The vest blew up the Shura field

But despite saying that, Suzumiya still didn't directly call An Ding who was exhausted in the Metropolitan Police Department.

The reason is also very simple - he is too lazy to learn a bunch of skills for solving crimes and investigations.

You must know that although it doesn't matter if the collapse of the person is set, the death of the society is against his handsome and compelling image.

After laying dead in the consciousness space for a long time, Suzumiya and Shu rolled up and sat up, poking at the video game system on the side: "Hey, where is the location of the first mission?"

The system used the two wriggling tentacles to control the characters on the screen to jump up and down, and said without looking back, "It's in Kyoto. It's a small Yakuza organization called the Autumn Swords Team. The leader owes 800 million yen to the organization."

Suzumiya was taken aback: "The organization has so much money to borrow?"

God, he thought the organization was poor, looking at the organization's uniform uniforms and gin cars that were so old-fashioned.

The system was so frightened that its tentacles trembled, and the character was directly KO'd by the opponent, and the words "gameover" popped up.

It glanced at Suzumiya resentfully with its small eyes and said: "Master Host, you have been in the organization for several years, although you know you are fishing for fish, you shouldn't..."

It shouldn't even be clear that the leader of the organization is the former richest man in the world.

Seeing Suzumiya Heshan's eyes, the system swallowed half of the sentence very carefully, turned around and said, "Ginjiu is still waiting for your message."

"Oh." Suzumiya sat on the sofa, casually pulling a pillow in his arms, "Isn't Tokyo right next to Mi Hua, so it's quite suitable for traveling."

"Task--"

Suzumiya Kazuki waved his hand: "Isn't it just a debt collection, I'll do it myself later."

He showed a sinister smile: "Gin Jiu has cheated me so much, I have to find some fun for him first."

"what?"

Suzumiya Kazuki withdrew his smile and showed a righteous expression: "As a three-good citizen, what should I do if I witness an underworld organization? Of course I should report it!"

system:……

Yes, the second-in-command of the reporting organization, the police, FBI, and CIA should all thank you.

……

"Lunchboxes, umbrellas, and money... wait a minute, guns don't seem to pass security checks."

Suzumiya Kazuki put the outing items into a shoulder bag, casually took out the gun and threw it in the drawer, humming happily.

He just made a phone call to the police station and said in a panic that he ran into a gangster's trading place and just escaped. He wanted to report the information. Not only was he comforted by the police lady, but he also received a reward of [-] yen. ——As long as he finds time to go to the police station to provide clues in the past two days.

The system is like an old mother who is worried about a foolish son traveling far away, asking him: "Master Host, are you planning to just dress like this?"

Suzumiya Kazuki: "Bring a color contact lens? What's the matter if an enthusiastic citizen bumps into Chivas Regal? It's not a loss to have a third child."

"The gin..."

Suzumiya Kazuki gave the system a strange look: "Why are you worried about him? I don't work because the world hasn't accepted me as a person, so I feel a little presence everywhere, and it's not that I can't beat him."

"Besides, what about Suzumiya and the tree trunk has anything to do with Chivas Regal."

The system looked at the playful host, silently swallowed the advice in his mouth, and compared him with "Amen" in his heart.

In the future, if the energy is full to reshape the body, the studios of this world may merge. If you don’t want to wear a vest and face a wave of identity, as long as the protagonists of the world exchange information——

Hiss, the picture is too beautiful, I hope it won't be too Shura field by then.

What if the host wants to open the vest one day and takes the initiative to open the vest?

I feel that if this matter is said, the host with this mentality will definitely go on strike now, and the system that worries about the host's future life decides to wait for a good time for a showdown.

Three hours later, Suzumiya Kazuki, wearing a peaked cap and a white shirt, with a face so tender that he fit perfectly into a high school student, stood in front of the map of Kyoto. Looking at the map drawn with different lines, he always relied on system navigation without knowing his own way. Suzumiya Kazuki fell into deep thought.

"What about Hua Jian Xiaolu's philosophy, can't you be more straightforward? System, come out and navigate."

The system invisible to others floated in the air, and he said helplessly: "Master Host, you just said that you wanted to pretend to be an innocent high school student who just came to eat and drink. High school students don't know how to use the system."

Suzumiya Kazuki sighed, raised his hand to send the system back, cleared his throat, and raised the volume: "Why is it so hard to find this food street in Tokyo?"

"Yeah, there are a lot of food courts." A voice suddenly sounded behind him, and the boy in the peaked cap seemed to be taken aback, and his whole body trembled.

He turned around abruptly, his round cat eyes widened, and he looked at the white-haired young man in front of him with some doubts. Seeing that he was not a bad person, he breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured with puffy face: "Don't come here suddenly." It’s scary talking behind someone else’s back.”

"Hey, don't be nervous. Didn't you say you're going to the food street, I know where it is."

Wearing a black eyepatch, the young man with white messy hair waved his hand casually, and put his hand on the boy's shoulder very familiarly: "Hey, is this a person coming to Tokyo to play? I just want to buy a limited number of Kikufu, just Let's go together."

The boy raised his peaked cap, and some of the flattened messy hair turned up again, looking a little dazed, he said: "Who are you, I heard that some traffickers will pat other people on the shoulder, and then relax their vigilance abduct people away."

The young man burst out laughing, and happily brushed his hair: "Ah, that's what children believe, right? My name is Gojo Satoru, and I'm a teacher at a school in Tokyo."

"Suzumiya Kazuki, come to play."

Seeing that the boy was still vigilant, but relaxed after exchanging names, Gojo Satoru raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and was about to say something when a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"—Teacher, you, you should wait for me."

Carrying two big bags of Fenmao, he ran from a distance and quickly rushed in front of the two of them.

Seeing the young man with Gojo Satoru hugging his shoulders, Hirohito Kojo's pupils shrank, he stopped in his tracks, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Gojo Satoru.

Only then did Suzumiya Kazuki clenched his left fist and knocked on his right, and said to Gojo Satoru suddenly, "So you are really a teacher."

A certain young man with the four characters "no teacher's morality" written all over his face didn't seem to feel the doubts of Yuzu Yuren, but said with a playful smile: "That just so happens, let's go to the food street to buy new flavors Dessert."

The knotweed Youren hesitated to speak: "But we still have to..."

Suzumiya Kazuki tugged at his bag, and said empathetically, "Since you have something to do, go back first, and I'll ask others."

Gojo Satoru patted him on the shoulder enthusiastically: "Since you have come from a long way, as the host, I will definitely take you to have a meal. Wait a minute, I will explain something to the students."

Suzumiya Kazuki gave an obedient "Oh" and turned to look at the map.

In his heart, he said to the system: "What were you thinking just now, the dog system, can't my acting skills blind your dog's eyes?"

System: "..." His host is really pretending to be tender without being shy, with that little sheep-like expression, its data is so scared that it drops all over the floor.

Suzumiya Kazuki: "You're still slandering me in your heart right now, you're done."

system:"!!!"

On the other side, Wujo Wujo took out a meat floss pancake from his bag and gnawed on it, dragging the knotweed Yujin to the coffee shop not far away, and said vaguely: "Don't be so nervous, what do you want to know? Just ask."

Knotabagi Yuhito glanced at the young man who was looking at the map with his back turned to them without realizing it, and asked with some confusion: "What the hell is he..."

Gojo Satoru nodded, and simply added the second half of the sentence: "Isn't it interesting that a curse spirit treats himself as an ordinary high school student?"

……