Chapter 1044 Visitors Come One After Another

Commissioner Karl stood at the door of Kassel College and looked up at this huge European-style classical hollow carved iron door. Behind the door was a maple leaf forest that opened just right. The black castle was hidden in the golden maple forest, just like a giant dragon hiding inside. Among the mountains of gold, majestic heads and corners are revealed from the tips.

How long has it been since you went back to Kassel College? Commissioner Karl dragged his suitcase and looked at the familiar college behind the door, feeling relieved that he had been away for a long time. How did you say that? Oh yes, where dreams begin!

"It's so beautiful, Cassel College." Commissioner Carl took a deep breath of fresh air. Because it is located in the wilderness of Illinois, the green environment of his alma mater is always countless times better than that of big cities. I still remember those years. My days at school were when my physical fitness and health were almost off the charts. Unfortunately, when he later joined the execution department, he was either enveloped in the mist of his predecessors or poisoned by exhaust fumes and poisonous gases in various extreme working environments.

Suddenly, Commissioner Carl felt a deep sense of nostalgia. It was not that he was dissatisfied with the days he was currently working in the Executive Department. It was his ideal to travel all over the world to fight for the ideal of slaying dragons, so no matter how hard it was, he was tired. It doesn't matter. But it should be said or not. Only after you go to class can you remember the good times in school and jail. This sentence is true.

I think back then, Commissioner Carl was a famous figure in the school. He had an excellent pedigree, top grades, and his appearance was the most eye-catching little red flower in the crowd. When he first entered school, all the freshmen in the sorority were so excited. He must pull himself up to become the main force challenging the established student union and Lionheart Club.

Although I jumped into the student union without looking back, I can't blame myself for that. The Lion Heart Club has high requirements. Although I am good enough, I have not yet reached the threshold of the Lion Heart Club. I am young and energetic, so I naturally feel that my talents are not recognized. You, the Lion Heart Club, don’t give me face because you are short-sighted. When I shine in the school for a period of time, you, the president of the Lion Heart Club, will not sigh with regret that you missed such a talented person, and then sent the top girl of the Lion Heart Club overnight. Seducing me?

Imagination is beautiful, but reality is skinny. The fact is that the Lions Heart Club didn’t pay much attention to Commissioner Carl until he graduated. Although Commissioner Carl also knew that the Lions Heart Club was not a place that sought fame and reputation, he still had a crush on it. The student body holds onto stereotypes until graduation.

Then I was slapped in the face after graduation.

Most of the really awesome ACEs (aces) in the execution department are members of the Lionheart Club. They are ruthless and don't talk much. When you go on a mission with them, you only need to open your mouth and clear the way for the big boss, and take advantage of the enemy. The boss will point out the way and lead you all the way to A. You can just lie down and mix your seniority and bonus.

There are more powerful ones, and you don’t even need to open your mouth. You can just bring someone with you. The mission requires intelligence. You are still trying your best to check the execution department strategy guide. When you look back, you see that the boss has already put all the characters’ relationships on the wall. The line is connected; while you are still struggling to understand this picture, the boss on the pager has coldly asked you to prepare the torture tools. He has captured the key person; so you are full of shock and thinking. When the vise or the soldering iron was better, the big guy opened the door and threw the person on the ground and said lightly that it would save some effort. I had a casual chat with him on the way and he said everything; your eyes widened and you said, let’s do it next Is it time to go straight to Huanglong? The boss looked at you and shook his head and said, "No need. I've already taken a detour to clear out their stronghold before I came back."

You were stunned and asked what to do next? The boss looked at you with a deep look and replied, now it's time to think about how to add you to the mission report, so that it seems that you have indeed done something to cooperate with me.

The most troublesome part of the boss's entire task is how to reasonably add in the boss's "teamwork" in the execution department's year-end evaluation score when writing the task report. "A small fraction of an item.

How efficient and cold, if I were a girl, I would have knelt down and sang conquest to the boss during that mission.

Then Karl regretted his mistake, and it wasn't that the student union was not good. He was indeed very happy in the student union back then. The presidents of every student union were handsome and rich, and the same situation was the same for his year. The chairman pays allowances to members, holds small parties on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and holds large teams on Tuesday, April, and Saturday. They have one day off on weekends and will do it again next weekend according to the same specifications. The main focus is a happy education.

The student union also has its own faction in the executive department, and it is not weak. The most powerful thing about the student union is the network of relationships. No matter what the task is, which city you go to, if you encounter any problems that need to be solved through relationships, if you are in your team There is a member from the student union, which means that your mission is almost smooth until the part that requires force! Because you can always trust this guy from the student union to clear all the obstacles you encounter with just one phone call!

The student union's network of connections is almost in every corner of the world. The connections may be so strong that if you go on a business trip to a small country in South Africa whose place name cannot be found on the map, but the rampant thugs and bandits make it difficult to move forward, then as a student union, you, Naturally, I casually posted a message in the internal network to ask if any seniors could help.

Then you realize that you just posted in the morning, and you are still squatting on the roadside frowning and eating the local specialty hard naan. Before you finish eating the naan, you hear the sound of the green jeep on the other side of the road braking suddenly, and you look up to see the leader of the largest local warlord. The car came over, respectfully lit a cigarette for you, and gave you a mink coat. He then shot the naan stall owner who was watching in amazement, and asked you with concern, how can a rich man eat this? What a terrible thing. The beauties in the villa and the local army have already sorted it out. Brother, we will fight wherever you say.

——In fact, Carl actually did this. Afterwards, the student union senior told him that his family was one of the directors of the Pan-American Jewelry Business Community that sold raw diamond mines guarded by the local warlord, which basically meant that he had strangled the warlord. Neck, they buy local diamonds so that warlords and rebels have the funds to buy harder and thicker gun barrels. If one day they suddenly no longer recognize the diamonds there, then most of the warlords in power will collapse, because diamonds are always valuable only when a group of people say they are valuable, otherwise they are just a bunch of beautiful shiny stones. Forget it, the higher ups don’t recognize the value of your pile of rocks, so they can only be rocks. If you don’t have money to buy bullets and guns, your tyranny will be overthrown.

But regardless of what should be said, Karl still couldn't accept the scene of the big warlord dragging him to a bank party in the villa. Although mixed-races are basically immune to most diseases as long as they don't commit suicide, he feels that AIDS is still something to be afraid of, and he has to be responsible for himself. Be responsible for your future partner.

The Lion Heart Club is good, and the Student Union is good, but men, they are bitches, they are turbulent, and it is normal to change their minds when they see different things (forced truth).

If you say that the student union is a blond, cheerful, ambitious, rich sister who will hug you and lead you to sing the true meaning of life when you have nothing to do; the Lion Heart Club must be a black-haired and cold-faced person, who will only nod politely when seeing you, and talk to each other. The lonely Hei Changzhi deliberately kept a distance that was neither too far nor too close. After making eye contact, he turned around and left without any nostalgia.

What man doesn’t like the long, straight black hair of Sanwu Yujie? (Commissioner Carl shook his voice)

But it's too late. When I was young, I didn’t know that black hair was good, and mistook golden hair for a treasure.

This statement is very suspicious of a scumbag, but Commissioner Karl, who has a well-established and popular student union faction, is a bit shameful. Less than a year after graduation, he was killed by the black man in the executive department. Oh no, it was the Lion Heart Club. The brothers and sisters were dyed blue (the badge of the Lion Heart Society is more golden-blue. Specifically, the blue background has a golden relief of the half-dead World Tree, and under the tree a male lion is trampling on a dragon with its head raised and its claws raised) .

Mixed-races, especially male mixed-races, all have the plot of being strong, and everyone has a different definition of strong. They all say that the smallest unit of strength is freedom. Strength can bring freedom, and power can naturally also bring it. Freedom, the essence of Lionheart Club and Student Union is nothing more than this.

But young dragon eggs always like to sing praises to Yu Li! I think thick-armed mixed-races are the prettiest. Even if they are driving a pickup truck, chewing a stick of self-rolled tobacco, wearing a black leather jacket and jeans, and always hanging a loaded Remington on the car door, lunch Even the half-eaten Mexican Taco looks much better than the Bugatti Veyron paired with Cuban cigars and Amani next door.

What you don’t get is always in turmoil.

Who wouldn’t want to take on an entire difficult ‘A’ level mission single-handedly? The commander on the other side of the headset has been telling you seriously to be careful and careful. The difficulty of this mission is extremely high. Then you say coldly: I have my own plan. Then he took off his headset, rushed into the tower with a knife, and started killing people indiscriminately. Finally, he sat on a pile of corpses and built a new house facing the sky at a 45° angle.

Karl sighed and cleared his mind of all the other things.

It's like touching the scene.

The environment in the executive department was so high-pressure that it crushed his brain. Does this mean he was giving himself a long-lost vacation after skipping work?

"Do business, do business." Commissioner Karl patted his face, picked up his spirits and walked to the security office at the iron gate.

Members outside the school generally have to go through formal channels if they want to return to school. It does not mean that you can come back casually if you want. Even if you are a full member of the executive department, if you want to return to school, you need to write a formal application with the dean, or have a lifelong The professor endorses you.

Commissioner Karl has no way to go. This time he defied the order and skipped class. Naturally, he did not have a formal approval. He did not dare to climb over the wall and sneak into the school because he heard that the school was now in the school after being invaded last time. Pigeons whose defenses have been upgraded to the bell tower must have a signal source implanted in advance to avoid accidentally touching the defense system when flying out of range and then flying in again and being beaten to pulp by Norma.

In fact, if I had to say it, it was okay to use the connections in the student union. After all, people from the student union had strong connections everywhere. But this time, he didn't want to use the connections in the student union because it was inappropriate.

You can only rely on your own eloquence. Commissioner Karl sorted out the manuscript he had prepared in advance on the CC1000 Express, raised his head and walked over with a smile on his face, looking at the professor on duty who was sitting in the doorman window with a newspaper spread out, "Um, hello, I am 2002 Super magic alchemy type."

Before he finished speaking, Commissioner Karl found that the iron gate beside him was opened, and a crack was exposed in the door with a creaking sound. This made him swallow all the words in his stomach, and looked at the opened door in confusion.

Ah? Is it so easy for colleges to release people now? Things have happened two or three times. Shouldn’t it be extremely difficult to review personnel entering and exiting? Not to mention checking the household registration of three generations, it should be normal to check all the household registrations of this generation, right?

Could it be fishing?

Karl suddenly became cautious and touched the inside of his brown windbreaker. He looked around cautiously. The winding mountain road was clean, and the garden shrubs on the left and right sides behind the iron gate didn't look like hiding places. There shouldn't be any. Ambush.

Seemingly because Karl was wasting time by probing his head, the professor on duty lowered the newspaper and gave him a rather displeased expression.

"Huh? Professor Ferdinand?" Karl found that he actually recognized the face behind the newspaper, specifically the pair of light green eyes of Germanic descent, "You are not Professor Ferdinand von Bock. What? The professor who taught me "Dragon Philosophy" (the abbreviation of "A Brief Analysis of the History of Dragon Philosophy", the principle is like "Mao Gai")? "

"I have taught many students." The professor on duty frowned, "But first, please explain your understanding of the Dragon Clan's concept of death."

"Because you will die sooner or later, so do more things while you are awake, otherwise you will lose." Karl opened his mouth.

Professor Ferdinand said "Ah" and said: "The boy from the student union in the class of 2002, the one who fell asleep three times in one class in my class. After so many years, your "Long Zhe" is still as exciting as ever. Stop it."

Carl Xin said that what you remember about your students is the number of times you sleep in class and your opinions on "Long Zhe"? And your knowledge of Chinese idioms is what makes people want to talk, right? That's not how the word is used.

"Are you also back to visit your alma mater?" Professor Ferdinand looked up and down at this dusty Executive Department staff member with his light green eyes.

"Ah, yes, yes." Commissioner Carl nodded repeatedly.

"I assume your first stop will be Norton Hall at Lionheart?"

"Ah, yes, yes. Ah, no, no, no, no!" Commissioner Karl suddenly shook his head and looked at the professor with a look of confusion.

"If not, then please go back." Professor Ferdinand's face suddenly became serious, then he sat back and picked up the newspaper to cover himself.

"That's right, that's right! It's the Norton Hall. I'm going to the Norton Hall to catch up with someone when I come back!" Carl was stunned and hurried back, "I skipped work and came here, so I won't go back if you ask me to." I can’t go back, the trains are all gone, I can’t get into the school so I have to camp in the mountains, and I don’t even have a tent, so I really just have to take an impromptu test to see if I’ve failed in my wilderness survival class.”

Behind the newspaper, Professor Ferdinand smiled inexplicably on his wrinkled face. Without putting down the newspaper, he just said lightly, "Go in, and don't forget to close the door."

"Yes!" Karl quickly slipped into the crack of the door and closed the iron door. "Goodbye, Professor, I'll come and catch up with you when I have time!"

As he said that, he ran away, fearing that the professor of "Long Philosophy" and "Dragon Literature" who was famous for being strict at the beginning would catch him and lecture him. You must know that there were not many people in the student union who could teach these two courses. Getting high marks would be a waste if he didn't take the make-up exam. Naturally, he was also averagely bad, but at least he passed the exam at the end of the semester with his brother handing him a note.

Professor Ferdinand, who was on duty in the guard room, didn't even look at Karl. He didn't care not because he was derelict in his duties, but because there were so many similar things happening today, and he was used to it. Or maybe he was. Deliberately accustomed.

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Following the route map in his memory and the wooden signboards at the intersection of the stone roads, Karl walked through the college and found Norton Hall in a short time. Although it had been so many years since he graduated, his old enemy in the student union was still there. He could never forget where the base camp was. Every time he drank too much at a party, the student council president would stand by the swimming pool and point to the north and say, gentlemen, the enemy is at the end of the Iron Forest! The serious faces of those handsome men and beauties in swimsuits who listened to him were still vivid in his mind, even though he himself was one of them.

Standing in front of the Norton Hall, Carl was thinking about what reason he should give for visiting? Although he knows that the person he is looking for is an honorary member of the Lionheart Club, but judging from the comments on the forum, the situation in the college is very tense now, and people say that not all of them are in Norton Hall.

But it seems that this is the only way, otherwise he would have no other place to find the other party.

Karl walked towards the main entrance of Norton Hall, and saw the Lionheart Club cadre standing guard at the door. However, why did he feel that this cadre was a little hunched over and unable to stand? The group is not as big as the previous members of the Lion Heart Club. Is it true that the Lion Heart Club has also fallen as the seniors in the student union said?

There were thousands of thoughts in his mind. Standing in front of the guard cadres, Karl calmed down instantly, nodded politely and stretched out his hand, "Hello, I am"

"Hello, hello, hello." Before Karl could finish his words, he guessed that his outstretched hand was grabbed by the other party and shook. The kid didn't even look at himself, turned around and led him into the door, " Please come in please come in.”

Hey, wait. How long have you been away from school? Why is it so easy to bring people into the Lion Heart Club’s headquarters now? Don't you want to check his identity? Originally, he had prepared a touching 10,000-word autobiography in advance, hoping to prove that although he was in the student union, he still came to help with a righteous heart. After being rejected, he even wrote a 10,000-word autobiography as a foundation, but now he directly What's going on when you go in?

Carl's 20,000-word manuscript was suffocated in his stomach. He was brought into Norton Hall by this good brother on guard, and then his attention was attracted by the decoration and murals in the hall. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. It is worthy of being the unchanging base camp of the Lion Heart Club for decades. Although the Anbo Hall is not bad, the veteran Lion Heart Club president will always have the most discerning vision. This club should be the place where secrets are passed down. Prepared by the fraternal organization of Party Fire.

"What do you call brothers?" Karl was still preparing to get close to him because he was wary that this was the Hongmen Banquet. After he deceived himself into it, a bunch of heroes from the Lionheart Society pounced on him and held him down, forcing him to tell him clearly about his eighteenth generation ancestors and Who sent him.

"Ah, Lu Mingfei, where is the senior?"

"Just call me Karl." This call was very helpful to the senior, but it would be even more useful if it was a junior school girl. Karl smiled and announced his home, then turned his head for less than three seconds before he noticed something unusual, and turned his head suddenly Looking at the little brother who gave him the first impression of being hunched over, "Wait a minute, you said your name is Lu Mingfei? There shouldn't be anyone with the same name in the academy now, right?"

"With the same name? There shouldn't be one, right?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, "Don't worry about me, you should be here to see Lin Nian, right? You and Lin Nian are also old friends? "

When he mentioned the name he wanted to hear, Karl's expression suddenly softened. He glanced at Lu Mingfei, who had known this for a long time, and he probably had a basic idea in his mind. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I can't call you an old friend. It's just because of one time." I had the opportunity to meet Commissioner Lin during the mission, and he helped me a lot, which can be regarded as saving my life.”

"Is it another life-saving grace?" Lu Mingfei muttered and scratched his eyebrows, "I am also preparing to come back this time. What about that?"

Lu Mingfei didn't understand what he said, but Karl understood it, and he also understood more potential meanings, "When you say 'yes', does it mean there was someone else before me?"

"Yes, and quite a few." Lu Mingfei nodded, "You shouldn't be the last one. Senior, do you feel a little uncomfortable? Find out that you are not the only one who supports Lin Nian?" At the end of the sentence, Lu Mingfei felt a little mean. He calmly teased his senior, which was a solace in his boredom when he was asked to guard the gate.

"No, I feel a lot more relieved when I hear you say that." Commissioner Karl touched his chest and couldn't help but smile. "Originally, I thought the situation would be very bad, so I ran back in a hurry, but now I see I'm overly worried, but I think it's great and there's no better situation than this."

Lu Mingfei didn't react much, because it seemed that he had experienced this kind of conversation many times today. He brought Commissioner Karl to the door of the conference room and turned to look at him, "Lin Nian is inside, but he is currently chatting with his, um, other friends who are visiting him. Why don't you wait outside?"

Karl nodded, "Excuse me, classmate Lu?"

"Anyway, just call me Junior Brother. We are all from the same family. According to Junior Sister Xia Mi, everyone who can come to Norton Hall today is a brother. I won't talk about it now, we have to guard the gate." Lu Mingfei smiled, hugged the back of his head and whistled before leaving.

Karl looked at Lu Mingfei's leaving figure and felt that the other party was probably quite happy, and he couldn't help but feel more at ease. It seemed that the situation was not as bad as he thought.

After waiting outside the door for about ten minutes, the door of the conference room was pushed open from the inside. Karl, who was outside the door, took a few steps back and was stunned for a moment when he saw the person coming out.

She was a beautiful Cuban girl, tall and sexy, with healthy bronze skin. She was wearing a bold black chest-wrapped leather jacket, and black leather culottes underneath. Her clean belly and navel were exposed in the middle. She seemed to need a key to the Gulf of Mexico. Only then can you unlock the sexy secret, so sexy and wild that you can glimpse the green crocodiles of the Caribbean Sea through those beautiful light blue eyes.

At a glance at the other person's age and temperament, Karl could almost instantly conclude that the other person was definitely not a student of Cassel College or even a person from Cassel College at all.

"There is a guest room upstairs. If you don't mind, you can stay."

The one who came out after the Cuban girl was Lin Nian. Karl watched him and this sexy girl make a clean kiss, and the other party left with a gentle and graceful look that made people's hearts beat. When passing by Karl, I didn't forget to nod slightly as a greeting to this fellow traveler.

Carl noticed the other party's kindness and immediately nodded in response. He couldn't help but glance sideways at the Cuban girl's back, and then he stopped paying attention and looked at Lin Nian. Lin Nian also looked at him and nodded politely.

This is the main purpose of his coming today.

ps: It’s five minutes late. It doesn’t matter. When you think I have a pigeon, in fact, I don’t have a pigeon. This is also a kind of pigeon.