448 "That's Right, the Killer Is..."

An invisible force rapidly escalated the conflict between Preparatory Course students and formally qualified students.

Things have developed to an unbelievable degree.

Two thousand and twelve Preparatory Course students chose to commit mass suicide at around 9:30 a. m. today.

Jumping off a building, cutting wrists, drowning, being executed, hanging...

The methods differ, but the results are mostly the same.

The turn of events sent chills down my spine, as if I were in a dream.

It is entirely understandable for one or two people to choose to end their own lives because they feel worthless, or because of hormonal imbalances or depression.

But the simultaneous suicide of more than two thousand people is a rather bizarre and terrifying event.

The few dozen remaining students of the Hope's Peak Academy now look at each other, gathered together, and for the first time begin to doubt the reality of their own world.

This kind of plot seems more like something out of a horror novel, doesn't it?

How could that possibly happen in real life?!

"Now that things have come to this point, there's no point in being overly concerned with what you have or hiding your shortcomings."

A tall, slender girl with long, golden-red hair and a hot figure walked out and stood gracefully in front of everyone.

"Let me introduce myself first..."

"Enoshima Junko."

She pressed her delicate hand to her heart. "The school calls me the 'Super High School Level Fashion Model,' but actually, I have some other talents too."

Enoshima Junko's remarks immediately caused whispers among the people present.

She is indeed a star student.

Before Enoshima Junko entered the school, she was a popular cover model for a leading teen fashion magazine, leading the fashion trend among high school students nationwide.

Because this girl's moods are unpredictable and she has little patience, often turning her back on people after just a few words, she doesn't have many close friends at the Hope's Peak Academy.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan's gaze fell on Komaeda Nagito.

In fact, these two people do have some similarities in personality.

"Actually... many people here know that when a person has multiple talents, the school usually chooses the weaker one as the title."

Enoshima Junko covered her mouth, looked at Wang Yan, and smiled, "For example, this [Super High School Level Game Developer] is also the world's number one hacker."

"As for me, I'm better at 'analysis' than print models."

"From now on, please call me the [Super High School Level Analyst]."

Upon hearing this, Komaeda Nagito's gaze towards her brightened even more.

"I'm stepping forward today to help everyone analyze and reason about recent events."

As she spoke, Enoshima Junko snapped her the Snap.

The projector projects images and text onto the wall.

It was an extremely bloody and cruel photograph.

Thirteen twisted corpses of Student Union members.

"This is the beginning of the current situation."

"The Student Council Massacre Incident."

"Through various details, it can be easily deduced that when the killing occurred, there were not only these thirteen people present, but also two other people."

This statement, like "Because I am a genius, I love to eat chocolate," lacks a complete logical chain.

However, Enoshima Junko showed no intention of explaining, and simply said with a smile, "They are all between 1.68 and 1.72 meters tall, and their individual combat strength is quite high."

"Moreover, as everyone should have noticed, there are signs of infighting among these thirteen people."

"So it's not 13 against 2 or 13 against 1, it's more like a frenzied, desperate slaughter party!"

At this point, Enoshima Junko blushed.

She took a deep breath, calmed herself down a bit, and changed the demonstration photo to the second one.

It was a slideshow of over two thousand Preparatory Course ways.

Bloody, gruesome, and unbearable to look at.

Enoshima Junko, however, watched with great interest.

After a long pause, she excitedly said, "Secondly, the mastermind behind the scenes is very persuasive, has good speaking skills, and even possesses a certain ability to hypnotize and brainwash."

"Finally, I must tell everyone..."

"There are traitors among us."

"The information about the Fat/Thin Ten Gods and the Liar was leaked as soon as it was revealed to the outside world."

"Does no one make any connections?"

"Or do you think that all talented people in the world are one family, and that they would never betray each other?"

Enoshima Junko is a woman who is very good at manipulating people's hearts.

A few words and a few pictures were enough to plunge the survivors into a precarious situation of mutual suspicion.

Everyone observed each other and felt that quite a few suspects had emerged in their minds.

Many people's attention was focused on Akane Owari "Ultimate Soldier".

She almost perfectly matched all the predictions about Enoshima Junko.

"Oh..."

A faint smile appeared on Komaeda Nagito's lips as his gaze darted back and forth between the faces of Akane Owari and Enoshima Junko.

Although there is no further information, it is still easy to see if you observe carefully.

Enoshima Junko and Akane Owari look almost exactly alike!

However, the two have completely different styles of dress and temperament. One is like a proud white Swan, while the other is like an ugly duckling fighting for food from the mouth of a wild dog. It seems that few people have carefully observed and thought about this point.

Hinata Hajime Hyuga frowned, as if he was pondering a certain question.

Nanami Chiaki put down her game console and looked at Wang Yan with a puzzled expression.

"Don't worry, we'll have the results soon."

Wang Yan gently comforted this outstanding worker.

Despite being stared at by everyone as if he were the murderer, Mukuro Akane Owari remained calm, only looking at Enoshima Junko with a flushed face.

Even though she became the target of public criticism, she seemed to have far more goodwill than badwill towards Enoshima Junko.

"In summary..."

As Enoshima Junko finished speaking, she took out a pistol with the safety off and fully loaded from her small satchel and aimed Akane Owari.

Without a shred of pity, without a moment's hesitation, he simply pulled the trigger indifferently.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Five consecutive shots nearly shattered Akane Owari's body.

A rusty, bloody stench filled the air, and Akane Owari stared at Enoshima Junko in disbelief.

With her skills, she could easily have survived a hail of bullets.

But she never expected that Enoshima Junko would shoot her.

Everyone gasped, their gazes fixed on Enoshima Junko.

Even if we determine that Akane Owari is the culprit, shouldn't we give him a chance to defend himself?

This direct shooting is just like the murderers in mystery movies who kill to cover up their crimes!

"That's right, the murderer is..."

Enoshima Junko said smugly, her smile wicked, "Me."

I'm really happy about this.