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

Angers pushed open the door to the room. Even though it was daytime, the light from the candlestick on the long table still disrupted his shadow on the wall. And he was not the only one whose shadow was printed in the room. On the wall are rows of swaying silhouettes of figures, some old or young, some modest and simple or ambitious.

Angers was the only one who walked into the door. Everyone was looking behind him, but there was no one else behind him. After entering the room, he closed the door.

Except for one school director who is permanently absent, the remaining six school directors in the room have arrived, including Elizabeth Laurent, who accompanied Angers to the hotel. At this time, she was also sitting quietly at the table, with a calm face in front of her. There was a small brass bell, and the candlestick could not fully illuminate her beautiful face under the black veil, only her lips, which were as red as blood.

Angers walked past the long table, and all the school directors' eyes were focused on him. When he reached the head of the long table, no one said a word until he sat down and found a comfortable position on the chair. Sit down, take the small brass bell placed in front of you, then shake it and say: "Everyone is here, then I announce that the emergency meeting of the school board of directors has officially begun. According to tradition, the school director who convened the emergency meeting should explain that there is no need to delay situation and the first set of emergency measures, then the first person to speak this time should be Mr. Pompeo of the Gattuso family."

There was silence on the long table, no one spoke, and no one rang the bell, but everyone's eyes were focused on the man second from the table on the right side of Angers, but that man was not Pompeii Cato Suo, if that's the case, then the other party shouldn't have just the copper bell in front of him right now, but a glass of refreshing lime wine.

Tens of seconds later, someone rang the bell.

"The opening joke is not funny, Ange. This emergency meeting is about discussing the matter, not deliberately targeting anyone. You should know this." The person ringing the bell was an old man twisting the beads. He was almost invisible under the candlelight. His eyes, the deep-set eye sockets seemed to hide a dry well, and any gaze peeking in was like a pebble thrown into the wellhead without any response.

"Will there be a fight next, or will we start a childish scolding war, or will we have an emergency meeting as usual? I remember that the last emergency meeting was about the thermal missile incident caused by the second-generation species awakening at the bottom of the Caribbean Sea. That time Our decision is directly related to the collapse of the U.S.-Soviet bipolarity and the nuclear crisis that radiates around the world. But when did the opening of an emergency meeting turn into telling jokes instead of distributing documents?" An old man wearing a crisp suit and a crimson handkerchief Ringing the bell, he asked in a calm tone.

"But that was the last emergency meeting. In my opinion, the biggest commotion in this meeting was just a student losing his temper or dropping out of school. It was far less serious than the Cuban nuclear crisis. Let's tell a joke beforehand to lighten the atmosphere. Isn't that a good thing?" Lisa said calmly.

"Is the smell of gunpowder so strong before the emergency meeting has even started? I don't like quarreling. If there's going to be a quarrel later, can I leave early?" the middle-aged man rang the bell and raised his hand.

"Emergency meetings should be convened only when emergencies occur. The school directors' time is not allowed to be wasted." The youngest among the school directors, a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old with light blond hair, tensed She spoke with a straight face, but behind her the butler could not see her expression or face in her shadow under the candlelight.

Angers sat on the bench and looked at each school director in a leisurely manner. It was not until the end that the school director who had not spoken raised the bell and rang it.

Frost Gattuso, the last of the six school governors, rang the bell and spoke in the silence, "I don't mind hearing Angers' joke before making all the serious accusations that follow. , if his jokes only stop here, then it’s up to me to start the joke again.”

All the school directors were silent. The word "accusation" should not appear randomly on this table. If this word appears at a company's shareholders' meeting, it means that there will be a smokeless battle. Impeachment or silencing, and no one sitting in this room will allow such a finger to be pointed at themselves. Whenever there are accusations, it will inevitably cause a cruel internal war.

"It seems that Director Frost has something to say." Angers nodded.

He lit the gunpowder, but he sat there as if nothing had happened. He even had the nerve to take out a Monterey cigar and cut it up. There was a half-opened matchbox next to him, and a match came out of it. Take it out and be ready to draw it out at any time.

"Everyone should know what the topic of this emergency meeting is. If the content of the topic is true, then this will become the most serious internal accusation since the establishment of the school board." Frost added a stack of two fingers thick The document was placed on the table and spread out, "This accusation may directly impeach or restrict the power of the spokesperson of the Presbyterian Church."

"You should put impeachment in the back position, not in the front position. This will show your lack of momentum and expose your true purpose." Angers bit the cigar into his mouth, struck the match, lit it, and then took a deep breath. This old guy took a puff of cigar and actually passed it through his lungs. Only some real old smokers in Cuba can do this. The strong nicotine and smoke will bring people a huge stimulation, but Angers didn't even look calm. He changed his mind and breathed out the smoke faintly, his whole face was covered in white mist, "'Bringing a dangerous hybrid with unknown background and doubtful blood into the secret party's fortress, and allowing him to move freely to cause Unpredictable safety hazards.’ If I’m not mistaken, this is what Director Frost alleged, right?”

All the school directors were silent. They had all received some cryptic notices before coming here, and when the issue was being raised, everyone fell silent again.

Just like Frost said, this is an accusation, a serious accusation that cannot be ignored, and the target of the accusation is also extremely special. There are two existing 'S' class super hybrids in Cassel Academy.

Accusation of dereliction of duty against Hilbert Jean Angers, president of the College of Cassel.

Complaints about the bloodline of Lin Nian, a 2009 ‘S’ class student at Kassel Academy.

"It seems you got wind of it in advance," Frost said.

"It's hard not to know." Angers nodded, "But this accusation only makes me feel funny. Who still remembers that at the last annual meeting, someone also intended to use this so-called 'dangerous hybrid' as a member of the secret party." Pushing 'face' to the entire mixed race world?"

"I remember this issue was rejected, with a vote of 4:2 for and against." The middle-aged man rang the bell and said.

"Last time, everyone was so optimistic about him, but this time, the future of the so-called mixed race has suddenly become what some people call a 'dangerous mixed race.'" Angers said with a smile, "Today's young people say they like to play with women. Emotional men are called 'scumbags'. 'Scumbags' generally refers to people who change their faces very quickly when their desires are satisfied or when they don't get what they want. However, no matter how fast they change their faces, they will never be as fast as they are now. Come on, there must be some foreshadowing and transitions during the process, otherwise it will appear too emotional, and emotion is synonymous with childishness and irrationality from a certain perspective."

"Everything has a reason. It seems that something has changed school director Frost's view of that boy." The old man twisting the beads said calmly.

"Why bother to accuse him?" Angers just laughed.

"But what if there is solid evidence?" Frost rang the bell.

He was surprisingly calm during this meeting. He was not at all annoyed by Anger's attitude and provocation. From beginning to end, he was in his own rhythm. The bright and dark face in the candlelight was eerie and scary. "I admit that I used to be a misunderstanding." They thought that the person Angers liked had the qualifications to become the secret party's 'face', but after a series of shocking accidents happened to the boy, the Gattuso family gradually became suspicious and began to carry out a comprehensive investigation of the boy. Investigation, the results of the investigation indeed proved that our doubts were correct, and we found some very interesting and very guiding things."

"So you called this emergency meeting? What is your intended purpose, a King Solomon-style ruling decided by the Supreme Council?" Angers said lightly, "Director Frost, is your purpose really? Want to do a purge?”

"If necessary, I will formally propose to do this." Frost looked at Ang and nodded, "In just one year, how many things have happened to Lin Nian, an 'S'-level student, and all of us." They are all obvious to all, and the doubts inside have gradually accumulated to the point where it is now difficult to cover up. I think one day these things will accumulate and cause an unforeseen breach, so it is better to proceed after a major mistake of the execution department. A one-time reckoning.”

"Liquidation? What's the worst case scenario, party regulations, iron-fist rule, purging everyone out?" Angers bit his cigar and looked directly at Frost. The other school directors raised their heads slightly and looked calm. Angers kept appearing at the school board meeting. He behaved like an old-school gentleman, but today he changed his previous attitude and became really tough on the matter he was about to propose.

"Whether there will be such consequences is also the argument of this issue, and I hope that the final decision will be made jointly by all school directors." Frost took out a remote control from under the table and gently After pressing the button, a white screen slowly lowered behind Ange's seat at the end of the long table.

In the darkness, a video was playing with a white light on the screen. The color was blurry but there was no sound. It could only be vaguely distinguished that it was a smoky street. There was a clear year, month, day and time in the upper right corner of the video.

This is a video record taken half a year ago, and the shooting location was a street in central Japan.

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