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Chapter 11 Kassel? Dogs Don't Go!

Chapter 11 Cassel? Even the dogs won’t go!

"Classmate Chen Motong, right?" Ange handed a tissue to the other side in a gentlemanly manner. "Although it is a summons from the principal, there is no need for you to end your precious dinner time early. Students who know me well know that I have always been very careful.

Be patient.”

Chen Motong took the paper and wiped her glossy lips very ladylikely. "You are the principal, I am just a freshman, how dare a little girl neglect me."

Ange showed a nostalgic look and said, "Your mother is also a very proud disciple of mine. Unfortunately, she got married early and has no contact with her anymore. You are very similar to her back then. If you don't mind, you can treat me as an elder in the family."

Treat it."

"Grandpa, can I go back to the dormitory? My granddaughter hasn't put on her facial mask tonight." Chen Motong asked with a smile on her face.

"Haha, that's not possible for now. I have a task that only you can complete." Angers changed his face. "In the principal's office, classmate Chen, please call me principal."

Chen Motong rolled her eyes beautifully, "There are so many seniors, seniors, and executive department specialists who are better than me. As for picking me out specifically?"

"Manstein said that your profiling ability is unprecedented in his opinion. This mission requires your profiling ability. We want you to profile a person."

"Give me that person's information. I'll go back and try." Chen Motong stretched out his hand and took the handed information.

Surprisingly light.

Chen Motong couldn't help but be a little curious, what kind of person could make the principal personally recruit her to profile?

Early the next morning, the door to the principal's office was pushed open heavily.

Chen Motong threw the information on the desk angrily. Anyone who was waiting for a big meal with high expectations, but opened the meal cover and saw poop, would probably not be in a good mood.

The task issued directly by the principal should have been extremely important, and my curiosity was aroused.

For this reason, she even gave up the regular process of applying a facial mask and spent the whole damn night holding that document.

The final result is——

This is an ordinary person, a little brat who lacks love!

"Is there something wrong? Classmate Chen?" Ange took a sip of the Wuyishan Dahongpao given by his student, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

"This information is missing the most crucial part! Why is there no information from the past year? I don't believe you went to such trouble to find me just to profile an ordinary person."

Angers picked up the information that was thrown on the table and stuffed it back into the drawer.

"The information about Lu Mingfei this year is actually not a secret in the mixed race circle. Everyone knows what he did, but there is no specific information at all. What is your first impression of him in the profile?

?”

"A weak child who lacks love."

"are you sure?"

"Sure!"

Angers stepped off the cowhide chair and took out a piece of paper from the cabinet against the wall.

"Look at this."

With ten lines at a glance, Chen Motong read it in one minute.

"This [Overlord] and Lu Mingfei are really the same person?" She rubbed her eyebrows.

It turns out that if this piece of paper is put together with that information, then she will definitely think that Lu Mingfei is an old coin with a deep hidden secret.

But in her repeated profile last night, she assured that Lu Mingfei was just an ordinary bad guy for the first fifteen years.

"What I want to know is exactly what changed him, so I came to you and gave you the information in two parts."

"Isn't the Dragon King really resurrected?"

"Bloodline violence is more likely. In the name of the Lion Heart Society, I guarantee that Lu Mingfei is absolutely human."

Chen Motong hesitated for a moment and said, "I need photos or videos."

"No."

"How is it possible?" Chen Motong was surprised.

Angers shook his head, "No, there is none. Although many people have seen him, there is no photo left. However, there is a sketch. Do you want to see it?"

On the white paper, a man about two meters tall was walking in a commercial street with his hands in his pockets. Under the black windbreaker was a gray shirt held up by full muscles, and his long hair was neatly combed over his shoulders.

The artist recorded the moment when the man turned around with a pen, including half of his magically crafted face.

His eyebrows are like sharp swords, and his eyes are like cold pools. His facial lines are so strong that even Schwarzenegger can only feel ashamed.

He was walking in the bustling commercial street, but there was no one in his eyes. This was a kind of extreme pride.

Suddenly, he stopped, turned around and looked across time and space, looking at Chen Motong outside the painting.

"Well--"

Chen Motong groaned and stopped profiling.

"What did you see in your profile?" Angers asked curiously.

"It's not enough. I have to see a real person to get the answer." Chen Motong's eyes were burning.

Angers seemed to have expected it, and he rang the brass bell on the table.

"Ding-ding-dong~"

"Ding Ding Dang, I'm a newspaper seller..." Fingel walked out of the secret door singing a children's song in fluent Yanguo dialect.

"Fingel, one of the best executives in our school in the past ten years, a Transcendent A Grade hybrid, will take you to Yan Country next."

Shocking! The famous loser Fingel is actually the best executive!

Chen Motong was numb today and didn't care anymore.

Fingel cried and said, "Junior sister, if you say less that you want to meet the big devil, I will send you to the campus beauty throne. Now it's okay, you can only go down to be the school beauty, and I will go down to be the paparazzi."

You will be exposed.”

afternoon.

Fingel and Chen Motong's flight has already left the United States.

Angers huddled in the small bell tower, sipping Flamel's whiskey.

"Damn it, tell me! Did you exclude dissidents by sending Fingel to contact that monster? Put down that bottle of whiskey for me!" Flamel angrily scolded Angers, but anyone who knows him knows that he will never

Put your emotions on your face.

"To be precise, it was Pefinger who protected Chen Motong who came into contact with Lu Mingfei." Angers corrected him as he poured the golden whiskey liquid into two glasses.

"That's not bad!" Flamel sat down angrily, picked up a glass and drank it in one gulp. "Do you really think we still have a chance to cooperate with Lu Mingfei? He killed so many of us."

Angers smiled, "Look what you said, not all the people in the executive department are from Kassel. Schneider has already paid the price for his private and wrong command."

"Although we can't let him join Kassel, as long as we are not hostile and have the same goal, we can be considered cooperative."

"I hope so." The two clinked glasses again.



Yan country.

Fingel led Chen Motong to the Huanyu Group. He pointed to the twenty-story building and said: "This is the monster's base camp. If you want to go in, you'd better write a suicide note first, so that no one will collect your body.

"

Chen Motong blinked and walked directly towards the hall. Fingel could only follow him dejectedly.

What's strange is that although the lights are brightly lit, the hall is empty.

Finally, they decided to look for people layer by layer,

Until the top floor, there was still no one there.

"Damn it, this isn't Donnibelungen, is it? Let's go back." Fingel yelled.

Chen Motong shook his head, "It's just that no one is at work. Besides, I haven't seen the rooftop yet, so go check it out."

They walked along the escalator to the rooftop.

The man's figure sitting cross-legged and meditating appeared in front of him.

The moment she saw him, Chen Motong couldn't help but start profiling.

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, and a powerful magnetic field surged into the red-haired girl's head.

The power of the magnetic field resonates with Chen Motong's brain waves.

At this moment, Chen Motong saw it.

Damn, she curled her hair in the wrong way. She really wanted to punch the earth and explode it!
Chapter completed!
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