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

The Tokyo Higher Vocational School of Magic is located in the mountains on the outskirts of the city.

The principal Ye Mozheng went to the cafeteria to have lunch, returned to his room and sat cross-legged among the wool felt dolls, picked up the props and was about to continue poking the cursed doll "Curse Bones", when he suddenly received an emergency call.

He is a high-level man in the magic world, a certain leader of the conservative faction.

Ye Mozheng frowned, feeling that nothing good happened.

Sure enough, as soon as he got connected, he heard a hoarse and old voice growling: "What the hell is Gojo Wu trying to do?!"

Ye Mozheng is used to the twitching of his eyelids, and almost every time the upper management calls him suddenly, it is inseparable from the older problem child, so what happened this time.

Hearing Noctua's righteous inquiry, Rotten Orange's temper became more irritable. In the background, it seemed that the release of the spell had caused damage to the furniture.

"He kidnapped high-level police officers and was arrested!"

"You read the news yourself!"

Just after the phone call ended, several high-level officials in the magic world called to express their condolences.

Some of them expressed their congratulations, saying that they hoped that they would not shield Gojo Satoru and allow him to accept the legal trial normally.

So many people didn't explain exactly what happened. Noctua Moth was so annoyed that he simply shut down the phone. In short, it must not be a trivial matter to make the high-level people so angry. It seems that it has been on the social news——

With doubts, he took out his personal phone and clicked into the browser.

The one on top of the fire reads:

#Comprehensive gymnasium, an international wanted criminal kidnapped the chief of the Metropolitan Police Department!

It should be referring to this. Generally speaking, in this case, the person in charge of dealing with it should suppress the heat. Is the situation really serious?

Ye Mozhengdao continued to click in. Among the search results, the official video with the most views had reached 500 million views, and the cover was Gojo Satoru's flawless face.

Even if you put a black line to cover your six eyes, you can still recognize it at a glance.

In the picture, Gojo Satoru is dressed casually and stylishly, and he has no sense of disobedience when he becomes a model.

But this is in the rule of law column.

"...It's okay to provoke the police. Today their mission is in the gymnasium. Did an accident happen during the exorcism?"

Night Moth grinds his molars on the right way, don't tell him he forgot to put up the tent again.

He clicked in to watch it. First, the newscaster was talking to the camera, telling what happened: "Around [-]:[-] noon today, an extremely bad case occurred in the tennis division of the National Competition in the National Comprehensive Gymnasium."

"A few days ago, an internationally wanted criminal code-named "α" entered Japan. He kidnapped and coerced a senior member of the Metropolitan Police Department in order to create a terrorist attack."

Start playing the video with the narration.

The video has been edited and shortened to a few seconds. The background is in the auditorium. Gojo Satoru confronts the "high-level police department" who coded his whole body to prevent further information leakage. A drone is shooting and projecting it onto the large screen below.

Then, as the announcer spoke and the screen changed, Gojo Satoru consciously let go: "Citizens, don't panic, the wanted criminal surrendered himself, and his gang has been arrested and brought to justice."

The principal of Tokyo Manga's expression froze, and his ominous premonition increased sharply.

gang...?

I saw the screen on the mobile phone screen turn around, and a group of first graders led by Gojo Satoru, who was taken from the perspective of a passerby, were escorted by the armed police into a police car neatly.

Pang Da, who is equivalent to his son, followed suit.

Night Moth said rightly: "..."

The roar of the retro building was no less than that of the rotten oranges just now.

"—Gojo Satoru!!!"

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Inside the already started police car.

The air is extremely quiet.

System: [The case has been solved. ]

Real person: [Hmm. ]

system:[……]

Real person: […]

It's Conan - the reason for the soul enhancement.

The collapse of the parallel lines was unstoppable, and after the contact with Conan just now, the instantaneous changes in the real person were captured by the system.

The transformation was strong, and it shook up the human camouflage with which he had made the vest.

It took a while for the system to say [why].

Its data is unstable, [It's my fault. ]

The real person could feel something colliding and intertwining in his body. Without a mirror, he couldn't be sure what had changed. He lowered his head to hide his face under the brim of his hat, although he certainly couldn't block his six eyes.

[This has nothing to do with you—]

[It was me who underestimated your luck E. ]

[......]

There are two rows facing each other at the back of this extended police car, which can escort many prisoners.

But the panda is too big, and Maki didn't take one with them.In addition to the real person in the car, there are three criminal policemen.

At the moment when they felt the breath of the curse, the connoisseurs instantly understood that Gojo Satoru had noticed something in advance, and judging by the leaked curse power, the curse level must not be low.

"Why, don't you continue acting?"

Wujo Wushi suddenly took off the thing covering his head, ordinary handcuffs could not seal him, and before the other criminal police could react, he used spells to cut off their consciousness.

Several criminal policemen fell into a coma, and the remaining two first-year students also took off their hoods, unlike Gojo Satoru who was handcuffed behind his back, which was a bit difficult to handle.

Yi Guyou looked at the real person too nervously and asked, "Is Mr. Sanada cursed?"

He also changed his name when he heard other criminal policemen call him the real person.

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand to the young man sitting beside him with his head bowed, and repeated again: "He is the curse itself."

Otoko Yuta couldn't believe it: "Although Mr. Sanada has a special aura, it is impossible for ordinary people to see the curse..."

The young police chief raised his hand before Gojo Satoru touched him.

Gojo Satoru looked at the arm that couldn't get closer because of the infinite technique, and smiled with his lips curled up: "Who knows... Maybe it took up the human shell?"

"..."

The real person felt that the mantra fluctuations in his body were gradually returning to calm, he opened his mouth and did not immediately deny it, and then asked the system that knew his physical condition better than him: [I am now——]

The system has a tacit understanding, [Change back. ]

Sure enough, the body has changed just now, the sutures will not come out, [Did I scare Conan just now? ]

[No, he suspects that you are Rum at most. ]

[Um? ]

Knowing that his physical condition has temporarily recovered, Zhenren withdrew his hand that was the first time he had experienced the infinite magic, and raised his head to look at Gojo Satoru: "The police station is almost here."

Gojo Satoru seemed in a good mood, "Would you like to talk to me alone, okay."

The siren sounded loudly outside the window, and anti-theft bars were installed on the windows. This is a vehicle specially used to escort dangerous prisoners.The real person looked at the two criminal policemen who were unconscious in the car, and made a serious proposal in silence.

"If you don't want to add another crime, it's best to restore it now."

Gojo Satoru nodded, motioning for the dog to roll the thorn.

The voice of the dog curly thorn came from under the high collar of the school uniform, a little muffled, "Salmon."

"Dried bonito." The hood has not been restored.

Zhenren also realized that the two teenagers on the opposite side were inconvenient.

He looked at Gojo Satoru, who was sitting sluggishly and unconscious at all, but he got up and picked up the black cloth left on the side, first helped Otoku Yuta put it on, and then calmly pressed on the perplexed boy's shoulder before withdrawing his hand.

Then he looked at another boy with white hair who looked very good: "..."

[Hey. ]

Interrupted by the electronic sound of the system in his brain, the real man's Adam's apple rolled slightly, [Got it. ]

He picked up the hood that had fallen on Curlthorn's leg, leaned over—

Suddenly, he was kicked lightly and hard on the buttocks.

"Really, what do you want to do to my lovely student?"

The real person's body froze and his face twitched, he controlled the tendency of leaning forward, turned his head and stared at Gojo Satoru, who was looking at him with his six blue eyes, and it was no use pretending not to know him even if the curse breath was exposed.

He couldn't help it: "...don't call me that."

Turning off the facial paralysis program, he smiled reassuringly at the dog whose body was stiff from tension and whose eyes were harmless and purple pupils were full of vigilance: "Don't worry, I'm not a bad person."

The real person put on the hood for him. Although he tried his best to control it, he couldn't help but plucked a few short, fluffy hair.

Satisfied, he sat back on his seat, and Gojo Wu next to him touched his long leg with his long legs: "And me?"

"..."

The real man turned his head to look at him without a word, "Can't you use your own hands?"

Gojo Satoru raised his hands, deliberately made the sound of metal hitting, and his tone could not hear a bit of melancholy: "You were handcuffed by the chief inspector."

The real person's chest rose and fell, and his eyes flicked across his hair.

"it is good."

System: [Hi. ]

Real person: [I want to bald him! ]

...

In the end, because there is no lower limit, I didn't touch any.