The vest blew up the Shura field

……

The atmosphere suddenly became strange.

Hirohito Kojou stared at Wujo Wu with wide eyes, and couldn't help but said, "Teacher, even if you want to kidnap someone, you won't—"

Before he finished speaking, Wujo Wu put his big hand on his head and rubbed it hard, successfully making him hold back the second half of the sentence.

Gojo Satoru: "How about it? Think about it?"

At this time, Suzumiya Kazuki is urgently reversing the plot.Normally, Xia Youjie was killed by his close friend a year ago, and this kind of knife used to mark the perfect friendship between the protagonists usually doesn't play the trick of resurrecting and feigning death.

To die is to die, that is the perfect white moonlight.

——Ask is the experience of going to the theater of hot-blooded youth for many years.

'I remember that Xia Youjie is dead without evidence?Who is Gojo Satoru going to take me back to see? '

System: '...he is dead, but he is not dead to some extent.I am more inclined to host, you seem to have touched the dead end, and you are about to overturn. '

This kind of plot of death and death...Suzumiya Kazuki thought about the plot he saw, and couldn't help but contort for a moment.

Ah, isn't that right? Could it be that Gojo Satoru cursed Xia Youjie into a curse spirit like that pure love god of war?

Thinking of the friendly attitude of the white hair in front of him as a curse spirit, Suzumiya felt that he had realized it.

He originally wanted to use Xia Youjie as a cover, and then, taking advantage of Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie's acquaintance, he proposed to take them to get the notebook and make an accident on the way.

But I really didn't expect Gojo Satoru to be so persistent in wanting to take him back.

Could it be that the number of people in that school is so small that it is necessary to abduct curse spirits on the street?

Fortunately, the conversation in his head was only for a moment, and from the outside world, he just lowered his head and pondered for a while.

The young man didn't seem to feel the aura of Gojo Satoru, and said with some vigilance: "How do you know him?"

"Ah, he is my good friend and classmate." Gojo Satoru said calmly.

Suzumiya Kazuki: "Impossible! You are already a teacher!"

He seemed to have fallen into a disordered thinking, and kept his head down, muttering indiscernible words to himself.

Knotweed Youruhito subconsciously assumed a fighting posture, for fear that the curse spirit would suddenly get out of control and explode.

Gojo Satoru looked at the strange reaction of the curse spirit in front of him, seemed to understand something, raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "How old should the Xia Youjie you know be this year?"

"He..." Suzumiya Kazuki opened his mouth but suddenly stopped.

"Or, how old should you be?"

Gojo Satoru let go of the knotweed and took a step towards Suzumiya Kazuki. His height of 1.9 meters blocked the sunlight, leaving a shadow.

Seeming to have finally realized what was wrong with him, the curse spirit in front of him suddenly raised his head, his red eyes seemed to be seeping blood.

He uttered an unintelligible murmur, then turned and ran.

Yuzu Yujin also moved subconsciously, but Gojo Satoru raised his hand to stop him: "Leave this matter to me."

He raised the blindfold slightly, revealing blue eyes like snow: "I want to see who is using Jie as a cover."

Suzumiya Heshu frantically shuttled through the crowd, not forgetting to ask the system to put a barrier for him so as not to destroy his passively added avatar.

It's just that this secondary blindness method is only effective for ordinary people, but anyone who has a little bit of involvement with the laws of the world, whether they are magicians or not, can see him.

'Why hasn't that guy caught up yet?System, get ready, we'll just withdraw—"

As soon as Suzumiya Kazuki finished talking to the system in his heart, his face changed drastically in the next second: "Wait a minute!"

He slammed on the brakes, and saw two men in black standing in front of a shop amidst the crowd, talking to a man in strange costumes—it was Gin and Bourbon.

It's so hard to die, Bourbon raised his eyes and met his gaze.

The system quickly issued an alarm: "Master host, I can make up for your occasional collapse of the plot, but now let the two studios with unequal strengths match each other... If Qin Jiu and the others are accidentally injured by Wutiao, then we really want to be with the world." saygoodbye! '

I didn't notice the loophole that the system said "now".

Seeing that Bourbon has a tendency to go this way, Suzumiya and Shu are almost the same size.

'I don't need you to tell me! He gritted his teeth, turned around and ran in another direction without hesitation.

"...We are thinking about cooperating with your teacher, but I hope you will show some sincerity." Just as Gin finished speaking, he found that Bourbon had obviously stagnated, and asked instantly alertly: "What did you find?"

Bourbon said: "I seem to have seen Chivas Regal just now? No, no, it doesn't seem to be him, it just looks a bit like him."

Gin casually lit a cigarette: "He has a mission in Tokyo."

Bourbon frowned: "Then why did we look like we were being chased by a dog, and turned around and ran away when we saw us. It didn't look like we were doing a task, but it seemed a bit like we were hiding from someone."

With Chivas Regal's dog-like temper, even if they knew they had business to do, A would probably come up to ridicule them, turn around and run away, always feeling that something was wrong.

The man in the white robe interrupted them hoarsely: "Our Panxing Sect will never treat any partner badly."

Gin sneered: "Then make an appointment for another time to trade."

Seeing that the deal was not settled, the man said eagerly: "We can add another 3000 million!"

"Ah... so the Panxing Sect is still dead?" A cool voice suddenly came from beside the three of them.

Gojo Satoru lingered unhurriedly behind Suzumiya Heshu, and wanted to see where this person would go, but he didn't expect to bump into the revived Panxing Sect.

——This scene is really getting more and more interesting.

"Wujo Wu!" The voices of the Panxing Cult almost shattered.

Without waiting for the crowd to react, he pulled his hood like a fish out of water, plunged into the crowd, and slipped away without looking back.

Bourbon and Gin put their hands on their waists subconsciously, and looked at the man in front of them with some vigilance. Although he did not do anything else, the attitude of the Panxing Cult just now showed that the visitor was not good.

Two ordinary people, although they have strong murderous aura but are not haunted by curse spirits, they should not be important people.

Gojo Satoru looked at the two of them with his waist pierced, then he waved suddenly, turned his head and left: "Ah, it's so scary, so scary, next time I bring a gun on the street, I'll tell uncle the police."

Qin Jiu's face darkened in an instant. He took out the gun in his pocket and pointed it at Gojo Satoru's back without hesitation. However, the tall man disappeared in the next second.

Bourbon stood aside with his arms folded, his light-colored hair shone with a faint golden light under the refraction of the sun, and his expression became dignified: "Are you from the other world?"

Gin put his gun back with a stinky face, ignoring the horrified appearance of ordinary people next to him who wanted to call the police, and said coldly: "Go to the Pan Xing Sect first and ask for clarification!"

"Heh, conjurer, I really want to see a human body that can be harder than bullets."

……

After this little episode, when Gojo Satoru went to track Suzumiya and the tree again, he found that this mysterious curse spirit seemed to have melted into the air, leaving no trace, even the remnants of the place where the curse spirit passed by. No filth remained.

In the final analysis, the curse spirit is a kind of curse produced by people's negative emotions. There must be leakage of the curse power while walking, and it is basically impossible for him to miss something under his six eyes.Then there are only two possibilities, one is that in the short period of time after this curse spirit left, someone deliberately helped him eliminate the filth, and the other is that this curse spirit is not a curse spirit in the general concept, that is, it is not produced by negative human emotions another special existence.

"Has it disappeared... Interesting."

Reminiscent of the Mantra Spirit running in a different direction as if he had seen a ghost when he saw the Panxing Cultist, Gojo Satoru suddenly grinned: "Jie...are you still alive?"

He picked up the phone and called Yuzu Yuren: "Moshi Moshi, Yuren? Help me buy some edamame fresh cream flavored Daifuku, and remember to bring cold noodles along the way. Ah yes, directly Go back to school, there's work to do."

On the other hand, Suzumiya Kazuki, who had succeeded in bringing disaster to the east, took off his color contact lenses non-stop, and drove all the way, with Chivas Regal's extremely high level of professionalism, he beat the leader of Naoshizi's Autumn Sword Team until he knelt on his hands and cried to pay back the money.

When he saw that 800 million yen was successfully transferred to the account, he was relieved, and turned back to the consciousness space to settle the account with the system.

Suzumiya Kazuki: "So what you said at the beginning, as long as you follow Conan's main line to mix energy, is it really mine?"

The system said plaintively: "If you, the host, stay in Mihua honestly, that is indeed the case."

Suzumiya Kazuki:?Do you have to restrict your personal freedom if you want to take a vacation these days?

He let out a "hehe", and gave the system a brainstorm without hesitation: "Give me the rest of the plot."

Then... After watching the entire Suzumiya Kazuki who cursed back to the timeline, he suddenly felt that his life was meaningless.

"You told me this is called a hot-blooded youth manga?" He knocked on the light screen in disbelief, a certain social animal who lost half of his body and was still saying "I'll leave the rest to you", almost vomited after a mouthful of old blood out.

Is this hot-blooded protagonist group?It's the audience who was stabbed! Hey!

In the last second, he thought that this man named Qihai Jianren was his best friend, thinking that he would have the opportunity to discuss "job is shit" with him, but in the next second, he found that he was on the street in the plot, and he was still dead That's a miserable one.

The system was silent for a while and said: "You just got 1% of the energy you got from contacting Gojo Satoru and Polygonum cuspidatum Yuhito, and now you have collected a total of 22.3%."

"Don't talk about energy with me. Now that I'm alive, can I take care of my old age?" Suzumiya Kazuki calculated the places he could go in this world, and found that he seemed to be able to live in peace only by leaving Japan. Before the plot, he would be rejected by the world if he left without authorization.

That is to say, if he wants to retire, he not only has to avoid plot killings in various studios, but also has to accompany Conan in more than 1000 cases—more than that.

The system cautiously said: "Then why not do it?"

Anyway, it is a silicon-based organism, and when its energy is exhausted, it is just a deep sleep.

Suzumiya Kazuki stared at Conan's story that was so long that he couldn't see the end, and said a little excitedly: "You say, if we meet a few more world protagonists at a time, will the energy be doubled? Then I will let the black organization Expose, forcibly shorten Conan's main line, and it may be finished in half a year in a hurry. You only need to work for half a year and you can take a lifetime of leave... Doesn't seem like a loss?"

The system turned pale with shock: "Master Host! Calm down!"

Suzumiya Kazuki: "I'm very calm. Anyway, I will protect Conan so that he won't die. There's nothing to say about the other Butterfly Effect worlds."

The more he thought about it, the more he was satisfied, and he leaned on the sofa and ate the melon seeds: "I'll rest for a few days before thinking about how to abduct Conan."

A flash of light suddenly flashed on the forehead of the system Shui Lingling, it silently watched the news that had just arrived, and couldn't bear to tell the host that it thought it could rest for a few days.

"Master Host..."

"How to say."

The system choked out a sob: "Anding said that he can't suppress the level soon, he has to depolarize his practice, and you have to go to the Metropolitan Police Department to work."

It tentatively said: "Host, do you want to open the vest?"

Suzumiya Kazuki: ...