From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Chapter 63 Schneider
"I will assign a long-term task to the executive department to protect a high-ranking family member within three years. During this time, he will not be affected by the task. In addition, I will have people sort out the alchemy knowledge, except for taboos. But it can only be copied by hand, and you are not allowed to spread it outside. The delivery time will take about two days, and you decide the delivery location." Laurent said after collecting the blood sample.

"Put it in the Drug Research Institute." Jiang Yuan took out the bandage from the pocket of his work clothes. His healing ability is stronger than that of normal hybrids. This is a flaw that needs to be covered up.

"Okay." Laurent asked, "Is dinner ready?"

"I'm not hungry, I'm leaving first."

After Jiang Yuan finished speaking, he stood up and left. Due to Mi's ability, no matter how his blood was tested, the conclusion was that he was a Class A hybrid using Mingzhao. This has been verified by the Sheqiba Family. At this time, the combination Previous guidance can help completely dispel the other party's suspicions and reduce the chance of thinking about the possibility of the spirit.

The art gallery has been emptied out, and the Milwaukee police received orders from high-level officials and are outside to deal with the reporters who arrived after hearing the noise. It is said that the local gang leader is holding hostages. It is difficult to disclose the current situation.

On the stage, Caesar used Dictradito to chop Gereff's hands. The other hybrids seized the opportunity to shoot, and a large number of paralyzing Frigga bullets hit the prey's body.

The prey fell, and the war practice class ended successfully.

A big fish swam away quietly after taking the initiative to enter the net.

"Wait a minute, sir, we seem to have met before somewhere."

In the lobby at the entrance of the art museum, Cheng Fanshuang stood up from his seat with a cigar in his mouth and shouted to the man who was leaving.

The dragon in the past did not show its spirit of speech, and its appearance was blocked by dragon scales, but because the impression was too deep, he doubted everyone with a similar temperament.

Jiang Yuan's steps didn't stop at all. His body would react instinctively when someone he knew called him. The other person opened his mouth just to observe the subtle movements. But as long as he expected it, it was not difficult to restrain his instinct. As early as when he first met Laurent, he Saw each other on the screen.

There are many strong men from the school engineering department in the hall. The word "sir" lacks direction in this environment.

"Isn't it?" Cheng Fanshuang threw away the cigar. The man was Laurent's friend and could not test him further.

The alley outside the Milwaukee Art Museum.

"Recommend dinner and contact Mason for me after dinner."

"I understand, but Master, your preference data is too little, and the accuracy of the simulation options is not high. I don't recommend drinking on an empty stomach."

"Then I order Noah's Ark to choose a restaurant you like. If you want to break through your cognition, you have to find the boundaries of your imagination. In order to go further, you need to think about your emotions frequently."

"Aren't you making things difficult for me?"

……

Two days later, the Kassel Academy Executive Department.

In a room with almost no light, a thin figure sat beside a car. A gas pipe was connected to the cylinder on the car. His neck was covered with dark red scars, and his breathing was gloomy and sticky, as if an old broken bellows was struggling. Work, but his iron-gray eyes are extremely cold and stern.

"Professor von Schneider, Commissioner B007 Raymond's matter is decided by the school director himself, and you have no right to seize documents." Mason said with a smile that was typical of a butler.

The Greenland incident destroyed this man's body but not his soul. This is an avenger.

"I think Mr. Mason must know better than me what the original intention of establishing Cassel College is. Once such blatant personal use of the commissioner becomes a routine, the result is not what anyone wants to see." Schneider said hoarsely. "Then let's wait until the results come out." Mason still smiled, "The head of the family issued the task with the authority of the school director, Norma completed the review, and the three professors signed and certified it. The commissioner has no objection. There is no reason to support your veto. Everything They are all in compliance with the regulations. Although it may be disgusting to say this, the execution department is not your private property. It is ultimately a violent machine that performs tasks."

"I didn't get in touch with Raymond. Laurent used his authority to do unnecessary things." Schneider said coldly.

"That's your problem. The only one who can stop this little thing is the principal, but he is an avenger. In order to take revenge, he can even accept his transformation into an evil spirit. In terms of helping the dragon-slaying cause, we have done more than Lei in the past two days. The price of Mondstadt’s worth.”

"I want that person's file." Schneider revealed his true purpose. Of course he knew that he couldn't stop it, and there was no need to try his best to stop it. After all, Raymond wasn't going to die. He was just curious about that person. This This kind of curiosity stems from the keenness honed by years of overall responsibility.

You can become the school director's personal friend after just one meeting? Are you kidding? He is definitely a dangerous guy.

Mason looked strange. The man had really explained this matter and his attitude was quite serious.

"Yes, but there is one requirement. The highest confidentiality level of the file is D, and his information must be published on the Night Watch website, staying on top for a week, and it must be popular."

Schneider frowned, something rarely exceeded his expectations.

After three long minutes passed, the executive minister reluctantly nodded.

Mason began to write a file in the input device, hiding Mingzhao's folding knife and mirage as required. There was no subjective opinion at all, just recording when, where and what Mescal did.

The focus is on STTG and Mingzhao without traces of light ink.

"Pharmaceutical genius." Schneider's eyes flickered over STTG. After all, pharmaceuticals cannot slay the dragon, but when he saw Ming Zhao, he couldn't help but froze.

Just like the principal is to Time Zero.

"Yan Ling's discussion has always been a very popular topic among the student community, and the executive department specialists will often browse it after graduation. This is determined by Bloodmourne, so you don't have to worry about the popularity."

Mason shook his head and said, "No, I know you have a more professional team."

"A more professional team?" Schneider squinted his eyes. The only department that could be related to this kind of thing was definitely not professional. It was a college led by disadvantaged groups on campus, good-for-nothing otakus, and old people who owed money. Shame, the most prestigious title currently given by his minister is nothing more than 'the earth-penetrating warhead of the hierarchy'.

"Mr. Fingel's journalistic ability is unparalleled. He has mastered the tactics of public opinion ahead of his time and is an observer with excellent vision." Mason said, these are roughly the original words of the person, but he conducted Some written polish.

Schneider couldn't help but lean back. Can anyone really find gold in a manure pit?
Besides, why are you digging through a manure pit when you have nothing to do?

"Okay." He coughed hoarsely.

Mason said goodbye and left.

That night, Fingel received a task from the executive minister, and EVA personally reported it. After all, the relationship between the two parties was not very good in private since the Greenland incident. Meeting each other would only force them to think of that painful past.

"Want to help? I can help you refuse." EVA asked.

"Then what outrageous reason must be used to reject such an outrageous thing." Fingel scratched his head, "It's the 21st century and the serfs still don't have any freedom. They deserve to be stabbed in the butt with a pitchfork, but in my opinion The productivity of generations of serfs can be replenished by chewing grass for two days, so don’t worry.”

(End of this chapter)