly drawing circles through the pants.

Her clever feet seemed to be perfect works of art, swaying the graceful curves and whiteness of Venus.

"Well~~ The scenery around here is really good. I walked around and saw it. When I came back, I heard a noise. The country girl is gone."

She teased Lin En with her feet mischievously, indicating that he should massage her. Lin En was not polite to Amis, and while pinching her elastic calf muscles, she talked about this.

"Leonardo's hair is probably going to be pulled out by him." Lin En's eyes were a little questioning.

"Well, he should have a headache. Use more force, right there, um... It's too late for him to send a telegram for help now. Before the Labour Party came to power, it was splashed with dirty water. I guess many people have begun to reconsider the boundaries of cooperation. I hope he can save himself in time." The countess squinted happily. Lin En's ten dexterous and powerful fingers could poke her sensitive points every time, making her unable to help but moan like being trained.

"Could this be..."

"Does it matter?"

The countess asked Lin En back, and this question stumped him. It is true. The incident has already happened. How bad is the impact? Look at those reporters who are like taking stimulants. There may be many people who have been arranged in advance.

Leonardo made a mistake.

His mistake was that he was too confident in himself. He thought that this game dealt with the village girl named Aya and won the other party's sincerity, so he thought he could handle it.

Lin En raised her eyebrows and did not continue the topic.

The Countess gently nudged the little man with her jade feet, then turned over and lay down with the blanket. The peachy buttocks that bulged from her slender waist seemed to be a mountain peak, swaying in a very beautiful arc. The charming lady hooked her fingers, and she wiped the red corners of her eyes, obviously pounding her back after the massage.

"You work at the [Suppression Bureau], and you are considered a very good newcomer in recent years. No matter from which aspect, you are very good."

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

"Sherlock Holmes is also praised for his excellence. He is said to be an extremely good detective~~ How about this matter, are you interested in challenging him? Take his title of great detective." The Countess enthusiastically encouraged Lin En to find trouble with Sherlock.

Two handsome gentlemen, fighting for the same case, this is definitely another eye-catching news in the autumn hunt.

Lin En was speechless about the Countess's enthusiasm, but he could not deny that he was eager to try Sherlock. This was probably the competitive spirit of young people. However, Lin En was indeed interested in this matter, mainly because if Leonardo was really gone, it would mean that all his promises would be in vain.

How could this be possible?

This was absolutely not allowed!