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There is a layer of dark green water in the sewer, and mosquitoes and flies are buzzing.

Tick, tick.

Yukimi Mie held a knife and patrolled a stronghold. The knife picked out moldy instant noodle bags, and found documents that had not been put into the shredder in the dusty cabinet.

"The transaction with the remnants of the Takase Society in June of the previous year." Zhizhi probably looked through it. This document alone was enough for the demon Fyodor to receive a court summons, and a few more copies would be enough for him to be imprisoned forever. dull.

These are all things to take back, but they are hidden very well. Xuejian Weizhi can't just pass by a certain place in a hurry, she has to search carefully one by one.

"It's like playing a strange collection game." The black-haired girl was holding a thick stack of papers and walked towards the next stronghold. The sound of empty footsteps echoed in the pipes.

Except for the homeless who depended on the sewers for survival, she didn't see any enemies.

Fyodor evacuated all the people cleanly, but his things were not so complete.But it was more deliberate than hasty.

How could the game he proposed not be well-prepared?

Run, search, run, no end.

Repeat this process endlessly.

Xuejian Weizhi felt like a little white mouse in a huge maze in a trance, swimming around following the smell of a little food, and looking around the world was a huge high wall.

But no matter how you go, it will only point to an end in the end, like an established destiny.

I really want to destroy this place.Fate is her least favorite word, the more subversive it is, the more beautiful it is, the more unruly it is, the more gorgeous it is.

But no.This is the sewer, and if the Ability Secret Service Section destroys public buildings and wants to fight Zhizhi desperately, the head of the logistics department will really take a rope and hang him at the door of the detective agency in the dead of night. Their detective agency is still in business.

"Is there any news from the detective agency?" On the way to run, Xuejian Weizhi took out her mobile phone and glanced at it. She couldn't help frowning because of the big no signal sign.

No signal and no news means that she doesn't know whether the detective agency is asking her to continue the search or stop going home, but the time to run from where she is now to the location with signal is enough for her to wipe out the remaining target strongholds, it's a pity to give up halfway .

It feels like being calculated in every way.

Xuejian Weizhi felt that she was caught in a fuzzy spider web, which wrapped her gently and unobtrusively, making it hard for people to be vigilant, and it was impossible to escape easily.

The stuffy feeling is unpleasant.

Before coming here, Osamu Dazai told Yukimi Mie that Fyodor would definitely not give it away with good intentions. This matter must be a conspiracy, but I don’t know what he is planning.

What can he plot?The girl unbuttoned the two buttons on her neckline to breathe, and ran underground without light.

Making a trap to kill her?To lure her away to attack the detective agency?Create a murder case in the sewer and blame her?

Could these things make Fyodor give up almost all his strongholds in Yokohama?If you want to achieve those goals, it is not impossible to choose other methods.

Unless, he must abandon the stronghold to achieve his goal.

Is there anything that can only be done in the stronghold?

Xuejian Weizhi hastily searched a room, and before leaving, her forward movement suddenly stopped, and the inspiration flickering in the mist flashed through her mind like lightning.

The long black hair that was blown up by the wind wobbled down again, Yukimi Mie squatted down, and picked up a small black square box from an inconspicuous corner.

Very familiar, very ordinary, she has seen it several times.

Signal jammer.

It is normal for this to appear in the base stronghold. Now that we rely more and more on high technology, a major premise of concealment is not to expose our whereabouts due to network signals.And Zhizhi heard from Osamu Dazai that Fyodor was good at hacking.

Therefore, it is normal for electronic equipment to appear in his stronghold, and it is reasonable enough that there is no doubt about it.

Xuejian Weizhi suddenly understood.

That's right, is there anything that must be sacrificed to achieve it?

The important thing is not the stronghold, but the signal jammer that can be placed here without arousing suspicion!

"They did so much to block my signal and unplug my network cable?" Zhizhi just felt extremely absurd, and wondered if the demon Fyodor had a brother named Yang Yongxin.

Who would have thought of this?It's like naive behavior like running to cut someone's network cable when you can't win in the rankings. Is it the work of that devil that even Osamu Dazai is afraid of?

Xue Jian Weizhi looked at the time, it was about an hour since she entered the sewer.

She didn't receive any news from the outside world for an hour - this should have been a trivial matter, if it didn't happen now when the enemy was planning everything.

One hour, will something irreparable happen?

She suddenly didn't dare to think about it.

The girl bit her lower lip hard, the blood moistened her dehydrated and well-textured lips, and the familiar rusty smell made her extremely calm.

No news, no instructions, everything is guesswork.

If you don't continue to walk, the remaining strongholds will be destroyed due to the possible time limit, and the enemy's clues will be wiped out, and all the responsibilities will be borne by Yukimi Mie himself.

Do you want to make a decision because of the slightest uneasiness in your heart?

Is it forward, or backward?

The most infallible answer is to move forward.She just followed Fukuzawa Yukichi's instructions and completed the tasks he assigned.Even Osamu Dazai was deceived by Fyodor, and the responsibility for the mistake would never be blamed on Yukimi Mie.

And back?It means not obeying orders, giving up halfway, abandoning the contest with the enemy, and acting arbitrarily.

"I've always been a dogmatic person." Xuejian Weizhi wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned around and strode towards the way he came, "It's a big deal to write a [-]-word review and hand it in."

The warm sunlight and fresh air together dissipate the cold underground, and under the influence of a large number of signal interferers, there is still no signal around.

Yukimi Mie held the phone and rushed in the direction of the detective agency, staring at the screen without blinking.

One grid, two grids... There is news!

Close to 99 missed calls flocked to the screen.

The anxious look of the girl suddenly became calm.

She looked at the screen coldly, her different-colored pupils were devoid of any emotion, making it impossible to guess whether Yukimi Mie's expression was cold and heartless because she didn't care or because she was extremely angry.

The anxiety and uneasiness caused by the unknown faded away from her like water, leaving only a rock-like calmness and indifference.

Xuejian Weizhi kept walking, and slid his thumb across the screen.

Passers-by on the street only felt a gust of wind blowing past them, and couldn't even capture the afterimage, only the remnants of fallen leaves torn in half by the wind.

A lot of people called her, Hiroko Himei, Megumi Fukuro, Hirohito Katsuobushi, Kento Nanami, Kiyotaka Iji... everyone's missed calls were at least three times, and there were a lot of high-level representatives from the magic world number is flashing.

Xuejian Weizhi turned over one by one, and finally, she found a special note name in the cracks of countless bombing calls.

【Wu Jun (heart)】

She never changed the name that the couple joked about that day.

Gojo Satoru only made one phone call to Zhizhi, but he didn't answer the phone for ten seconds, and he didn't call the second one.

Just like the missed calls, there are unread text messages. Xuejian Weizhi swiped across a series of contacts that she might have carefully checked to send cute emojis. In the latest message, she saw Gojo Satoru's name.

The message came from 3 minutes ago, with only three words: "I'm here."

If it is normal, Xuejian Weizhi will feel very at ease.

Now that Wujo Wujo has arrived, is there anything unjustified?

But for some reason, her heart tightened when she saw the news.

The premonition of losing someone important is extremely strong.Ten years ago, the second she held the perfume lily bought for her mother and pushed open the door of the house, the same strong premonition spanned time and grabbed Yukami Mie's heart.

The enemy tried their best to trap her and lure Wutiao Wu, and did not hesitate to spend a lot of manpower and material resources, seek foreign aid, and exhaust all means. How could they be willing to get the result of failure?

Who doesn't know the almost incomprehensible power of Gojo Satoru?They must have been planning for a long, long time, not letting go of every detail, and finally created a trap that they were sure to trap or even kill Wujo Wu, and then they would strike with thunder and overthrow the sky in the magic world!

The ominous premonition is getting heavier and heavier, Xue sees Weizhi not panic.

Just looking at the girl's steady steps on the ground and her flat face without any ups and downs, no one would have guessed that her anger is enough to change the color of the world, change the course of the mountains and rivers, and make everything in the world tremble and tremble without making a sound.

Numerous companions or text messages with excited words or calm explanations pieced together the general idea of ​​the matter: just when Mie Yukini took the invitation letter from the demon Fyodor to enter the signal completely closed sewer, a 400-meter radius suddenly appeared in Shibuya, Tokyo. The [account].

Suddenly, without any conjurer noticing in advance, the huge tent locked countless ordinary people in, and they could only get in and out.

[Let Wujo Wu come alone. 】

Said the mastermind behind all this.

His voice reaches everyone in the tent.Anxious, unintelligible people shouted and shouted: "Who is Gojo Satoru! Come out! Let us go out!"

No one knows Gojo Satoru, they don't know that there are people who compress their sleep time to less than a few hours every day to exorcise the curse spirit for them, they don't know that the man named strongest has so many responsibilities and obligations on his shoulders that he can't breathe, they don't know himself The peaceful and stable life you have is at the expense of that person's entire youth and time.

They don't know that if Gojo Satoru doesn't want to take care of their lives, no one in this world can force the strongest to submit.

They just call, with fear, with anger, with impatience.

And God answered their voices.

Yukimi Mieda pushed open the door of the Armed Detective Agency.

The news of the conjurer didn't reach Yokohama so quickly. In order to control the panic, the high-level officials ordered to seal it up, but they couldn't resist the news from the people who trusted Yukami Mie.

Except for Gojo Satoru, only Xuejian Weizhi made them feel at ease.

She will not betray their trust.

"Yezhi?" Osamu Dazai, who was sitting at his desk studying a map, looked up in surprise, "Why are you back?"

He thought about everything in the next second: "What happened in Tokyo?"

Edogawa Ranpo, who was wearing glasses, raised his emerald green eyes and looked at the black-haired girl whom he had always regarded as his younger sister.

For the first time, he saw Xuejian Weizhi's expressionless face.

The girl who is always smiling happily, even if she is angry, is only on the surface, Edogawa Ranpo has never had such an expression in her memory.

The cold expression of taking back the beloved at the expense of destroying everything.