After hearing familiar voices, they made a call and both Linn and Osmond heaved a sigh of relief when they picked up the phone.
Lynn was racing against time: "The dignitaries have arrived downstairs at the Old South York Hotel, and they will arrive at the living room in a few minutes."
After hearing this, Osmond quickly reported: "There are currently no less than 30,000 people gathered in the square, and the number is still rising."
"Very good." After learning that the number of people exceeded their expectations, Linn said with satisfaction, "You should pay attention to the content on the phone and be ready to turn on the radio at any time. As soon as the conversation is over, you can retreat to the suburban apartment and wait for us to pass."
"Well, I'll just wait for you over there."
"That's it, let's not talk about it for now." Lin En wrapped one end of the microphone with cotton cloth to prevent the sound from the other end from being transmitted to this side and being noticed by the powerful. Then he put the phone back in its original position slightly, ensuring that the phone was secure.
No hang up.
Reiner stared downstairs: "Done?"
"Yes, it's up to us from now on." Lin En ignited his fighting spirit.
"I'm going to stay outside." Reiner put his hands in his pockets and walked outside.
Later, Lin En will be responsible for talking to the dignitaries, and he will make sure that after the news of the square broadcast is reported, relevant personnel will be prevented from entering the conference hall, and the dignitaries will be reminded to stop the conversation.
Nine fifty-five.
Ralph led a large group of people to the fourth floor.
"Your Highness, that's right there." Ralph bent down, waiting beside the seventh prince who was walking in front, and pointed him in the direction of the living room.
"These untouchables..." the seventh prince muttered through gritted teeth.
He felt extremely offended.
The two untouchables asked the noble man to come to negotiate face to face. When they came, they did not greet them, so they sat in the living room and waited.
This display is even bigger than that of his father.
"After the matter is over, we must get rid of them." Marquis Aldrich, who came with us, said viciously, "otherwise there will be countless young guys who think we are easy to mess with."
"Kill, kill them all." First-level Sheriff Modi said coldly.
"Your Highness." Reiner, who was standing outside the door of the conference hall, saw a large group of people approaching and bowed to the seventh prince first.
"Your Highness, this is Reiner, one of the people you are talking to." Ralph introduced.
The seventh prince looked at Reiner indifferently, his face a little ferocious: "It's pretty awesome."
"You're honored. Please come in." Reiner opened the door calmly and let the dignitaries in.
After everyone went in, he closed the door and stood motionless outside.
In the conference hall
Lin En stood to welcome the arrival of dozens of dignitaries. He saw that many of them brought armed entourage, but said nothing.
Even if they bring all their followers in, it doesn't matter.
Anyway, they don't know that their conversation will be conveyed, they just need to ensure that no one will come in from outside.
"Is it necessary to bring so many guards? My gun was taken away by Ralph himself." Linn smiled and spread his hands, indicating that he did not carry any weapons.
The dignitaries who were seated one by one ignored his words.
At the same time, because Lin En attracted their attention, no one noticed that one end of the phone placed aside was covered with cloth and the phone was connected.
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garden square, broadcasting room
"That's almost it." Osmond held the phone and listened carefully to what was happening on the other end.
Capa, who had been standing at the microphone switch, took a deep breath and turned on the microphone.
After that, Osmond put the sounding end of the phone in front of the receiver...
A shrill sound immediately spread throughout the square.
Tens of thousands of people who were crowded together and waiting for the staff to arrange for the distribution of subsidies were attracted to the speakers and looked at the loudspeakers set up around them.
"What's going on?"
"Is it about to start?"
"Hurry up and squeeze forward! Only 50,000 gold will be given out in total! You may not be able to grab it if you stand at the back!"
Many people thought that subsidies were about to start being distributed, so they tried their best to squeeze towards the staff's position.
——"I am honored to meet so many great people at the same time. There is His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, there is the highly respected Vice President of the High Court, there is my original chief, the first-level security chief of the Security Bureau, and there is someone who is sought after by countless people.
Stage actor…”
The crowded people were stunned.
What's going on?
Something's wrong.
Shouldn't the content of the broadcast be about distributing subsidies? How did it become a greeting to the powerful?
——"Okay, don't talk nonsense, we are not here to listen to you introduce us one by one."
Another impatient voice came from the speaker.
Um?
It seems that it is not a simple greeting to the powerful, but someone is talking?
"What, what does this mean? Are you still going to be disbursed?"
"I don't know. It seems like someone is chatting?"
"Everyone, be quiet and listen carefully to what is being broadcast!"
The people gathered together were talking a lot, but overall the original noise was receding little by little. More and more people began to stay quiet, trying to listen to the conversations on the radio and judge the situation.
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Old South York Hotel, Conference Hall
Lin En calmly glanced at the connected phone next to him, smiled, and said to the powerful people: "The boss of Carmine Gramophone Company is right, you are all old acquaintances, and there is no need for me to make any additional remarks here.
Introduction. Then let’s get back to the point and talk about my exposure of your crimes in the Free Press yesterday.”
"Just tell me how much money you need before you tell the people that you made it all up." The president of the Lenk Chamber of Commerce frowned and was too lazy to talk nonsense with Lin En.
He can afford the money.
As long as the problem can be solved with money, it is not a problem.
"As expected of the president of the Lenk Chamber of Commerce, he speaks with confidence." Lin En chuckled a few times, "The hundreds of innocent souls who died on the first floor of the Old Nanyue Hotel are indeed not worth the revenue of your chamber of commerce in a few days.
"
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garden square
——"Aren't you exposing all this just to blackmail us? There's no need to be weird."
——"Why am I so evil? Everyone here is a big shot with great hands and eyes. Even His Highness the Seventh Prince is sitting directly opposite me. If I dare to speak rudely to you, I'm afraid I won't be able to walk out of this door alive."
Except for the constant echoing sound of the radio, the square began to become dead silent.
Standing in the broadcast room, Capa and Osmond could see the people closer to them gaping.
Under Lin En's deliberate guidance, after just a few conversations, the people realized that the voices on the radio came from the powerful people involved in the "Old Southern Testament Scandal" that has been making a fuss these days.
Moreover, the content of the conversation seemed to be that these powerful people were negotiating with the person who exposed their crimes, and wanted to settle the matter with money.
Are you kidding?!
Didn't this group of slutty dignitaries jointly issue a statement to major newspapers yesterday, saying that all the revelations in the Free Press newspaper were fabricated and malicious slander?
Why are you talking to the whistleblower about using money to solve the problem today?!
"Great, we are finally going to succeed." Capa listened to the radio, looked at the dense crowd of people outside, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Osmond crossed his arms across his chest and looked serious: "Not yet."
"Um?"
"The current conversation is not enough to establish the crimes of the powerful people. If it were just that, the powerful people could shamelessly deny it afterwards and say that they just didn't want the matter to escalate further by giving the money. They were blackmailed and they were the victims.
"Osmond said.
"That makes sense..."
Osmond stared at the loudspeaker outside and said in a deep voice: "Lynn needs to force these people to tell them everything they did, without giving them any room to struggle!".