(There is some original text in this chapter that is always unavoidable, but I have changed a lot of interesting things in it. You can decide for yourself whether to read it or not. In addition, there are some little easter eggs that you can discover for yourself.)

There were only two people on this train. One of them was Andrew Gattuso, the head of the investigation team, representing the school board. At this time, he was looking out the window, his heart racing, as if the lush scenery outside the window was for

What he blooms in general.

As the chief financial officer of the Gattuso family, he is naturally a mixed race, but his ability to speak and speak... rather is because his bloodline is too low. This time he was appointed as the team leader and was able to go to the secret party's largest investment project.

He was actually very happy while observing the Kassel College.

Imagine how comfortable it would be for an old accountant who has been immersed in financial work for decades to suddenly start to play the role of an imperial envoy, inspecting his projects majestically.

He felt that it was necessary to take this opportunity to give a warning to the people in the college. These lawless guys have always refused to take money as money for so many years.

The most egregious among them is Angers. He often travels with funds on the pretext of working, and buys all kinds of luxuries, precious antiques, etc. for his office. The money Angers squanders often comes from the school directors.

Called on the account.

But fortunately, he obtained the highest authorization from the school board to impeach the powerful principal in the college. He had even imagined what he would look like when he bossed around the legendary dragon slayer who stood at the top of the hybrid race.

There are also the cold-blooded guys in the execution department who never use unscrupulous means or consider the consequences when doing tasks.

Andrew was once woken up by a phone call late at night, asking him to mobilize 5 tons of reserve gold from the underground vault in New York, USA, and transport it to southern Africa, just because the execution department was ruthless when besieging a third-generation breeder and killed that guy in front of the local indigenous people.

Cut into pieces.

That guy hides in the gold veins and uses gold as food. He is the god of wealth worshiped by the local indigenous people. The muscles and bones of his body are soaked with gold elements, and the fragments are like pure gold. The indigenous people think that these outsiders have killed the gods, so

Demand compensation. If they cannot compensate for a new golden dragon beast, the people in the execution department will be hung in cages until they die. It is said that they can be used to stuff sausages or something...

In order to cover up this incident and resolve the conflict peacefully... Don't ask why it was resolved peacefully, Mr. Chu, the ace of the execution department, almost couldn't suppress his Murasame and went to save his teammates. Fortunately, the academy stopped him in time and used the gold to cast it.

A model of a dragon beast was given as a gift to the natives in exchange for the captured commissioners.

To this day, this golden statue still stands deep in the jungles of southern Africa, and U.S. military spy satellites have mistaken it for some kind of missile launcher several times.

Andrew was fed up with the students' misbehaving style under Angers' education. It would be impossible if he did not straighten out the school spirit and discipline! In the days when Andrew went to school, there were boys' and girls' schools. The students were polite and respected their teachers. Andrew believed that those were the students.

The style it should have.

He took this opportunity to demonstrate his leadership skills.

"The train will arrive at the terminal in five minutes, and it has begun to slow down." The young secretary walked behind Andrew and bowed slightly.

He is another person on this train.

Andrew immediately corrected his sitting posture and expression, and looked back at the secretary coldly. This secretary was not his subordinate, but the secretary assigned by Mr. Frost Gattuso, who was said to be a young man who could be trained.

"Are you all ready with the information, Patsy?" Andrew asked.

"Ready, sir." The young man named Passi replied in elegant Italian.

Andrew is actually very satisfied with Patsy's efficiency and diligence. He seems to be a promising young man. One of his few shortcomings is that he always seems to have his beautiful blond hair combed into long bangs to cover his entire eyes, especially when he bows.

,Andrew couldn't see his eyes.

"As members of the investigation team, we will seriously inspect the operation of Cassel College this time to ensure that every penny spent by the school board is used effectively. If there is waste, violation of regulations, or errors in educational principles, we will

It will be dealt with seriously in accordance with the school board charter."

"We represent the school board, and we have the highest authority! Do you understand?" Andrew said in a lecturing tone.

"Mr. Andrew, our main target is still the student named Chu Zihang." Passi reminded, "If the scope of the investigation expands, I'm worried that there will not be enough manpower and time."

"That student with bad records?" Andrew frowned, "His matter has been decided!"

…

…

"The truth about your mother's fart is final! I'm going to risk my life today to protect Chu Zihang!" Fingel yelled with red eyes, and his fingers were tapping on the keyboard like flying. He hadn't slept all night.

This was in the central control room in Kassel. Fingel turned around and grabbed a dozen files on the table.

All entrances and exits were locked, and the experts from the executive department who had been stationed here for many years were temporarily invited to work in the conference hall of the "Hall of Valor", giving up the most complete command center of Kassel College.

"King of Paparazzi" Fingel needs this control room because it is the only command center that can bypass the authority of "Norma". The two black cards of Angers and Night Watch are left in the card slots.

Dual authorization from the principal and vice-principal ensures that nothing that happens in this room today will be stored on Norma's hard drive matrix.

The cipher machine, which is composed of countless small alchemical metal parts, prints at high speed, making a crisp "pop" sound; high-definition pictures are downloaded from servers around the world, and the printouts are stapled to the decrypted files. Video

Projected in 3D in the center of the hall...

"Beast!" Fingel shook his head and threw out the document.

"Violent maniac!" He sighed and threw out another one.

"Too damn arrogant!" He tutted repeatedly.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Is this okay?" He widened his eyes and slammed a document on the table, "How much does the executive department love the president of the Lion Heart Association?

Even this immoral thing helped him suppress it!"

The document is the front page headline of the New York Times in April 2009, "Pregnant serial murder ends in bloody way." The accompanying picture shows a blood-covered human figure lying dead in front of the hospital's main entrance. The front door of the hospital is

A ten-meter-high glass curtain wall.

The deceased seemed to be pierced through the heart at the moment he was in the air, and all the blood in his body was sprayed behind him under heavy pressure, as if a huge spray paint can had sprayed a dripping red on the glass curtain wall.

"Boss, the comment is inappropriate. It's not 'immoral' but 'violent and cruel'..." A younger brother next to him reminded me tactfully.

"It doesn't matter whether it's 'immoral' or 'violent and cruel'!" Fingel went crazy, "How do I clear my name from this! Ah! How do I clear my name?"

"It's so damn hard for me to graduate!"

"Alas..." Fingel sighed heavily and drank up the Coke in one gulp. "It turns out that this piece of shit Chu Zihang was a complete lunatic during the execution of the mission, and he was very performative. He basically left some behind every time.

Material for media reporting.”

"Boss, I have to point out that this is not the worst... The Cape Town Baseball Center was flattened by him. That night was the South African leg of the Linkin Park global tour. Countless spectators were waiting outside, preparing to enter, and then their clothes were instantly removed.

Burned out, witnessed the whole process..." There was deep despair in the younger brother's tone.

"Who does he think he is..." Fingel silently put his face on the table. It seemed that he could not finish his work.

"There's more, there's more!" Another boy came over, "The 'Night Wanderer' serial murderer in Stockholm in April 2010, the murderer was contaminated by dragon blood from an unknown source, and was almost transformed into a 'Deadpool'

.”

"Chu Zihang had an encounter with him before he arrived in the early morning, and he was hanged with a hanging rope in front of the 'City Hall', a tourist attraction that must be passed by... 80 meters above the ground."

"Witnesses filmed the whole process and synchronized it on their website... Although we can't see the faces of Chu Zihang and the prisoner in the picture, there is no doubt that Chu Zihang used words unscrupulously.

spirit."

"Judging from the picture, the sound and light effects of the two sides fighting in the thick fog are fully turned on, and they are also accompanied by rock music with a first-class rhythm. It looks really passionate!"

"Damn it! Why do you have to get involved!" Fingel shouted desperately.

"More than 300 million people around the world watched that video, and YouTube had the highest number of visits that month." The younger brother added in a heavy tone.

"That's enough for him!" Fingel clasped his hands together and inserted them into his disheveled hair, slumping down in the chair.

At this time, his cell phone rang again at an inappropriate time. Fingel took out his cell phone with despair, "Hello?"

"How are you doing there?" came the anxious voice of the night watchman, "The investigation team has arrived, and I'm waiting at the school gate to welcome them!"

"Not very good..." Fingel said feebly.

"You brat, remember what I said." The night watchman said, "I'll hold them off for a while first, and you can hold them off for as long as I can, as soon as possible."

He hung up the phone, then put on a warm smile and stared ahead as the No. 1000 train slowly stopped.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!"

“Welcome the school board’s investigation team to come and provide guidance.”

"Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Andrew!"

Andrew took the first step out of the train and suddenly wanted to retreat to the carriage in panic.

Why is it a float? What's going on? What are these waving flags for? What do these boys and girls holding bouquets filling the train station mean? Damn it, this sloppy old guy wearing a Hawaiian floral shirt who came up to hug him.

who?

Wait a minute! I had clearly seen the profiles of all the important figures in the academy before coming here... I didn't see this face with a nose like a wine trough!

"Brother Andrew!" The night watchman stepped forward and hugged him deeply, patting his back vigorously, not caring at all that Andrew was almost fainting from the smell of alcohol.

Another girl with chestnut hair and ridiculous beauty came up and put a Hawaiian-style lei on Andrew's head, and pushed him onto the float painted with a Q-version of five-color dragons.

"What...what's going on? What kind of battle is this? A kidnapping?" Andrew was dumbfounded and turned back to look at Patsy for help.

Patsy quickly followed up and leaned into Andrew's ear, "This should be the motorcade sent to greet you... This is probably... Mr. Vice-Principal."

"Deputy...vice principal?" Andrew's mind went blank. He had never heard of the position of vice principal at Cassel College.

Judging from the organizational structure, President Angers directly manages the ‘School Board’ responsible for the operation of the college and the ‘Academic Committee’ responsible for educational research.

There is no such thing as a vice-principal in that committee. With Principal Angers’ strong execution ability, there is no need for any assistance from the vice-principal, right?

"He has another title," Patsy whispered, "Night Watchman."

Andrew shuddered slightly. What about the statuesque handsome face in the photo? What about the Greek nose? What about the slender curly hair that is between a libertine and a rock youth? What about that charming look between coquettishness and innocence?
To be continued...