"So this is the true face of those so-called high-ranking politicians..."
In an abandoned building in a remote corner of Yorknew City.
Luke and the others still hadn't left the city.
Instead, they remained, waiting to see what was happening outside and how the situation would develop.
But judging by the current situation...
"Those people really aren't following the laws they themselves established."
They had found a broken old television somewhere.
After Shalnark tinkered with the wires and managed to get a signal, the news appeared on the screen.
And the information being reported only confirmed what Franklin and the others had already suspected.
None of the reports mentioned the existence of the secret room inside Risnorth's office.
It was as if they were deliberately concealing that fact, with no intention at all of letting the public know.
Such an approach made Pakunoda understand something clearly. In this so-called civilized society, laws were no more useful than scraps of paper for wiping.
"Those laws were originally created by the upper classes solely to preserve and strengthen their rule."
Chrollo closed the book he was reading and offered a sharp, piercing comment.
Under the surface of so-called civilization, there lies nothing more than the blatant law of the jungle.
"But fortunately, they have their methods, and we have ours..."
Luke said while tossing the stack of evidence lightly in his hand.
He looked at the television, where countless talk show guests and politicians were speaking grandly, and smiled.
"People from Meteor City also have their own way of settling things!"
…
Anfrick was a very active public figure.
He often spoke out against social injustices and offered sharp, deductive commentary on various wrongs and societal deficiencies.
As a result, he had gained a large number of followers, and many supported his views.
At first, he still managed to stay true to his ideals, genuinely eager to fight for those causes.
But later… when the authorities from Yorknew City came knocking on his door, he didn't hesitate to kneel down and submit.
From then on, he became the mouthpiece and megaphone for high-level politicians, a tail-wagging dog shamelessly begging for bones.
"Goodbye, Mr. Anfrick."
After finishing a day of taping a TV program, Anfrick prepared to go home.
On his way out of the office, he greeted his colleagues cordially.
Even though he knew that those same people probably rolled their eyes behind his back and mocked him viciously the moment he was gone, he didn't care in the slightest.
To him, their hostility was nothing more than envy and jealousy.
They simply didn't have the ability to enjoy the high salary and privileges that came from serving the high-ranking government officials.
All they could do was stew in bitterness, gossiping and sneering behind his back.
Anfrick knew those kinds of faces all too well.
He wasn't about to let their malice spoil his comfortable, privileged life.
"So what if I'm a dog? You people don't even have the chance to be one!!"
Anfrick hummed a little tune and returned to his private villa in a good mood.
The more envy and frustration those people displayed, the more excited and relieved he felt.
Well, they didn't even have a private villa like his!
Just as he opened the door and walked in, ready to take a hot shower, pour some red wine, call a few of his mistresses over, and enjoy a pleasant night…
Bang!
The moment he stepped inside, someone suddenly grabbed him and slammed him hard to the floor with an over-the-shoulder throw.
What... Was going on?!
Anfrick's vision was spinning, and he felt dizzy.
Before he could even react, he felt a massive force pinning him down.
He was quickly bound and dragged further inside the house.
When he finally regained his senses, he saw several expressionless, burly men inside, staring at him with eyes that looked at him as though he were something less than human.
"Who are you?!"
Anfrick felt uneasy at being stared at. He tried to remain calm, but a look of fear inevitably crossed his face.
"... No need to be so scared. We're not going to hurt you."
At this moment, one of the burly men, holding a cell phone, approached Anfrick.
From the phone came an old voice.
"Hehehe, on the contrary, there's actually a rather pleasant collaboration waiting for you."
"Co... Collaboration? What collaboration?!!"
Anfrick swallowed hard, his voice trembling.
"Do you remember Risnorth's death?"
"Risnorth... The Mom's Help Foundation?"
Anfrick clearly remembered it.
For the past few days, he had been at the forefront of discussions, expressing his views on this vicious incident.
Of course, from his perspective, he naturally demanded that the perpetrators of this heinous crime be brought to justice.
Anfrick wasn't stupid.
Seeing the current situation and hearing what the other side had just mentioned, he instantly realized what was going on.
Oh no! The real culprits had come knocking on his door!
Anfrick felt a chill run down his spine.
The terror of the incident instantly washed over him.
"Yes, it's that incident."
The old man on the other end of the phone continued with a smile: "I'm very interested in your sharp remarks..."
"I understand what I need to do!"
The old man's words seemed to give Anfrick a lifeline, and he immediately began to speak frantically: "Whatever you want me to say, I'll say it. I won't go against your will!"
"Very good..."
The old man on the other end of the phone laughed even more happily.
"You're truly a smart man."
It didn't take much time to understand the current situation.
Anfrick's understanding and performance made Elder Veyron on the other end of the phone extremely satisfied: "I want you to speak tomorrow, and in all subsequent forum programs, from a perspective that points out Risnorth's evils."
"No problem!"
Anfrick agreed immediately.
Then he asked cautiously: "So, do I create this so-called evil myself, or..."
"Don't worry, we're not the kind of people who randomly fabricate charges to persecute others."
Elder Veyron's voice came from the phone.
At this time, a burly man stepped forward and shoved a stack of documents into Anfrick's arms.
"Take a look at this first."
Anfrick didn't dare disobey; he immediately opened the documents and flipped through them quickly.
"What is this?!!"
As he read, his pupils shrank.