Lu Mingfei, who studied Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

After Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang left, the control room was silent for a while, and then Manstein spoke first.

"Schneider, you know, you shouldn't describe the school board like that to Lu Mingfei and the others. Although what you said is true, knowing that you are being treated like a guinea pig under surveillance will cause a normal person to have a serious rebellious psychology. , let alone those two children with excellent pedigrees!" Manstein said in a serious tone.

"Shh." Schneider stretched his fingers in front of his mouth, making a silent gesture, and then pointed at the large central screen, "Norma, switch the screen to the monitoring probe at the door of the control room."

With a flash of white light, the black metal door of the control room appeared on the large central screen. Behind the door, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang were looking at each other quietly in front of the door, as if listening carefully to what was going on in the control room.

"They..." Manstein's eyes widened.

Schneider once again put his index finger in front of his mouth, signaling Manstein to be silent.

"...Okay, today's discussion ends here. Don't spread even a single word of what was said in this control room outside..."

Schneider stood up, and the cart connected to the oxygen tube made a harsh "blah blah" sound on the dark gray granite floor. He walked towards the door, and the friction sound became louder and louder.

On the big screen in the center, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang finally walked away quickly, like two dormant beasts fleeing after hearing the hunter's feigned gunshot.

"Children today are very precocious and frighteningly smart. You think they don't know many things, but in fact they know better than you. They are like a mirror. Do you think they have no way of knowing if we don't tell them? I'm just pretending to be confused." Schneider looked at Manstein.

"What do you mean by your last sentence?" Manstein was stunned.

Schneider tapped the large central screen with two fingers, "Norma, switch the image of the surveillance camera at the door to half an hour ago."

The screen cut again, and this time on the big screen, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang appeared on the screen again. They pressed their ears against the thick metal door and remained motionless, quietly listening to the movements in the control room.

In fact, "eavesdropping" is more appropriate, just like two children who are still naughty and want to eavesdrop on the conversation between adults... But they are not children, they are the best commissioners of the department, and their mission completion rate is in Kassel The No. 1 and No. 2 monsters in the college's history.

When Schneider's words reached a certain point, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang looked at each other outside the door and knocked on the door in time to interrupt.

"Are they too courageous?" The two people outside the door had already left. Manstein no longer suppressed his tone, his tone rose and he became furious, "They all learned from your executive department! Eavesdropping and stealing What's the difference between this behavior and a thief? Save the video record and let me teach those two guys personally how bad this behavior is!"

Manstein gave Schneider a hard look. As a disciplinary committee member, he had zero tolerance for such morally deficient behavior!

"Yes, our disciplinary committee member, you'd better tell them that this kind of behavior is only done by bad children, and what should good children do?" Schneider's iron-gray eyes looked at Manstein without hesitation, and the corner of his mouth There was a sarcastic sneer.

"Then you'd better explain to the children for me why we four old men, who are over two hundred years old in total, hide in such a dark secret room and secretly talk about them, like stinking rats that cannot see the light! "

"You'd better help Cassel College explain to them why the school board secretly monitors them all the time, and why it investigates their origins and backgrounds. Does this behavior count as an invasion of their privacy? And the robbers again What's the difference?"

"You'd better teach them to be submissive. Even if they are regarded as dangerous people, they can't complain or resist. Tell them that if they are defined as dangerous blood people, 'lobotomy' will not affect their lives. At most, it will Turn them into idiots who need to be fed even if they eat, and stay in a dark mental hospital for the rest of their lives, 'that's all'!"

Schneider's voice echoed in the control room for a long time, full of sarcasm and bloodshed.

As the head of the executive department, of course he has nothing to do with the word "clean". His hands are stained with the stench of blood, but even so, he is not willing to join in with the old monsters on the school board, who have lost their In the eyes of human lunatics, there is nothing but profit. Everything, including human life, can be traded by them. They are as filthy as maggots in the most smelly latrine in the world!

If Manstein still stands on the side of the school board, he will take off his oxygen mask, reveal his face covered with hideous scars, and spit on him to get out of this control room and not pollute the air here. !

"That's not what I meant..." Manstein was stunned. After being bombarded by Schneider's words, he slumped sluggishly on the soft-backed seat, as if all his strength had been drained away.

"If they are kept in the dark, I will feel so guilty that I can't sleep all night; if they have no desire to know the truth, then I will feel that what I have taught is a group of cowards who hate iron but cannot make steel... But fortunately , Those two children are very independent, which is a good thing, their lives should be in their own hands." Schneider, who has always been iron-blooded, said.

He stacked all the documents with special red seals indicating doubtful bloodlines on the black ashtray. Schneider gently slid a match and looked around at everyone.

"Does anyone want to quit? It's still too late."

Without exception, everyone's heads were shaking like rattles.

"very good."

Schneider threw the match onto the overlapping documents. The match drew a beautiful arc and burned through the center of the paper. Fire flashed in the control room, and the smoke spread...until the documents melted in the black ashtray. For ashes.

Then he quickly piled the remaining films and documents together and stuffed them back into the aluminum box. He took out the new lock that had been prepared and clicked it. He breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at Guderian and Mann. Stein and Mance, "Okay, done, now we are all accomplices and should have a drink together."

"You can also play mahjong. The four of us can sit together at the same table." This was a new skill Guderian learned when he went to China. It was like discovering a new world and made him very addicted.

"Schneider, you destroyed the school board seal on the edge of the box, which means that the box was opened before it was handed over to the school board. Isn't this too obvious?" Mance asked in a low voice.

"The box was brought back from China by Chu Zihang. After several circulations, it is very likely that this box was opened before Chu Zihang, right? There are countless people who want the contents of this box, and we are the ones who may be suspected. The least sexual one, right?" Schneider said confidently.

"So why did those hunters snatch this document? Who is the employer behind them? What is his target? Cassel College? Or... someone or some people in this document?" Man Stein lowered his head and thought.

"Who knows, anyway, the person who did such a thing must be a bad person." Schneider shrugged, "It is natural for bad people to do bad things, and there is no need for any reason."

"Your logic is really the same as the execution style...simple and crude..." Manstein murmured.

At this time, there was a slow and rhythmic knock on the door, and the four people quickly exchanged glances.

Schneider flew up, grabbed the ashtray, threw it into the wastebasket, and poured a can of Coke into it; Guderian threw a heavy dictionary in and pressed it on top, and Manstein quickly moved the muscles on his face, Resuming his usual seriousness and integrity as the head of the Discipline Committee; Mance slowly walked over and opened the door.

The heavy door opened silently, and a smiling young man stood outside the door. His long blond hair covered half of his face, and his face was surprisingly delicate.

The young man stretched out his hand: "Hello, Professor Mance? I am Patsy, secretary of the school board of directors. I have been entrusted by the school directors to pick up a box."

Patsy, a young man who claimed to be a "secretary", looked at the central control room. There was an aluminum box on the long table, Professor Schneider from the executive department who looked majestic and indifferent, Professor Manstein who was serious and overly upright, and the bored Professor Guderian, who was whistling, seemed very happy to see him and waved.

"Hi! Patsy."

"Hello, professors!" Percy bowed slightly toward the room, then he seemed to smell something strange, so he covered his nose and asked, "Why do I smell the pungent smell of smoke?"

The three professors at the long table looked at each other with panic and blame in each other's eyes: Why didn't you think of this? I forgot too!

"Ahem." Professor Mance, who was still at the door, coughed twice, and then took out a cigar from the inside of his windbreaker. "I couldn't help it. I feel itchy if I don't smoke this thing when I'm free."

The eye exposed by Patsy's long blond hair was staring at the cigar in Professor Mance's hand, with burning eyes, "Bolivar, what a coincidence, many elders in the Gattuso family also like to smoke this Cuban cigar produced by the Rocha Company. , I remember its taste..."

Patsy turned his eye to Professor Mance and sniffed the air with his tall nose, as if comparing the strong and choking smell of smoke in the air with the taste of Bolivar cigars in his memory. A hint of color.

Mance looked at the young man's eyes, and the fingers holding the cigar subconsciously exerted force, almost cutting off the cigar. The atmosphere in the control room was as quiet as death. Schneider's expression instantly darkened. Mansch Tan Yin frowned deeply, Guderian held his breath and did not dare to speak, his heart was in his throat.

"It's just so pungent and choking." Passi smiled nostalgically and sighed, "Just like the vodka in cigars, Bolivar cigars are recognized as one of the strongest cigars in Cuba. Its flavor characteristics are: It tastes earthy, sour, and mixed with barbecue smoke, but Professor Manns, it’s better to smoke less, smoking is harmful to health.”

"Thank you." Professor Mance put the cigar back and forced a polite smile.

Patsy carried the aluminum sealed box and left without any inspection. Several people in the room gasped for air, especially Mance. The cold sweat had soaked the back of his shirt during the conversation.

…

"Seriously, I haven't finished my studies yet. Do I need to use an 'A' grade and an 'S' grade for orientation training for a new student?"

Walking onto the platform from the CC1000 train, Chu Zihang asked Lu Mingfei this question again. He was very talkative in the academy and was stingy with Caesar, the members of the Lion Heart Club, and even his mentor Schneider. Strictly speaking.

Only for his junior brother Lu Mingfei, he sometimes talks like a bastard.

"Yes, it's necessary. I can't handle it alone. Senior brother, don't ask anymore!" Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes. "By the way, the courses at your college have ended long ago. 'Unfinished homework.' What is meant?"

"It's "Jade Road". I've recently been studying this alchemical document that was introduced to Europe from Egypt in 332 BC, and I just happened to have some thoughts and feelings." Chu Zihang answered in a straight tone.

"Brother!" Lu Mingfei turned his head and looked at Chu Zihang seriously, "No matter when you study, the knowledge and documents will always be there. They will not grow legs or run away, but girls will, The girl’s legs are very long, she can take a big step, and she can run very fast!”

Lu Mingfei was trying to instill the most philosophical words in his life outside of books into Chu Zihang.

"Although knowledge and documents cannot escape, inspiration can. It is actually very difficult to find that little bit of inspiration." Chu Zihang said seriously.

Lu Mingfei hit him hard on the forehead. He was defeated. He was defeated miserably. In terms of men and women, Chu Zihang was just like an elm tree that could hardly be carved into flowers. He was very worried if Chu Zihang knew about Xiaolong later. The woman's true identity, how can he persuade the two not to bite each other's throats because of racial conflicts!

Hell, slaying a dragon isn't even that hard!

"Senior brother, let me ask you a question, what do you think about... love across races?" Lu Mingfei asked tentatively.

The two of them were walking out of the platform and moving towards the waiting hall.

"Are you referring to last year's hit "Twilight" or the old movie "Edward Scissorhands"?" Chu Zihang asked.

"What's the difference between the two?"

"There is a big difference. Humans and vampires are at least similar in physiological structure, but humans and robots are very different." Chu Zihang analyzed rigorously from the perspective of a science student.

"Then it's like the Disney movie "Beauty and the Beast". What if, I mean what if! If, senior brother, you are the beauty in it, is it possible for you to fall in love with the beast?" Lu Mingfei asked without giving up.

"Hmm... probably not." Chu Zihang's eyes covered by contact lenses flashed with a materialistic light, "That's a fairy tale, and I'm not very good at analyzing emotions from a female perspective, but in reality, normal people You should be repulsed by such a beast. If you see a dragon-man, your instinctive physiological reaction will not be to approach it, right?"

While chatting, the two of them had reached the middle of the waiting hall. Suddenly, a long, high-pitched sound pierced the sky.

"Ahhh!" Sharp screams burst out from above their heads, and Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang looked up at the same time.

On the beam of the Chicago Hall, a beautiful girl with long hair fell from the sky, holding a Winnie the Pooh balloon in her hand that seemed unable to support the girl's weight.

Between the lightning and flint, Chu Zihang beside him rushed out like a flowing shadow, and he caught the beautiful girl steadily at the critical moment.

There was warm applause from all around. Seeing this beautiful scene of a hero saving a beauty, Lu Mingfei's lips curled into a smirk.

"You won't get close due to physiological reactions? You're lying, senior brother!"