Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 58: bubble

When I went to school the next day, Bajing unexpectedly didn't come. I asked the head teacher, she didn't ask for leave, so she can only be regarded as absenteeism. But Bajing was not the kind of student who would absent class casually. The head teacher was a little worried, so he called her mobile phone and home phone, but none of them answered.

　　The head teacher's face is a little sad and bleak. I know that if Bajing comes back at this time, he will be severely criticized.

　　 I also wonder, is she involved in the whirlpool of the Goat Guild?

　　 The things she led the Whisper to do these days all involved the power of the Goat Guild, and one important member died strangely and predictably. I know that this kind of tragedy can't dispel Bajing's obsession. She is a very serious and stubborn person. In other words, it is precisely because of this kind of thing that the Eight Views will definitely be traced to the end.

　　 In addition, if you want to take action during school hours, for a top student like her, just report a leave slip. Therefore, if it is not requested, it must be an unforeseeable and very urgent situation.

　　 Despite this, I can't think of it. Last night, making a fuss in the branch of the Goat Guild was already the limit of what he believed to be able to do.

　　 In the face of dozens of gunmen who have surpassed the limits of mortal bodies, there is no one-stop weapon, it is best to retreat.

　　 Besides, the members of those special forces are probably not all members of the stronghold in this city.

　　 Although I feel that Bajing’s situation is not good, I don’t think I will see her death or disappearance in the headlines of the newspaper tomorrow.

　　 Eight Views have their own sources of intelligence and routes of action, unlike me who can only do it alone, she has many helpers.

　　The cult organization is invisible, and large-scale conflicts must be avoided as much as possible, so if there is a case, the Bajing only needs to make things big.

　　 However, so far, I haven't heard any big noises.

　　 Sometimes, no news is the best news.

　　 "Teacher, do you have the address of the Bajing family?" I asked.

　　 "Ah, are you going to visit? That's fine." The head teacher mused, and handed me the address of the Bajing family on a piece of paper.

　　 After the third class, when I habitually pass by Sakiya’s class, I look for Sakiya and Morino with my eyes.

　　 Don't talk about Sakiya, even Morino is not there.

　　 stood behind the door for a while, and a girl who had met but was not very familiar came over.

　　"Who can I call for?"

　　 is a little embarrassed.

　　"Where is Morino?"

　　 "She didn't come today, maybe she was absent from class."

　　 "Absent from school? Didn't she ask for leave?" I was a little surprised.

　　 "No." The girl said, "The head teacher is furious. It seems that it's not just Morino. There are about a dozen people who are absent from school for no reason. Although there are many people who are usually absent from class, this time it seems that they will not be absent. Of students, it seems unusual?"

　　 "Should you not tell students about this kind of thing?" I asked in amazement, because even this girl knows this kind of information, and I have no reason not to know it.

　　 "I happened to overheard it when I went to the faculty office."

　　"That is secret information?"

　　 "Yes, if it's not Gao Chuan, I will charge for it."

　　 "I don't need it? Why?" I asked suspiciously.

　　 "Because I like Gao Chuan." The girl seemed to be talking about ordinary things, and her tone and attitude were too flat relative to the content.

　　 I was really caught off guard.

　　 Excluding the time Sakiya was in the elevator, this is the first time a girl has clearly said the word "like" to me.

　　 And at this time, I said it like a bonus item after buying the staple food.

　　 is really complicated, mixed with joys and sorrows.

　　 If you are a man at this time, you should give a definite answer, but I haven't said a response yet, so the girl decisively turned and returned to her seat.

　　 is such a memorable moment, but I don’t even have a chance to speak.

　　 She seems to have done this deliberately, because she didn’t expect my reply? Or no matter what my answer is? Isn't this a prank?

　　 I was entangled in countless questions, just like a fool. After returning to the class, I didn’t get back to the class.

　　 When school was over in the morning, I inadvertently looked down from the railing of the corridor and saw that she had already gone downstairs, pushing her bicycle towards the school gate by herself. Then I remembered that I still don't know her name.

　　 But, since she doesn't even need a reply, it doesn't matter what her name is. I don't know why, once I think about it, there is a faint melancholy feeling.

　　 I walked faster and faster. When I went down the stairs, I almost ran up, desperately trying to catch up and ask her for her name, but when I rushed out of the school gate, her figure was already submerged in the crowd, and she was nowhere to be found. .

　　 I went to her class specially in the afternoon, but I couldn’t see any figure. I asked other people to know that she was no longer coming to school, because the adults in the family had to move to another place because of the job transfer, so I had already transferred to another school. Procedures, this morning is the last time she has come to school for class.

　　 "But, it's really too frequent." said the male classmate who talked to me about this girl.

　　 "Frequently?"

　　 I couldn’t help asking.

　　 "She transferred here at the beginning of this semester, and left after a few months. What is going on?"

　　"It’s really unfortunate to have such a parent. It finally became a little familiar."

　　"They look pretty good and have a good temperament. Unfortunately, I probably have too many transfers, so I always have a cold expression."

　　The classmates around are talking about transferring students.

　　 "By the way, what is her name? I suddenly can't remember."

　　 "Oh, I can't remember either."

　　 They wrinkled their faces because they tried to transfer the student’s name, but...

　　 "Forget it, I can't remember, just go and look through the seating chart."

　　 But on the seat table, the name originally written on the girl’s position has become blank at this time. It was not erased, but was originally blank, as if the seat table was specially changed. open.

　　 The more puzzling thing is that after finding the faculty office, the teachers knew that there had been such a student. They didn’t leave any files about this girl, and they didn’t remember which school she transferred from. of.

　　 Transfer students disappeared from this school like a bubble.

　　 From beginning to end, I don’t know anything about her. Why doesn't everyone remember her? Why are you leaving? why do you like me? What did she do in school?

　　 Although I care about it, I can't imagine it anymore, so I can only exist as a joke.

　　 At the beginning of the second class in the afternoon, I held my chin and looked out the window. Because a lot of things happened suddenly, my thoughts were upset and I didn't want to attend the class. The location of the eight sceneries at the same table is empty, and some are not used to it.

　　 About ten minutes later, three police cars drove outside the school gate. Not only the police, but also a woman in professional attire who looked like a reporter came down in the same car. After registering at the guard, they were immediately released and went all the way into the principal's office.

　　All the students who saw this scene began to use notes to convey the news.

　　 "I saw the police have come to the school~ IndoMTL.com~ the police have entered the principal's office."

　　 "Did another student commit an offence?"

　　 "It's really exciting, I don't know what it is."

　　 and so on.

　　 Because "the mind is not on studying anymore" has been unabashedly on everyone's face, so the teacher in class deliberately tapped on the blackboard.

　　"Pay attention to it, here is the key point, everyone quickly write it down, you will definitely get it in the next exam!"

　　 The students sighed helplessly.

　　Of course, my thoughts have drifted towards the principal’s office. As far as I know, the police had already visited the door once because of the disappearance of the student, but that time was on a holiday, and the subsequent impact was also hidden by the school. But this time it was different. The police brought the reporters and found them openly. It was certainly not a trivial matter that could be easily concealed.

　　 was killed.

　　 This idea of ​​mine was quickly confirmed.

　　 A picture of Morino appeared in the local evening news that day.

　　The background is still a nearby park. The female reporter who had a tryst deep in the park last night accidentally found Morino's body in the trash can.

　　 Morino went through a very fierce fight before his death. The scene found through the traces was messy, and the ground and vegetation were highly damaged, which was not caused by high school girls.

　　 According to reports, a total of four people were found at the scene, but apart from Morino, it is temporarily impossible to determine the identity of the other three.

　　 The police declared that they would make every effort to solve the case and announced temporary phone numbers to facilitate private contact with those insiders who did not want to come forward.

　　 I was a little stunned. It was unexpected that the deceased was Morino.

　　 But, why is Morino?