Koa Jackson paused his steps again, casting a cold glance at him, "Are you the counselor?"
"Yes, I am the counselor from the New Media Institute." Alexander Miller quickly responded, thinking he had managed to persuade him.
"A counselor is not enough." Koa Jackson glanced at him and started walking again, saying, "I need to see the department head, the head of the security section, and the head of the teaching office within an hour."
"..." Alexander Miller was taken aback and felt helpless, "At this time, the leaders have indeed finished work."
"Then call the principal." Koa Jackson spoke with a hint of anger, "Principal Reven is famous for caring for students, surely he can spare this bit of time."
"Oh!" Listening to his words, Alexander Miller almost burst into tears, hastily saying, "The principal is very busy, we shouldn’t disturb him for this..."
"Not disturb?" Koa Jackson suddenly stopped again, his voice cold and hard, "For such a serious criminal case to occur in the school, if I don’t disturb him, who should I disturb? Never mind if he’s off work, even if he’s asleep, he should crawl out of bed today."
The group had already walked out of the small forest.
Koa Jackson stood beneath the warm yellow streetlamp.
Alexander Miller saw his expression clearly, hesitated for a moment, not daring to persuade him further.
Cloud Capital University is the top humanities university in the country.
Once such a matter is exposed, it will undoubtedly be a huge blemish, tarnishing the reputation of the entire school.
Mia Ginger’s identity is also—
Suddenly thinking about this, Alexander Miller dared not hesitate any longer. He quickly took out his phone and went to the side to call the department leaders.
Koa Jackson stood under the streetlamp, glancing down at Mia Ginger.
Mia Ginger’s hair was messy, with a few pine needles stuck in it. Her cheeks were swollen, with clear finger marks, her neck too, with overlapping gripping marks. At this moment, her eyes were tightly shut, eyelashes trembling slightly, the tear marks not yet faded.
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This girl is sensitive, he doesn’t dare to use much force even when holding her hand usually.
But now she’s been bullied by a few thugs .
Koa Jackson’s face was grim, he glanced sideways at the three men who were handcuffed by the security and Camden River, and lowered his gaze.
He didn’t speak for the time being.
Just held Mia Ginger a bit tighter, his muscles tensed under the shirt.
Alexander Miller made several phone calls in succession, becoming increasingly aware of the severity of the matter. When he returned, his forehead was slightly sweaty, and he spoke even more politely, "Mr. Jackson, pardon me. I oversimplified this issue. I’ll take you to the security department right away. Please wait, the school leadership will be here soon."
Koa Jackson looked down at him, his expression slightly softening, and nodded.
Alexander Miller breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly led the way.
A few security guards followed closely with the three men in tow, with Camden River and Windsor Myres on either side to prevent them from trying any tricks to escape.
The autumn in the north is cold.
At night, naturally, there are fewer students wandering on campus.
The group walked quickly, arriving at the security department soon.
Alexander Miller walked in front, instructing the guards to tidy up the duty room and invited Koa Jackson inside.
Koa Jackson bent down and placed Mia Ginger on the bed.
He sat on the edge of the bed himself.
Reaching out, he removed the suit jacket wrapped around her.
Examining her from top to bottom, carefully.
Mia Ginger was wearing a light green thin shirt, several buttons having been torn off, it hung on her shoulders like rags, with a black tank top underneath, wrinkled and stained with dirt,