For students, although lunch is not as rich as breakfast and dinner, and the dishes are relatively monotonous, the atmosphere of freedom and relaxation is incomparable to the latter two, and the unrestrained lunch time is always full of laughter.

But now, the atmosphere in one class is extremely tense.

Nearly all of them had gathered as far away from the lectern as possible, and using desks or something as cover, and the ladies were hiding further back, and in front of them were the fearless boys who acted as shields.

Everyone's faces tensed, their breathing was rapid, sweat was oozing from the corners of their foreheads, and their eyes were fixed on a figure cautiously approaching the podium.

The warrior, covered in iron armor, approached the podium step by step, each step revealing complete caution, and when he walked to the podium and slowly raised his hands, everyone put on sunglasses that claimed to be fine all day watching the sun and masks that were said to be able to protect against even the poisonous mist of dangerous species, and lowered their bodies at the same time.

If any Defence Force officers and soldiers witnessed this, they would think that it was a brave engineer carrying out the EOD operation, and then instinctively look for shelter while silently praying for the brother who served in the "bomb disposal unit" that the Mother Goddess would bless him from the bomb explosion or poison gas.

But in fact, it was not a gas shell without explosions, nor an anti-infantry mine that every infantryman did not want to encounter, nor an IED with five large-caliber shells connected in series, enough to dismantle an entire school building in an instant, but a small, square object wrapped in black velvet...... It is also commonly known as a bento lunch box.

Everyone in the room, including the one who was trembling and unwrapping his baggage, knew it was a bento. It's not bombs, poison gas, mines, or anything else that can cause massive casualties in an instant, but in their minds, all the bloody, horrible, and vicious things in the world are tied together, and they are not as powerful as this bento box.

That is a more pure, unilateral exercise of the horror of destroying miè.

The dark outer packaging of the mourning dress has been lifted, and the extremely terrifying storage zài is only separated from the world by a thin lid.

Mother Goddess Blessing -

I don't know who led the way, but the students drew a cross on their chests together, and the warrior in armor swallowed the cold and hard saliva into his stomach, and with the heavier and heavier breathing, the hand on the lid of the box slowly forced.

"What's wrong? What are you doing?"

Baron Gilles de Rice pushed open the classroom door as usual. After receiving a notice that "you Ban Zhengshen mysteriously don't know what to do". The head teacher, who had finally recovered from the parting (?) at the Opéra Garnier, quickly rushed to the classroom and opened the closed door.

"Teacher, don't ......!!"

"My eyes !!"

Before the students' warnings were finished, the baron's eyes, which had just recovered from the "plastic surgery" of a certain "witch", were severely injured again. At the moment when the baron covered his eyes and fell. "My Kryptonite glasses!", "The mask is useless!", "Help. I can't breathe......" screams and the crunch of glass shattering and falling to the ground, the dull sound of human bodies rolling and struggling on the ground, and the mournful screams of demons and flying beasts dying and struggling......

As an aristocratic school with a long history, the National School of Magic and Magic is highly efficient in dealing with emergencies.

Less than a quarter of an hour. The school building and the surrounding area have been completely cordoned off, and every five yards there are heavily armed Guards soldiers, patrolling in tandem with a two-man team of domesticated dangerous species "Flame Dogs", with well-skilled musketeers occupying all the high grounds, a 6-pounder cannon in all passages, and dragon knights on the periphery who ride dragons to keep on guard, and griffon knights who keep circling the skies of the Academy.

"It looks like a biological research institute happens...... Leakage of hazardous substances. ”

Putting down the curtains in the infirmary, the cockroach finally didn't say the word "Resident Evil", and although the two are not comparable, the way they are dealt with is strikingly similar. The only difference is that no one here wears protective suits with gas masks, and there are no tanks, armored vehicles and MDS......

"It's not like, it's the same thing. ”

Lying on the bed, Roland retorted with what little strength he had left, his voice as weak as a mosquito.

"That guy's cooking is one of the most dangerous substances in the world, not one of them. ”

The classmates who were also lying in the ward highly agreed with this, but they couldn't even make a sound.

They didn't eat the box of hell-knowing things, but the mere aftermath of the shock gave them a deep sense of what the "ultimate dark cuisine" was all about—the ability to blind the victim without even direct contact.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced to the side, and the tragic situation of the largest and most direct victim of this "murderous food leak incident" was imprinted on the retina of the cockroach.

Poor Baron Gilles de Rice was still unconscious, and he was curled up, his hands and feet trembling, his face a strange blue, his half-closed eyes bulging more than ever, the swollen stones sticking out of his mouth, and foaming at the corners of his mouth.

"It's like a frog. ”

The killer in charge of delivering the bento commented, without any regard for the feelings of others.

"But I didn't expect someone to survive eating that kind of thing, in this sense, young master, you are even less human. ”

"It's not your turn. ”

Just raising the volume slightly almost exhausted the strength, and the stomach that lacked strength to suppress immediately burst into a gurgling sound, and the already weak face was wrinkled.

Although I have been exposed to someone's dark cuisine since I was a child, I have cultivated a certain immunity, but this time...... Surprisingly powerful. If it is really thrown on the battlefield as the spider tiyì, I am afraid that it will really make the warring sides withdraw their troops.

Of course, that is on the premise that there are still people on the front line who can survive.

"If it's all right, please go back at once. ”

Roland said weakly. The cockroach is tasked with monitoring him after he finishes his bento as long as he is here. Roland couldn't help but think of the horrible food that was still some time before dinner, and at least in the meantime, he wished he could get better.

"As you wish. ”

Unexpectedly, the cockroach bowed neatly and exited the room.

Looking at the back that disappeared outside the door, Roland frowned.

Suspicious.

This does not mean that the cockroach's behavior is suspicious, but after knowing the true face of a person's distorted personality, any of his behavior will become suspicious to others. What's more, the cockroach is still a dangerous element who kills for fun, and keeping his suspicion is the right way to save his life.

But compared to the behavior of the cockroach, it is even more suspicious to let the killer be responsible for delivering the food.

Maybe that dish is really dangerous. It doesn't have to be a skilled and reliable person to take care of the transportation. But is it necessary to have a guy with a very strict personality defect and violent tendencies do this?

What's more, since the morning, the air around the school has been a little wrong, and some unfamiliar breaths haunt and linger around the campus, and then quickly disappear.

Looks. After the news of "accompanying the princess to the front" leaked out. Some people seem to be making moves. This is not surprising. Originally, spying on the news was part of the government, and a behemoth like a consortium had a slight disturbance. It will become the focus of attention of all parties.

The problem is, there seem to be a bit of a lot of flies.

Even if this is indeed a big deal, the direct dispatch of spies is too explicit, not to mention that there are many obviously rookies and amateurs among them.

"Who...... exactly"

Just as he was thinking, there was another roar in the abdominal cavity, and in the sharp pain that the intestines seemed to be twisted together by the tip of a knife, Roland had to stop thinking.

"That...... Cooking idiots!!"

The boy curled up like a caterpillar seemed to complain if he didn't admit defeat.

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"Oh, I've eaten it all, and it looks like my cooking skills have improved. ”

With a bright smile, Li Lin's hands twisted slightly, and the skull of the giant white ape was divided into two parts, and after taking out the gray-white brain marrow, the top adult of dark cuisine threw it away, stood up, and the 5-meter-tall polar dangerous species flew out like garbage, and accurately fell into the green bucket with "kitchen waste" written on it.

The cockroach stared at the tip of his shoe, and didn't dare to say a word, and the rap he looked like two people on weekdays.

Stand to reason.

Compared to the dark cuisine that is finally made, the kitchen of Li Lin's dark cuisine is worthy of the honorary title of "horror", and even the most cruel and tyrannical killer will become as docile as a sheep after visiting the Archon's private kitchen.

Dissection room?

Herbarium?

Abattoir?

These are the first impressions that come to mind when you enter the kitchen. The cage in the corner contained shivering animals, feathers, bones, scales thrown in the trash, blood on the cutting board and in the corners that had not yet had time to be processed, viscera still beating on the plate, various organs suspended in glass jars...... It does seem reminiscent of the first three types of places, but then people's senses rise to the scene of a murder.

The white tiles on the walls were sticking to large patches of blood in the form of splatters, intestines and unknown pieces of internal organs were sticking to the walls, chandeliers that didn't know what was wrong flickered on and off, a guy in a blood-stained white robe with a brain in his hand walking around, chainsaws, axes, broadknives, maces, surgical instruments hung on the walls, and a claw that looked like a hand was born from the boiling pot......

No matter who looks at it, as long as the mind is still in a normal state, they will not think that this kind of place is a kitchen, and it is more convincing to say that it is a murderer's workshop.

"By the way, how are the flies near the school?"

Neatly slice the monkey brain with a Taiping axe, and start the flame spell casually, as if the flamethrower is spraying with all its strength, the flames are scorching the bottom of the pot, the margarine and luncheon meat fat are churning in the pot, and the pieces of monkey brains fall into the oil pot and let out a "bang-la-la" scream.

The main dish for Roland's dinner was a beef brain burger, but Li Lin ingeniously replaced it with the brain of the giant white ape, and prepared a lot of suspicious condiments in addition to the fat, and the cockroach who was about to faint from the strange smell hurriedly replied:

"It's all under surveillance, nothing is a problem. ”

"Keep an eye on it and report anything unusual immediately. If the other party takes the initiative to attack, immediately annihilate with all his might, without leaving a living mouth. ”

"Yes. ”

With Li Lin's nodding motion, the killer owed and quickly exited the room. After a while, the communication terminal lit up again, and a shrewd face was projected into the air.

Werner Best is a legal expert at Stasi, a doctor of law, and a member of the Occupy Policy Research Group.

Unlike his counterparts in other countries, Stasi attaches great importance to the academic qualifications of its members, especially those who study law, and there are many Stasi members with relevant law degrees. The reason for this is on the one hand the business needs and on the other hand the preparation for the occupation at some point in the future. After all, it is impossible to rely on the military for everything, and some things are more suitable for legal experts and secret police.

This group of experts has long studied the pros and cons of the occupation policies of various countries, and has studied the customs and customs of various places to a certain extent, but in the final analysis, they are only talking on paper, and they are only working on old written records, and it is inevitable that they will be out of touch with the current era. There was a rare living sample for them to study, and the Archon didn't want his men to miss out on a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Listen, keep an eye on everything that happens in the Crown Collar, even the tiniest detail. ”

Stirring the pot full of grease, brain marrow, and chili powder vigorously, Li Lin said like a song.

"Cherish it, this is a rare sample of stupid occupation policy, not all the time can be encountered, if you don't thank His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, it won't work. (To be continued......)