The night is getting deeper and deeper.

The gunfire of the fighting has ceased for a long time.

Takahashi South America suddenly went to an unknown place, and the "Water Blue Revolutionary Column" had no intention of killing them all.

The other members had already made contact with Mariko Shinoda, who was in the "collar forbidden area", through the collar of Rina Kawaei, who had been cracked into the sound channel.

Shinoda was the first to do this, naturally, to lift the forced detonation of the "collar forbidden zone" for the other surviving students in Group B in the third year. In other words, from the moment the lifting takes effect, all students can freely enter and exit the so-called "collar forbidden area" in the official state, and no longer have to worry about the Rausch on their necks blowing up the major arteries.

Of course, the news was also communicated to everyone through their collars, and they were summoned to the location of the abandoned auto repair warehouse in an attempt to make a big move.

The successful cracking of the collar also made the official loss of surveillance of the collar - Maeda Dunzi and Shinoda Mariko cracked it at the same time, and made some regular fake data sources that continued to be sent to the data center.

But sooner or later, this method will be discovered and recognized by the "game controllers", and this time difference is the final preparation time for the girls to launch a final counterattack!

Regarding Takahashi South America's disposition, although everyone has declared that they support Shinoda's judgment and choice, they will not be held responsible for the status quo for the time being. However, a few members were visibly reserved, and there was a hint of undetectable killing intent in their eyes.

It's understandable - whose heart is not dripping blood when the closest best friend is mercilessly slashed by this demon killer with a butcher's knife?

It is no exaggeration to say that more than half of the members want to deal with this bloody murderer with their own hands, but the enemy is at present, and it is necessary to recognize the situation and weigh the priorities.

The most urgent task at the moment is to negotiate with the "game organizer", the head teacher Takeshi Nishino, and the minions he leads.

However, one side of the two sides is the organizer and the other side is the participant, and they are not on the same level at all, and there is a huge difference in strength. In this way, we can only take risks and use "strength" to fight for the right to speak.

The "Radical Caterpillar" has been assembled and commissioned, and even a scaled-down version of it, the "Angry Little Bug" to prove that this big killer is not a bluff, has been prepared.

The next action is to put the two "chips" in place.

Because of the peculiarity of the geographical location, the abandoned auto repair warehouse is located in the control center - the upper hand position of the abandoned school, and has a height advantage of nearly five meters above sea level.

Therefore, the more feasible method is to allow the "caterpillar" to shoot to the control center through the pulley device in a cableway-like guiding method, and then detonate and destroy the target.

After a sudden battle with the hostile elements just now, the eight-man column took turns on duty to rest for a while, and after recovering some physical strength, it began to hold a plenary meeting to discuss the details of the preparations.

In the meantime, some classmates from other places who received the notice rushed to the warehouse to meet the eight people, and after seeing each other, they still had to sigh and sigh.

……

At the same time, command headquarters in the control center not far away.

A young night attendant was nervously staring at the surveillance screen.

He lifted his glasses, picked up his white bone china mug, and brought the mellow coffee to his lips.

This is already the third cup of coffee of the night.

The mug is printed with a white dove flying out of the church window, and the back of the dove and the round window frame form a sign of "peace".

The light shines through the silhouette of the dove, making it relaxing and calming.

It was because of this unique design that the man with glasses bought him without hesitation, and he was inseparable.

Only by looking at the cup and drinking something from the cup could he confirm that he was still conscious.

Data and line charts are boring, and can even make people sleepy.

If it weren't for my beloved mug, I'm afraid I would have been defeated by the Sandman a long time ago.

Fortunately, the entire "mission" was only forty-eight hours, and now two-thirds of the overall progress has been carried out. Judging from his rich service experience, this time the scene will be more than ten hours at best, not even that long, and the entire task will be completed.

Since the launch of the "Desert Island Survival Game" of the "Purification System", the results of various "games" are nothing more than the following situations:

One, the "game" ended early. This means that the whole team goes toiled to each other, with the single winner coming out on top before the allotted time.

Second, the winner has not yet been decided at the end of the "game" time. The purification system's program initiates the process of total extermination, and the collars of all survivors explode at the same time.

Three, the last two survivors of the "game" before the end time died at the hands of each other at the same time. If there is no winner, it is equivalent to the death of all members.

Without exception, all hits.

This time, the "participants" were quite decent, everything went smoothly, and there was no random detonation of the collar.

Otherwise, it's a bit unbearable to perform the operation called "Wheel of Fortune".

Man is a strange creature, he can laugh or cry in the sun, he can be well-dressed or cold-blooded.

The key is to see what kind of environment they put in and what kind of bait they are applied. There are no eternal friends and foes, only eternal risks and benefits.

He doesn't know how many times he has seen this kind of scene of lovers turning against each other and friends harming themselves during his duties, so it can be said that the "participants" become crazy, and they just need to show them their conflicts of interest unabashedly. This is much more effective than injecting adrenaline into mice in biological experiments!

The brutal evolution of nature measured in hundreds of millions of years still applies to humans.

The man with glasses is employed by this extremely secret agency, nothing more than that the remuneration is quite generous. As for the content of the work, there are provisions in the agreement, as long as they are unconditionally complied with.

He never forgot the words printed on the title page:

Cheerful, vibrant, happy, is our future!

Well, I have a very good appetite for myself.

The flat head who was on the night shift with him was still lying on the workbench and snoring, because he was supposed to rest during the day when he was supposed to play cards, so only in this way could he resist the attack of the sleeping demon.

Fortunately, the bosses are not here at this time.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat and walk away!

The man in glasses yawned widely, and his eyelids unconsciously closed together.

Maybe it was only a dozen seconds later, or maybe dozens of seconds, and he opened his eyes again to find that his beloved mug was not on the table.

Monstrous absurdity!

As he searched around, he found a middle-aged man in tracksuit beside him, staring at the surveillance screen without saying a word.

The handle of his beloved mug is holding it in his left hand.

He took a deep sip of his coffee in an exaggerated voice, then steadily placed the mug back on the table.

It's just that the back of the "dove of peace" is imprinted with a very incongruous big lip mark.

The man with glasses immediately woke up the colleague next to him, and at the same time he stood up with a "smack", stood up with a "snap", and reported loudly:

"Report to Chief Nishino, the monitoring results are all normal!"

Then he apologized softly in an inaudible voice: "I'm sorry, I was so sleepy just now, this is ......"

The poor flat head beside him was rudely woken up in a sweet dream, and naturally he was furious, and scolded and shouted: "What a! Lao Tzu has just been happy in Gentle Township, and he was stirred up by your kid, and he was all soaked in the soup! Do you say you are a ...... bastard?"

Before he finished the rest of the sentence, Pingtou saw the expressionless middle-aged man, standing upright as if he had been electrified, his face was grim, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Chief Nishino!"

The sportswear that is slightly blessed is none other than the head teacher and the leader of the game's organizer, Takeshi Nishino!

Uncharacteristically, there was no angry screaming and reprimand, he just pointed to the flickering monitor screen and said softly:

"Thanks to you two, there is a problem with the data! This is a service accident, call the police!"

"Huh? accident?...... Yes, yes!"8)