The black dots in the sky gradually became larger, and they flew into the campus under the gaze of countless people. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The helicopter flew towards the gymnasium, hovering in the sky, and then slowly landed, landing outside the gymnasium at Qixing Academy.

The strong wind brought by the rotation of the wings blew up the dust on the ground, and the two masked criminals at the entrance of the gymnasium looked at the man who jumped from the helicopter and breathed a sigh of relief.

Unlike them, the person who came did not have any costumes, and the face and clothes on his body were the same as the agreed touch, so that the next escape plan could be carried out normally.

The TV broadcast screen has finally changed, and the short criminal saw the arrival of the 'driver' and announced in a very happy tone: "The game is over, and it's finally time to announce the results." ”

The gymnasium, which had been quiet for a while, was heard again.

Crying, a different cry slowly reached the ears of the criminal, and this time he did not stop, and there was only excitement and excitement in the eyes of the people who looked at them.

The middle-aged man who walked into the gymnasium in a cry also came to the podium, and at the same time, the criminals from the two exits also came over.

It seems that this gives people a chance to escape, but the few gas canisters placed at the door, as well as the guns in the hands of criminals, make people dare not act rashly.

Under everyone's gaze, the short criminal smiled strangely, "The result of the vote ...... The group with the highest number of votes was ......"

"Down!"

"Hee-hee, there are no surprises at all, it's really a regrettable choice."

"The inferior got 374 votes."

"The middle class gets 150 votes."

"The superior got 358 votes."

"See, that's the real thing."

The short criminal's tone was very sarcastic, and he looked at the joy in the eyes of the chosen superior and middle people, such a result was actually not unexpected, and even in their expectation, he suddenly smiled: "People see crazy hounds, but forget the owner of the domesticated hound, maybe it is too well hidden, or maybe it is the most hated standard, there is always a substitute." ”

"But it doesn't matter, contrary to the crowd voting, the selected children have new ideas."

"All the votes were concentrated on 32 people."

"15 are superior, 4 are medium, and 13 are inferior."

"It's an interesting result, it's a bit different from our 20:5:5 result, but it's an interesting result."

"What's even more interesting is that most of the children in the upper group and the children in the lower group wrote about their classmates in the same camp."

"Maybe they all think that their group will be the one who is among the others, so they ...... As long as it's not me. ”

"As long as it's not me, I can ......"

"Now let's take a little bit of the real-name system, Lee Zhen-chun, the only son of Liberal MP Lee Zhen-hsiung, voted for a certain ...... of S Company"

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"As long as it's not me, I can ......"

Han Zhongshuo looked at the picture on the display screen, and his expression changed suddenly.

"No, no......"

"What's wrong, Prosecutor Han?" The colleague on the side asked, his expression a little puzzled.

Looking at the criminals who suddenly announced their real names, Han Zhongshuo realized that something was wrong, they had always believed that the criminals were going to kill in front of the TV, and at the same time convey negative ideas, and frantically return the harm caused by the world to the world.

But now the situation has become a little weird, and this kind of action is simply redundant.

"Surprised by these results?"

"Children, don't be so surprised, this is the world you are facing, in the real world no one will protect you, no one will pity you, no one will ......"

"Why is it that in the end it is not the powerful, not the superior who is chosen? Why are the most chosen people still inferior? ”

"Because the quantity is ......"

"What percentage of the elite are in this school? How many people have been bullied and persecuted by them? “

"And what about the proportions of the other two classes?"

"As much as I would love to win or lose on thin ice, it's a shame that that's just self-defeating."

"No matter how hard you try, you are at the bottom of this world, not because you are not good, but because your group has been decided in the general environment."

"So, there's only one thing you have to learn...... Protect yourself. ”

"And learn to be above the world, not at the mercy of it."

"And this voting game, tells us...... Don't trust anyone. ”

"In the end, we used blood to make everyone remember this lesson, although it is not 20:5:5, but 32 is also a good number."

"Begin the execution."

Maybe some of the people in front of the TV can't understand the results of the poll, but the teachers and students in the school do.

Among the so-called upper, middle and lower 99 people, 33 people are basically people with good reviews in the school, and less than 30% have negative news.

On the contrary, the 33 people in the lower middle school, except for 30% of the students who are ordinary enough to only study, are mostly students at the level of campus gangsters.

In a crisis, students don't think about how much profound meaning there is, they only think of the person who bullied them, or saw the person who bullied others.

Just like the name written by Park Ji-yeon in tears, in desperation, people will choose only the worst for me, and I think the worst.

This is not a place of struggle between politicians and people, this is just ...... School.

Han Zhongshuo couldn't figure out the special meaning of this, but his inner uneasiness was expanding infinitely.

In the picture, the five criminals stand together, and the 32 people are named first......

Some of the students in the picture are sitting on the ground crying frantically, and some are breaking down and running away and are hit by bullets.

Han Zhongshuo put his doubts behind him and directly gave the order to act, but his eyes were still staring at the monitor, his eyes focused on the only middle-aged man who was not fully armed.

It is ridiculous to pin hope on a prisoner, but if this hope is translated into reality, there is a great possibility that the tragedy of this moment will be prevented.

"Bang!!"

Another gunshot rang out, accompanied by the excited expressions of Han Zhongshuo and the others.

………………

The school gate slowly opened, and the police began to act, but in an instant, the police invaded the school's surveillance system, in fact, if it were not for the fear of stimulating the criminals in the gymnasium, the police could indeed make all kinds of attempts.

The police's SWAT team drove three modified bulletproof vehicles into the campus one after another, while the snipers on the top floor attacked again.

While the attention of the sniper is attracted by the police, the campus has often begun to invade from all directions, and the two SWAT officers hidden in the helicopter have also rushed to the gymnasium.

In this crazy situation, in the monitoring room of the main entrance teaching building, the criminal wearing the mask watched the screen on the monitor disappear, and immediately grabbed the pistol and walked out.

But as if he remembered something, he looked at Lin Ming: "Make good use of the power in your hands, if you miss today, you can only play the role of garbage forever, and they will fly higher and higher, fly farther and farther, and still laugh at you when they stand in the sky." ”

The criminal opened the door and walked out directly, while Lin Mingyi's expression was very flat, and the others were frightened, crying, and begging for mercy.

But at this moment, the criminal who had just walked out of the door let out a scream......

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Park Hae-young wanted to hide but didn't know where to hide, there were snipers on the top floor, and there were cameras in the door and stairwell in the building, and the criminals were at the gate, so at the moment of leaving the room, Park Hae-young chose to enter the office next to him.

Wanting to live, wanting to get out of this school alive, this is the highest priority in Park Hae-young's mind.

As a child who has a strong interest in the police profession and has been addicted to various mystery crime novels, film and television dramas for a long time, Park Hae-young has good logical reasoning ability, and has a flexible brain and is very smart.

So I hid in the office and thought about it for a while, and came to the conclusion that if I wanted to live, if I hid like this, I had a good chance of surviving.

Since the criminal didn't search for himself when he returned to the room, it proves that he won't do it in the future, so as long as he hides well, he can live.

But thinking that in the next room, there was also his classmate, Lin Mingyi, who was armed with a firearm, and there were all kinds of thoughts and thoughts floating in his heart.

Park Haeyoung is not stupid, or that boys of this age are not stupid, maybe everyone will say that girls are less emotionally precocious and more precocious, but this precociousness is only a kind of wisdom.

Lin Ming will kill those who have bullied him, and this is what may or will happen next. Although Park Hae-young felt for a moment that those people were self-inflicted, she still thought that such a thing should not be allowed to happen.

So Park Hae-young rummaged hard in the classroom, and finally found a sharp fruit knife with a blade of about 10 centimeters in a teacher's work.

Holding the fruit knife tightly in his hand, Park Hae-young struggled inwardly, and he seemed to waver under the conflict of fear and personal beliefs.

Neither the criminals nor the people in the house had much to do with him.

Although those guys were in the same class as him, and they did meet in private, they were more likely to meet several times at parties or events because of family business factors.

Park Hae-young doesn't want to take risks for these people, as long as she hides well, there is a good chance that she can survive......

This is Park Hae-young's truest thoughts, but it conflicts with emotions......

In the midst of this sway, Park Hae-young heard the sound of helicopters, followed by gunshots and cars roaring in the distance through the window.

At that moment, a strange scene appeared in Park Hae-young's mind, that is, Lin Mingyi was standing in a pool of blood with a pistol, and the corpses on the ground were none other than his classmates.

Then Lin Mingyi appeared when he let go and let himself escape.

"School Violence ......"

A lot of things suddenly flashed through Park Hae-young's mind, he was just interested in the profession of the police, which can also be called a small dream, he was only 16 years old this year, and he didn't think about anything deeper.

Park Hae-young's gaze fell through the window on the corpse on the ground in the distance.

"Is that the police?"

If it's really a dream......

At this moment, Park Hae-young suddenly realized that he had never really realized what kind of profession a police officer was, and his love came from stories, from the propaganda in newspapers and magazines, especially the genius of the police world.

There is a lot of invisible violence on this campus, and he knows this very well, and he has seen a lot.

But most of the time, Park Hae-young, like most people, pretends not to see it, pretends to have nothing to do with him, and only sometimes speaks out to stop it when those people are too much, or when he really can't see it.

But more often than not, I just pretend I can't see it, and I never really take it to heart.

At this moment, Park Hae-young suddenly thought of the picture about Lin Ming-il, and then his mind began to grow wildly, thinking about problems in a more mature way.

"Help ......"

"Lin Mingyi ......"

Park Hae-young stood up and walked out with a determined expression, but both legs were a little activated.

But Park Hae-young realized one thing at this moment.

Both in the past and in the present.

No one in need of help has changed, even with a murder weapon in his hand that can kill someone.

"Future Officer Park, don't be afraid of ......"

"You can ......"

"You can ...... it"

"Don't be afraid, don't tremble......"

"You're doing what you need to do, the right choice......"

Squeak!

Standing on the left side of the door, Park Hae-young, who was trembling wildly, shook her hands with a fruit knife like an epileptic patient.

He wanted to escape, but there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart, and there was even a trace of self-blame rooted in his heart.

There was the sound of the door opening in her ears, Park Hae-young's eyes jumped wildly, and finally gritted her teeth and squatted down, clutching the fruit knife with both hands.

The door slowly opened, and a foot in a high-top combat boot stepped out first, a dark shadow blocking the light from the room, and his head was looking at his left passage.

The door opens inward, from right to left.

In this case, when the door is opened, which side will the person who opens the door look at first?

The answer was on the side where the entrance was located, which was to the left hand side of the prisoner. Park Hae-young also chose the left-hand side, but it was the prisoner's right-hand side.

The blood seemed to rush to his head in an instant, and Park Hae-young's not too tall body burst out with infinite power at this moment, and he couldn't tell where this power came from, but he stopped trembling, held the fruit knife in both hands, and delivered a desperate blow.

Poof!

"Ah!!h

A sharp fruit knife, from the bottom up, is inserted directly into the enemy's neck, deep into it.

Park Hae-young also let out a shout, reached out and pulled back the fruit knife, and slashed towards the opponent's right hand.

"Bang!!"