Chapter 27-27- Tower
More than ten minutes later, the sharp sound of sirens tore through the silence of the rainy night, and a floating police car flashing cold blue light landed precisely in front of the door of Groni Clinic.
Several police officers got out of the car, restrained the terrified Goss Groni, and then conducted a thorough search of the clinic. They seized several gray transaction records hidden in some magic terminals, which had been encrypted multiple times and disguised as ordinary bills.
These crimes involve the trafficking of low-quality counterfeit drugs, addictive drugs, illegal weapons, and restricted surgical procedures. The number of crimes is shocking.
Faced with the exposure of these transaction records and the incriminating evidence provided by the mysterious anonymous whistleblower, Goss, who had been complacent and arrogant before, collapsed as if struck by lightning. He was roughly dragged into the police car and suffered the same fate as Reg Hoffman.
Standing under an umbrella in the dark corner of the street outside the clinic, Rosalyn stared blankly at the sudden unfolding and said bewilderedly, "Teacher...did you do this?"
Yvette nodded slightly and said calmly, "In the Blackwater District, anyone who isn't a saint is more or less involved in the gray industry. It just depends on how well they hide it. Unfortunately, I'm very good at digging these things out."
Like Rosalyn, Yvette was also very concerned about the whistleblower behind the Hoffman family's exposure and fragmentation.
In particular, the report was made one month after she joined the clinic, and during this month, the clinic had a lot of new customers coming in because of the rumors about the "beautiful nurse". This inevitably made her suspect that if she had not suddenly requested to stay in the clinic for observation, the sudden report would not have happened.
So, using her own rune hacking technology, Yvette directly located the address from which the anonymous report letter was sent from the police station, and discovered that it was at the Groni Clinic 1.5 kilometers away, with no cover and no anti-detection awareness at all.
Combined with the information I got from Mrs. Susan, the answer suddenly became clear.
This was undoubtedly pure and simple competition among peers. Goss had known for a long time that Reger was practicing medicine without a license. But at that time, Goss's clinic had a decent client base, with higher revenue and profit margins than Reger's, and he was more relaxed, so he didn't bother to report it or start a feud.
Recently, thanks to "someone," Regler's clinic had received many new patients, naturally stealing business from Goss. Although his income was still higher than Regler's, Goss became increasingly frustrated by the increasingly deserted clinic and sent an anonymous email to report the Hoffman clinic.
So what happened later and today happened.
To some extent, Yvette can indeed be regarded as the fuse of the cause and effect of the whole incident.
But this is certainly not her responsibility, and she helped the Hoffman family find the informant and retaliate in the same way, only out of sympathy and disgust for Goss. She can't make good people have good rewards, but she can make the bad guys' lives less comfortable.
In addition, this is a valuable opportunity for students to grow.
After all, in a wasteland world with only two people, due to limited conditions, Rosaline cannot experience many of the setbacks necessary for growing from childishness to maturity.
Now, with the help of this dream, she has finally made up for some of the mistakes, and she has also fulfilled her responsibilities as a teacher to a certain extent.
…
The rainstorm in the autumn night came and went quickly. I had only taken a few steps on the way back when the sky cleared up, the dark clouds dispersed, revealing a silver crescent moon dotted with stars, forming a hazy and magnificent Milky Way.
Rosalin, who had become an umbrella boy without knowing when, folded her umbrella and followed her teacher step by step.
She looked at the unfamiliar starry sky above her head, which was completely different from the one in her hometown. She suddenly coughed dryly and asked tentatively in a somewhat shy tone, "Teacher, are you... investigating Dr. Goss because of me?"
"No." Yvette answered calmly without stopping.
"Really?" Rosalyn trotted over, turned sideways to look at Yvette's beautiful jawline, and the suspicion in her tone was undeniable.
She still felt that the teacher must have done this for her. After all, the teacher was a hermit master who had experienced countless hardships and had long seen through the world. He also specifically reminded her that everything in her dream was fake, but she was always brooding over it, forcing the teacher to step in personally and help her break the obsession.
"No." He said firmly.
"That's it!" Rosalyn replied decisively.
"no."
"that is!"
“…”
Yvette glanced at her, closed her mouth, and fell completely silent.
Rosalyn didn't care. She chuckled and strode towards Wright's apartment.
A few days later, the news that Goss was taken away by the police spread on Acid Street, and many people who had already known about the report, such as Susan, Hans and Mary, could not help but applaud.
Then, just as the past was repeating itself, Groni Clinic also went bankrupt amid the reporting storm.
But the difference is that this time no one came to visit Goss's relatives to express their condolences, and Goss's fate was much worse in terms of sentencing - although the illegal activities and gray industries he was involved in were small, they were numerous, and in the end he was sentenced to 12 years, which was twice as long as Greer who was sentenced to 6 years.
On the evening of Goss's trial, the setting sun melted into gold, casting a soft glow on the wide window frames of the apartment. Rosalyn leaned against the window, watching Mrs. Susan busy at the street stall downstairs, but her mood was completely different from the past.
"Teacher, I heard from Hans that the reason Mr. Regel Hoffmann was sentenced to only six years was because a 'kind-hearted person' paid the judge and jury some money. But he didn't know who did it because so many people came to his home to express their condolences."
"Um."
"Did you do this, Sensei?"
"What do you think?" Yvette asked calmly, sitting on the sofa and looking at the text on the holographic screen without raising her head.
"I think it must be."
"Why?"
"Because you said you'd buy me the latest magic terminal, but I still haven't saved enough money." Rosalyn made a bitter face, but couldn't help but steal a glance at the teacher's expression. "Well, I'm not hinting at that, absolutely not."
Yvette raised the corners of her mouth slightly, lowered her eyes, and did not respond.
She had previously made it clear in her communication with students that her 500,000 credit points would be used to purchase the "Elemental Decay Complementation Technology", so she would not have any spare money to help the Hoffman family.
But the truth was, the welding gun had found a new client in the neighboring city of Huigang, leaving her with some extra money after buying the professional books. She used half of that money to curry favor, ultimately securing a lighter sentence from the court, reducing Reger's original sentence of at least 10 years to just six.
So where did the other half of the money go?
Well, looking at Goss, who hired a lawyer with a lot of money but was still sentenced to a heavy sentence, the answer seems clear.
There was no response from Yvette, but it seemed to be an answer. Rosalyn lowered her head contentedly and continued to look at the street view below the apartment building.
Then, she saw Brielle, wearing a meticulously crafted, perfectly tailored Black Tower Middle School uniform, suddenly appear on the side of the road with two little followers. They looked around, as if searching for someone, and after a moment of searching without success, they ran to Mrs. Susan's stall, each ordered a pancake with eggs and sausage, and then ate while walking away.
The dusk light fell on the three elite children who were walking and chatting, casting long shadows on the dirty road.
Looking at this picture, Rosalyn smiled and was about to say something to the teacher when she suddenly saw the world in front of her become illusory. The familiar room wallpaper, window frames, and the hustle and bustle downstairs were like oil paintings immersed in warm water, slowly spreading out and dissolving into blurred and colorful, water-like vortexes of color.
"It's over." Yvette, dressed in a pristine white dress, stood up and walked behind her. A brand new magic ring was tucked into her slender knuckles. Inside was professional documentation worth 500,000 credits, and the key to the manor's future energy supply.
"Well, it's over..." Rosalyn murmured, looking dazed.
…
In the evening, the two returned to the real world and rode the almost scrapped magic motorcycle all the way from the Black Water District back to the manor in the Central District.
As they passed by the ruins of the black tower building, which was covered with lush greenery but still towering, Rosalyn, sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but look up, lost in thought.
She remembered that the Hoffmans' greatest expectation for Hans and Mary was that they could be promoted from Black Tower Middle School to the corresponding university, and then work in Black Tower Medicine, get promoted, and stand out from the crowd and reach the top of Ish City.
This is the limit of the Hoffman family's imagination of a better future, and this scene is almost impossible to happen again.
She suddenly felt a little sad, and thought that if one day she could cross the abyss and return to her hometown, she would also build a tower there.
But it is not a black tower, but a white tower, a tower that is like a lighthouse that can dispel all darkness in the night.
A tower that resembles a teacher.
(End of this chapter)
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