I'm a villain in high school

Kawakami Ryo and Sawada Tsunayoshi made a rough turn around inside but couldn't find Gojo Satoru.

This area is painted with off-white wall paint, and there is a dimly lit long tube lamp above the head only a few meters away in the corridor, as if afraid that people will see the road. The whole road is so dark that it looks like bats are being selected.

Kawakami Ling walked halfway and finally couldn't help asking incredulously: "Are these people bats? Can they see the road clearly?"

"If you have the money to install so many inexplicable rooms, don't you have the money to pay the electricity bill?"

Kawakami Ryo continued to walk deep along the way in while making complaints.

"Is the friend you're looking for the one who was kidnapped with you?" Sawada Tsunayoshi asked behind him.

"You saw it." Kawakami Ling glanced back at him, "It's that white hair."

After receiving an affirmative reply, Sawada Tsunayoshi replied without thinking: "Then he probably won't be in there."

"why?"

Rei Kawakami stopped walking in with interest and looked at Tsunayoshi Sawada.

"Front..." Tsunayoshi Sawada stretched out his hand and gestured, "It's very inconvenient to go in alone."

"If a person with a height of 1.9 meters enters, this section of the road will be difficult to walk." He motioned Kawakami Ling to look at the corner at the end of the road.

This really doesn't look like a normal road, but it looks like a ventilation duct, which allows an adult to crawl in on his stomach.

"It's too crowded if a tall person goes in," said Tsunayoshi Sawada, who made a bending motion as he stepped forward to the path.

"Look, it's hard to turn and hold your head up that way."

"What you said makes sense." Kawakami Ling agreed.

"But my friend, he is very likely to go in."

With the five brain circuits of understanding this person, seeing this kind of small road is not guaranteed, he will suddenly burst into curiosity and go in to see what it is.

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked confused.

"Isn't your friend very tall?"

Kawakami Ling spread his hands: "But there is no other way to go. The big deal is that there is no way to go out, so let's go back."

Sawada Tsunayoshi was persuaded by him.

"Okay," he scratched his head in confusion, "then let's go."

He walked in first, followed by Kawakami Ling.

After entering, Kawakami Ling felt that the path was narrower than it looked, and he had to bend his shoulders slightly to crawl through it.

"This path looks like it's for girls."

"The boy's skeleton is too wide, and his shoulders will get stuck when walking in it."

The path looked shorter than the two had imagined, and they saw the exit after walking a few steps inside.

"This should not lead to the outside," Kawakami Ling frowned and analyzed, "Going out from this trail should still be inside the house."

"It's possible," Sawada Tsunayoshi walked ahead, and had a better view than Ryo Kawakami. He looked ahead and said, "It feels like we're coming to the end, and there's light ahead."

The trail gets narrower as it goes to the front, and at the last section, Ryo Kawakami almost has to put his hands together to pass. His figure is already considered thin, and it is hard to imagine that if he is replaced by a person with a slightly higher body fat, he will become what kind.

Sawada Tsunayoshi went out of the path before him.

Kawakami Ling only heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"Are you okay?" he asked aloud.

"I'm fine." Sawada Tsunayoshi's voice came from outside, "This is not the outside."

"What's not outside?" Kawakami Ling was puzzled.

"This road does not lead to the outside." Sawada Tsunayoshi shouted, "You will know when you come down."

Kawakami Ling walked to the end of the path only to find that the air vent was suspended, and only a pile of steel frames could be seen from the exit.Looking down is a room.

Just now, did Tsunayoshi Sawada not pay attention to the road under his feet, and fell when he stepped on the air?

The design of this vent is not suitable for climbing. Everyone has to shrink their shoulders when climbing to the exit. The surrounding walls are all made of metal, and there is no place for grasping. That is to say, if you want to It is almost impossible to find a good posture to jump off.

Kawakami Ling now knows why Sawada Tsunayoshi fell, because there is no other way to go down from this place than to jump straight forward.

Following the example of Sawada Tsunayoshi, he stretched out half of his body, and then propped the ground with his left hand when he was about to hit the ground.

"This is..." Kawakami Ling clapped his hands, stood up and looked around.

"Is this a theater?" He frowned and turned around to look at his feet.

There is a rectangular stage under his feet, which is the open space with wooden floors he saw just now.The back half of the stage was surrounded by three walls. The wall they were facing now had a large mirror embedded in it. Someone punched a big hole in the wall next to the mirror. out of the enclosed room.

At the top of the steel frame on the wall behind, which was used to fix the spotlight and the stage curtain, a square hole could probably be seen, which was the exit of the vent from which the two jumped.

No wonder he couldn't see what was outside when he was on it just now, he could only see a bunch of steel shelves.This height is at least two or three stories high.

The location of the vent is designed to be near the top of the room.

Kawakami Ling passed through the hole in the wall. In front of the stage was the same seat as the theater auditorium. Like those theaters, the auditorium extended obliquely from the first row upwards. Kawakami Ling counted, at least seven Eight rows, the number of seats can catch up with a small theater.

"Look at our feet." Tsunayoshi Sawada sounded curious.

Kawakami Ling Wenyan looked at the feet of the two. The stage floor was made of mahogany floors, and a bunch of signs with numbers were scattered on the floor.

"what is this?"

"It's the hand holding the card." Ling Kawakami quickly recognized what it was.

"Go up and have a look." He didn't know what he thought of, and his face turned pale.

He jumped off the edge of the stage, and then walked all the way up the auditorium. Seeing this, Tsunayoshi Sawada followed him.

The two walked to the top of the auditorium only to find that the closed door in the middle was not locked.

Kawakami Ling pushed the door open.

Outside the door was the lobby on the first floor of the villa they had seen just now.

They are back.

The air vent is so short, it is impossible to get out of this house.

"There is a voice in the room on the left." Tsunayoshi Sawada had amazing hearing.

"I heard the sound of someone turning something over."

"The sound of flipping things?" Kawakami Ling looked around but couldn't find any weapons, then turned back and broke off a section of the armrest from the auditorium seats.

He weighed it a few times, and felt that the weapon was unexpectedly in his hand.

"Let's go." Before Tsunayoshi Sawada could react, Ryo Kawakami had already pushed the door open with the broken armrest of the seat.

"Wait." Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't expect Kawakami Rineng to be so reckless, so he pushed the door open and walked in.

"Yo! Good evening!" A vaguely familiar voice came from behind the door.

"Gojo Satoru?" Kawakami Ling didn't expect to meet Gojo Satoru here.

"Kawakami, you've changed," Gojo Satoru ate the sweet macarons as a snack, while pretending to be heartbroken, "You don't call me Gojo-sensei anymore, the teacher is very heartbroken."

"You guys know each other?" Sawada Tsunayoshi realized belatedly that the person holding a pink macaron in his mouth was the white hair he saw being kidnapped with Ryo Kawakami.

"Kawakami is my student." Gojo Satoru finally finished eating a macaron, jumped up from the chair and patted the crumbs on his hands.

"Kawakami, do you feel that this room is heaven." He got up from the stool and pointed to the surrounding environment triumphantly.

It was only then that Tsunayoshi Sawada discovered that the room was decorated with a very girlish heart. It seemed to be arranged according to a candy house. All kinds of small cakes and desserts that look very attractive.

"These are all edible." Gojo Satoru somehow figured out the question that Sawada Tsunayoshi was thinking, and answered it before he asked.

He stood up and picked up a plate of Black Forest cakes and shook them: "Do you want any?"

"No way." Tsunayoshi Sawada shook his head hesitantly.

"Aren't you afraid of something bad being added to these desserts?"

"Don't be afraid," Gojo Satoru replied very neatly, "I am the strongest."

"We didn't see Gojo-sensei here when we passed by here before." Kawakami Ling ignored Gojo Gojo's eyes looking at the cake.

"Because the teacher has just arrived." Wujo Gojo saw that neither of them would eat cake, so he sat down regretfully and looked for a fork.

"It's about five or six minutes earlier than you..."

"Five or six minutes?" Kawakami Ling calculated the time, probably when he just stunned those men.

"Mr. Wutiao, where are you locked up?" He decided to ask in another way.

"Being locked in a dark cell," Gojo Satoru thought for a while and described, "It's as dark as if you can't pay the electricity bill."

He was talking about the concrete cell they had just walked through.

Wujo Wu should have been here when they entered. Since the few people playing mahjong at the door were not knocked out, it means Wujo Wu walked from behind.

"You also came out of the vent at the back?" Sawada Tsunayoshi asked.

"Also?" Gojo Satoru accurately grasped the key word.

"Where did we come from?" Kawakami Ling answered.

"There was no one there when we came out."

"Of course," Gojo Satoru said logically, "I tied them up next door after I got down."

"Was someone there when you came down?" Sawada Tsunayoshi asked.

Gojo Satoru swallowed the last bite of the cake: "Yes, someone's."

The room is arranged like a theater, with such a big stage and a bunch of auditorium chairs, it seems that it is specially designed to watch someone fall from the exit of that path.

Apart from Kawakami Ryo and Gojo Satoru, Sawada Tsunayoshi has at least specially practiced taijutsu. If the person who falls from there is an ordinary person who has not practiced these, he may be stunned as soon as he falls.

I'm afraid that the people who tied Gojo Satoru were not all the audience in the auditorium waiting to watch others fall.

Kawakami Ling kicked open the door of the next room with the armrest of the stool.

The room was densely packed with people who were tied up.

The person at the front looked surprisingly familiar.

It was the maid who took them to that place.

The author has something to say: a place full of desserts is also my paradise

As a big sweet party, I can understand Gojo Satoru hhhhhhh

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