Chapter 360 Love to Go to School

Clayton went to Dongsen Bank and realized what Elder Days meant.

"I'm very sorry, the items you deposited have been lost. We really can't do anything to prevent this." The bank clerk said.

He led Clayton, who couldn't accept this, to the vault. In front of them, there was a large and unexpected hole in the high wall lined with safes. Not only the safe, but also the wall behind it was hollowed out - or It is said that the robbers dug in from behind the wall.

"It appeared silently, just like a ghost." The staff described it to Clayton.

In the days when Creighton Bello was still in Gevaux, Donson Bank was robbed by unknown persons. The world-class galvanic anti-theft device sponsored by the Presbyterian Church and the mechanical lock worth thousands of pounds were of no use because of the invasion. The attackers did not go through the main door. They dug holes from the outside of the bank into the ground, and then dug out a piece of the safe and the wall and took it away. This big hole was the only trace left by them.

No one even saw or heard the gang of thieves in action, as the chaos elsewhere that night drew all the attention.

The military's war airship took off. It used a searchlight that could illuminate half of the parish at a time in the center of the sky and a huge siren that sounded like a siren to inform the whole city that it was the real protagonist.

The gunshots in the ghetto were nothing compared to it.

Therefore, the fact that a group of people took advantage of the chaos and stole Dong Sen Bank became an unknown supporting role on the stage that night.

It wasn't until the next day that a bank employee who came to work discovered the theft.

They lost a total of 22 safes, and the contents inside were of varying value, including famous paintings handed down from ancient times, and small toys with only commemorative significance. No one could figure out the purpose of the thieves in stealing these things - if They came for money, so since they could dig through the wall quietly, it was obviously more cost-effective to just transport the cash away.

Dongson Bank concealed specific information about the theft from the outside world, preferring to make customers think they had lost their money.

If Clayton Bello had not been a Presbyterian, he would not even have known that his belongings were missing.

Des Jonrad must also know about this matter. Clayton believes that his repeated emphasis on asking him to get the gift is a hint to him to deal with this matter.

"What have you lost? Give me the list of lost items." The werewolf stretched out his hand to the bank clerk, not wanting him to respond at all. But the bank clerk was ready. He had been given instructions beforehand, so he kept the list with him at all times.

Clayton took the list and sighed inwardly. He didn't want to do this work at all.

It has been several days since the bank was robbed. Who knows where the stolen goods are now, maybe they are not in Sasha City anymore.

He was determined to look for just that gift, and if Elder Dyce asked about anything else, he would pretend that he had not understood the other person's intention.

But this matter was not easy. The list of lost items showed that the "gift" left to him by Elder Dais was an ordinary-looking metal syringe.

How should he find a syringe?

He gradually had an idea in his mind.

Clayton Bello spent a whole day making announcements at the city's curio shops, offering to recycle designated types of goods at high prices.

He took one of the most valuable categories of lost property as a standard, and then waited for the thieves to deliver the stolen goods to his door. This may not be effective, but at least it is an effort.

While waiting, he began to deal with more important matters.

Julius and Clara are back, and he wants to arrange their next work, and there are

Take Donna to school.

"Isn't there still three months left?!" After hearing the news, the girl jumped up in fright. She had just finished a dance class, and her movements were very elegant.

"But I have something to do later and may have to stay out of town for a while, so I won't have much time to take care of you."

Clayton poked the schedule on the table in the study room with his sharp nails, and there was no trace of reluctance in his tone. He did not intend to take his niece around for adventure this time.

"It's the end of the year now, and many students in the girls' school have gone back for vacation. You can just adapt to the environment there. If you need anything, just go to Charlotte. I allocated a sum of money to her to pay for it. Your expenses. If you have any trouble, go to Marietta. We helped her in Gevaud before, and she will remember this."

"I need to adapt." Donna said this so quietly that Clayton didn't hear it clearly, but he didn't care either.

"After lunch, we will go to Xinjiani Women's College to have a look and apologize for our missed appointment. The teachers there may not know magic and cannot beat you, but you still have to maintain basic respect for them."

Donna said angrily: "Of course, I'm not that stupid! I just think school can wait a little longer. Why don't you just leave today?"

"But I don't have the energy to teach you anymore," Clayton said.

He is going to teach college students at Sasha University, even if it is just a temporary substitute, this is a very honorable thing for him.

Donna didn't know his reason, so she agreed glumly.

Today was the last lesson Clayton gave her, so the fighting techniques he taught were more radical.

He taught her how to incorporate footwork into combat, using steps and twists to maximize the speed and power of swinging weapons, the location of a person's arteries, how to give first aid and bandage herself.

When he believed that Donna had mastered these skills, he took her to lunch, then took her daily necessities and took a carriage to Xinjiani Women's College.

Creighton is very satisfied with the environment of this college. Its main building is built on a natural high slope. It is a three-story broad building. The square column-shaped building has "flanges" on both sides, and there is only one strip on the front. A man-made road leads to the gate, behind which is an artificially planted forest, surrounded by high walls and spiked iron railings. There are also stables and an open space large enough for horse racing to train women's equestrian skills.

There were several guards with pistols patrolling around.

It's almost like a fortress.

Catherine, the principal of the college, is a typical old lady. She looks to be in her forties, has dirty blond hair, a pair of big gold-rimmed glasses on her narrow face, a very thin waist, and a lean figure. She wore a rose-red dress on her body. When she walked, the hem of the skirt seemed to be made of iron and did not sway at all.

Clayton had made an appointment with her before, so she waited for them at the school gate, and when she saw them coming, she led them in.

Compared to her uncle, Donna seemed uneasy.

She also repeatedly observed the surrounding environment and could not imagine that she would have to live here for a quarter in the future.

Moreover, her unspeakable reasons for refusing to go to school now began to persuade her to go back on her word.

"Most of the students in the school have gone home for the holidays, and only the students who live far away will stay. They are all very friendly, and your niece can make friends with whoever she wants. There are no bad girls here, and we are committed to treating all students as To create a perfect woman with excellent moral character.”

As Dean Catherine walked, she talked about the benefits of college education, but the conversation was always with Clayton, not her, who was going to school in person, which made Donna even more uncomfortable.

Clayton never spoke. The two women looked back and found that he was staring attentively at the protruding places on the sides of the building.

Donna was also thoughtful. The shape reminded her of the towers at the four corners of the castle in Wonderland, and the densely arranged upper and lower sliding windows were like shooting holes on the towers.

If the main entrance is blocked, place some shooters at the windows on both sides.

"Is there anything wrong there, sir?" Catherine paused and asked.

"No, there's no problem. It's better to say it's very good." Clayton happily pointed to the protruding parts on both sides of the building and said: "If there are twenty gunmen ambushing on both sides, even a hundred soldiers can't do anything. Come in through the front door, unless they have cannon!"

Donna couldn't help but smile. She felt a sense of pleasure at the commonality of thoughts between Clayton and hers, but Catherine obviously did not experience these exciting things.

"Sir, no one would attack a women's college, we are just a school." She said seriously.

Clayton immediately apologized to her: "Sorry, it's just that the shape of this building looks too perfect, and you have armed guards here."

"You don't need to apologize to us. These guards were used to prevent robbers, and the house was donated to the first dean by a nobleman. Perhaps at that time, it did serve the purpose of a fortress. As for the students - although we don't need to be like Soldiers fight just like they do, but the academy does teach students hunting, including shooting and horsemanship, and if used properly, they can also surprise those with bad intentions."

"This is a good thing." Knowing this, Creighton praised the school's teaching philosophy. Donna also had a good impression of this school.

But then Clayton turned to ask: "But your guards here seem to be very old. Can they really still be effective?"

They all noticed that the guards at this school were all wrinkled old men. Although they carried guns, their accuracy was questionable. In addition, they all walked slowly.

Catherine raised her neck: "I'm pretty sure they still have enough power to defend the school, as long as they can shoot. The reason why we choose old people as guards is mainly to prevent something that shouldn't happen. Some girls' schools willfully Young men were selected to serve as teachers, gardeners, and guards in schools, and this failed decision later caused a shocking scandal.”

"Although our students have received correct guidance, they are still unable to fully understand these teachings. They are young and willful, unexperienced, longing for love but do not yet understand what real love is, so they are easily seduced by handsome faces and sweet words. "In order to prevent temporary passion from ruining students' lives, Xinjiani Women's College will try its best to avoid such unstable factors and students."

Catherine also glanced at Donna intentionally while explaining. The girl bit her lip, thinking about the difference between herself and the other girls described by the dean.

She doesn't want to fall in love, she wants to kill someone.