115: Chapter 115 Signing on Behalf Does Not Equal Delivery

[Name Retrieval Initiated]

[Target: Retrieve the erased "Ye-surname Signatory"]

The grey fire in the containment box shrank to a point, like a spark that was about to go out but was still scorching.

Three days.

Retrieve the name.

Otherwise, all boundary records might be deemed temporary ownerless records, and by default, be taken over by the last writer, Lin Jin.

Chen Ye's face turned green after hearing this.

"It really goes around in circles just to bite Lin Jin again."

Zhou Heng said coldly:

"Because Lin Jin writes the most."

"So the White Tower wants to turn writing into signing debt."

Shen Tingxue looked at the fourth line of the un-enrolled list.

[Ye——]

Only half a surname remained.

The name had been erased cleaner than the previous lines.

Luo Wensheng explained it clearly.

This person had signed too many things that weren't his.

That's why the White Tower erased his name the most ruthlessly.

Because as long as he had no name, all "sign-offs" could be taken by the White Tower to find a new signatory.

Lin Jin stared at that half of the character "Ye".

"We can't dig it out of the White Tower's records by force."

"It will just keep erasing it."

Qin Shanhe nodded.

"Check the reality chain."

Chen Ye was stunned.

"Reality chain?"

Qin Shanhe raised his hand to pull up the old building plans of the academy.

"Twenty years ago, admission notices still retained paper receipts."

"Especially for students with special professional inclinations, notices, receptions, test qualifications, and fee waivers all had to be archived in the academy's mailroom."

Gu Changye reacted immediately.

"The signatory might be able to erase the White Tower's archives, but they might not be able to erase the paper receipts."

Inspector Han Su's projection also spoke up:

"The Department of Education sealed the project archives."

"The low-level logistics archives in the academy's mailroom might not have all been taken away."

Chen Ye's eyes lit up.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

The Medical Instructor immediately pressed down on his stretcher.

"You stay put."

Chen Ye: "..."

He lay back down, feeling aggrieved.

Lin Jin looked at Qin Shanhe.

"Is the old mailroom still there?"

Qin Shanhe was silent for a moment.

"Yes."

"But it's been sealed for many years."

"Not because it's dangerous."

"It's because no one uses it anymore."

Zhou Heng sneered.

"In this academy, anything that has been 'sealed for many years' is basically abnormal."

Qin Shanhe glanced at him.

"You're right this time."

The old mailroom was in the northwest corner of the academy.

Unlike the grand main teaching building, it was a low, grey-brick building.

A peeling sign hung at the entrance.

[Jiangcheng First Combat Academy Signing Room]

Below it was an old slogan:

[Please verify personal information when signing; please note the relationship for proxy collection.]

Chen Ye was pushed to the door on the medical stretcher. Seeing this line of text, he couldn't help but mutter:

"This slogan is much more normal than the White Tower."

Lin Jin looked at the slogan, but his expression did not relax.

Once normal rules are polluted, they are often more dangerous.

Because they use a normal shell to make people lower their guard.

Qin Shanhe used his Dean's authority to open the door.

With a creak.

Dust rushed out.

There were no lights in the Signing Room, only rows of iron cabinets with yellowed labels on the doors.

[Admission Notices]

[Returned Mail]

[Proxy Collection Receipts]

[Fee Waiver Materials]

[Undelivered Items]

In the deepest part, there was a separate wooden cabinet.

Red paper was pasted on the cabinet door.

[Special Professional Inclination Reception Receipts]

As soon as Lin Jin stepped inside, a circle of faint white text lit up on the floor.

[Signing Room Rules]

[1. Signature required for picking up items.]

[2. Responsible for delivery when collecting on behalf of others.]

[3. Signed items are considered delivered.]

[4. Delivered items cannot be returned.]

[5. Unnamed items are the responsibility of the current recipient.]

After reading, Chen Ye immediately cursed:

"The fifth rule is clearly a trap."

Zhou Heng said coldly:

"The third one is too."

Shen Tingxue looked at Lin Jin.

"'Signed items are considered delivered.'"

"This is the root of how the White Tower turned proxy signing into a liability."

Lin Jin nodded.

"Don't touch the cabinet yet."

He picked up a piece of chalk and wrote on the Signing Room floor:

[Signing Room Boundary]

[Signing indicates that an item has been contacted or collected by someone, it does not equal final delivery to the person.]

[Proxy collection indicates temporary receipt, it does not equal assuming responsibility for the contents of the item.]

[Delivery requires confirmation by the target person themselves or their legal guardian or authorized representative.]

[Admission notices, project documents, and test qualifications for minors may not be signed for as final delivery by unauthorized peers.]

[Signed does not equal agreed.]

After he finished writing, the dust in the Signing Room seemed to be blown by the wind.

The line [Signed items are considered delivered] flickered but did not disappear.

The White Tower seemed to have left a deeper, old format in the Signing Room.

Qin Shanhe raised his hand.

"Academy confirmation."

"The Signing Room rules from twenty years ago were only used for logistics registration, not for project liability transfer."

Gu Changye followed up.

"Processing Bureau records: If special professional inclination notices involve contact with rule copies, the person's intent must be verified a second time."

Inspector Han Su also said:

"Education Bureau Inspection Seat confirmation: Signing receipts cannot replace project consent forms."

With the three-party confirmation in place, the third rule finally faded.

[Signed items are considered delivered] changed to:

[Signed items require verification of delivery status]

Chen Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's more like it."

Lin Jin walked toward the wooden cabinet in the deepest part.

The wooden cabinet had no lock.

But there was a signature line on the cabinet door.

[Applicant for review: _______]

Just as Lin Jin was about to raise his hand, Zhou Heng stopped him directly.

"You cannot sign."

Chen Ye also immediately propped himself up.

"Don't let Lin Jin sign!"

Shen Tingxue looked at the signature line.

"A single signature will be seized by it as a liability takeover."

Lin Jin nodded.

"Then we won't sign."

White text immediately appeared.

[Not signed, review not permitted]

Lin Jin took the chalk and wrote below the signature line:

[Review application initiated jointly by the Academy, Processing Bureau, Education Bureau Inspection Seat, and the squad.]

[Applying for review does not equal accepting responsibility for the archives.]

[Reviewers only obtain viewing permissions, they do not take over historical signing responsibilities.]

The seals of Qin Shanhe, Gu Changye, and Inspector Han Su fell first.

Then four school badges lit up simultaneously.

It was not just one person's signature, Lin Jin's.

It was a joint review record.

The cabinet door made a dull sound and slowly opened.

There were no neat archives inside.

Only stacks of receipts that were thin and brittle.

A label on the very top read:

[Qinghuai Town Preparatory Student Notices]

Chen Ye whispered:

"Three students from the same village?"

Lin Jin nodded.

He didn't take the paper directly, but instead had Qin Shanhe use the academy's authority to project the receipts.

The first one.

[Recipient: Su Yan]

[Notice Type: Jiangcheng First Combat Academy Special Professional Inclination Entrance Test]

[Status: Proxy Collected]

[Proxy Collector: Ye——]

The second one.

[Recipient: He Zhibai]

[Notice Type: Fee Waiver Test]

[Status: Proxy Collected]

[Proxy Collector: Ye——]

The third one.

[Recipient: Luo Wensheng]

[Notice Type: Work-Study Archive Organization Test]

[Status: Proxy Collected]

[Proxy Collector: Ye——]

Everything after the "Ye" on the three receipts had been erased by white ink.

Not just the name.

Even the indentations of the handwriting had been smoothed out.

The White Tower really didn't want them to find this person.

Lin Jin stared at the three receipts.

"Look at the delivery column."

Qin Shanhe magnified the bottom of the receipts.

The delivery columns of all three receipts were blank.

[Personal Confirmation: None]

[Guardian Confirmation: None]

[Secondary Delivery: None]

Chen Ye's expression grew uglier and uglier.

"So he just helped collect the notices?"

"They never reached the people themselves?"

Shen Tingxue said coldly:

"At least there is no proof of delivery in the archives."

Zhou Heng added:

"But the White Tower wrote 'Proxy Collected' as 'Delivered'."

Lin Jin wrote beside the three receipts:

[The three notices for Su Yan, He Zhibai, and Luo Wensheng only have proxy collection records, there are no personal delivery records.]

[The Ye-surname signatory who collected on behalf should not bear responsibility for the contents of the notices.]

[The three individuals must not be recorded as having known, participated voluntarily, or waived their rights actively.]

A sound of flipping paper suddenly rang out in the depths of the Signing Room.

An old drawer popped open by itself.

Inside was a small black notebook.

The cover read:

[Signatory's Personal Record Book]

Chen Ye was stunned.

"Personal record book?"

Inspector Han Su explained:

"Some signatory professionals keep personal record books to prove what they have handed over."

The White Shield Sample projected from behind the isolation chamber, the silver light on its chest glowing slightly.

"Professional habit of a signatory."

"Before signing other people's receipts, they leave their original name in their own book."

Lin Jin did not touch it.

He looked at Shen Tingxue.

Shen Tingxue nodded, and the Ice Line gently flipped open the black notebook.

The first page.

The handwriting was crooked.

But very earnest.

[Qinghuai Town, Ye Guizhou.]

[Professional Inclination: E-grade Signatory.]

Chen Ye looked up abruptly.

"Ye Guizhou!"

On the fourth line of the list, the [Ye——] that had been sealed by white light suddenly vibrated violently.

The grey fire in the containment box also erupted along with it.

[Name Retrieval Successful]

[Original Scapegoat Signatory Name: Ye Guizhou]

[Status: Suspected to be received by the White Tower First Floor]

[Function: Signing Room Proxy Source]

Lin Jin had just relaxed for a moment, but the second page of the black notebook flipped open automatically.

It was not the writing from twenty years ago.

Instead, it was a new line of text that had just been written.

[Latest Pending Item for Signature]

[Recipient: Rule Maintenance Special Class]

[Item: White Tower Second Floor Entrance Notice]

[Proxy Signatory: Ye Guizhou]

[Status: Pending Confirmation]

In the Signing Room, all the receipts flipped frantically at the same time.

From the depths of the wooden cabinet came the terrified voice of a young boy.

"Don't make me sign."

"If I sign, they will say—"

"You have already received the notice for the second floor."