239 A Scholar’s Execution Ground 5yr

Translator: Nyoi_Bo_StudioEditor: Nyoi_Bo_Studio

Half an hour later, it was the school board’s internal meeting. Only Ingmar and the old man who had hurried over were in the conference room.
The old lawyer, who had served many families, sat behind the table with his fingers clasped. He quietly gazed at the panicking Ingmar with a cold and serious expression.
"Mr. Ingmar," he said in a low voice. "I shall represent the school board and once again perform interrogation regarding the interpretation results of the Voynich Manuscript. Is Abraham’s plagiarism report valid or not?"
Ingmar seemed not to hear him. He stared at the table and muttered something, his spirits entirely shaken. "Impossible…how could it pass…I clearly…that Abraham…"
"Ingmar!" The old lawyer suddenly slammed the table. The loud sound caused Ingmar’s shoulder to shake as he slowly looked up. "Do not avoid the question and face the school board’s interrogation! Did you plagiarize Abraham’s results or not?!"
Seeing his furious face, Ingmar seemed to see the shocked