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When the personality came in just now, the door was not closed, which caused them to be caught by the inspectors outside the door before everyone could react.

The strong white light made their figures hidden in the darkness invisible. Gojo Satoru saw the man standing at the door through the light source. His blood-stained sky-blue uniform and the electric baton around his waist made him immediately The identity of the person who came was judged.

It's not the dean, it's the security guard.

There were slight cracks on the bluish-purple skin, and the wound had turned black.The black hat on his head was worn crookedly, and the traces of being strangled by the rope on his neck were particularly obvious.

Gojo Satoru couldn't figure out why those cloudy and rotten eyes with invisible pupils still had the function of "seeing".

Now that it has been discovered, the only remaining ways are escape and resistance.Feeling extremely unhappy, the white-haired boy who was almost forced to dodge all the way rubbed his wrist, narrowed his eyes and rushed forward quickly.

Sakai Natsuki, who was about to lead everyone to escape, only felt something flash in front of her eyes. She looked closely, and the light that was originally shining on their faces suddenly fell.

What followed was a dull, flesh-to-flesh hammering sound.

Without any weapons, the attack with only fists was wild and ferocious. Sakai Nazuki looked at the white-haired boy not far away in surprise, and unconsciously took a few steps forward because he was worried that something might happen to him: "He ..."

"He's fine."

Xia Youjie stopped Nayue Sakai from going forward. He looked at his friend who had subdued the security guard almost immediately, and his nervousness from being exposed calmed down a bit.

The ghost that shouldn't have life fell to the ground dying under the violent beating. Gojo Satoru tidied up his messy clothes a little bit, leaned over and pulled out the electric baton from the security guard, and tapped his palm lightly with it: "It's very easy without a weapon." Annoying, you just came to deliver the courier."

Natsuki Sakai and Toru Amuro, who didn't know much about Gojo Satoru's life and actions, were silent for a while, but Xia Youjie was not surprised by this.He greeted everyone to leave here, but unexpectedly, the radio in the room rang suddenly.

The playful and beautiful piano music returned to normal after a brief distorted tone, and the romantic melody that was completely inconsistent with the atmosphere of the whole school sounded very strange.

Toru Amuro raised his eyebrows thoughtfully. He listened carefully to the gentle music on the radio. The expression on his face was dazed and then quickly sank: "This is a piece by Badatjewska, the name is Call......"

"A Maiden's Prayer."

The dreamy music is like a girl's youthful thoughts, which makes people think about it, and her happiness and hope are tactful in several variations.

Through light or sad notes one by one, everyone can easily outline a girl as pure as an angel in their minds, but it is particularly ironic when used at this moment——

There used to be such a young girl here, but she was cut off by this inhumane school to fly outwards.

In the wordless silence, the ghost who fell to the ground and couldn't get up again proved its existence once again on the ringtone of the radio like a fake corpse.

"Li Desen, Director..."

"Someone's in your office—"

Gojo Satoru looked back at the security guard dutifully pressing the walkie-talkie with his trembling hands and trying to convey the situation here. He stepped on the man's necrotic arm hard, and smashed the electric baton neatly on the back of its neck.

He knelt down to look at the corpse that would never move again, and picked up the buzzing intercom.

The unfinished piano stopped suddenly.The sudden gust of wind seemed to imply that what was waiting for them was a raging wave. The rustling sound of the non-existent leaves rubbing against each other penetrated into everyone's ears, making people tremble involuntarily.

[All the students of Delin School, good evening everyone. 】

A hoarse, very familiar voice replaced the piano and sounded on the radio. Everyone immediately realized that this was the inhuman director, and faint panic kept rising in their hearts.

When Sakai Natsuki heard his voice, she knew that the story was coming to an end.She gritted her teeth, and the dizziness caused by the continuous bleeding exploded at this moment.

The things in front of her eyes began to flash a little bit of white light, and the rotating picture made her almost unable to maintain her balance.

The only antidote for fainting was severe pain, Sakai Natsuki put her hand into the palm pierced by the wound, and the rising sweat wetted her back.

She looked at the three people with serious expressions, and carefully adjusted her breathing with a white face: "It will be over soon."

The muscles of Toru Amuro, who had already entered the state of alert, tensed up. He exhaled slowly and long, with a cold expression on his face: "Listen to what he has to say."

The gloomy tone continued, and it seemed that his departure just now was for this speech.

[For a long time, our school has worked hard to better improve everyone's grades, so that everyone can go to the ideal school. 】

[According to the plan and arrangement strictly, everyone restrains themselves. This is not only helpful to your studies, but also beneficial to your future. 】

[However, our good intentions have been exploited by people with good intentions, and they wantonly distorted and spread rumors. 】

[This makes me very sad, and it also makes me completely incomprehensible. 】

The appropriate pause expresses the distress of a hard-working director in silence.

Sakai Natsuki, who has been reduced from an npc to a player, took a breath in disbelief at his brazen words, but soon she had no time to think about it.

[Although I really don't want to tell everyone, but I have to say it. 】

[Among us, a shameful traitor appeared, an informer who spread rumors and slandered everyone. 】

【He is hiding in the second-year group A led by Mr. Ikeda, and there are more than one accomplices in other classes. 】

His intuition made Xia Youjie feel that the next words would be very bad for them. He and Gojo Satoru, who was squatting on the ground, looked at each other, and pulled Sakai Natsuki: "Fake wine, prepare to start running away."

The locked door on the first floor was their destination, and the journey to it would not be easy.Amuro nodded and followed Xia Youjie and the blond girl, while the white-haired boy holding an electric baton walked in the front to explore the way.

There is a lot of liquid inexplicably on the smooth floor, and shoes with insufficient grip are extremely easy to wrestle when running.The speed that had to be reduced made the situation much more critical, but the annoying male voice continued.

[Dear students, the teacher can't bear to see everyone become the "executioner" in that guy's mouth, and he doesn't want the school that everyone loves to be destroyed by unfounded rumors like this. 】

[Everyone's future and future must be bright, please find out the informer before that. 】

[Recall who has behaved strangely recently, and who has done something that violated school rules. 】

[Report it enthusiastically, don't let go of any suspicious points, you are smart and you will be able to find the culprit very quickly. 】

The electric light that had been silent for a long time seemed to be echoing Arthur Lidson's words. The old filament sizzled, and the dim warm yellow light flickered on and off as if it had burned all its life.

So far, Gojo Satoru, who is running, has fully understood the real reason why this school will eventually become a slaughterhouse.

The cunning director couldn't find out who leaked the secrets in the school because the surveillance was broken.But he used his best method to get the students to report each other, and then swept over everyone in the school with the aura that he would rather kill the wrong than let it go.

Under his coercion, the students began to expose each other ruthlessly and viciously in order to protect themselves.

At this time, they no longer had classmates, friends, or teachers in their eyes, but only one informant after another, and finally ruined everyone's life in an accidental attack that might just be from above.

The number 2, which seemed to be bleeding, was embedded on the gray wall, and Gojo Satoru heard those distant but close roars, those knocking sounds that seemed to shatter the building, and chaotic and meaningless whimpers.

He ignored all the noise indifferently, and headed firmly and clearly towards the first floor.

Natsuki Sakai, who was officially declared a whistleblower, squeezed out her remaining energy and ran along the school stairs with three teenagers. It was the first time she had a clear view of the entire campus, and she inadvertently raised her head to catch a glimpse of the cameras everywhere.

A faint red light shone on the fuselage.

She gasped, her throat dry: "He can see us!"

Xia Youjie also saw the inconspicuous instrument in the corner, but the door that could be seen after turning a corner was tempting him not to stop.

The judgment that going out was the highest priority prevented him from thinking too much. He frowned tightly, and led the blond girl to continue fleeing non-stop: "Don't worry about it, I can go out soon."

The corner where the number 1 is written is bloody red, but the excess liquid like water seems to have drained.The nine-story steps were continuously compressed during the running, and the iron door that once trapped them and could not be opened opened a small crack unconsciously.

The damp walls dripped water continuously, and then flowed slowly because of the terrain.

Blood-red palm prints were densely printed on the silver door panel, and the strong despair and fear, like a punctured and leaking balloon, poured out along the open door and dissipated in the misty night.

Sakai Nazuki felt as if she saw the bright moonlight through the door of survival.Her nerves were stretched to the extreme, and the joy of fleeing soon mixed with intense tension and panic stimulated her mind.

The out-of-control hormones rekindled her cold body, and the abnormal temperature and the over-speeding heart caused trance and tinnitus.

No one could have imagined that getting out would be such a simple matter. The moment they opened the door, they leaped into the boundless darkness like moths to a flame.

The same coldness as in the room fell on Amuro Toru's face, and he lowered his eyes slightly, put down the flashlight, put his hands on his knees and panted heavily, "Are we out?"

Then the world lights up briefly.

Classrooms, desks, empty podiums and classmates who are fighting.

He turned his head stiffly to look at the blackboard on the right, and there were three big words written on it.

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The author says:

感谢在2022-03-0918:00:00~2022-03-1017:05:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Crazy Crazy Crazy Re; 1 bottle of Rouge Lace Group-A Quercus;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ?