"A little bit, do you have a way to get a roster of students, the kind with home addresses." Xia Yanzhen said.

"Which class?"

"Whole school." Xia Yanzhen said, "If you can, I want the faculty and staff too." ”

The foreign object does not have to be a student, but a faculty member may be.

"How is this possible?" Ryosuke Nakayama said.

If you want him to make a class roster, he can still do it, after all, he is the school's man of the hour.

Find an excuse to go to the office, help the teacher sort out the materials or something, sneak a copy, and return it early.

But in the whole school, how can he get this thing for a single student?

No matter how popular a person is, he is also a student, and he is not a Chinese young master.

"Then you can help me determine where the relevant information will be placed, and I'll look for it." Xia Yanzhen said.

Ryosuke Nakayama nodded: "That ......"

He wanted to continue to stare at Matsushita Junpei again, hoping that Xia Yanzhen would leave.

"Don't look at it, now our goal is to have more people, not to hang themselves from a tree, to give up an entire forest for a tree." Xia Yanzhen reminded Ryosuke Nakayama.

The words worked, and Ryosuke Nakayama finally gave up Junpei Matsushita, who had succeeded in piquing his interest, for the time being.

Before school in the afternoon, Ryosuke Nakayama found Xia Yanzhen and told him that those things were in the school's data warehouse.

And this data warehouse did not put a sign outside to indicate its purpose.

It's on the first floor, and the door is usually closed.

Everyone should be in the utility room.

"Don't have an electronic profile?" Xia Yanzhen asked.

"I don't know, if there is, it can only be in the computer of the principal's office." Ryosuke Nakayama said.

The electronic roster of a simple class should be able to be found on the teacher's computer.

The whole school has to go to the principal's office or something.

"Hmm." Xia Yanzhen nodded, just know the location.

Until the end of school, nothing happened, and the world's unequaled still did not contact Xia Yanzhen.

Without Yoshida, the class is just a normal routine.

If Yoshida had it, everyone would have laughed at his outrageous behavior.

Go home and wait until ten o'clock in the evening.

Xia Yanzhen changed into a prisoner of darkness and went straight to the school.

Sakurahi's schools, even universities, rarely have dormitories.

High school is almost entirely day school.

Kanna High School is a very ordinary day school, and at night it is empty, and there is not even an old man guarding the door.

It's a little frighteningly quiet.

It is in stark contrast to the bustle of the day.

In the dark, the empty building is indeed easy to form strange stories.

Correspondingly, however, the size of the school is usually not too large because there is no one living in the school.

The land of the island nation is a precious resource.

Infiltrating the school was not a matter at all for Xia Yanzhen, and he didn't need any running and assistance from those walls, so he jumped up, easily jumped, entered the campus, and found the principal's office.

Yes, Xia Yan really planned to look at the computer in the principal's office first.

It is certainly more convenient to have an electronic version than a paper one.

When he came to the principal's office, he directly pushed open the locked door, and Xia Yanzhen came behind the desk to turn on the computer.

The display here is still stuck at the technical level of the big butt convex.

For Xia Yanzhen, who is used to seeing LCD flat panel displays, it is quite uncomfortable.

If you think about it, I was exposed to computers quite early, and I was a little uncomfortable when I switched from a convex monitor to a flat panel monitor in my early years.

"Huh?"

After a little time of booting, Xia Yanzhen ran into a problem.

This computer is fully enabled to require passwords.

“…… 12345？ Xia Yanzhen entered a simple password at will, and it was not opened as he imagined.

Xia Yanzhen is just not a computer novice, and he doesn't know how to solve the password or the password of the old system.

This thing can't be violently destroyed.

Cutting off the power supply, he walked towards the paper warehouse.

While pushing open the locked door, Xia Yanzhen also broke the door lock, leaving clues the next day.

So he deliberately wore disposable plastic transparent gloves that would not leave fingerprints.

The reference room is much more crowded than the principal's room.

Closing the curtains and turning on the light, Xia Yanzhen looked at the messy boxes in the room, and it was very likely that he would not sleep at night.

Twelve.

Outside Xia Yanzhen's residence, a figure wandered, it was the big self of Heidao.

The shadowless figure moved slightly from side to side, looking like it was shaking.

He smiled contorted into the room: "Right now, it's your turn......"

Halfway through the laugh, Kuroshima suddenly stopped.

The expression on his face changed from a distorted smile to a puzzled one, obviously a change in muscles, but it gave people a feeling of mechanical deformation.

"Not there......"

The night wind blew, blowing away this sentence and the figure of the black island ego, and disappeared without a trace.

"The spirit of craftsmanship is good, it is neatly placed regardless of category, and the information is so chaotic that I am not afraid of not finding it."

In the classroom, Xia Yanzhen muttered, and it took a long time to turn through the student roster he wanted.

Once you find the roster, it's a lot easier.

He quickly locked down the home addresses of Daime Kuroshima and the others—it might be a no-show, but it was better than nothing.

"It's a good idea to write down the teacher's address as well."

Xia Yanzhen planned to read more, with his memory, he couldn't remember the names and addresses of all the students in the school overnight, but it was no problem to remember the names, addresses, and looks of the teachers.

"Huh?"

It's just that as time went by, Xia Yanzhen's face changed.

He dropped the information in his hand, rummaged through others, and looked at them carefully.

After a while, he took out several more rosters and carefully compared them.

"One year in Group C, Anritsu is big. The following year, the name disappeared and he was not in all the class rosters.

"Similarly, there are Kumiko Murakami and Mitsuki Tomikura, and there are quite a few of them.

"It's not just this batch of high school students, the last class, the last class are all here and there."

Xia Yanzhen not only turned to the roster of high school students in the past three years, but also the roster left by previous graduates.

The disappearance of quite a few students (names) was discovered.

"No reason was given, and it wasn't transfer student illness – there were too many." In the room, there was only the friction sound of Xia Yanzhen flipping through the papers.

Taking the current senior year of high school as an example, from the first year of high school to the second year of high school, there are enough twenty names that have disappeared.

From the second year of high school to the third year of high school, more than twenty more names disappeared.

Add up to the numbers, and there is already one class.

"The first year of high school has the most, seven classes, and the second year of high school has the same seven, but the third year of high school has one less, only six classes." Xia Yanzhen recalled the number of classes in the school.

At first he didn't care.

Now, combined with the current findings, the problem is immediately apparent.

How can there be a school where the number of classes in the first and third years of high school is different?

Xia Yanzhen casually found a roster for the XXXX school year, and after looking through it, he determined that the number of students in the third year of high school was at least fifty fewer than the number of students in the first year of high school.

Class sizes at Kanna High School are generally between thirty and forty.

The number of students lost is already close to two classes.

What about the students in these two classes? Where did it go?

In three years, the number of students who transferred or dropped out reached one or two classes?

"All these disappeared people are foreign bodies?" Xia Yan really thought about it, and suddenly saw a name - Black Island Big Self.

Xia Yanzhen immediately turned to the page of detailed information.

There is usually a photo posted there.

This is the roster of the first four classes (starting from the sophomore year of high school), and the photos have not been lost or discolored, so you can see it clearly.

Xia Yanzhen saw the photo of Kuroshima's big self, huh...... They don't look the same.

And yet—

Xia Yanzhen flipped through the roster of his class.

Sure enough, the home address filled in by both is the same.

"Junpei Matsushita, let me see." Xia Yanzhen began a large-scale comparison again.

There is no retrieval, so I can only flip it by myself.

After rummaging through them for a while, he determined that these foreign objects had been in the school for a long time.

They will change their appearance, their names, and stay at this Kanna High School for a long time.

And those missing students are their "food"?

Xia Yan was really not sure what had happened to the students who had disappeared from the roster.

To confirm, you need to go to their house.

"Let's look at the teacher again." Xia Yanzhen flipped through the teacher's materials that he was planning to read again.

After reading it.

A total of six teachers were identified – three of whom are currently teaching at the school, but there is no information on their employment.

The other three have no resignation information.

The disappearance and appearance are abrupt.

The connection between the two is that Teacher A is the math teacher of group X in one year, and then the math teacher of group X in the second year suddenly becomes another person B.

Teacher B just replaced Teacher A's work, and even existed.

People can't help but think that the foreign body has changed its appearance and name, and continues its original "work".

Under the influence of unknown forces, no one even noticed the change.

And those who perceive it will probably fall into a frenzied pursuit like Yoshida and Ryosuke Nakayama.

Finally, be on the missing list.

"Will so many people notice? Or will foreign bodies also take the initiative to 'hunt'......" Xia Yanzhen thought, "There should be eight foreign objects now, but you can use the stupidest way to search comprehensively to find more." ”

The stupid way is to listen to the heartbeat.

But even for Xia Yanzhen, this is a very inefficient method.

If a person has been locked, even if there is a slight distance of a few meters, Xia Yanzhen can still hear whether this person's heart is beating too much.

But without a goal, in an environment of dozens of people in a classroom, it is not easy to hear which person has no heartbeat.

"Perhaps, you can become a member of the Discipline Committee?" Xia Yan really thought about it.

The few students who stand at the school gate every morning, wearing armbands above their sleeves.

Guarding the school gate in this way will be more or less efficient.

But that's just a little bit, after all, the environment is too noisy.

"Let's do this for now." Closing the door, Xia Yanzhen took advantage of the last dark night before dawn to leave Kanna High School.

The next day he continued to school, playing the role of his student.

Kuroshima Daiime is the same as always, like a set robot.

At the beginning of the morning self-study, Xia Yanzhen yawned, closed his eyes and took a nap to ensure that he was in the best condition.

More than half of the self-study time.

The door of the classroom opened, and many people looked over and saw that it was Yoshida, who had not been here yesterday.

In just one day, Yoshida's cheeks were sunken, and he lost at least a dozen pounds.

A pair of eyes were so wide that they almost bulged out of their sockets.

He staggered over to Kuroshima's side and raised his left hand.

In his hand, he has a kitchen knife with a pointed tip!

"Ahh

Various screams broke the silence of the classroom.