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After Gojo Satoru agrees to cooperate with the detectives, there is no suspense about the result of the third level.

They successfully got the rewards they wanted, and "sent" a pair of unmarried couples who were lucky enough to enter the final stage to the No.1 throne.

Everyone is quite satisfied, except for the panda who was ruthlessly eliminated by his teacher from the beginning.

"Teacher Wutiao, you shouldn't be angry, right?" Panda looked very sincere, but after he finished speaking, he said to Gou Juanji very sadly, "I'm sorry, Gou Juan, it's all because of me, let's go No more luxury cruises."

They went to the luxury cruise ship to participate in the event.

"Salmon." The dog Juicy touched the panda's fleshy head.

Wutiaowu: "..."

"Puchi." Osamu Dazai couldn't help laughing.

Gojo Satoru glanced helplessly, and didn't know what to say to this seemingly clumsy student who didn't know how to communicate with humans, but actually seemed to be very cunning.

"Okay, okay, don't sell it badly, let's go!"

"Huh?? Can you! Isn't it only the top five?"

"You don't have to worry about that, just call everyone else."

"Great! Long live the teacher!!!"

……

After being separated from his temporary teammate Shimizu Rie, Gojo Satoru, who used the banknote ability, boarded a luxury cruise with his students.

It was already a surprise to come to the amusement park for a trip, and now I can still take a cruise. Knotaba Yuhito and Nagasaki Wild Rose were very excited and took the lead in rushing to the front.Even Maki, a reliable underage girl Zenyuan, has a sense of expectation. After all, she has never had such a glamorous experience in her boring life in the past. Everyone is still young and still has a certain sense of freshness about the unknown.

The cruise ship is brightly lit, thick carpets are laid on the smooth teak floor, and exquisite artworks in the corners make the entire hall more magnificent.

Gojo Satoru and Dazai Osamu walked slowly at the end of the crowd. Compared with the students, his face showed no excitement at all. Facing this lively scene, he was not as enthusiastic as seeing canned crab meat.

Having said that, from the very beginning, this kid was only forcing him to participate in this event because of the No.2 reward, and he even did not hesitate to arrest a passerby to form a team.

Wujo Satoru, who had nothing to do, casually glanced around the cruise ship, then turned his attention to the people around him, observing them calmly.

In terms of age alone, Osamu Dazai looks even younger than these students, but combined with the fact that he has students, maybe he just maintains the same appearance as when he died... But a person who is about sixteen or seventeen years old Can you accept students from your child...?At this age, he was still in high school...

How strange do you think...

"Is there something wrong with Gojo-sensei staring at me?" Osamu Dazai asked aimlessly while eating the cotton candy he bought from a convenience store without moving his gaze.

"How old are you?" Gojo Satoru asked directly.

Dazai paused, and gave him a sideways glance. Under the shadow of the light, the meaning in the kite-colored eyes was unclear.

"...What kind of eyes do you have?"

Osamu Dazai stuck out his tongue and licked his lips stained with powdered sugar, shrugged, "Guess?"

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Is this a sensitive issue that needs to be kept secret!

"Forget it." Gojo Satoru looked away, thinking that the answer is really not important, anyway, it must not be the age of the curse spirit for a few months.

It seemed that the marshmallows in the convenience store in Osamu Dazai's hands were delicious, so Gojo Satoru reached out his hand to grab one and threw it into his mouth, and asked while chatting, "Did you often go in and out of such occasions before?"

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows slightly, and thought to himself, indeed, he often goes in and out.

At least when he was a mafia cadre at the port, Osamu Dazai was tired of going to similar places, and basically he had to work overtime whenever he went to this kind of place. When Mori Ogai employed people, it was called exploitation, and child labor was fine. , still always 007, it is really oppressive.

But Osamu Dazai didn't intend to go into such in-depth details. After all, Mr. Gojo hid a lot of things and didn't tell him.

"Probably." Osamu Dazai said half-truth, "My family and yours are actually pretty similar."

"I saw this from the beginning." Wujou put his hands in his trouser pockets and chatted with him, "Most of the curse spirits are like animals, even if they can understand I don’t bother to imitate human beings, it’s unprecedented for someone like you who can even eat Western food. But it’s not surprising that you were a human being before knowing you.”

"Huh? I didn't expect Teacher Wutiao to pay attention to me."

During the conversation between the two, they boarded the cruise ship soon. Because of the celebration, the cruise ship was still filled with a more cheerful atmosphere. Although there were many people dressed in suits and leather shoes, most of them were still playing and having fun between various activities. And there were pool parties.

However, correspondingly, the security level on this cruise ship can be regarded as huge, although they all stand aside, it does not affect the relaxed atmosphere on the cruise ship.

"Is there any important person here?" It was the first time Yuzuhiro Yujin saw this kind of occasion, and subconsciously asked, "There are almost more policemen than people who come to play."

"Maybe there are some stars or something?" Nagasaki Yarose guessed.

"Maybe there's some kind of terror hidden on the boat." Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes and jokingly said, "Maybe there will be a bombing incident in a while, I'm very weak, Mr. Wujo is busy protecting me At this time, you have to protect yourselves."

"No problem!" Everyone was speechless, only Hirohito Katsujo didn't seem to realize that it was a joke, and said seriously, "We will protect you too, Mr. Dazai."

"Okay, okay, didn't I tell you not to trust Dazai's words." Gojo Satoru patted his student on the shoulder, with an attitude of not letting the child learn bad things, "Go play with yours, and leave him alone."

The students were still obedient children. Hearing this, they thought it was the teacher who didn't want these light bulbs to disturb their date time, so they answered "Oh~yes~" very understandingly, and left quickly.

Wutiaowu: "..."

Being ridiculed again and again by these little bastards, Gojo Satoru felt that it was necessary to correct this misunderstanding and re-establish his image as an excellent teacher.But after thinking about it, since Osamu Dazai has a crush on him, wouldn't it mean to reject him if he told the students face to face...

Forget it, the play needs to be complete, he still has professionalism, but there are still some things that need to be clarified... He pressed the other person's shoulder with one hand, pulled him to a place near the dining table, but there were fewer people and asked——

"What did you mean by those words just now?"

"Ah? What do you mean?" Osamu Dazai thought about it for a while, and suddenly said, "Ah, blow up the ship? I'm joking, can't you hear it?"

"If I didn't find out that you were observing the plainclothes policemen hiding in the crowd before participating in the game... I would have thought you were joking." Gojo Satoru bent slightly to look at him, "not to mention the many security forces on board It's... eh? So it seems that you insisted on letting me participate in this event not only for the reward of the No.2 out-of-print game, right?"

"Nonsense~ I obviously want that collector's edition game! But... Wujo-sensei has indeed become smarter." Dazai Osamu smiled, and suddenly reached out to take off the other party's sunglasses and put them on his own face. He blinked with some novelty, "There will be armed forces on high alert here, but they will not block the playground to drive away the crowd. At least it means that what may happen should not pose a threat to the lives of the people, so why do you say it will be?" Put so many police here?"

Gojo Satoru didn't respond to his arbitrary and reckless actions, and still leaned over to look at him.

Without the cover of the sunglasses, even the somewhat probing expression became softer, stared at by those light-colored eyes like glass, even if there is no emotion in it, there will be an illusion of affection.

Osamu Dazai looked up at him for a while, then snorted suddenly, and put the sunglasses back on.

"...?" Gojo Satoru looked puzzled, Dazai Osamu's occasional sudden emotions are always very strange, but he didn't say anything.

"What's the reason?" Gojo Satoru thought for a while, "How do I know this, if there are fugitives and dignitaries, this place would have been blocked long ago, even if there are rare jewels, it's a bit exaggerated...unless someone..."

Having said that, he suddenly understood something, and as soon as he lowered his head, he met Dazai's eyes.

—Unless someone will illegally seize it!

"Yeah, not bad, Mr. Gojo's reaction is finally faster." Dazai Osamu praised with a smile.

Gee.

Gojo Satoru scratched his face itchyly.

"But what does that have to do with us?" Wujo Wutuo asked again, putting on his sunglasses, and he began to gradually understand Dazai Osamu's style of planning for a rainy day.

"I didn't say it was related to us." Osamu Dazai took a glass of whiskey from the dining table, "But I know that on such occasions, the snacks and dinner prepared are delicious, and it would be good to bring the students to experience it."

Wutiaowu: "..."

He could believe this kind of perfunctory words, and he had lived with this troublesome guy for so long in vain.

Gojo Satoru quickly recalled everything that happened during the day, and finally fixed on a certain tea-haired woman. He said: "So you like to play tricks, you should have guessed about the candidate early in the morning, right? Didn't you stop it?"

"Why stop it? Does it have anything to do with us?" Osamu Dazai threw the words back.

Sure enough, this guy who is afraid of chaos in the world.

Seeing the other party's familiar movements of drinking, Gojo Satoru reached out and took the glass away, and replaced it with fruit juice under Dazai Osamu's protesting gaze.

"If you're a minor, you have to act like a minor." He said flatly, "It's not like you're left alone."

Osamu Dazai was rarely deflated.

I'm an adult—he wanted to say, but in the end he just grunted and turned to eat something else.

Gojo Satoru stood next to him without taking a step away. He glanced at the wine glass he had snatched from Osamu Dazai, silently sipped the high-strength wine in it, then frowned, and put it down again in disgust.

The leisurely time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for the dinner party to start. The scattered students gathered around their teacher again, and the rumored emerald treasure "Breath of the Spirit" was also displayed in full view, but now The outside is covered with tempered glass, and covered with a layer of velvet.It is rumored that there are countless institutions around, and no one can approach and take away the gems.

The organizer began to explain the origin and history of "Breath of Spirits" on stage.

"What do you think? Knowing that someone is coming to steal it, why not show it up and explain it?" Wujo Satoru didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement, and complained while eating.

"You can also understand it as a demonstration." Dazai Osamu said, "Being a rich man is mostly conceited. I don't believe that any thief can steal things with so many security forces and sophisticated anti-theft equipment."

"But that kind of thing just looks good, and it doesn't have any practical value if you can't eat it. Why is it so expensive?" Yuzu Yujin is not interested in this at all. In his opinion, the value of this stone is not as valuable as the bowl of noodles in front of him. "I don't understand."

"In addition to the rare attributes, the value of some things is added by human beings. This is the source of preciousness." Dazai Osamu looked at him, the corner of his mouth raised into a half-smile, and his kite-colored eyes were full of irony. , "That's proof of status."

Snapped--

At this moment, all the lights suddenly went out!

The gathered crowd was quiet for a moment, before they had time to scream, suddenly, the sound of the entire floor-to-ceiling glass windows shattering echoed throughout the hall!

Everyone in Gaozhuan's eyes froze, but no one moved - this was not caused by the haunting of the curse spirit.

"It's Kidd—!"

I don't know which police department suddenly raised its voice and shouted, and then the sound of dense footsteps echoed around.Osamu Dazai continued to sip the pudding in his hand, occasionally raised his eyes, watching the excitement around him boredly.

When Osamu Dazai was still a human being, he always ate a cat diet. He ate less, but more frequently. He would take a bite or two when he was interested, but the amount he ate every time it was dinner time was not as good as feeding the birds.

Since he was wearing sunglasses all the time, Gojo Satoru was basically not too affected by the invasion of darkness, instead he had the leisure to look down at Dazai eating cat food.This brat has been eating from the beginning of the banquet, which is really rare. The chefs on this cruise ship are so skilled, why didn't he taste it?

The white-haired teacher, who was more and more aware of the other party's urine, couldn't help asking, "So busy filling your stomach? Will something happen soon?"

"Yeah." Osamu Dazai licked the spoon, "But I'm not sure."

"Not sure what?"

"I seem to feel it." Osamu Dazai looked up at him, "The breath of a special curse."

The pale blue pupils shrank slightly——

At the same time, a huge explosion suddenly occurred on the side of the cruise ship!

The surrounding police departments seemed to have not expected this at all, and under the unexpected violent vibration, they hugged the surrounding fixtures one after another.Not to mention celebrities, they are interested in appreciating Kidd's gorgeous magic tricks, but they never thought of putting their lives here.

"Where's the security?!" There were quite a few big figures on board who came up with their own bodyguards. In the chaos, someone could still be heard shouting, "Where did they go?!!"

"What's the situation?"

Nagasaki's center of gravity was unstable and almost hit the dining table, but Gojo Satoru supported her in time, and Zenyuan Maki immediately leaned over, and the students of the high school all entered the mode of preparing for battle.When everyone gathered together, Yuzu Yujin closed his eyes and tried to feel it, but he hesitated when he opened his eyes, "Mr. Teacher, I don't know anything..." I didn't notice it.

The same is true for Fu Heihui on the side.

Gojo Satoru showed no expression, the surroundings were in a mess. Although it wasn't chaos, it would be unimaginable if so many people suddenly rioted. The key point was that the ship was still on board. If the ship sank...

He didn't answer the student's words, but lowered his head and glanced at Osamu Dazai, "Where's the target?"

Osamu Dazai stared at the chaotic crowd, "Shimizu Rie."

Under the confusion of the surrounding students, the two had already understood each other's meaning. At this time, the rich man who hosted was about to let people leave with the most expensive emerald necklace on the field first, but when the flannelette was lifted, there was already a It's just empty.

He was surprised and angry: "Where is the spirit's breath?! Why is it gone?!"

No one has ever approached the area where the jewelry is placed. Although the situation is endless, the guards have never left. Kidd's figure only appeared once at the beginning, and he has never been seen again since then, and the mechanism has never been opened!When exactly was the necklace stolen? !

Gojo Satoru passed through the chaotic crowd easily in the dark like no one else was there. On the deck outside the cruise ship, he stood in front of a man in police uniform and said in a low voice, "I have no intention of getting involved with you and the police. The matter between, Shimizu... Miss? But you have to give me back what you have in your hand, it shouldn't be what you want."

The other party raised his head, revealing a pair of blue eyes.

In the lobby of the cruise ship, the police and the rich were milling around, no one knew that their target had already arrived outside and was about to slip away.

But what Gojo Satoru didn't expect was that as soon as he finished speaking, there was another small figure trying to squeeze out from the crowd.

"Ah, you are really good." Kaito Kuroba intentionally used a disguised female voice. When he got the things hidden in the display cabinet, he realized that something was wrong. He was worried about how to deal with this strange and evil feeling. Things, now someone wants to receive them, "Then I will trouble you."

As he spoke, he directly raised his hand and threw it away.

The moment Gojo Satoru caught it, he knew there would be a lot of trouble tonight.

The thing held in his hand is indeed a special-grade cursed object, but it is not an ordinary special-grade cursed object, but a finger of the king of curses, the double-faced Su Nuo, whose seal was lifted the moment it was stolen by Kidd.

The originally calm sea suddenly became choppy, and not far away, in the darkness where the lights couldn't reach, there seemed to be something eerily laughing.

It's no wonder that the students haven't felt the presence of curse spirits. The curse spirits hidden in the water are like water ghosts. The flowing sea water is endowed with special spells, which is the best cover for them.

Conan finally leaned out from the crowd but was picked up and handed to his fellow traveler. Gojo Satoru turned sideways slightly, revealing a cold eye.

"Little detective, there is something important, don't come out yet."

On the other side, Osamu Dazai, who was suddenly pulled by his arm, raised his head strangely, and Yuzuhito Kojo frowned in a protective posture, just as he said before.

"Mr. Dazai, I have a bad feeling."

"Coincidentally, I am the same." Dazai Osamu was still smiling, but what he said made everyone's expressions change drastically, "I feel that a large group of people of the same kind are on the way to board the boat."