Earth Exam [Unlimited]

Are you going to class 703 to see it?

"Yes." Jane nodded quietly, "The clues are so obvious."

They are now at the left end of the stairs on the third floor. There are two classes in the distance from the corridor to the stairs. The students who just appeared are now sitting in the class obediently, looking like they are studying by themselves last night.

——Including the teacher who became a student.

When they passed by the window, the eyes of the classroom stared at each other until they got out of sight.

It felt terrible, as if we were not alive in their eyes.

Jane quietly glanced at the wound on her arm, the wound had healed, and there was no trace of it: "It's possible."

Diao Batian let out a terrified scream.

Jian Qiao didn't answer Diao Batian's words, but turned around and climbed up the stairs. The handrails on the stairs of the teaching building were already a little rotten, and the walls of the corridor were peeled off in large chunks. long.

In the stairwell from the fifth floor to the sixth floor, there is a huge bulletin board on the wall, on which the outstanding students in each class of five different grades are posted.

Jian quietly stopped in front of the bulletin board, and he saw two familiar names—Ding Meng and Yuan Peng.

Excellent student representative of Class 703.

Master of the second and final review.

It's really strange... just wrote the review, and the students who made mistakes can immediately become outstanding student representatives.

There was only one day between the time of inscription on the review and the time on the bulletin board.

"We entered this examination room, except for Mingde Building, we have never entered a real teaching building." Jane said abruptly, "This is the first time."

Everything in this school is full of weird and absurd sense of disobedience.

The lights in the stairwell flickered, and for a split second several photos on the colorful bulletin board turned black and white for a brief moment.

These short black and white photos include Zhao Xian, the last outstanding student representative of Class 703.

"Look there." Jian Qiao suddenly raised her finger and pointed to a photo on the upper right corner of the bulletin board, "Do you think it looks like a person?"

It was a boy with a handsome face and a pair of small canine teeth when he smiled.

They had obviously never seen this person before, but they felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Sewell."

in unison.

Two people with completely different appearances have exactly the same expression when they laugh.

The seventh floor was empty, without a single student, and the door of the classroom was ajar. When you walked in, you just wiped it on the table, and it was just a layer of dust.

Ding Meng, Yuan Peng, Gan Ning, Qin Zhuang, Xiong Wen.

The owners of the five review papers are all students of 703.

There was a knock at the door.

It was the girl who greeted them first in this building. She had a bloodstain on her face and her hair was a little messy. She was wearing a student's school uniform with a nameplate with red letters on a silver background pinned to her chest.

"It looks like the incident happened in this classroom on the seventh floor." The girl put one hand in her pocket, "Do you want to exchange clues?"

"Where did it happen?"

"Yes." The girl nodded, "The murder in the seventh grade."

"The clues are not repeated." Jian Qiao took out a stack of self-criticism books from her pocket, and handed them in her direction, "My side should be the list."

The two decided to do it quickly, and the girl boldly took out a folded newspaper, the size of a knuckle, "The report was cut."

Jane took it quietly, and after opening it, she found that this piece of paper happened to be the cut part of the old newspaper in the drawer.

[On X, X, XX, six students in the seventh grade of XX School had a conflict.Among them, due to personal reasons, a classmate named Zhao hid in the laboratory on the tenth floor after school. Unfortunately, a fire broke out. The fire brigade rushed out to put out the fire, but no serious damage was caused to the school. Strengthen student safety education to prevent similar situations from happening. ] "Fire in the laboratory?" The time and school in the newspaper are blurred, and this report seems to remind the viewers to focus on the incident itself.

Under normal circumstances, the school's laboratory will not catch fire, because the key to the laboratory will not be open to the students at all, plus those five self-examination papers with strange words.

There was a conflict... the language is vague, and the style of writing is spring and autumn, which makes people quickly think of a word that is not uncommon-school violence.

The girl standing at the door had already finished flipping through the pile of self-criticism in her hand: "Look for clues separately?"

The implication is to cooperate.

The layout of the desks is horizontal and vertical, with a total of 48 seats, and one person is responsible for two.

Jian Qiao and Diao Batian were in charge of the two groups by the windows, and girls were in charge of the group by the corridor.

The first thing Jian Qiao walked over was the last seat next to the trash can. In campus violence, the victims of violence are often inconspicuous, introverted, or physically and psychologically deficient. The location is generally not very good, either the seat that everyone dislikes, or the corner.

For example, the seat that is only a little away from the trash can.

Jane walked over quietly. There were many bumps and bumps on the desk. The desk was full of books. If you randomly took out a book and opened it, you could see that there were dried water and oil stains on the book, and some pages were still intact. They are glued together and cannot be separated.

On the side of the book, you can see two beautifully written characters - Zhao Xian.

The last outstanding student representative of Class 703.

How strange.

The vast majority of school violence will not target those students with excellent academic performance. In addition to the teacher's preference, the particularity of the school itself also makes the scumbags have a natural awe of the bullies. In other words, it is the invisible jungle in the school. The rules are at play.

Jane quietly continued to look through the drawer, and one book after another was taken out.It can be seen that the owner of the book is trying his best to protect them, and there are traces of transparent tape on many pages.

After all the books were taken out, there was still a stack of papers in the drawer. The papers were still in good condition, except for a few crumpled sheets that looked like pickles. After unfolding, you could see traces of the red pen where the owner of the papers carefully corrected the wrong questions.

There is a scholarship application form in these papers, each stroke is neat and tidy, and the intention of the writer can be seen.But in the column suggested by the teacher, there is only a simple line: [Not approved, application rejected. 】

"There's a diary over here!"

It was that girl's voice.

Jane quietly took the application form and turned to the first group.

The girl handed him the diary.

Jian quietly took the diary with one hand, and handed her the application form with the other.

The so-called diary is a few pieces of paper of different sizes, which seems to be a few sentences written down by the owner.

[Today they are bullying people again, the book is lost on the ground, it looks very pitiful. 】【He is really a nerd, he doesn't know how to resist when he is bullied. 】【Today Yuan Peng overturned his desk and tore up his papers, because he got a high score in the exam. 】【Too miserable, why didn't you tell the teacher? 】

The words on these papers were mostly sympathetic at the beginning, but later they changed their style: [Today he stained my book, and he didn't even apologize.It was annoying, and I decided to withdraw my sympathy for him. 】【Why do others only bully him?Flies don't bite seamless eggs, and a slap can't make a sound, there must be something wrong with him. 】【Today I hit him when I threw out the trash. I didn't mean it. I told him I'm sorry, but he ignored me and stayed in a corner, weirdo. 】……

[The teacher changed his seat today, but he still insists on sitting next to the trash can, doesn't it stink? 】【Today Qin Zhuang splashed water in his clothes, making the ground wet, hehe, I don’t know how he plans to deal with it. 】【Gan Ning broke up with him today, and he foolishly thought it was his fault, and he didn't think about it, how could he have friends with his personality! 】【Unhappy today, I kicked his stool while he was away. It was so cool. No wonder Yuan Peng and the others like to bully people, and their mood improved. 】……

The malice in these sentences is slowly increasing, and it is creepy to watch.It's hard to imagine that a seventh-grade student would evolve from a bystander to a perpetrator because of the victim's non-resistance and maliciousness.

"This is Ding Meng's diary." The girl held the application form in her hand, "After reading the one you brought, I estimate that the one who was bullied by the campus is Mr. Zhao."

"But——" the girl showed a confused look on her face, "Zhao Xian is a victim of campus violence, it doesn't make sense logically!"

It can be seen from the diary that they have gone too far, but Zhao Xian didn't seem to have resisted from the beginning to the end, and he didn't even try to tell the teachers and parents the simplest, and he was tolerant of their behavior.

"Is there something in their hands?" Jian quietly looked at the scholarship application form, "... Or, lack of money?"

"Students are being bullied, the teacher will know more or less, don't they care?"

Many clues lay before their eyes, like scattered beads, only missing a thread that could be strung together.

"The laboratory...was it really Zhao Xian who ran up there by himself?" At the beginning, the starting point of hide and seek was on the tenth floor. It may be a one-sided statement.”

Diao Batian flapped his wings and flew over, holding something in his claws and putting it on the table.

It was a few photos of Zhao Xian with a bruised nose and a swollen face and a love letter with corners curled up.

Jian quietly picked up the love letter, there were only a few lines on it, which was a normal confession, but these few lines pointed out the most important thread and connected all the clues.

He knew the reason why Zhao Xian was bullied on campus.

The author has something to say: I'm back, oh, you little cuties!

The first person to guess the reason is the little red envelope~