The celebration of the Guard Academy was still going on, and when Zhou Jinru and Hei came back here, the opening ceremony had just ended.
Young students in red coats danced rhythmically. Some men held hands with their female companions, some looked at each other affectionately, and some beautiful ladies held each other's shoulders and waists.
"Victoria is more open than I thought."
Faced with Zhou Jinru's lament, Black had no fluctuations in this. In terms of culture, art, trends, technology, and openness, Victoria is ahead of other countries in this area. After all, it is the most powerful country, even in the north. Ursus, in comparison, also lacks a trace of vitality.
They stood on the roadside. In the middle of the road were students puffing up their cheeks and playing the bagpipes vigorously. From time to time, there were girls with flying skirts waving colorful flowers.
"A car is coming."
Following closely behind the mobile band was a luxurious convertible, and a man wearing a black top hat slowly waved to the crowd, enjoying the atmosphere of being in the spotlight.
Zhou Jinru glanced over the fat face and clearly felt that Hei's hand holding his right arm had tightened a lot.
He asked: "Is this your enemy?"
Hei said briefly: "One of them."
"Then our first target is him."
"No, it is extremely difficult to deal with Tucci. He is one of the directors of the main school. Once something goes wrong with him, it will be difficult to end the matter."
Zhou Jinru shook his head and narrowed his eyes: "It's very simple for me to kill someone. Sometimes human life is cheaper than imagined. Miss Hei, I will only help you kill one of them, and you will solve the rest by yourself."
Hei heard something: "Are you leaving?"
"Yes, I still have something important to do. Someone has been waiting for me for ten years, so I have to go."
"Okay, then you will help me kill Tucci."
Zhou Jinru withdrew his gaze and put his arms around Miss Feilin's slender waist. It must be said that Hei at this time was more youthful and energetic than in 1098, a little more green and a little less mature.
They moved with the crowd towards the direction of the Guards Academy. When they were about to reach the door, a big stage appeared in front of everyone, and the dancing students began to use the form of opera to push the atmosphere to a climax.
Hei found that the man around him was not interested in any of this at all. His eyes kept wandering, as if he was looking for something.
"What are you looking for?"
"Looking for a few people, but I didn't find them, forget it, you come with me."
Zhou Jinru and Hei squeezed out the crowded audience, passed by the gate of the Guards College, and headed towards the main school.
Since a huge majority of the audience was watching the performance, only a few scattered people headed towards the main school.
On the green alley, a man and a woman were holding hands. They looked like a couple and did not arouse any suspicion from others.
During the celebration, the outer perimeter of the main school was open to tourists, so there was no obstruction when entering the gate, not even a security officer checking identity documents.
After walking a few more steps, Hei glanced at the previous car carrying Tucci, but at this time the car was empty and no one was there.
"The main school is so big, how can we find it?"
"Since you are the school director, of course you should go where you can find him. Miss Hei, your steps are very light when you walk, like a black cat. I like it very much."
Black's race is a branch of film, the black panther, which belongs to the cat family but is not a real cat. Huang is the black cat.
Hei didn't say anything and just followed. It took her two months to investigate clearly. Why did this man look so confident when he first came to Londinium?
Zhou Jinru smiled and said calmly: "Follow me and don't make a sound. As an agent of Xista, you should be able to do it. Don't let me down."
The man's right hand grasped Hei's arm, and the two walked side by side into the empty teaching building. They kept moving forward, going up and down the stairs, and walked past empty classrooms.
"School is about to start, how are you preparing the materials?"
"No problem, the first exam of this semester is scheduled on the weekend of the first week after enrollment..."
A conversation between two teaching staff came from the corner ahead. Hei's eyes changed slightly, and he was ready to take action to subdue the opponent at any time.
Unexpectedly, the man next to her reached out to hold her shoulders, and the two of them turned into the tea room next to her. Due to the door, they happened to be in the blind spot.
"Haha, if someone's credits are too ugly, I will definitely teach him a profound lesson..."
As the conversation got further and further away, Heihe breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, she found that her forehead was pressed against the man's chest, and his heartbeat was calm and without any ripples.
He raised his head and saw those calm eyes and his calm mentality. Hei felt that he still had a lot to learn.
Zhou Jinru pulled her out of the tea room and continued deep into the teaching building. During this period, he bumped into the faculty and staff several times. They were like acrobats walking on a tightrope. They seemed to be in danger, but they were able to avert danger every time.
Hei's mind recalled what Herman once said. To successfully build Siesta, one must undoubtedly dance on eggs.
At this moment, they were dancing a dance full of beauty in the teaching building of the main school. The only flaw was that there was no accompaniment.
As if in a dream, Hei looked at the door number, which read the words "School Director's Office".
"how did you do it?"
"Shhh."
Zhou Jinru pressed his index finger to his lips, opened the door and said, "Mr. Tucci, the financial statements you requested have been sent to you. Where can you put them?"
Gudong!
There was the sound of a chair falling to the floor in the office, and then an angry voice roared: "Damn it, wouldn't you knock on the door first?!"
Zhou Jinru stood at the door and waited for three seconds, pulled Hei in, and then closed the door.
The obese Tucci was breathing heavily and stood behind the desk, staring at the two people who came in with a pair of red eyes. The other person had no financial statements and no documents in his hand, which meant that what he just said was a lie to him.
"Okay, you win, honestly, who sent you, Johnson, or Sean?"
"neither."
Zhou Jinru smiled and replied, moving the chair behind the desk two meters back: "Please sit down."
"neither?"
In just two minutes, Tucci recovered from the initial panic. He sat in a chair and folded his hands in front of his belly: "No matter what you want, just say it and maybe I can satisfy you."
The smile on Zhou Jinru's face did not diminish. He sat half-assed on the edge of the desk and knocked on the table with his right hand: "It's better to ask this lady to come out first. I think your legs must be very tired from squatting under the narrow table in high heels. Bar?"
Tucci's face changed slightly and he opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing.
