Chapter 819: NO．188：Completely Unprepared Observant Dumb Cat

NO. 188: Completely unprepared, the observant, dazed cat.

Two renowned Triple Crown horse girls can disperse security, attract students, and even have the dean treat them with courtesy.

The so-called fame, within their own domain, is precisely such that it carries a shadow of power, and investigations involving power are always convenient—this is also why he not only halted Qianming and Bai Ren's investigation but also summoned them here.

As long as they come, all questioning and nitpicking can be skipped, and even the gazes of those students with horse ears and tails can be firmly held, not letting a single one slip to Xiao Lu and Sai Luo.

Of course……not missing the two Ultraman warriors, nor missing that super agent, but instead leaking a bit to himself—yet the fact that the dumb cat plush suit was wildly popular was something Aomo never anticipated.

Even the dean couldn't help but ask if he could stay in place, clearly wanting to slightly satisfy the students' expectations……if she truly were the dean.

Now, walking into the branch campus feels as easy as walking into the central one; he gazes into the distance at this academy, and what meets his eyes is naturally the bustling prosperity of a festival.

Long ago, banners bore the name of the festival called 'Qiu Feng Festival,' and some slogans even declared this festival was meant to warm up for the short-distance horse girl championship a few days later; as the Difangteleisen branch, participating in the G1-level race hosted by the local racetrack itself also carries a bit of local advantage, making it unsurprising that a few competitors could appear.

After all, G1 races consider prize money requirements on one hand and popularity requirements on the other, with actual strength from winning preliminary races coming last.

The operational space for the first two requirements is actually quite large; the local horse girls at the racetrack's G1 races often gather unexpectedly high fan votes, a classic case of 'they shouted about friendship, family, and bonds and just surged forward.'

Perhaps among the many horse girls visible to the eye, there are those few athletes whose data he once gathered—Difangteleisen's horse girls challenging the central ones will also be a topic of delight among horse girl fans, and moreover, a constant theme in literary creation.

But now, as a trainer of central horse girls, he cannot possibly hope his girls are overturned by the locals, so the information work he had the witch beast assist with is extremely meticulous, which is precisely what drew Aimu Zhiji's attention.

This also counts as the homework he assigned to the other party during his current leave, temporarily absent from school.

Yet he never expected that the athlete he had taken seriously and carefully would now be in a state of celebratory singing and dancing.

This can be interpreted as pre-race relaxation, or as prematurely opening champagne.

But ultimately……he gazes at those flowerbeds, playgrounds, teaching buildings, and the distant grass fields faintly visible, not really wanting to bring the flames of war to such a place.

However, one of the industries of the massive organization involved in illegal transactions is located here; when he came, he released the Hong Shen God's divine sense, which, though it gave him no definite response, also presented a kind of inexplicable strangeness.

It feels as if something is being shielded, something is being distorted.

Here, some kind of military-spec energy field that a local school should not possess is operating, and the dean who came to greet him, moreover, shows considerable disjunction in her words and actions.

Or rather, when she speaks, when she performs actions while speaking, she is just like the true dean of this place—able to make students revere her, able to make them compliant; but when she is silent, when she listens to Qianming speak, listens to Bai Ren speak, listens to everyone speak while she remains silent.

She also occasionally displays some coarse, blatantly conflicting habits, whose stylistic expression is almost completely opposite.

The most obvious of these is her gait, step frequency, and the angle and posture of lifting her legs—this is exactly the observation range a trainer would certainly notice; when Chao Cang Lu did not focus on this, Aomo would feel regret in his heart, thinking of turning back to point it out to him.

But letting him set aside the educational issues of a beginner, considering only those small habits, Aomo would believe this dean suffers from some kind of gender cognition impairment, occasionally and briefly believing herself to be male.

To be frank, this is indeed a problem that is inconvenient to mention even if noticed, and it will also be a near-future issue, because earlier information, Aomo had already gathered——

——when the address mentioned in his email was Zhongshan Difangteleisen Academy, he naturally opened his own database and extracted the relevant materials on Zhongshan Difangteleisen Academy.

Although not many, nor detailed, it reveals the fact that he previously was not very diligent in gathering branch campus conditions, but for the dean's information gathering, it is still not little.

After all, as the dean, she has appeared in much news, large lectures, even variety shows, and has undergone many interviews; the information left online is truly abundant and mixed, with a rather broad temporal span.

Her information is not hard to find—from how many races she ran in her youth, to returning to her alma mater after retirement, to her subsequent step-by-step promotions—this certainly does not include anything like 'stimulated, began exhibiting masculine behavior.'

This is quite a strange point, worth remembering.

After thinking this, he glanced again at the male 'secretary' beside her.

Is he really a secretary?

Lin Dun Trainer, who is closely acquainted with the renowned green-clad secretary of the central, can judge from the details on the other person how much professional secretary quality they possess, and thus from this man see how much of the opposite—amateurishness.

He even exudes, in his entire demeanor, a lack of confidence akin to anxiety and hesitation, like someone who has just suffered a life-shattering upheaval and has not yet adjusted their state—a pitiful person.

'Do you feel these two people are very problematic?'

A voice suddenly flashed into his mind, originating from Sai Luo's uncertain words.

'How did you judge that?' Aomo asked.

'That horse girl dean is hard to say, but the male secretary clearly is not in good condition? And moreover, the name Fu… I always feel I've heard it somewhere.'

'Puff ha, did I miss something?' Xiao Lu asked.

Since someone had already created a room, joining it would be simpler; for the sake of convenient action, Aomo yesterday also did not neglect urging him to increase practice of this highly practical skill.

After all, this guy originally had been studying it, occasionally able to successfully open an 'in-team voice chat,' but when nervous, he couldn't connect—this is truly something that needs practice.

'Eh? Telepathy?'

'After leaving the temporary mercenary team, I haven't experienced this ability for a long time.'

Qianming and Bai Ren were also pulled by Aomo into the 'in-team channel.'

'Sai Luo feels the two have problems, the dean is uncertain, the secretary's condition is very poor, and he also feels the name Fu is familiar,' Aomo said concisely, 'Any supplementary opinions?'

He asked via telepathy, looking toward Qianming, who was still chatting amiably with the dean, the latter seemingly unaware——of course, the gaze beneath the dumb cat headset might also indeed be hard to notice.

'That Fu's secretary, indeed has a rather special condition; if one must metaphorize, it's like being torn by some cruel choice I haven't yet recognized, unable to act—his state resembles that of a friend I once saw, addicted to horse racing to the point of wife and children scattered, who at that time was still torn about whether to turn back.'

Qianming's voice echoed in everyone's hearts.

Jie Si Ti Si: 'I have no impression of the name Fu.'

Chao Cang Lu: 'I also don't, but I feel this place gives me a sense that something is hidden, although it's only a feeling……'

'Jie De, did we not originally come here because we received intelligence?' Sai Luo felt this kid was just talking nonsense.

'No, it's a feeling that something dangerous is hidden.'

Regarding being torn by some cruel choice I haven't yet recognized……Sai Luo felt the name Fu was familiar……

The boy beneath the plush fell into thought, while his gaze still looked forward, passing over Qianming's shoulder toward the window outside the dean's office.

There, a grass field with specifications hardly differing from the central training ground emerged, outlining the racecourse.

He gazed at that outline, gradually walking to the windowsill; although it drew the attention of the dean and secretary, neither made any subsequent reaction.

With two Triple Crown horse girls, a super agent who revealed her identity during conversation, and two Ultraman warriors, enough to attract the full attention of the dean and secretary.

By comparison, a child in a plush outfit named Morrison, wanting to go where he wants, see what he wants—let him be.

Only when the dean asked everyone if they still had other companions who would arrive later did the 'in-team channel' slightly explode, and the person beneath the plush narrowed their eyes slightly.

Only on the surface, aside from a certain crown prince whose expression was somewhat stiff, everyone naturally said they had none—this here is the total number of people.

This statement is indeed true.

But Xiao Lu's genuine tension, arising from the team's internal analysis, instead convinced a certain staff officer underground that Aomo Lindun would appear via another route.

Meanwhile, Aomo, holding a precise keyword and an abstract sentence to search the memory crystal, had already obtained the answer.

He had already obtained the answer.

"All personnel, take note: Secretary Ke Fu is extremely likely to be a threatened allied unit. He is an old acquaintance of Ultraman Max, and his appearance has not changed."

"But since the enemy dared to have him appear, they must intend to achieve some situation through him. If any emergency arises later, do not act rashly—follow my orders to respond."

Sai Luo: "Got it! So that's the guy Max mentioned—I remember him too."

Chao Cang Lu: "Huh? Senior Max?"

Jie Si Ti Si: "A comrade of the involuntary Ultraman warrior!? I feel like I've been born into a drama!"

Bai Ren: "Who?"

Qianming: "Sigh, not just alien intelligence—we also need to check Ultraman intel later, Bai Ren, or you won't even keep up with the conversation here."

Aomo: "No need to insist—just knowing he's a comrade is enough."

Bai Ren: "Ultraman Max, right? I'll look him up later."

Is she still interested in Ultraman?

Gazing at that waterfall-like black hair, the eyes behind the dazed cat pupils showed slight surprise, wondering where to start recommending to her when I turn back.