Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 695 - 118 Eldest Miss Shen Only Plays Straightforwardly

Zhou Yaowen, one of the first batch of students sent overseas by the Former Dynasty, studied abroad for ten years, successively obtaining a Bachelor of Laws from Yale University and a Master of History from Mistoka University.

After returning to his country, he served as a staff member under the then-undistinguished President, organizing the translation of Western legal literature and other various types of educational texts and participating in the formulation of the new constitution and the new education outline...

This is the information that can be investigated on the surface.

But in the eyes of others, say, a captured Angel, this man is a physical black hole.

Invisible.

All information about him cannot be observed.

Unfindable.

Everyone knows he teaches at Qinghe Middle School, but still cannot find him.

Unless he wants you to find him.

Just like the Moat that the Special Service Bureau established outside the dimensional barrier of the Real World.

Where exactly is the Moat? No one can find it; it’s as if it doesn’t exist.

But as soon as you enter the Real World from the Outer Dimension, with a snap, you’ll be teleported there.

If it were not for Shen Qingxi having previously come into contact with similar conceptual mechanisms, she wouldn’t have been able to ask about this intelligence.

To put it professionally, it’s like the Phoenix Society’s unbreakable oath Magic.

To put it less professionally, it’s the default setting in video games—the beautiful girls never defecate.

Don’t ask why; mind your own business about things in the secondary dimension.

Physically offline, inaccessible.

In fact, it’s not just Zhou Yaowen who has this mysterious protection.

Of the three major bureaus established by the new government—the Astronomy Bureau, Secretary Bureau, and Special Service Bureau—apart from the occasional public appearances of the action teams of the Special Service Bureau, the other two bureaus seemed completely nonexistent, without any presence.

Another aspect that fits the "black hole" description associated with Zhou Yaowen is the series of events that occurred around him.

On the surface, he seems to have nothing to do with anything, but if you study carefully, you’ll find he’s actually a cauldron seller.

Outsiders only know that after the new government was established, Zhou Yaowen gave up the post of deputy mayor and ran off to teach at an obscure school.

But very few know that the current middle hierarchy of the Special Service Bureau mostly consists of his students.

When were they taught? Where? Unknown.

Now appearing before Shen Qingxi is just such an ordinary middle-aged man with an inconspicuous appearance, indistinguishable in a crowd.

Without any outrageously cool hairstyle, cold and profound gaze, or a soul-captivating presence.

Just some cheap tea leaves worth three coins per pound.

"Principal Zhou, hello, I am Shen Qingxi."

"Hmm, I know who you are, take a seat."

Principal Zhou picked up the thermos, filled a teacup, and pushed it over: "The conditions here are not great, I hope Miss Shen doesn’t mind."

Shen Qingxi picked up the teacup and took a light sip.

Whether the tea is good or not is one thing, but whether to drink it or not is a matter of etiquette.

"Principal Zhou, I’ve taken the liberty of visiting to ask you a few questions."

Principal Zhou smiled and said: "I am here to teach, so of course I have no reason not to answer your questions. However, before that, please allow me to counterask, Miss Shen, in what capacity have you come to ask me these questions?"

Shen Qingxi fell silent for a moment, put down her teacup and said solemnly: "Former action team member of the First Operations Group headquartered at the Special Affairs Bureau of Ming Country, trainee officer Shen Qingxi, is this identity acceptable?"

Principal Zhou’s face did not show any surprise, he nodded his head and asked: "Which year’s?"

"I don’t remember." 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"What was the primary responsibility of your First Operations Group?"

"International exchange affairs, I don’t remember the specifics."

"Who was your leader?"

"I have absolutely no memory of that."

"Hmm, I see... So why are you looking for me? What question do you want to ask?"

"I was going to ask about the Shen Family, but seeing your calm demeanor, I’ve decided to ask a more important question— I can accept traveling to this era, but why are my memories not fully retained?"

"It’s due to strong cognition."

Principal Zhou explained calmly, "For example, a person from the future traveling back thousands of years might not be able to do anything, or they might only do some trivial thing, but that alone could completely mess up the entire historical timeline."

"Kids like you, projected back from the future era, your own strong cognition is the most unstable bomb. One careless move could severely impact the Real World."

"I see... But if I don’t know anything, what can I do here?"

"Haven’t you already done a lot? Kidnapping the Emperor, seizing the Imperial Jade Seal..."

"Ahaha..."

Hearing Principal Zhou say this, Shen Qingxi could only give a dry laugh.

"Moreover, I’m quite curious."

Principal Zhou looked at the young girl blushing with embarrassment in front of him and couldn’t help but smile as he asked, "As far as I know, kids like you, from the future era... um, time travelers, tend to prefer keeping their secrets, reluctant to let others know their origins. Why do you trust me so much to reveal everything to me?"

That’s because they read too many novels.

"Actually, many people say that I act impulsively and recklessly."

"Is that why you chose to study the Barbarian Technique School?"

Let’s not talk about that, it’s embarrassing.

Shen Qingxi coughed forcefully and said with a straight face, "Principal Zhou, I’ve just captured an Angel, and I got a lot of valuable intelligence from him, that’s why..."

"Not necessarily valuable."

"Huh?"

"I’m not your superior; you don’t need to report to me. Or are you saying you want to come back to our school for a repeat year? We don’t have a high school division here, only junior high courses."

Principal Zhou took a leisurely sip of his tea and said, "Let’s get back to the main point, do you have any other questions?"

"Yes!"

Shen Qingxi quickly sat up straight.

"I want to know the real truth behind my grandfather Shen Jianzhen’s death."

"Suicide."

"He’s not the type of person to commit suicide."

"Being forced into suicide is still suicide."

"By whom?"

"Don’t you already have the answer? Why are you still asking me?"

"I want to know the truth, the real truth."

Shen Qingxi frowned, "Those who coveted the Shen Family’s fortune only took the liquid assets. After the Shen Family’s fall, I believe the actual ultimate beneficiary was the President, the new government! And in this process, the only one with the capability and suspicion to be the mastermind behind the scenes is you, Principal Zhou. As far as I know, my grandfather met with you in private before his death. What did you discuss?"

"This is no secret."

Principal Zhou spread his hands and said, "After your grandfather found the Imperial Jade Seal, he became paranoid, suspecting someone was setting him up. He thought of me first and then called me to have dinner. I told him that the President now rules the world and is too busy with myriad duties to bother with his small fries. I’m also very busy; he was overthinking it."

"Then we made a gentleman’s agreement that the Shen Family’s affairs would be dealt with by the younger generation, and us old folks wouldn’t interfere. If the young ones managed to overthrow him, he would just have to accept his defeat quietly."

"Just like that?"

"I haven’t lied to you, if you don’t believe me, you can go ask him yourself."