Chapter 342 Tabloid

Not long ago, little Martha mentioned that her journalist sister had a big idea.

Set up a tabloid that specializes in reporting mysterious events, and hire the naughty kids from the Kings District as special reporters to inquire about gossip in the city. This not only satisfies Maya's sense of responsibility as a reporter, but also helps those kids.

Although Lynch didn't quite understand the so-called reporter's sense of responsibility and didn't dare to ask, he still hoped to give it a push for little Martha.

And it feels fun to change the world like this.

"Nowadays, every time a mysterious incident occurs, the newspapers explain it according to the official version. For example, this month has been the seventh gas explosion and the ground has collapsed three times. People are not fools and they will definitely find it strange."

Lynch sat opposite Mr. V, pointed at Maya beside him and said:

"Reporters naturally like to pursue the truth, and the most dangerous thing about mysterious incidents is often the pursuit of the truth. They were able to spy on the deep divers last time, but there is no guarantee that they will not chat with the evil god next time. It doesn't matter if they die, but It would be quite troublesome if the truth is really found and published.”

Maya lowered her head and wrung her fingers, looking like she had a good attitude of admitting her guilt, but everyone present could see that this was a typical case of knowing she was wrong and daring to do it next time.

"That's true, but it's getting harder and harder to control newspapers now." Mr. V sighed, "Especially as there are more and more reporters like this lady, I'm also worried that one day there will be something closer to the truth. The news could have consequences all over the world.”

Lin Qi was a little confused: "So serious? It's just panic at most, not the kind that is hopeless."

"Mr. Leviv, have you forgotten what the dreamland is? It is the embodiment of the fear and nightmare of all living things. Panic, especially the fear of mystery, is the greatest enhancement of the dreamland."

I see.

Lynch finally understood that plague, war, famine, and death would cause catastrophes, probably because they would arouse people's panic to the greatest extent, making the fantasy world more powerful, and eventually eroding the real world in reverse.

"But the Watchers have no better way. The world now is different from a hundred years ago. Many things are difficult to control. We can only do our best. What, do you have any good ideas?"

"Well, I have an idea." Lynch thought of many effective methods used by the government in his hometown. "Just think of a way to make them not believe it even if they see it."

"Um?"

"Find a few newspapers to publish this kind of news. The more exaggerated the better. It's best if you hear it is nonsense." Lynch smiled and said firmly, "After seeing too much news like this, people will look at the names of the newspapers. , you will feel that these are entertainment news. Even if you see the same content in serious newspapers, you will feel that serious newspapers have degenerated and started to make up stories.”

"You continue." Mr. V crossed his hands and put his chin on his head, frowning in thought.

"It's better to block things than to open them up. It's safer for us to do it ourselves than to be messed up by those crazy reporters."

"hey-hey."

"No one is complimenting you." Everyone in the room glared at the giggling Maya.

"In short, this can control the level of nonsense as much as possible, which can achieve the goal without being counterproductive. Moreover, this has another advantage."

Mr. V leaned forward: "What?"

"Don't you think the official secret organizations and semi-official secret societies have too little information? When I read the newspaper every morning, I have to guess what happened. This is too passive." Lynch pointed out Pointing to the ground, "Wouldn't it be much more convenient if I could just read the newspaper and know that something happened in a town yesterday?"

"You mean to covertly publish the specific information in the newspaper?"

"Just use that special tabloid. As long as the real information is added with a special code, only those who understand can distinguish it. Then the knowledgeable will regard it as real news, while the layman will only think that it is a fabricated story."

"I see." Mr. V also smiled. "In this way, government agencies and secret societies will probably have to subscribe. Even independent investigators like you will subscribe, and sales will be guaranteed."

"This is just a bonus."

Lynch realized that Maya's eyes were secretly peeking at him, and she mouthed thank you to him.

"Actually, what you said does make sense." Mr. V said, "But the impact is a bit big, and I can't make my own decision. I will report it to the headquarters as soon as possible, and they will discuss it later."

That would be easy to handle. The two sides quickly negotiated the details, and the rest was left to Mr. V, an old bureaucrat. Maya was dragged out screaming, and she was unable to get news about the Star Color in the end.

All I can say about this is that he deserves it.

Lynch, on the other hand, made a sincere memorial at the door of the archives room.

The archives were temporarily sealed, waiting for the headquarters to send a new administrator to deal with it. I wanted to go in and say a final farewell to the victim of the railway incident, but in the end I had no choice but to give up.

Go all the way, at least you let me really see the mysterious dangers of this world.

It's just that Officer Natalie, who should have been more sad, acted quite free and easy. In the end, she took off her hat and bowed at the door, said her final farewell to Colin, patted Lynch on the shoulder, and left the club together.

As she said, this is a fate that every soul-shifter cannot escape. Klin just took the first step.

That’s right, let’s compare who can go further.

Travelers are inherently creatures that are very good at adjusting their mentality, and Lynch quickly cleared away the depression in his heart.

Humph, those profiteers in the Knowledge Library cheated me of ten pounds by using deathbed resonance, and they also caused me to be cheated by Mrs. Bessie. I will pay back this debt today.

Go and ask them to identify the documents.

Standing in front of the door of the Knowledge Library again, he reached out and pressed the door.

Then he was once again in the void, watched by countless eyes.

This time, there was no need for the neighbor to remind him. Lin Qi lowered his eyes consciously, and the neighbor's gentle chuckle came from his heart.

"Every time you take a bite, you will gain wisdom. There is no shame in being weak temporarily, but being weak all the time." ’

[Yeah, very energetic. 】

‘So don’t peep at everything. Watching everything will only hurt you. ’

But this time the time of being spied on was particularly long. I don’t know how long it took before Lin Qi appeared in the corridor behind the door. Standing in front of him was still the old man with white beard and hair from last time, and Natalie had already Waiting inside.

"Mr. Lynch Levyv."

The old man still had that wise smile on his face, but after talking about money last time, Lynch no longer believed in wisdom. But this time, the old man was a little serious. He stared at Lin Qi seriously and said:

"You have the scent of the Hound of Tindalos in your soul. What happened to you? I'm worried that you brought the Hound here."

Lin Qi was a little surprised: "Can this be seen?"

The old man's expression became more serious: "That is the most dangerous alien, and the existence that the Lord hates the most."

"Actually, it's nothing. I just witnessed a man being killed by a hound."

"You didn't do anything then."

Lynch shook his head.

"That's okay, it's just contaminated with the dust of time. Remember, if you see it again in the future, never look at it, let alone attack him. It will mark those who block and attack it."

Hiss, I almost took action at that time. Lin Qi was frightened for a while and asked, "What if I get marked? Can I still be saved?"

"The danger lies in the fact that it has no solution and will not stop until it dies, so you'd better hope not to see it again."

"What if you want to enter the river of time?"

The old man looked at him as if he were a disabled person, ignored him at all, and let him into the secret trading room.

Perhaps because it was getting late and there were no customers in the trading room, Lin Qi was not polite and took out the pages of the book and spread them out in front of the old man.

The old man's face changed as soon as he saw it, and he exclaimed: "How come you have such a thing?"