[Comprehensive] It's the end of the world again

No one spoke in the huge office for a moment, falling into a tense silence.

It was the cherry blossom season, and the wind was still gentle. A light pink petal swirled from the window and fell on the shoulder of the teacher sitting by the window.

This is like an abrupt signal, all the tension and stagnation have stopped at the previous moment.

The blond young man supported his head and smiled, as if he didn't care about the person standing at the table who was guarding him.

"Mr. Huang Ying." His voice was clean and soft, and his bony fingers tapped lightly on the table a few times seemingly meaninglessly, "Mr. Huang Ying."

Maybe it's because the light behind the teacher passing through the window and dancing on the tip of the hair and the breeze with the faint fragrance of cherry blossoms are too gentle, Huang Ying can't take her eyes away from the porcelain-white fingers that are almost blurred and transparent at the edges .

The sound of fingers hitting the table gradually matched the heartbeat, but in the next moment——

Stopped abruptly.

The young man behind the desk stood up at some point, and the light disappeared behind him.

The sound of the wind, the chirping of birds, the sound of bells in the distance, the sound of breathing, all the sounds were silenced in an instant, as if even the breath of life had disappeared.

Huge panic and a sense of suffocation suddenly surged, the muscles all over the body tensed up to the point of convulsions instantly, and a sudden coldness quickly spread from the wrist to the heart, Huang Ying bent down while pressing her throat, The veins on his forehead almost burst, but he couldn't make a single syllable.

He raised his head with difficulty, that person's expression was like that of every gentle and wise scholar.

But his eyes were extremely indifferent.

"Mr. Huang Ying." The voice sounded in this space that was completely cut off from life, and all the power oppressing the nerves dissipated with the reappearance of the voice, "He has nothing to do with what you are investigating."

"Don't touch him."

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Before this person named Ermine Allert appeared, Hope's Peak Academy would never make such vague evaluations as "super high school-level minds". Every student has his own distinct personality. , a unique talent.

And this person was originally a person who was judged to have the talent of a "super high school level military strategist" by the previous academy investigator, but his talent evaluation changed after only three years.

So what kind of person can be regarded as a person with a vague but extremely complex talent like a "super high school-level mind"?

Speaking of which, he actually couldn't remember what this person looked like when he entered school.

Huang Ying frowned, and found that her memory seemed to be very vague, but he didn't care, after all, ten years had passed since then.

I even forgot the reason why I doubted this person in the first place.

But a voice in his subconscious kept telling him that Ermine Arlert was a very dangerous person.

And now, his weakness appeared.

And it was extremely caught off guard, making the beast that had been docile for ten years so embarrassed that it didn't even have time to hide its claws.

The day passed quickly, and nearly fifteen hours had passed since the body was found in the school's sports equipment room. The silence of the police and the inaction of the school caused uneasiness and anxiety to ferment among the student population. The freshmen of the preparatory subjects were so nervous that they almost caught fire at one point.

And it was in this atmosphere that there was a cautious and rhythmic knocking sound outside Yong's bedroom window.

It was exactly nine o'clock in the evening, which was also the approximate time of death of the victim according to the police autopsy.

Yong felt that even if he was in a good state of mind, he would not be shocked by this weird feeling. He sighed and pushed open the window, and saw the tops of two squatting under the window—these two undergraduates who violated the rules for night tours heard After the sound of opening the window, he also raised his head, his already pale face was suddenly illuminated by the light that came out, and there was a gloomy cold whiteness.

forever:"……"

Makoto Naegi/Kyoko Kirikiri: "..."

Both parties were reluctant to admit that they were slightly taken aback, so the matter was happily revealed.

Yong: "...you guys are too bold."

Super high school-level luck: "Surely it won't be so unlucky to be discovered."

Super High School Level Detective: "That's right."

Due to the helplessness of the case, Okita Shimazaki, who usually had a good relationship with the deceased Kazusuke Matsui, showed obvious doubts and precautions against Hoyagai. There were some gossip.

Jing Haoyong, who was pushed to the cusp of the storm, vaguely felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, but he didn't really care.

But Makoto Miaomu feels inexplicably that he can't wait any longer. If this case becomes an unsolved case in the end, he will undoubtedly become the one who bears the brunt of the panic among the students.

The police officer who has made no progress has called all the people who had conflicts with Matsui and questioned them, but they still can't get conclusive evidence. It seems that they want to characterize this matter as exiles who escaped from school and entered Hope's Peak Academy The nature of the post-commitment caused panic.

The longer the time dragged on, the better it would be for the murderer to clear up his suspicions after he arranged things, so he felt that he had to go and have a look no matter what.

On the way here, he met Kirikiri, who was in the same class. The other party saw his purpose at a glance and proposed to go with him. Considering the other party's talent, he hesitated but did not refuse. In the end, the two of them appeared together in the preparatory school building Under the outside window, this returns to the scene at the beginning.

Yong sighed, picked up the key and turned out of the window, joining the team of illegal night tours.

"I've been to the scene of the crime." It was the detective who spoke first, but the second she spoke startled the other two people next to her. Human fingerprints, open air vents, moving shelves and blood on the walls and the latest autopsy reports pinholes in the arms."

"Blood on the wall?"

The detective propped his chin, with a cold expression: "There is a very small amount of blood on the left front of the corpse, that is, on the wall facing the vent. Judging from the location, it is unlikely that the murderer splashed out when he killed the victim. I have Reasons to suspect that the murderer was actually carrying the murder weapon when he escaped through the vent through unknown means. Later, for some reason, the murder weapon—that is, the baseball bat next to the corpse was thrown in through the vent and hit the opposite side. There are some tiny marks left on the wall."

The female detective's speech was a bit slow, leaving time to compare the scene of the crime in memory, so although it was a long statement, it was not difficult to understand.

They finally arrived at a grove not far from the equipment room. Before the incident, this place was a holy place for dating in the preparatory school. The foliage of the grove was not lush. The moonlight quietly penetrated into the depths of life.

But why come here?

Yong frowned and thought carefully whether he had missed something important. He always felt that there seemed to be some place where his thinking was not coherent, until a cold silver light reflected in the corner of his eyes.

He raised his head in a daze, and what he saw was no longer the sparse branches and leaves, but a large expanse of gorgeous starlight like the Milky Way hanging down from the sky.

- Endless freedom.

Only then did he realize that this was an extremely delicate place with a very good view, and he could clearly see the situation at the door of the equipment room.

He suddenly understood what those two people chose to come here to know.

In this case, which is like a murder in a secret room but lacks the necessary elements of a murder in a secret room, the only certainty is that the victim himself entered the equipment room and was attacked without any precautions.

So why on earth did he want to go in?

What kind of situation can be sure that he will be defenseless after entering the equipment room?

However, at this moment, someone suddenly pulled his arm, and quickly hid in the woods with poor vision.

The hair on Yong's back almost exploded, and he almost instinctively grabbed the opponent's wrist and twisted it in the opposite direction.

But that person seemed to be very familiar with his reaction, and he suppressed his movement one step before him. With just a back and forth, his back had already slammed into the tree trunk behind him, and the movements of his arms, shoulders and neck were blocked. Locked, making it very difficult for him to even raise his head.

This is probably the murderer, Yong thought calmly, he must find a way to get Cheng Jun and Wu Qie out of here.

But the next moment, the murderer lowered his head and leaned against his shoulder, trembling uncontrollably.

Then he heard a hoarse and disfigured voice, which seemed to be so suppressed that he couldn't even remember how to make the sound.

"Yong...brother."

The author has something to say:

First of all, read to me silently that Ah Ming will not be black, Ah Ming will not be black, Ah Ming will not be black!Look up the central sentence of this volume! 'May you be hope'!Amin is a super nice guy!

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Then thank you, the little angel of God, C. The land mine of the little angel of the ship, and the grenade and nutrient solution of the little angel of Luohua Ruoxiu, shivering. I originally planned to postpone the update until tomorrow, but I still want to come out to express my thanks... emmmmm actually It's because I just found out where the background of Bawang Ticket and Nutrient Solution is planting trees or something 2333==

And I accidentally found the backstage today, only to realize that I thought the first ten bottles were given to Xinwen by JJ.

Ahhh I don't know what I'm talking about, but it's too embarrassing to roll on the bed happily =w=

It's not just about land mines. You guys who have always left comments and favorites to support me are really super cute!So happy to reply!

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A few ideas that popped up while writing this paragraph:

Small Theater 1:

Huang Ying looked at the super high school-level brain who was hugging a student and crying like an idiot, and felt that she regarded him as an opponent probably because she was too free.

Small Theater 2:

Super high school level luck: With my lucky BUFF bonus, I won't be caught... Um, teacher, why are you here?

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By the way, I changed the copywriting a little bit, will it look a little more attractive! (proud face

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The Cultivation Party didn’t win today, go to bed early hahahahahahaha