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Because it was nighttime, there were no witnesses.

But Bai Miao was certain that the deaths of these two people were definitely not the work of the hunter.

Hunters wouldn't make such elaborate hunting moves.

They have always valued efficiency.

Is this a warning to me?

Bai Miao felt an invisible hand enveloping the city of Yar.

Why didn't you come directly to me or to those two reporters?

Bai Miao continued reading and discovered an even more infuriating fact.

The two men died from having their blood drained, and the only bloodstain left at the scene was the word "informant."

The final report also detailed the lives of the two men, and the Clock newspaper claimed that they had informed the newspaper before their deaths that they wanted to interview Dr. Moriarty.

Now I'm the prime suspect.

Bai Miao cursed under his breath.

Sure enough, Bai Miao heard a commotion coming from outside the block.

Fortunately, not just anyone can enter Vic Street.

At the same time Bai Miao saw the report, Hearst also saw it. She anticipated that Vic Street would soon be hit by a media storm, and immediately decided to have the guards watch the gates of the block, not letting a single dog in.

Bai Miao's landline phone rang, and Hearst's voice came through when he answered.

“Dr. Moriarty, you’ll have to deal with the reporters outside the block yourself. All I can do is help you stop them.”

“That’s enough, thank you, Miss Hearst.”

"If I may ask you something, you're not the murderer, are you?"

"I went to great lengths to get these reporters to promote my clinic, why would I kill them?"

"Okay, that's settled then. You handle it well."

After saying that, Hearst hung up the phone.

Bai Miao sighed deeply, recalling the details of yesterday.

Is someone spying on me?

Why didn't the killer target Dr. Kelman, the Margaret family, or Miss Hearst?

Or did he simply think he would tell the reporter about Abyss Street?

Bai Miao felt more sorry for the two people involved in the reporter's death.

At the same time, Bai Miao also confirmed one thing: after nightfall, there were some people other than hunters who could also move around in Yar City.

However, if given the chance to avenge the reporter, Bai Miao wouldn't let it pass.

Would you dare to frame someone else?

However, the most urgent task is to deal with the media.

The medical ethics review committee did not address this matter.

Even if they confirm that Bai Miao is the murderer, because Bai Miao used to be a hunter, they will not get involved.

But with his media reputation ruined, it became almost impossible for him to connect with other people in high society.

Bai Miao, dressed neatly, walked slowly to the entrance of the street, where many media outlets immediately took out their cameras to take pictures of him.

"boom!"

Bai Miao aimed carefully, pulled the trigger, and smashed all the raised cameras.

An uproar immediately broke out in the crowd.

"Friends from the press, please respect my portrait rights. As a hunter, I really dislike being photographed and publicly displayed in the newspaper."

Bai Miao cleared his throat: "I know you're all curious about whether I'm the murderer. I can tell you very clearly that I'm not the murderer. I was hoping to promote my clinic through the Clock Newspaper. At this critical juncture, why would I murder two reporters I had a pleasant conversation with?"

"But...but you were once a hunter..."

White Moriarty, the former hunter and now a rehabilitation physician, had his name gradually spread among the people attending the ball, so most of the reporters present knew some of Bai Miao's situation.

“A hunter wouldn’t use such a low-level method. This isn’t hunting; it’s a far more despicable act of murder.”

Bai Miao sensed that the murderer had a hint of wanting to show off.

He seemed to think he had completed a work of art.

The more this is the case, the more Bai Miao has to criticize the murderer's behavior in front of the media as being heinous and despicable.

"Do you have any more questions?"

Bai Miao took the initiative to answer the reporters' questions.

"I have... Dr. Moriarty, could you tell me about the contents of your interview? Does the word 'whistleblower' imply that there are any secrets in your interview that cannot be disclosed?"

Bai Miao smiled slightly: "I don't know if you will receive the same treatment after I tell you, but I can tell you something."

Bai Miao held up two fingers: "A large part of the content is about my clinic and my personal life. You can think about what you would prepare if you were interviewing a newly promoted doctor. This is something every reporter would do."

The reporters present all nodded in agreement.

"Secondly, regarding Abyss Street, this is also the reason why I believe they were harmed."

Without a second thought, Bai Miao knew that yesterday's interview notes must have been taken and destroyed by the murderer.

"Abyss Street?!"

The reporters began to stir again, but the manner in which their two colleagues died was still vivid in their minds, making them afraid to ask any further questions.

Abyss Street, a place that existed only in rumors, could it be that someone was actually killed because of information about Abyss Street?

Who is guarding the secrets of Abyss Street? Why is this hunter completely unharmed?

After Bai Miao and the other reporters had digested the information, he continued, "Of course, I didn't give this information away for free. Kent and his team are willing to exchange it for the rumors about the hunter Favre that have circulated over the years. I personally have a strong interest in this legendary hunter, and if you have any relevant information, I'm willing to pay a high price to acquire it, but only if it's confirmed."

Bai Miao didn't know what conditions would be needed to gather so many media outlets next time, so he simply took this opportunity to issue a reward.

"Rumors and hearsay that I haven't heard of will be rewarded with 100 echoes; a traceable clue will be rewarded with 1000 echoes; if someone has seen Favre and knows more details about him, I will reward him with 10000 echoes; if someone can lead me to Favre, I will give him 100,000 echoes!"

They've issued a wanted notice.

The reporters focused on the final 100,000 responses.

What does 100,000 responses mean?

Ten thousand responses are enough to buy a three-bedroom apartment outright.

Reporters' salaries are only around 200 yuan a month.

Being a journalist in Arles is considered a respectable job.

This is nothing short of a bombshell.

Bai Miao immediately steered the news towards the search for Favre.

As for whether Bai Miao is the murderer or not?

Who cares about him!

No one has any evidence, and even if he really did kill him, no one can do anything about his identity as a hunter.

Hunters have the power of life and death within the city of Yar.

As for his own clinic, Bai Miao felt that he could also ride this wave of publicity.

Moriarty, the rehabilitation doctor, had truly made a name for himself in the city of Arl.

However, most people are not concerned about his rehabilitation department situation, but rather about his high-priced search for clues about Favre.

Bai Miao was also a little excited at this moment, wondering if he could use money to pave a way out?

As long as it doesn't involve the Abyss Street, the black hands in Yar City shouldn't come looking for them on their own.

Let's use a money offensive and find Favre first.

Favre's allegiance is quite clear: he is on Delis's side. Given the close relationship between Delis and Favre, finding Favre would only benefit the subsequent exploration of the dark side of Yar City!

It might just be a powerful asset.

"I want to change the echo."

"Boom!!"

A bloodstone block nearly 20 meters in diameter was piled up by Bai Miao in the Hearst family's courtyard.

"!?!?"

Hearst gasped, looked up, and found his neck aching.

"This...this...this..."

"Stop with this and that, can we change it? If not, I'll find someone else."

"It can be exchanged!"

Hearst quickly grabbed Bai Miao: "I can give you two million Echoes, a very reasonable exchange rate. If you trust me, just give me this Bloodstone, and I'll give you the Echoes directly!"

Two million responses is no small number; it's practically a number that can't be counted one by one.

In fact, after the number of echoes exceeded 100,000, the upper class in Arl generally used checks for transactions.

Too many are inconvenient to carry.

But Bai Miao said, "I want a response, not a check!"

Hearst's expression changed drastically: "You, are you crazy? Where are you going to put it... Oh right, you have a personal space... But I don't have that many echoes on me, I'll have to go to the bank to get them."

“Then take it. After you’re done, have the carriage dump all the echoes in my yard and pile them up like a mountain.”

"Sigh... okay, I'll call the bank."

Hearst sighed helplessly, but Bai Miao had given far too much.

I can make about 10% profit by reselling such a large piece of bloodstone.

Although Hearst was not short of money, she still enjoyed the feeling of her wealth accumulating.