Chu Zihang was lying on a comfortable recliner. Beside him, the psychologist from Gattuso's family and Masashi Toyama, a psychology teacher from Kassel College, were busy together. After a while, Masashi Toyama asked the person at the conference table

The direction bowed slightly, indicating that Chu Zihang had entered a hypnotic state.

"Is this your arrangement?" Manstein asked Schneider next to him in an extremely low voice. He did not believe that Schneider could watch his students being tied to the seats like mice.

Thanks to the abilities he developed while cheating with Guderian at Harvard, no one could hear their conversation even if the people here were all advanced mixed-breeds with amazing hearing.

Schneider had no need to hide anything: "In order to prevent them from doing anything, our people must also participate."

Knowing that his students were following him, he quietly approached Professor Toyama Masashi while Manstein and Guderian were rushing to write a manuscript. The method of hypnotic interrogation was not very glorious, and many people were dissatisfied with it.

Shameful, but the executive department of a self-proclaimed violent organization spends a lot of money.

So in order to prevent the situation from really developing to this point, he quietly told Masashi Toyama to be prepared. If the other party proposed to use hypnosis test, let him participate in doing some tricks. At least Chu Zihang should stay a little bit awake, and don't let him do anything.

Tell everything.

But judging from the way Toyama Masashi secretly shook his head just now, his hands and feet couldn't do it.

Looking at Chu Zihang, whose eyes were in trance, like a patient quietly waiting for surgery after taking general anesthesia, Andrew nodded with satisfaction, and then said to the elders at the conference table: "In order to prevent someone from hypnotizing

Sometimes, please allow me to confirm whether he is in a hypnotic state before formally asking questions."

"Okay." Beowulf nodded, and then looked at the vice principal, as if asking for his opinion.

The vice-principal glared back: "What are you looking at me for? My commandments have been broken, how can I interfere?"

In order to ensure that hypnosis can proceed normally, only within this conference hall, the word spirit and commandments that can suppress the hybrid ability and word spirit have been lifted.

Beowulf, who ignored his attitude, said: "No, I just want to ask, does the vice principal have anything to ask?"

"I don't have anything to ask." The vice-principal burped, "Just don't ask about people's personal privacy."

"Of course, I won't ask him how many girls he has a crush on." Andrew said humorously, but it seemed like he was trying to adjust the atmosphere without making other people laugh. Instead, he wanted to tear him alive.

The gaze seems a little heavier.

He stood next to Chu Zihang and coughed twice, then lowered his head so that Chu Zihang, whose eyes were wandering, could see him: "Mr. Chu Zihang, can you hear me?"

Chu Zihang's defeated boy looked at the shadow that was covering him blankly, and then said slowly like a person with a speech impediment: "...Okay."

Andrew nodded. Like him, the family hypnotist never disappoints. Even without the next question, he had already confirmed that Chu Zihang was completely in a hypnotic state, but the process still had to go through.

"Before that, I want to ask you a question." Andrew looked at Chu Zihang's dull eyes and asked, "What do you think of your appointment as the vice president of the Lion Heart Club?"

This is indeed not a sensitive issue, but the people on Chu Zihang's side are not happy.

Without letting anyone wait for long, Chu Zihang said softly: "Actually, I am not a competent president. Compared to the other two vice-presidents, my existence is like a mascot."

These self-revealing remarks caused quite a stir among the student community. After careful reflection, the members of the Lion Heart Club discovered that the seemingly majestic Vice President Chu, in addition to being present at various activities, seemed to be really

I haven't done any substantial work in the society.

Then they realized that Chu Zihang had achieved great achievements in his freshman year, and they should not doubt their own president. They stared at Andrew who raised this question with gritted teeth, praying that he would not leave too early.

Andrew who asked this question was also a little surprised. This student who was said to be able to arm-wrestle with Master Caesar actually had such a side. Then taking advantage of this momentum, he said: "Actually, regarding the mascot issue, I am

I have heard other opinions.”

In the audience, Schneider and Manstein exclaimed inwardly: "It's not good to prevent someone from doing anything. It's all fake. The next question is the real purpose!"

"Actually, compared to you, Lu Mingfei, the current president of Lionheart Club, is the real mascot." Ignoring the commotion behind him, Andrew quickly asked the next question as if he was afraid of being interrupted.

Question, "After all, I have never seen him attend any activities, and when the new generation of elites in the college are privately ranked, they will subconsciously exclude him. Is this because he is really not good at sociability, or...

…What is he hiding?”

"Counsellor Andrew, please be careful with your words." Lisa Bai Yin said coldly at the conference table, "This issue is not under discussion yet."

I said, girl, who is his subordinate between you and me! You will be embarrassed if you do this! Su Enxi silently put down her raised hand and secretly stuffed it while everyone's eyes were on Chu Zihang.

A piece of potato chip is chewing in the mouth.

Then she raised her head and met a pair of big shocked eyes. It was the girl school director. She seemed to be surprised as to why someone would do such a thing secretly on such a serious occasion. Then she wondered whether she should treat it as nothing.

When she saw it, she still wanted to tactfully remind her. A bulging packaging bag with colorful patterns rolled in front of her.

When she raised her head, she found that Su Enxi winked at her and made a zipper movement on his mouth, which probably meant: This is hush money.

The girl who encountered this situation for the first time hurriedly put away the packaging bags on the table. It was not that she was really interested in these snacks that she had never touched before. It was just that if this thing continued to be left in front of her, it would be seen later.

The one who couldn't tell was her.

Then the girl who had hidden the snacks suddenly remembered, where did Su Enxi get all these things from? After all, when she came in, her light business attire didn't seem to be able to hold so many things.

Andrew bowed slightly to Elizabeth Yin, and then said: "Sorry, dear Miss Laurent, this is not a sensitive issue, it is just pure curiosity."

Then he added: "Besides, even if President Lu is really hiding something, he won't tell others about it, right?" The next sentence he asked was for Chu Zihang.

His eyes were still blank, but he was used to talking in this state. Chu Zihang's speaking speed was no different from usual, and then he suddenly asked: "If you were a college student, would you go to elementary school or kindergarten, and where?

Do the children compare in height or size?"

"Of course not..." He subconsciously answered Chu Zihang's question. Andrew, who was suddenly asked, lowered his head and stared closely into Chu Zihang's eyes, trying to confirm whether he was still in a hypnotic state.

"Since you know everything, why are you asking the question just now?" Chu Zihang asked again, and the answer was so fluent that Andrew on the side was stunned for a while.

"You, what do you mean?" Andrew's voice was a little stuck. He glanced at the family's psychologist and understood from the latter's signal that Chu Zihang was still in a hypnotic state.

Chu Zihang's dull eyes reflected Andrew's somewhat panicked expression, and then he quietly said: "Comparing S-class with our A-class, do you underestimate S-class? Or do you underestimate A-class?

?”

There was obviously no expression in his eyes, but Andrew saw the ridicule, the ridicule directed at him: "The moon is hidden in the sky to give the stars a chance to express themselves, not to indicate that they do not exist."

The eloquent Andrew was momentarily speechless. This was not the answer he wanted to hear, but with the assurance of the family's psychologist, these words were undoubtedly Chu Zihang's innermost thoughts. He now has great hope,

Someone can give Chu Zihang a round of applause like he did after the vice principal spoke just now. In this way, he can get out of this embarrassing situation.

But there was no applause, not even the sound of secret discussions. Most of the people were probably suppressing laughter and watching his jokes. So, he heard laughter coming from the crowd, and finally some people couldn't hold it back.

Everyone looked at the conference table, where Su Enxi was just lying on the table and smashing it. She straightened up holding her belly and slapped her face a few times, obviously still holding back laughter: "I'm sorry... I'm really sorry.

I couldn’t hold it back!”

Ignoring Su Enxi, who seemed to be playing tricks, Beowulf broke the weird atmosphere: "That's enough! Andrew, you've wasted enough time."

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Beowulf!" Andrew wiped his cold sweat and stepped aside, making room for Chu Zihang.

Beowulf left the conference table and stood in front of Chu Zihang, who was silent. Looking into his dull eyes, Beowulf asked silently: "Your personal information shows that you were personally recruited by the current head of the execution department.

. And at that time, your estimated bloodline was only B-level. Although it is also very good, B-level bloodline is really not outstanding among the current students."

"Level B is just Norma's estimate and cannot be used as a complete reference." Chu Zihang replied.

"I know this." Beowulf nodded, "But even if Norma's estimate is biased, she will not misjudge a mixed-blood species that is now at the top of the A-level to be a B-level. What's more, according to the

It is recorded in some secret information that your mother has no signs of recessive dragon blood and is just a completely ordinary person. Your bloodline comes entirely from your father."

"This means that under the control of your mother, no matter how excellent your father's bloodline is, it is impossible to give birth to such an outstanding person as you... It should be said that it is an excellent bloodline." He looked down at Chu Zihang.

With a pair of godless eyes, "Can you tell me, what exactly did Angers give you that can help you improve your bloodline to this level?"

On the seats in the hall, someone's heartbeat began to beat violently unconsciously, just like the person Beowulf was asking was not Chu Zihang, but them.

Beowulf looked at each other with dull eyes, and Chu Zihang said directly without much thought: "The principal didn't give me anything..."

Someone in the seats outside cheered a little, then coughed quietly twice, and merged into the solemn environment again.

Beowulf nodded: "Then let me ask another way. Are you using anything to improve your bloodline? For example, some kind of forbidden technology, or some kind of potion?"

"No." Chu Zihang replied, crisply and without any hesitation. It was obvious that he said it subconsciously without thinking.

"Really?" Beowulf leaned close to his face, and the originally yellowish boy's hole completely turned into gold. Combined with his white robe, it gave people an incomparable sense of oppression.

If Beowulf's family hadn't spent nearly a thousand years proving that they were completely loyal to humans, the two of them would have been regarded as a dangerous hybrid, and it could only have been him.

With such a sense of oppression, Beowulf asked again: "Then what is going on with your bloodline?"

"Naturally... naturally... that's it..." Chu Zihang's body trembled uncontrollably, and a look of horror appeared on his face. This is the natural reaction of ordinary people when encountering large predators.

, which is very consistent with his current situation of being hypnotized.

"Is it natural..." Beowulf repeated this sentence subconsciously. It is very rare for a mixed race to remain recessive after awakening its bloodline. It can even be said to be non-existent.

"When are you going to ask?" The vice principal at the conference table interrupted his thoughts. He glanced at Chu Zihang and said, "If you continue to use Golden Boy to stimulate him like this, he will wake up.

.Don’t blame me for not reminding you, there are no rules here. When his uncontrollable speech spirit explodes, will you still accuse him of murdering a senator?"

Looking at the struggling Chu Zihang again, Beowulf's golden boy became depressed. He left Chu Zihang in the care of Masashi Toyama and returned to the conference table.

The vice-principal put down the empty wine bottle and burped without the slightest awareness of being a senior member of Cassel: "Hiccup~~Then what? What's your result?"

Beowulf looked around the conference hall. Except for the elders who were not interested in this issue at all, everyone, including the student representatives and representatives of the Gattuso family, were looking at him.

"If Chu Zihang doesn't have the terrible ability to lie despite being hypnotized, then what he just said should be true. I will apologize to him and compensate him after he wakes up..."

Before he could finish his words, the student representatives at the door let out huge cheers. After proving that the vice-president had no problem, he could still make the leader of the ancient dragon-slaying family surrender. This was undoubtedly a huge victory for them.

If Chu Zihang hadn't fallen asleep now, they would probably have rushed into the conference hall and thrown him high!

Some people in the seats of the senators applauded for this. So in a harmonious environment, some people broke down and shouted.

"This is impossible!" Andrew shouted in disbelief, and the loud voice even directly drowned out the cheers of the students.

He pointed at the sleeping Chu Zihang and shouted: "There must be something wrong there. He is indeed a dangerous hybrid. It's not wrong! This is the result of the family's observation, and it can't be wrong!"

Among the student representatives, Susie stood up: "You are the one who performed the hypnosis. It is up to you to confirm whether the hypnosis is effective. You also raised all the questions. So tell me what is the problem?"

Andrew, who was usually eloquent, was stopped by a little girl. He kept asking the family's psychologist if someone had tampered with him. After receiving no answer, he went to flip through the information given by the family to confirm the information above.

"Have you ever thought that the person who caused the problem was the one who gave the information to your family?"
Chapter completed!