Chapter 125: , The nightmare swept through high school

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Chapter 125, Nightmare Sweeps High One
"Is that madman the net gatekeeper?" I looked at them and said.
This group of high school freshmen nodded hurriedly, and then told me the situation at that time.
Their situation is similar to ours, they are all chatting in the group, there is one more person for no reason, and then the disaster happened.
The first task of the local gatekeeper is to require a boy in the class to confess to a girl. The boy didn't follow the task naturally, but the boy committed suicide the next day.
Then, the gatekeeper of the prefecture appeared again and released a new mission. This time the task is even more outrageous, requiring a boy in the class to have with a girl, otherwise he will be executed.
In the face of this situation, they have no choice but to do it obediently.
"It turns out that it's the same as ours." I muttered to myself, and then I looked at them, and my thoughts suddenly appeared.
The idea is very simple, that is, can we use WeChat to restrain the gatekeeper of the prefecture?
As we all know, the first step of the gatekeeper of the local government is to join the class WeChat group, and the second step is to release the task.
And what if the class does not have a WeChat group, or disbands the WeChat group? In this way, the gatekeeper of the prefecture has no way at all. There is no second step.
Thinking of this, I hurriedly asked: "Don't you try to dissolve the WeChat group?"
"It's useless. We tried it. The result was less than a few seconds. The WeChat group will recover." A girl said hurriedly.
"That's it," I nodded, and then continued to ask: "How did your class' WeChat group get it? I thought only our class had a WeChat group."
"This is what the school asked us." A girl whispered.
Her words surprised me abruptly, and I suddenly thought of this, and then looked at her and asked, "You continue to say, what did the school ask for?"
The girl looked at me and explained: "The school requires that each class must have a WeChat group, saying that it is to facilitate communication. This will also facilitate the teacher to send some notices."
"That's it," I nodded, feeling strange.
Because I have never heard of it, the school has such a regulation. According to the truth, schools should discourage students from bringing mobile phones.
"When did such a rule start?" I looked at the girl and asked.
"I don't know, I came to this school anyway." The girl said looking at me.
"That's it." I nodded, thinking hard, and after a while I thought of something, and suddenly asked: "WeChat group of your class should not be full. Many students may not have mobile phones, No WeChat. They should not be affected. "
"But this is useless because the gatekeeper of the prefecture has said it. As long as the majority of the whole class agrees to start the game. Then everyone in the class includes it." The girl said.
"That's it." I nodded, and when it came to this matter, I hadn't noticed. In fact, there are a few people in our class who do not have cell phones. But they are still influenced by the gatekeepers of the capital.
This shows that the gatekeeper of the prefecture can issue tasks without relying on WeChat. WeChat is just his tool, just like in Fenglin Village. At that time, there was no WeChat, but through the bulletin board, the gatekeeper of the prefecture still played his purpose.
It can be seen from this point that the gatekeeper of the prefecture has the power to issue tasks. There is no difference between the tasks he posted, whether written in WeChat group or written on paper. This is the terrible place of the gatekeeper of the land.
In this way, it doesn't make any sense whether to disband the group or to take out the gatekeeper T of the prefecture. Because as long as the gatekeepers of the prefecture still exist, they will also issue missions. Only the means are different.
Therefore, the only way to stop the gatekeeper is to kill him. This is the most direct and the most effective.
As I meditated, a boy pointed to the fat man on the ground and shouted: "Since you are a policeman, then grab him. He is the gatekeeper of the house."
"Oh, you said him?" I looked at the fat man with swollen nose and blue eyes, and I was surprised.
"Yes, he is the gatekeeper of the mansion, there is absolutely nothing wrong," the boy shouted. Others echoed, "Yes, he is the gatekeeper of the land."
"Well, do you have any evidence?" I couldn't help asking.
The boy looked at the fat man fiercely and kicked him. Then he shouted: "Our classmates have lived together for almost a year and have nothing."
"But since this fat man transferred to school, the gatekeeper of the prefecture has appeared. It's not who he will be!"
"Yes, he is the gatekeeper of the house!"
The high school students around shouted excitedly. The fat man lying on the ground kept waving his hand: "I am not the gatekeeper of the land, I have said that I am not!"
I looked at the scene in front of me, and I was a bit suspicious of fat people.
As they said, the gatekeeper of the local government never appeared. But since the appearance of this transfer student, the gatekeeper of the prefecture has appeared. The probability that he is the gatekeeper of the prefecture can be said to be very large.
But it was too careless to conclude that he was the gatekeeper of the mansion.
Thinking of this, I frowned and said, "Only by these, can't conclude that he is the gatekeeper of the mansion. You need to produce evidence."
Hearing what I said, the students in Grade One were stunned one by one. They looked at each other, and really couldn't produce any evidence.
"Without evidence, I can't judge him as the gatekeeper for the time being. But he is also a suspect. You can monitor him. But you can't be rude to him." I said coldly.
Hearing my words, the boy suddenly pointed at me and shouted: "I remember, are you not a high school student? You are not sent by the police at all."
I froze for a moment, then looked at the boy and asked, "Do you know me?"
"Of course I know you, Zhao Wuji is my brother. I am his younger brother." The boy pointed at me with pride, and then said: "I heard my brother said that you are the hapless ghost who stole his girlfriend."
There was an uproar in this remark. Many high school students looked at me with scornful eyes, and some even disdain me: "I said you didn't pretend to be anything, it turned out to be fake."
I smiled slightly, not angry. Instead, he continued: "My intelligence has been collected. Next, you can enjoy this game."
After I finished, I quickly left the first four classes of high school, and in the classroom, many people yelled at me. Seems to blame me for deceiving them.