A generation of masters starts from DC

Chapter 46 The First Appearance of the Owl Court

Walking out of the alleyway, the Chinese youth brought Sen Guang to his house.

Walking through the entrance, the Chinese youth took off his jacket covered in mud and threw it on the ground in front of the washing machine. He wanted to turn on the light, but was stopped by Sen Guang.

"My house is a bit dirty, should I turn on the light?"

"No need. Some things are only suitable to be said in the dark." Moriguang stopped him, making sure that there were no cameras here, "Tell me how you messed with someone."

"Yes."

In the eyes of Chinese youths, Senguang has become an undeniable master.

He stood cautiously three meters away from where Moriko was sitting, and said, "I'm a student at the University of Rochester."

Moriguang nodded, the University of Rochester is one of the Ivy League, the world's top private research university.

People who can go to this kind of school are not too weak.

The Chinese youth continued: "My English name is Donald, and my Chinese name is Li Zhou."

Although there are only two Chinese characters, he speaks very fluently, and he is very unskilled. "I am very grateful to you. If it weren't for you, I would have died there today. What happened today is all because I met them killing people a few days ago, and they found me a few days later. And I will meet This kind of thing should have something to do with my school's affairs."

"Do you know about fraternities?"

Moriguang frowned. Of course, in Donald's eyes, his face was still shrouded in phantom.

Still an inscrutable and cold image.

The fraternity is a unique tradition in American colleges and universities. Needless to say, the origin is that the current fraternity is similar to a small group among students.

A group of upperclassmen organizes a fraternity at school and maintains the dignity of the organization through ceremonial, cumbersome methods of membership.

There are many types of fraternities, and many American college students regard joining a fraternity as the first step to contact practitioners in this profession.

It can be said that the fraternity is a social organization with extremely far-reaching influence.

Donald smiled wryly: "After applying to join the fraternity, I have to complete the tasks they assigned me in the next semester. They call this a humiliation to increase the ability to withstand stress. Old members have the right to order me, a new member, to do more. Not to mention that Chinese-Americans will definitely be discriminated against if they join the fraternities organized by white elites. Before I joined, I knew that Chinese-Americans would definitely be discriminated against. It is said that even if we survived a semester, the joining ceremony would humiliate us beyond measure.”

"The Chinese who joined need to take off their upper body clothes, tie a package full of glass slag on their backs, and kneel on the glass, which represents a ceremony to purify the blood of Chinese Americans."

"But I didn't expect that I couldn't even survive the test of the first semester."

Donald's lips trembled with anger, "I am a love rival with an old member of their fraternity, competing for the same girl. This old member usually makes things difficult for me, but I can't help it."

"I came to the United States when I was eight years old and received education here since I was a child."

"I don't speak Chinese. When Chinese people see me, they wonder why I can't speak Chinese. When Americans see me, they think that I am not a lighthouse native of the lighthouse country, but a yellow man with a Chinese face."

"If I can't join that fraternity, no one will lead me into the industry in the future. If there is no one who leads the way, the future will be difficult. In order not to worry and disappoint my parents, I endured the difficulties of that white student, but he was too much this time. Too much."

"Five days ago, he told me to walk to a designated street location on the East Side in the middle of the night," Donald said.

"I thought that he just wanted to tease me, and didn't think too much, so he had to accept the order of this fraternity."

"To join them."

"But I was there, and I saw those people you saw just now, Boss. Those people killed someone. At that time, they pulled a corpse out of the trash can and buried the body under the cypress tree."

"I didn't hold back at the time, and I was so scared that I made a sound, but they found out."

Donald said: "But I am usually in school, and I often participate in the ice hockey club and the long-distance running club, and my long-distance running ability is not bad."

"I ran away and quickly left them behind. At that time, I gasped for the rest of my life and laughed. I thought I had escaped, but I didn't expect that they would find me five days later. .”

Speaking of this, Donald's face was pale, and his eyes were filled with anger. "I guess the old frat guy who told me to go out in the middle of the night would give them my message."

"So I didn't dare to go to school, and I didn't dare to go home. I fled to an area far away from the school. After I took a few buses, I got off the bus and walked for more than ten kilometers. Then I was in a small bus. Get on the train at the station and run to the East District.”

"These days I was just wandering around Internet cafes and bars. I didn't expect that they would find me again."

Morikou has been observing his character.

"So you think that the old member of the fraternity who ordered you to go to the designated place in the middle of the night deliberately let you bump into someone who killed someone and buried him?"

"Yes," Donald said, "it's not going to be that coincidental."

"That's weird." Moriguang frowned, "As far as I know, the Gotham police can't find a person who deliberately disappeared within five days."

"They'll find you within five days, the energy is terrifying."

"At least the traffic monitoring system needs to be able to be called upon."

"You may not understand. To put it another way, this kind of energy is not something that ordinary gangsters and police can possess. In theory, only us and a few other forces in Gotham City can do it."

We refer to the Wayne family.

When Donald heard this, he said, he really is an expert.

The image of Senguang was like an abyss like an ocean in his eyes, and the strange killing scene in the alley was played back in his mind over and over again, terrifying but spectacular.

"Take me to where their bodies are buried."

…………

At the burial site, Moriguang ordered Donald to dig up the body.

Poor college student from a prestigious private school, where has he ever done physical work in his life? After tossing about for twenty minutes, Moriguang finally became impatient.

"You get out of the way!"

"Boss, I... I'm just tired, I'll dig, give me another half an hour..."

bang~
Senguang pushed out with his left palm, and broke the ground with one palm, and a deep pit appeared on the dirt.

The deep pit holds rotting corpses.

The corpse had completely lost its specific appearance due to the giant view, and the remaining human features made the corpse a bit scary.

Donald screamed.

Sen Guang shook his head, this guy's psychological quality needs to be improved.

He jumped down and inspected the body. "The degree of decomposition of the corpse exceeded the five days of death. Even taking into account the parasites, fungi, and earthworms in the soil, the degree of decomposition should be at least ten days. Huh?"

There were marks of a knife wound on the chest of the corpse, which was a knife wound by a Tai sword.

A name jumped out of Moriguang's mind, the Shadow Warrior Alliance!
"The wound is most likely caused by a Taidao. Did those people you saw five days ago carry a Taidao?"

Donald was eager to express: "No, I just saw them drag this corpse out of the garbage dump."

"So, in fact, you can't be sure that this corpse was killed by them."

"Yes, it is."

Sen Guang nodded, "Looking at the traces of the wound, it was done by an expert. The group of people I met just now didn't have this ability. They didn't kill the person. The time of death of this corpse should be ten days ago."

"The scene you saw five days ago should not be killing people, but they were helping people bury the corpse."

"I'm a little curious now, who would go to so much trouble to dispose of a corpse, and what is the identity of the person who was killed, it is worth the energy of others."

Donald was a little stunned. In his eyes, he always thought that he was trying to silence someone because he broke through and killed someone.

But who knows, the boss said that they were not killing people at all, but burying the corpses.

The meticulous thinking made Donald feel that his IQ had been crushed.

Moriguang walked around the corpse, which didn't look like there was anything of value except a pile of rotting flesh and stinking maggots.

After thinking for a while, Moriguang imitated the clown's thinking with a level 10 heart sword.

He suddenly asked Donald. "Do you know what the father of the white student who cheated on you is doing?"

Donald doesn't understand why this is asked, but out of trust, he tells Morihikari. "I know. His family is relatively rich, so he can go to the University of Rochester."

"His father was the district manager of the Vecico Corporation, and he..."

When Senguang heard this, he called Barbara directly, and Barbara seemed to be sleeping on the other end of the phone.

She said angrily, "Boy, where have you been? Staying up late is a woman's greatest natural enemy. What are you going to do?"

"Look up someone for me. I want to know all the shareholders of Vecico Corporation."

"What? Boy, why are you lowering your voice? Your original Zhengtai tone is quite nice. Hey, what are you coughing for? Are you sick? You caught a cold. Where are you? I left and came to pick you up."

On the other end, Moriguang glanced at Donald. Fortunately, Donald couldn't hear the content of the phone, otherwise his image of a ruthless and superior man would collapse.

Barbara began to investigate Vechiko's company information.

Five minutes later, her strange voice came on the phone. "The composition of the shareholders of this company is very complicated. It is strange that it is obviously just an ordinary high-tech environmental protection enterprise. Why should the shares be diluted to such an extent."

"What do you mean?" Mori Guang still lowered his voice.

"You see, 49 percent of this company is owned by Pioneer Technology, but 49 percent of Pioneer Technology's shares are held by an investment bank in South Africa, and 80 percent of this investment bank's shares are held by It is held by a Hong Kong securities company, so forget it. But 20.00% of the shares of this Hong Kong securities company are held by an Augustus Liquor Company in Gotham City, and the rest of the shares are all held by retail investors."

After listening to this, Moriguang thought for a while, and the clown's thinking was always the simplest and most direct. "So the Vecchio company ended up in the hands of the Augustus company?"

"Yes."

What is the origin of the Augustus Wine Company?
Moriguang frowned, could this company be the minion of the Court of Owls?
"Barbara investigate this company, what is the illegal business situation!"

Five minutes later, Barbara said angrily on the phone: "This company is not listed at all, and their legal person only holds this company. I didn't find any particularly strange records of this company, but there were several lawsuits. It's all a lawsuit against workers."

"One employee sued the company. He worked overtime up to eight hours a day, but the company did not pay overtime."

"Together is..."

These are ordinary civil disputes.

Sen Guang became puzzled, did he guess wrong? "What is the last name of the legal person?"

Barbara replied, a very common surname, definitely not an ancient family in Gotham City.

The Court of Owls is an enlarged version of the classic fraternity. Its members only play with Gotham City's local traditional giants.

Rochester's students are unlikely to directly join the owl, so Donald's rival's father should be a member of the peripheral organization of the owl court, and the Vicco Environmental Co., Ltd. should be related to the company under the owl court.

However, the Augustus Liquor Company seemed to have nothing to do with the Court of Owls.

After he knew what the owl court was, he determined which companies belonged to the owls by targeting the ancient family businesses, but it was absolutely impossible to fully understand the companies under the owls.

Even Moriguang felt that he might have misjudged.

Mystery is one of the trump cards of the Court of Owls, and now, I am exposing his trump card.

(End of this chapter)