After COS real people crossed, they tried to cover their vests to save their lives

We all know that conjurers are rich in business.

Wutiao family, one of the three imperial families, has been passed down for more than a thousand years and has even more assets now.

As the current head of the Wutiao family, he has never lacked these personal belongings. Although he spends most of his business trips and stays in hotels in various places except for the dormitory of the High School of Magic, he still has multiple properties under his name.

Gojo Satoru spent the night in a certain residence this time, taking some things along the way.

He has been sleeping very short, and went out early in the morning with the video that he brought to his student Knotabazu Yujin for training in mana control.

As soon as he stepped out of the gate of the villa, his morals were worrying and he would not change his mind at all. When he was about to call to wake up Yizhi, who was probably still under the covers at this point, suddenly the six eyes with no blind spots in all directions and a far-reaching field of vision caught something.

Gojo Satoru stopped dialing, hooked up the blindfold to see more details.

Under the morning light, the eyelashes were smudged to a delicate and transparent face, and then turned to an abnormal direction.

"Eh……"

A voice of interest slowly rolled out of his throat.

50 meters ahead on the left, someone appeared after pushing open a door out of thin air.

The technique may be teleportation, deliberately covering the appearance with suspicious appearance, and avoiding all the surveillance on the road should not be too skilled.

"Looks like a habitual offender."

Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin, put on the blindfold again and followed.

Unlike the corners of the mouth that curled up, the covered pupils looked calmly.

It was the first time that his ability to see through spells and find out where the power of the spell had failed—that blue-haired young man looked like an "ordinary human being".

Without spells, there will be overflow of mana.

But Gojo Satoru also saw him appear out of thin air with his own eyes just now.

Seeing that the other party didn't notice him at all, he had a clear purpose and the target was not "the strongest magician", the white-haired man followed him out of the villa area not too far away, wanting to see what he planned to do next.

Soon there was a new harvest. The face covered by the mask changed first, and then the hair changed color and shortened.

In the end, the heterochromatic irises, which were blue on the left and gray on the right, also turned into mediocre black.

There is no trace of the use of surgery in the whole process, so interesting.

Seeing that the other party finished the disguise, or restored the original appearance, he took off the mask and hood and turned into a well-behaved student party, and then stopped a taxi.

Gojo Satoru, who wanted to get in touch further, resolutely appeared to intervene.

"Do you mind taking me one?"

"Go to the nearest police station."

Hearing that he was going to someone with a non-existent place name, he changed his words the moment he saw himself.

He knows me, Gojo Satoru can judge from the change in the other person's expression that he can understand.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What sneaky thing did you do to turn yourself in?"

The boy's eyes became speechless for a moment, he turned his head and told the driver who finally confirmed the address that he was not joking, and went to a place with police nearby.

The gesture of ignoring his words was inexplicably strange, it was an attitude that only people with acquaintances would have.Gojo Satoru is sure that he has never met him, but contacting the other party seems to change his appearance at will, and it is possible that he really knew him...

And it's kind of a good relationship.

After going through the possible candidates.

The car started, and the man in the co-pilot spoke confidently.

He said, "Who were you at the same time?"

"..."

Hatomi Sanada was poking the small map on the light screen, it wasn't broken.

The light spots of passers-by in the surrounding area are all accurately displayed. I don’t know the complex judgment criteria behind it. In short, it is probably the set magnetic field or data, which is not suitable for this world.

Therefore, the kilometer reminder that matches it has not been displayed for a long time.

There was no mark on this Wutiao Wu, it was not the Wujo Wu he knew.

Before there was a system, he was allowed to exchange for the props that concealed abnormalities, and it was still working in his body.Ordinary passers-by, of course, would not attract attention. Gojo Satoru would have an assistant supervisor acting as a full-time driver to pick him up and drop him off with just one phone call, and he suddenly approached...

The same ride is definitely not the main purpose, who knows how long he watched by the side, and how much he saw.

Hatomi Sanada felt that Gojo Satoru of this world was observing him, and a strange sight swept across his body.

From what I heard, it seemed that he was regarded as a student of a certain class in the high school of conjuration.

Looking at the date on the display screen in the car, Hatomi Sanada, who has experienced it once, immediately knows that the timeline should be shortly after Knotabagi Yuhito's fake death.

Gojo Satoru put one arm beside the car window and waited for a while.

Seeing that the black-haired boy was silent and did not answer, he pointed out: "You still have the dormitory, go back and have a look?"

"..."

Hato Sanada glanced at the man running the train with his mouth full in the rearview mirror: "Sir, I am a graduate of the Central Police University."

Gojo Satoru immediately showed an exaggerated expression, but actually there was not much surprise in it.

"It doesn't make sense."

The driver was really surprised, and looked up at the very young-faced passenger in the backseat.

I thought I was a high school student, but I didn't expect to have already graduated, no wonder I went to the police station and turned out to be a police officer.

The X-ray-like vision did not disappear, but it seemed to be more obvious to stimulate him.

Hatomi Sanada can roughly guess Gojo Satoru's psychology. With a backup, it is easy to determine the location. The system estimates that it will arrive soon. Seeing that the strongest is full of interest in his unknown.

He decided to satisfy the other party's curiosity.

Hatomi Sanada looked at Gojo Wujo across the sky, and asked the driver, "How long will it be?"

"It's just a few hundred meters ahead, and we'll be there soon."

Gojo Satoru was keenly aware of what he was about to do, and the atmosphere froze a little.

The eyes are covered, and there is no way to use the will to peel without looking directly at each other.

But it's not the only one. Items that can exert effects without touching them are just used first, so they are given priority.

Hatomi Sanada picked a hypnosis skill card from the customs clearance gift bag. Knowing how to use it and precautions, he directly selects the target and uses it.

The man covered in mystery suddenly yelled with a smile: "Gojo Wu."

"Tell me, too, who you are."

Gojo Satoru answered.

But also no answer.

The driver saw that the person next to him was blindfolded and seemed a little drowsy and didn't listen.

The young man in the back seat got down first, opened the passenger door and helped the man who had fallen asleep to get off.

Although he didn't look physically strong, he supported a grown man over 1.9 meters tall, but he didn't show any difficulty at all, and he even carried things with his bare hands.The two should know each other from getting along.

After paying, the taxi drove away to get the next order.

Sanada Hatomi used the skill card to move the white-haired man who was hypnotized but had no lower limit and was passively driven, unable to be touched. It was a bit uncomfortable to think that he had paid the fare for him.

He was helped into the police station and placed on the iron bench against the wall.

The police next to him questioned the man's identity.

"I don't know, I picked it up on the side of the road."

Sanada Jiujian put down Wutiaowu's bag, but accidentally saw what was inside.

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Taking advantage of the trend, he reasoned plausibly: "Maybe he's a movie seller."

The police took out a disc and faced the scary female grimace unsuspectingly.

"..."

Calming down the frightened little heart, he looked at the courageous black-haired boy who didn't change his expression. The latter left after finishing the record.

The unconscious white-haired man was breathing steadily, his phone couldn't be unlocked, and he had nothing else on him that could prove his identity.

The police could only rummaged through the bag to try to find clues, only to find that the film was complete and serious, and the quality was very good.

——Maybe it’s really a DVD store stock.

Fortunately, the other party woke up soon.

For a moment, the momentum was terrifying, and he found himself in the police station. After confirming the surrounding situation, he paused for two seconds and suddenly laughed.

The person's breath has disappeared completely.

Gojo Satoru contacted Yidizhi Jiegao and asked him to investigate according to the image he described, and finally said: "Come pick me up at the police station near the villa in the West District."

The social animal Yidi Zhiwei took a breath, and asked cautiously: "Why are you there..."

"what."

He was answered with a meaningful low laugh.

I can't tell whether it's happiness, or a little more excitement and madness.

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[August x, 2021]

[The morning news will be played for you below...]

The voice of the hostess came from the LCD TV, and the "person" in front of the screen tilted his head to look, as if he had discovered something incomprehensible.

This is indeed their stronghold—the real person is sure that he has entered the right place.

Room layout design is the same.

But it’s fine if the Dangyun Horizon doesn’t exist. What’s the matter with these human daily necessities?It is completely different from the dust-eating and abandoned residence in the impression. The curtains are all newly replaced, and the sunlight shines in through the gaps.

Neat, clean and bright.

This apartment is full of breath of life, as if there are "human beings" living there.

"It's not right..."

Daoist Manu Ling's face torn by sutures became a bit unsightly.

Seeing that something is still cooking in the kitchen pot, the person who caused all this anomaly should be back soon, it is waiting on the sofa in the living room.

Sure enough, soon there was a sound from the entrance.

Sensing the breath of a familiar companion, Masato cast his gaze over there.

Across a door, the daily conversations of a suspected family of three came.

"Anata, I can just come."

The tone is flat and straightforward, with some familiar female voices.

"You take the sea to wash your hands first."

Hidden behind the toughness is a soft, unquestionable masculine voice, which sounds slightly older.

"it is good."

The wife had no objection, and took the son to push the door into the house first.

So the real person sees his familiar family members. Although the appearance is a human image, it can see their souls.

Hua Yu led Tuo Gen, who had just learned to walk and fell a little dirty.

Tuo Gen felt his mother's hand tightening suddenly, raised his head subconsciously and shouted:

"Mother?"

Real person: "........."

The world—what's going on?