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Suddenly there was an extremely slight friction sound in the air, and there was a tinge of terror in the pitch-black environment, but neither Gojo Satoru nor Dazai Osamu seemed too lazy to blink their eyelids.

Years of working experience made it easy for Osamu Dazai to determine that this unknown killer is definitely not a small person, and he could not reveal a little when they entered at the same time. Feeling gone.

The moonlight seems to be the most suitable background for the killer. The curse spirit is extremely sensitive to the breath of human beings. After the other party deliberately showed some flaws, Dazai Osamu and Gojo Satoru immediately locked their eyes on the vast balcony with only a little gap exposed.

Talented people are bold, Osamu Dazai thought.

Perhaps when he was thinking about whether Wujo Satoru would have a sense of justice and wanted to arrest the other party, the other party was also thinking about whether to kill the conjurer who broke into the scene.

"Hello, it seems that there are two uninvited guests."

The immature voice echoed in the darkness, and the tone full of childish voice made Osamu Dazai raise his brows involuntarily.

—He said it was two.

Reflected by the moonlight, the young figure in front of the window couldn't see his face clearly, but judging from his height, he was definitely not more than five years old...

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Osamu Dazai: "So the Black Hand likes to hire child labor? Even babies?"

"Where is there a baby with such a strong smell of blood." Wujo Wu answered with a very casual attitude, "They can all be compared to the curse spirit."

Most people would not be happy to be watched as a magical animal, but this baby is used to it, and even has the time to chat with them, "Curse spirit? So it's a conjurer, a rare profession."

"It seems that this gentleman is well-informed." Osamu Dazai turned his head and continued, with a smile in his soft voice, as if he met a cute kid from another family on the street, "Since we are not in the same business, It is also confirmed that there is no curse spirit here, so let's go back." He said and glanced at Gojo Wu.

Gojo Satoru's sense of morality obviously does not include meddling in the black-hand-party black-eating gang incidents at will. He shrugged indifferently when he heard the words, and looked around the baby curiously, almost taking out his phone to take a picture. Zhang remembers it.

The little baby in the black suit laughed twice, and the gun in his hand suddenly turned into a lizard and crawled onto the wide brim of the hat.He raised his head, and his bright and round eyes like a child directly met Osamu Dazai.

—This will not be a child's gaze.

Osamu Dazai looked at him quietly for a moment, and the little baby suddenly pursed his lips and smiled, "You are very interesting."

He tilted his head, this action is a bit like a child, "There are really quite a lot of monsters in this world, don't you think so, Mr. Tong."

Time seemed to stand still for an instant.

Osamu Dazai blinked and smiled.

The little baby didn't speak anymore, he lowered the brim of his hat, and disappeared into the darkness again in the blink of an eye, as light and fast as a dream.

With Gojo Satoru's hearing ability, he would not miss the phrase "my fellow", but he didn't say anything, he just picked up Dazai Osamu who was standing aside, and after a while, the two returned to the quiet street again. superior.

"Don't you want to ask something? Teacher Wujo?"

When the baby was there just now, Dazai Osamu deliberately ignored Gojo Satoru's name, which was completely a professional conditioned reflex.

Gojo Satoru scratched his hair, and said casually: "Anyway, if you ask, you will make up some deceitful words."

"It's really sad that Wujo-kun doesn't trust me to such an extent."

"Oh, then tell me why you know so much about human beings."

"Well, but I don't want to tell you."

They walked slowly on the street, the hotel was not far from the building, ten minutes away.

Gojo Satoru smiled, "Oh, I've made progress, I really don't lie anymore."

Because of special reasons, the two have been inseparable for a long time. In the future, I am afraid that only the wife can eat and live with Gojo Satoru like this, but this is the same for Dazai Osamu. The compulsory binding makes him hang himself at home. I didn't even have time to float in the river.

This is an unprecedented experience for both of them.

"Does Wutiao know what breed the baby is?"

"I don't know, maybe it's just as weird as you."

"Does Mr. Gojo know if you can still see Youruto after you go back?"

Gojo Satoru glanced at him, "This is not a matter of course."

"I don't think you will see him alive again." Dazai Osamu said lightly, "This business trip is not too difficult, but you are allowed to go, and the strength of the two-faced Su Nuo is not enough. At this time, it is time to kill him. The best time for Knotweed Yujin."

Gojo Satoru was silent for a while, then said slowly, "What do you want to say?"

"It's nothing, let's chat." Osamu Dazai said, "You have a sloppy personality, you take things for granted, and you are very busy. No matter how you think about it, you shouldn't spare time to be a teacher. But you don't seem to be forced, why is that? ?”

Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets, "I haven't told you what to say, but you came to ask me first?"

"Because I have a good impression of Gojo-sensei~" Osamu Dazai smiled, "You are rich, and you are definitely not doing things for money, and you are so strong. After much deliberation, the only answer is that you have lofty ideals, right? ?”

"Yes." Gojo Satoru admitted bluntly, "The problem in the magic world is no less than the problem of how to exorcise the curse spirit."

"Why?" Osamu Dazai looked up at him, "Is it related to those two game consoles?"

This brat is really a little too sharp.

Gojo Gojo squinted his eyes, and suddenly said: "You always said that Yuren would die, but you knew he was also a part of my plan, so you said it on purpose to anger me?"

"How can I be mad at you." Dazai Osamu sighed deliberately pretending to be sad, "I obviously want to do a little bit to help."

"you……"

"Boom-boom-boom-"

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone interrupted the conversation between the two. Calling in the middle of the night is definitely not a good thing if it is not a scam.

Gojo Satoru picked up the phone, but before he could speak, the flustered voice of Supervisor Yijizhi came from the other side.

"Mr. Wutiao—" he said hastily, "Mr. Huzhang is dead."

Wujo Wuxin was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the black-haired curse spirit!

Sure enough, Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his mouth, smiled as expected, and mouthed to him——

"You see, I was right."