This is a classic luxury office, from the outside it looks like a small two-story overlapping house, the interior is full of bookshelves and wine cabinets, the middle of the ceiling is a huge skylight, directly below is an elegant desk, whether it is rainy or sunny weather, Angers will be in his free time, make a cup of black tea and enjoy a leisurely afternoon.

If an old friend who has not been seen for a long time comes or receives some good news, such as the number of dragons slain this year is higher than the previous year or the fall of a certain dragon king, he will immediately open a bottle of red wine in his collection to celebrate and leave work early.

But now, he can't even drink the black tea he has just brewed, and today's snowfall may be the last snow in February, and the next time he sees snow, I'm afraid I'll have to wait until November.

Ange frowned, holding a document with the World Tree logo printed on the upper left in his hand, von Schneider sat in a wheelchair, waiting with Manstein to finish reading the document he had just received.

"I don't think the drink I drank the day before yesterday would have made me drunk until today." Ange put down the papers in his hand, and his tone was low and incredulous, "Is it April Fool's Day, my gentlemen?" ”

Manstein and von Schneider's expressions were serious, unswayed by Angers' words.

Seeing that the two of them looked silent, Ange got up from his office chair, his right hand covering his head, and his eyes closed.

"A god ran to a few half-blood families and told them that the Black King Nidhogg had woken up?"

Ange's tone was flat, maintaining his usual tone.

"The god with the words said that the Black King Nidhogg wants to co-opt the best hybrids in these families and give them the chips for dragon blood sublimation and 500 years of life." Ange rubbed his temples and said with a slight smile in his final tone: "Oh my God, am I reading some third-rate novel storyline, huh?" ”

In the office, von Schneider and Manstein were silent.

"Look." Ange pointed to the second page of the document, which was a paragraph on it, and said: "The god called Nidhogg at the engagement banquet of the Wu family, and the Black King Nidhogg said that humanity is developing too slowly and wants to lead humanity into the interstellar age. ”

"Hahahaha."

Bump –

Ange grabbed the document and slapped it on his favorite desk, and a loud thud sounded, and the desk seemed to be unable to withstand the centenarian's strength, making a cracking sound.

The inside of the thick wooden planks is mostly damaged, and Ange is likely to be a little distressed in normal times.

"Gentlemen, may I ask which of the half-bloods who have gone insane due to their unstable bloodline provided this information?"

"Can you let Masashi Fukuyama lie down on a business trip and go treat him, please, don't tell me this is true information."

Von Schneider's wheelchair moved forward a bit, and a hoarse voice sounded under the breathing mask: "The information was provided by our students in those half-blood families. ”

"The other party didn't even do any secrecy means, so he appeared and left with a swagger."

"Twenty-one half-breeds, including two students, left with what they called 'God.'"

Manstein pushed his glasses and said to Ange, who looked solemn: "According to the bloodline assessment, it is about 9 A-level and 12 B-class. ”

"They don't have any room to resist." Ange didn't scold these half-breeds, whether it was the strength shown by the other party or the tempting conditions that he didn't know whether it was true or false, he was just thinking about the description in the intelligence, "What is the origin of that 'god', can you speculate which of the remaining two dragon kings is it?" ”

Manstein shook his head in denial.

"The other party's ability, there is no one who can be on the right number in the known spirit serial number."

"Judging by the descriptions, they were convinced that they had seen a god, not a mighty dragon."

Ange picked up the still warm black tea and took a sip.

"It's normal to not be able to tell the difference in hallucinations." Ange put the teacup on the porcelain plate, feeling his mood calm down a little, "Maybe it's not an illusion, we humans still know too little about the dragon clan, like the tip of the iceberg." ”

"So what about the God? Did you find any information? ”

Manstein took out a tablet, glanced at the contents on it, and read to Ange: "His name is Su Lin, and through the information of the hotel and air ticket where he stayed, he found a copy of his ID card, the address on it is fake, but the strange thing is that the ID card is real, I don't know how he did it." ”

"This suggests that there may be an organization behind him." Ange calmly reasoned, "Maybe he has men to help him deal with this, go on." ”

"On the evening of February 4, he took an international flight from Haneda International Airport in Japan to...

"Wait."

Angers interrupted Manstein.

"You mean from Tokyo, Japan?" Ange was a little surprised.

"Our three top students, and the guy who plays the manga character, I don't know if it's a high-risk hybrid or a dragon, is in Tokyo?"

"That's right."

"Okay, go ahead."

Ange had a bad premonition, but reason suppressed this premonition, and he really wanted to divide Lu Mingfei into two and investigate it in two places.

The dragon king who appeared in Beijing is most likely closely related to another guy who doesn't know if it's a dragon or a half-blood.

"After having dinner with the Wu family, he left with four Wu family hybrids, including Wu Yuxiang, a freshman from our Kassel Academy, and 15 minutes later, he appeared in Beijing again."

Manstein said by glancing at the time displayed in the upper right corner of the electronic tablet, and the time difference was calculated in his mind.

"About 50 minutes ago, he bought a 27.5 yuan stew boiled fire roast at a shop in the Third Ring Road, and 39 minutes ago, he found a roadside stall called Xiangxiang Grilled Fish on the street opposite the courtyard alley of the Second Ring Road, and ordered a 56 yuan grilled fish, and he also asked the boss to add more coriander."

"His eating image is a little ugly, he didn't use chopsticks, he just held the fish and gnawed it."

Manstein showed von Schneider and Angers the photograph on the tablet, a handsome, short-haired young man in a mid-length black down jacket sitting on a plastic bench at a roadside stall, holding the head of the fish in one hand and stuffing the braised intestine into his mouth with chopsticks with the other.

Ange was a little silent, and after a moment of deliberation, he said, "He really knows how to eat." ”

"The investigator said he was certainly not a half-breed." Von Schneider said that the person who went to follow Su Lin was a student of his executive department, and Yan Ling was very suitable for the investigation mission. "Because he didn't spit out fish bones."

"Even half-breeds feel uncomfortable eating fish bones. ”

Aung Ren nodded, fortunately he never ate fish with spines.

"Seventeen minutes ago, he paid and chatted with the owner of the grilled fish and paid attention to the human cub's elementary school homework."

“......。”

"Now, what is this delicious dragon king, the messenger of Nidhogg, and the 'god' who has come to earth?"

"Please, stop talking about all that little thing."

"He got into a taxi 10 minutes ago and got off 3 minutes ago." Manstein read the updated news of his whereabouts.

"Very well, where did he go?"

"Quanjude."

Ange looked up helplessly at the skylight, which was already covered with a layer of snow, as white as paper.

He felt that he needed a handful of snow more than the heating in the house, so that he could pinch a snowball and smash it into the dragon's face.

"FXXK, how much can he eat?"