It's time, it's time to switch to the cranial doctor

"gone."

The two attacked at the same time, one from the left and the other from the right. With the help of the athletic ability bonus brought by the boiling blood state, they quickly approached the security guard who had just come downstairs and had not had time to form a resistance formation. They bypassed the explosion-proof shield and stabbed the blood blade through the gap between the ribs. Go in, twist your wrist lightly, no matter what organ you stab, this kind of injury is very fatal, and it is more effective than the blood groove.

Stab, draw the knife, and cut the throat.

The killing efficiency of the two of them was so high that they seemed to be performing. A face-to-face meeting eliminated the opponent in front of them. The remaining three security guards finally formed a defensive formation, spliced ​​together the explosion-proof shields in their hands, and moved forward. top go.

Zhou Zhuo and No. [-] looked at each other, the latter squatted down immediately, and Zhou Zhuo also jumped forward with satisfaction, stepped on his shoulders and jumped high, flew over the shield array of security guards, and landed behind, Turning around, he slit the leader's throat with a knife.

The defensive formation that was easy to defend and difficult to attack collapsed, and No. [-] seized the gap, drew the death knell of the revolver, held the gun in his left hand, and blew the head of a security guard before his baton fell.

Only the last security guard is the most difficult to deal with. It's not that this person is a high-attribute character like a small boss, but that Zhou Zhuo and No. [-] have used up all their explosive abilities, so they can only rely on hard skills to fight against him. The guy fights.

Only then did Zhou Zhuo realize how terrifying the role of security guards is. Their combat power has basically surpassed the level of normal people, almost comparable to combat robots, and their strength is surprisingly strong. He couldn't even hold the knife, so he quickly stepped back and asked No. [-] to help him up.

Facing the powerful battle robots, the two of them were a little embarrassed, not as calm as before, but it was not difficult to defeat them with a mixed double by relying on the advantage of numbers, it was just a little ugly.

It took the two of them half a minute to deal with the last security guard, stepping on pools of blood and formally entering the administrative building. Every room here is lit, and the doors of all offices are open.

Along the way, it is not difficult to find that there are students' grievances everywhere, but judging from the situation of this administrative building, the pressure on teachers and other staff members is not so great. Everyone seems to be facing a heavy performance crisis.

Even in the middle of the night, there are various sounds of work in the empty room, the printer is constantly spitting out papers and documents with test questions, and the notebook on the desk is turning pages automatically, as if there is an invisible bird hands are flipping through the pages.

The two randomly picked two rooms to look at, then stopped paying attention and went straight to the principal's office on the third floor.

The apparent crisis has been ruled out, Zhou Zhuo walked up the stairs: "What do you think we will see in the principal's office?"

"The mysterious man doesn't seem to control the entire school, but he always manages to save himself from danger every time. Maybe he..."

Zhou Zhuo suddenly thought of something: "Do you still keep the mimetic potion that Elena gave you?"

"Yes." No. [-] understood what he meant, "Go up to the third floor after drinking?"

"I always feel that there is something wrong. Be careful. I have prepared a plan to break through the level, but it can't be realized in this scene. I have to find a way to go back, and I can't fall here, so there must be one person between the two of us who can guarantee Survive." Zhou Zhuo said.

"Then you drink, I'll go out."

"it is good."

The two people's thoughts are in the same pace. At this time, saving people and passing the customs is the most important thing. Compared with their own safety, it doesn't matter. I believe that with the mechanism of this dungeon, even if they die, any "Zhou Zhuo" Or "Lin Slowly" can get full rewards for surviving and clearing the level.

Zhou Zhuo took out the mimetic potion and drank it all. The effect of the concealment potion had not disappeared. He felt some changes in his soul, and black threads appeared around his body. He even felt that this gloomy environment Somewhat warm.

"Hey, do I actually have resentment? Or does it mean that other people's curses on me will also be included?"

Surprised, the scene in Zhou Zhuo's line of sight also changed. You can see that in the offices with lights on, there is some black air that represents resentment overflowing from the room, but it is not much, and the third floor is completely different. The scene of the scene is like suddenly entering a forest with entangled roots from the city, with huge black silk threads tangled together and hanging down from the top of the head.

"Can you still see me?" Zhou Zhuo asked.

"Yes." Number Two said, "but it feels very special, you seem to have become a part of this scene, such as the vase against the wall, I know you are there, but if you don't speak, I won't go Think what's wrong with this vase."

Zhou Zhuo knew that this thing could imitate all kinds of auras, even ghosts, but he didn't expect the effect to be so strong. He knew that number two around him would have their senses disturbed, and then he was much more stable.

"The mimetic potion is really easier to use than expected. Next time I see Elena, I need it more."

"No, I'll give you mine." No. [-] handed the same potion to Zhou Zhuo, "If I die here, remember to take them away."

"I will."

Zhou Zhuo accepted this responsibility calmly. He originally planned to do so, but the method may be a little different. The NPC's commission is to lift the curse, but he wants to destroy the entire Nightmare Ghost School and liberate all imprisoned souls.

The prisons have disappeared, and the trapped people will naturally be able to escape successfully.

They are still two people walking together, but the angle of view has changed drastically. The sight of No. [-] is a dilapidated building full of dirty footprints but brightly lit. In Zhou Zhuo's eyes, it becomes a hell full of powerful resentment, the root of everything. It's the principal's room at the end of the corridor. This room is the only one with the door closed. I don't know if it's locked or not.

They didn't rush in at the first time, not that they were courageous, but another strange sight attracted their attention.

They were standing in the middle of the hall on the third floor. On the left was the source of all evil, the office of the principal of Linghua Middle School, and on the right there was a series of offices. At the end of the window stood a middle-aged man with a wide body and a fat body. Wearing a tailored suit, he looked majestic.

The most important thing is that he was looking at the stairs, his eyes were full of sternness, and he issued a warning: "Get out immediately, students are not allowed to enter the administrative building without permission!"

If there is no accident, this person should be the principal of Linghua Middle School. To the Huasheng Group that controls everything behind the scenes, he is just a puppet responsible for delivering orders, but he is definitely not a character to be messed with. After all, murder and arson are all This guy did it alone, and he has an innate identity suppression for players, which is very tricky.

"I'm going to open monsters, you take this opportunity to enter the principal's office." Number Two said.

Zhou Zhuo is by no means a person who is afraid of crisis. For him, as long as he is useful, it is no problem to go up to his own death. Apparently No. [-] thinks so too.

"Try to survive, and I will solve the trouble here as soon as possible."

"Ah."

The two briefly exchanged plans, and then No. [-] turned around and ran downstairs. Zhou Zhuo noticed that the resentment entrenched on the wall like the root of a thousand-year-old tree began to flow, and recondensed into security guards with weapons one after another. The principal also chased after him, and Zhou Zhuo took this opportunity to walk through the corridor and arrive at the door of the principal's office.

Chapter 243 I Declare You Freed

It was only a little tricky before, but now it can be said that it is completely irresistible. The resentment of the whole building can be turned into the opponent's weapon, and the two of them are already at the end of their strength, relying on the remaining props. It is basically unrealistic to take the head of an enemy general in the army.

Before opening the door, Zhou Zhuo silently prayed to himself in another world, and now he really hoped that he would be fine.

After praying, Zhou Zhuo tried to turn the handle. The door of the principal's office was locked. On a whim in his mind, he reached out and knocked on the door. A calm voice really came from inside.

"Please come in."

It wasn't that kind of neutral and fuzzy voice, it sounded very calm, not at all like the tone that should appear in this kind of monster's lair.

Zhou Zhuo put away his weapon and tried to turn the doorknob, only to find that the door was still locked... Disgusting, right?

He took out the master key, put it in the keyhole, and heard a click, and there was a sharp pain in his head. The door opened, and Zhou Zhuo found that his vision was blurred, he completely lost his sense of direction, and his eyes were full of confusion. Blocks of color, as if a big fuel tank called the world had tipped over in his eyes.

In a trance, Zhou Zhuo saw a tall shadow on the rooftop far away from the window, looking at it from afar, and seemed to have noticed his gaze, and the other party smiled and waved his hand...smiling.

Zhou Zhuo can be sure that his sensory system is completely disordered, but he can understand the other person's expression now, which means that the information received by his brain is conceptual, and he can directly understand it even if it has not been compiled by the central nervous system.

After waving his hands, the figure of that person was blown away by a gust of colorful wind, and Zhou Zhuo's brain also began to recover itself, quickly correcting the sensory system and recovering his vision.

This person is not a mysterious person, and the other party will definitely not be able to communicate to this level, otherwise, as the behind-the-scenes planner, he would not need to show up so frequently.

Being able to appear here and act freely means that the other party is also involved in this incident, but he is unwilling to show his identity openly, showing that the current matter has nothing to do with him, and the existence of this person is extremely suspicious... He is Lin Slowly's live broadcast system The task issuer for ?

Then Zhou Zhuo was attracted by the voice in front of him, and had no time to think about irrelevant things.

"How did you get in?" The other party's tone was a little surprised, but the movements of his hands didn't stop, which showed that he was very calm, or that he had expected this kind of thing to happen a long time ago.

In front of me is an extremely luxuriously decorated office. The not-so-big hexagonal space is filled with gold and jewelry decorations. It is set off with a darker color scheme. It matches the middle one. Although I don’t understand it, I feel it at a glance Expensive desk chairs.

The middle-aged principal, who looked exactly like the man outside, was sitting on the boss chair, holding a precious pen in his hand, and signing the documents below. Zhou Zhuo didn't get angry when he saw Zhou Zhuo trespassing, he just picked up the gold from the table. Putting on the silk tortoiseshell glasses, he calmly stared at the uninvited guest in front of him.

"How did you get in, I obviously locked the door."

"Lock the door and say please come in?" Zhou Zhuo couldn't help smiling, "The principal doesn't seem very friendly to visitors."

When he saw this person, he knew exactly what was going on in front of him—the principal's office was actually a coordinate point where two worlds overlapped. Back to the original place.

Originally, he thought that the mysterious man with a broken mouth was playing tricks on him, but now it seems that the other party's guidance is indeed correct, the inviter who knows everything is indeed in the principal's office, but it is not the scene in front of him, but the outside world.

"Please come in is a standard social etiquette. Since you have knocked on the door, can I still say that I am not allowed to enter? I will not meet people who do not want to meet. Being able to enter the door means that you are qualified to talk to me. Tell me , what's the matter."

What appeared here was the ordinary side of the principal, not demonized. Apart from the flashy and extravagant side, the principal's office was just an ordinary office.

In this way, there are also two principals. The one chasing No. 2 is obviously the embodiment of resentment, so the one in front of him is the staff member who once held the highest position in Linghua Middle School.

"Do you know what's going on at school?"

Zhou Zhuo didn't use honorifics, and the principal didn't seem to care. He replied calmly, "I know. Are you talking about student suicides or the endless violence in the school?"

The other party is not a fool, knowing that a person who can open the door of the principal's office is definitely not here for trivial matters.

"All of them, and maybe more."

"If you came here just to confirm this matter, then my answer has already been given to you. No matter you are a reporter or a special profession, the report you submitted will not appear in public, so please leave."

Under such circumstances, the principal still maintained a good demeanor, calm and calm. It can be seen that it is not unreasonable for Huasheng Group to push him out to be the talker.

"I'm here to settle this matter," Zhou Zhuo said.

"Solve this matter, or solve me?" The principal signed the final content, put down the pen, crossed his fingers, pressed his chin, and looked directly at Zhou Zhuo in a very intimidating gesture.

"The former is the purpose, and the latter is the means. There is no relationship between the two that has to be chosen. If the problem cannot be solved in an ordinary way, then I will solve you first."

Entering the rhythm that Zhou Zhuo is best at, the situation is much easier to handle. He turned to the customer, dragged a chair from the reception area next to him and placed it in front of the table, and sat down so generously.

The principal watched Zhou Zhuo's actions without saying a word. Although he didn't say anything, the slightly twitching cheek muscles showed that his heart was not that peaceful. In summary, he probably said: Who the hell are you?

"Who are you?" The principal started a protective threat, "I have enough security personnel here, I advise you not to have any excessive thoughts."

"Security personnel?"

Zhou Zhuo laughed, and the black risk on the human skin mask writhed irregularly.

"I wouldn't be here if they were useful, and if you think saying that will make me back off, I'll give you a minute to yell for help. Of course, this kind of behavior makes me nervous, I can't guarantee that state what will I do."

The headmaster's expression calmed down very quickly. It seemed that he realized that he had no room to linger in terms of safety. Anxiety or anger could not change the situation, but he stopped panicking.

"So what problem are you going to solve? How?"

"It's very simple. I want you to officially issue an announcement to permanently close Linghua Middle School, and promise that you will not be reborn under another name."

"I don't understand what you mean. This school has been closed. Now I have signed the relevant property transfer agreement. Do you need me to show you?"

The headmaster turned around the document he just signed and pushed it in front of Zhou Zhuo.

Zhou Zhuo picked it up and glanced at it. It was indeed a transfer agreement, and the headmaster's name was signed at the bottom: Jiang Wenyue.

"Principal Jiang? I see your sincerity, but the matter has not been resolved."

Zhou Zhuo did not return the documents, but instead put them away and put them in his bag. The principal, who was trying to keep calm and calm, finally couldn't stand it anymore, and opened his mouth and stared with an indescribable expression.

"The whole school will be split into different types of properties and put up for sale. If this is not a solution, what do you hope? Is it necessary to kill all the teachers and administrators who have worked for this school? "

Jiang Wenyue is not a fool. The other party's attitude is so clear. Of course he knows that this person is here to find fault. If the school closes down, he can deal with these people, and the members of the council will not flee abroad. Fly away separately, dead friends will not die poor.

"I see……"

Zhou Zhuo nodded, then opened the bloody coat, pulled out the blood blade from the lining on both sides and placed it on the table, looking like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

"A very good suggestion, I will consider it, why not start with you?"

The corners of Jiang Wenyue's eyes twitched, and suddenly went numb, and his voice became louder unconsciously.

"You can't solve the problem by doing this. The tragedy of Linghua Middle School was caused by everyone. If you can kill all the staff, what about the students? Going back further, what about the parents of those people? Everyone is guilty! "

Seeing that the other party was not as strong as he imagined, Zhou Zhuo's heart finally sank: "No hurry, come one by one. I have a lot of time, but it seems that your time is running out."

The murderous intent in this sentence almost hit his face, Jiang Wenyue instinctively wanted to get up and run away, his buttocks left the seat, but he thought of something, and sat back again, with a helpless smile on his face.

"Why didn't you run?" Zhou Zhuo said in a flat tone, "To be honest, I don't like killing people from the front. The blood sprayed on the face looks ugly."

Jiang Wenyue, who had calmed down, suddenly asked a strange question: "What do you think this school looks like?"

"Like prison... no, hell. At least there are people in prison who maintain the rules, but not here."

"What is the rule in your eyes, as long as the students' bodies and minds are protected?" Jiang Wenyue put down his capable expression, and instantly changed from a radiant leader to an extremely despondent loser.

"For outsiders, this is a school, but everyone who enters here knows that this is an educational institution where grades are paramount, so the rules and services are all based on grades. Without grades, there would be no Linghua Middle School."

"I answered your question, but you haven't answered my question yet." Zhou Zhuo didn't start the conversation in the field where the other party was good at, and brought the key point of the question back to himself.

"School is hell, isn't society hell? It's the same everywhere you go. You will encounter all kinds of difficulties if you want to make money. Every time you get a better job, it means that one person loses his future. Money is not so good earn."

Jiang Wenyue's expression was full of helplessness: "The company group needs a legal person, and the school also needs a principal to bear all the responsibilities. I must stay until all the signed documents come into effect, and finally die in this abandoned office, otherwise My wife and daughter abroad would die."

Hearing the other party's answer, Zhou Zhuo was not surprised. Jiang Wenyue thought that he was just a messenger of justice who didn't understand anything. In fact, it was precisely because Zhou Zhuo had expected this kind of development, that's why he kept talking and didn't really understand. hands on.

The principal in front of him is a standard scapegoat. According to the evidence obtained earlier, he is indeed guilty of serious crimes, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he deserves to die, but the real murderers are those who manipulated behind the scenes, just like the mysterious man manipulated him to run rampant in the school That way, throwing a tantrum at the puppet doesn't change the situation, and it doesn't really solve the problem.

"Have all the documents been signed?" Zhou Zhuo asked.

Jiang Wenyue was taken aback, nodded and said, "Yes, you have the last one."

Zhou Zhuo stretched out his hand as a matter of course: "Give me the other documents too."

"These documents cannot take effect in your hands..."

"Here, don't make me say it a second time."

"..."

Jiang Wenyue was quite helpless, so he had no choice but to open the drawer, take out a stack of classified and packed document bags inside, and put them on the table.

"That's all."

Although they will die sooner or later, normal people will want to choose a more acceptable way of death, rather than being killed on the spot by a perverted killer who suddenly broke into the office.

"Very good." Zhou Zhuo put all four file bags into his backpack, "Let's talk about the business, didn't you ask me how to solve it earlier? I really have a plan, it depends on your sincerity."

Jiang Wenyue looked into his eyes: "Is it important to be sincere?"