Commissioner Carl stood at the door of Kassel College and looked up at this huge European-style classical hollowed-out iron door. Behind the door was a maple leaf forest that opened just right. The black castle was hidden in the golden maple forest, like a giant castle.
The dragon is hidden in the golden mountains, and its majestic head and horns are exposed from the top.
How long has it been since I went back to Kassel College? Commissioner Karl dragged his suitcase and looked at the familiar college behind the door, feeling relieved that he had been away for a long time. How do you say that sentence? Oh, by the way, this is where the dream begins.
!
"It's so beautiful, Kassel College." Commissioner Carl took a deep breath of fresh air. Because it is located in the wilderness of Illinois, the green environment of his alma mater is always countless times better than that of big cities. I still remember
During those few years in school, his physical fitness and health were almost at an all-time high. Unfortunately, when he later entered the executive department, he was either enveloped in the mist of his seniors or exposed to the exhaust fumes of various extreme working environments every day.
, poisoned by poisonous gas.
Suddenly, Commissioner Carl felt a deep sense of nostalgia. It was not that he was dissatisfied with the days he was currently working in the Executive Department. It was his ideal to go all over the world to sacrifice his life for the ideal of slaying dragons, so no matter how hard it was, he was tired.
It's nothing...but it should be said or not. Only after you go to class can you remember the good times in school and jail. This sentence is true.
I remember that Commissioner Carl was a famous figure in the school in any case. He had an excellent pedigree, top grades, and his appearance was the most eye-catching little red flower in the crowd. When he first entered school, all the freshmen fraternity were so excited.
He must pull himself up to become the main force challenging the established student union and Lionheart Club.
Although I jumped into the student union without looking back... But I can't blame myself. The Lion Heart Club has high requirements. Although I am good enough, I have not yet reached the threshold of the Lion Heart Club. Being young and energetic, I naturally feel that
I have not recognized my talent, and you, the Lion Heart Club, did not give me face because you were short-sighted. When I shine in the school for a while, you, the president of the Lion Heart Club, will not sigh with regret that you missed such a pillar of talent, and then sent the top star of the Lion Heart Club overnight.
The little girl came to seduce me?
Imagination is beautiful, but reality is skinny. The fact is that Lions Heart Club didn’t give Commissioner Carl much attention until he graduated. Although Commissioner Carl also knew that Lion Heart Club was not a place that sought fame and reputation, he still had a crush on it.
Student groups hold onto stereotypes until graduation.
Then I was slapped in the face after graduation.
Most of the really awesome ACEs (aces) in the execution department are members of the Lionheart Club. They are ruthless and don't talk much. When you go on a mission with them, you only need to open your mouth and clear the way for the big boss, and you can take advantage of them.
The boss will point out the way and lead you all the way to A. You can just lie down and mix your seniority and bonus.
There are more powerful ones. You don’t even need to open your mouth. You can just bring someone with you. The mission requires information. You are still trying your best to check the execution department strategy guide. When you look back, you see that the boss has already put all the characters’ relationships on the wall.
The line is connected; while you are still struggling to understand this picture, the boss on the pager has already coldly asked you to prepare the torture tools. He has captured the key person; so you are full of shock and thinking.
When the vise was good or the soldering iron was good, the boss opened the door and threw the person on the ground and said nonchalantly that it would save some time. I chatted with him casually on the way and he said everything; your eyes widened and you said, let’s take it.
Is it time to go straight to Huanglong? The boss looked at you and shook his head and said, "No need. I already took a detour to eliminate their stronghold before coming back."
You were dumbfounded and asked what to do next? The boss looked at you with deep eyes and answered you, now it's time to think about how to add you to the mission report, so that it seems that you have indeed done something to cooperate with me...
The most troublesome part of the whole task for the elder is how to reasonably add the "you who have done nothing" like a vase when writing the task report, so as not to affect the "teamwork" of the elder in the year-end evaluation of the execution department.
"A small fraction of an item.
How efficient and cold, if I were a girl, I would have knelt down and sang conquest to the boss during that mission.
...Then Carl regretted it. It’s not that the student union was not good. He was indeed very happy in the student union back then. The president of every student union was handsome and rich, and the same was true for his period.
Situation. The chairman pays allowances to members, holds small parties on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and holds large teams on Tuesday, April, and Saturday. He has a day off on weekends and will do it again next weekend according to the same specifications. The main focus is a happy education.
The student union also has its own faction in the executive department, and it is not weak. The most powerful thing about the student union is the network of relationships. No matter what the task is, which city you go to, and you encounter any problems that need to be solved through relationships, if someone in your team
There is a member from the student union, which means that your mission is almost smooth until the part that requires force! Because you can always trust this guy from the student union to clear all the obstacles you encounter with just one phone call!
The student union's relationship network is almost in every corner of the world. The relationship may be so strong that if you go on a business trip to a small country in South Africa whose place name cannot be found on the map, but the rampant thugs and bandits make it difficult to move forward, then as the student union, you,
Naturally, I casually posted a message in the internal network to see if any seniors could help.
Then you realize that you just posted in the morning, and you are still squatting on the roadside frowning and eating the local specialty hard naan. Before you finish eating the naan, you hear the sound of the green jeep on the other side of the road braking suddenly, and you look up to see the leader of the largest local warlord.
The car came over, respectfully lit a cigarette for you, and gave you a mink coat. He then shot the naan stall owner who was watching in amazement, and asked you with concern, how can a rich man eat this?
What a terrible thing. The beauties in the villa and the local army have already sorted it out. Brother, we will fight wherever you want...
——In fact, Carl actually did this. Afterwards, the student union senior told him that his family was one of the directors of the Pan-American Jewelry Business Community that sold raw diamond mines guarded by the local warlord, which basically meant that he had strangled the warlord.
Neck, they buy local diamonds, so that warlords and rebels have the funds to buy harder and thicker gun barrels. If one day they suddenly don't recognize the diamonds there, then most of the current warlords will collapse, because diamonds
This kind of thing is always valuable only when a group of people say it is valuable. Otherwise, it is just a pile of beautiful shiny stones. If the higher authorities don’t recognize the value of your pile of stones, it can only be just stones. You don’t have money to buy bullets and guns.
, your tyranny will be overthrown.
But regardless of what should be said, Karl still couldn't accept the scene of the big warlord dragging him to a bank party in the villa. Although mixed-races are basically immune to most diseases as long as they don't commit suicide, he feels that AIDS should still be feared, and he should be responsible for himself.
Be responsible for your future significant other.
The Lion Heart Club is good, and the Student Union is good...but men, they are bitches, they are turbulent, and it is normal for them to change their minds when they see different things (forcing the truth).
If you say that the student union is a blond, cheerful, ambitious, rich sister who will hug you and lead you to sing the true meaning of life when you have nothing to do; the Lion Heart Club must be a black-haired and cold-faced person, who will only nod politely when seeing you, and talk to each other.
The lonely Hei Changzhi deliberately kept a distance that was neither too far nor too close. After making eye contact, he turned around and left without any nostalgia.
...Which man doesn’t like the long, straight black hair of Sanwu Yujie? (Commissioner Karl’s trembling voice)
But it’s too late. I didn’t know black hair was good when I was young, and mistakenly thought golden retriever was a treasure.
This statement is very suspicious of a scumbag, but Commissioner Karl, who has a well-established and popular student union faction, is a bit shameful. Less than a year after graduation, he was raped by a black man in the executive department... Oh no, it is
The brothers and sisters of the Lion Heart Society are dyed blue (the badge of the Lion Heart Society is more golden-blue. Specifically, the blue background has a golden embossed half-decayed World Tree, and a male lion is trampling on dragons under the tree.
Hold your head high and raise your paws).
Mixed-races, especially male mixed-races, all have the plot of being strong, and everyone has a different definition of strong. They all say that the smallest unit of strength is freedom. Strength can bring freedom, and power can naturally also bring it.
Freedom, the essence of Lionheart Club and Student Union is nothing more than this...
But young little dragons always like to praise Yu Li! They think the thick-armed mixed-race ones are the prettiest. Even if they drive a pickup truck, bite a stick of self-rolled tobacco in their mouths, wear a black leather jacket and jeans, there will always be something on the door of the car anytime, anywhere.
Hanging a loaded Remington and eating half of a Mexican Taco for lunch, he looks much better than the Bugatti Veyron next door paired with Cuban cigars and Amani.
What you can't get is always in turmoil.
Who doesn't want to take on the entire difficult 'A' level mission single-handedly? The commander over the headset keeps telling you to be careful and be careful. The difficulty of this mission is particularly high. Then you say coldly: I
He had his own plan. Then he took off his headset, rushed into the tower with a knife, and started killing people randomly. Finally, he sat on a pile of corpses and built a new house with a 45° angle to the sky.
Karl sighed and cleared his mind of all the other things.
It's like being moved by the scene.
The environment in the executive department was so high-pressure that it crushed his brain. Does this mean that he was giving himself a long-lost vacation after skipping work this time?
"Do business, do business." Commissioner Karl patted his face, regained his composure and walked towards the security office at the iron gate.
Members outside the school generally have to go through formal channels if they want to return to school. It does not mean that you can come back casually if you want. Even if you are a full member of the executive department, if you want to return to school, you need to write a formal application with the dean, or have a lifelong
The professor endorses you.
Commissioner Carl has no way to go. This time he just defied the order and skipped class. Naturally, he didn't have a formal approval. He didn't dare to climb over the wall and smuggle into the school because he heard that the school was now in the school after being invaded last time.
Pigeons whose defenses are upgraded to the bell tower must have a signal source implanted in advance to avoid accidentally touching the defense system and being beaten to pulp by Norma when they fly out of range and then fly in again.
In fact, if I had to say it, it was okay to use the connections in the student union. After all, people from the student union had strong connections everywhere... But this time he didn't want to use the connections in the student union because it was inappropriate.
He could only rely on his own eloquence. Commissioner Karl sorted out the draft he had prepared in advance on the CC1000 Express, raised his head and walked over with a smile on his face and looked at the professor on duty who was sitting in the guard window with a newspaper open and reading, "
Well, hello, I am a 2002 level magic alchemist..."
Before he finished speaking, Commissioner Carl found that the iron gate beside him was opened, and a crack was revealed in the door. This made him swallow all the words in his stomach, and looked at the opened door in confusion.
Ah? Is it so easy for the college to release people now? Things have happened two or three times. Shouldn’t it be extremely difficult to review the personnel entering and leaving? Not to mention checking the household registration of the third generation, turn over the household registration of this generation.
It should be the norm everywhere, right?
Could it be fishing?
Karl suddenly became cautious and touched the inside of his brown windbreaker. He looked around vigilantly. The winding mountain road was clean, and the garden shrubs on the left and right sides behind the iron gate did not look like hiding places. There should be no hiding places.
Ambush.
Seemingly because Karl was wasting time by probing his head, the professor on duty lowered the newspaper and gave him a rather displeased expression.
"Huh? Professor Ferdinand?" Karl found that he actually recognized the face behind the newspaper, specifically the pair of light green eyes of Germanic origin, "You are not Professor Ferdinand von Bock.
What? The professor who taught me "Long Zhe" (the abbreviation of "A Brief Analysis of the History of Dragon Philosophy", the principles are like "Mao Gai")?"
"I have taught many students." The professor on duty frowned, "But first, please explain your understanding of the Dragon Clan's concept of death."
"Because you will die sooner or later, so do more things while you are awake, otherwise you will lose money." Karl opened his mouth.
Professor Ferdinand said "Ah" and said: "The boy from the student union in the class of 2002, the one who fell asleep three times in one class in my class, after so many years, your "Long Zhe" is still as exciting as ever.
Stop it."
Carl Xin said that your most memorable memories of students are the number of times you slept in class and your opinions on "Long Zhe"? And your knowledge of Chinese idioms is what makes people want to talk, right? That's not how this word is used.
"Are you also back... to visit your alma mater?" Professor Ferdinand looked up and down with his light green eyes at this dusty staff member of the Executive Department.
"Ah, yes, yes..." Commissioner Carl nodded repeatedly.
"I assume your first stop will be Norton Hall at Lionheart?"
"Ah, yes, yes...ah, no, no, no, no!" Commissioner Carl suddenly shook his head and looked at the professor with a look of surprise and uncertainty.
"If not, then please go back." Professor Ferdinand's face suddenly became serious, then he sat back and picked up the newspaper to cover himself.
"That's right, that's right! It's the Norton Hall. I'm going to the Norton Hall to catch up with someone when I come back!" Carl was stunned and hurried back, "I skipped work and came here. I won't go back if you ask me to."
I can’t go back. The trains are all gone. I can’t get into the school, so I have to camp in the mountains, and I don’t even have a tent. It’s really just an impromptu test to see if I’ve failed in my wilderness survival class.”
Behind the newspaper, Professor Ferdinand smiled inexplicably on his wrinkled face. Without putting down the newspaper, he just said calmly, "Go in, and don't forget to close the door."
"Yes!" Karl exhaled and slipped into the crack of the door, closing the iron door with ease. "Goodbye, Professor, I'll come and catch up with you when I have time!"
As he said that, he ran away, fearing that the professor of "Long Philosophy" and "Long Wen", who was famous for being strict at the beginning, would catch him and lecture him. You must know that there were not many people in the student union who could teach these two courses.
It would be a waste to get high marks and not take the retake exam. Naturally, he was also averagely bad, but at least he passed the exam at the end of the semester with his brother handing him a note.
Professor Ferdinand, who was on duty in the guard room, didn't even look at Karl. He didn't care not because he was derelict in his duties, but because there were so many similar things happening today, and he was used to it...or rather
He got used to it on purpose.
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Following the route map in his memory and the wooden signboards at the intersection of the stone roads, Karl walked through the college and found Norton Hall in a short time. Although it had been so many years since he graduated, his old enemy in the student union was still there.
He can't forget where the base camp is... Every time he drinks too much at a party, the student council president will stand by the swimming pool and point to the north and say, gentlemen, there are enemies at the end of the Iron Forest! Those big breasts and big pants are the same.
The faces of the handsome men and beauties in swimsuits who listened to him were still vivid in his mind... even though he himself was one of them fools.
Standing in front of Norton Hall, Carl was thinking about the reason for his visit. Although he knew that the person he was looking for was an honorary member of the Lions Heart Club, judging from the comments on the forum, the situation in the college was very tense now.
People say that they may not all be in the Norton Hall.
...But it seems that this is the only way, otherwise he would have no other place to find the other party.
Carl walked towards the main entrance of Norton Hall, and saw the Lionheart Club cadres standing guard at the door. However, why did he feel that this cadre was a little hunched over and had no posture? He was not as good as the previous Lionheart Club.
The members of the club have grown up. Is it true that the Lion Heart Club has also fallen as the seniors in the student council said?
There were thousands of thoughts in his mind. Standing in front of the guard cadres, Karl calmed down instantly, nodded politely and stretched out his hand, "Hello, I am..."
"Hello, hello, hello." Before Karl could finish his words, he guessed that his outstretched hand was grabbed by the other party and shook. The boy didn't even look at himself, turned around and led him into the door, "
Please come in, please come in.”
Hey, wait a minute. How long have you been away from school? How come it’s so easy to bring people into the Lion Heart Club’s headquarters now? Don’t you even want to check his identity? Originally, he had already prepared 10,000 yuan in advance.
I wrote a heartfelt self-report, trying to prove that even though I was in the student union, I still came to help with a righteous heart. After being rejected, I even wrote a 10,000-word self-report as a foundation, but now I am admitted directly. What is the situation like?
Carl's 20,000-word manuscript was suffocated in his stomach. He was brought into Norton Hall by this good brother on guard. Then his attention was attracted by the decoration and murals in the hall. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he is indeed a member of the Lion Heart Club.
The base camp that has not moved for ten years, although the Amber Hall is not bad, the veteran Lionheart Club president always has the most discerning vision, so this hall should be prepared for the fraternity organization that inherits the secret party's fire.
"What do you call brothers?" Karl was still preparing to get close to the other party because he was wary that this was the Hongmen Banquet. After he deceived himself into it, a bunch of heroes from the Lionheart Club pounced on him and held him down, forcing him to tell him clearly about his eighteenth generation and his ancestors.
Who sent him here?
"Ah, Lu Mingfei, where is the senior?"
"Just call me Carl." This is very useful for seniors, but it would be even more useful if it is a junior school girl. Carl smiled and announced his home, then turned his head for less than three seconds before he noticed something unusual and turned his head suddenly
He looked at the little brother who gave him the first impression of being hunched over, "Wait a minute, you said your name is Lu Mingfei? There shouldn't be anyone with the same name in the academy now, right?"
"With the same name? There shouldn't be..." Lu Mingfei scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, "Don't worry about me, you should be here to see Lin Nian, right? You and Lin Nian are the same.
..old friend?”
When he mentioned the name he wanted to hear, Karl's expression suddenly softened. He glanced at Lu Mingfei, who had known this for a long time, and he probably had a basic idea in his mind. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I can't call you an old friend...
Just because I had the opportunity to meet Commissioner Lin during a mission, he helped me a lot and he saved my life."
"Is it another life-saving grace..." Lu Mingfei mumbled and scratched his eyebrows, "I came back this time prepared to... what?"
Lu Mingfei didn't understand what he said, but Karl understood it, and he also understood more potential meanings, "When you say 'yes', does it mean there was someone else before me?"
"Yes, and quite a few." Lu Mingfei nodded, "You shouldn't be the last... Senior, do you feel a little uncomfortable? You find that you are not the only one who supports Lin Nian?" Lu Mingfei said at the end.
He teased his senior in a somewhat mean-spirited manner, which was a solace in his boredom when he was asked to guard the gate.
"No, hearing you say that makes me feel a lot more at ease." Commissioner Karl touched his chest and couldn't help but smile. "Originally, I thought the situation would be very bad, so I ran back in a hurry, but now I see
I'm overly worried, but I think it's good and there's no better situation than this."
Lu Mingfei didn't react much, because it seemed that he had experienced this kind of conversation many times today. He took Commissioner Karl to the door of the conference room, turned to look at him, "Lin Nian is inside, but he is now
Chat with his... um, other friends who are visiting him, why don't you wait outside for a while?"
Karl nodded, "Excuse me, classmate Lu...?"
"Anyway, just call me Junior Brother. We are all from the same family. According to Junior Sister Xia Mi, everyone who can come to Norton Hall today is a brother. I won't talk about it for now, we have to guard the gate."
Lu Mingfei smiled, hugged the back of his head and left while whistling.
Karl looked at Lu Mingfei's leaving figure and felt that the other party was probably quite happy, and he couldn't help but feel more at ease. It seemed that the situation was not as bad as he thought.
After waiting outside the door for about ten minutes, the door of the conference room was pushed open from the inside. Karl, who was outside the door, took a few steps back and was stunned for a moment when he saw the person coming out.
She was a beautiful Cuban girl, tall and sexy, with healthy bronze skin. She was wearing a bold black chest-wrapped leather jacket, and black leather culottes underneath. Her clean belly and navel were exposed in the middle. She seemed to need a key to the Gulf of Mexico.
Only then can you unlock the secret of sexiness, sexiness and wildness, as if you can glimpse the green crocodiles of the Caribbean Sea from those beautiful blue eyes at a glance.
At a glance at the other person's age and temperament, Karl could almost instantly conclude that the other person was definitely not a student of Cassel College...or even a person from Cassel College at all.
"There are guest rooms upstairs. If you don't mind, you can stay."
The one who came out after the Cuban girl was Lin Nian. Karl watched him and this sexy girl make a clean kiss, and the other party left with a gentle and graceful look that made people's hearts beat.
When passing by Karl, don't forget to give a slight nod as a greeting to this fellow traveler.
Carl noticed the other party's kindness and immediately nodded in response. He couldn't help but glance sideways at the Cuban girl's back, and then he stopped paying attention and looked at Lin Nian. Lin Nian also looked at him and nodded politely to say hello.