How should I confess? Chu Zihang thought as he sat on his bed. He had just sent Xia Mi back to his dormitory.
The lights in the room were dark, and Caesar hadn't come back yet, so he was probably finishing up the banquet.
Speaking of which, that guy was really kind-hearted. He originally thought that people like Caesar would not pay attention to such things.
Chu Zihang sat alone in the darkness and began to wonder again why he was so impulsive today. Could it be that his feelings for Xia Mi had overflowed to the point where he had to say it?
But the problem of his bloodline has not been solved yet... It is true that there is a solution, but it is still unknown whether he is qualified to get the recognition of that sword.
The investigation team of the school board will arrive in Kassel in a few days. Ye Sheng glanced at him when he told him about this matter. Chu Zihang was not stupid. He understood that the so-called investigation team was probably just here to investigate him. By the way, he
Principal Angers kicked down.
He did use blood blast, so there was no need to run away. He just hoped that the current principal could help him solve this matter. After all, it was not his own benefit. Once the evidence was really put in front of him, for the current Kassel administrative team
It will all be a disaster.
What if a miracle happened? He suddenly gained the recognition of the sword, and he no longer had to worry about excessive use of explosive blood... But that was a fantasy after all.
King Arthur's holy sword was lying quietly under his bed. He took out the sword, but it was still dull and covered with rust marks. Chu Zihang shook his head, as if he didn't want to think about these issues anymore.
Lu Mingfei always said that there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and it will be straight when the boat reaches the bridge.
What if we don't have the qualifications? It's already a good thing to be together.
He stuffed the sword back under the bed and glanced at his desk when he stood up.
The book "Shanghai Fortress" recommended by Lu Mingfei was placed neatly in the middle of the table.
Did you forget to put it back after reading it last time? Chu Zihang thought, picking it up and putting it on the shelf. Suddenly he stopped, glanced at the cover of "Shanghai Fortress", and his heart moved slightly.
He remembered that there was a plot in the book about a showdown with the girl he liked. It seemed like a good method, romantic and interesting.
Chu Zihang sat down again, turned on the desk lamp, and followed his memory to that paragraph.
Pretty good...he said to himself, that's it.
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Opposite Chu Zihang's dormitory is Lu Mingfei and Fengel's dormitory. Lu Mingfei is also thinking about something.
Hum hum hum... Fingel on the upper bunk turned over and snored like thunder. He went to bed very early today. It seemed that he was exhausted from doing tasks during the day.
How annoying. Lu Mingfei glared at Fingel who was sleeping soundly. He was sleeping so soundly, which interrupted all my thoughts.
He sighed helplessly, walked outside the dormitory, and rested his hand on the fence of the outer wall in a daze.
Holmes hasn't seen anyone since he came to Kassel, and he didn't even say hello to me. Even Watt, who he said wanted to see me, didn't come to see me either.
[It has been running stably for many years, and is comparable to the old version of the source changer used by chasing insects, huanyuan.]
The more Lu Mingfei thought about it, the weirder it became, so he might as well make a phone call and ask...
He took out his cell phone and found his contact, Holmes.
After the phone rang a few times, it was connected. There was a gloomy male voice on the other side, "Sir."
Hey, Holmes. Lu Mingfei said carelessly, where did you go? I couldn't find you when I came to Kassel, and you also took with you the alchemy god Watt you mentioned.
Returning to the Lord, I am discussing the details of the plan with Watt.
What are the details of the plan? Lu Mingfei was stunned.
Watt... seems to have signed a contract with Cassel, and he will provide technical and equipment support to Cassel free of charge.
What? Who signed it with? Lu Mingfei was shocked.
Angers.
Damn it, the principal didn't hack him to death?
According to what he said, Angers did draw his sword at that time, but it could not hurt him.
Even the Philosopher's Stone couldn't hurt him? Lu Mingfei scratched his head, thinking that this Watt was too awesome.
Although Watt's own strength is not very good, he carries various alchemical items with him. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a walking treasure chest.
It turned out that the alchemy item saved his life... Lu Mingfei was ashamed, but he was too powerful. A pure-blood dragon dared to break into the dragon slayer's lair single-handedly, and why did he think that Principal Angers would
Sign a contract with him?
After all... Principal Angers is the one who said he would personally send all the dragons to the gallows.
This generation of Flamel will stop him and nothing will happen, Holmes explained.
Do you think that just one night watchman can stop Angers? Then you may be wrong. Angers has already decided that no one can stop him. Lu Mingfei said personally that an old guy like him usually doesn’t see
He always looked rude, but he even slept with a folding knife in his sleeve.
The old guy never softens his heart. He can only sigh, and after sighing, he draws his sword and cuts, and he does whatever he wants.
The fact that he can make such a decision can only mean one thing, that is, his thoughts have changed.
Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered the conversation between him and Ange in the car after the auction that day. Originally, he just tried to persuade him, but he didn't expect the effect to be immediate. The old guy... really changed.
However, he also knew that this was only a subtle change, and it would take an opportunity to completely change the old guy's mentality.
In Lu Mingfei's script, this opportunity... he plans to place it in Tokyo.
The promise of hyending is not just talk. It is not enough to protect the people he cherishes. He also wants to make everyone around him live happily without any knots in his heart.
Lord, Holmes saw that Lu Mingfei had been silent, so he tentatively called him.
Oh, I'm here. Lu Mingfei took back his wandering thoughts and was thinking about something just now.
That's it then. Is there anything else, sir? Holmes said.
Lu Mingfei thought for a while, and it should be nothing.
By the way, Watt and I will go back to the office in Angers tomorrow. If you are interested... you can find a reason to open the door.
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Lu Mingfei hung up the phone, returned to the dormitory, and stared at the start interface of StarCraft on the computer screen...
It’s time to put it on the agenda. He stretched out and controlled the mouse to slide on the desktop in boredom.
Ye Sheng and Ya Ji's proposal has been successfully concluded, and now it's time to stage their own script.
The upcoming Kassel Investigation Team incident was actually on his mind, and Lu Mingfei was not naive enough to think that if he had to repeat the process, the Gattuso family would not have any evil intentions.
But I didn't expect that the method this time was so dirty. Frost actually released the dragon-shaped Deadpool to frame Chu Zihang, without any regard for the safety of ordinary people.
Fortunately, there was no one on the beach that day, otherwise with the power of Chu Zihang and Xia Mi's spirit fusion skills, it would be easy for a few people to die.
As a result, Chu Zihang's charges will be aggravated and things will become more troublesome.
The solver of the Kassel Investigation Team incident in his previous life was... Lu Mingfei glanced at Fingel, who was sleeping like a dead pig on the upper bunk.
No wonder he has been busy with some special tasks assigned by the college today. Considering the news he got from Ye Sheng today, everything makes sense.
I just don’t know if it can be solved satisfactorily this time, because it stands to reason that this incident is more serious than in the previous life, and the Gattuso family should have evidence in hand.
Then Frost used the authority of the school director to delete Norma's records. OK, everything was perfect. When the time came, it was said that it was taken by a passerby. The evidence was so ironclad that Chu Zihang and Ange couldn't even think of it.
run.
Lu Mingfei closed the StarCraft game interface with great concern. Now he can
He really has no intention of playing games, and there is no one to play with him.
Old Tang, it would be nice if you were here... Lu Mingfei looked at the dark ceiling and sighed, if there is anything we can share with him.
But if Old Tang was here and Lu Mingfei asked him if he had any suggestions, Old Tang's violent temper might slam the table, pick up the guy and go to destroy the Gattuso family. Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but chuckle again.
Make a sound.
This is why I want to get through hyending. Having a friend by your side who can fight with you is more important than anything else.
He took out his phone and looked at the incubation interface of Old Tang and Constantine.
Good night.
I don’t know who I said it to, maybe it was two people together.
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The next morning, the night watchman got up early and staggered to Angers' office carrying a bottle of wine.
Hello, Angers, here I come, Leonardo. He knocked hard on the door.
Come in. Angers voice came from inside the door.
The night watchman opened the door, and what he saw was a colorfully dyed head and a brown deerstalker hat.
Angers, are you having a masquerade party in the office? The night watchman asked blankly, "Is this... the famous detective Mr. Holmes?"
I am. Holmes nodded with a smile and stretched out a hand.
After admiring each other for a long time, the night watchman took a sip of wine and rushed to shake hands with Holmes. Mr. Holmes was actually here. Why didn't he see Watson?
Watson was long dead. Holmes was still smiling.
...The night watchman thought this was some kind of hellish joke.
Okay, stop making trouble. Angers raised his head from a pile of drawings. This is really Sherlock Holmes. I won’t go into details. You only need to know that Conan Doyle originally created the Sherlock Holmes detective series based on him.…
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I didn't seem to wake up. The night watchman patted his head in confusion, turned around and walked out the door. It seemed that he got up too early. Haha, even Sherlock Holmes came. It's really an illusion. Angers, let me go first
Go back and take a nap.
Come back. Angre said calmly.
Yes! Sir! The night watchman returned to the sofa and sat down with a sneer on his face. So this is really Sherlock Holmes?
If you look at it from the perspective of a pure-blood dragon clan, it won't seem awkward. Ange rubbed his brows tiredly, don't mention this for now, come over and help me look at the blueprints of these alchemy items. I'm not specialized in this business. I've been looking at it all morning.
I didn't see any reason why.
Angers, you have changed, the night watchman said seriously.
Changed? Angers asked, what changed?
You, who once had a blood feud with the Dragon Clan, are now able to live harmoniously in the same room with two pure-blood Dragon Clan. The Night Watchman is a little happy and a little melancholy, and it just makes me feel that time flies by, and time flies...
People always have to learn to be flexible, right? Angers smiled, but his eyes didn't waver.
I feel relieved if you really think like this. The night watchman walked to Angers table, grabbed a few drawings and looked at them.
At first, he looked at it casually with an indifferent expression, but the more he looked at it, the more serious his expression became.
This... Master Watt gave it to you? The night watchman suddenly raised his head.
Yes, Angers answered.
So...so awesome! He shouted loudly, and almost knelt down and kowtowed three times to Watt next to him.
Master, I have no education, so I can only use the word "awesome" to express my shock at this time. The night watchman burst into tears with excitement and gratitude. I wonder if the master still accepts disciples. I can change the sect and become your disciple!
This is so easy to say. Come on, Leonardo, among the Chinese cultivators, people like you are considered traitors to the sect and will be executed. Angers did not expect that the bottom line of the Night Watch was so low.
You know nothing! The night watchman was so anxious that his face turned red and his neck thickened. There is a Chinese saying that says, if you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening.
Exactly! After seeing these drawings, even if I am asked to betray the sect, I will be happy!
Sorry, I don't accept disciples. Watt waved his hands, his expression a little lonely.
It's okay, Master, just being able to see you is enough to make me enlightened. The Night Watchman was in a daze, and just a moment ago, several alchemical problems that had been bothering me recently were immediately solved.
He looked at it carefully again, sometimes frowning and sometimes admiring.
Half an hour later, the night watchman put down the blueprint and hesitated for a moment, Master, this technology is advanced, that is... I'm afraid that the equipment department of our college has a shallow understanding and cannot understand it.
This is for you to learn. Watt smiled and said, have you ever played MOBA games?
We old-timers don't talk about games, but a master is a master and keeps up with the trends of the times. The night watchman waved his hand.
When I play MOBA games, I like to play a jungler, which is a character who roams around the world and helps other routes. Watt said that if a jungler wants to play a good game, the first thing he must learn is one sentence: help or not.
inferior.
This means that we should first help the advantageous path, and then consider the disadvantageous path.
I want to bring up your skills first. After all, to put it bluntly, the gap between you and your ancestors is not the slightest bit. Watt said regretfully.
I know how much I weigh. The night watchman acted openly. After drinking for so many years, the alchemy he learned in the beginning has long since passed into the dog's belly.
A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. Ange sneered.
Suddenly there were three knocks on the door, principal, can I come in?
Lu Mingfei? Ange immediately recognized this familiar voice, thought for a while, and decided to let him in.