My script must be HE

The streets of 26 are no different from those of later generations.Wearing a mature suit, a [-]-year-old young man with his forehead raised to the right passed by the street, and his emerald green pupils looked at the shops surrounded by three floors inside and outside.

Something seemed to be happening inside, and the onlookers held up their mobile phones, with flashing lights and discussions.

And the young man passing by just looked there for three seconds, his eyes swept across the gap in the crowd.After three seconds, he turned his head and continued to walk forward, as if what he passed was just an insignificant billboard.

But he already understood the ins and outs.

"Anti-kill? No, the first person who died would have been completely dead at that time." He walked on the street with his hands in his pockets, walking resolutely, casually talking about his discovery just now.

Like a mature adult, but the next second he puffed up his cheeks and lost his poise.

"I can't see anything, it's too foul!" Edogawa Ranpo complained.

All kinds of passers-by on the street passed by, the sun descended from overhead to the west, and the setting sun seemed to be being chased, and soon sank into the night.

Everything is black now.

I don't know how long it took, the feet in the expensive leather shoes stopped.Edogawa turned his head in disorder, stopped in his footsteps, and had a smile full of interest on his face.

In front of him is a high-end hotel.

"Then we can only start from another direction." As if the game in his hand had directly changed from the easy mode to the standard mode, the crime consultant smiled like a teenager who found an interesting game.

Ahead, a low-key and luxurious extended Lincoln stopped at the entrance of the hotel, and a man in formal attire got into the car under the respectful guidance of his entourage.

...

The screen of the smart phone in his hand shows a black background, and the 16-year-old boy holding the phone glances at the red text in the black with his left eye not covered by bandages.

There are various bounties, the target is either a curse master or a conjurer, and the most expensive among them is a student.

Wujo Satoru, the next head of the Wujo family of the Yusan family.

A rebellious flower that grows unbridled from old customs.

"Tokyo Metropolitan Conjuration College?"

The young man in a luxurious kimono stopped, his kite-colored eyes seemed to be filled with thick malice.But it's not about anyone else.His tone was very light, as if he couldn't get motivated, and he seemed to have foreseen his boring future.

"Already almost know what kind of world this is."

The phone screen dimmed, reflecting that immature and extremely disappointed face.

"Then put the target there first."

...

"Do you need help?"

The congressman in Lincoln turned his head in horror, and looked at the strange young man who got into the car at some point and sat beside him instead of the bodyguard.

The strange young man was dressed like a nobleman, with expensive fabrics that could be identified at a glance, the loose and meticulous hairstyle designed by a professional designer, and the crown-like brooch on the chest of the suit exuded a golden luster.

But his behavior is like a brat who does whatever he wants.He sat leisurely in a seat that didn't belong to him, and he didn't care about the vigilance on the member's face. He even picked up the red wine prepared by the bodyguard for the member and shook it gently in his hand.

As if this is his territory.

"Who are you?!" The congressman took a deep breath and exchanged glances with another bodyguard.The bodyguard took out the wooden warehouse, and the mouth of the wooden warehouse was aimed at the dangerous elements.

But this seems to have triggered some kind of switch.

The surrounding air cooled down.

"Don't be nervous~" The young man who appeared suddenly turned his head, his green eyes reflected the appearance of the councilor, "Aren't you very troubled?"

"I want to kill you so much, but the other party has something to do with those people with strange abilities, so I can't get out of the body - you are obviously worrying about this."

He didn't care about the presence of other bodyguards at this time, nor did he care about the gradually pale face of the congressman.

Edogawa Ranpo was never willing to look at people's faces, he just wanted to do what he wanted.

Like now.

The congressman who was supposed to blame Edogawa Ranpo seemed to be stunned. He just opened his eyes wide and sat in his seat trembling.

"Be honest, Uncle, you just want to kill that person, who was sitting next to you just now, what's his name, ah yes, Tsuchiya Cang."

The speed of speech was getting faster and faster. The young man stood up, bent down and looked down at the congressman. His sharp eyes seemed to have seen everything about the congressman.

In Edogawa Ranpo's eyes, everyone has no secrets.

"Obviously you are still, um, high school classmates, and now you are also in a cooperative relationship with the faction, why? Ah~ I see, because you are worried that your relationship with his wife will be discovered by him."

The distance between him and the MP is getting closer.

The air also dropped to freezing point.

"Last year? This year? September NO.12, right? Looks like this is the time. Sudden intention to kill, hahaha, so it is, your accomplice and his wife regret it."

"You are very anxious, did that woman say that she will confess everything tonight? I see, she has your other scandals in her hands. It seems very important."

All the secrets were revealed in a few or two sentences. The whites of the councilor's eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes that could not be closed made the scene in front of him clearer, and he clearly saw the innocent and malicious smile of the young man in front of him.

He wanted the bodyguard to open the wooden cabin, but the coldness continued to climb up his wrist.Something invisible opened his upper and lower eyelids, allowing him to clearly see the demon in front of him.

This green-eyed demon in a suit.

"The positive image has collapsed, it's over, you."

The devil said, as if talking about a play that will definitely be staged in the future.

At this time, no one will think that this is just a joke.

"You investigated me?!" The congressman moved his stiff jaw, subconsciously trying to avoid the pair of eyes that see through everything.

But he couldn't.

There seemed to be a pair of hands holding his face, restraining him from looking away.

But he couldn't see it, he couldn't see it at all.

"No, I just got into your car on a whim." Edogawa tilted his head in disarray, then narrowed his eyes, and waved a finger in front of the congressman in a playful way.

Looking at the "first person" who was picked, he cheerfully stated his real purpose.

"Would you like to entrust me? Mucang anti-virus, killing, misstep, fire, drowning, car accident, anything is fine~"

The wooden bin in the bodyguard's hand fell off and hit the blanket under his feet without making a sound.

The congressman couldn't turn his head back, but the heavy breathing of the bodyguard rang in his ears like thunder.

"Of course, you did it yourself." The devil added as if to shirk responsibility.

He smiled, dismissing the councilor's frightened eyes.

People's hearts?He doesn't need to understand this.

Arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, what to be afraid of, what to be afraid of, what to be jealous of, what to want to get, what makes oneself distorted and horrible, becoming an adult full of lies and hypocrisy.

Adults will not refuse an invitation from a criminal counselor as long as they have the desire.

Because they can't give up the benefits they can get after that.

"I... entrust sir."

Look, this is my lord.

...

The morning sun shone into the classroom, and there were only three students in the empty classroom.

The door was pushed open and their teacher walked in.

"A new classmate is coming today, Jie and Wu, pay attention." Ye Mo Zhengdao first stared at the two boys in the class seriously, frowning together.

"New classmate? At this time?" Jia Ruozi tilted his head and looked at the two boys who were named next to him.

"What do you mean by being careful? Is it possible that the one who will come is a good baby who will cry when scared? Then let him go home early, teacher." Wujo Wu turned his head, "Right, Jie!"

"Good teacher, we will pay attention." Xia Youjie sat up straight without changing his expression, as if he was fully prepared to be dragged back.

Ye Mozheng was so angry that he slapped the table: "When did I say that the new classmate is a timid and good baby!"

That being said, Gojo Satoru was actually thinking about new classmates.

But it will come at this time, it won't come from those places, right?He rested his chin.

For example, a side branch who suddenly discovered aptitude, or someone who worked hard to leave the family.

Higher colleges usually determine the students who will enroll very early, after all, there are not many people who have the qualifications of magicians.

Except for the three royal families of the conjuration world inherited by blood, there are even fewer wild conjurers wandering outside.Most of them died early because of their special circumstances, but it is not easy for Xia Youjie, who was born in an ordinary family like theirs this year, to live to such an age.

While they were fighting, the mysterious new classmate opened the door.

"Oh, here we come," Night Moth turned his head.

Under the sunglasses, the pair of blue pupils, which were as beautiful as a sea of ​​smoke, opened slightly, and Gojo Satoru saw a black shadow.Heavy negative emotions rolled in it, and the mantra surrounded the shadow, like a continuous ocean.

It was like being wrapped in an endless curse.

He raised his eyes and pulled down his sunglasses, revealing his pupils.

But what he saw was not a scrawny man who was tortured by the curse, but a boy with a fair face and his age.

The teenager was wearing a well-fitting black suit, with a black coat hanging on his shoulders, and a white bandage covering his right eye and exposed wrist and neck.He seemed to have just woken up, his eyelids shrugged, and he didn't care about the scrutiny of several people.

But in Gojo Satoru's eyes, the curse always surrounds him.

This is, what a strong hatred.

But the source of this curse comes from the cursed person himself.

Ye Mozheng turned around and was just about to introduce his new classmates.But just as he spoke the first word, Gojo Satoru on the seat moved.

He kicked onto his desk, and with the bang sound, he raised his jaw, and there was no emotion in the bright pupils under the sunglasses.

"If you want to die, I can help you."

The sudden movement surprised the two classmates beside him.

"Wait a while..." Xia Youjie.

Ye Mo Zhengdao also lowered his face at the same time: "Wujo Wu!"

But the new classmate who was questioned raised his head lazily, and his iris-colored pupils met those sky-like eyes.

"It's surprising, even though you have a bully face, you are actually a good person." He said slowly, but there was no expectation in his expression, "But it's a pity, I have something to do now. "

"If I'm still alive after that, I'll count on you."