novel-bin Chapter 124: Chased by the Past
Chapter 124: Chased by the Past
"Frost, you are late. That's rare." Angers finally lit the cigar after playing with it for half an hour.
"Sorry." Frost had a smile on his face, "I was delayed by family matters."
"How is Pompeii?" asked Ange.
"All is well," replied Frost.
The Pompeii incident has come to an end. The family blamed him and reduced Pompeii's financial spending authority.
With excellent bloodline, you can really do whatever you want.
This is not something that Frost can surpass by working hard on Gattuso.
But there is no jealousy, it's all about Gattuso.
"Let's talk business." Frost also lit a cigar, looking very proud. "The hearing will be tomorrow. I'd like to trouble you all to come and witness this moment together."
"Of course." Angers was not at all flustered and raised the most crucial question: "Frost, the investigation team has been in the academy for some time. What if this hearing fails?"
"We can't act recklessly," said a school director.
While the investigation team was negotiating with the college, Angers had already pulled one or two neutral school directors into his camp.
There is a consensus that the investigation team has no reason to stay in the academy for a long time.
Frost also agreed and said, "If there is no evidence and the hearing fails, the investigation team will naturally leave and the matter will be dropped."
Ange clapped his hands. "Very good, Frost. I am looking forward to the performance of the investigation team."
"Don't worry, you won't be disappointed." Frost and Ange looked at each other.
There was endless confidence in both of their eyes.
Frost didn't quite understand where Angers' confidence came from.
In Frost's view, the executive department is already in Gattuso's pocket.
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"You recover quickly." The girl smiled.
The man shook his right hand holding the bottle of wine, "It's okay, I'm almost healed."
"Perform surgery, perform surgery!" The little robot held a plate and its wheels spun rapidly.
"I don't need surgery anymore." The man said to the little robot, and then asked the girl: "Shouldn't we give him a name?"
"adams." said the girl.
"Adams." The man said to it, "I'm fine now. I don't need surgery."
"Oh." Adams seemed a little lost and slowly retreated into the darkness.
The man drank with a smile, then sighed: "Maybe I know who that guy is."
"That guy?" the girl asked.
“The guy at the bottom code, and the one who hurt me in the Well of Oblivion.” The man’s mood gradually became depressed. “But I’m not sure.”
"You never do that." The girl understood the man, even if he was old. "In fact, you have already confirmed it, but you are a little afraid to admit it."
"Yeah." The man lowered his head and reached out to grab the girl's hand. "I have investigated him. There is no problem with his background and information. Even Principal Ange gradually stopped doubting him. When we crossed him off the list, he suddenly jumped out again."
Finkel continued drinking and continued, "I can't understand how he did it. Even the Dragon King couldn't make the background so clean and real."
"These are not the reasons why you are unsure," the girl reminded.
Silence is like the wind. There should be no wind in this room. It is deep in the ice cellar and only men can enter.
"You consider him a friend, right?" the girl asked.
The man's heart seemed to be touched. He hadn't heard the word "friend" for many years.
He once thought that he would be alone and there would be no one he liked.
However, two people suddenly appeared, which made him panic.
"You know what?" Finkel suddenly said, "I also want to be a good tool, but tools are curious... curiosity kills the cat. When the two of them first came, they were really unlucky. But that guy has a strange self-confidence and works hard regardless of everything. He enjoys everything, whether it is good or bad. I used to think that the weak cannot be free and easy, but now I feel that being free and easy is the beginning of getting rid of weakness."
“You have never been weak, so you naturally cannot understand what it is like to be weak,” the girl said softly.
“No.” The man raised his head suddenly. “Ten years ago, I was as weak as a dead fish in the sea.”
“Are you still being chased by the past?”
“I’ll never forget it.”
The girl didn't like talking about this topic. She asked, "How are you going to deal with the person who is uncertain?"
"As a tool, I should report it, but since I'm not sure, I want to wait."
"If you need help, you can come to me."
"Right now." The man raised his head, "Call up Han Qiu's files in the database, all of them, including the mission records."
A fluorescent blue screen appeared in front of the girl, showing everything about Han Qiu.
From the pre-admission survey to today.
From C to B, from an unknown student to the director of the Freshman Association Management Department, his grades in all subjects were excellent.
The word "hard work" is not written on the resume, but "hard work" is revealed everywhere.
Professors used him as a role model to inspire students of similarly modest origins and pedigrees.
The man smiled and said, "What kind of effort does it take to get this resume? What's more, he always takes me out for drinks. It's really too much. He uses drinking to numb me while he secretly works hard behind my back."
"It sounds like you think highly of him."
“Well, I rarely give a high evaluation to a person. He is very similar to Lu Mingfei, but they are two extremes.” The man said, “They are similar in their weakness, but he has something rare and precious compared to Lu Mingfei, and he is trying his best to help Lu Mingfei get that thing. On the matter of Lu Mingfei, he and I are on the same side.”
"It is your mission to help and monitor Lu Mingfei."
"The passive state is slowly turning into the active state." Finkel said, "Lu Mingfei is just a loser. He has no advantages, but also a lot of disadvantages. But... half of the hybrids are human, not just in genes, but also in their hearts. Maybe it's the Blood Sorrow that's causing this, so he can naturally get our help."
"Then do you want to help Han Qiu?" the girl asked again.
The man drank in silence until the bottle was empty. Then he answered, "I need to think about it. I can't confirm his true situation. Is he a dragon or a human? He is a monster. But I am also a monster."
"If one day, Principal Ange asked you to raise the butcher knife against Lu Mingfei and Han Qiu, what would you do?"
"It depends on why. You know, after the incident ten years ago, even though my heart has been touched, it is still made of bronze."
"Maybe you should meet more people like Lu Mingfei and Han Qiu. You should have more friends."
What the girl wanted to say was: Keep going.
But men don't like to hear such words, and they can't listen to them.
Just as there was a boy in Chu Zihang's heart standing on an empty elevated road, the car next to him was pitch black, and the person who came was not there.
The same goes for men, there is always a spirited boy in their hearts trapped deep in the Greenland Sea, with the people of the past.