We are not familiar with the teacher who died, but he was the teacher in charge of the security of the forest camp, and the staff and civilian clothes in the camp were under his jurisdiction.

In layman's terms, he should be regarded as the head of the school's security section.

Of course, in this school under the training department of the Tianji Department, of course, such a title cannot be used.

But in essence, it is.

Such a person is a very powerful master in his own right, and the C-level students are very different from him.

But such a teacher, who was in charge of security work, was actually killed in the field a mile away from the school camp last night.

The teacher's body was found by the students who returned late, so the situation at the scene was circulated.

It is said that his whole body was curled up in a ball, and his body seemed to shrink in a circle, and then a hole was broken in the back of his head, and the skull that was originally full of brains was empty, and his brain was gone, and there was not a trace of blood around him, if it wasn't for the corpse in the grass when someone passed by, he tripped and fell on the corpse in the grass, maybe no one would have found it.

The brain is gone.

It's so horrible that we've been back so late for so long, and there are still people who have been together for a long time to discuss it.

No one else knows how powerful the teacher in charge of security is, but I, who is good at looking at kung fu, does.

If you compare it with a night walker, I think I'm afraid it's at least a big demon-level strength Of course, within the Heavenly Machine Department, there is also a whole set of evaluations for cultivators, heaven and earth Xuanhuang or something, but I don't know much about these, so there is no way to refer to them.

In a word, as a cultivator of the Great Demon level, he passed away without a word, and this matter, whether it is the impact on the school or the students, is very great.

How big is its impact?

If it was before, so late, and there were still such a large number of people gathered outside, I am afraid that a teacher from the school would come to pick people up.

But now, the school has no time to think about it.

At this time, we had just chatted a few words, and a staff member of the training camp walked over to this side and said to Li An'an: "Please come with me, the school will call all the class cadres to the conference room for a meeting"

Li An'an nodded, waved at us, and then turned to leave.

The meeting lasted until late at night, and it didn't end, and at one o'clock in the morning, someone came and told all the students to go back to sleep.

If, after a quarter of an hour, anyone who gathers and lingers outside will be deducted points.

And it's heavy.

In a simple word, all the unruly students were subdued.

At this time, no one dares to ignore evaluations.

Because the lower the evaluation, the fewer resources you will get, and the fewer resources you have, the more difficult it will be to stick to the rest of the training process, which is really daunting.

If it was at the beginning, everyone might not be so persistent, thinking that if it doesn't work, it won't work, it's nothing more than a matter of face.

But the problem is that most of the training camp's schedule has passed, and it has been insisted on for so long, so it is owed to the last tremor, and those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety, and no one wants to drop the chain halfway, so they can only grit their teeth and continue to carry it.

However, because of this evaluation system, the strong are always strong, and the more they are in the forefront, the faster they grow.

In just over a month, everyone's temperament has been completely different from when they first came in.

These are all honed by brutal training.

The next day, everyone got up, the same morning exercise, the same cross-country and class, but the atmosphere became very depressing.

Everyone looks at others and is full of suspicion and distrust, especially when walking in the Nordic Country, many students with a relatively lonely personality can even keep their distance from others and dare not get closer.

After a few days, the atmosphere gradually eased.

And on the fourth day after the teacher's death, it happened that Teacher Yang Lin gave a big lesson to all the students of our advanced research class.

In this class, he explained to us the true meaning of the Mad Devil Stick Method.

The mad devil stick method is a kind of stick method from Songshan Shaolin, which is famous for its strength and fierceness, and the Shaolin stick monk practices this method more.

It is changeable, but ever-changing, it is exquisite, it is "splitting and hanging and stirring up the point to collapse and pick the cover to smash, the circle is blocked and sliding, and the chopping and searching is picked", back and forth, quite subtle, and Yang Lin teacher such a gun stick in the mouth of everyone, and give us the actual drill demonstration, it is really exciting, quite feeling.

No matter what others think, for me, I was engrossed in the lesson, and I was always eager to try, just waiting for the teacher to call someone to feed, and I went up to talk to him.

However, at this time, a team of people suddenly came from diagonally opposite, and the leading one was none other than Zhao Lao.

Mr. Zhao took several teachers from the school, including Mr. Tan, the head teacher, Mr. Zhao, and Mr. Zhao, the logistics teacher, as well as several members of the task force.

They came to Wang Daming, the leader of the basic class, Zhao Lao had a black face, pointed at Wang Daming who looked confused, and said, "Is it him?" ”

A black-faced task force member said, "Yes. ”

Zhao Lao shouted: "Take him down." ”

Several people stepped forward, but Wang Daming came back to his senses at this time, jumped back, and then shouted loudly: "What do you want to do?" ”

The black-faced member of the task force shouted: "Wang Daming, you killed your classmates in a row, and then attacked the school's security teacher, your hands were bloody and full of crimes, and now the facts are in front of you, do you still want to resist?" ”

Wang Daming's eyes widened and he said, "I killed my classmates? Killing a teacher? What kind of is this, when have I ever done something like this? ”

The members of the task force said coldly: "We found the hair and skin of the deceased under your bed, as well as connective tissue, and the most important thing is that in your alley, we found the skulls of three deceased, which were ground into beads by you, engraved with runes, and refined into magic weapons, the facts and evidence are in front of you, do you dare to quibble?" ”

Wang Daming shouted angrily: "I was wronged, I was framed, I was framed, someone must have framed me." ”

At this moment, four or five people had rushed up and pressed him to the ground.

And even so, Wang Daming is still struggling.

A black face walked up, stared at Wang Daming who was struggling on the ground, and said coldly: "Framed? Planted? If we don't have any physical evidence, will we do it to you?"

Hearing the words, a person walked out of the ranks of students.

I looked at the other party and saw that he was a student of the basic class, and the advanced research class was divided into three classes, almost twenty people in each class, and it was no problem to say that the face was familiar, but if you recognized them all, it was still a little difficult.

After all, our daily training tasks are too heavy, and we don't have the time and energy to deal with everyone, and everyone is only more familiar with the small class or group members they are in.

But the reason why I know this person, and I have some impressions, is more because he is often with Shang Liang, Wang Yan and others.

That Tian Dezhi came out of the crowd, stepped forward, bowed towards Zhao Lao, and bowed to the black-faced man.

The black face pointed to Wang Daming on the ground and said, "You can talk about it." ”

Tian Dezhi glanced at Wang Daming, licked his lips, and then said: "I am in the same room as Brother Daming, oh, no, Wang Daming, I found that he has nocturnal wandering syndrome, and he will sit up and talk by himself every day, and he doesn't know what he is talking about, I call him, he shouldn't, he has to toss for half an hour to more than an hour every day before resting, and sometimes, he will run out by himself."

Blackface asked, "How many times did he run out?" ”

Tian Dezhi said decisively: "There are three times in total. ”

Blackface asked, "When is it?" ”

Tian Dezhi reported three dates, and when he finished speaking, everyone took a breath of cool air.

These three dates actually overlap with the time of the three homicides.

Same.

Tian Dezhi asked a few more words, then stared at Wang Daming on the ground and said, "Do you have anything else you want to say?" ”

Wang Daming was silent, and after a while, he suddenly raised his head and scolded Tian Dezhi angrily: "Tian Xiaozi, you shit, I am so good to you, you actually framed me, I hate it, you shit."

He scolded, became angry, his face was flushed, green tendons came out, and the whole person was in a state of extreme collapse, which made people feel that Wang Daming was probably not the murderer.

A person who can be elected as the deputy class leader and be responsible for the work of a small class must have a deep background and origins.

How can such a person kill people for no reason?

However, at this time, Zhao Lao set the tone: "Wang Daming, don't make trouble, maybe in your main consciousness, you feel that you have not killed anyone, and you have not done anything wrong, but what are you like subconsciously?" Do you kill people when you sleepwalk? Or is there a demon living in your body? You don't know any of this, do you? ”

Yes?

Hearing this, Wang Daming, who was originally struggling frantically, finally stopped.

His eyes were red, and he stared at Zhao Lao in front of him, and after a long time, he lowered his head, and then said in a low voice: "I, I didn't kill anyone." I have been wronged. ”

"Take it away!"

Seeing that he had accepted his fate, Zhao Lao didn't say anything more, waved his hand, and asked people to take him away.

Then, he looked at the students and said calmly: "Okay, the matter is over, all of you, still put your mind on studying, and in a few days, it will be the final stage of the training camp, that is, the actual combat exercise. So, let's do it. ”