Her Majesty novel Chapter 52

I got out of bed, rubbed my aching head, and clicked an APP on my mobile phone. It was a news APP in the city, sponsored by a website called Sunshine Newspaper, which had a big market in S city, and almost 80% of the citizens loved their news.

A line of striking big words into my eyes: SHAME! INNOCENT CIVILIANS WERE BEATEN AND THEIR HOMES TORN DOWN YESTERDAY!

Below was a picture, which was not very clear, but it showed a large crowd of people fighting around the bald men, while I stood behind and watched. Everyone's face was blurred, but my face was extremely clear.

I was short of breath, and then I looked down another headline: SHOCKED! UNSCRUPULOUS DEVELOPERS FORCED THE POLICE, WHO IS BEHIND THIS?

There was also a picture below, Ben and I took a cigarette, looking at the police, who seemed to be embarrassed.

If the previous news had made me extremely angry, the later report has made me cold.

This was a trap, which framed me and Mayor Chang to black. No wonder Mayor Chang was so angry.

It must be John Jiang did it. He might have had someone in the corner and secretly shoot us.

I clenched my phone in anger.

I ran to the living room angrily. The gang of drunks was disorderly lying on the ground. I kicked them angrily and shouted, “Wake up! Wake up! Bad news."

Ben opened his eyes and asked me blankly, “What is going on, Justin??”

I threw the mobile phone in front of him, said coldly, “Check by yourself, we got framed by someone yesterday!"

After a while, Ben immediately threw the phone on the ground angrily. I hurriedly said, “Stop, that is my mobile phone!"

But it was too late, the phone had been thrown to pieces.

I felt distressed and picked it up. It was a bad thing, nothing was right.

Ben apologized to me, “Justin, I am sorry that I was impulsive.”

I helplessly said, “Forget it. Find a way to solve it. Mayor Chang asked us to solve it in one day.”

The others had come over to ask what happened. Ben gave a simple explanation. These people immediately began to scold. Someone shouted that we should destroy the headquarters of the website, and some suggested that we should kidnap the family of the editor.

The more I listened, the more I got annoyed, and shouted, “Shut up!"

The house was suddenly quiet.

I asked Ben, “What do you say?"

Ben answered, “Nothing we can do but pay with money. Everyone does business for money?"

I thought so, so I began to look for the contact information of website chief editor on the Internet, soon I found her name was Anna Mills, which was a woman's name.

But for now, whoever she was, getting her to remove the story as the first priority.

I immediately called her, and after a while a sweet woman's voice sounded, “Hello?'

I asked, “Are you Anna Mills?"

The voice on the other end of the phone immediately changed and she said coldly, "Who are you? What do you want to do with Anna Mills?"

I asked again, “Are you Anna Mills?"