Alvin squeezed in by the principal's office window with Ginny and Rocket Raccoon in his arms...
Ginny adjusted the tactical goggles that were a little too big for her face and said excitedly, "Dad, Dad, I see them..."
Alvin stared intently at the silent battlefield below. In the darkness, Fox was making a contemptuous gesture at him, which clearly meant, You're an eliminated prisoner. You can't participate anymore!
Alvin could more or less understand why everyone was doing this. Lately, the pressure on everyone had been reaching its limit.
He had set up this "school conduct rectification" trap partly to give everyone something to do and partly to tighten up the somewhat lax School Rules.
A bunch of lawless brats and a vice director who favored appeasement had caused the school's atmosphere to undergo some strange changes.
This was an illness. It had to be treated!
As for the little bastards who were very likely to get beaten up because of this "treatment," that was no longer something the principal had to consider.
It had originally been a very meaningful undertaking, but then a group of strong-willed women with nothing better to do joined in, throwing a variable into what should have been a one-sided "beating"...
What troubled Alvin most was that he had no idea exactly who had joined this game.
If it was only Fox, Shirley, Pepper, and Hela—the four "African Saviors"—Frank and the others should not have much trouble dealing with them.
Fox and the others surely knew this as well, so there was no way only those four women had come.
Now, through the scanning function in his goggles, Alvin discovered that there were actually many sneaky figures throughout the school trying to approach the Detention Room...
Those women who were looking for trouble had mixed