If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

"Yes, it seems that Professor Schneider found it for me first." Manstein slowly stepped forward and stretched out his hand. After a pause, he took the sealing folder in Schneider's hand.

No one knows how Schneider, a disabled man who had to drag an oxygen tank with him every step of the way, managed to get this file before Manstein did, but at least anyone who can become the head of the executive department always has two brushes. .

"You are not the only one in this school who cares about this strange student." Schneider let go of his hand and let the file fall into Manstein's hands: "What's wrong with his file? It's worth coming all night to check it out."

"Small problem, the file file did not record the time stamp during his physical examination yesterday." Manstein pulled out a document: "I will send a fax to Norma after making corrections, and try to update the file information before tomorrow morning. .”

"Will the time stamp of a physical test affect a student's pedigree rating?" Schneider stared at Manstein's eyes as if he wanted to see something else.

Manstein said nothing, just held up the extracted document and placed it between the two of them. Schneider glanced at the bottom of the document. Sure enough, there was no information in the column of entry time. If someone accesses this file one day, This document will only know that the student has taken a physical examination, but the specific time of the physical examination and the situation of the student during the physical examination will not be known at all.

The submitter of this file was none other than Manstein, and the confidentiality level was set as top secret. Even Norma could not change any of the information in it, and naturally could not add a simple timestamp to it.

"It seems that the students commented well. Professor Manstein is indeed a meticulous person." Schneider raised his hand and pressed Manstein's arm to look into his eyes again.

"I will not be careless in matters related to the promotion of my student's bloodline. Any mistakes should be checked out." Manstein remained calm.

"I heard that your student answered ten questions in the 3E exam today." Schneider smiled hoarsely: "You are indeed qualified to have confidence in it - the most promising student in recent years to become an 'S' level."

"It will be an honor for me to train an 'S'-level student with my own hands. Perhaps this will add a lot of color to my profile as a lifelong professor." Manstein turned around with a sealed folder in his hand. The cabinet shelf that belonged to Lin Nian.

"Professor Manstein." Schneider suddenly called out to Manstein.

Manstein paused but did not look back.

"You and I both know why you are here tonight. The idea of ​​the physical examination for admission is indeed a good idea. Even if someone uses Norma to find out what happened tonight, you will not have any clues. But since you have concerns, why Don't you just give up on this student?" Schneider asked coldly.

"Has Professor Schneider ever taught students?" Manstein asked, his back to Schneider.

“Of course, the first prerequisite for becoming a tenured professor is to successfully produce an outstanding graduate.”

"You must also remember what your mental activities were like when you signed the document agreeing to take over the student, right?" Manstein said.

"I haven't had students for many years, and you know that," Schneider said.

"So you understand that one day we will personally send these children to the battlefield, and I just hope that there will not be any doubts or slander behind them." Manstein lowered his head with his back to Schneider. He said calmly while looking at the stacks of files taken out of the sealed folder.

"We are the secret party, this is our duty." Schneider's eyes were full of cold iron gray.

“But we are also educators, and don’t say you have never treated your students as your own,” Manstein said.

Silence fell in the archives room. After a while, Schneider turned around and dragged the car carrying oxygen bottles beside him: "The real confidential files are not here. What you see now about his life has been polished. I’m afraid the real resume has already been sent to the school board.”

Manstein silently put Lin Nian's documents in his hand into a sealed folder. His plan to gain access to confidential student files through a meaningless physical test finally failed. Just as Schneider said, sealing All the documents in the folder were the same as the information he got when he first came into contact with Lin Nian. Things were far from that simple.

It was impossible for him to believe that with the intelligence sources in the hands of the secret party, he could not investigate the "origin" of a Chinese student without any background. You must know that when the executive department goes out on a mission, the eighteen generations of ancestors of any suspicious person and their relatives and friends will be After a thorough investigation, the entire file about Lin Nian only contained the word "orphan", and there were no other secrets.

Lin Nian seemed to appear out of thin air and landed at the door of an orphanage in that small coastal town one day. The file did not even indicate who abandoned him in the orphanage. Perhaps the real information was as early as What Schneider said was generally passed down secretly to people at a higher level.

"Since you care about him so much, maybe putting him in a specific environment will reveal his true appearance." Schneider said coldly: "It just so happens that your students are not following the first-year students. What? I can ask Norma to give him a fixed battlefield practice class in the second half of the freshman year."

"Are you crazy? He has just entered school and has only half a foot on the threshold of the dragon world!" Manstein said angrily.

"Whether you step in or not, the real world is always there. Do you think it will disappear if you hide from it?" Schneider said hoarsely: "You think he has S-level potential, then fine. Let him prove himself!"

"Then I can only go and protest to the school board. If you have a student, you will care about him as much as I do, Professor von Schneider." Manstein gloomily put the sealant into a brown paper bag and placed it In the cabinet rack.

"Maybe, but rather than exploring the archives at night, I am more inclined to dig out all his secrets with my own hands." Schneider said hoarsely: "Recently, the execution department received an unusual feedback, saying that there was a secret in a small town in China. The IP address was constantly trying to find the address of the college on the Internet, and we dug up each other's information, and guess what we found?"

"That group of hunters from the hunter website? I heard that that group of people have always had ideas about the academy." Manstein looked at Schneider's back and frowned: "But I'm not interested in this. This is a matter for your executive department."

"No, you should be interested. That small Chinese town is the coastal city where your students have lived for decades, and the person who is looking for the address of the college is also a sophomore boy in the same school as him." Schneider chuckled. Said: "What a coincidence, isn't it? Two outstanding talents have appeared in the same city. Maybe one day we can find a third one there?"

Manstein's brows were so furrowed that he could squeeze out water. He suddenly thought of some words that Lin Nian said on the CC1000 Express. But at this moment, he was in a depressed mood and couldn't remember those words and talk to Schneider. Connected together.

"Judging from the progress of his search on the Internet, the group of people from the psychology department speculated that the boy would be tempted to look for us in person in half a year, but the interesting thing is that he didn't even show up before that He has been on our watch list, and even your students are recorded by us." Schneider dragged the car towards the elevator in the distance: "I will interview him in person, because it is so interesting. , isn’t it?”

Manstein did not answer him, but watched silently as the thin black figure disappeared behind the closed elevator door. As the elevator went up, the violent coughing sound became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.