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

He narrated and practiced to show some of his own understanding of combat. After the bell rang, Sanada Hatomi did not drag the class.

Let the few people who have been frightened by speaking badly in a class need not worry, no one will repeat a grade because of this.Seeing that Yi Guyou, who hadn't seen him for a long time, obviously had a lot to say to himself, he gestured to find a quiet place outside.

Disbanded on the spot after talking, there is no teaching plan or the like to sort out.

The blue-haired young man put down the cuffs that he had rolled up for the convenience of moving when he was picking someone to show against.

Before he walked out of the door, several people chased after him.

Among them, the irritable young man who took the initiative to go to the podium to be a show partner, was already impressed by the beautiful and neat moves at this moment, and he asked questions as he vowed to become the next strongest magician.

"Is it true that you imprisoned Mr. Wutiao in prison?"

Hato Sanada looked at the protagonists who were looking over here, and there was a black-haired boy waiting for him not far away.

The eyes of the rest of the students were not directed here, and their ears were all pricked up.After getting in touch, I can feel that although there are some individuals who do not obey discipline, they will make the world a better future.

He suppressed a smile and mumbled a little.

"Ah, um."

The irritable boy's eyes sparkled: "Who is better, you or Mr. Wutiao?"

Sanada Hato answered in seconds.

"I."

There was a sound of breathing.

The irritable boy was still talking about the declaration of becoming stronger and challenged, but Yi Guyou waited for a while, and couldn't help but stepped forward to interrupt the conversation.

"Mr. Sanada, let me show you around."

"Okay."

Sanada Hato agreed, then looked at the irritable boy again, accepted his challenge and gave the premise.

——Meet Gojo Satoru's head.

The boy agreed loudly with an air of not giving up until he reached an agreement.

Asking "Where is Wutiao teacher?" ran away.

"..."

Yi Guyou was silent for a while, trying to find other meaningful meanings for Mr. Sanada's wicked behavior.

—

Due to the rapid increase in the number of students, the High School of Conjuration inevitably faces a shortage of teachers.The problem of different ages and education levels can be solved even with one-on-one private tutoring with the financial resources of the magic world.

However, in terms of the use of spells and the actual combat teaching of gymnastics, there are not enough talents.

All four members of Yigu Youtai's cohort have graduated, and they all have to stay in school to teach. They are currently taking the teacher qualification test.

Hatomi Sanada walked with a few "classmates" who were late.

Listen to their dictation of the changes in the magic world in the past two years.

Knotabagi Yuhito is especially good at enlivening the atmosphere, the whole process is very relaxed, and there is no embarrassment that most people feel when they meet for the first time.

The half-ball head squinted and observed the blue-haired young man. Although he is a student now, he is also equivalent to a teacher of a high school of conjuration, and often helps teach.

Although there is no memory of what happened after death, it is not difficult to find out the cooperation between the rope that occupies the body and the magic spirit.Immediately understood that he was the "god who fulfills wishes" that Enlightenment said that day.

Hatomi Sanada felt that Xia Youjie's eyes often stayed on him.

Looking up, "What's wrong?"

Xia Youjie didn't have the suture on his forehead, and the brain in his skull was also the original one.

He smiled and replied, "It feels familiar to you."

The young man with the same clean face smiled back.

The sun gradually shifted to one side of the sky. It was evening, and Gojo Satoru returned from his mission.

Reaching out to hook Manata Hatomi's shoulder, he asked how the first day of class was like.

Seeing that Sanada Hato calmly avoided his brothers' seeming hands and feet, pointed out the loopholes in the corrected words: "Don't play word games, I only promise to help you with a lesson."

He poses the most serious question, rejecting Gojo Satoru's other excuses or soft words.

"I don't have a teaching license."

Gojo Satoru said in a tone that this was not a problem, "Me neither."

"--Um?"

Sanada Hato saw that he hadn't exchanged a few words with the immoral teacher, and suddenly Knotaba Yuhito couldn't help laughing.

He said with emotion: "The relationship between the teacher and Mr. Sanada is really good."

Sanada Jiujian looked at Gojo Satoru with a sullen face.

"..."

"..."

They looked away in disgust.

Kunzhang Yuren scratched his cheek, wondering where he said something wrong.

Sanada Hato glanced at the time on the light screen and found that it was getting late, and it was not too close to return to Kanagawa from here.

The young man took the opportunity to say goodbye: "I'll go back first."

As if he forgot how much he despised him just now, Gojo Satoru forcefully persuaded him to stay: "As a thank-you gift for the substitute class, let me treat you to dinner tonight, any high-end cuisine."

I asked other people if they wanted to come, and they all answered in the affirmative.

Sanada Hato saw that he had pulled away Gojo Goto and put it on his shoulder, half pushing the hand that was about to take him away, frowned and said, "I have to go home and prepare dinner."

"Then go to your house."

The white-haired man deliberately softened his tone: "I still want to eat the octopus balls you made."

"..."

Sanada Hato looked at him sideways, speechless.

Fu Heihui, who was adopted by the man next to him, and his best friend Xia Youjie, one closed their eyes blindly, while the other was already used to smiling.

—

—

Hatomi Sanada lived in the Sanada house for a few days, and occasionally went to the local police station to help.

Soon the position was arranged, and he was still the Minister of Criminal Affairs.

It is difficult to be promoted in this position, and it may not be suitable to stay away from the grassroots. He does not want to sit in the office and hold meetings all day.

After returning to the apartment in Tokyo for a little reorganization, the next morning after receiving the notification, the routine said good morning to the system, Sanada Hatomi washed his face, and put on a brand new suit.

The gun that was delivered with the reworked certificate yesterday was properly placed on the back waist.

After adjusting the position of the tie a little bit, I went out.

Driving a low-key private car, he arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department building with ease.

On the way from parking the car to taking the elevator, there was an endless stream of energetic and passionate greetings:

"Mr. Sanada, good morning!"

"Good morning!"

"Morning Police Chief!"

"Minister Sanada, welcome back!"

The unsmiling blue-haired youths nodded one by one in response.

Entering his own office, the Minister of Criminal Affairs for the past two years immediately took the initiative to retire early after seeing him come back. The interior furnishings of the room have hardly been touched, and the green plants in the corners are well taken care of.

Before starting work, Hatomi Sanada convened a brief exchange for a few minutes to grasp the progress of the current case detection, and then decide where to start.

Point to a file at the end.

"Captain Sanada, in the serial murder case that happened last week, the culprit has refused to admit to the crime so far, but we couldn't find any direct evidence, so we had to release him yesterday."

"The follower said that he had an unusual behavior of throwing things into the sewer, but he checked afterwards and found nothing."

The police officer in charge explained immediately.

"Let's go."

Sanada Jiujian got up from his seat, his face was calm, but it made others feel like a storm was coming.

"The criminal will commit crimes again today."

The blue-haired youth asked two more people to follow up, and even decided not to return to the police station and go directly to the next scene after solving the case at hand.

—

In this way, the tense and busy daily life can be resumed.

a few days later.

a weekend.

After receiving the call from the Boys Detective Team to call the police directly on the private number, Sanada Hatomi drove Takagi Tsutomu to the scene after hearing the description and feeling that the case was suspicious.

When he was a hundred meters away from his destination, his eyes suddenly opened slightly.

Staring at the special light spot on the mini-map, finally the police car stopped in front of a shop in the commercial street, and he looked up and read the artistic words silently.

——[Romantic Flower Shop].