Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead

Chapter 877: Chapter 377: Become a Star_2

The so-called player’s mindset means that only those who survive can become the Prime Minister.

So rather than focusing on those intrigues, it’s better to quickly resolve the Steam Council and then think about how to eliminate the competitors.

Luca provided a detailed list, and by investigating several key materials, the players made rapid progress.

Not only did the players make progress, but the Secret Magic Knights reported success as well.

The Secret Magic Knight sent to contact Bright Lamp’s editor-in-chief, Henry, reported back that Henry no longer hesitated and wanted to meet with him tonight at eight o’clock.

Henry wanted to seize this opportunity to push forward the Charter Movement.

Regarding Henry’s meeting request, Wu Chang immediately agreed and had the Secret Magic Knight relay the message, allowing Henry to choose the location.

The clues to the assassination investigation of the Prime Minister stalled at Bright Lamp Newspaper; he and Raventon found Connor, but that doesn’t mean Henry wasn’t involved.

Connor, as a moderate movement supporter, is too calm to be a breakthrough, while Henry is a supporter of violent resistance, impulsive by nature, perhaps making him more suitable for extracting information.

On the other side, Henry, having received Wu Chang’s approval, sat on the sofa with a bottle in hand, gulping down half a bottle of whiskey.

The alcohol surged, quickly reddening his face. He furrowed his brow, exhaling deeply before abruptly standing up from the sofa.

He grabbed the hat from the coat rack, donned a black coat, and left the Bright Lamp Newspaper Office with his head down, walking quickly home.

Henry lived not far from the newspaper office. His residence was on the third floor of a three-story building, with a single floor space smaller than Raventon’s detective agency.

Thump, thump, thump.

He hurriedly climbed the old wooden stairs to his room door, opening it at the fastest speed, then shutting and locking it from the inside.

He ran to the bookshelf and roughly swept the books off the shelf, pulling out a thick book from behind them.

Opening the book, it contained several issues of the Hills Newspaper.

The newspaper content seemed ordinary, and anyone would see nothing unusual, but after mastering a certain code, the recruitment ads and second-hand items transfer notices could be interpreted differently.

The intelligence inside was very brief, mostly simple orders, usually translated into just ten to twenty words.

Like ”Pine Tree Coal Mine, explosion anomaly, deep level.”

”South Shore, Textile District, expensive fabric, numerous worker deaths anomaly.”

”Promote the general strike, highest level, intelligence at D.”

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The information conveyed by the newspaper was often unclear, many were just leads, like the Pine Tree Coal Mine explosion case and the Sloan Textile Factory incident, requiring Henry to send people to investigate further details.

Regarding orders for promoting the general strike, they were usually specific, and worried about Bright Lamp’s ability, the other party would provide detailed intelligence.

For example, yesterday Henry obtained from fixed intelligence point D, the secret conversation between Liberal Party members and the list of personnel present at that time.

Henry knew that those he cooperated with were no good people, and his cooperation might help them accomplish some conspiracy.

But he didn’t care; to achieve victory in struggles, one must have power, even if it’s an evil power, better than empty-handed.

Over the years, he thought only with the help of those people could the Charter Movement succeed.

But after the emergence of the Secret Security Department and witnessing their formidable strength, Henry began to waver.

He saw new hope, so he prepared to say goodbye to the past and embrace a safer, more promising path.

As for what those people might think, he didn’t care either.

Returning the newspaper to the book, Henry prepared to leave, but as soon as he turned, he froze as if hit by a Body Stabilization Technique.

Behind him, on the living room sofa, a Black Robe holding a cane appeared, unknown when.

Henry, frightened, stepped back, hitting the shelf, causing the book in his hand to fall to the ground.

While the Black Robe was looking at the scattered newspapers on the floor, he pretended to lean on the bookshelf, pulling a revolver from the book crevice and hiding it behind him.

With a trembling voice, he shouted, ”Who are you! Who allowed you in!”

The Black Robe tipped his hat in greeting, slowly speaking:

”Allow me to introduce myself, I am Xavier, also your former collaborator.”

”The information you previously received was delivered by me personally to the Hills Newspaper, those who contacted you before were my subordinates, it’s the first time we meet face to face.”

”What saddens me is that I originally thought our first meeting would be at Stilan Palace, with champagne in hand, witnessing our victory.”

”Reality, however, is our meeting in a small shabby room, witnessing a shameful betrayal.”

Henry’s heart skipped a beat; he raised his gun towards Xavier, saying:

”I don’t know what you’re talking about; leave my house immediately, or I’ll shoot!”

Xavier shook his head, saying, ”I advise you not to shoot.”

Henry aimed the gun at Xavier, shouting, ”Then get out quickly!”

”I’ll count to five, 5, 4, 3...”

Henry was unlike Connor; he never harbored fantasies or showed mercy toward enemies.

He knew his only chance was to gamble on the Black Robe being careless, believing he wouldn’t dare shoot or if he did, it wouldn’t hurt Xavier.

But what the opponent didn’t know was that the bullets in his revolver were Demon-Breaking Bullets used by the Secret Police, specifically to deal with Transcendents!