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

Although the explosion was loud, the fire did not spread quickly. Only the fourth floor where the classroom was located was affected.

Yong thanked the visitor in a low voice, pushed away a hand that was holding his wrist, and rushed into the teaching building without looking back.

"Komaeda-senpai doesn't think I Hoyong is the murderer?" Someone in the crowd asked softly.

The white-haired boy spread his hands and shrugged: "Who knows?"

"then you……"

"But Jing Haojun is a person with hope in his eyes." The white-haired senior, who seemed very friendly, interrupted the other person with a smile, but there seemed to be something else about him that made people fear for no reason, "Incomparably beautiful hope."

So what does it matter if he is a prisoner?

He just... simply wants to see the hope of infinite beauty.

There were no sundries in the stairwell and it was relatively spacious, so there were no conditions for the fire to spread, and Yong rushed up to the fourth floor smoothly.

The metal stair railings were scorched by the high temperature, and the whole floor was filled with thick smoke. Yong took off his coat and covered his mouth and nose, and walked towards the classroom that seemed to be at the end of the corridor in his impression.

It was also because of his bent posture that he suddenly noticed scattered brown transparent liquid on the ground.

A little spark splashed over and landed on the liquid, and then a beam of fire burst out with a 'boom'.

—It’s gasoline.

A trace of deep anxiety crossed Yong's heart.

From kidnapping saplings, stockpiling gasoline, to the explosion after they throw the bait of evidence to bring everyone back to the murder once again.

The other party didn't seem to have made such a move in a hurry after being irritated, it was more like a long-term plan, just waiting for a spark to ignite the gun, and then logically trigger a turmoil.

But why did he give up finding him in private to get back the evidence and choose this way that if he is not careful, he will completely expose himself?

Or, in fact, this so-called crucial 'evidence' is not the opponent's purpose at all?

Mysteries emerged one after another, which made this murder case covered with a veil of darkness.

The closer to the classroom at the end of the corridor, the more out of control the fire became.

Starting from the third classroom, gasoline barrels are placed neatly in a row near the outer edge of the corridor. Because it is far away from the fire source, it is safe and sound, but no one knows that this short-lived peace can last. How long, but the consequences of an explosion will be unimaginable.

There was no time left for him to transfer these oil barrels, so Yong could only speed up his pace, hoping to find the person he was looking for within the deadline.

He couldn't even imagine what it would mean if both the murderer and sapling were not there.

The black smoke was getting thicker and thicker, and the vague suffocation seemed to make his movements gradually slow down, but he finally came to the fourth classroom at the end of the corridor. A dark shadow was seen.

It was a man who was tied to a chair and seemed to have lost consciousness. He was sitting facing the door where he was. Because of the obstruction of the light and smoke, he couldn't fully see the man's facial features, but his height and shape were the same as his own. The person I was looking for was exactly the same.

Although there was some suspicion in his heart at the inappropriate time, but the current situation did not allow him to have time to hesitate.

Yong carefully avoided all the burning things around him, and slowly approached the unconscious boy.

"Chengjun! Chengjun wake up..."

The voice stopped abruptly the moment he saw that person clearly.

—that was a dummy.

Then the door behind him closed suddenly, and there was a sound that seemed to be locked.

Oh no.

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"School Broadcasting—School Broadcasting—"

It didn't take long before the radio rang again. Unlike the serious teacher's voice last time, this time the announcer's voice seemed to have undergone some special processing, showing a bit of childlike fun. Like a puppet from a long time ago, it made a 'giggle' laugh when it was lightly pressed on its stomach.

But the content of the broadcast is not so cute.

"Are you all looking forward to the development of this matter now? Then please gather at the baseball field as soon as possible. There is something very important to tell everyone."

"The police are coming to the school soon, so I can only ask everyone to tell them for me, don't come up, otherwise Miao Mu-jun and Jing Hao-jun will be in a very dangerous situation."

"Now please gather as soon as possible, and I will announce all the truth."

"The truth about everything."

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"What's going on?" Someone pushed open the door of this temporary meeting room with an extremely ugly expression.

The blond teacher seemed to have come back in a hurry. There was still a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, his face was extremely pale, and the fingertips holding the door were still trembling slightly.

His face was so terrifying that there was almost no trace of blood, and his physical condition was so bad that it was worrying.

Someone around seemed to want to step forward to help, but the teacher shook his head and refused.

He looked at the head of the school, Kirin Kirito, with an anxious expression on his face, "What happened?"

Why did he just leave less than 48 hours before something happened?

"Ermin, calm down first." The headmaster rubbed the space between his brows, "We don't know much about this, Huang Ying, tell me."

"Huang Ying Gong Yi!" The always gentle teacher's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, his gentle blue eyes were full of darkness, "It's you again!"

This time the investigator didn't say anything more, he lifted his hat brim with a wry smile, "Sorry, I shouldn't have agreed to such an impulsive approach."

A Ming took a deep breath as if trying to calm himself down, but he miscalculated his current control over his body, and suddenly covered his mouth and coughed violently.

It may be that the sudden weakening of this person who usually looks very healthy is really worrying. Mingshan on the side ignored his refusal and forcefully helped the teacher to sit down. Then at a very close distance, she found something not quite right.

Why... there are pinholes on Teacher Arlert's arm?

There was an abnormal blush on the face of the blond-haired young man, and his brows were wrinkled. The next moment, he stooped uncontrollably, and when he took his hand away, a blood red appeared in his palm.

Amin's face changed, he shook his hand, said 'sorry' in a low voice, and hurriedly left the conference room.

Probably everyone present thought that he might just wash his hands, although he was a little worried, he didn't become suspicious.

Only the nearest famous mountain was staring at the back of the blond young man in a daze, until he was reminded by the people around him before he managed to regain his senses.

She blinked, not sure if she was hallucinating.

... But at that time, she clearly saw that small piece of blood red seemed to be evaporating, and a tiny but scorching steam came out.

Illusion, she thought, after all, it is impossible for human blood to reach a temperature high enough to evaporate.

Amin, who left the conference room, did not go to the bathroom as the people in the conference room imagined, but came to the meeting place announced in the broadcast, the baseball training field in front of the abandoned teaching building.

The fire upstairs has not abated at all, but a large number of students have already gathered in front of the teaching building—they are arranged by the teachers to look like they are not gathering efficiently and are walking here in twos and threes, trying to delay Time can wait until the police arrive at the scene.

Fortunately, the murderer didn't seem to be in a hurry, and was very patient to wait for the students who hadn't arrived at the scene.

This shows that he may still have a hole card in his hand.

Amin thought for a while, turned around, walked around the main entrance of the teaching building, and walked to the green belt behind him.

Hope's Peak Academy is too big. This teaching building is gradually out of use because it is located in one of the corners where it is not convenient to go anywhere. The green belt behind it is also in a state of no one's management and construction all year round. All kinds of weeds and trees I grew up very happily.

He reached out and touched a tree branch, then frowned and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt.

At this time, a voice came from behind, "Is the teacher going to save someone?"

The blond teacher didn't even turn his head, but his physical condition was completely unexpected, his fingertips trembled so badly that he could hardly even make a fist, let alone enter the teaching building from outside the wall.

"I know a side door, I discovered it by a coincidence," the voice behind him was still full of smiles, "Instead of wasting time here, isn't it the most important thing to get into this building as soon as possible?"

"Anti-hero plots often have grand goals similar to heroes and are eclectic about means, but they focus on results more than process, and even use all means to achieve their goals in order to maintain 'justice', known as 'wrong heroes' '." He turned his face to the side and looked at the student with a friendly smile behind him, his eyes were calm and rational.

"Is this the character you're playing, Komaeda Nagito?"

The white-haired student took a step back sideways and made a 'please' gesture.

"I've never looked for justice," he said, "I've looked for absolute hope."

After twisting and turning, they pushed aside a weed, revealing a door with an old iron lock behind it, which seems to have been left as a backup passage back then. Although it looks mottled, it can still be used to lock the door Under the light touch of 'Super High School Level Lucky', there was a dislocation sound of 'gragga', and then the lock fell to the ground.

Komaeda Nagito squatted down and looked into the keyhole, scratched his head and smiled, "We are really lucky, it seems that the lock cylinder has been corroded for too long."

"Then," the white-haired boy stood up, his eyebrows curved, "I wish you good luck."

"Despair has appeared, so hope must also be born." He looked at the teacher's back, his voice lowered, as if muttering to himself, "Who could it be? Miao Mu-kun? Or Jing Hao-kun?"

"Well, who knows."

The author has something to say:

Brother Yong said that he was the one who climbed through the water pipe with his bare hands in the first volume

Komaeda is a troublesome goblin =v=

After thinking about it, A Ming frowned and unbuttoned his shirt... Oh my god, it's killing me

emmm... maybe one more chapter to close the case orz

But it's not a problem compared to the two people who are going to meet soon!

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Thank you little angel for the grenade and nutrient solution

Arbeing扔了1个手榴弹投掷时间:2017-09-2416:13:12

读者“落花无情弦亦无意”,灌溉营养液+302017-09-2401:52:53