Human tiger means that the tiger's needle does not poke

The rain that had been raining for several days in a row had tended to become smaller. Megumi Fushiguro shook off the rainwater all over her body, and had already paid a return visit to Okazaki's house as Gojo Satoru said.

Mrs. Okazaki lived a depressed life after losing her son Masaaki Okazaki.However, according to what he had just learned, Mrs. Okazaki had recovered from her illness.As a mother.Mrs. Okazaki has an admirable maternal aura.

However, Fu Heihui didn't understand these things this time.He took a rather complicated look at the survey of Mrs. Okazaki's life circle. On the densely packed paper, he circled a name with a red pen.

"Gojo-sensei, I have done everything you asked me to investigate. There is no curse at Okazaki's house, but I found something strange..."

Gojo Satoru was originally texting with Nanami Kento lying down, but Fu Heihui's words aroused interest.

"You still remember the time in the dangerous building, Nakajima Atsushi's friend, Shimabuchi He. He is the neighbor on the same floor as Okazaki's house."

When Megumi Fukuro passed by, he didn't see He Shimabuchi. Mrs. Okazaki said that he had finished homework today and came back early.He is not usually a person who likes to go out so much, so it is normal not to see him.

"What's wrong with that? Is there something wrong with him?"

While holding the phone between his hands, the man turned on the computer in front of him.Gojo Satoru had just sent him several autopsy reports that had been sorted out.

It was many intentional homicide cases before the 'Tokyo Red Flower' incident, and now they have suspected that the criminals in these murder cases are likely to be the same person.

"No, I was wondering... about Nakajima's situation, do you need to tell him, after all, they are good friends who haven't seen each other for many years."

Fukuroi once bumped into Atsushi Nakajima and Shimabuchi Ha talking on the phone. At that time, the night was dark, and the eyes of the young man standing in the corridor were starry. .

Thinking of Atsushi Nakajima's death, Fu Heihui felt distressed again.

Gojo Satoru hadn't thought about Shimabuchi He's question. He was silent for a few seconds, not knowing what he had thought of, with a serious expression on his face: "No, don't say it yet. The news about Nakajima and Knotweed must not be revealed now. And , Megumi, pay more attention to Shimabuchi Ha's situation."

"Because the two teachers of Nakajima and Knotweed were killed, I can now be sure that someone is deliberately targeting Atsushi Nakajima. Everyone around him is in danger now..."

The call ended quickly, and Fugurohui was still outside Okazaki's house at this time.The black-haired young man put away his cell phone, and when he turned around, he saw the closed door of Shimabuchi He's house not far away. His black eyelashes trembled slightly, and a lot of deaths suddenly flashed through his mind.

"I hope this time, I can catch up."

Fu Hei benefited him, he really didn't want to experience that kind of powerlessness again, and he also wanted to save someone's life with his own strength.

In the same dark and damp underground waterway, the real person is still playing with the 'cursed doll' in his hand with bare feet.

He tossed these uninteresting gadgets up and down, and squinted at the Goodia Inc game company CD that 17 had left for him just now.

"He's the only one who's so boring, and, yes, he's called Second Second, right?"

(At that time, the real person didn't know that this company has always been famous for producing mentally retarded games, but this is all a later story)

"What else can I say is the most suitable for me to play?"

Just as the real person complained, he looked up and looked forward.A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's not bad, there is a good one here, just for fun..."

The clean leather shoes were stained red with blood when Nanami Kento threw off the blood on the blade.The serious-faced man glanced anxiously at his watch, then at the half-curse he had wiped out at his feet, and locked his eyes to the front.

"If Wujo Satoru came, I would have a headache. Curseman, do you think you can be converted?"

The real person started quickly, and the light blue braid flashed in front of his eyes, and Nanami Kento felt the power of the curse.He quickly raised the knife, created a strong weakness, and cut off the real man's wrist in three to seven minutes.

"It's 05:30 now, no matter what, I have to get off work at six."

"Don't be so anxious, how about answering the following questions? After all, your level is not low, so, conjurer, do you think there is a soul or a **** first?"

The super curse slowly enlarges the alien human beings stored in the palm of the hand.The real person raised the narrow and long corners of his eyes, and after locking the figure of Nanami Kento with two different pupils, he threw out a deformed human curse.

In an instant, the wall shattered, and Nanami Kento stood on the curse below him.

He was about to say something, but fell silent.The half-human, half-cursed face spoke weakly, saving lives, and then shed two sad tears.

After gently wiping away the cursed tears with calloused fingers, Nanami Kento met Makoto's eyes.

"Your soul is trembling, conjurer, what level are you? And you haven't answered my question yet."

"Level [-]..."

That is, when Nanami Kento was answering the real person's boring questions, the curse that was still more than ten meters in front of him suddenly rushed over, and his feet turned into animal hooves at an extremely fast speed.

The real man grinned grinningly and approached Nanami Kento. He couldn't wait to transform this magician.

Just as the suture-lined palm touched Nanami Kento's clothes, before it touched his body, the real person was sent flying by a huge force.

At that moment, his thoughts were confused, and he only remembered that a silver-white light flashed in front of him.

"You are not worthy to ask this question. When you are asking the question of soul and body, real person, have you ever wondered whether you have ever had a soul and a body? You are just carrion piled up with inferior conduct."

The young man with lowered eyes almost used his most vicious words to belittle the unnutritious accusations.

Jianren Qihai was frightened by the sudden appearance of Atsushi Nakajima, but he let out a long breath and quickly erased all the fright in his mind.

"Mr. Qihai, I'm sorry to follow you here."

"No, it's fine. Nakajima, you saved me from getting hurt."

Atsushi Nakajima clenched his hands into fists, so hard that he almost squeezed his hands away.Jianren Qihai tilted his head, not surprised why the dead Atsushi Nakajima was here again.

Although Gojo Satoru concealed it from him, it seems that his situation is similar to that of Knotabagi Yuren.

"Hahahaha, White Tiger Atsushi Nakajima? Your soul is on fire, why are you angry? You don't like the gift I gave you? I cut off the two rings completely... "

Again, when the real person was unprepared, Atsushi Nakajima approached him with dark eyes.He punched Daoist on the right cheek with such force that he almost tore that annoying mouth to pieces.

At the same time that the real person raised his foot, Atsushi Nakajima locked his moving parts in the air, then controlled the hand he wanted to switch with one hand, kicked him three times in a row, and kicked him hard into the wall of the sewer.

Masato never expected that Atsushi Nakajima would guard his hands.Now he could feel the pain in the place where Atsushi Nakajima hit him.

Daoist raised his hand to wipe the dust off his face, and then spat out a few more human beings he transformed from his mouth.

"Atsushi Nakajima, wouldn't your soul be interesting? Why don't we talk about how you were resurrected? Or, your other friends..."

Jianren Qihai stretched his tie, and pulled it off to wrap it around his hand.He and Atsushi Nakajima ran towards the real man one after the other, and beat away all the curses created by the real man.

Amidst the smoke and dust, there was a bang.The real person was a little embarrassed under the attack of the two.

He can still handle a Qihai Jianren, but now that there is another Nakajima Atsushi, the situation is a bit bad.

"17, it's fast to escape. Sure enough, no one is better than you when it comes to grasping the chance of survival..."

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The white Prajna mask was slowly moved away by the slender hands, and 17 held his chin to see the figure of Knotweed Yujin not far away.He snorted coldly, his eyes were full of floating light.

"You know Mr. 17, you give me the feeling that you are a jealous woman."

Xia Youjie's eyes locked on Yoshino Junpei and Knotabagi Yuren, and the wind carried his words far away.

17: I'm Straight

17 glared at Xia Youjie, but when he saw Atsushi Nakajima covered in dust, his pupils lit up again.

Xia Youjie covered his mouth and smiled happily. The change in his attitude towards 17 was very interesting.Atsushi Nakajima's distressed body showed the traces of a battle. He counted the time and knew that it was almost a real person who had fought against them.

"Sure enough, it's very sensitive to use you as a danger predictor. Now it's more like a jealous woman, Mr. 17, and his eyes are straight..."

"I also said that you were flirting with Wutiao Wumei back then, don't always make jokes about it."

Gouging out his eyes, 17 smiled, and put on the Prajna mask calmly.He looked at the three young men by the river bank, and seemed to see his former self.

At that time, he was still qualified to stand with Atsushi Nakajima. Now it seems that the time has changed, and the people standing side by side have also changed.

"What do you think will happen if Yoshino Junpei dies?"

Xia Youjie pointed at the shy smiling young man not far away, and asked suddenly.The corner of the mouth of the young man under the mask dropped. He stared at Junpei Yoshino and Atsushi Nakajima for a while and said, "It has nothing to do with me. There is only one bottom line for me."

The evening wind was blowing a little intoxicatingly, Xia Youjie had already left.Only 17 was left in place, and he was still staring at the three of Atsushi Nakajima, the surface of the water was wrinkled by the wind and shone with golden light.He left when Nagi Yoshino joined the conversation between the three.

"Aden, that's all I can do for you."

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In the room with the lights out, only the woman at the dining table was breathing quietly, and Masato and 17 appeared together at Yoshino Junpei's home.

In the darkness, the man's pupils flickered red, 17 walked a little farther, leaned against the refrigerator, and watched the real person put the purple-red finger in front of Nagi Yoshino.

"Aren't you going? 17 You're not thinking of something bad, are you?"

Zhenren stroked his chin, looked at 17 who was still wandering around, and asked dangerously. 17 didn't want to talk to him, he walked towards Nagi Yoshino's bedroom with ease, opened one drawer after another, and rummaged for something.

"I ran out of money recently, and money is very tight. How can I miss a new game like this? Otherwise..."

"No. Too boring. I refuse."

17: Then you fmd don't play the retarded game I gave you

The aura of the real person disappeared after he rejected 17, there was no light in the empty room, but 17 could see clearly.

The slowly wriggling curse was attracted by the fingers of the super-cursed creature—the two-faced Nuo.

The cold eyes seemed to be stained with blood, 17 stared at the normal operation of the miniature camera he set up, and left indifferently.But in the end, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

"To get something is to exchange something, Yoshino Junpei, I don't owe you anything."

The author has something to say:

Well, here are the two updates!

Crab support my little cuties!Still foreshadowing and clues!Confession dun dun beat the real person!And Nana Ming was not injured!I am awesome!

写正剧果然上瘾啊！马上就要进入烟火大会篇了！呜呜呜，大纲也快没有了……感谢在2021032615：21：10～2021032623：09：37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：moll1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!