Fantasy Writers 1860

Besides the dockworkers at the Bentham Bar, many others also felt that they could sense author Hakimi's subtle resentment in this episode's storyline, as if it were alluding to something else.

"I think this is just sarcastic and insinuating! There's even a hint between the lines that it's trying to whitewash that fraudster, Samuel!"

"Come on! No matter what, the newspaper did pay you compensation, so stop being so unreasonable, okay? Do you really think they deserve to pay for your stupidity?"

"Exactly. Don't take offense, but I really think your behavior that day was too extreme and unreasonable. On the contrary, they showed a responsible attitude... What's that saying again? Kindness doesn't disappear; it just echoes in unexpected places..."

Similar conversations were taking place among everyone who participated in blocking the door that day.

Clancy's masterpiece had an effect; most people were indeed moved by the gentleness revealed in the article and believed that the Lentinion Weekly was indeed a good newspaper with warmth and social responsibility.

In addition, the previously implemented AB version sales strategy of "two versions with different prices and quality, targeting different customers to expand the market" attracted a large number of customers, and sales reached a new level.

"I have to say, the editor-in-chief has a good marketing mind; he's grasped the essence of traffic generation." Dorian muttered to himself as he looked at the newspaper.

"Traffic?" Lily asked, unusually sounding puzzled.

"Uh, it's a set of strategies and methods for capturing people's attention and then converting it into commercial value. People's attention is like the flow of water in a river; the flow varies, so that's where this term came from..."

She hasn't even transformed into a werewolf yet, how come her hearing is so good?

It seems that whispering to oneself in the office won't be allowed anymore.

Although the little incident a few days ago was a bit big, life goes on, and work continues. Editor-in-Chief Clancy still needs to organize the evidence before deciding on a date to file charges, so there's nothing I need to do right now.

As for his point about needing to write new works, Dorian selectively ignored it.

"You're very smart," Lily said calmly. "That day too, you accurately distinguished between all the real victims and the fraudsters."

all?

Dorian keenly sensed this key word.

How did she know it was all of them? How could she be so sure?

If it was just a casual remark, why add this adjective?

"Of course it's because of the Illusion Book." A cute, childlike voice suddenly appeared behind Dorian.

He turned around and saw no one. Then he looked down slightly and found that it was actually Disifei.

It's been almost a week since I last saw her.

However, it's perfectly normal for someone not to know their leader's whereabouts. Do they expect someone to report to someone like me who's going to go somewhere?

"I just got back from Rutasia and realized I missed out on so much fun."

"I also saw the Lentinion newspaper over there, and many Iris people are talking about it..."

Dorian: ?

What's going on? This matter has already spread overseas?

The Britannian Empire and the Iris Republic are separated only by a strait. Although radio has not yet been invented in this world, magical communication is a mature technology that has existed since ancient times, so it is understandable that news spreads quickly.

What Dorian found hard to accept was that he was the first to become famous overseas for this reason...

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This is not the way he had envisioned becoming famous.

Shouldn't I be conquering the world of Iris and becoming famous throughout Europe with my outstanding works and as a great writer? How come I'm debuting as some kind of god-like figure in a ridiculous news story?

Whose literary giant started out like this?

"I... I'm more concerned about whether Samuel has been caught or not. This farce has gone on long enough..." Dorian said helplessly.

Only then did he realize the meaning behind Disliffe's words.

Does she mean that Lily actually has a real "lie detector" and a phantom book that can detect lies?

Since such a wonderful thing exists, why not bring it out sooner...? No, considering that the matter of the Phantom Book shouldn't be made public...

Could it be that she's secretly caring about me and using the illusionary book that can actually detect lies to cover up her own plans?

Come to think of it, there didn't seem to be any real need for her to stay there that day...

Could it be that she really...

Sigh, I'm daydreaming again. I'm daydreaming again.

Dorian shook his head, banishing the inappropriate fantasy from his mind.

This is completely impossible.

Over time, Dorian realized that it was quite surprising that such an energy-conscious, cold-faced, workaholic would do something so pointless.

There must be some more real and legitimate reason, but I just don't know it.

Seeing Dorian sigh with a mixture of embarrassment and awkwardness, Dislifei smiled and said:

"Relax, it's not that bad. Right now, only the capital region of the Iris Republic, Rutesia, is well-informed. And because of this amusement, quite a few people there are starting to get interested in the 'Million Pound Stamp' from the backstory..."

"Perhaps this is a chance for you to gain recognition within Iris. As long as your work is excellent, people will just treat it as an anecdote. I heard about a similar story before, and that's how it ended up. History always repeats itself. I remember back then..."

"Inspector Lesder said that based on eyewitness accounts and tips from multiple locations, he has roughly located Samuel's position and will be making a move soon." Lily interrupted Deslie's seemingly long-winded speech at just the right moment.

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Meanwhile, Inspector Reid, in his office, was looking at two letters on his desk.

One of the signatures was Dorian, and the other was "A righteous Londinionian".

The former reminded himself to keep an eye on the boiler operator at the Mayfair Theater, while the latter pointed out in detail that the symbol of the Demi-human Liberation Organization left at the scene was a forgery, and provided clear evidence and reasoning to prove that it was not the Demi-human Liberation Organization that did this.

When did Lentinion have so many detectives who are enthusiastic about police work?

This "righteous Lontinien" seems to belong to the Demi-human Liberation Organization.

Thinking about it, it makes a lot of sense. After all, the Mayfair theater bombing is still highly suspected to be the work of some extreme demi-human liberation organization. If this is a frame-up, it would obviously damage the reputation of the real demi-human liberation organization.

Especially at this crucial juncture, the parliament has already accepted the review of the revision of the "Ajin Management Regulations," but the bill is still in the queue.

Parliament is still wavering and dragging its feet, unable to give a definite answer on anything.

Whether it's the revision of the "Demi-human Management Regulations," it's obvious to everyone that it's all to prevent the revision from entering the formal debate stage; or the "Environmental Protection Act," which is used to block the agenda, or even the Flawless Dawn Order...

Normally, these kinds of things are none of the business of the big shots; they can argue about them all. It has nothing to do with a low-level detective like myself. But the cases I'm facing right now all involve these issues, and many tasks can't be carried out without a clear direction from above...

An agitated Inspector Leeds pulled a pipe from his pocket and pressed some cheap but strong tobacco into it.

"If the Order of the Immaculate Dawn is truly recognized as an orthodox church, then those things... should just be coincidences forever..." Reid took a puff of his pipe, got up and paced around the office, finally stopping in front of a window.

This was the first time he had this idea.

No matter what happened in the past, he always firmly followed the law and the will of the Imperial Government, acting as a qualified executor with a clear mind and righteous actions.

But what the cult is doing now, and what they seem to be doing, has made it impossible for him to convince himself otherwise.

If the Order is eventually recognized and accepted as an orthodox religion by the Empire, what should he do? Should he continue to steadfastly regard the Empire's justice as his own, or should he face the reality that the Empire's justice and the justice in his heart are not entirely equal?

Gods, why do you send down such wicked miracles...?

Just then, a young police officer's shout from outside the door interrupted Inspector Reed's jumbled thoughts:

"Detective, all personnel are in position, the arrest operation is ready, and we can move in at any time!"

Inspector Raeder turned around, his expression solemn:

"Alright, I hereby announce the commencement of the arrest operation!"

The issues concerning the demi-humans and the religious order are all thorny, and the Mayfair Theater bombing case is also shrouded in mystery. Let's start with the simplest and easiest case to solve: the "Million Pound Stamp" copycat crime fraud case.

Otherwise, people will say that Scotland Yard is a bunch of useless idiots who can't solve any cases.

Inspector Rasde has been actively trying to reverse this stereotype in the public's mind.