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The noise of the propeller turning was deafening, but there was a dead silence inside the helicopter.

"It's about 15 minutes to Shibuya, which is already the fastest speed." Junichiro Tanizaki held down the earphone, turned his head and said to the black-haired girl sitting beside him.

"I see, thank you." Yukimi Mie nodded calmly, "It's okay, I'm very grateful for Tanizaki-kun's help, the battle in Shibuya is very dangerous, just drop me by air."

Junichiro Tanizaki pulled the joystick, watching Mie Yukimi cautiously from the corner of his eye.

He had known her for so many years, and it was the first time he felt that Zhizhi was so strange.

She looked neither angry nor excited, not even as anxious as Junichiro Tanizaki imagined. A few minutes ago, the atmosphere of the detective agency was so stagnant because of her that no one dared to speak out easily, as if being choked by an invisible hand.

Tanizaki Junichiro was sitting in a corner and buried himself in sorting out the scattered documents. There was a rustling sound when the paper was turned.

Rustle, rustle, he stopped his movements belatedly, and found that the noisiest sound in the detective agency was actually his flipping through papers, and the surroundings were so quiet that even the dust did not dare to fall to the ground.

Junichiro Tanizaki hides behind the documents and pokes his head. From his angle, he can only see Mie Yukini's back and the gazes of the two unprovoked people in the detective agency.

Edogawa Ranpo's emerald green eyes and Dazai Osamu's pale iris looked at each other, the former nodded calmly, the latter shrugged, and suddenly threw a key to Tanizaki Junichiro, the metallic color drew a dazzling arc in the air .

"Warehouse No. 15." Dazai Osamu said, "Good luck."

Tanizaki Junichiro, who always thought that the detective agency only had one bus: We actually have the money to buy a helicopter? !

Tanizaki Junichiro was holding the key in a trance, and Yukimi Mie carried it to the front of the helicopter at the speed of the wind. Because he was too tranced, he left the big "Port Mafia" logo on the aircraft's paint.

Obviously, this is the "sponsorship" given by the enemy.

It wasn't until Junichiro Tanizaki successfully ascended to heaven with the flying skills he learned in Hawaii that he was surprised that Yukimi Mie had not spoken and maintained a long, palpitating calm.

Her usual cute, coquettish, and funny character faded away like the tide, and the waves of the deep sea that beat hollowly on the coast rolled up snow-white waves, leaving sharp marks like splitting on the beach.

The calmer it is, the more terrifying it is.

When did that girl, who was careless about everything and was so free and even a little heartless, be so affected by one person's emotions?

Simply unimaginable.

Everyone in the detective agency has their own principles of handling things, such as Junichiro Tanizaki who "touch me, I can touch my sister and kill your whole family", Atsushi Nakajima who "does anything as long as he lives", and Zisha who is "refreshing, bright and full of vigor". Dazai Osamu, and Edogawa Ranpo whose motto is "If it suits me, everything will be fine".

Yukami Mie's principle is very similar to that of Edogawa Ranpo: As long as I am happy, as long as I am happy, everything is as it should be.

Extremely individualist.

It is true that Zhizhi is very helpful and extremely willing to help others. She can find happiness in all kindness and is an undisputed good person.

But the absolute principle that overrides all of this - is her willingness.

"If you can't get happiness, it's worthless." Xuejian Weizhi said this more than once. She sat on the sofa in the lounge of the detective agency with her chin resting on her cheeks, and the dark golden hairpin in her forehead shook out gold fragments with her head Like a shadow, "I don't want to associate with people who make me feel unhappy. The emotion called happiness can only be meaningful if it exists every minute and every second."

Since when has her principle been broken?

The scenery outside the window is pulled into blurred color blocks at extreme speed. Staring at it for a long time will make people feel dizzy, as if the soul is pulled out of the body, looking down on the self in the world with cold eyes.

What are you anxious about?Xuejian Weizhi asked herself.

Anxious about the battle situation in Shibuya, the safety of friends, how Gojo Satoru is doing now, and whether the rotten oranges have taken the opportunity to make trouble... Yukimi Mie replied that the incident learned from the text message is a mess, and there are countless more. People who don't know the enemy or us are secretly watching the activities.

The Shibuya incident is not just a conflict between the magic spirit and the magician.Once something happened to Gojo Satoru, would the senior management who had been suppressed by him for so many years worry and panic or be ecstatic?Should we rush to save people, or take the opportunity to wipe out all the remnants of the Gojo Wu faction?There are also those curse masters who live in the dark, the rat paws that are ready to move are scratching in the whole world, and countless eyes are fixed on Shibuya.

How could she not be worried?

The cold-toned Xuejian Weizhi in the void looked down at him, and said indifferently: Haven't you found the problem yet?What are you kidding yourself about?

In the past, although you still worried about your friends, you didn't feel so anxious.

Because anxiety is a useless emotion.It can neither speed up your journey by two points, nor allow you to kill your enemies with your will, it only hinders your happiness, and is dismissed by the organism as useless emotions.

You are a person who has no emotion called "anxiety".

Because of whom, the principle was completely subverted?

Who else could it be?

Xuejian Weizhi took a light breath, the cold anger and tyrannical emotions surging in her heart were tumbling endlessly, thanks to the excellent expression management, no flaws were revealed.

She wasn't angry that Wujo Wu was in danger, she had more confidence in him than anyone else, more than anyone else believed that Wujo Wu was invincible.

She was annoyed at what her colleague revealed in a text message:

The tent that appeared in Shibuya with a radius of 400 meters took a large number of hostages, so the enemy could unscrupulously ask Gojo Satoru to go alone.They called the strongest around, but they relied on his pure and kind heart.

Even other people think the same.The most difficult tasks and the most terrifying enemies are all the responsibility of Wujo Wu, so the higher-ups in the magic world have given orders as a matter of course. They don't care about the process or the result. Like sharks smelling flesh, they are eager to take a bite out of this matter.

Does the tiger really think hello Kitty has a good temper if he doesn't show off his power?Do you really think that anyone who has Wutiaowu can take care of himself when something goes wrong?

Don't think about it.

The black-haired girl calmly released the safety buckle that she had crushed into powder, silver dust fell from her palm, Zhi Zhi pretended that she did not cause irreparable damage to the helicopter.

Anyway, Osamu Dazai did not know how to "borrow" the helicopter from Mafia at the port. It can make people exclaim that there is a conscience, and it is normal for some small parts to break.

Su Bai's fingertips tapped the armrest of the seat lightly, and Yukimi Mie tilted her head back, looking at the ticking data operation panel above her head.

In a dappled light of red and blue, she made a decision.

"Is there any news yet?" Hirohito Hiroshi stood with Mingming and Youyou at the entrance of Shibuya, Jianren Nanami raised his hand and looked at his watch, "Mr. Gojo has been in for half an hour."

With the speed of five comprehensions per second and one super-level spell spirit, it still hasn't come out in half an hour, which shows that it is in big trouble.

Knotweed Youruhito looked anxiously at the tent that covered the sky and the sun, then lowered his head and read the text message again.

When they were most anxious and urgent, Xue Jian Weizhi, who could not be contacted, suddenly sent a group message. At that time, the mobile phones of all the conjurers who were on their way were ringing, and many of them listened to the specially set ringtone and showed ecstatic expressions. , fumbled in his pockets and almost fell flat on the ground.

Is this the super conjurer?Even if no one appears on the battlefield, just a piece of news is enough to stabilize the morale of the army, let everyone put down half of their high-pitched hearts, and can't help but look forward to it.

Wujo Satoru and Xuejian Weizhi, Knotabagi Yuhito realized unprecedentedly how indispensable and important the two seniors are to the magic world.

When they are there, the sky will not fall.

Yukimi Mie came over with a cute smile.

She is a big user of emoticons, and once fought with Nagasaki Wild Rose to the point where a short-haired girl pulled Yujin Yujin and Megumi Fukuro from the bed in the dormitory late at night and downloaded emoticons for her. The stock of images was unfathomable.

This time it was a very simple and unadorned system with a soy-faced face, and Knotabagi Yuhito felt uneasy when he read it.

The group text messages obviously meant "I got it, I'll solve it". Quite a few conjurers were relieved and even thought of joking and paddling, because they knew that Zhizhi liked to grab people's heads. Very brutal at times.

Knotweed Yuhito is a boy who looks carefree but actually has a delicate mind and a high EQ. He thinks that Senior Xue Jian's mood at the moment may not be as relaxed as the expression she sent.

She was probably very angry, so angry that she didn't even have time to move her fingers to find the emoji, so she just randomly chose a simple soybean face and sent it to reassure them.

That's right, the person being targeted is Gojo Satoru.

Yuzu Yuhito didn't know much about the affairs between adults. He only vaguely felt the intimacy between Gojo-sensei and Yuki-senpai that a second person could not be inserted. The hand lazily resting on the girl's shoulder, maybe it's the two fluffy heads that came together when ordering, maybe it's a weird topic that only the two of them can pick up, maybe it's the way they walked side by side in the street lights at night after a mission The next section of the way home.

Countless days and nights, countless normal times.

"It's time to go in the knotweed." Jianren Qihai glanced at the time one last time.

"Okay, are we going to help Mr. Wujo?" Hirohito Kojo asked.

"No," Ming Ming said, "We are only responsible for solving the curse spirits on the periphery, and see if we can save some ordinary people."

Knotabagi Yuhito: "Where is Wujo teacher?"

Mingming: "We can't intervene in his battle yet, wait for Xuejian Weizhi to come."

That's right, they couldn't intervene in the battle between the special classes at all, and the result of forcing them in could only distract Gojo Satoru from taking care of them.

There is only one person who can stand beside him.

Knotweed Yuhito ran on the streets of Shibuya, the originally lively streets were deserted, only dead leaves rolled up and scattered.

The wind lifted his hood, and he felt suddenly the great loneliness of the moon.

The bright moon hanging high above the night sky, even if there are stars around it, still exists eternally and lonely.

Just as countless people in Shibuya stood there, Gojo Satoru was still alone.

Wait for the sun to rise, where the sun shines brightly, there must be someone walking side by side with him.