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The four students brought over from the No. [-] Middle School were placed in isolation in the observation area of ​​the sub-bureau, directly occupying the room on the first floor.

Even though these people have done a lot of bad things, they should be a group of inexperienced children, but they have completely revealed the evil side of human nature.

Lin Jixuan was sitting in the room, watching the video of a certain student confessing to him last night.

On the screen, the boy named Duan Yawen cried so much that his body kept trembling and hiccupping, and it took a long time before he began to speak slowly.

"In fact, it was Chen Wenkang who disliked Zhao Zichen at first. He said that Zhao Zichen lowered the average score of the class and made him lose face, but no one did anything about it. Chen Wenkang wants to save face, and every time the final class evaluation fails to make the top three, he will be furious. We He thought about warning Zhao Zichen, and even forced him to drop out of school. But there happened to be an exam at that time, and Chen Wenkang was afraid of Zhao Zichen's retaliation, so he handed in zero marks on the test paper or intentionally got low marks, dragging down the grades of the class, and he endured it all the time. Until Yuan Yu asked King to play a game around Zhao Zichen, she cried until she cried, saying that she was raped by Zhao Zichen, and hoped that King could avenge her."

He wiped away his tears and said: "At first we all thought that King would not care about her. Anyway, everyone knows that she is a broken shoe who can sell her body at will. But King agreed, and he agreed happily. Yes, he said there was a hunt for us. We were all very excited because King's plans are never foolproof and artistic."

Artistic sense?Hearing this, Lin Jixuan tightened his palms around his arms, and looked at the screen with a cold face.

A staff voice came from an invisible corner: "Why do you think King agreed?"

"Based on what happened later, King should have been eyeing Zhao Zichen early in the morning. Zhao Zichen was submissive on the surface, but in fact he has been plotting to expose us." He was silent for a moment, his expression struggling, obviously vacillating between whether to say or not to say, In the end, we still chose to compromise and confess everything, "We suspect that he has caught King's handle to make King so afraid. This is the first time we have realized King's anger. Later, we began to bully Zhao Zichen. Ling Jihua, Chen Wenkang raped the girl Zhao Zichen liked in front of him, slandered him for openly sexually harassing female classmates, and tore up his homework and test papers... We are very good at these things. He complained to the teacher about us, but there was no evidence. I don't even know who to blame for these things. In the end..."

His voice became hoarse little by little, through the screen, Lin Jixuan couldn't be sure whether he was still holding mockery and sarcasm in his heart at this moment, or whether he was sincerely repenting for his mistakes.

Duan Yawen said in a deep voice, "He committed suicide."

"Aren't you afraid of revenge from his relatives and friends?" the branch office asked, "It is impossible to hide what he has done. How do you know he didn't tell others?"

"King said he was not afraid of his revenge. He didn't have the courage to retaliate. What's more, he already had a channel to vent his emotions."

"What does it mean?"

"I don't know," Duan Yawen said, "Many things about King are very mysterious. We don't even know his real identity, and we don't even know whether he is from our school or not."

"The deceased, Yuan Yu, wasn't in a relationship with King?"

Duan Yawen sneered: "Couples? Who said that? It's just a bed partner. King said that Yuan Yu is flirtatious, can play with everything, and sleeps very enjoyable."

"Those two people are..." An adult in the sub-bureau didn't open up to any high school kid when he mentioned this, "Well, cough, didn't you see King when you applauded for love?"

"Yes," Duan Yawen said, "King will not take off his mask when making love."

"Mask? Tell me more specifically."

"A mask painted with a golden lotus pattern."

After that, the staff asked Duan Yawen some questions about King and the details of campus bullying. In the end, Duan Yawen gradually lost control of his emotions and asked in horror, "How did Yuan Yu die?" "Is it someone who is taking revenge?" Us?" "What will happen to us? How long will we stay here?" "Are we going to die too?" and many other questions were turned into man-eating devils in the silence of the staff, harassing their panicked hearts .

Later, there were interrogation videos recorded by three other people, but the three had a very tight mouth and would not speak no matter what they were asked, especially the boy in the first grade who was so calm that he did not look like a minor.The only girl named Xu Linwan made full use of her congenital weakness and cried at every turn, pretending to have a heart attack. Unfortunately, the branch office's questioning depends on mood swings and the strength of the fire on her shoulders. No matter what she does They pretended to be indifferent.

Jiang Pingfeng paused the screen and asked, "Is there anything else I need to watch?"

"Almost, where is Duan Yawen? I want to see him." Lin Jixuan asked.

"This way."

Jiang Pingfeng led them into a room. The room was quite big and looked like a hotel-style apartment. Duan Yawen was sitting behind a desk and immersed himself in the test questions. His expression was so focused that he didn't even notice that someone was walking over.

Lin Jixuan lowered his head and saw that he was doing a comprehensive test question. The question was quite difficult, but Duan Yawen seemed to have memorized the answer, and filled it in directly after a glance.

This child is really good at learning, but unfortunately the roots in his heart are beginning to rot.

He tapped on the table with his fingers, Duan Yawen was stunned, stopped writing and looked up, then bowed his head and continued to work on the question without saying a word.

It happened that he ignored him, Lin Jixuan reached out and pulled out a hair on Duan Yawen's head, Duan Yawen let out a miserable cry, and looked up at Lin Jixuan: "What are you doing?"

"Continue to do the questions, don't worry about me."

The hair was very short, and Lin Jixuan wound it around the puppet with great difficulty, and chanted a mantra in a low voice: "Those who see me are blind, those who hear me are deaf, and those who dare to plot against me will suffer from it. He is fierce."

"Wait." Lin Jixuan had already done the preparatory work, and all that was left was to wait for the caster who wanted to kill these people to appear on his own initiative.

"They have a dirty coterie who take pleasure in bullying other students. Last month, a student transferred to another school. His parents broke their fortunes and got him a place in No. [-] Middle School. They have been putting pressure on him, hoping that he will He can grit his teeth and endure it. How can he endure it? In such pain, he committed suicide several times, and finally got the compromise of his parents and was able to leave here."

"Before he left, he chatted with me a lot. For the first time, I knew there was such a disgusting group of people behind him!"

"I finally understood why Chen Wenkang looked at me with that kind of eyes. He almost couldn't restrain himself from beating me several times, but I think these methods should not be the only ones he uses."

"Jiejie, Xiaoyu is actually one of them. I don't know if I should tell you about this... Was she forced?"

"I once read a novel. People who have been bullied on campus for a long time will either collapse or become like them in the end. Is Xiaoyu the same?"

"I don't know what to do! No one believes me!"

"I shouldn't have put these things on the table so directly, Jie Jie, I decided to pretend to be obedient to them on the surface, and secretly investigate their dirty and ugly faces. I want to expose them to the whole school and the whole society!"

"I'm dating Wang Junru, and Wang Junru is also in their circle. I can get a lot of news from her."

"I found a lot of information about them. There are fewer people in this circle than I imagined, but they have maintained the bullying circle very well. In addition to Xiaoyu, there are also Chen Wenkang, Li Shuo, Duan Yawen... But these people are small people, and the one who really manipulates them behind the scenes is a person called king. No one knows who king is, and he hides it so well that even the people in their circle don't know. "

"These scumbags! You can't imagine what conscienceless things they have done! Wearing human skin but tearing off the disguise in the dark, revealing the ugliest naked appearance!"

"I'm sick of them!"

"Jiejie, do you know that when I am staring at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at me."

"They found out my relationship with Wang Junru, I failed to keep that girl, Jiejie, did I also become the same person as them?"

"This road is too dark and too difficult to walk."

"I want to tell you all this, but I don't want to make you suffer. You are from the Seventeenth Middle School, and have nothing to do with the Third Middle School. You also have your own troubles every day. I keep telling myself that I can't rely too much on the strength of my friends. , but I really can't hold on anymore."

……

"I still couldn't hold back and told all these things to one person. I need to find an ally."

"That person is..."

Those voices reappeared in his mind. Xiang Jie didn't know where the voices came from, but it was extremely clear. He told himself everything in this period of time in detail, just like that night, he also passed these He heard all of Zhao Zichen's dissatisfaction through his voice.

But Xiang Jie didn't remember that Zhao Zichen had ever told him this. He only remembered that when he came back from school that day, his parents told him that Zhao Zichen had committed suicide. Going in, he saw the spiritual tablet placed on the table at a glance.

The boy in the photo is the person he is most familiar with, a good friend who grew up with his childhood sweetheart.Xiang Jie regrets not being able to see him more, the relationship between the two has become a lot stranger because of the parting ways in high school, the third middle school does not allow mobile phones, and Xiang Jie has no way to contact him, one day or two days, time flies away... ...Suddenly, looking back, it turns out that the friendship between him and Zhao Zichen is like a jar of wine sealed in an altar. It doesn't get weaker with time, but gets stronger and stronger.

He took away from home the gun head that the two of them bought together. It was bought in an old craft store. Both of them were lovers of cold weapons, but they couldn't tell which era the gun head was from.

That night, he heard these voices.

As if Zhao Zichen was still alive, he leaned against the bed and chatted with him about what happened in school.

The expression is sad, suppressing the anger that has nowhere to vent.

In fact, Xiang Jie couldn't remember what happened that night, but after waking up, what Zhao Zichen experienced was vivid in his memory, and he decided to avenge Zhao Zichen.

To those who have bullied him, including the one who betrayed Zhao Zichen's trust.

In the dim room, Xiang Jie sat in the middle with his head bowed and his eyes dull. Outside the glass window was He Xian who was closely observing her emotions.

She was listening to Xiang Jie's story of all this.

Xiang Jie said dumbly: "From that day on, I felt like there was an extra person in my body, and his voice always sounded in my mind. I began to listen to that voice, planning and preparing a lot of things, enough to kill those human stuff."

His voice was silent for a moment, and he suddenly raised his head to look at He Xian outside the glass window.

He Xian was startled by his ferocious eyes, and reflexively took a step back.

Xiang Jie showed a haughty smile. He stood up and stared at He Xian through the glass window. He opened his mouth lightly, and his voice came to He Xian's ears through the headset.

He Xian heard very clearly the cold voice of the young man on the other side of the wall saying: "Anyone who tries to prevent my king from taking revenge, deserves to die."

At the same time, the scientific researchers in City A Branch Bureau who were analyzing the composition and origin of the gun head suddenly felt that the powerful force in the gun head was breaking through the disguise of inferior handicrafts and spewing out.The cracks on the surface of the gun body revealed the bright red color inside, and a lot of evil spirit gushed out from it.

Seeing this, the unshaven middle-aged man with a cigarette butt dangling from the side suddenly picked up the magic weapon on the side and cracked the gun body. At this moment, the cracks cracked layer by layer, revealing the purest and most real appearance inside .

This is a gun head that is blood red all over, and the luster of the oil is very similar to a finger of blood that has just been smeared.

The man looked seriously at the structure of the gun head. The cigarette butt burned to the end, and the falling ash burned a hole in his gray and worn shirt.

When people around him reminded him that the evil spirit was too strong, and he would have difficulty breathing if he stayed any longer, he shouted excitedly like he had just woken up from a dream: "It is it! It really is it! When King Xiang committed suicide, it fell into Wujiang River , this is the tip of King Xiang's Overlord Spear, and it is also a real killing blade!"