Thriller Trainee

Zongjiu is very satisfied with the positive attitude of the entire Class Nine.

Satisfied, he took advantage of the enthusiasm of these people to throw out more papers, hoping that they would turn their passion into motivation and make up for the fifteen points missing from Class 9 as soon as possible.

"Okay! We will definitely win glory for Class 9 and live up to the squad leader's expectations!"

The other ninety-eight trainees pricked their heads with white strips of cloth as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and immediately started a new round of test paper competition.

The barrage was also a roar.

[Go, go, go, come on, Class 9! 】

【Duck! It makes my blood boil! I also want to take out a paper and do it with Class 9. Now we are all from Class 9]

[Fuck, there’s no need for the sisters upstairs, that’s the ninth subject, the scumbag’s eyes are dead.jpg]

The white-haired young man stood on the podium and touched his chin.

He didn't have any real feelings about what he just said. After all, the magician was definitely good at mobilizing the atmosphere of the scene, and he could easily get the results he wanted through his extraordinary speaking skills.

However, it can mobilize everyone's enthusiasm and liven up the atmosphere and achieve amazing results. It would be good to do this method several times.

No matter what, Zong Jiu would never admit that he felt a little proud just now.

Absolutely not.

He looked at the classmates in Class 9 who had set up the table and started studying, and were helping each other, and he felt quite relieved, "You guys do it first, I'll check when I come back."

"Yes! Monitor!"

So all the trainees watched Zongjiu go out as he was about to deliver his homework, lowered their heads again, and started discussing and studying enthusiastically.

After stopping in the corridor for a while, the white-haired young man sighed quietly, held a pile of homework, and walked forward.

To be honest, Zong Jiu felt that he was really not a good person.

A long time ago, before he became a magician, he left a file to be observed.

Because he lacks emotion, has poor empathy, and ignores rules; he likes to cheat and pretend, and plays with human beings in the palm of his hand. He lacks necessary social activities and disdains making friends with others.

The expression of such characteristics is undoubtedly a personality disorder. To be precise, it is a type of antisocial personality disorder.

Such people are undoubtedly like time bombs in society. As long as there are enough incentives, no one knows when they will detonate. So after the psychiatrist completed psychological counseling and testing for all the students in the school, the head teacher reported the news to the old nun who adopted Zongjiu. The head teacher said that the school would not accept such a marginalized existence, and gently persuaded the old nun to take the eleven-year-old Zongjiu home.

From that moment on, Zong Jiu knew that he was different from others.

He pursues excitement more than life and death. Rather than following the rules that ordinary people should abide by, he prefers to ignore or break them instead of following them step by step. He prefers being alone to having an intimate relationship or unnecessary communication.

Speaking of which, Zongjiu has to thank magic.

Without magic, he might not be like this.

Just like now, including after he first discovered the clues alone, Zongjiu didn't even plan to tell anyone because of his lack of basic trust in people.

And now... I think of the ninety-eight smiling faces in the class just now.

For some reason, Zong Jiu, who had been watching like an outsider, seemed to be pulled in.

The white-haired magician sighed slightly in his heart.

He already vaguely understood Zhuge An's intention of letting him come to this collective copy.

I have to say, No.3 is terrible at judging people. Even if Zong Jiu didn't say anything, he had already seen clues.

In a daze, those rough hands fell on his head again.

"If you can't find a target that can be used as a chain, then respond to the expectations of others."

Turning the corner of the shadow cut by the sun, Zongjiu pulled out a tarot card from his pocket.

The Tarot card representing no.2 Vandro is the fourth Major Arcana, the emperor in his rightful place.

After ruling out the possibility of demonic manipulation, the magician put it back into the system backpack.

There are red letters on a white background hanging on the wall not far away, indicating that this is Class 1.

It is now recess time, but there is no one in the corridor of Class 1.

Only the trainees from Class Two were basking in the sun outside, holding a teaching aid book in their hands and reading attentively.

As soon as the white-haired young man walked over, he immediately attracted the attention of the trainees from other classes.

Not to mention that the class with the highest average score in the whole grade is still studying hard, the other classes that are not up to standard will only study harder. There is no difference at all between class time and class time. They are all busy studying, and there are very few trainees from other classes wandering around to join classes.

What's more, the person who comes to join the class is a new trainee who has been in the spotlight recently, a serious third grader.

"Why did the magician suddenly go to class one?"

Trainees from other classes whispered in the corridor, "Who doesn't know that Class 1 has the strictest rules? Normally, after class, you are only allowed to fetch water or take a walk, and you are not allowed to take a step outside the classroom."

They watched the white-haired magician knock on a group of glass windows, looking like he was looking for someone.

"Yes, even if another class goes to Class 1 to find someone, they have to wait until free time. If the magician really wants to find someone, his trip will probably be in vain."

However, a minute later, the trainees standing in the corridor were shocked.

The door to class one opened.

Not only did it open, the man who came out was also tall, with gray hair and red eyes, and an extremely fierce temperament about him.

He nodded to the magician, and the two of them turned a corner and walked side by side towards the stairwell.

When the blue and white school uniforms of the two people disappeared around the corner of the stairs, someone tremblingly said.

"Then...isn't that number 2?"

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There was silence between the two, but it didn't seem awkward.

They walked up the stairs until they reached the rooftop of the top floor of the teaching building.

The rooftop of No. 1 Middle School is on the sixth floor. It is paved with thick cement and is only surrounded by a rusty iron railing. There are gaps in the corners, as if it had been torn off by life. Average.

The school has no intention of renovating the rooftop. After all, no matter whether it is surrounded or not, it cannot stop the students who really want to jump from here.

The weather today is still gloomy and there is no daylight.

Fanzhuo was the first to speak, "You came to me for something?"

Zongjiu nodded.

He took out the tattered diary from the exercise book he was holding.

After Class 9 got clues about the diary, Zongjiu didn't let anyone in the class tell them.

So this week, many people have heard the news that Class 9 found a diary.

The strange thing is that 101 has no intention of holding another squad leader meeting for this purpose.

The person who holds the meeting every time is No. 2. The always cold and indifferent No. 8 Dark Wizard is obviously too lazy to take care of things. No. 10 Tsuchimikado doesn't have enough time to study. He is about to go bald and is not in the mood. Never mind that.

So no.2 is not held, and 101 is like nothing happened.

In addition, there have been some rumors from other classes in the past few days, and several classes seem to have discovered clues.

Zong Jiu thought the same thing. There was no way that there were nine classes in the entire grade, and only Class 9 was the chosen one. According to the horror dungeon routine, each class has a clue, which is the most reasonable.

After these days of observation, Zongjiu can basically classify Fan Zhuo into the lawful camp.

People cannot be judged by their appearance. Who would have thought that a half-vampire, the boss of the Night Clan, a commander who looked like he had just stepped out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, would be of the lawful camp.

Originally, Zongjiu could slowly explore on his own, but now, perhaps in order to make those idiots in Class 9 laugh even more foolishly, Zongjiu decided to take the initiative and find a few allies.

Everyone else has to study hard, and these things can only be done by the third grader.

Among so many allies, No. 2, who has high position, weight and prestige, is undoubtedly the best solution.

As expected, after listening to what he said, Fan Zhuo's expression was not surprising.

This time, the leader of the Night Clan reduced the conversation to business matters and looked serious.

Zongjiu admires No.2's business-like attitude very much.

After all, he kept himself separate from the original owner, and he didn’t want the other person to see him wearing any unnecessary filters.

"The reason why I didn't hold a squad leader meeting... I believe you know it well."

Yes, there are too many variables in dormitory 101, such as Class 5 and Class 10, who are gradually showing their tendencies.

In this case, sharing information can easily lead to the incident before the first monthly exam.

"That's not important, what's important is cooperation."

The white-haired young man took his hand out of his pocket and said, "You and I both know that this copy is far from being as simple as it appears. If intelligence is not shared, a lot of information will be missed."

As expected, Fanzhuo readily agreed to the request for information sharing.

The two exchanged intelligence items directly on the rooftop. No. 2 gave him an old letter found in the crack of the class door, and Zong Jiu gave him a diary and graduation photos.

"If you haven't looked for me, I plan to look for you soon."

After the exchange was completed, Fanzhuo paused, "Until now, after seeing that you are still the same as before, I am completely relieved."

He added: "If my aunt in heaven knows that you are still as kind as before, she will definitely be pleased."

Zongjiu: "..."

He looked at the back of No. 2 leaving the rooftop, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

It can be seen from this that the original owner really left an indelible beauty filter for this Mr. Vandro when he was a child. Even after so many years, the kindness of his sweetheart and sweetheart still remains in his heart.

Of course soon, Zongjiu didn’t want to say anything.

Because just when he lowered his head to open this new clue, an unscrupulous and lingering gaze climbed up his back again.

Zong Jiu's hand holding the envelope paused, his eyes were like daggers, and he raised his head keenly.

Sure enough, in the shadow next to the rooftop wall, a dark and slender figure was leaning there lazily.

In the man's hand, puppet threads were flying and jumping, and his fingers were entangled, as if he was preparing the fate of the next unlucky person.

The moment Zong Jiu looked over, the black-haired demon immediately lost his bored expression, and his dark golden pupils suddenly became full of interest.

He turned his head with a smile and said hello to the white-haired magician standing not far away.

"Hi."

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