Rudolf Abel, whose original name was William August Fisher, was a Soviet agent who was good at disguise and proficient in espionage. Western spy agencies called it "Thousand Faces Man". It is said that there is no place in the world that he cannot enter. He helped the Soviet Union win World War II and helped to create atomic bombs to compete with the United States. He was known as the "contemporary ace spy" (excerpted from Baidu).

The "world's No. 1 Monster Thieves" is his name and the "Thousand-Faced Man". The former comes from the folk and the latter comes from the official. He has indeed entered and left various intelligence agencies as if he was in a no-man's realm, but there is no clear information within the academy to prove that he is a mixed race, and there is no information related to him in the academy.

It may be that there is really no, or his files may have been eliminated.

In short, Rudolf Abel is mysterious enough. If he wants to blame him, he is indeed a good candidate, but unfortunately he has been dead for thirty years.

...

The wind direction of the night watchman became strange at some point. In addition to the future, someone thought of the dead spy.

Lao Wan: [If Abel is really a mixed race, he might still be alive. Google says he died of lung cancer, but the mixed race has less than 0.01% of cancer]

Cambridge Folding Knife: [Cute kids, you don’t seem to notice the key to the problem. Rudolf Abel was proposed by Finger, and the guy who proposed this person has now dived. He has successfully shifted his sight from himself]

Kassel's first shot god: [The principal is wise! Fendog has hacked a lot of information from Norma in recent years. If anyone in this world can block Norma's surveillance, then this person must be Fendog!]

Finger: [Hey! Wencheng, please be careful when speaking! I didn’t dive, just eating, okay? Can you still free up your hands to type during the meal? And isn’t your student union meeting tonight? You will return the water forum at the meeting?]

Lao Wan: [The meeting has been completed, we are just discussing what flag to hang in Norton Hall. After a democratic vote, we decided to customize a 5m*6.2m Uzumaki Naruto]

Wucheng: [Actually, I want to be more of the Iron Man, but I don’t know why Naruto Uzumaki dared to get more votes. Damn, this is the United States! Why are the local superheroes still not even able to compete in the Japanese anime image?]

Cambridge Folding Knife: [Wencheng, you are from Shenzhou. What you should think about now is why there is no phenomenal animation IP in Shenzhou]

Wencheng: [I have suggested it! But no one wants to hang the seven gourds on the roof]

As we all know, the memory of the Internet is only 5 seconds, and everyone soon entered the next topic. No one cares about the Red Dragon Cub anymore. Bai Hang originally wanted to change the wind direction with a rhythm, but he didn't expect that the wind direction was already a mature child and could move it by itself.

...

At the same time, Goodrian and Masashi Toyama sat in Manstein's office, with three cups of freshly brewed British black tea on the table.

The first person to speak was Masashi Toyama: "I know you want to defend Bai Hang, but now the facts are in front of you! He not only erased Norma's surveillance record, but also wanted to blame us for this matter!"

Guderian glanced at him and said, "Do you people in the East have such rich imagination? I accepted a student named Ishikawa Miku this year. You two should have a common language. Old friends, reasoning requires evidence, not speculation out of thin air. Now it is not the 18th century. No one needs you to propose hypotheses. What we need is proof! Proof!"

Masashi Toyama snorted coldly, picked up the tea cup on the saucer, and wanted to take a sip of black tea to reduce the fire, but the black tea was too hot, so he could only put the black tea down in embarrassment.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, an old man in a black suit suddenly pushed open the office door. He was elegant and handsome, with silver hair. Although he was old, the smile on his face made him look as lively as a young man in the academy.

"Principal." The three people in the office stood up at the same time.

"Oh! Don't be excited, professors, I'm just here to see." Anger quickly waved his hand to signal them to sit down.

"You continue to discuss yours, just treat me as a jury." Angers was familiar with the fact that he took out a white porcelain tea cup from Manstein's cabinet, then squatted down and put it in a bulk tea bag to smell it. Finally, he took out a bag of Dahongpao from Wuyi Mountain.

"Wait! Principal, that's the tribute tea I asked someone to buy from Beijing!" Manstein quickly stopped.

"Don't be stingy, just drink your tea. Don't think I don't know that there are several bottles of Burton Manor hidden in your cabinet. I've saved you money, okay?" Anger leaned against the side of the cabinet and waved his hand, "You can continue to discuss, don't be distracted by me. I said I could just treat me as a jury."

Angers came in and was like a man and woman who had finished the foreplay was suddenly interrupted by the boss's phone call. Although the boss said on the surface that he was just calling to greet him, it was impossible for the two to continue. The boss obviously would not greet the employees. If he asked, the boss would definitely have the truth to do so.

Anger must have read Bai Hang's archives, and he filled in the S-Class with his own hands. Masashi Toyama instantly understood everything. The principal was from the Hang Sect! Regardless of whether Bai Hang steals the dragon or not, Anger's purpose is to personally ensure that the S-Class he approved is fine.

So, why?

Masashi Toyama soon thought of some other events related to this dragon stealing incident, such as why Angers put the S-level on Bai Hang, who had an ordinary life experience.

Guderian also had the same question, and he was more concerned about the students he received from Shenzhou than Masashi Toyama, so he spoke out before Masashi Toyama:

"Principal, why did you give Bai Hang S?"

Manstein, who was sitting at the desk, also pricked his ears, and he was also interested in this question.

Angers was waiting for the tea to cool down to a temperature that was drinkable, and he said slowly: "Bai Hang, he has been admitted to Peking University."

“….”

The three professors were stunned at the same time, and Anger said something, and obviously only said half of this sentence. They were all waiting for the principal's following, but Anger seemed to have no intention of continuing to say it.

The first person to be unable to hold back was Guderian. He asked, "What? The principal, what about the person who was admitted to Peking University?"

Ang Rang said: "Peking University is the top institution of China. It is not easy to be admitted to Peking University. At least none of the students we recruited in China in the past do not have this qualification."

Indeed, it is difficult to send to Peking University. The mixed races from Shenzhou in Kassel Academy usually do not have this qualification. The children in Shenzhou are too bound by their physique. They lack stimulation in their lives. There are 1.3 billion people in China, and it is a high-risk place for Gu Long to awaken. Every year, many executive departments are sent to Shenzhou. More mixed races should have been born in that place, but there are not many students in Shenzhou in Kassel Academy.

Every child who comes to Kassel College from China has an extraordinary side, and there are many people who join the executive department in advance. Ye Sheng is a very excellent example.
Chapter completed!