The next day at school, I went to the staff office and handed Sakiya's leave slip to her homeroom teacher. In our school, the homeroom teacher is usually the teacher of the main subject, who is responsible for the teaching of related subjects in other classes in the same grade. In addition, the class teachers and the grade directors share the same office, so for the students of the same grade, even if they are not their own class teachers, they are very familiar.

The homeroom teacher in Sakura's night class is a man in his mid-thirties, named Kuwabara, who is in charge of chemistry class. Being able to take on the role of class teacher at this age is not common in this school. He has an old complexion, medium build, and a rugged personality, and is known to be a good talker.

"Sakiya-san's sick, so there's no way around it. Let her rest well. Teacher Kuwabara took the leave slip and read it carefully, "I didn't expect it to be you who helped her talk, are you familiar with each other?" ”

"I'm not very familiar with each other, but I met when I was a freshman in high school."

"Oh......" Kuwabara Sensei didn't ask, and put the leave slip in the drawer, "She has a more introverted personality and has fewer friends, you are from the student council, so you need to help her more." ”

"That's good, teacher."

I was about to say goodbye, but I was stopped by my homeroom teacher. She pulled out a notice from a drawer and showed it to me.

"Gao Chuan-shang, do you know the prophecy of the end of the world in 1999?"

"Yes." I was a little surprised to hear this, and my eyes fell on the notice and I realized that it was a directive on how to clean up after-school activities.

"Can you believe it?"

"Isn't that superstition?"

"Ah, superstitious or not, in short, don't get involved. Recently, the world has been unstable, and the crime rate has been rising steadily, which has increased the arrogance of the cult organization to deceive people. There seem to be some students in our school who participate in some inexplicable underground groups, you try to look it up, you can persuade if you can, and if you can't, make a list for me. Take this notice to the squad leader and ask her to organize a propaganda campaign on the dangers of cults in the near future. ”

"Know, teacher."

"The student council will also have a meeting on this issue after school today, so remember not to be absent."

I said again and again, took the notice and returned to the classroom. I didn't expect the impact of the doomsday prophecy in the world to be so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the school's concerns were understandable, so they took action before the situation deteriorated. But it seems to be a little late.,On the surface, the campus is calm.,It's just rumors that students have joined an underground cult.,But in fact, many students have been involved in the apocalyptic fantasy.,Although the only ones who seem to come out alive are me and Senior Shirai.。

I have a strong hunch that these underground organizations that have sprung up like mushrooms are not all deceptive gangs. Once you have experienced that strange world, you will have no doubt about the arrival of the end of the world. As long as you have the gray stone that can strengthen the quality of the human body, and the magic pattern messenger as a strengthened specimen, it is even easier to collect the believers.

It reminds me of the hat men I met yesterday, and I finally understand where their weirdness comes from. Those people are not ordinary thugs, nor are they **thugs, judging by the slogans they shouted, they are obviously members of a cult organization, a group of crazy people with paranoid beliefs.

They seem to believe that they have the strength to be invulnerable when they drink the mysterious potion.

I don't know if this is a delusion that the potion created for them, or if they did practice it. It is undeniable that after drinking the potion, their motor function has been greatly improved. But judging from their initial performance as ordinary people, it is only a temporary improvement.

Still, I have to suspect that the mystical potion has something to do with Greystone.

Greystone can permanently improve physical fitness, but only the Demonic Emissary can make Greystone, so there must not be too many of them. The limestone is diluted through a special preparation to make a medicine that can temporarily increase the amount of force, but it is more suitable for expanding the effect.

Given the presence of cultists taking this potion in the vicinity, it is further hypothesized that perhaps some of our students have been involved in this mysterious sect. The drug may have begun to spread among the students involved.

At the same time, considering the lack of visibility of this sect, it is a testament to the meticulous and careful nature of its structure and actions. In this case, the mystical elixir is a precious item that must be distributed by a dedicated regional leader. Moreover, there is a high probability that this potion will be added to the addictive effect, and members must make sufficient contributions in order to obtain the potion except for the initial time.

No matter what kind of underground sect organization, it will always give top priority to continuously expanding its membership and influence. For students, the easiest way to get enough contribution points is to guide the people around them to join.

They will observe, sift, tempt, and test to ensure the success rate of persuasion. It is impossible to completely bury the traces in this series of operations, just pay attention to the observation and catch their tails.

And Senior Shirai, who was once a missing person, but his quality has greatly increased after returning, is naturally as dazzling as a torch.

"Gao Chuan, you come to do this question." The math teacher's voice pulled me out of the thinking machine.

Bajing gently moved the textbook and pointed out the example questions just mentioned. I don't need to, but I'm grateful. I am not a genius, and I naturally have my own ability to stand out in a key high school with the first goal of going on to higher education.

Although most of my time at school seems to be occupied by student council work and extracurricular activities, I would concentrate on studying until 12 o'clock when I got home in the evening. Besides, I have already previewed this question a week in advance, and even if I am caught by the teacher, I can write the answer process on the blackboard very smoothly.

"Well done." The math teacher said expressionlessly, and then turned to the students, "Do you all see clearly what Takakawa-san did?" ”

"Yes."

"See clearly."

The scattered voices below replied lazily.

"Don't get distracted in class." When I stepped down, my math teacher warned me about it.

Back to the desk.

"You've got a hand." Hakkei pushed the sketchbook over, and it read, "What were you thinking just now?" ”

"I'm thinking about Shirai-san."

“？”

"I think he joined the cult."

Hachijing gave me a serious look, and his usually quiet face changed slightly.

"I think so too." She wrote on the paper: "Recently we have been investigating him, will you come with you?" ”

"We?"

"Come with me after school and you'll find out." She ignored me when she wrote this, even though I explained that I was going to an important student council meeting after school.

She didn't say anything to me until after class.

During recess, Sakuya's best friend Morino came to the door.

"Where's Sakiya?" As soon as they met, they were cross-examined as if they were interrogating abductors.

In fact, I was also a little puzzled that Sakiya didn't contact her. They have always been inseparable friends.

"Why are you asking me about Sakuya?" I said quietly.

"You gave her leave slip to the teacher." Mori stared at me angrily, and to be honest, I didn't understand why she was angry about her. Is it because Sakiya didn't notify her in the first place? That's too small-bellied.

"Since she's sick, she should stay at home." I replied to Morino, but I quickly realized that I had overlooked a question: "It seems that you think she is not at home, how do you know Lu Dao?" Have you been to her? ”

Morino frowned.

"I couldn't get through to her mobile phone, and I called her home, but no one answered." Despite what she said, I felt that something was wrong.

But she didn't dwell on it anymore.

"If you see her...... Forget it, I'll find her. Morino dropped the sentence and returned to his class.

I stood there for a while, then returned to my desk and wrote Morino's name on the analysis report.