CHAPTER XXVIII

Konstantin wrapped up his trench coat and walked the streets of London.

A misty drizzle was falling in the sky, painting the sky a gloomy gray, and boots tapping on the concrete pavement.

In the roadside park, there is a young man who clearly looks like a Middle Easterner, dressed in modern clothes, holding a sign that reads, "I'm not a terrorist, hug me, okay?" ”

In the past, there may have been countless British people vying to hug him at this time, to show the enthusiasm and kindness of the people of the British Empire.

Unfortunately, as the demonstrations intensified, and with the British government's obvious bias, any London resident had a great aversion to the Middle Easterners.

These refugees, who claim to be "lawyers", "doctors", "engineers" and other high-level intellectuals, are in fact just poor creatures who have left their homeland and abandoned the war-torn motherland to seek protection in the civilized world.

They are all indulgent and hardworking, and would rather enjoy the social welfare of the United Kingdom in a comfortable manner than step out of the house and look for a job;

One by one, they were ignorant and partial, questioning and even hostile to the Christianity that the British had always believed, believing that the worship of Christ by the British had seriously hurt their feelings;

Robbery, theft, human trafficking, and vicious crimes emerge one after another, and there are always "gentle refugees" who come out to wash the floor, claiming that these bad people are only a small part of the refugee group.

What makes London residents despair the most is the behavior of the British top brass to pull the strings.

The reason why refugees commit crimes is not because you are not good at the British people, if the British people can really open their hearts and welcome these guests sincerely, then how can they still commit crimes?

So, be tolerant, tolerant, understanding, sympathetic to the refugees, and don't deport these poor people back to their shelled homeland for the slightest trivial thing – what's the difference between that and killing them outright? There is no death penalty in our British Empire now.

In the face of the boiling public, a number of media, including the BBC, accused these people of the resurgence of Nazism and a "dangerous force" that British society needs to be vigilant against.

Naturally, the people who were inexplicably detained did not give up, so all the media began to brainwash wildly, as always, to promote a non-mainstream lifestyle, to unite LGBT, people of color, women's rights, extreme animal protection and refugees in the Middle East, and to advocate that this is a model of mutual understanding and tolerance, and this is the power of human progress.

History is always strikingly similar, and the white-left ideology confined to a small area has once again triumphed over the big with a small one, overpowering the discontent of the people.

On some online forums, there is even a popular joke -

"When they were advocating for LGBT, I didn't speak up because I didn't care about LGBT;

When they preached equal rights for blacks, I didn't speak because I didn't care about blacks;

When they advocated women's rights and animal protection, I didn't speak, because I didn't care about women's rights and animal protection;

Later, when they began to bring in refugees en masse, I was speechless, because I found that the public opinion of the society as a whole had been completely hijacked by special groups, and any opposition would be criticized as opposing the way of life in modern society, against the progressive forces of mankind, and against everything.

There's no one to speak for me anymore. ”

The vast majority of ordinary people are silent, they are hidden among the general public, and they use a diving attitude to examine the whole of social opinion.

Although they have the most simple universal values and the largest number of people, because of their silence, they have failed.

This is the case in the propaganda front, once the people in certain quarters have an attitude of indifference and inaction, then there are so-called special groups in that area, and they will quickly rush to the propaganda front, control and manipulate the torrent of public opinion, and sweep everything away.

This is true for LGBT, for abolition of the death penalty, for black equality, for women's rights, for animal protectionism, and for refugee imports.

The people of the British Empire have finally tasted the bitter fruits of a long "indifferent attitude".

Anyone can see that the British government's move will only consume the people's hearts, and will only accumulate contradictions in secret, which will one day burst out.

For now, however, Prime Minister Rachel Ross has done a decent job, and thanks to the help of the Bloodline think tank, she has managed to keep public opinion within the right range.

Dissatisfied, angry, depressed, but at the same time have a humble hope that they will not have the luxury of obtaining the "justice" they want through violent means.

To put it bluntly, in the eyes of the blood clans that rule the whole of Europe, fooling and manipulating the people is no more difficult than the village pig breeding teaching manual.

Konstantin pulled his thoughts back, and it was natural that he did not see a single London pedestrian hugging the young Middle Eastern, on the contrary, the eyes of the British people were full of indifference and coldness when they skimmed over him.

Some of the Scottish Yard police officers, dressed in conspicuous uniforms, stood on the side of the road to supervise, unabashedly brandishing their throwing sticks, staring at these British "compatriots" with cold eyes, warning them not to make any radical moves towards the young people of the Middle East, so as not to hurt this "distinguished guest".

These London police officers are imposing a curfew and, according to Prime Minister Rachel Ross in a televised address, this is to "stop the riots from intensifying further." ”

"Riots? It's ridiculous that even the Germans bombed day and night during World War II didn't stop the British from going to the library to borrow books. ”

Konstantin paused, looked up, and looked at the large electronic billboards hanging high above the floors on either side of the commercial street.

"Strength comes from unity, and unity comes from faith."

The slogan comes from the fact that Prime Minister Ross, the Margaret Thatcher-like strong woman, commanded the cabinet with a strong command, calling on the people to unite in these extraordinary times, to believe in God, to believe in the British Constitution, to believe in democracy.

Konstantin smiled playfully, and the hazy rain hit the cigarette in his mouth, diluting the slight light of Xi's fire.

He continued his way towards King's Cross.

The street where the bloodshed took place is no longer in any form of chaos, except for the masonry workers who are repairing the walls on the side of the street, everything is business as usual - the London police strictly prohibit any London residents from holding any kind of memorial here, and violators will face jail time.

Konstantin walked into Diagon Alley and ruffled his hair to pull away the wet Liuhai.

He entered 93 Diagon Alley, went up to the second floor of the laboratory, and slammed the door to the office.

"Please come in." Leon's voice came from inside the door.

Konstantin walked inside and found another person inside, a young wizard.

"Boss, I'm here to report."

Konstantin retracted his gaze and said respectfully to Leon, "Do you have any assignments for me?" ”

"Yes." Leon nodded, pointed at the young wizard, and said calmly, "This is Harry Potter, your colleague, the savior prophesied by wizards, and the operator of the magic web system. ”

John Constantine greeted Harry Potter reservedly, and he could feel the majestic power in the wizard's body.

"In the next few days, I hope that the two of you can make a difference in the dire situation in London."

Leon snapped his fingers nonchalantly, and immediately an octopus servant flew over and placed two garment bags in front of Harry and Constantine.

Konstantin opened the garment bag, revealing a black cloak, a round top hat, and a ceramic mask.

On the white porcelain mask was a face that was very familiar to the two Englishmen.

The face of the Catholic Englishman who tried to bombard the House of Lords with black powder in 1605, Guy Fawkes.

The mask is engraved with a playful smile, a slightly sinister black beard, and two hollow eye sockets look deep.

"I gave you a makeshift combination and came up with a name."

Li Ang tapped the table lightly with the knuckles of his fingers, and said calmly: "What do you think, what do you think of the name 'V-word vendetta'?" ”