After Andrew was pushed onto the float, he went all the way to the Chinese-style reception specially arranged for him. The vice-principal seemed to be in good spirits and very happy. He repeatedly exchanged glasses with Andrew, showing his closeness to the investigation team.
Sun and moon.
This educator who claims to be the pioneer of "Chinese education" - he calls himself an educator - carries the wine bottle and drinks one by one at the long European-style table according to Chinese etiquette.
When meeting someone, he would raise his glass and say, "Come on! Let's go!" He was as heroic as the Mongolian hero Genghis Khan.
Since the guests were all deans of various departments and secret party elites, and they were all very respectful to the vice-chancellor, Andrew couldn't just walk away for fear of ruining the investigation, so he could only accompany this Chinese-style reception.
In the end, I couldn't bear the drinking any more and ended up peeing in the bathroom.
"This is not the way to go..." Andrew stood in front of the urinal and shook his head.
Shaking and trembling, he suddenly noticed a detail... Angers had not shown up today! He had been stunned by the series of three axes before, and completely ignored the protagonist this time.
So Andrew rushed out of the door, forgetting to unzip his pants.
"Where's Angers!" He rushed to the night watchman.
The night watchman glanced at him calmly, "Brother Andrew... your pants are unzipped."
In an instant, the deans of various departments sitting at this table all turned their attention to Andrew's crotch.
Andrew was stunned and looked down.
"It's still Hello Kitty's underwear." The night watchman smiled proudly and patted him on the shoulder, "You still have a childlike innocence!"
The deans of departments around the table smiled proudly.
Andrew quickly zipped up his pants, and then asked angrily as if nothing had happened, "Where's Angers!"
The night watchman changed to a sad expression, almost bursting into tears, "Our Principal Angers...he..."
"What's wrong with him?" Andrew was a little frightened.
"He is sick..." the night watchman sighed.
"Terminally ill? He's about to die?" Andrew couldn't believe it.
"Severe pharyngitis..." the night watchman wiped his tears, "I can't talk while lying on the bed, and naturally I can't see guests."
"Oh, that's it." Andrew suddenly realized, "It turns out to be severe pharyngitis... What a pity. Please convey your concern to me, Mr. Vice-Principal."
"I will." The night watchman nodded heavily and held Andrew's hand, "Brother Andrew is such a kind person!"
The two of them seemed to have met each other too late, and were born at the wrong time, and they were deeply in love.
"Mr. Night Watchman is not bad either...wait a minute, who are you fooling!" Andrew shook off his hand, "How could a strong man with a bloodline strong enough to delay time get pharyngitis?"
"But that's the way it is." The night watchman spread his hands helplessly and pointed at his chest, "Now Angers' position is fully replaced by me."
Andrew looked in the direction of his finger. The name tag on his chest clearly had "nightwatcher" printed on it as his name. It looked like a cartoon character.
"Okay." Andrew gritted his teeth, "I believe Mr. Night Watchman should also know the purpose of the investigation team's visit this time. I wonder if you can cooperate with our investigation?"
"No hurry, no rush, put the investigation aside for now. It's hard for your group to come to our Kassel once. We must fulfill our friendship as landlords, right?" The night watchman picked up a glass full of white wine, "Here!
Take one!”
Andrew turned to look at the deans of departments who were staring at him, and drank the glass of wine.
"There is one more event after the reception." The night watchman filled another glass, "The outstanding student awards ceremony in Kassel, let Brother Andrew see the style of our students."
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"The students who have won the title of 'Three Good Students' are..." The host stood on the stage with a happy face.
"What is a 'three good students'?" Andrew asked.
"We in Kassel are promoting Chineseization. Naturally, it is also a Chinese education tradition. The three good standards are 'good blood, good grades, and good moral character'." The night watchman explained.
"Classmate Lu Mingfei! Classmate Chen Motong! Classmate Chu Zihang!" the host read loudly.
"Why is Lu Mingfei one of the top three students?" Andrew questioned, "I have seen his grades and it can be said that they are terrible."
"He is the only contestant with perfect marks in the actual combat class. After all, his knowledge of dragon slaying is definitely false when it comes to the battlefield." The night watchman explained solemnly, "He is hereby awarded the certificate of 'Three Good Students'."
Andrew thought this was reasonable, so he stopped pursuing it. Then he thought of his own prince, "Why wasn't Caesar selected?"
"Caesar..." The night watchman shook his head sadly, "He is a good student! But his grades are really bad..."
Andrew stopped talking. He knew that Caesar's grades were very poor.
The vice-principal came on stage to personally award awards to Lu Mingfei and Chen Motong. The two held hands and smiled.
Chu Zihang's award was received by Lancelot, the vice president of the Lion Heart Club, and was awarded by Andrew, the head of the investigation team, on behalf of the principal. Andrew had to follow the note given to him by the vice principal and talked a lot about Chu Zihang in public.
Good words about Hang...
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"You call this doing me a favor?" Ange sighed helplessly. He knew exactly what happened today. "Are you trying to anger the school board?"
He wanted to do something, but he had "strep throat so bad that he couldn't speak," so he couldn't stand up and stop his friend from jumping up and down.
He began to suspect that asking this person for help was wrong. Although based on past experience, this person didn't seem to have messed up anything... But this time... could he not mess up?
Andrew may be just an inexperienced financial officer, but behind him is the school board, or in other words, the entire Camarilla Council of Elders.
"Ange, don't be too naive. Facts cannot be hidden. I am just delaying the attack." The night watchman shrugged, "If the school board had not mastered something, they would not have sent out an investigation team. You have been on this campus all these years.
Are you living a good life covering the sky with one hand?"
"But look at what you have done. Allowing students to have a "free day" is equivalent to opening up a day without responsibility for vandalism, engaging in elite education, and shielding students with outstanding blood. You should have known that Chu Zihang is a
Students who are difficult to restrain.”
"What happened to Chu Zihang this time was all because of your previous indiscretion." The night watchman waved his cigar, "It's your fault. Do you understand?"
"I understand, it's my head office's fault." Ange sighed, "It's true, we shouldn't drag the students into the water..."
"It's too late to repent, Angers." The night watchman shook his head, "This is just the beginning. Don't underestimate the school board. These politicians who play power struggle have no absolute certainty and will never attack. In my opinion
, the investigation team will regroup after a brief period of chaos, and they will attack our vital points."
"Are these the four vital points you mentioned?"
"Yes." said the night watchman, "I said that I am just delaying the attack now. Our real hope... lies in Fingel's performance at the hearing."
"Can't you tell him directly?" Angers frowned, "Tell him that level."
"He must realize it on his own, and we have more important things to do now." The night watchman took a bottle of good wine from Angers' wine cabinet, "Do you mind a small reward?"
"Drink whatever you want. I'm in trouble this time. This wine cabinet is all yours." Angers waved his hand, "I'm curious about what else is more important."
"It's 'erasing old evidence and creating new evidence'." The night watchman said, "Chu Zihang, a prospective third-year student, an 'A' grade student, the leader of the Lionheart Club, the largest student club in the college, and the key training target of the college."
"In his tenure in the Executive Department, he has already had twelve mission execution experiences. Contrary to his gentle external image, he is tough and has no regard for the consequences."
"There's no need for you to carry Chu Zihang's secrets with me here." Ange said calmly, "What on earth is it?"
"Letting Chu Zihang be completely replaced is our best solution at the moment." The night watchman raised his wine bottle and saluted him from a distance, "Replace all records of Chu Zihang in Kassel College, including Norma
What’s in the system and what’s in the students’ memories.”
"Chu Zihang has never done anything harmful to the world, so he has completely turned into a student without any shortcomings."
"It won't work." Angers rejected it decisively, "You are acting like a rogue."
"But playing rogue is the best way at the moment. Either you have irrefutable evidence and you wait for the other party to use enough evidence to drive you off the principal's throne; or, as I said, the most difficult thing to deal with in the world is rogues.
.”
The night watchman said calmly, "Believe me, the most common thing I did in the West was to play rogue."
"Okay, if it's true as you said, Chu Zihang has been replaced, but there are always a few restless opponents of Chu Zihang in the student association. These people will pop up to provide unfavorable testimony to Chu Zihang to the investigation team.
This is a witness."
"And those mission experiences, this is physical evidence again." Angers asked rhetorically, "Even if we replace Norma's records, the investigation team must still have paper versions of Chu Zi's flight files, as well as videos circulating on the Internet.
.”
"Still repeating those words and denying it. As for the student union...someone will take care of it."
"It's made of Chu Zihang's mission records being transformed into something else, such as...a certain movie character, or a character in a comic, just find anyone."
"..." Angers was silent for a while, as if he had been silenced by the night watchman. Movie characters, comic characters...you don't have the IQ to be an investigation team?
"Don't look at me like that. The Secret Party has a similar existence. Do you think the history of the Secret Party over the years is true? Don't be ridiculous. I know hundreds of tampered gossips, and they can be connected together.
Open a talk show on the TV station." The night watchman took a big sip of wine.
"It's already reached this point..." Angers sighed again, "Besides going crazy with you, what else can I do?"
"You will know that this is an extremely wise choice." The night watchman smiled with satisfaction.
"It's not that we think this plan is feasible, it's just that we don't have much time." Angers whispered, "While the investigation team is reviewing the 'school running situation' of Kassel College, the school board is looking for it all over the world.
The awakened Dragon King."
"Such a large-scale search will definitely alarm Henkel, and Henkel's agencies will also be dispatched. Everyone is trying to kill the dragon first, no matter the cost. They delay us until we can't move."
"I just want this child's play to end as soon as possible... Yes, in my eyes, this is just a child's play. No matter whether the result is good or bad, it just needs to end as soon as possible."
"If I can kill one more Dragon King before being kicked off, I won't have any regrets." Angers said in a pessimistic tone.
"You're always like this." The night watchman looked at his old friend and felt uncomfortable.
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What is in front of Patsy now is a simple system, with text in a huge color block. Click on the text to enter the next level, and "esc" to return to the previous level.
It's like the control interface of a washing machine, or the countdown timer for the bomb that's about to blow up 007 in old movies from the 1980s.
While Andrew was driven into a dizzy state by the night watchman, Patsy never forgot his mission.
"The access is completed. I have obtained the highest control of Norma. Now I am invisible in the college's system, but I can reach every corner." Patsy said in a low voice.
"Very well, those two old bastards dug up the Atlantic submarine cable to prevent us from directly accessing Norma, but they wouldn't have thought that I would hand over such a high-level card to a secretary." The person on the phone said.
Frost sneered, "Access directly from campus!"
"Sir, I'm waiting for your order." Patsy said respectfully.
"Start backing up Norma's core database and monitor all operations in the central control room. Tomorrow is the day we take over the central control room."
"They will definitely have people in the central control room tonight to try to erase the records that are unfavorable to them, and they will definitely use two black cards to prevent these operations from being recorded," Frost said coldly, "But you
You can prepare because you have the greatest rights now."
Patsy clicked a few times, and a progress bar popped up on the screen. He sat quietly in the darkness, watching the progress bar increase little by little.
After a while, the download progress bar at the bottom of the screen exceeded 80%. Even if those people dared to modify the college files on Norma's hard drive, Patsy could download the pre-modified version before them.
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central control room.
Fingel looked up from the pile of papers and said, "eva."
"I'm here." The girl's ethereal voice echoed in his headphones.
"A bug came in, help me clean it up." Fingel was rarely expressionless, or in other words, this was his true state.
"Understood." The girl's voice became a little playful again.
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At the same time, a high-precision 3D simulated character appeared on the screen of Passi's laptop, "Hi, hello, I don't know who you are, but I'm sorry, your access must be terminated. There is someone with higher authority.
People give orders."
It was a girl wearing a white nightgown who seemed to be floating in the air, with long curly hair and a smile. The contrast between her and the rough interface was sharp, as if a full-HD beautiful girl on the PS3 suddenly jumped out of the Nintendo Famicom.
.
For a moment, Patsy leaned back, as if to avoid the weight of her beauty.
He subconsciously pressed "esc", which was an emergency operation and interrupted remote control.
He thought he had been invaded, but after a moment he realized that he could not be invaded. He was now a god-level existence in Norma's domain. Who could invade the temple?
"esc" completely failed. In the beautiful girl's bow, the entire page went dark, leaving only a dark red download progress bar, which had reached 98%.
But it stopped moving forward, and began to quickly retreat, before Patsy could try to force out the large-capacity hard drive inserted in the read-write slot.