[Curse back to battle] Wujo Wu he Jinwu Zangjiao

Wearing a white coat that is very suitable for her laboratory work, she is somewhat out of place in this high-end coffee shop that plays low-key and elegant music, but she looks calm and takes a sip of the bitter coffee in front of her without any embarrassment. After taking a sip, with a faint smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, he answered him like this.

The porcelain cup that she put down casually made almost no sound on the porcelain plate, and such skillful hands are not something just a random person has.

Gojo Satoru didn't seem to pay attention to the movement of her putting down the cup, but he himself finally let go of the straw, and crossed his hands to support his chin instead, sighing: "It looks super hard, a trainee's job."

"Huh?" She showed a slightly surprised expression, "Why do you say that?"

He replied, "Because you seem to have suffered a lot of injuries."

Saying so, Gojo Satoru lowered his head slightly, his eyes obviously fell on her hand.

Sitting in front of the table now, the white sleeves outside the arms of He Ruo Zheyu that were placed on the table faded back due to the movement, so the bandages that were neatly covered by her hands became more and more obvious, and it can be seen from that clean and orderly appearance The character of the person who takes care of one or two.

She didn't seem to be afraid of being looked at by others, and when Wujo Wu mentioned it, she just showed on her face that she didn't expect him to say this, and replied naturally with a slight curl of her lips: "It's just an old injury, it's just It’s just unsightly, there’s nothing I can do about it, who told me I’m a scarred physique.”

Having said that, He Ruo Zhe Yu smiled helplessly.

"Mr. Wujo understands, right? Girls love beauty." She continued, and then raised her finger to point at her neck, "Unfortunately, it would be too strange to wear a bandage here."

She chuckled lightly, as if she had just said a few insignificant small talk.

But what she didn't say is that here (Yokohama), it's not like no one dresses like that.

Gojo Satoru didn't answer immediately, he followed her words and looked at the red burn marks, his blue eyes narrowed under the bandages, and the smile on his lips meant nothing.

I'm lying.

If you really cared about the so-called scars, how could you be so generous and allow others to look at you.And although it wasn't obvious, she had a faint smell of medicine, which belonged to the trauma medicine he was quite familiar with - the old injury theory, except for those burns, probably didn't hold water.

But her attitude is also clear: even if you can see that what I said is a lie, no matter how much you ask about the things you really don't want to say, you can only get a prevaricate answer.

Or in other words, confident?

Gojo Satoru only felt that this time he came here on a business trip unwillingly was a pleasant surprise, and it wasn't often that he would meet such an interesting person on weekdays.He smiled and said: "So that's the case. Oh, I asked a question that shouldn't be asked, first say sorry to Miss Heruo~"

That being said, there was no sign of apology on his face.

"Then let's get to the point and tell you what I want to ask you." He then changed the subject, took out his phone and pretended to open the memo, "Does Miss Heruo go to that laboratory every day?"

She was noncommittal: "After all, it is a place to work."

"In that case, have any strange things happened in this area recently? Let me give you an example~ For example, sometimes the door of your laboratory can't be closed for no reason."

"Ah, that can be considered a supernatural event." He Ruo Zheyu heard a gleam in his purple eyes, "Unfortunately, I rarely walk around this area except to and from the laboratory, and I don't seem to have seen it before." The thing that Mr. Detective wants to find out happened."

"It's okay, I'll just ask. Then..."

Gojo Satoru asked a few more questions that seemed to have nothing to do with the spell, but he didn't see anything recorded on the phone, and the screen went off long ago.After a while, he seemed to have made a decision in his heart, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and didn't insist on asking her to stay and chat with him, and readily agreed to He Ruo Zhe Yu's proposal to leave.

On the contrary, he was still sitting in the booth after the woman left, staring at the bottomed glass with folded arms, and after a while, a pleasant chuckle escaped from his throat.

The bathroom in the loft apartment named Heruo is full of steam.

The woman's long black hair was thrown back by her, and the wet hair was gathered together and hung tightly on her back.Her slender white palm was covering the mirror, and the mirror that she had just wiped off the mist still had some water drops, which vaguely reflected her purple pupils.

It also reflected a large area of ​​burn marks in front of her.

Compared with this shocking whole, what is exposed after being covered by daytime clothes is nothing at all.

She looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes were calm.

"Conjurer..."

He Ruo Zhe Yu murmured softly, then narrowed his eyes, parted his lips and smiled.

Five, article, enlightenment.

She knew this person, the well-known "strongest" in the magic world.

"It seems that he is a very interesting person."

Extra Story-If Line 2

The door painted with a layer of dark brown lacquer was opened with a creak, and the light from the corridor and a slender figure who arrived late entered the room, and the floating dust in the air was also captured by the sunlight. Looking at the light source, the faces of people in the future will also be blurred.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the orange-haired cadre, who was buried in the desk processing documents, didn't lift his head. The black hat brim and drooping bangs almost covered the expression on his face, only the voice revealed A little irritated by the documents full of errors and omissions: "Those guys have already recruited?"

Although his question was a question, his tone actually implied certainty—he had never seen her interrogation ability, but he had heard his subordinates mention it countless times with trepidation, and it was said that she could be compared with a certain guy .

This is also trust in her ability.And even though the other party was late according to his habit, he didn't say a word, which showed that the two were quite familiar with each other.

The person who came from yesterday went to a place where the superficial building was the entire laboratory and stayed for a whole day. She walked slowly to the sofa opposite Zhongyuan Zhongya's desk and sat down. He took a can of coffee out, pulled the ring and took a sip, then put it on the coffee table with a light click.

"They don't really stand up to my questioning." She nodded with a smile and replied, knowing that the anger of the person processing the documents at the desk was not aimed at herself, so she didn't care about it , just shook his head and pretended to be regretful, "It's a pity, I thought they could hold on for a while, and I don't know if this time will be as long as the time I spent traveling back and forth."

Hearing this, Zhongyuan Zhong also snorted slightly: "Don't think that I don't know what you did there."

"Ah, it's not a gentleman's job to make excuses for a lady casually." He Ruo Zhe Yu smiled and did not deny it.She tapped the top of the can with her fingers, "How about accepting the kindness of your subordinates once in a while, Mr. Chuya? The taste of these canned coffees is really hard to compliment."

Previously, a subordinate proposed to bring freshly ground coffee every day, but was rejected by Nakahara Chuya with a sentence of "no trouble".

This made Tsuruwaka Oriha, who often drank coffee with him, expressed great regret on the spot.

"Huh? That's really embarrassing." Zhongyuan Zhong also twitched his eyebrows, too lazy to argue with her, he stopped his hands, and finally raised his head from a pile of documents, "So, are you going to personally Go and clean up that gang?"

As soon as he raised his head, he met those squinted purple eyes.

The owner of the eye pupil seemed to have discovered something interesting, and stared straight at him, filled with ridicule, and looked at Zhong Yuanzhong quite uncomfortable.

The other party didn't answer for a while, so he couldn't help but say: "What, what are you doing?"

Heruo Zheyu had been sitting gracefully and gracefully with her hands folded on her knees just now, and she leaned back on the back of the sofa all of a sudden, and changed to a more casual sitting posture, and said with a smile: " nothing."

"?"

"I'm just thinking. Is Chuya-kun curious? Why should I take over this matter?"

She had actually changed the topic just now, but he abducted her back relentlessly. This is not like the usual style of Zhongye in the Central Plains.

He turned his eyes: "...not at all."

"Oh?" He Ruo Zheyu pointed the handle of the sofa with his index finger, his eyebrows and eyes curved, "That's it."

"Tsk..."

The intention was exposed, and Chuya Nakahara's face was a little more uncomfortable.

So it's very troublesome to deal with this woman, and it's so wicked.

Bisheng still can't refute.

Of course, Zhongyuan Zhong has never been curious about the private affairs of his colleagues, but this time he felt a little strange after all.Due to the nature of the work in their respective fields of responsibility, he is the one among the cadres who has cooperated with Tsururuo Oriha the most times, and he knows that although this person looks very gentle, except for his love of novelty, he basically has nothing to really attract Get her interested.

However, yesterday he happened to catch those people and asked his subordinates to escort them back to the headquarters, but Heruo Zheyu suddenly sent a message that she wanted to take over their interrogation, which surprised Zhongyuan Zhong.

In a small group like this on weekdays, the people under him can solve it by themselves, so there is no need for them to be in charge of it. If he hadn't happened to meet him, he would probably only listen to his subordinates' reports when they were escorted back. When you hear about this matter again, it's time to resolve it.

in other words……

He didn't go around too much, and nodded directly: "This