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"Norma, locate Peacock Mansion."
"Location has been established." The cool, aloof female voice of Norma, the AI from Kassel College, rang out from inside the car.
"Should we notify Chu Zihang?"
"Tell him!"
Angers sat in his beloved Maserati, a cigar dangling from his lips, his black suit making him look like a VIP handing out an invitation to high society when he had just seen Lu Mingfei off.
His current disheveled appearance makes him look more like a guest attending a funeral.
He's attended far too many funerals in his life—for students, friends, teachers…
There are too many for him to count.
Norma was one of his students, and he still remembered how earnestly she studied alchemy with Vice Principal Flamel ten years ago.
"Principal, where are we going now?"
Chen Motong looked at Hilbert Jean Angers, who was sitting silently to the side, and felt uneasy. A sense of panic began to rise in his heart.
In her daily life, she is the eldest daughter of the Chen family, the red-haired witch at Kassel College, and the girlfriend of the eldest son of the Gattuso family...
But none of these matter to Angers.
Kassel College has a student organization called "Hot Team" specifically for Angers, but Chen Motong is not among them.
Just by looking at the principal's deep pupils, she knew that she had been caught up in a huge storm.
“You know this place too, Chu Zihang’s house.” Angers gently exhaled a puff of smoke onto the windshield, slowly relieving the pressure in his heart.
Chen Motong stopped asking questions and fell silent. She knew that perhaps the principal still needed her to do something.
What can "profile" be used for?
Its greatest use has never been as a detective like Conan, but rather as an interrogator, to pry open the minds of criminals...
Their current destination is Chu Zihang's home, so is Chu Zihang their target?
Chen Motong unconsciously clenched her skirt. She thought of her roommate, Su Qian, who was deeply in love with Chu Zihang and the president of the Lionheart Association.
Unlike the other students who idolized Angers' "naivety," Chen Motong, with her ability to profile, was better able to see the flame hidden in Angers' heart.
That was the flame of revenge.
It can be used not only to burn enemies, but also to burn oneself.
As darkness fell and the night deepened, the Maserati pulled up in front of a villa district in the city center.
Chu Zihang, the president of the Lionheart Society, was standing there.
He was meticulous in his posture, standing tall and straight even when no one was watching, clearly having noticed the car as well.
Chu Zihang walked over, and Angers rolled down the car window.
“Principal, my mother is sleeping right now,” Chu Zihang said softly, clearly not intending to invite Angers into his home.
"I don't want them to get involved in anything related to dragons."
Over the years, as he entered the gates of Kassel College and the mixed-race society, he finally remembered his father's past actions of distancing himself from him and his mother, and how he hadn't even dared to contact them.
This small town had always seemed exceptionally peaceful, without a trace of dragons or hybrids, which Chu Zihang could still deceive himself about.
But now, it's clear that the peace has been broken.
A city that can be permanently inhabited by S-class hybrids cannot be ordinary, and a city that has seen Odin's footsteps is even less likely to be ordinary...
His father is dead; now it's his turn to protect his mother.
"Alright, let's get in the car!" Angers didn't seem to care about that.
He understood Chu Zihang's thoughts, knew his own dangerous situation, and was not some madman who wanted to drag his students and families into the war.
When Wu Qi sucked the sores from his soldiers' wounds, the soldiers' mothers wept: "The one who loves my son is the general, and the one who kills my son is also the general."
Later, the soldiers indeed died on the battlefield for their general.
Angers was always a general who always knew how to respect the wishes of his soldiers.
After Chu Zihang got into the car, the engine slowly started, and everyone in the car fell silent.
Angers seemed to have no clear destination, simply circling around the city.
However, Chen Motong noticed that his goal was actually very clear: to run around on the elevated road at will.
“Nono,” Angers suddenly spoke.
"Principal, is there anything you need?" Chen Motong asked, her gaze involuntarily drifting to Chu Zihang beside her.
The situation is now very clear: the principal's target is Chu Zihang, but we don't know what exactly went wrong.
She knew all too well that Kassel College wasn't as warm and welcoming as they appeared; the prisons built on the Hawaiian Islands and called sanatoriums were the best proof of that.
"Could you please keep an eye on Chu Zihang and get him into a deep profiling state? If you have any questions, feel free to ask," Angers said.
"of course."
Chen Motong was surprised, not expecting such a simple request. She quickly thought of the unknown S-level stronghold of Kassel College that she and Chu Zihang had discovered a week ago.
Reason told her that this must be related to Chu Zihang's father, the Kassel "Dragon Aotian" named Chu Tianjiao.
"So, Chu Zihang, do you agree to recount the events of your last meeting with your father?"
Angers said slowly.
Time was of the essence, and he had to be honest. Otherwise, he wouldn't mind using hypnosis to extract the truth from Chu Zihang's memory.
After a moment of silence, Chu Zihang finally spoke and agreed:
"of course."
He recalled the rainy night his father had made him drive away alone in that Maybach, and so he pursed his lips, a pale white tinge appearing at the corners, and softly said:
“I also really hope that Nono can see some things that I haven’t seen.”
As Chu Zihang recalled the past he remembered every day, he slowly recounted the story between himself and his father.
Angers occasionally raised questions that needed to be added, while Chen Motong listened to Chu Zihang's narration and slowly entered into a deeper profile.
Deep profiling differs from ordinary profiling in that it truly "enters" a person's memory. In a sense, it is a supernatural ability similar to "word magic" and "alchemy".
This is also the fundamental reason why Chen Motong was able to stand out among the many descendants of the Chen family and the many geniuses of Kassel, despite being a half-blood without the power of words.
However, this is also an extremely dangerous ability. When used alone, the user can easily become immersed in past memories and unable to extricate themselves.
However, with others around, there was no need to worry about that. She listened slowly to Chu Zihang's narration and entered the world of his memories to search for the figure of Chu Tianjiao.
"My father was a driver..."
Chapter 62 The Nibelung Mark
Chen Motong's consciousness was half-submerged, as if he were in a rainy night.
She seemed to see a man carrying a suitcase slowly walking into this unremarkable southern town.
He wore a black trench coat, sometimes clean, sometimes sloppy, but on him, it always conveyed an overwhelming sense of loneliness.
It was autumn when a man met a girl he admired, but instead of staying by her side, he left her resolutely after they were together.
As time went on, the man's image became increasingly blurred, because the person telling his story didn't know him well either.
As Chu Zihang recounted the story, the rain grew heavier until he spoke of the crucial rainy night on the overpass, the day he and his father encountered Odin, the chief god among the priests.
Everything was as absurd as a nightmare, and Chu Zihang's memories were like someone waking up from a nightmare and looking in fear at the darkness above.
That day, there were no vehicles on the overpass; it was as quiet as the sighing wall of death.
Their car was moving so fast it seemed to disappear, and countless shadows swarmed against the windows, eagerly craving fresh prey. But all of these shadows were already dead.
They were Deadpools, both Chen Motong and Angers realized this, but neither of them interrupted Chu Zihang's narration.
The intersection of the overpass is numbered 000, but the sign looks like it has been washed away by a rainstorm, and the characters on it have been erased.
Music was playing in the car as the father and son talked, and there was a little argument, but that wasn't important. What was important was the fear revealed in their words, and the scene of the Lionheart Society president waking up from a nightmare when he was young.
It was in the wasteland outside the city. The Maybach they were riding in was severely damaged, and there wasn't a single intact part to be found.
It's hard to imagine that he drove out of the nightmare in such a nearly unusable car. In the nightmare, they encountered Odin, the leader of the Arthurian gods in Norse mythology.
After Chu Zihang finished narrating, he gently patted Chen Motong, who was already somewhat lost in thought.
"Nono."
"I am fine."
Chen Motong lowered her head, not revealing the scene she had witnessed in her in-depth profile where Odin raised his spear at her.
This immediately immersed her soul in the illusory profile.
However, after Chu Zihang gently patted her awake, apart from the weakness from overexertion, she was actually fine.
Is Odin a fraud?
Chen Motong couldn't help but think that this wasn't something that hadn't happened before.
Kassel College once had an experience of slaying a dragon in India, which was also an ancient god awakening in mythology, and its reputation was quite impressive.
All the myriad worlds are but a dream of the gods, and cultivation in the mortal realm is but a fleeting dream...
There are many different descriptions.
However, when the Kassel College went to slay the dragon, they discovered that the ancient dragon was pitifully weak.
Despite being a third-generation ancient dragon with a noble title, it seems to be inferior to even ordinary fourth- or fifth-generation dragons.
He was easily killed in his lair, without even needing to use the highly lethal alchemical weapons from the Equipment Department.
The most important purpose of this process is to tell Kassel College that "there are nine kinds of dragons, each different," and that there are indeed useless people and ministers of rites used for boasting and singing praises among the dragons.
Although Odin is a very famous figure, it is impossible for him to be the one in question. After all, mythology is just an extremely distorted way of expressing the history of dragons in different places.
Legend has it that Odin's son Thor is the strongest god, far surpassing him. In reality, Odin's son is a powerful figure capable of confronting the North Pole and the Ice King across the sea.
Who could have imagined this?
"Nono, are Chu Zihang's memories real?"