Under the deep water, the two men fled hand in hand in the bronze palace, with some invisible force chasing them.

Ye Sheng gave his remaining oxygen to Ya Ji and asked her to bring the bronze and fire king's bone bottle up to the surface, while he stayed in the dark water.

Aki was not able to leave in the end. After she successfully sent the bone bottle to the team on the river, she was also dragged into the water by that force.

It was a third-generation dragon attendant. It was responsible for guarding Norton's bones. In the files of the Bronze Palace, there was no such dragon attendant at all.

It appeared in the bronze operation that finally killed Norton. It is speculated that this third-generation dragon servant had been sleeping before and was not awakened by Shuode Aki and Ye Sheng.

But in Xi Ziyue's profile, the dragon was awakened and killed the two men.

Xi Ziyue shuddered silently in her heart, as if she was the one being caught by the dragon's claws.

This was so weird and abnormal, she had never seen anything like this before.

History, past, timeline, world line, all seem to have been modified once.

This is not an ordinary modification, but the ultimate modification that is completely equivalent to divine power...

Resurrection from the dead.

"What's wrong? My face is weird." Aki's smile was still clear, "You shouldn't be profiling that I have cancer, right?"

This is of course a joke, as a mixed race with A-level bloodline is basically insulated from things like cancer.

"No, my profile is not that exaggerated." Xi Ziyue quickly calmed down, "Profiling will consume my energy and my face will be a little ugly."

"That's it, then you have to put this ability to some use." Aki breathed a sigh of relief.

"I have a question for you. Regarding the opening of the Bronze Palace, can you tell me more about that operation?" Xi Ziyue asked seriously.

It seemed a bit abrupt to raise such a question at this family-friendly banquet. Both Yaji and Ye Sheng were stunned at the same time.

Greer cleverly moved two chairs over and motioned for the couple to sit down: "Junior Sister's recent project is related to that operation, and I want to obtain first-line information from the two parties involved."

This assist cleverly resolved the current embarrassment, and Xi Ziyue followed up and nodded: "Yes, I have a project to complete, and the specific content is confidential."

Research project is a very useful excuse in this school. Everyone knows that if you cannot complete the project on time, you may be killed by the instructor or even demoted.

Yaji was still tolerant and understanding, showing his understanding: "Let me carefully recall how we responded to Operation Bronze in 2009..."

The couple sat down and began to recount their personal experiences of the mission.

Dive and sink, meet the Bronze Palace, use the blood of the "key" to open the door... The Bronze City automatically activates, the city begins to continuously change its structure, calls Kassel, successfully deciphers the map, and finally escapes with the bone bottle

.

Basically the same as the mission file description.

Ye Sheng also accurately reported the weather conditions that day. There was a level 5 wind blowing on the river, and the rain was pouring violently, which seemed to indicate that a fierce battle was coming, but fortunately nothing happened in the end.

The third-generation dragon attendant really disappeared and was deleted from this story.

Xi Ziyue's expression continued to be solemn.

"Are there any other questions? I remember that these were clearly written in the report. You should be able to check it easily with your S-level authority." Aki asked.

"Actually, the subsequent story of this mission is quite exciting, but it was not written into the report." Ye Sheng suddenly said.

"What happened next?" Xi Ziyue asked hurriedly.

"Later, we both were fired by the execution department." Ye Sheng smiled awkwardly.

"Fire...can this also be fired?" Xi Ziyue's understanding of the execution department was deviated.

Aki also nodded: "Yes, we accidentally exposed the fact that we are a couple and violated the regulations of the Executive Department. After getting on the boat, Professor Lundstedt wanted to throw us back into the water."

"According to the regulations of the Executive Department, couples are prohibited from partnering?" Xi Ziyue asked.

Right, this kind of method of beating up mandarin ducks and tearing down the CP is in line with the style of this department.

"If you are a couple, it is easy to disobey orders. For example... one party cannot decisively give up on the other party." At this point, the two people's eyes met in tacit understanding, and both of them laughed.

.

"When the Bronze City mechanism was mistakenly triggered and the self-movement began, the two of us were already prepared to sacrifice and said many lines like a will, including the fact that we have been secretly dating for several years." Ye Sheng said frankly.

Self-exposure.

He continued: "Fortunately, after we were fired, we were quickly brought back, but the level was transferred to Class B and we were also prohibited from performing tasks together."

"Later in 2011, that is, last year, we held a wedding in a church in Kassel. The priest who acted as a priest and a witness to the marriage was none other than Professor Rundstedt. He actually cried before us.

Come out." Aki chuckled.

"Yes, it turns out that Professor Mance has been paying attention to us. He is so tough and tender." Ye Sheng also touched the back of his head and laughed.

The couple exchanged words with each other. Apparently they had forgotten that they were providing front-line information to their schoolmates and were immersed in the happy memories of the past.

Xi Ziyue also forced out a stiff smile, looking at the appearance of this talented man and woman, exuding the aura of a perfect match.

There is no doubt that these two people are definitely real people, and the information they provide is as real as the love between them.

Something is wrong.

This feeling is like a detective repeatedly observing a photo of a crime scene. From a logical analysis, there is nothing wrong with the photo, but the detective just feels that there is something wrong with it.

"Then... did you two have any dreams afterwards?" Xi Ziyue interrupted the conversation between the two of them.

"Dreaming?" Yaji wondered?

"I saw in the report that after entering the central hall of the Bronze City, you were confused by the dragon inscriptions carved on the dome and had hallucinations... Afterwards, did you have similar sequelae? For example, dreams.

Xi Ziyue pressed her body forward a little and asked cautiously, "For example, a dream related to death?"

Yaji and Ye Sheng also began to think deeply. This is indeed a question worth considering. The impact of Long Wen's sequelae is of great academic significance.

You are worthy of being an S-level person to ask such a sophisticated question!

Greer showed a wry smile on the side: Junior sister, this question is too obvious. You have already written "What am I going to investigate?" as an agent on your face.

"Still not. I didn't have many dreams during that period. The two of us also received psychological counseling from Fuji Masaru to confirm that we had no sequelae." Ye Sheng gave a clear answer.

"That's it." Xi Ziyue showed a slightly disappointed expression and drank the juice.

The feeling of fog is getting heavier and heavier, and it has not become clearer with the emergence of relevant clues.

Resurrection from the dead, modification of the timeline... It seems that the answer can only be one of two, or both.

Without exception, this points to the power of God, not the power of God in adjectives, but the power of God in declarative sentences.

Somehow, there seemed to be a pen that secretly changed everything.

Will the writer be Lu Mingfei?

Is he the author, the victim, or something else?

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm finally back after such a long time!" A high-pitched voice came from the door of the hall, and a towering figure walked in with a gesture of embracing the world, and everyone's eyes fell on him.

"Fingel? Why are you here too?" Another person recognized the other person, "And you are not wearing school uniform. Could it be that you have graduated?"

"The Flame Dragon Slayer always only appears in places where he should appear, such as Cuba, surrounded by the sea and tobacco, and... Kassel, my alma mater, surrounded by many beautiful girls!"

The visitor was wearing a double-breasted high-end suit, a flowing cowboy hat covering his handsome face, and a smoky cigar in his mouth. He looked like a human, although people couldn't see his face clearly.

, but people have already guessed who he is.

"Of course, you can also call me by my pen name, Fire Demon Poet." Fingel straightened his tie and straightened his chest to accept the cheers.

"Hey! You old eunuch, your book "Legend of the Japanese Dragon Slayer" is too rotten to write anymore!"

"That's right! My reward and day and night waiting were wasted!"

"rnm! Pay back the money!"

To Fingel's expectation, he started to be criticized by fans as soon as they met.

Such voices came and went, all of which were fans complaining about his failure to write "The Legend of the Japanese Dragon Slayer". For a time, he became the center of love and hate.

"Tell me, tell me as much as you can, if it will make you feel better." Fingel flipped his cowboy hat affectionately, as if he was holding a rose instead of a cigar. He was meeting his lover at a certain port.

After separation and death, the lover's tears and slaps turn into sadomasochistic happiness.

For writers, sometimes being trolled can be regarded as a badge of honor. It means that you have tortured the readers to death, but they can't let you go.

Finally, someone couldn't help it any longer, and kicked him forward, leaving a large shoe mark on his cheek. More people followed suit, and the hall of Norton Hall was filled with joyful commotion.

Looking at this scene, Manstein had a headache on the stage.

The moment he saw Fingel, the leader of the Knights Templar also showed fear. Just like when he saw the God of Plague, he avoided it with fear... because the painful memories of his failed investment were brought back again.

.

Xi Ziyue's expression twitched and she also had a headache.

This person is the person she is looking for, Fingel von Flins, Lu Mingfei's roommate.

Among the many legends in Kassel, Fingel is undoubtedly the threshold that cannot be bypassed. He is not only a campus legend, but also a campus legend. It is suitable to be told as a ghost story after the dormitory lights are turned off to scare those who don't work hard.

Students, in the future you will also spend ten years eating pig knuckles on campus like Senior Fingel!

Lu Mingfei's roommate, a former A-level elite, and one of the participants in the Japanese incident.

After careful calculation, this is also a character who is burdened with many mysteries.

"Junior sister!"

"Brother!"

Fingel and Greer rushed towards each other and started spinning in the air...like two sketch actors reunited on the stage after a long absence.

"Re-introducing, this is the first-generation head of our Ministry of Information, Fingel von Flins, a German who now lives in Cuba and is the only executive commissioner there." Greer said.

"Senior, hello." Xi Ziyue looked at the 188cm tall German man in front of him, like a squirrel looking up at a big mushroom.

"Hello, school girl, I heard Greer talk about your performance. I look forward to you becoming the third generation head of the Information Department and carrying the banner of our great cause! We will be a like-minded group... Bah, team

!" Fingel showed his appreciative eyes, flashing.

"This...I seem to have heard the word gang." Xi Ziyue rubbed her eyebrows.

"Gangs are not bad either. Didn't someone say that accomplices are the best team collaboration model? The cohesion between gangs is much stronger than that of a team." Fingel said in the tone of the gang leader.

"Stop it!" Yaji cut in with a hand knife, "Let's end these useless conversations. Xi Ziyue, you must also be careful not to be led astray by Senior Fingel's words, otherwise you will never be able to break up again."

"How can you say this is not nutritious? My dear senior student Aki, it is one of the traditions of this school to win over newcomers at the alumni meeting." Fingel sat upright again, put on the demeanor of a senior, and even pulled a chair over.

"I'm sorry, this is not what the alumni association is for. If we really let go and allow the major graduation societies to wave their money to dig out new students, the school will not be able to survive." Ye Sheng said with a bitter smile.

"Don't talk about it. It's rare to go back to school and have a new school girl as a companion. Of course there must be something interesting!"

As he spoke, he put down the backpack behind him and took out a pair of... mahjong!

Xi Ziyue's painting style fell apart.

"Come on, let's play with this. This is a bad habit I picked up in Japan. It's a pity that I can't find an opponent in Cuba during this period." Fingel regretted, "It's all because of the economic blockade imposed by the United States on Cuba. We can't let such a

Excellent ancient oriental art illuminates that place, and the only things that can be used to accompany cigars are beautiful women and poker."

"Senior brother, you...can you play mahjong?" Xi Ziyue's expression was still very wavering.

"Have you forgotten? Your senior brother and I are a man who used to hang out at the Cowherd Shop in Japan. Back then, I besieged the female chairman of the Kansai Mahjong Association in the box. The scene was brutal." Fingel felt like he couldn't bear to look back on the past.

mean.

Box, siege, brutality...Xi Ziyue captured the key words.

Damn it! What kind of Cowherd’s shop is this? It’s just a pure duck shop! I didn’t expect that the two former campus giants who looked serious on the surface would actually do this kind of thing!

By the way...this female chairman of the Kansai Association has such great physical fitness? Can she withstand the siege of you three mixed-races?

Needless to say, Caesar and Chu Zihang, Fingel also looks like a muscular man, which... is indeed quite brutal.

Greer seemed to have read through Xi Ziyue's slightly shaken expression and whispered softly: "It was just an ordinary strip mahjong. In the end, nothing happened, and the Sheqi family came to kill me."

"Ahem, I'm sorry, I lost my composure." Xi Ziyue immediately adjusted her expression back to a nonchalant expression.

Against such a small table, mahjong tables were quickly piled up, forming a different kind of scenery in the Norton Hall where dance music was swaying.

Of course Xi Ziyue was fixed on the table because she wanted to obtain relevant information from Fingel.

In the center of the hall, the old housekeeper moved, lowered the brim of his hat, and walked out of the door carrying a black box.

Xi Ziyue's attention has been focused on the other party.
Chapter completed!