Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 248 Who did he hang from the door?
Kassel College, church, bell tower.

The door was pushed open, and a person dressed in black walked in, carrying a bottle of single malt whiskey.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable living here?"

The visitor casually placed the wine bottle on the table, swept aside the pile of adult magazines around it, and then skillfully opened the cabinet and took out two relatively clean glasses.

"It would be nice if you get used to it. Then on the day of my funeral, when I'm in my coffin and hear the bells outside, I'll think I'm lying in my bed at home."

The middle-aged man, hunched over his computer screen, said lazily:
"Angers, what brings you here now, you old codger? You've been calling me quite often lately."

The silver-haired old man opened the bottle, poured himself a small glass, then poured wine into another empty glass and handed it to his old friend.

The night watchman turned off the computer screen, lazily took the glass of wine, took a sip, and said:

“I remember my son telling me that the school board’s investigation team is arriving at the school this afternoon. Shouldn’t you be destroying evidence of your embezzlement everywhere and then respectfully greeting those representatives at the train station?”

Angers ignored him.

He lit a fine cigar, put it in his mouth, and exhaled smoke rings, the aroma of tobacco filling the air.

He tilted his head back, downed the whiskey in his glass in one gulp, and while pouring more, asked:
"Is everything arranged?"

"of course."

The night watchman crossed his legs and said smugly:

"I have the most professional whitewashing team in the world. Our public relations are absolutely top-notch. Even the people in the White House wouldn't dare say they do a better job than us."

Angers was slightly taken aback; he seemed not to remember that there was such a department in the academy.

“Finger von Frings, do you remember him?”

Angers pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded.

"He and his news department are my trusted henchmen."

The night watchman swirled the wine in his glass, as if showing off to an old friend:

"What do you think the biggest forum at Kassel College is called?"

Angers remembered, the forum was called... "The Night Watchers Forum".

Now everything is easy to explain.

This name is not merely a sign of respect from the students for the vice-principal; it indicates that this person is the mastermind behind everything.

While drinking and reading magazines about beautiful women in his attic, he also spared no effort in cultivating his influence among the students.

He controlled the shameless paparazzi group called the "News Department," who dared to publish Angers' business trip bills and photos of the department head's first love online. In the end, almost no one on campus dared to offend the News Department.

Angers resisted the urge to throw the cup in his hand directly at the old man.

The night watchman explained to Angers with great enthusiasm:
"They simply want to use your precious student named 'Lu Mingfei' as a trigger and a starting point to force you to resign by citing his bloodline issue, right?"

Ange nodded slowly.

In fact, everything else raised by the board of directors, such as school rules and regulations, personal conduct errors, and even large-scale misappropriation of public funds, is not a problem at all. Those old fogies don't even bother to look at it.

After all, how can a mixed-race person be considered normal?

They possess the greatest violence in the world, have alchemical technology and generations of accumulated wealth, so what if they live a little more extravagantly than ordinary people?
However, there is one thing that the Secret Party cannot tolerate.

The issue of bloodline.

Not to mention, the person who caused the problem was Lu Mingfei, who, against all odds, almost obsessively assigned an "S-level" rating.

Whether it was the photos taken during the Three Gorges Dam operation or the appearance observed by the support team in Cologne, Germany, Angers single-handedly protected them and refuted the flood of questions.

"So, all we need to do is clear up those so-called pieces of evidence, right?"

"How?" the Night's Watchman said slowly.

Angers was stunned:
"Those photos were all actually taken."

The night watchman patted Angers on the shoulder forcefully and said with a sigh:

"My old friend, although you always boast that you live like a young man and are at the forefront of everything, you still know nothing about the power of technology."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Angers slapped his hand away in annoyance:
"Just tell me, is it possible to make it happen?"

"no problem."

The night watchman patted his chest and guaranteed:

"I've already reviewed everything. This time, Fingel is handling it, and I'm personally overseeing it. There won't be a single mistake. The students have all coordinated their testimonies, and the people who needed to be bribed have been bribed. As long as you and your precious student Lu Mingfei don't say anything wrong..."

Angers listened, stunned.

Bribery? Collusion?
This doesn't sound like a good word.

However, Angers still trusted the old man quite a bit; after all these years, this old cowboy was the only person he could truly call a friend.

He nodded and said firmly:

"Don't worry, I've already talked to Lu Mingfei about it."

buzzing-

The sound of a cell phone vibrating came from Angers' pocket.

Angers was interrupted. He frowned, but still took out his phone from his pocket and glanced at the caller ID.

"Who?"

The night watchman poked his head over:
Which of your lovers is it?

“Go to hell,” Angers said irritably. “All the girls I like are now lying underground. They’re your sons.”

Manstein?

The night watchman clicked his tongue.

"Hey, it's me."

Angers answered the phone:
"What is it? Yes, I'm at the clock tower."

Before Angers could finish speaking, Professor Manstein's urgent voice came through the phone receiver, faintly audible even in the quiet clock tower, though it wasn't on speakerphone:
"Principal! Lu Mingfei... he... he hung the entire investigation team sent by the Board of Trustees, including Mr. Andrew and Mr. Percy, the secretary of the Gattuso family, at the school gate!"

"what?!"

Angers jumped to his feet, nearly dropping his whiskey glass, his expression one of shock:

"Hanging at the school gate? How was it hung? Say it again!!"

The Night's Watchman, who had been swirling his wine glass, sat bolt upright upon hearing this, his eyes widening and his mustache bristling.
"Who?! Who did they hang on to?! Holy crap! That kid's got guts?!"

Manstein was breathing rapidly and speaking haltingly:
"Yes, it's true! Principal! Right at the main gate of the academy! Using some kind of climbing rope... hanging right at the school gate! Upside down! Mr. Andrew and Mr. Percy are still struggling... and many students are watching!"
Lu Mingfei was standing right below... He... he was injured, his arm was in a sling!

Angers stood frozen in place, holding his phone, unsure of how to react.

The Night's Watchman glanced at Angers, then added insult to injury with a gloating smile:

"Is this your idea of ​​ideological work?"

(End of this chapter)