The red moon returns

Chapter 117 Media War

Jefferson knew how to use the media as a weapon, and with his status, it was easy to call the media into action.

It seems that he is the uncrowned king of this world, but Lynch doesn't think so.

No one in this world understands the usage and power of media better than him. In the past few hundred years, the effects of media have been developed to the extreme, but the media in this world has just started, less than fifty years ago.

Since you took the initiative to provoke me, I will defeat you in your BGM.

Not only do I want to retrieve the memory of the goddess and preserve the reputation of the Church of the Night, but I also want to ruin your reputation.

Lynch sneered and looked back at the reporters and cameras on the deck. The media are all curious and sometimes do not hesitate to exaggerate or even fabricate news. The reason for this is on the one hand to set a position in advance, and on the other hand to fabricate enough news. The shocking power and influence, only then will people love to watch it.

So as long as enough powerful information is given, they will naturally join in. As for their stance, although on one side are the old forces of the church and lords, on the other side are the emerging capital forces that the citizens are quite dissatisfied with. The media will take no matter who’s position they take. Not a loss.

What's more, he still wants to be favored by the media.

So Lynch lowered his hood, and the camera could only illuminate the corner of his sneering mouth, which filled him with a sense of mystery. He raised his hands to the reporters and quickly silenced the deck: "Everyone from the press happens to be here. Today, Use President Jefferson’s space to hold a press conference and press conference.”

what is that?

The reporters had never heard of these terms, but their professional instinct made them realize that this would be closely related to their future careers, so everyone instinctively focused their attention on Lynch.

Lin Qi felt like he was on stage to give an impromptu report at the company's annual meeting. His legs were shaking a little, but his heart felt as good as drinking an iced drink. It was quite painful and happy at the same time. Lin Qi licked his lips, feeling a little With crazy movements, he took off his top hat and raised it to his side, caressing his chest and bowing to the reporter:

"I am private detective Lynch Leviev. I have been deeply involved in the investigation of the Square Massacre. I am now the special adviser to the Governor's Mansion and the most well-informed friends should know about my existence."

Some reporters looked puzzled at first, but after hearing this, they immediately looked enlightened. Then they looked at their colleagues around them and nodded vigorously. Oh, it’s you. I’ve heard about it.

"The other person is Rick, the Paladin of the Church of the Night. Today, the two of us will host this press conference on behalf of the Governor's Mansion and the Church of the Night. We will announce the truth and specific progress of the incident to everyone in a while. When we finish speaking, we will Leave time for everyone to ask questions, but only questions related to the event are allowed. Anyone who raises irrelevant questions will be disqualified from participating in the press conference."

This is good, this is good, this form is much more convenient than us sneaking in to ask questions, and when we ask questions, if you dare not answer, then don't blame us for making it up, no, association.

The new method made the reporters excited, but Jefferson's face was gloomy. He instinctively realized that Lynch could not continue to be crazy: "This is the cargo ship of our chamber of commerce. Who allowed you to hold any meeting here? You want to get off the ship." , we still have to sail.”

"You were the one who took the initiative to invite these journalist friends to set off on the boat, but now you say such things, do you want to drive these journalist friends off the boat?" Lynch smiled sinisterly and looked at the angry sailors and officers. , "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Jefferson's lips moved, but he clenched his fists and remained silent. Lin Qi smiled, whispered a few words to the sailor officer, and asked him to take people down to take control of the ship. Then he said loudly: "As everyone knows, our great Majesty's aunt..."

"Ms. Audrey." Seeing that Lynch was suddenly stuck on this common sense issue, Rick Knight felt deeply desperate, but still reminded him softly.

"Ahem, Mrs. Audrey's birthday celebration will be held in ten days. As a close comrade of the Rose Family, His Excellency the Duke of course has to express his gratitude, so he entrusted the Church of the Night to prepare a gift to send to Nolin, and the Rose Family envoys will send it to him. Friedman.”

It was almost telling the truth, but the recipient of the gift changed from himself to Mrs. Audrey, so what Lynch said was justified. Anyway, no one knows the facts. Even if they knew, the Queen Mother must be highly respected, kind and kind, so she would not mind:

"However, someone ignored the majesty of the Church of the Lord God and was instructed by some hostile forces in Friedman. He wanted to make our Rand gift list inconsistent with the gifts and become the laughing stock of international public opinion, thereby damaging the relationship between Rand's monarch and his ministers. So this person The gift was stolen using some special method and was going to be sent to Friedman to claim credit. As a private detective, I was hired to assist His Excellency the Duke and the Church of the Night in finding the things."

Hiss, treason? Enemy spy? Blasphemy? The scene was immediately in an uproar, with reporters whispering, and then the spotlights flashed on both Lynch and Jefferson.

Phew, first step, success.

Lynch slightly raised the corner of his mouth at Jefferson, and held a press conference to ventilate the case with half-truths and half-falsities. In his previous life, it was just a routine operation, but this was the first time in this world. It was very good at winning the favor of the media, so he put the original The media that favored Jefferson have successfully regained neutrality. Now these people just watch the excitement without taking it too seriously, and their subsequent reports will no longer be too obviously biased.

You're doomed, Mr. Jefferson.

At this time, Jefferson's face turned green and he was so uncomfortable that he almost vomited blood. He knew that the situation was gradually getting out of control, but he could not refute a word, otherwise he would be convinced that he was involved in the theft. But if you don't refute it, once he really finds out the things, the media weapon you originally arranged will become a noose around your neck, and the clown will become himself.

In an instant, the dilemma turned to Jefferson himself. This, this, this... this damn detective can't really find things, no, I hid it so well, there is no way he can find it. Yes, that's right. The more exaggerated he is now. Once he can't find something, not only will he be embarrassed, but the church and the Governor's Palace will be embarrassed as well. He is equivalent to pushing himself into a dead end. Humph, I think you can't find something. How to end.

Jefferson did not refute, gritted his teeth, and stared at Lynch with cold eyes. Not only him, but also Rick Knight secretly gestured to Lynch with his eyes from time to time, as if asking, is this okay? Wouldn't it be more shameful not to come out?

My neighbor said that she sensed memories nearby. If she even doubted it, then I would have nothing to trust in this world. All that was left was to find the things.

Lynch took a deep breath, showed a smile that showed he had everything under control, and bent down to make an invitation gesture to the reporters: "We have received exact information that the stolen gifts are on this ship. We will We will conduct spot checks on ships in accordance with the law and will never break the law. Journalists are welcome to supervise the behavior of both of us. Haha, the things were hidden at the bottom of the cabin. If I can't find them, I will definitely apologize to Mr. Jefferson as soon as possible. Mr. Jefferson, you won’t object, right?”

Jefferson's face was ashen and he said solemnly: "Okay, everything is in accordance with the law. I'll see how you end it."

(End of this chapter)