[Curse back to battle] Wujo Wu he Jinwu Zangjiao

, Walking on the street here, you may pass by you for a second. People who look very ordinary can turn around and use weird abilities to cause some damage that others can't stop.It can be said that no conjurer likes to step here as a conjurer.

but……

"The ghost of the bird, which was clearly exorcised, reappeared in Yokohama. This is really concerning!"

Behind the door came the sound of the cane pole thumping on the ground, revealing the restlessness of its owner.

Another old voice answered: "That is a powerful super-level spell spirit, and the "window" has reported that it has been active in the Yokohama area, this task can only be entrusted to you, Gojo! "

"Exactly! The super imaginary mantra spirit that has been exorcised can be resurrected in a short period of time. This issue must not be underestimated!"

Gojo Satoru threw his head up on the wooden chair with his head upright, with one hand resting on the top of the back of the chair. He probably felt that these people were really noisy with their left and right sentences, and he finally gave a response with his voice dragging.

"Isn't it because your hands and feet weren't clean back then? Hey, maybe it was a carelessness that made it escape."

——Of course it was the kind of response that pissed people off.

"Five Enlightenments!"

"Haha, I'm just kidding, just kidding, don't be angry." Gojo Satoru shrugged, retracted the hand that was slumped behind the back of the chair, and folded his arms instead, which was finally a little bit neater than before.Although his voice still carried the usual kind of carelessness, it suddenly sank, "However, was there any question whether the ghost image of the bird was 'exorcised' or 'cannot be found and judged to be exorcised'? Who can give me an accurate answer?"

"..."

A silence answered him.

Oops, I guess it was their negligence and they still don't admit it.Back then, he remembered that this matter was originally going to be handled by the Wutiao family. Why did it end up being handled by the Wutiao family?

Forget it, don't remember.

Too lazy to worry about such irrelevant issues, he turned to talking about a pastry he had eaten in Chinatown before, put his hands in his pockets, turned around and turned into an alley.

Originally, he just walked more and more remote. After passing through this long alley and passing through two residential blocks with no people there, he came to a place that clearly belonged to the suburbs.

Well, it was almost as he predicted. According to the trajectory and speed reported by the "window" before, it should be in this area now.The breath of mana is just ahead.

So it's just a special grade, and it's not hard to find, so why does he have to come over.

Thinking this way very ordinaryly, Gojo Gojo rubbed his nose and stepped into the small forest in front of him.

However, ten minutes later, when he was about to see what that curse spirit looked like, the aura he was familiar with suddenly disappeared without a trace.

It's not that there's no trace, it's just that the source is visibly gone.

This is interesting.

Gojo Satoru stood on the spot and thought about it for a while, then raised his brows amusedly, and then continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.

Although the breath of the curse spirit disappeared, he seemed to have heard other voices.

A white building gradually appeared in sight, and the voice he heard also came from here.The building is about two stories high, and the glass windows are tightly closed. Although the curtains are not drawn, but I don't know if it is because it is not needed during the day or for other reasons. The glass reflects the skylight, so it is impossible to see the scene inside the window...

Before he could take a closer look at the building, the metal gate not far away, which seemed to have anti-riot functions, suddenly rose, and then a slender figure walked out from inside.

The person who came was a young woman with long black hair, and some long bangs slightly covered her purple eyes. She had a delicate face, and her skin was rather pale than fair. A bit of blood color added a touch of sickly beauty to her.

The fly in the ointment was that there was an obvious burn mark extending from her neckline, spread over her neck, and spread to her chin, which could be regarded as not yet disfigured.The long sleeves had fallen a little as she straightened her hair, revealing the edge of a little bandage on her arm.

No matter how you look at it, it is very suspicious-even if someone tells him that the other party is just a resident of this building, this very reasonable explanation is the truth, it is still very suspicious.

Gojo Satoru stood still without making a sound first.

The door fell back to its closed state following the action of the woman walking out. She saw the young man standing not far away. His originally calm expression froze for a moment, and then naturally turned into a polite and soft smile: " If this gentleman wants to visit, I'm sorry, the visit day of the laboratory ended yesterday."

A short sentence revealed very crucial information, and even the reason for his coming was found for him by the way, and he suddenly looked unprepared.

"So that's the case, but I'm not here to visit." However, Gojo Satoru himself denied the excuses the other party had made for him in one sentence, tilted his head slightly and showed a big smile, and his eyes fell on the white building behind her , "I didn't expect that there would be a laboratory in this forest. I was just wondering if this might be the residence of aliens who sneaked into the earth."

When it comes to the last sentence, the regret in his tone seems to be that he feels so sincerely.

Amused by what he said, the woman chuckled lightly, and then said, "The residence of aliens? That's not too hidden."

"Yeah. So it's just a guess at the first moment." He responded casually, and then changed the topic, "Ah—by the way, did I waste your time?"

While speaking, the woman was already walking towards his side with smooth steps. She shook her head when she heard the words, her gaze paused for a moment at what could be called the path behind him, and she said with a smile: "It's nothing, I'm about to leave, and I'll leave later. There's nothing else important right now."

"Hey, is that right? Then I can understand that it doesn't matter if you delay for a while?" Gojo Satoru's tone was so familiar that it didn't seem like he was just meeting the person in front of him for the first time and didn't even exchange names. Without looking at the building again, he turned around and walked in a position beside her but not too close to make people uncomfortable, using his usual climbing skills, "Miss sister, I have a little problem I want to ask you, can I move to the nearby commercial street? There is a nice coffee shop over there, I invite you."

He noticed that coffee shop on the way here, and at that time he wanted to go in and have a sit, it happened to kill two birds with one stone.

"Sir's invitation is very exciting." She tilted her head, and she didn't care that he was walking beside her, but the expression on her face was a half-smile, "But normal women would not agree to such a suspicious person like you." An invitation from a character."

Those purple eyes looked at him gently, and his words were very polite, but the words he said were not forgiving at all.

"Ah, why don't you just say that he is a suspicious person? What a venomous tongue."

Gojo Satoru was not annoyed, or he didn't even change his expression.Perhaps it was because the left and right could no longer sense any curse spirit here, so he casually tore off the bandages wrapped around his face and then pulled them off, revealing a pair of sincere blue eyes.

"Don't look at my outfit. Actually, I'm working as a private detective. This time, I'm here to help the client investigate. I don't need to tell you about the secrets of this profession, right?" He blinked one eye, and fumbled in the pocket of his clothes with one hand, "I haven't introduced myself yet, I'm Gojo Satoru, this is mine... well, I forgot to bring my business card, sorry~"

How can I forget to bring it, there is no such thing at all.If anyone from the world of conjuration was here, they would be blown away on the spot when they heard Gojo Wujo's words.

Good guy, when did Gojo Satoru work as a private detective part-time, but he was really talking nonsense.

Of course, besides Gojo Satoru, there is only a black-haired woman who came out of that building. She just raised her eyebrows slightly, teased, "Then, Mr.'s professionalism needs to be improved", and then politely returned her name. : "A crane is like a broken feather."

"Miss Heruo~" he shouted kindly, clasped his hands together, and smiled very refreshingly, "Anyway, just spend a little time and help me with this, okay?"

There are probably not many people who would not be defeated by Gojo Satoru's face, eyes, and smile. The woman named He Ruo Zhe Yu stared at him for several seconds, her eyes were calm, she didn't know what to think about, and finally agreed : "Left and right also want to find a place to relax, so Mr. Detective, you must do what you say when you treat guests."

His smile deepened: "It's natural."

On the shopping street, in a high-end coffee shop.

Gojo Satoru didn't know when he put on that strange bandage again, sat there with his back slightly arched, squeezed the straw to stir up more bubbles in his milkshake, and continued the greeting just now: "So that's it. ~Miss He Ruo is a researcher in the laboratory at such a young age, she is amazing."

Although wrapping the bandage up slightly blocked his very attractive face, the outfit with the silver-white hair scooped up and the bandage covering his eyes and his proud height were still extremely conspicuous.Even if Gojo Satoru sat down, he could still be higher than the back of the sofa in the booth, because of his hunched posture, at most he could only see his hair from behind.

"Where, it's just a false job, and I'm only in the stage of being an apprentice."

The woman who entered the coffee shop with him at his invitation