Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 It doesn't matter what he said next. The aunt naturally refers to the widow of Mr. Barnard, and after losing the backbone of the family, even with the care of the church, the lives of women and children are not easy.

　　 Joining Jenkins's scam now almost means that it will definitely lose money, and this is undoubtedly a huge blow to such a family.

　　 Not to mention, Jenkins will not allow himself to hurt them. He always remembered who saved his life and helped him integrate into this summer night. Even if they took away one of their copper coins, Jenkins would not forgive himself.

　　 "Yes, Mrs. Barnard must not be involved!"

　　 He must prevent this from happening, and the best way is undoubtedly to make her understand that this is a scam.

　　 But it suddenly occurred to me that in a certain evening class, despite desperate hints, people were still confused by the immediate interests. Jenkins cannot guarantee whether the woman who has never met will believe her rhetoric, even if she is now famous as a writer. And using the background of the church to warn her is still very risky.

"During the New Year's Eve, Travellers Bank does not accept large currency transactions. Therefore, if you want to return all your investment, you must wait at least until the second week of January. During this period, Mrs. Barnard may invest money at any time. At that time, she will lose more than just the expense of opening an account and transferring money, and if I make up for her loss alone, the records of the Traveler's Bank will cause more trouble."

　　 licked his lips, thoughts abound. The standing and sitting audience, the people in the classroom and outside the classroom, all began to wonder about Jenkins' silence.

　　 "I don’t have the confidence to persuade in private, and I can’t compensate afterwards. The only way now is..."

　　 But he borrowed ten thousand pounds of the money in the account, and that was the only amount of money he took away.

　　 "My reputation is important, or is Mr. Barnard's kindness important?"

　　 He asked himself in his heart, and looked at the dense audience under the podium again. Everyone was watching him, eager to hear what he said. The conflict between kindness and reputation clashes in the heart, just like water and fire that do not merge, stimulating Jenkins's soul.

　　 "But it doesn't seem to have anything to do with my reputation. After all, no one knows the truth. But I know, I know what I did..."

　　 He looked at the people looking at him, everyone wanted to know what he was thinking.

"I know that I have done something wrong, so let this guilt torture me. I will bear all this, but I will never hurt Mr. Barnard's family. I am guilty, but I know that I am still a good person... ...Yes, that's it."

　　 He raised his hand and tapped on the temple on the right. He also knew that the money returned by himself and the money returned by the police were essentially the same. Therefore, instead of waiting for the opportunity, it was time to make a break.

　　 A stone in her heart seemed to fall to the ground, and she reached out her hand and picked up half of the chalk on the desk again:

　　 "Sit down, both gentlemen, I have heard about Miss Fabry a long time ago."

　　 Take a deep breath, Mr. Barnard and him face the octopus that night seems to appear in front of him.

　　 "I, Jenkins Radumput Williams..."

　　 The scene of Mr. Barnard and him supporting each other in the treacherous realm seems to appear in front of him, "Swear by my own reputation..."

　　 The soul of Mr. Barnard, the dream of not leaving the world for the sake of his family, also appeared before his eyes.

　　 There was a firm expression on his face:

　　 "Miss Fabry is a liar!"

　　 He almost yelled out these words.

"Listen, that's a scam, never put money in, yes, never! Swear to God, that woman is a liar, she may not even be a woman! This is a simple scam, I have sorted out almost everything Since you have put forward the idea here, then I am here to tell the public everything!"

The noise of 　　 boom~ sounded, and the quiet classroom seemed to become the busiest shopping street in the breath. Regardless of whether they know Miss Fabry or not, Jenkins's speech on this occasion is shocking enough.

　　 "Impossible!"

　　 There are such voices, especially the speaker just now. Jenkins even suspected that he would burn "Stranger Story" when he returned, but Jenkins knew what he should do.

"This is a fairly simple spire-style scam that gathers wealth from the bottom up. My father is an employee of Nolan Mining. There is no Miss Fabry or the Fabry family! I will use this method It's called robbery because it costs almost no cost! The beginning of everything is just a few letters.

　　 Please be quiet, look at this, I will expose the full truth of this simple scam for you! "

　　 Traveler’s Bank is only open until 6 o’clock in the evening, but it’s not closed until 8 o’clock tonight. The citizens who rushed into the bank asked to withdraw their transfers, but it was impossible.

　　 A large number of investors gathered in front of the bank, crying and scolding, even if some of them had already made a profit, they believed that they were the victims. The idlers who heard the news spread the incident everywhere, attracting more investors.

　　 Just like investing money irrationally, they are now starting to irrationally demand to regain their principal. People are accustomed to blindly following the crowd, even if most people do not hear Jenkins’ "speech", even if the premise of Jenkins’s inference is "there is no intention of mining," people who follow blindly believe that they are a large-scale fraud. Victims of the event.

　　 This crazy behavior quickly attracted the attention of the City Hall, and then Carfax Field intervened. The Travellers Church does not have a church in the local area, so it thoroughly investigated the matter and sealed up all accounts under the name of "Miss Fabry", which did not happen until midnight.

　　 The police also discovered in the process that there really is no "Miss Fabry", because every time a different person handles this batch of accounts. Therefore, Jenkins Williams is correct; and Miss Fabry is a liar.

Section 627 Chapter 615 Illusion and Reality (3/10)

　　 The letters sent from Nolan soon reached all parts of the mainland, and more and more investors learned the truth revealed by the writer. The mass incidents in Eldron city were even worse than those in Nolan, where almost one-tenth of the residents participated in the investment game.

　　 The angry and worried people almost ransacked the local traveler bank. But fortunately, they still remember that the majesty of the righteous God cannot be violated. After all, the church's "soft" attitude towards ordinary people is only a few hundred years old.

　　 After confirming the existence of a large-scale criminal organization, Miss Fabry’s investment business was almost uniformly formally classified as a “scam” in the three kingdoms.

　　 Because of Mr. William's justice, most of the funds defrauded were intercepted, but this also means that all investors need to pay for the loss.

　　 The next morning's newspaper featured "Spire Scam" and "Fabry Scam" as the front page, and Jenkins' words appeared verbatim on the board. More and more people are beginning to discuss this "smart" fraud method. For people of this age, this is already a very complicated technique.

　　 What’s more surprising is that the church discovered the scammers on the Green Avenue through the remittance records and transferred a huge amount of money to the account. After the interrogation, it was learned that they had planned to use the bank as a new financial tool to hide the stolen money. The reason why they chose Miss Fabry’s account was because:

"Someone received a letter from Miss Fabry and learned about the scam. He and a small group of companions deceived most of the people, and finally made the sect decide to choose such an account without telling the profit. In this way, You can directly put a large amount of return on investment into your own pocket."

　　 is equivalent to taking the "company" money out to "stock stocks", Jenkins understands this way.

　　 "The scammers were deceived by their accomplices in order to hide the scammed money and deposited the money in another scammer's account?"

　　 He concluded like this.

　　Miss Bevanna spent a few seconds trying to sort out the logic, and then nodded:

　　 "It is true. Although Miss Fabry is also a deceiver, I have to say that she is really a genius!"

　　 No one was surprised that Jenkins was able to crack the scam. Many people can prove that he was interested in this matter a long time ago. The church believes that the Son can easily infer the result from complex clues.

　　 Jenkins became a hero, a hero who uncovered the biggest scam of the century; Miss Fabry became a scammer, a scammer who carried out the biggest scam of the century. The people who scolded Miss Fabry did not hesitate to give praise to Jenkins, and those who were looking for Miss Fabry were also preparing to award Jenkins medals.

　　 Even though the next day is the end of the year, the spread of genius and crazy scams centered on Nolan City has become the biggest news this year. Numerous victims, huge funds, mysterious women and miraculous techniques, this is destined to go down in the annals of history.

　　 People are discussing this miraculous and crazy thing everywhere like a carnival, talking about the details disclosed in the newspaper, laughing at the greedy victim, and admiring the identity of the phantom woman.

　　 Yes, some people think that Miss Fabry is real, after all, how real the details of those letters are; another part thinks that it is a fictitious woman, because it is impossible for a woman to have such insights and methods.

　　 But no matter what, the title "Miss Fabry" will be remembered forever. And she or him, in people's hearts, is as illusory as a shadow, but as real as standing in front of them.

　　The believers of the New God have also received such an evaluation, which makes the church that thought this was an ordinary human incident suspicious.

　　 Of course, we can't forget Jenkins Williams, this writer who seems to be blessed by a sage. He has used his wisdom to see through everything, and he is qualified to be called a true genius——

　　 This is an exaggeration in the newspaper. Father held that newspaper and mocked Jenkins all day.

　　 For a few seconds, Jenkins also thought he was a genius. Because no one would suspect that Jenkins Williams was Miss Fabry, if anyone said so, then he would definitely be sent to a hospital related to mental illness.

　　 The righteous male writer and the imaginary female liar, this will certainly not be the same person.

　　 "Jenkins, I am proud of you."

　　 The Williams family walked on the stone road in the cemetery, Robert was a little bit emotional.

　　 Today is the end of the year, that is, the last day of the year. The family visits Mary’s parents who are buried here as usual. As for the relatives of the Williams family, they were all buried in their distant hometowns. Even if they went back, they couldn't even find their graves.

　　 The four men are all wearing black formal shoes. Mary is wearing a black dress with a white flower pinned to her hat. They have been talking about the "Fabry scam" on their way here, and Robert is more sensitive to this matter because he is a worker in the mining industry.

　　 He learned from the children that John had asked Jenkins for advice on this matter. He loudly praised the actions of the two young people, whether it was John's caution or Jenkins's warning, it was extremely correct.

　　 "It seems that the children of the Williams family are smart people, and their family education is very successful."

　　He is complimenting himself.

　　None of the three children have seen their grandparents, but it has become a routine to come here every year. After Williams got home, Mary considered moving the tomb to a safer and more expensive cemetery. After all, most of the people buried here are poor people. There are rumors of robbers every year, but she has not made up her mind.

　　 "It's nothing, please don't praise me."

　　 is not humble, reporting yourself will not bring any satisfaction to Jenkins. On the contrary, the fact that he took away ten thousand pounds made Jenkins feel a little guilty, although with the passage of time, this guilt was quickly disappearing.

　　 "I heard that you are planning to donate nine thousand and nine hundred and ninety-nine pounds to the victims of this incident? That's a lot of money."

　　 Robert Williams asked again.

　　The reason why it does not exceed five digits is because donations above five digits require more complicated procedures, while the amount below 10,000 pounds can be donated directly through the church.

"I have already thought about it. It just so happened that the gift from the Viscount Augustus will be available right away. For me, once the golden pound exceeds five digits, it is just a series of simple numbers. I don't need it. Rich."

　　 Jenkins spoke in a very small voice, lest a lightning strike from the sky.

Chapter 628 Chapter 616 Gifts at the End of the Year (Part I) (4/10)

　　 John, who listened to the conversation between his father and his elder brother, was a little envious. He knew that even when he became an adult, he would not have so much money immediately, let alone donate it.

　　 Then thinking that he had consulted Jenkins about Miss Fabry, he felt extremely grateful again.

　　 "Jenkins, I am proud of you."

　　 Robert repeated again.

　　 In the traditional sense of the end of the year, there is no custom of visiting deceased relatives. The family just developed such a habit. Therefore, the cemetery is a bit deserted, and on the gray flat stone walkway, apart from the Williams family, there are only scattered pedestrians in the distance.

　　 Perhaps the gods in the city cannot influence the suburbs, and the cemetery in the early morning is covered with a thin layer of white mist. The five people talked and walked into the depths of the cemetery, and they soon found their target.

　　 Because it is free, the so-called tomb is just a flat ground and a stone tablet embedded in the soil. Mary had spent almost all the money in the family in exchange for this good position, otherwise the family would not have end-of-year activities.

　　'S youngest son John is holding two bunches of flowers, while the others bend down to sort out the fallen leaves and garbage nearby. After putting down the flowers, they stood for a while, then turned and left.

　　Because he was about to move the tomb, Robert took Mary and John to the grave guard to ask about the specific situation, and Newman happened to meet an acquaintance, so Jenkins found himself alone again.

　　 I don't know how long it will take everyone to come back. Although he didn't wait in place, he didn't go far. I just took chocolate and looked at the surrounding scenery. I got up a bit early today, so the cat kept kicking and stretching.

　　 "I heard that tonight the church year-end dinner is very rich, there will be roast goose, pudding and fried chicken and other food."

　　 He muttered to himself, putting his hands in his pockets to keep warm. I remember that there will be snowy weather at the end of the year, but today is very sunny, I think there will be no snow.

　　Walking to the side can also see some strangers, nodding their heads to each other as greetings, and there is no need to speak. But there are some enthusiastic people who will take the initiative to talk, and Jenkins does have some time.

　　 "Are you Mr. Jenkins Williams?"

　　 The middle-aged man is wearing a brown fur collar formal dress, a black hat, and a bouquet of white carnations in his hands. The years have left marks on his face, but his looks can still be called handsome.

　　 He has a unique temperament that people can't help being close. Even if he interrupted Jenkins' walk, it didn't make him feel sick in his heart.

　　 "Yes, hello, have you met me?"

　　 He suspects that this is the audience in the public class yesterday.

　　 "I saw your picture in the newspaper, but now people call you a hero."

　　 "No, no, I am not a hero."

　　 "Miss Fabry's deception was originally a genius idea. If you can expose her, you must have a better mind."

　　 Jenkins didn't know whether this man was an ordinary citizen who heard about it, or was the victim of an investment in Miss Fabry. But from his words, he can tell that he really admires Miss Fabry, and thinks that the "spire" scam that brings all wealth upwards is the most remarkable idea of ​​this era.

　　 Both are just a small microcosm of the impact of this incident.

　　 The carriage first sent Jenkins back to the church, and then drove the four of Roberts back to Privet Road. This will be the first time Jenkins is not at home for the end of the year, so Mary is very unwilling to let him.

　　 Before parting, she hugged Jenkins tightly and asked him to come home to visit on the first day of the new year. Jenkins was embarrassed, and at the same time he saw John making faces at him.

　　 It was only ten o'clock in the morning when I returned to the church. The antique shop is closed today, and Jenkins does not need to work. He couldn't find anything to do for a while, and the people in the church didn't let him participate in the arrangement, so he could only go back to the street and stroll around, and at the same time remember whether he had forgotten a gift from a friend.

　　 After lunch, the holiday decorations in the church have been completely fixed. Tassels hanging from the door frame symbolize the harvest of the coming year, and pots of bright flowers are placed on the stairs in front of the church door, which Jenkins made last night.

　　 He raised his head in the courtyard with Chocolate, looked at the golden stars on the spire of the side tower, and then hurriedly avoided the children in new clothes. They will quickly run to the front main hall, and the afternoon group prayer is about to begin.

　　 The joy and excitement in the air made Jenkins very excited. He even sang a song with the choir. Although it was a little out of tune, the audience applauded politely.

　　 "Happy holidays, Alexia!"

　　 I came to Luen at four o'clock in the afternoon. She was the only one in the room. Miss Stuart could not find a chance to slip out of the palace on such an important day.

　　 "Happy holidays, Jenkins."

　　 The woman smiled and took the gift that Jenkins handed her. The distance between Nolan and Luen is too far. If it is mailed, it is uncertain whether it will arrive accurately.

　　 "I heard that you made big news again in Nolan City."

　　 It seems that her information is very good, this should be Miss Stuart's information channel. After all, the distance between Ruen and Nolan spanned half a continent.

　　 Jenkins smiled and did not want to talk about this topic at this time. He opened his hand and the Protoss immediately transferred the gift stored in Nolan.

　　 "This is for Miss Stuart and Miss Minnwick, I hope they will like the pin I picked."

　　 "Then what is my gift?"

　　 Alexia asked.

　　 "I can't say, it's up to you to check by yourself tomorrow morning."