198 Many Unsettling Reasons (2/2)

I tell Christina as the elevator ascends a couple of level. There are only four levels in the building. The top floor is reserved for students whose parents pay a much higher tuition fee.

”Really, dad?”

Christina questions.

”Yes. Just raise your hand in class and speak whatever on your mind, but it should be related to what you are learning since anything else.”

I assure her and continue to explain to her about some more major differences between the education system in the United States in comparison to Japan. Things such as faking attendance through friends or proxy, which is allowed somewhat in Japan, but not here in the United States.

Korea education system is also different from the United States, and I mean South Korea. North Korea is basically a no-man land, but there are some Hydra agents living there. It isn't really by their choice, but someone has to in order to keep an eye on the oppressive regime.

But honestly, those agents spend most of their time actually breaking people out of the country. They also request when they can go on a mass-murdering rampage in the country as well as causing wide-spread rebellion.

I am not sure why the higher ups haven't given them the go ahead yet, but it probably because there is nothing of value North Korea asides from the people. It could also be because it is not time to topple the regime yet.

Whichever the case, I don't need to step in and overwrite any mission. There is no need to do that, as the people in Hydra know what they are doing. Everything is a step towards the goal.

I also explain the school facilities to Christina once we left the elevator and continue walking towards her classroom.

Since it is somewhat of a private school, there are a lot of facilities available for the students, but most of the facilities are designed to milk as much money out of the parents as possible.

Schools are really just a business just like prisons, and I suppose George has to make money somehow, jut so his wife can burn it away.

Speaking of her again, I have a check through the spy drone again. She is still tanning, but there is now someone with her. A pool boy. Not really a boy, but a man.

The guy is enjoying the view, and Mrs. Collins also enjoys the attention. Just like her so-called husband, she is also fucking around. Feels like they are made for each other.

And I feel sorry for Becky having to grow up in such a household. It is not really her fault, as it is never the child's fault on how they turn out as a person.

In any case, I shouldn't really worry about the Collins, as it really has nothing to do with me. There are plenty of family like them scatter throughout the country and across the world.

Xi Shi can attest to it, as her biological parents had tried to kill her. Her relatives too.

”Hello, Mr. Burton, my name is Maximilien Maxwell. This is my daughter, Christina. She will be starting school from today onward. The principle might have given you a call about that.”

I greet and inform the teacher. He is a middle-age man, in his forties. Almost in his fifties.

”Ah yes, the principle did say something about that just now. Please. Come in and have a seat, Tina.”

The man responses happily. He is being paid a bit extra to be extra nice, but I pull up his profile to have a look just in case. It is also because I couldn't help but feel an unsettling feeling once more.

What is going on?

I immediately analyze each and every event in his history, finding several bizarre key moments. What stands out the most is that the man is a brilliant English professor, so why would he be teaching a class in this school to a bunch of kids.

It is obviously isn't because of the salary. What he is earning working here is just not comparable to a full-time teaching job at a university. A college even.

Mr. Burton definitely has enough qualification to apply for one, so it makes no sense for him to come and work here, a place that quite a drive from his home.

Christina takes a seat in the front as directed by Mr. Burton. She is sitting next to a girl, who smiles at her and greets her, exchanging names.

The girl also shares her workbook with Christina, who hasn't been given one yet. She will be given one by the end of the day by her teacher, so I don't need to clone one. It also more natural if I don't.

I also take the time to look around the classroom, analyzing each of the children because this is getting a bit bizarre.

Shield doesn't have much on the children, but she has plenty on their parents. Several of those parents are abusive. One is sexually abusive, which forces me to raise a brow.

While it isn't really my problem, but it is hard to ignore that. I just hate people who are abusive to kids, especially when my stepmother is abusive towards me.

”I will you to it then, Mr. Burton. Please take care of my daughter. She has been through quite a bit in the past years, so she might be a little shy.”

I ask of the teacher and talk to him a bit more before heading out with Antigone, right after waiving a goodbye to Christina. She waves back at me with a bright smile.

Once I am in the hallway again, I pull up all the profile of the abusive parents. I exhale as I realize that it would be a problem to have them all killed in an unfortunate accident. It will be quite suspicious to be honest.

There is actually a better way than kill them. I could infest them with micromachines and make damn sure they are good parents, but that infringe on the freewill. I cannot compromise my principle to help those children.

”Selene. Have Mr. Welsh die in a car accident. Readjust his insurance policy so that his wife and child receive everything upon his untimely death.”

I order. His wife and child are better without the man, considering he is sexually abusive to them both, but only one of them is aware. The wife, who is too afraid to leave the man or even tell anyone.

As for the rest of the parents, who didn't warrant a one way to hell, I will have Child Protective Services doing investigation around the neighborhood. To stop suspicions, they will be talking to every parent in every household.

Lots of people are going to jail.

Once the parents are deal with, I pull up the profiles of all the teachers in the school, examining each one of them, and realizing most of their motive for working here is illogical. Very illogical.

They don't appear to be coerced either. It is as if they are brainwashed.

”You are still here, Mr. Maxwell?”

George Collins startles me. He is walking towards me with another teacher. A woman in her late 20s, but from her profile, she is also his sex slave. Almost all the young teachers in the school are.

”Yes, unfortunately, Mr. Collins. As much as I want to leave, there are a lot of things that stops me.”

I response with a faint smile. It is more and more apparent that all the adults are being mind-controlled in this school. Everyone except for the principle himself.

”Oh. What is stopping you, Mr. Maxwell?”

George questions as I feel that unsettling feeling again. It is much stronger than before, and I just come to a realization that whatever it is, it is trying to mind-control me.

It is a bit exciting since this is the first time someone trying to mind-control me. Incredible.

And I have half a mind to let him just to learn how he is doing it. It isn't technological or magical from the look of it. It must be biological then or maybe supernatural.

I hope it isn't supernatural since I can't deal with spirits at the moment. I would have to get help from Zeus if that is the case, and I don't want to deal with Zeus at the moment. Seriously.

”You apparently, Mr. Collins. No. You are not Mr. Collins since I know Mr. Collins.”

I point out since I never felt such an unsettling feeling when I first met Mr. Collins. It was after I helped find my mother than the other four girls in the underground complex I had handcrafted.

George blinks.

”I don't know what you are talking about, Mr. Maxwell, but you seem to be unwell. Maybe you should see a doctor? Please take Mr. Maxwell to the infirmary.”

And I find myself in the infirmary, utterly confused.