nagpurpolice Chapter 30 Inaugural Address
Chapter 30 Inaugural Address
"Wait, you almost broke into the Viscountess's dressing room and even saw her third leg? How did that end?"
That's really strange. Who would have thought that one day the dirt people would have on a noblewoman wouldn't be on her as a mistress, but on her third leg...
"There was no resolution, and we were both terrified."
Inspector Angus spoke frankly, "In all my years at Scotland Yard, I've never seen anything like this. The Viscountess must have felt the same way. I, the two officers, the Viscountess, and her two maids all screamed. Then I came to my senses and pulled my men away."
Winston: "..."
Whenever he thought Scotland Yard was somewhat reliable, he found that they were still unreliable.
"You are courageous, especially since you didn't witness the scene firsthand."
After the excitement of sharing gossip subsided, the detective said with lingering fear, "Her leg was practically perfect on her body, but the more perfect it was, the more I thought that normal people shouldn't have a third leg."
"Now that you mention it, I'm actually quite curious."
Who can remain unmoved by a sliver of curiosity amidst their underlying fear? Winston certainly couldn't. He asked, "On what day is Viscount Hammond's salon? What are the requirements?"
"If you're interested this weekend," Inspector Angus gritted his teeth, thinking to himself, "I have a plan for my career!"
……
On Friday afternoon, Winston learned of the inspector's plan.
For the previous two days, he had been in good spirits, partly because Queen Victoria seemed to have temporarily lost interest in him and hadn't looked at him for two nights. After Winston's headache subsided, he was even able to eat an extra bowl of white food.
Another reason is that this was his first media interview since becoming prime minister.
The result was unexpected and a huge success, so good that Winston’s colleagues couldn’t believe it!
This is not entirely due to the system. Although Whisperer is a group skill with no limit on the number of listeners, its effect is very limited when the level is low. It can only be easily persuaded when the target's willpower is too low, they have a close relationship with Winston, or they are subject to other external interference.
Looking back now, Winston also feels that there were just too many "coincidences" that happened that day.
First, there was that newspaper reporter the spokesperson had predicted would be the most difficult to deal with—he took leave! He went to see the circus!
The return of Margaret Lily, the star of the Gilded Circus, after recovering from her illness has caused the circus to be packed with people for the past two days, with tickets in high demand. The wife of a newspaper reporter managed to snag three tickets (actually given to her by an old lady she met on the street; the reporter's wife couldn't help but exclaim, "There are still many good people in the world!"). She immediately asked her husband to come home and take them to see the beautiful woman. The reporter couldn't refuse his wife, and he himself had long heard of Margaret Lily's reputation and was full of curiosity about her, so he reluctantly agreed and simply didn't come to work.
The timing of Winston's agreement to the interview and his request for media arrangements was particularly sudden. The newspaper couldn't contact its star reporter and had to find someone else to fill in.
The person chosen embezzled the national treasury.
Of course, he himself did not know that this was money from the national treasury. This public fund, used to bribe journalists, was once called the esoteric religious funds.
Indeed, it was taken from the people and used for the people.
Then, midway through the interview, just as the reporter stood up to ask Winston, "Isn't fainting before the Emperor and being hospitalized undignified and proof that you're unfit for this position?", Martin Grayling burst in and loudly proclaimed:
"Prime Minister—excuse me for interrupting, but the director and head nurse of St. Bartholomew's Hospital insisted on sending this handwritten letter of gratitude. They said that if you don't accept it, they will erect a monument in front of the hospital to commemorate your kindness!"
"Oh, that's really an exaggeration," Winston immediately frowned, saying that it was interview time and such a private and trivial matter was not worth mentioning.
"But Prime Minister, the letter mentioned that it was precisely because your first action after waking from the coma was to urge the Cabinet to pay attention to the medical conditions in the slums that the nearly collapsed outpatient building was saved..."
This is the absolute truth. Two days ago, when Winston was experimenting with skills, he cast a spell on Sir Wilson of the Trade Commission and Mr. Elliott of the General Post Office... no, he brainwashed them... no, anyway, he persuaded these two men to pay attention to the hospital!
Sir Wilson, on the other hand, was thick-skinned, empty-headed, and had no other redeeming qualities; the only thing he knew how to do was spend money.
He was misled by the Whisperers and wrote a check to St. Bartholomew's Hospital that night after returning home.
Leaving aside the benefits this money will bring to scientific research and medical development, the subsequent interview process completely spiraled out of control.
Several reporters had prepared a series of aggressive questions about his lack of energy and wavering political views, but with the help of that thank-you letter, Winston seemed to be surrounded by an invincible halo of sainthood.
The Father uttered the devil's whispers:
"My fellow citizens of the Holy Land, patrons of Her Majesty the Queen, when I fell in Westminster Palace, it was not due to physical weakness, but rather, in the instant I received the seal of the Cabinet, that I offered my soul to the eternal will that resides deep within Buckingham Palace, resonating with the very life of the nation."
"Now, I rise again with the decrees I brought back from that sacred throne, and in addition to absolute loyalty to His Majesty, my government will also fulfill its practical responsibilities to this land."
"We face internal threats: heretics lurking in the shadows of the streets, and terrorists attempting to destabilize the nation through chaos. They believe they can exploit this turmoil, but I declare here: the government has been reorganized, and we will eradicate these cancers at all costs, fighting in factories, sewers, and every assembly hall contaminated by heresy, without compromise, until the last spark of betrayal is extinguished..."
Yes, Winston activated his skill and then used the opportunity to deliver his inaugural address.
Who would have thought of that?
You didn't mention you were going to give an inaugural speech before you came!
To be honest, so much has happened lately that people have forgotten that this prime minister hasn't made a single speech since taking office!
The reporters didn't have time to retreat and could only write furiously, their foreheads covered in sweat.
As I listened, I realized that the new prime minister seemed to have some ability and wasn't planning to just coast along.
……
The moment the evening paper appeared, the direction of public opinion became clear.
Within just a few hours, Winston's speech had been telegraphed to several major cities in Great Britain.
Before it even got dark, newsboys in Manchester were already shouting in the streets:
"Government Insider! Prime Minister Speaks Personally: The Nation Will Cleanse itself of the Shadow!"
"A divine message! He received a divine message! He must come to buy the newspaper tomorrow morning!"
"St. Bartholomew's Hospital testifies! The Prime Minister was injured for the people!"
"Secret meeting! Heresy! New Prime Minister vows to cleanse London of darkness!"
As it turns out, when faced with truly big news, technological backwardness cannot stop the spread of information.
Winston Wheeler's name became truly known for the first time through his speech that day.