Silent Crown Chapter 238: No comment

The waiter lit the silver lamp, and the light of the crystal chandelier hung high, illuminating the silent venue. Net

No one was whispering, and there were no empty seats in the not-so-wide staircase venue. Most of them are scholars who have obtained admission qualifications and nobles with good deeds. There are also many newspaper reporters who come from all over the world and prepare to grab first-hand news.

The men with caps on their heads, sitting in the front row, holding notebooks and pens in their hands were excited, gestured to each other to exchange something, and quickly took shorthand in the notebook.

Seeing that they are not too busy to watch, Sergey on the committee seat let out a cold snort from his throat.

After all, this incident is a shame in the academic world. No matter who is right or wrong, it is a big controversy to publicize it. As a well-known master in academia, he naturally would not like these lace tabloid reporters.

On the judges' bench, there are only five people sitting.

Ancient linguist Batlemy from Burgundy, Sergey, an ancient folklore researcher from the Tower of the Prophet, Heisenberg, an ancient music theory researcher from the Rock and Iron Academy, and Mr. Hu, an oriental student from the Holy City , And finally, Angelo’s local dark age history researcher Lola Kraft.

These five people are qualified to make decisions on behalf of the academic community, regardless of their status or qualifications. The prince representing the royal family and Metropolitan Metropolitan Mephistopheles representing the church will serve as notaries for this review, confirming that the results are fair and correct.

Across the heavy wall, I can vaguely hear the bell of the Elizabeth Tower telling the time in the distance.

In that low and faint bell, the council officially announced its start.

The opening of the two sides, the representatives of both sides formally entered the venue, causing a deep hustle and bustle. At the end, they are seated on the left and right sides opposite the committee seat.

They look serious and don't communicate with each other, just treat each other as air.

But it is obvious that even if the winning ticket is in hand, Ingmar's expression is still not very good-once you walk into this place, no matter the final result, it will be an uncompromising stain on the career of a scholar.

And Abraham. He didn't feel anything about it, and he still had a calm face, neither sad nor happy.

The reputation of not being eaten as a meal is almost meaningless to him.

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After a brief announcement. Several committee members spent ten minutes reading the documents submitted by both parties, and also reviewed the meeting minutes and the causes and consequences submitted by the association and the school.

In the end, in the silence, frowned involuntarily.

No one spoke.

"Who first?"

Sergey, the old bald man suddenly asked, looking around his left and right companions. Butlermy was silent, and Mr. Heisenberg was still in a cold mood. Mr. Hu, the old **** from the east, was in a daze on the ground. As for Laura... she looked over with a smile, and there seemed to be a thousand words in her eyes, but she seemed to say nothing. It seems that there is something that can only be understood and cannot be said.

"For so many years, you are still such a mother-in-law."

Sergey snorted coldly. Among all the people, he had the hottest temper and the most untouchable sand in his eyes. The most annoying is such things as plagiarism and impersonation, so it is also the most impatient.

"I am coming."

He picked up the briefing next to him, flipped it roughly, then looked up and said: "Then, the council has officially started. First of all, Mr. Ingmar is invited to come forward."

Ingmar Shishiran got up, smiled and stood behind the central speaking seat, facing the committee members, and greeted them with grace and grace.

It's a pity. This set is of no use to Sergey.

"Mr. Ingmar, next are a few questions about your personal resume. You don't need to be nervous, just answer them truthfully."

He paused. The expression becomes solemn: "But remember, here, it is best not to lie-this is also for your own sake."

"I understand, Mr. Sergey."

Ingmar nodded, his expression was neither humble nor arrogant, with a smile on the corners of his mouth. No pressure: He has already practiced in this session, and he will never make mistakes no matter what questions the other party asks.

"When did your research on ancient documents start?"

"Twenty-four years ago."

After counting silently, Ingmar replied: "I entered the Royal Conservatory of Music at that time, and met my teacher in the academy, who was the former coach of the School of Enlightenment. Since then , The teacher guided me to get started. Three years later, I got the official qualification as a musician and graduated, and have been engaged in related research ever since."

"What about the main results?"

Sergey asked routinely, and of course he knew it all.

"The most accomplished ones include "Induction of Anglo's Historical Legends", "Exploring the Origin of Human Development from the Ballads of the Dark Ages" and "Exploring the Origin of Ancient Avalon" which I completed with my teacher."

Ingmar paused, glanced at Abraham impenetrably from the corner of his eyes, and replied with a smile: "Also, "The Voynich Manuscript Entire Interpretation."

There was a hustle and bustle in the venue, and Abraham was still expressionless, and the two teenagers beside him became angry: This is already an out-and-out provocation!

"The outcome of the dispute will be ignored for the time being."

Sergey said lightly: "Please briefly describe the school you inherited, major in music theory and interpretation direction."

"As everyone knows, I am the coach of the Enlightenment Branch of the Royal Conservatory of Music. I inherited the ancient Angelu School of Enlightenment, which is the'Purple Branch School'. My major in music theory..."

In the committee seat, Sergey kept asking questions. The questions were detailed and harsh. Even if Ingmar's reply had few loopholes, he would be chased by him until he got a reasonable explanation.

Soon, even if he had been prepared, Ingmar's back was wet with a cold sweat, and he was a little lacking in energy. He can only be fortunate that he has always been very cautious about the arrangement of his resume. Otherwise, under Sergey's chase, he might expose his weakness.

It's just that, in the audience, Ye Qingxuan looked at him faintly flattened, and he was not happy, but rather sad.

Because of the problem.

He sighed insignificantly, his eyes full of worry when he looked at Abraham.

If you go to this level, the teacher's resume... I'm afraid the problem will be big.

The blind man can see that the large blanks and obscure places in the resume submitted by him are simply heinous...The situation that Abraham will face next is probably more difficult than Ingmar’s Ten times hundreds of times.

Ye Qingxuan silently exhaled the irritable breath in his chest and looked at the stage.

The situation is not so good.

Among the five judges. He had heard of Master Sergey's temper. It was basically a gangbang, which exploded at one point, except for academics. You can't get along with anyone, and you are a lone ranger wherever you go.

In terms of position, he is definitely the fairest person among them, and he doesn't rub any sand in his eyes.

But it's worse-grumpy and stubborn, if his judgment makes him make the wrong choice. Then he will walk to death on this road, and the nine cows will not be able to pull back.

Among the rest, the one who needs to worry the least is Laura.

He believes that based on the adultery between himself and this sister...Bah, bah, is the degree of'trust between each other', even if the queen is the queen in the fight with himself, she will vote for her side. .

Don't look at your own face, but also look at yourself as a mobile blood pack and a treasure of heaven and earth, otherwise this world will be really unreasonable!

But the rest are generally more difficult to deal with.

In his understanding, Master Butlermy has always stayed away from disputes. Refuse to participate in any fight. Master Heisenberg is far away at the Rock and Iron Academy. Although his academic achievements are outstanding, he has been living in isolation after accepting the inheritance of the school, making it even more difficult to deal with.

And that Mr. Hu, who is said to be from the East... God knows if he will show the face of his way, and his relaxed and happy face is not hidden at all, he looks like it's not too big to watch the excitement. , It is clear that it is rushing to tear up the big show!

Just as he quickly thought about it in his mind, his most tense link finally arrived.

"Mr. Abraham. Please come forward."

Sergey said in a solemn voice, and seeing Abraham standing behind the speaker's seat, he asked harshly: "Can you guarantee that the next sentence is true?"

"I promise, sir."

Abraham's answer was imposing. It's just flat and straightforward, the expression is still dull, just standing behind the speaker, waiting for the question.

After several committee members reviewed the personal resumes submitted by Abraham, their expressions suddenly became extremely complicated, and they started talking in a low voice.

"This is a blank sheet of paper." Sergey dropped his resume on the table. Whispered, "Almost nothing is said above. IMHO, this thing is a waste of our time."

The other committee members, except for Mr. Hu, who is the old god, all agree: it is not that they are impetuous, but that Abraham's resume is too simple.

The most thoughtful Butlermi thought for a moment, and when he thought of the letter to himself, his heart became heavy. He sighed: "In that case...just ask the truth. You can always ask."

"I don't think it's necessarily." Master Heisenberg, who has been closing his eyes and rested, suddenly said, his expression is as cold as ever, making people feel cold: "If he wants to lie, he may not be able to deceive us. Perhaps. , We should end this farce as soon as possible."

"Even if it is a routine matter, at least go through this link."

Lola has been silent all of a sudden. She seems to be just over 20 years old and she is among the group of people whose average age is over forty. She is exceptionally uncomfortable.

"I think it's better to ask first." She made a compromise suggestion: "If there is something we don't understand, we will prove it separately, how about it?"

"It seems that this can only be done."

Sergey snorted, glanced at his resume, and looked up at Abraham: "Mr. Abraham, you are a soldier, right?"

Abraham nodded.

"As far as we know, in the army, you have only been trained as a musician for three months..." Sergey frowned: "In those three months, what did you learn?"

"..."

Abraham was silent, and asked softly after a long time: "Can I change the question?"

The audience was in an uproar.

This is the first question that was refused to answer today. No one has ever refused to answer the questions of the panel members so simply and bluntly in the panel of the panel.

And it's such a simple question!

In the audience, the reporters were taken aback, and immediately began to record with excitement. A wonderful news has already been written in their stomachs.

Hearing Abraham's words, even Sergey, who had finally been patient, couldn't help but feel angry: Is it necessary to refuse to answer this kind of question? !

His expression became gloomy, and he looked at Abraham coldly for a long time, but Abraham was still dull and expressionless. After knowing it for a long time, Sergey asked again:

"Who is your teacher?"

"..."

The answer to him was still silence, and the low-pitched discussion in the meeting gradually became noisy. Until Sergey struck the gavel strenuously: "Quiet! Quiet!

Mr. Abraham, do you refuse to answer this question? ! "

He looked at Abraham, angrily.

"Sorry..."

Abraham sighed, looking bitter and helpless: "——Unless you get the approval and written permission of the fourth department. Otherwise...no comment."

"No comment?"

The audience was in an uproar again, and even the committee members were astonished.

The fourth sector, this is the division of the government department system after Anglo's evolution for hundreds of years.

The first department includes all administrative agencies in Anglo, including most of the administrative agencies in commerce, tax management, etc., and is the management foundation of the kingdom’s administrative system. The second department includes the police, epidemic prevention, fire and other departments. It is an indispensable part of keeping the kingdom running.

The third department is farming, education, land, population surveying, etc., responsible for the management of people’s livelihood, and the fourth department... is the war department that unifies the army, logistics, weapon forging, and sabotage technology research and development, and is responsible for all violent actions. And active defense forces.

This is what ordinary people call the "Military Headquarters". It is said that there is still a phantom fifth sector, but it has never been positively acknowledged.

"No comment..."

Hearing what the teacher said, Ye Qingxuan slapped his forehead, covered his face and sighed, and suddenly wanted to die: I am really afraid of what is coming!

Ghost knows that the teacher has signed too many strict confidentiality agreements with the military. Abraham does not even have a photo of himself when he was young...

Fortunately, in the paper submitted by Abraham. There is a resume certificate from the military department, which can barely explain the past.

After a brief discussion among the committee members, Sergey suppressed his anger and continued to ask:

"Mr. Abraham, according to the association's investigation, you had 31 years of military experience before you took office with the Royal Conservatory of Music, but your resume says that when you retired from the military, you were only 42 years old...

So. How old are you to join the army? "

"Sorry."

Abraham replied: "Unless the fourth department's approval and written permission is obtained, there is no comment."

"..."

Sergey's expression turned blue and purple, and the complex changes in his expression were simply wonderful.

After a long time. He gritted his teeth and asked: "As far as I know, your background is not complete. You claim to be the son of a gardener, but according to the association's investigation, there is no gardener in the area, and no family has a family name. 'Wilson'. Can you explain this?"

"Sorry, there is no comment unless approved by the Fourth Department and written permission."

"..."

Sergey showed a toothache: "This is also within the scope of confidentiality?"

"Sorry, there is no comment unless approved by the Fourth Department and written permission."

"What is the number of the army you serve?"

"Sorry, there is no comment unless approved by the Fourth Department and written permission."

"What about the year before you retired?!"

Sergey was furious: "Your resume says that you have been imprisoned in Gritta Heavy Prison because of major punishments. Don't you have any comment on this?!"

Abraham is still dumb, and everyone can guess his answer: "——Sorry, there is no comment unless approved by the Fourth Department and written permission."

"Enough is enough! Mr. Abraham!"

Sergey was furious and struggling to knock on the gavel in his hand: "Who is your immediate boss! I believe the association will get permission..."

"...I'm sorry."

Abraham sighed, "No comment unless approved by the Fourth Department and written permission."

"Apart from nothing to comment, what else can you say!"

"Sorry, unless you get, uh..."

Abraham reacted halfway through speaking, and sighed helplessly: In fact, he can say a lot, but why do you always ask?

He asked tentatively: "Why don't you ask something else? I taught three very talented students. They are..."

"Enough!"

For a long time, Master Heisenberg, who was on the sidelines, thought about what he said, and his eyes fell on Abraham with a cold voice.

"Mr. Abraham, do you think that the fourth department can be used as a shield to be unscrupulous? I hope you know that the Musician Association has contact lines with the major departments of Anglo."

"Sorry..." Abraham shook his head.

"Come here! Contact the fourth department! I want to read Abraham's detailed files!"

Sergey gritted his teeth and squeezed out a voice: "I want to see what he can't say!"

Soon, the changing musicians outside the venue were directly connected to the military office in Shangcheng District through underground cables, and the communication was connected. It was a soft female voice:

"Hello, this is the sixth reception, do you have an appointment?"

"Hello, madam."

Sergey said coldly: "This is the Musicians Association. We need to check the resume of a citizen of the kingdom."

Soon, after a simple confirmation, the soft and sweet female voice asked: "Please report the household registration number and name that needs to be inquired."

Sergey glanced at Abraham, saw his still dull look, snorted coldly, and reported the information on his resume.

But in an instant, the communication was cut off.

Everyone was stunned, completely at a loss.

Immediately after a few busy tones, the communication was connected again. This time, the young and sweet female voice disappeared, replaced by an indifferent and dry voice, unceremoniously.

"Who?" he asked.

"This is the Music Masters Association..."

Sergey was interrupted before he finished speaking. The human voice, who looked like a machine, said indifferently: "I'm sorry, no matter what you want to ask, unless you get the approval and written permission of the fourth department, you can't comment."

"Damn it!" Sergey was taken aback, and then furious: "This is the Musicians Association!"

"Sorry, unless you get permission from the fourth department..." The indifferent voice repeated this sentence~IndoMTL.com~We have royal family members as witnesses! We have the endorsement of the Order! Sergey roared: "Do you know who I am?" ! I am..."

"——Otherwise there is no comment."

The communication is hung up and there is only a busy tone.

Embarrassed busy tone.

In the awkward atmosphere, everyone looked at each other in silence, feeling heartbroken. At the end, look at the royal family behind the curtain.

Soon, a note was sent out from it. After several committee members read it, their expressions changed for a while, and finally turned helpless.

"Ahem, just skip this paragraph..."

Butler could not help coughing a few times. "At least, no one doubts whether he is a member of the fourth department."

Sergey's expression was gloomy, and he snorted without speaking.

The whole room is silent. (To be continued.)