Chapter 3 Chapter two

Chunjing Wenhui picked up the submachine gun, like a newborn pony that can't run very well, bouncing and jumping, while walking towards the corridor.Along with a burst of regular gunshots, there was a distorted scream that sounded like being forced to swallow fear.Mizumura Lizhi shouted: "Don't shoot Sakeki!" Another burst of thumping sound came as if in response. "Oh, there are still survivors!" Keiko Takigawa glanced at me who was convulsed with fear. "The smell of corpses is everywhere here, I can't bear it, let's change places! Teacher." I was gathered together with the eight students who missed the opportunity to escape to Class C of the first year on the third floor.Rishi Mizumura and Megumi Takikawa watched us from the window, Fumie Harui was eating biscuits while turning on the TV set in the classroom to watch the afternoon show, but Yukazu Sakeki disappeared just now.

Pushed to the back of the classroom, we desperately tried to understand the situation, but all we understood was that there were a few sixteen-year-olds standing in front of us with brutal guns, and nothing else at all.I secretly moved my eyes to the three people, no one looked in this direction; the distance from here to the door was about five meters, I got up, ran, and escaped.No, it's too difficult. The opponent is holding a gun, and no matter how fast he walks, he can't escape the bullets; what's more, I'm wearing high heels. I'm afraid there is no object on the earth that is more unsuitable for running than this.It is impossible to escape, then... for help.I reach for the phone in my breast pocket.

"Teacher" Takigawa Keiko turned around immediately. "I think you'd better not do something stupid that lowers your survivability index." "You..." I couldn't help but say, "Why do you do this? Do you want to..." "You are lowering the survival index!" Keiko Takigawa took out the short spear from her pocket. "...Don't! Ah, ah, ah!" The female student squatting next to me screamed and stood up. "Don't! Ahhhhhh!" She ran towards the door. Gunshots rang out immediately. There was an instant silence. The uniform was immediately stained red, and she fell to the ground two meters away from the door.

Surprised and terrified by the ease with which the corpses appeared, we uttered a hideous chorus of hoarse ducks. "Really, the young people these days don't listen to what they say!" Keiko Takigawa put away the short spear. "I think you should understand now. It's best not to take any strange actions. Also, you are not allowed to talk and make noise. You should want to live a little longer, right?" Mizumura Lizhi's words silenced everyone . "Speaking of which, Takigawa, your shooting skills have improved!" "Of course! I've practiced."

"But no matter how much you practice, you can't make dim sum well." Fumihui Harujing said leisurely, "If there is a competition where the chiffon cake doesn't swell, Takikawa will definitely win the world championship!" "Cooking doesn't fit my personality." "I was told to bake a cake for me, which made me look forward to it, but what I was offered was a mysterious object like a senbei, how can I eat that kind of thing!" "Then go eat something else!" "I'm already eating." Chunjing Wenhui put the biscuit into her mouth.

"Ah, me too!" Mizumura Lizhi begged for food, and Harui Fumihui threw one to him.After Mizumura saw what kind of biscuit it was, he muttered in disappointment, "Koala biscuit?" ...how colleagues? I can't understand it at all.Their actions and reactions are easily beyond my comprehension.Why can they shoot their classmates for granted?Why is their attitude like hiking?I tried to apply to them all the emotions I knew, but in the constant night of high concentrations, no gleam of understanding emerged.Not understanding the other person's emotions - this is a very scary situation.In my thirty-one years of life, I've had several people I couldn't empathize with: but I just had to ignore them, and my mind wasn't burned by fear, and my body and mind weren't wounded by it.I'm not weak enough to be hurt by relationships.

However—people who can't understand. This bothers me. Or should I say terrified. What reaction will make you happy, what attitude will make you angry, what you like and what you hate, what kind of action you take will make you happy, what kind of words you say will make your face dark... When we contact others, no matter whether the relationship is good or bad, we always use This is the basis for judging: it is the lubricant of communication and the stabilizer of maintaining relationships.We transform the other party's intelligence obtained from past experience into a database, and add parameters of emotions, sideways confirmation and conversation, so as to develop or maintain the relationship.

But when facing someone who can't understand—that is, someone who can't digitize their personality, this method naturally doesn't work. You have to speculate and respond instantly depending on the atmosphere of the scene or the opponent's feeling; Well, just master his personality during the conversation and increase the certainty of the parameters. However, there are indeed people in this world who cannot be grasped by their own understanding. People who don't know what they're thinking. People who don't know what to say. People who don't know what to do.

People who don't make sense. People with language barriers. People who don't understand. And the three students in front of them... Undoubtedly, they belonged to this race. Keiko Kangawa, Fumie Harui, Rishi Mizumura, and Yuichi Sakaki are all students in my class; although I have only been in contact with them for four months, they are not difficult students.Keiko Kangawa, who shot and killed her classmates with a short gun, is a standard modern high school girl; Fumhui Harujing, who puts a submachine gun in Erfang and eats biscuits, is a pet girl who is loved by the same sex; Mizumura, who casts a sharp surveillance gaze Although Lizhi is inconspicuous, he is a boy who is often seen in cheerful groups; Yuichi Sakeki, who blasted his classmates' faces with a pistol, is quiet and unobtrusive, and his personality is also very ordinary.There is nothing troublesome or unusual about them, and they are the least bothersome students—I would have thought so a few dozen minutes ago.

Not the slightest doubt. "Ah, are you back?" Hearing Mizumura Rishi's voice, I looked up, and it was Yuichi Sakaki.He stared at the female student who had been shot in the back with disgusting eyes, then quickly took out the pistol stuffed in the back pocket of his trousers and shot her in the back of the head. "Hey... Hey, Wenhui!" The female student squatting on the left side, like a dog showing its belly to show its obedience, gave Chunjing Wenhui a flattering expression. "I... I don't quite understand the situation, no, but, uh, let me go!" "Huh?" Chunjing Wenhui didn't take his eyes off the TV. "why?"

"Why? Because, because we are friends! Think about it, don't we often hang out together...Did you forget?" "How could I forget? I remember it very clearly. Last week we went to the department store together! We also went to the playground the day before yesterday." "That's right! Are we friends?" The female student's eyes were wide open due to trembling, but the corners of her mouth formed a soft smile, as if showing friendship. "Then...then let me go! Qin, Wenhui! Let me go!" Chunjing Wenhui put the biscuit box down on the floor and declared: "No!" With a gunshot, the female student fell to the ground. "Didn't you hear that Mizumura said that you are not allowed to talk casually?" Keiko Guanchuan loaded the short gun and said, "It is a sin not to listen to others. Or did you really not hear it? But even if you didn't hear it, it's your fault responsibility." "Guanchuan is like a killer," Chunjing Wenhui smiled. "The kind that will appear in Miike's works may be able to emit vitality bullets like Takeuchi Riki! I'm looking forward to it!" "I don't understand the topic of V Cinema, so stop talking." "Oh! Come here!" Mizumura Lizhi happily knocked on the glass window. "The long-awaited policemen are here!" "You want to watch it too? You can go to the window and watch it, and stand up slowly." The seven of us got up quietly according to the order, and moved towards the classroom window.There are a large number of students and police cars who have successfully escaped in the school playground; seeing three police cars and several police officers, a gust of peace of mind blows through the hearts of the six students and me.Public power is here and all will be well—this strong certainty gives us courage.There has never been a precedent for the perpetrator to win in this kind of confrontation case. I heard a metallic sound, and when I looked back, Yuichi Sakaki was quickly assembling something.When the object gradually took shape, I recognized what it was.That's...a rifle.We feel the hope that exists in the front and the despair that appears in the rear at the same time, and we are tortured by the pain that fills our mouths with mud. "Let's make a fuss, Sakeki!" Rishi Mizumura gave a thumbs up.Yuichi Sakaki, who finished assembling the rifle, did not respond, but left the classroom silently. The police officers radioed and looked up at the school; in order to catch their sight, we pressed our faces against the window and moved our eyes desperately. Look here!