I don't have a system but I have a hammer

Hmm... Let me think about how I sneaked into the school.

Oh, by the way, I applied for the security guard of that school first... But it seems to be full... What about the dormitory manager... Well, he is an old employee... Then... the sports equipment manager? ...Yes, I was a soldier...Okay, I will report tomorrow!

Probably the above process, okay let's continue.

Most of the time of this job is to carry water for the student canteen next to the sports building, and to clean up basketball, volleyball, and such sports equipment at night... I have to do daily maintenance if I have nothing to do!

But fortunately, the students seem to be quite busy in the fall, which gave me enough time to observe that guy's daily life!

He is a top student in the genius class, but perhaps thanks to the help of the system, he hardly needs to attend classes, so I have actually met him quite a few times!

Especially on the basketball court, but every time he is surrounded by a group of female students, so I actually have no chance to do it. As for drugging in the water, I thought about it, but it is very difficult to be honest. Who would talk to a 50-year-old What about the old man alone?

Oh...sorry...I was only on the fourth day at that time...but I can be regarded as a middle-aged uncle, and I don't have a common language...

But even so, I have a calmness that young people don't have. Patience is very important, but I know the system's preferences very well, and I can't touch the relatives and friends around this guy!

But... I can find an idiot to do this kind of thing that only an idiot can do!

So, after I searched for it for a long time, a little fat man next to that guy aroused my interest...

It’s a good deal to exchange a bottle of drink for a chance to chat. This little fat man seems to be a bad boy. His grandma doesn’t love his grandpa at home. The dual pressure of genius class and obesity also makes his personality gradually start to be autistic...

But in the subsequent negotiations with me, he seemed to have found someone to confide in, so that later, he would often bring me some food from the cafeteria. Perhaps, he felt the same feeling from me. Loneliness!

This made me have a good impression of him at once, and it seems good to hear someone call him uncle occasionally...

After more than a month, I think the time is almost ripe, so I took the first step I had planned for a long time!

That day, I was as kind as usual, randomly fiddled with the meals he sent, and seemed a little careless...

"By the way, you usually go out of school, where do you go to play?"

In fact, I already knew the answer. Internet cafes, movie theaters, werewolf killings, escape rooms, taverns... These are all places where young people like to go!

"We usually go...but you know...yes...so...by the way...you like to go there too, uncle...last time I...haha...the place...is very interesting..."

As if he had opened up a chatterbox, the little fat man chattered for a long time, but I smiled and listened to him the whole time, because a silent killer and a patient spectator are synonymous!

"The other day... when I was cleaning up, I picked up a half-off coupon for Hall K. You know, my uncle likes listening to people sing the most. Tomorrow just happens to be my birthday again, haha!"

"By the way, the monitor of your class... Didn't he win the first prize in the school's singing competition that day? Look... can you ask him to come out tomorrow night too, and then... uncle will pay for it!"

Maybe it's because I've given him enough trust during this period of getting along, so the pendulum clock in the little fat man's eyes is constantly shaking back and forth between social phobia and past friendship, but it hasn't shaken a few times. Friendship is lost to perennial social terror...

But what is embarrassing is that the sword of friendship still scratched the neck of social terror...

"I...I can help my uncle with questions!"

I smiled slightly, then took out a toy snake made of waste cans from my bag, and slowly handed it to the little fat man, seeming very satisfied with his answer...

But all of this is just for him to see, how can the shield of social phobia be worth the sword of my moral kidnapping!

"Haha, take this to play, hey... the class bell is ringing, it's time for you to go to class!"

The little fat man was taken aback, and hurriedly thanked him, and then hurriedly left the equipment room...

After he left, I started to plan for tomorrow night. I am a sports equipment manager, so it should make sense for me to carry a hammer...

Uh...gloves...masks...caps...fruit knives...no...it should be said that it was a fruit thorn...and...well, let me think about it...well, my memory is not very good when I get older, and I have forgotten many things back then, so everyone is also worried point…

Anyway, the next night, the little fat man did help me meet that guy. With such a smooth situation, I, who worships conspiracy theories, even began to wonder if he was playing a deadly system...

But it doesn't matter, because what I experienced that day... was really ups and downs!

I brought my canvas bag, and I cleaned up the sports equipment room by the way before I set off. I packed it very carefully and carefully, not for the sake of starting and ending, but before leaving...I have to erase the traces of my presence...

I know that one day in the future, you will definitely see me on the news, but I hope that day will come later... Okay, let’s get down to business!

It is true that I am a punctual person, but in order to better complete the task, I can also be a non-punctual person, so I entered the k hall half an hour earlier.

Before entering the box, I put two handfuls of fruit thorns in the bathroom. Since there are many bathrooms here, just in case, I put two toilets closest to the box!

At the same time, I also observed the nearby terrain. The bathroom on the left side of the box is undoubtedly the best crime scene, because outside the window above the urinal, it happens to be a dark and deserted alley!

I know what you are thinking, about the monitoring problem... I solved it in this way. I have visited many k-houses before this, and only this one satisfies me the most!

Because there is a box in it, which happens to be in the blind spot of the two surveillance cameras, and the only thing that can capture this box is the camera at the end of the passage, so... Do you know the laser lights that you played with when you were young?

That's right, the owner of this store seems to be not very knowledgeable... Maybe it's to save money, anyway, he didn't install a color filter protection cover for the camera...

So before I entered the box, I found a blind spot for monitoring and directly used laser lights to make it blind...

After finishing everything, I entered the box and quietly waited for the arrival of the few people...

As I expected, quite a lot of people came, most of them were little girls who came in with the target, but the little fat man who was the inviter was pitifully neglected by everyone!