Scene 123: The final chapter of the script is about to be performed
"Yes, but it must be related to our issue." King Solomon said.
Fingel cleared his throat and said loudly and righteously, "As we all know, videos can be edited!"
"If things are really as Xia Mi said, Chu Zihang didn't use explosive blood, he just fought with Deadpool normally, but someone with intentions put dragon transformation characteristics on Chu Zihang's body, what are you going to do?
Do it, Mr. Andrew?”
"That's nonsense!" Andrew was trembling with anger. This was a blatant quibble. "After investigation by our Gattuso family's professional technical team, this video does not contain any traces of forgery!"
"Who knows whether your so-called professional technical team will help you perjury..." Fingel shrugged and pretended to say casually.
"Fingel, that's enough, you must also provide evidence when you speak." The vice-principal understood what he said and immediately stopped him.
"I'm sorry, I didn't choose what I said." Fingel apologized smoothly, then sat down with a mean smile.
"Holy shit, Fen Gou is so good!" Lu Mingfei slapped his thigh.
"Use this sentence to arouse the suspicion of the students and the jury, and then step down safely through the steps given by the vice-principal in time." Nono nodded, "It is indeed very skillful. This old man and the young man are not easy to mess with."
Sure enough, both the jury on the stage and the members of the Student Union and Lionheart Club below the stage began to whisper.
Andrew couldn't sit still anymore, stood up and said loudly, "Everyone, don't be deceived by his nonsense, I can guarantee that our Gattuso family team will be absolutely fair and just!"
Lu Mingfei squeezed Nono's hand and said, "Senior sister, let me add fuel to the fire."
After saying that, he shouted to the entire venue, "Is your guarantee valid? Come up with some evidence!"
"yes!"
"evidence!"
The students' voices rose and fell one after another, and Andrew's face turned the color of pig liver with anger.
The red-haired little witch knew that her boyfriend could be a bit bad sometimes, and her face was full of ridicule for Andrew.
Lu Mingfei sat down, glanced at her, and suddenly understood why the 250-year-old named King You of Zhou would play tricks on the princes. Grandma, if the girl you like will smile at you because of this, he will kick the school board of directors into his own way.
It's not like Mingfei can't do it.
Because you long to see her smile, as if she smiles, she will be closer to you and she will love you more.
"Quiet!" King Solomon knocked the gavel, "Mr. Andrew, your words cannot guarantee the entire Gattuso family, so I will not talk about this video for the time being. I suggest that it be handed over to Cassel in the future.
A joint team composed of the college and the school board will then verify it.”
After a few seconds of silence, there was thunderous applause, and the emotions of the members of the Lion Heart Club reached its peak. Another piece of evidence against the college was blocked. This scene of a beating of a foreign monk was surprisingly good-looking.
…
…
Central control room. The school board has taken over here.
Although it is a special period for hearings, the Enforcement Department has left a team here on duty to still handle the requests from commissioners from all over the world.
Strictly controlling the Internet is one of the key points of the work, so that the secrets of the Dragon Clan can still be buried in the era of information explosion.
A young man from the execution department was switching between different interfaces at high speed. This was a forum divided into multiple sections. The black background and dark red characters looked a bit strange.
Hunter market.
For more than ten years, the college has maintained monitoring of this website. Since a Chinese hunter stole important information of the college, this monitoring has been intensified.
Everything is normal today, and the various bounty tasks do not seem suspicious. Most of the tasks are related to the illegal flow of cultural relics. There are also people who are asking for exorcisms and ghost hunting, and there are also invitations to dive and explore the ruins of Atlantis.
Hunters must be very nervous people, otherwise they may feel like they are not on earth after hanging out in this forum all day long and watching all kinds of illegal and unreasonable things happen quietly that cannot be explained by logic.
The young man also has an ID, and he is boringly posting comments to keep his ID from being blocked due to being too inactive.
He refreshed it once to see if anyone had read his post.
He was suddenly stunned when a bold title was pushed to the top of the forum.
Judging from the posting time, it was more than ten minutes ago, but it had an astonishing 70 replies. In this forum, 70 replies can only be achieved by a super hot post.
The young man glanced at the post and trembled.
He didn't even have the courage to open it and take a look at the content of the post, so he subconsciously pressed "f5" to refresh.
In just ten seconds, the number of replies exceeded 100. The website seemed to have suddenly slowed down, and it took him 5 seconds to refresh this time.
He could imagine that this information was flowing through optical fibers to all parts of the world at an alarming speed. Countless users were opening this post in front of their computers. The sudden influx of massive concurrent visits even threatened the website's server.
This is a nuclear explosion of information!
Can't wait any longer! This post must be opened before the server crashes! The young man pressed the mouse button with trembling fingers!
…
…
"Okay, what's the evidence?" Anrud clapped his hands and stood up, "Then the proof is ready! Ask your classmates, is Chu Zihang really a trustworthy classmate? In the past few years in the college, he has really been like a deputy.
As Mr. Principal said...are you a good student?"
He pointed at Caesar suddenly, "I hope that all the tenured professors will accept the testimony of Caesar Gattuso, the president of the Student Union and an outstanding A-level student!"
There was absolute silence in the conference hall. Although everyone had guessed in advance that Caesar would definitely stand against Chu Zihang, and although the video file evidence was temporarily passed, an unfavorable witness followed immediately...
Caesar straightened his collar, stood up slowly, bowed slightly to the tenured professors, and nodded to both sides of the debate, like an actor about to start singing, "Gentlemen and ladies, I, Caesar Gattuso
, I swear by my family name that everything I say here is true."
"Chu Zihang is the best student in our college and a good classmate of each of us. We are all deeply attracted by his personality charm. He is elegant, gentle, knowledgeable and helpful. He is the elegant incarnation of all virtues...
…“
In that beautiful baritone, Andrew felt like his world was collapsing.
What's going on? Didn't you swear by your family name? How could you tell such a shameless lie? What kind of elegant incarnation of all virtues? Is this Chu Zihang? Is this Sakyamuni after he became the Buddha?
Mani?
"Caesar doesn't care much about his last name, just like he doesn't care about his family at all." Patsy leaned close to his ear.
Lu Mingfei laughed, knowing that Caesar was not speaking sarcastically.
After Caesar's speech ended without any twists and turns, the applause from the audience seemed to lift off the roof. Caesar began to emotionally tell the story of how he and Chu Zihang worked on a thesis together.
That kind of mutual help as a moral model, that kind of taking off his long coat and putting it on the shoulders of Caesar who was sleeping on the library table late at night, and that kind of crossing the lake with Caesar on a sailboat, talking about the ambition of slaying the dragon...
Lu Mingfei couldn't help but hold his forehead when he heard this. Is it necessary to be so affectionate? It sounds like you two are gay...
Change source app]
All the classmates were confused. Caesar Gattuso had never had such a sense of humor in his life...
The Lionheart Club and Student Union camps began to exchange seats with each other, black and crimson sitting together.
They are no longer rivals, they have become friends in front of the investigation team.
Lu Mingfei shouted loudly and clapped hard.
Chu Zihang turned around, looked across the crowd, and saw Lu Mingfei's smiling face.
"What's going on?" He asked with his eyes... He and Lu Mingfei had been able to communicate with each other through their eyes for a long time.
"Ask the girl next to you." Lu Mingfei answered with the same look.
"..." Chu Zihang tilted his head slightly and looked at Xia Mi's face.
"What's wrong, senior brother?" Xia Mi realized that Chu Zihang was looking at her.
"Xia Mi..."
The door to the conference room was violently knocked open, and young people from the execution department rushed in. Chu Zihang had to stop what he was saying.
"No intruders during hearing hours!" King Solomon roared.
"Hunter Market...the latest reward!" The young man rushed over, breathing heavily, "The dragon named fenrisulfr...awakened in China...recruiting hunters to kill him...the reward amount is 100 million...100 million US dollars
!”
The whole place was dead silent!
King Solomon stood there in shock for a long time, then fell back into his chair.
Everything is in chaos. Although it is also very secretive, the Hunter Market is an open website, and not only hybrids are active there.
But at this moment, the news of a dragon's awakening... was posted on a public website, and the secrets guarded by hybrids for thousands of years... were leaked.
Behind Chu Zihang, Xia Mi's eyes suddenly became dull.
"The final chapter of the script is about to start?" Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes.
"The hearing is suspended!" King Solomon slammed the gavel down, "In front of the Dragon King, everyone should work together!"
…
…
Late at night, the principal's office.
On the huge desk on the top floor, an old-fashioned green glass lamp illuminated the steaming Darjeeling black tea and freshly baked chocolate cake.
Rarely, there were more than a dozen bone china cups placed on the table, and more than a dozen figures in the shape of a lake were sitting in the darkness where the lights could not reach them.
The wind blew the fallen leaves rolling on the roof, making a slight sound. On this cloudy night when the moon could not be seen, it seemed to change mysteriously, just like the white steam overflowing from the tea in the cup.
Angers picked up the tea cup and greeted the others, "It's really rare that six students have received the invitation from the principal for afternoon tea at the same time. Oh no, it's the evening tea party. I'm very happy to have tea with you, and all the hard-working tutors...
…”
"Damn it! Why do I have to go on a mission with a team of lunatics? Am I despairing of my life of repeating grades? I won't go! I won't go!" Someone was obviously not moved by this elegant and dignified atmosphere at all, and had no intention of doing so.
In line with the principal's demeanor, he twisted on his chair and yelled.
Kassel Academy's unique G-level student, Fingel von Flins.
The reason why he could only twist on the chair instead of standing up and running away immediately was because his hands were tied behind the back of the chair with belts.
Beside him, the vice-principal holding up his pants sneered ferociously.
"I haven't mentioned going to China to slay the dragon. Can you attack it later?" Angers scratched his head.
"Don't think I can't figure out what you're thinking! What kind of evening tea party? It's just a mobilization rally, right? You just want to tie me and Chu Zihang into the same boat, right?"
"I have completed my task. Principal, please don't default on your debt! I will graduate with honors next year, and next year I will be the commissioner of the Executive Department."
"Flying around the world to perform missions with sexy junior girls, racing on the roads of Cuba and smoking cigars, lying on the beach in Hawaii while others put on sunscreen, rowing on the Mekong River with an Oriental girl I met by chance..."
"My good days are coming soon, please. It took me nine years to graduate! I don't want to die before dawn!" Fingel was extremely sad and angry.
"It's so noisy." Nono picked his ears impatiently.
"You are not talking about the life of a commissioner in the execution department, but that of James Bond." Schneider, the head of the execution department sitting next to Chu Zihang, said hoarsely, "If anyone in the execution department lives such a life, they can only blame me for controlling it.
Ineffective!"
"Can't you give some room for imagination?" Fingel sighed.
"As a unique G-class, do you think it's so easy to graduate? Even if the principal and I fall out, do you think the school board will retaliate against you?"
"The principal and I are creating opportunities for you. Suppose you complete this task, your internship report will be so eye-catching, and the school board will find no reason to prevent you from graduating! Otherwise, you will probably still have to study in the college.
Pig's knuckle, I wish you had an unprecedented tenth grade!" The vice-principal patted Fingel's shoulder vigorously and treated the stubborn donkey with a carrot and a stick.
"What an embarrassment to the student union." Caesar sneered.
Chu Zihang sat there upright, expressionless, drinking tea and taking a bite of the chocolate cake Xia Mi fed him from time to time.
"Senior brother is so good." Xia Miqiao smiled brightly, and he and Chu Zihang ate one bite at a time.
"You can only use violence against this kind of guy," the vice-principal said to Guderian next to Lu Mingfei.
Guderian nodded frequently. He felt very honored that the vice-principal took the time to guide his student Fingel, and he felt that there was still a big gap between himself and the vice-principal as an educator.
Angers coughed and said, "If you are done talking, then I will continue."
"It has been a tradition of mine for many years to invite the best students, sip black tea, talk about the past of the academy and the Camarilla, and look forward to the future."
"And all of you here today have been invited by me. Therefore, the six of you are the real elites in this college. Today I am very honored to inform the six of you that you will be sent to China as intern specialists. The investigation has recently been exposed
The Dragon King’s awakening incident.”
"It's an honor to be your sister," Fingel cried sadly.