Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Chapter 28 I Have Seen This Sister Before
"Brother, are you asleep?" Lu Mingfei looked at the ceiling and asked in a low voice.

"Not yet, I'm thinking about something." The person next to the pillow also looked at the ceiling, the quilt covered his shoulders, and his hands were obediently placed under the quilt.

"Miss Junior Sister? Then don't think about it, it's right next to you." Lu Mingfei whispered.

"No... It's just the first time to sleep with someone else, I'm not used to it, it'll be fine when I get sleepy later, it's fine."

"Hey," Lu Mingfei turned his head, looking at the handsome face and neat eyelashes beside the pillow, "Brother, do you know the navigation club of Shilan Middle School?"

Shilan Middle School once established a special club, the Navigation Club, which is almost full of soft girls.

They have a common identity, that is Chu Zihang's fan girl.

Chu Zihang turned his head to look at him, and said silently: "Do you remember what I said before? They only like the perfect Chu Zihang in their eyes, but that is not the real me. I am far from what they imagined. Well, they don't know what the real me is like."

"Then, if there is someone who really understands you, will you like her?" Junior asked in a low voice.

Chu Zihang frowned slightly.

He didn't understand why his junior brother cared so much about his emotional life recently?

Shouldn't he be worried about whether he will report his affairs to the school now?
"Brother, when we were in military training in high school, the sound insulation effect of the walls was poor, and a bunch of people were eavesdropping on the corner of the girls' dormitory. The topic was 'what would I do if I married Chu Zihang'."

"There are hardliners who say they will resolutely push you, literary school who say they want you to tell bedtime stories every night, and those who are good wives and mothers who say they want to rely on cooking skills to make you fat, which is the so-called retention of men. The stomach of the man keeps the heart of the man, and the career-oriented ones are contemptuous. What do you do with the level of the young mistress of the Chu family? Definitely fight against the mother-in-law first, grasp the power of housekeeping, and secure the top position in the inner court of the Chu family! But in the end The winner was the one with tenderness, a girl with a soft voice said, 'If I date him, I don't think about anything else, I just want to watch him sleep and count his eyelashes one by one', tsk tsk , It's really enviable to hear!"

The corners of Chu Zihang's eyes twitched, not because he was struck by the sensational words, but because his junior not only deliberately imitated the girl's voice, but also winked at him tenderly.

He turned over, he really didn't want to see that cheap face of his junior brother.

"Don't be envious, all the girls who said that back then have found boyfriends now, and only you and I in the corner are sleeping in the same bed."

Chu Zihang turned his back to his junior and counterattacked in a low voice.

really.

There was no sound from behind for a long while.

The counterattack was successful.

Chu Zihang silently thought in his heart, it seems that he still has talent in this area.

He was originally a person who was not good at words, but in the short time he spent with his younger brother, he has made rapid progress in his rhetoric attainments, and he has been able to turn his back on others and easily suppress his younger brother.

"Brother, will you tell the truth?"

After a long time, Lu Mingfei asked softly from behind.

These words made Chu Zihang's heart flutter a little, it seems that the junior brother still cares.

He was silent for a moment, and took out the belly draft he had prepared a long time ago: "You save my life, and I will pay you back. Next, I will be in charge of watching you. If... I will be your first enemy."

When he said "if", he paused and didn't continue, but it was self-evident what he was referring to.

But this time, the younger brother unexpectedly did not respond to him.

Just as he turned his head in doubt, there was a faint snoring sound from behind.

Junior brother fell asleep again...

Chu Zihang sighed and lay down again.

He suddenly found that this direction was facing the little junior sister he just met today.

On another bed not far away, Xia Mi fell asleep peacefully, the curtains were not drawn, the moonlight shone on her soft forehead hair, the quilt was wrapped up to the back of her head, revealing only a delicate little face Son, the long eyelashes left two shadows on the face.

In Chu Zihang's life, he had never observed a sleeping girl so closely.

His heart moved, and the girl's eyelashes were counted one by one, as if counting time.

He suddenly understood why the girl his junior was talking about counted his eyelashes when he fell asleep.

Because in front of the most familiar and closest person, you may not want to touch his face, or insist on him telling a story to make a little noise, but what you want is to look at his sleeping face and feel the time silently the passage of time.

That's right...

There was an aura about Xia Mi, which he was very familiar with.

It was not a girl's familiarity, but a memory imprinted deep in her sense of smell.

It's like childhood marking spring with the smell of gardenias.

Just like Jia Baoyu's classic declaration when he first met Lin Daiyu——

"I've seen this sister before!"

Chu Zihang's pupils suddenly dilated, as if enlightened, his whole body tensed up.

Countless yellowed memory fragments poured out overwhelmingly, completely submerging his mind.

this girl...

He seems to have seen it somewhere...

……

……

The school headquarters, the central control room.

On the long table was an aluminum sealed box with a courier label from China, which was delivered here by the last CC1000 express train before the strike.

Professor Schneider turned on a dark purple flashlight and checked along the edge of the sealed box, then nodded:

"The seal is not broken, the box has not been opened on the way, and the contents inside are safe."

"This thing doesn't have to be sent to the school, just send it directly to the school board." Manstein said with a frown, "In this case, we still have to wait for the school board to send someone to pick it up."

"I specifically asked them to send it to us first." Schneider said, "It's safer to open it and have a look."

He did what he said, and cut off the lock with a "click".

"Hey!" Manstein said it was too late to stop.

Inside the airtight box was a rain-wet paper bag, inside were several overstuffed kraft paper document bags, and each bag was filled with A4 paper transcribed with a fine pen.

"It seems that in the past few years, there have been quite a few cases classified as 'supernatural' by the Chinese police."

Schneider carefully took out the document, placed it under an infrared lamp, and dried it while flipping through it.

"How many of these cases will be dragon-related?" Manstein asked.

"99% are irrelevant. Some are committed by mental patients, some are caused by ball lightning causing houses to set themselves on fire, and some are simply UFO sighting reports. The focus is on the remaining 1%." Schneider said.

"How to identify specifically?" Guderian asked.

"We don't screen, the school board is responsible for screening. Didn't you find out? In this college, there is only an executive department and no intelligence department. In the war with the dragons, intelligence is far more important than execution. Only by finding them can we solve them. So The school board is in charge of intelligence, including the killing of the "King of Bronze and Fire" in the Three Gorges Reservoir, it is the order of the school board. If there is no school board, we will not send the Moniah to the Yangtze River at all Go up." Schneider shrugged.

"I heard that the school management committee has a lot of people in various places. They collect information through various channels, which is equivalent to an intelligence network. Some of them control several multinational organizations, so basically the places where humans can go , the academy can get support,” Manstein said.

"This is the accumulation of the Secret Party for thousands of years. The Presbyterian Church is not just a few wise old men. They have the power and money." Schneider said.

"This is an 'SS' level document, do you have the right to consult it?" Manstein asked suddenly.

"No right, but I guess you won't go out and say it?" Schneider shrugged.

"Why don't I speak out? Don't forget that I am the chairman of the Disciplinary Committee. My responsibility is to uphold the school rules. I am directly responsible to the principal and the school board!"

Manstein's eyes widened, his bald head shone with anger,
"Don't make it sound like I'm with you, you didn't even tell us why you did it!"

"Do you know about the Nibelungen Project?" Schneider asked.

"The Nibelungen Project?" Manstein had heard of this mythical "Land of the Dead", but he didn't know why Schneider brought it up at this time.

Schneider handed the already prepared envelope to Manstein, "Look for yourself, and you'll know after reading it."

Manstein opened the envelope for some unknown reason, and inside were student resumes, each of which was stamped with a special red lacquer stamp.

As the resumes were turned over one by one, Manstein's face became more and more strange, and finally he stopped.

Stopped on the resume of "Chen Motong".

"Why are you flipping so fast? I saw Lu Mingfei..." Guderian also stretched his neck and looked aside.

"What do these resumes mean?" Manstein said in a low voice.

"You should be able to see clearly the words on the red paint badge, 'Dangerous Bloodlines', these students are all considered by the school board to be of questionable bloodlines, including your student Chen Motong."

Schneider pointed to Guderian again,

"And your student Lu Mingfei."

"In the past, the school council did not speak on student affairs, because the main part of the college was well controlled by the principal and the night watchmen, every student was under long-term observation, and there had never been a case of dangerous people mixing into the campus. But just now Last month, the board of trustees said they needed to re-examine the pedigree of the students whose CVs were sent to the executive department for a new focused training program called the 'Nibelungen Plan', and that the students were considered to be of possible 'dangerous pedigree' .”

"My old friends, do you still want to say that this has nothing to do with you?"

Guderian shouted: "Impossible! If you talk about dangerous blood, isn't your student Chu Zihang the most dangerous? But there is no Chu Zihang here?"

Schneider explained patiently: "I am Chu Zihang's mentor. Even if Chu Zihang is considered to have a 'dangerous bloodline', his resume will not be sent to me. You should understand after thinking about it. But the two of you All the students are among them.”

"What's the definition of questionable pedigree?" Manstein asked.

Schneider said lightly: "It's the blood concentration exceeding the standard. You know, once the blood concentration exceeds the threshold, the mixed race will gradually become a dragon, and then he will become an enemy."

"Is there any way to measure the genetic ratio now?"

"No, we can only rely on the analysis of their behavior, so do you understand why the school board is so concerned about this file this time? Among the selected students, Chen Motong, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang are all from China !"

"Is this checking their family history?" Manstein whispered.

"Mingfei... There will be no problem! How could he be in danger? He is a complete coward!" Guderian stammered.

"Okay, didn't you say that he is full of inspiration?" Manstein pushed him aside and looked at Schneider, "If the school board thinks their blood is dangerous... What will be the result?"

Schneider lit a match and lit the film about Chu Zihang.

In the choking smoke, the film gradually melted into the soot.

"You should be very clear about the style of the school board." Schneider said coldly, his iron-gray eyes filled with coldness.

Manstein trembled, and almost moaned: "It's the iron fist rule, clear out!"

Schneider said indifferently: "They will use 'lobotomy' to deal with them. This operation is used to control the hybrids. After the brain lobe is removed, the most important 'spiritual resonance' of the dragon bloodline is cut off."

"And after the operation, the patient will be very docile and easy to control, but he often sits somewhere like a fool and mutters to himself all day long."

Guderian murmured: "Damn... lend me the matches!"

Schneider spread his hands and said: "Forget it, don't bother, there is no information about Lu Mingfei in the file, the executive department investigated his past, it was unremarkable, so mediocre that he felt that he was too much of a failure, maybe the school directors would suspect him at all. Without blood, did you recruit the wrong person?"

"Ming Fei is really a genius who knows how to protect himself wisely!" Guderian heaved a sigh of relief.

Another match was lit.

The two turned their heads together and saw Manstein igniting another film with a blank expression.

"Mr. Manstein, director of the discipline committee?" Schneider sneered, "This is not your style."

Manstein ignored him and just watched the film turn into ashes indifferently.

Guderian suddenly realized: "I understand, you are because of her mother? You had a crush on her mother back then, right? He really is a strange man with love and righteousness!"

"Damn it! Shut up, it's nothing!" Manstein wished he could smash the bastard to death with an ashtray.

Schneider quickly started to deal with the follow-up.

"Wait a minute, you destroyed the paper bag with the school board seal, it's too obvious!" Manstein shouted.

"It's very simple. Since there are hunters who stole these materials, then they took the fragments." Schneider said with confidence, "That's the fact, it's reasonable!"

Manstein frowned and said, "They didn't have a good reason for doing this!"

"But they are bad people, and those who oppose the Secret Party are all bad people," Schneider shrugged, "It is possible for bad people to do anything without reason."

"You really deserve to be the head of the executive department..." Manstein murmured.

"Thank you for the compliment."

(End of this chapter)