Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 383 The Idealist

"But where do we start?"

Wolf looked at the glutinous rice crackers.

Glutinous rice fruit said to him:
"I remember that Mr. Ribert works in a newspaper office, so there should be the latest news."

Wolfe became nervous when he heard Nuomi Guo suddenly asked about his father.

He remembered what his mother had told him - no matter who asked, don't mention the whereabouts of his father.

He knew that someone was looking for his father, and even after that report, police officers from the Street Police Department also came to the door, wanting to inquire about his father's whereabouts.

He also knew that his home had been monitored for a long time, so when the explosion happened next door last night, the police officers on the street could call the police in less than a minute—they even waited in secret for more than half a minute.

Do you want to tell Nuomi Guo the whereabouts of your father?
He remembered his mother's warning, and at the same time remembered his father's teaching:
'Wolf, you must be able to distinguish between right and wrong, be a man of courage, resist in the face of injustice, and be devout in the face of truth.

You have to remember that you are a worker's child.

Remember--the children of the workers in the factories, those children who are not fed and clothed in the winter, they have hope--they are worth saving. '

As his thoughts became firmer in his heart, Wolfe apologized to his mother in his heart: I'm sorry, Mom, we are doing the right thing, and I must get Dad's help.

After a moment's decision in his heart, he summoned up his courage and said to the glutinous rice fruit:

"Yes, my father just reported the big event of the steam bus company two days ago. He has met many kind-hearted people in his past work and is well informed about the things in the lower city."

When he said this, he was a little lost and said:
"But people said that the steam bus company incident was fake... After that day, the police department also came to the door, looking for my father."

He whispered an address in the glutinous rice fruit's ear.

Glutinous rice fruit nodded:
"You did the right thing."

She said to the other three:
"Let's go now."

Glutinous rice fruit, Messiah and Wolfe walked in front, and Osmandis followed behind Messiah with a face full of reluctance.

……

……

two hours later.

In a corner building in the lower city, in a dark hut, in a small dark corner, Tom Reibert with his head wrapped in bandages was leaning on a rotten chair, between his dry lips Mixed with a few pieces of chewed tobacco leaves, his skin was sallow, and he looked very weak and sick.

Only the hands that tapped the brass typewriter on the table in front of them were very strong, as if using all the remaining strength to tap the keyboard.

Following the clear knocking sound with a sense of hysteresis, paragraph after paragraph of text emerged on the slightly moist waxy yellow paper:

"There is a problem with the supply of materials in the lower city, and the price of pork has skyrocketed, so people have to eat the local pigs raised by the Ayer people.

The local pig has not been castrated, and the smell is particularly strong. People didn't feel it when they ate it before. Now, after eating fresh pork without the smell, they can no longer eat the local pig.

A few people protested in front of the market, but were quickly dispersed, and the Adams family remained armed.

I didn't know why they arranged guards with guns and live ammunition to guard the market.

I didn’t realize until today that the people in power in the Adams family—Leonardo Adams on the surface, or James Adams behind the scenes, they knew things would turn out like this—

The low prices caused by the long-term subsidy of the group can no longer be maintained. The prices of ingredients have returned to their original prices, but the living standards of the people cannot go back.

People want to eat meat as fresh as before, but they don't know why the goods in the market have returned to the original expensive prices.

Now, let me tell you why:

The reason why the price of the goods gradually became expensive was that the Adams family had seized most of the market, and their competitors were gone—those small merchants, peddlers, who couldn’t afford a long price war, had been taken over by the Adams family. The ultra-low prices of home buyers have robbed the market, and even the purchase channels are gone.

And with the fall of the pork king, Leonardo Adams took control of the last strategic location in the fresh food market, and he became the monopoly in the Yanan market—especially after becoming a member of the council, he even owned the Absolute pricing power for most of the ingredients on the market!
I am so terrified, brothers and sisters, our lives are about to be completely dominated by this person, but we are the ones who put him in the Yharnam City Council!
He bought our trust with a handful of resources and then crushed it overnight - because he doesn't need our trust anymore and the next election is a full year away and he can use it This whole year has taken all the money from us, and the mess left behind can only be cleaned up by us for him!
What is even more frightening is the indirect impact of such a monopoly on the industrial zone, and those impacts are continuing to worsen as everyone can see with the naked eye...》

Tom Reibert realized that he was emotionally up and down, and he didn't think he could write any more.

The thing I typed out by myself is not a report manuscript at all, but just garbage text to vent my emotions.

As a reporter, the reports coming out of his hands must be objective and fair enough without too many negative subjective emotions.

Without hesitation, he tore off a pile of typed text and tore the yellowed manuscript paper into pieces.

The manuscript paper was scattered all over the ground, and a thin layer had already accumulated on the ground—he had already torn up many written manuscripts, and none of them satisfied him.

He squeezed his bloodshot eyes, felt the painful tendon sheaths on his fingers, and thought of what happened these days, he couldn't help feeling sad:
Even if he finished writing these things, how would he report them?
Since the Steam Bus Company incident, no newspaper has dared to report its own articles.

It was also after that incident that he left his home like a coward, abandoned his wife and children, disregarded their safety, and hid in the dark corners of the downtown area, like a rat in the sewer.

Dirty and pathetic.

He once thought about ending his own life, but if he died, which reporter would dare to report these injustices?

Thinking of this, he felt even more pathetic, because he realized that when he thought of suicide, the first thought that came to his mind was not to feel sorry for his wife and children.

He knew he was sorry for them.

Can……

But there are some things that must be done by him.

Since he was a student, he has been instilled with the ideal of "fairness and justice", and he has always taken it as his life creed.

It wasn’t until later that he went to university, chose journalism, and came into contact with the society. The huge sense of tearing between the ivory tower and the real society almost destroyed his mind, and all his past beliefs were almost completely destroyed by the dirty society. .

Fortunately, he survived, he kept his heart, and strongly realized that society really needs "fairness and justice."

He once swore an oath at the inauguration ceremony of the reporter that he will be loyal to fairness and justice throughout his life, his writing will always be objective, he will go to the most dangerous places in the world without fear, and he will make all the injustices known to the world... …

His wife has always been puzzled by him, can "fairness and justice" be eaten?Can it be exchanged for money so that their son can afford school?Can the apartment be properly ducted for the long winter months?
Your own survival is at stake!Care about other people's lives!It's ridiculous!
He couldn't answer his wife's questioning.

He only knows that he is right, and that fairness and justice are also right.

"sorry Sorry……"

He failed to give them a decent life, even though he had tried his best, the job in the newspaper office was just to make ends meet, he was not a smart person, and he couldn't do profitable business.

He knew he was sorry for his wife and children.

Can……

Someone has to speak up for fairness and justice.

"Sorry……"

In the confusion of his thoughts, he lowered his head and looked at the camera next to the brass typewriter.

This was his birthday present from his wife, and it was the only birthday gift from his wife in her life.

Their income is not enough to support the cost of the film, and he has to let himself work for the newspaper in exchange for free film.

Now, the camera holds some precious photos of the violence that just erupted at a parts factory in an industrial area.

Dozens of workers died in that conflict, and their blood soaked his cloth shoes.

He took the last photo of them before they died——

He clearly took pictures of the whole process of the conflict, even the appearance of armed men wearing police uniforms from Yanan City shooting guns at the crowd.

He clearly captured the maniac grin of the factory owner, and even the way he put a large handful of green Reichs pound notes in the collar of an armed man.

And during the whole process, the camera that always had problems before did not jam, and he was not discovered by those people at all.

Is the Holy Light protecting me?

Tom Reibert didn't know.

To this day, the bloodshed in the industrial zone has been completely covered up, and too many people have been silenced by money.

As for the onlookers at that time - the whole incident has already been passed on by their word of mouth, and it has become a bizarre story that ordinary people will not believe.

But he still kept the truth.

If these pictures are released together with an objective report and put on the headlines of major newspapers in Yanan City, it will definitely cause a big sensation!
As long as you speak up for those victims, a lot of eyes will gather in the industrial area!
Not only the poor who put Leonard Adams on the top, but also a large number of middle-class people who have a certain voice and social status-they are the backbone of society!
As long as more and more people know about this matter, the victims will surely get the dignity and compensation they deserve, and the workers will also be protected by the new law, and fairness and justice will be upheld!
Tom Raibert was thinking, when there was a knock on the door behind him.

"Dad, it's me..."

Hearing his son's familiar voice, Tom Reibert's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat.

(End of this chapter)