The next day, University of Piltover, Hextech Institute.

When Caitlin came here yesterday, she was still so high-spirited and high-spirited. Just like the protagonist in a passionate story, she was firmly pursuing her dream.

But when she returned to her old place today, all that was left on her face was haggard and tired.

Because Caitlin tried it, tried it the way a law enforcement officer would.

Including her mother, she has visited six top members of the Piltover Parliament.

But those MPs who usually speak out about law and silence about justice in front of people, eager for all the citizens to come and listen to their speeches, are each and every one of them quieter than the Busan Library.

Either they kept silent, or they smiled perfunctorily, or they politely said they had business to see off the guests as soon as they met, or they simply received the news in advance and did not even let Caitlin in through the gate of the family manor.

Caitlin finally understood how weak her energy as a little law enforcement officer was after losing the support of her family.

And her last hope is only:

The founder of Piltover, the president of Piltover University, the great inventor, the yordle, the highest member of the Parliament, and Professor Heimerdinger.

He is an extraordinary immortal, a magical creature from the spiritual realm, and material wealth has no meaning to him.

Therefore, all the gangsters in Piltover have nothing to do with this yordle. The vast network of interests hidden under Piltover has absolutely nothing to do with him.

Therefore, Heimerdinger is the one most promising to stand up and uphold justice for the people of the Twin Cities.

However...

"Professor Heimerdinger, can I come in?" When Caitlin knocked on Heimerdinger's office door, the reply she got was:

"Ah... who are you?" A slightly nervous voice came from the room.

"Caitlin Gilaman." Caitlin answered.

"Caitlin...well, I'm not here...ahem, no...Professor Heimerdinger is out. I'm just his teaching assistant."

Caitlin: "..."

"Professor, I recognize your voice... We have met many times, don't you remember?"

She sighed helplessly and pushed the door rudely.

And as soon as the door opened, she saw a small yordle, trying hard to tiptoe, holding on to the window sill and looking out.

Because his head was so big, his head even got stuck in the window.

"Professor..." Caitlin sighed in disappointment: "Are you even going to avoid me? I thought you would be different."

Heimerdinger paused when he heard this. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally turned around with an embarrassed expression.

He looks like an old man with white eyebrows and white beard, but the yordle's natural short stature, pointed ears, cat nose, and big, clean and clear eyes all make him look as cute as a kitten.

Looking at such a pair of eyes, Caitlin suddenly felt a little guilty.

Perhaps her mother had only taught her those bright and beautiful stories in the past, and never told her those dark and cruel truths, because she didn't want to pollute her still pure eyes with these dirty and dirty things prematurely?

"I'm sorry, Professor."

"It's me who has caused you trouble."

Heimerdinger only wanted to study science, not human relations or exchanges of interests.

It was really hard for Caitlin to throw such a big trouble in front of him.

"But Professor Heimerdinger, apart from you, I really have no other choice now."

In an almost pleading tone, Caitlin took out the documents she had prepared:

"Professor, please take a look."

"Alas..." Heimerdinger sighed deeply.

He kicked his short legs and sat back in front of his desk, with a solemn expression. Only when he sat upright did he finally look like an elder.

"I won't read the material. I know why you are here, little Caitlin."

"Those who informed me that you might come back also told me everything about Marcos and the Iron Fist Gang."

"Then?" Caitlin still had the last glimmer of expectation.

In her impression, Heimerdinger was a pure and kind-hearted man. And he was indeed like that.

When a good person sees this dirty scene, shouldn't he find a way to eradicate it?

But Heimerdinger's answer was: "I'm sorry, little Caitlin."

He lowered his head in shame, not daring to look at her: "I will not sign this investigation order."

"Professor!" Caitlin still wanted to fight for it.

"It doesn't make sense." Heimerdinger sighed and interrupted her: "You know? It doesn't make sense."

"Why is there no point!" Caitlin said angrily.

Heimerdinger asked: "Why did you come to me to sign the investigation order? Is my signature any different from other people's signatures?"

"Of course it's different - you're a member of Parliament!"

"Is it really different if I am a councilor?" Heimerdinger calmly recalled: "We yordles don't like politics, but after all, I have been the highest councilor in Piltover for 300 years, and I have communicated with every ruling Piltover.

We have dealt with all the big families in the city."

"In the past 300 years, I have understood at least one thing -"

"It's not the title that gives people power, it's the person who gives the title meaning."

He paused slightly, then looked at Caitlin helplessly: "Yes, I am a congressman. As long as I sign my name on this piece of paper, I can make this investigation order a formal document with legal effect."

"But even with this investigation order, the order must be implemented by someone."

"Little Caitlin, who else do you think will come to help you execute this investigation order now?"

Caitlin felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar and was speechless for a moment.

Yes, even if the investigation order is approved, in theory it must be executed by law enforcement officers.

But now the members of Congress have collectively stated that Marcos, the leader of Piltover law enforcement officers, is still a rogue police officer... Even if there is an investigation order, which law enforcement officer would dare to investigate him?

This investigation order is completely meaningless.

It's just that Caitlin still stupidly persists in her dream of being a law enforcement officer and insists on her ridiculous legal procedures.

"No...it's not meaningless!"

Caitlin quietly clenched her fists.

Even though she had hit the wall so far, her blood still hadn't cooled down yet.

She still wants to fight, even if she is alone: ​​"Heimerdinger, please sign this investigation order!"

"I don't believe that with so many law enforcement officers in Piltover, there can't be a few righteous people with principles and backbone. Even if they are unwilling to stand up and help me, I will continue to investigate alone!

"

"Because I am...the lawman of Piltover!"

Caitlin's blood was burning, and the air around her suddenly became heated.

Then...

Heimerdinger poured a basin of cold water on her: "Caitlin, I won't sign."

"It's useless even if you sign it."

"How would you know it's useless if you don't give it a try?" Caitlin asked excitedly: "Professor Heimerdinger, just believe me once..."

"I tried," Heimerdinger said suddenly.

"Why?"

"I said, I tried." Heimerdinger emphasized.

Then, he suddenly asked: "Caitlin, do you think your mother is a good person?"

Caitlin hesitated for a while.

If it were before yesterday, she would have said yes without hesitation.

But last night, when her mother revealed her true side as a big businessman...that indifferent tone of treating people as tools, parts, or even commodities, and measuring everything by profit, made Caitlin feel extremely strange.

Is her mother really a good person?

"I don't know now, but she must have been before."

Heimerdinger looked at Caitlin with emotion, as if he wanted to see the shadow of her mother in her youthful face:

"I was also in this office about 20 years ago."

"At that time, your mother was about the same age as you are now. She was still a child. Like you, she came to me with a stack of investigation materials and made similar requests to me."

"I didn't agree at the time—"

"Because, neither you nor your mother... in Piltover's not-so-long 300-year history, you are not the first person to think so and dare to do so."

"What you want to try has already been tried by someone."

Heimerdinger couldn't help but have a look of emotion on his face that only immortals could understand:
Chapter completed!