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

Chapter 321 School Board

"It seems that Kassel College is indeed a place where people feel a sense of belonging. You think you are already a part of them."

"At least they pay me."

"Now you have nothing to rely on. If you came today with the purpose of angering me and the entire secret party, then you have indeed done it. If you want war, we will give you war."

"Do you think we will regret the war coming? No. This is our mission."

The faint sunlight shines on the recording on the brown-black conference table. An old man in a crisp suit stands by the window, with his eyes closed and his arms folded, hiding under the sound of the waves. The recording is played quietly in the silent conference room As he stood, the white gauze curtain on his side was blown slightly by the sea breeze, brushing against the corners of his suit arms, tenderly like the skirt of a girl kissed by the wind. What was hidden behind was not the spring, but this white building. Portofino dazzles in midsummer outside the Fortress of Solitude.

The white sea foam hits the black reef, and the silhouette of a ferry passes by on the other side of the sea. Behind the silhouette is the shadow of an island on the horizon. On the island is a mountain, beyond the mountain is the sea, and overseas is another mountain.On the sea, on the mountains, and on the green leaves, everything seems to be covered with a dazzling halo of summer, except for the people in the dim conference room, it seems that no matter how strong the sun is, it can't illuminate the faces of these men and women .

This is Portofino, a seaport town in Italy. The scenery is beautiful, especially in midsummer. Now, at the end of July, it is the season of seagulls and sunlight, so every inch of land here exudes laziness And decadent breath.

Before the 60s, Portofino was an unremarkable fishing village. Until one day, a film investor relying on the Gattuso gang swam to this land with sharp eyes, and filmed a heart-wrenching movie. In an instant, this fishing village has since become a vacation paradise, with high-end hotels and restaurants lined up, making countless stars and photography lovers linger.

The Gattuso family, which brought economic revival to it, also has the absolute right to speak in this piece of land. Every mayor of the mayor will rush to the manor with generous gifts, and sit on the other side of the table like a man still wearing clothes. Children in stockings, the town mayors cautiously and submissively propose to the man behind the table the grand plans and great achievements in the next ten years, and then offer gifts and loyalty. If they can kiss each other's hands, it will represent the next ten Worry-free tenure.

In the past ten years, the meetings of the board of directors of Kassel College have been held in this seaport town with absolute right to speak. Residents and friends can always see top luxury cars one after another in specific seasons. Under the dazzling sunlight, we drove towards the white fortress on the top of the mountain.The number of vehicles is also always constant, at most seven, sometimes not less than six, and sometimes you can even see mountain bikes under luxury cars. The car overtook, and finally drove into the fort without making a sound.

The time is now July 7th, the hot summer, the annual school board meeting was held ahead of schedule, and the distinguished guests came slowly with summer Zhengmei skirts, and walked into the room as usual no matter how bright the summer light was, it was still dim Sitting in front of the brown-black conference table with copper bells on each side, he cast his eyes on the face of the old man whose face remained unchanged no matter how fast or how long the years passed.

If it was normal, the old man would first give a speech of appropriate length, summarizing the contributions made by the secret parties to the cause of dragon slaying in the past, and how many steps the mixed races have made towards the ultimate goal of ending the dragon era, and then as usual Small talk, flattery, and finally a martini clink to discuss the real 'big thing'.

But today's meeting does not have these tedious and cumbersome processes, not even the glass of martini to celebrate success, but a black rectangular recording pen quietly placed in the center of the conference table.

When everyone (except the absentees) sat together and looked towards the head of the table, the old man with his hands in his suit pocket leaned out and pressed the switch of the recording pen, and played a song that was played not long ago in an opera house in a coastal city in China. a conversation.

Every school manager listened so earnestly. The backs of the chairs sat upright like javelins stuck in their clothes. During the first half of the recording, everyone's expressions were so calm. When the last prophecy came out, there was a resounding In the empty meeting room, it was as if the waves smashed on the rocks, leaving small but extremely clear traces on the surface of the hard black reef under the sunlight.

Until there was a sharp glass shattering and exclamation, gunshots and chaos filled the ground, and the recording came to an abrupt end.

Angers walked from the window to the side of the school manager Elisabeth Laurent at the table. When the other party was at a loss and thinking, he reached out and took back the recording pen on the desktop and pressed the close button.

At this time, all the school managers came back to their senses. Three men and two women had the same thoughts written on their faces. The hands holding the crutches were suddenly clenched. The Buddhist beads stagnant in their hands continued to grind. The horns slowly tightened, and they stared at the attendants behind them for a long time, and finally fell silent. It seems that compared with previous speeches, this recording is more mellow than fine wine, making everyone enter the state in advance.

"This is an audio recording of an executive mission that happened in China a month ago. The recording was provided by the director of Frost." Anger sat back in the main seat and put the recording pen under his hand, and turned to the right table The former Frost nodded with a smile, "What happened to a commissioner of the executive department when he completed the task numbered 'A090607'. The main female voice in the recording is the suspect suspected of being the target of the mission, and the male voice is the commissioner of the executive department."

"Does the executive department record the whole process when performing missions?" A middle-aged man in a summer cycling suit rang the bell and asked. It is worth mentioning that there was a mountain bike helmet next to his copper bell. It's breathable and expensive, and the only person who can sit here is undoubtedly one of the school trustees, even though he looks like a mountain bike enthusiast on a road trip.

"Normally not, but there are special circumstances. This time it is a special situation." Angers looked at the school director Frost Gattuso with a warm smile on his face.

"The style of the executive department has become more and more aggressive in recent years. I think this surly style should be curbed to a certain extent, and a third-party force must be involved in it. It is not ruled out that a new similar executive department will be established in the college." organization." Frost rang the bell and said deadpan.

"In order to contain the East Factory, the West Factory was newly established?" Anger smiled lightly, "But no matter what factories, they all work for the secret party. It is not wise to hold your own nose and hit your right with your left hand."

"So the executive department is still a secret agency of the secret party? I thought it had already become a talk between the principal of Kassel College and his hounds." Frost said.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. The system of Kassel College was established by the first generation of school managers. Now, after a hundred years of evaluation, there have been no problems. A system without loopholes does not need any icing on the cake. There is only one executive department now, and there will be no more in the future. There will only be one, and the more knives you hold in your hand on the battlefield, the better, and I think everyone understands this." Lisa, the school manager, rang the bell.

The other school managers cast their eyes on the new school manager who supported Angers. It was not this young girl who used to sit in this seat, but a gentleman who was the same age as the two old people in the school manager. It's a pity that he accidentally took his life away, and now sitting here has become a child who is too young to be Angers' daughter. However, Angers' attitude towards her is indeed the same as that of his daughter, no wonder he has the courage Blatantly choking Frost, who has always had the greatest right to speak.

"I support Elizabeth's school manager. There can only be one executive department. Now our topic should be this recording, not internal strife. Please ask the executor to clarify the theme of our meeting of the elders." The old man with a cane rang the bell, The voice was as deep as a rusty tuba euphonium.

The executor mentioned by the old people is Angers. Besides the principal of Kassel College, Angers has an identity several times that of the former——the secret paper jointly launched by the five school managers in front of him and one absent school manager. As the spokesperson of the party, he walks in the society of mixed races and represents the face of the entire secret party, so he is high-profile and arrogant, full of power and arrogance in the inside of a gentleman's appearance.

Angers no longer looked at Frost, and Frost didn't look at him either. It seemed that the two had disputes at the meeting not once or twice. Angers focused on the words of the old man with a cane , said with a slight smile: "The meeting of the Presbyterian Church? What's interesting is that the woman in the recording also mentioned the same word. She said, 'When the black emperor usurped the throne and made the king famous, the era of the Presbyterian Church has become obsolete' .”

"'The Presbyterian Church'? This is a new discovery. If it is confirmed, it may have epoch-making significance, and it can take a big step forward for us to understand the dragon civilization." The middle-aged man touched his mountain bike helmet. thoughtfully said.

"Unfortunately, as far as we know about the dragon civilization, we can't get strong research on the vague term 'Presbyterian Age' from any aspect." Anger said.

"You mentioned that this recording came from a mission of the executive department. I would like to know the details of this mission." The girl who had been silent at the school board met the attendant in a suit behind her, then turned to look at Ange and said.

"An illegal trading rally suspected of alchemy items was held by an unidentified organizer. The guests present were mixed, mixed-races who wanted to pick up the leaks, business tycoons, capitalists, and ancient mixed-race families from China." Anger said.

"The identity span among the guests seems to be a bit large, and there are ordinary people present?" said the middle-aged man.

"Many, most of the alchemy items were found by this group of ordinary people through various channels, so this is defined by us as an 'illegal assembly'." Anger said, "Our commissioner sealed off the scene of the illegal assembly , and suppressed all the guests who came to the scene."

"Suppression? I heard gunshots in the recording." The old man with a cane said, "Is the executive department killing again?"

"An unidentified mercenary team broke into the scene, trying to snatch a certain exhibit." Anger explained.

"There are descendants of mixed-race families at the scene. Are there any casualties among them? If this kind of matter is not handled properly, it will cause huge troubles, and it is very likely to escalate into international disputes." The old man asked.

Everyone knows that the ancient families in China are huge in size, but they have never easily expanded their power because of internal strife. However, whenever a foreign enemy damages their collective interests, they will almost without hesitation. The tip of the knife stabbed outward, no matter who the opponent was or where he was hiding.

For those mixed-race families, the secret party has always kept a respectful distance, but now it is inevitable to involve the descendants of those people, so the attitude of the school directors has to be serious.

"No, they were very lucky, because at that time the trump card of the executive department was controlling the scene." Angers smiled, "There were almost zero casualties at the scene of the illegal assembly except for the perpetrators. You can always trust the trump card of our executive department."

"The trump card of the executive department? Are you referring to the kid you unearthed? He is handling the mission this time?" The old man nodded. "I've heard some rumors about him, but not many."

"I think everyone should have obtained some information from their own sources, and they will have some impressions." Ange nodded with a smile, and he pushed a document from his side to the school board to circulate in turn.

After the school directors took the file and opened it, they first saw the photo of the boy, and then the mission file marked as 'S' confidential in the information department, which contained all the missions and activities the boy had engaged in. The school managers flicked through the files with their fingers like a cash counter, and their pupils seemed to shrink a little on every line of text and every sticker.

"Lin Nian, a young man who is too good, I see the shadow of me in him. He has been doing a great job until today, hasn't he?" Anger said with a smile, "just right, our The theme of the meeting revolved around him."

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