Invincible I want a dream

Kobe Daisuke, the heir of Kobe, the first consortium, whose assets are in tens of billions as the smallest unit, treats money like dung and squanders his unlimited balance at will.

The current police department of the Criminal Department of the Metropolitan Police Department is used to solving all problems with money. It once made a tough one billion to buy the luxury car of the Arabian prince, pried open the mouth of a ten-year criminal with a money offensive, and bought an illegal trading place just for Relentless bombing and other feats.

According to incomplete statistics, its account balance can completely compete with the economic volume of a country.

In this era of rampant capital, the Kobe family is still the well-deserved number one.

The accessory of money is power, even a proud ability user has to bow his head in front of him, rushing to solve his problems.

Jumping off the helicopter, Kobe Daisuke's straight high-end suit was not wrinkled at all, and his handsome face was full of the unique luxury of a superior life.His short hair was combed back, his eyes were sharp, and the black jewel in his right ear shone with a low-key and restrained brilliance.

His existence makes people know that the domineering president in the original novel can also be a realist literature.

The magnificent door slowly opened, and the rigorous and professional servants and housekeeper welcomed the return of the master.

"Um...Mr. Kobe, there can't be any non-magicians at the spirit removal site. In case they are held hostage by some intelligent magic spirits and hinder the work of the magicians."

Iji Kiyoko, who walked a few steps behind the back of Kobe's assistant, realized it, but because he was shocked by the breath of money, his distressed social animal's words were a little weak, which fully reflected the cautiousness and fear when facing big customers. .

Although he knows that an upright man should not be afraid of the threat of money, and bravely say no to the rich, but if he is really thrown in the face by money... Well, I'm sorry, my professionalism.

As he thought, Daisuke Kobe did not follow the rules and was willing to leave obediently.

"According to the division of your conjurers, the so-called quasi-level two spell spirits can be dealt with by shotguns/bullets/guns, right?" said the magnetic and charming voice.

Although Kobe Daisuke is asking a question, he is extremely certain. Although he has no spell-related abilities and has only met high-ranking magicians at banquets since he was a child, it is not difficult to obtain their information as long as he has money. It was the conjurer who was willing to give lectures to the young master, and fell under the charm of money.

As for shotguns/bullets/guns, they are even more pediatrics. His arsenal is full of guns/arms that the military is greedy for.

"Ah, that's right, yes." Yidizhi Jiegao bowed and nodded repeatedly. When facing a powerful client, he would accidentally fall into the proper posture of a social animal, "But, because most non-magicians can't see The curse spirit is still dangerous."

"Isn't it enough to have a magic tool?" Kobe Daisuke stretched out his hand, and the butler at the side immediately handed him a pair of glasses, "This is a magic tool I bought, and it is said that ordinary people without magic power can Seeing the curse spirit, it should be true, right?"

He squeezed the temples and put them on his face.

It cost him [-] million dollars, and it didn't seem to be any different. The world was still the same, but it became a little darker, and it might be a psychological effect.

Chuan Pingyu felt the familiar spell on it, which is similar to Maki-senpai's glasses, and there is a high probability that it is true—that is, who would dare to sell fakes to Daisuke Kobe, who is so rich?Rich people who can buy magic tools with huge sums of money can of course invite curse masters to take revenge at high prices.

Yidizhi Jiegao was shocked by his operation, and couldn't help asking: "In this case, why did you report it to us?"

Kobe Daisuke glanced at him, "It was the grandmother's request, and she insisted that 'professionals' take over."

Unlike his arrogance when facing other people, Kobe Daisuke is very patient with his grandmother and will not violate the old man's wishes.

"But now that you've come, I won't insist on doing it. This house is old, and it's really not good to shoot. I hope you can minimize the damage as much as possible." Daisuke Kobe added, "At that time, I will Add money based on satisfaction."

Yiji Jiegao: "!"

Yizhi Jiegao: "Chuanping-san... please, this is my lifelong request, I must leave this manor intact!!"

Ah... what a dazzling light.

Chuan Pingyu looked at the raging flames behind the man, his haggard face was lit up by the hope of money, "...OK."

It was only then that Kobe Daisuke realized that the main force of this time's spirit removal was actually this young boy.

But he is not the kind of person who judges strength by age, he just nodded and asked the housekeeper to take the conjurer to the so-called "haunted" attic, while he stayed downstairs with the unknown thin man, watching the surveillance screen to control towards.

The monitors of the top rich Kobe's homes are naturally extraordinary, with extremely high resolution and accurate radio reception. If they are arranged in advance, they can also be recorded in holographic mode.

The poor Yiji Jiegao seemed to have entered a Barbie mansion in a dream. Sitting on a comfortable leather sofa, with a refined dessert made by a private chef, he almost asked, "Dad, is there still a son missing?"

Ready to move, he sneaked a glance at the big client, and found that he had a bucket of... er, instant noodles in his hand?

But looking at its packaging and smelling its taste, it should be the chef's special version-the kind of abalone stewed with abalone.

Alas, the life of the rich can only be described by Mickey Mouse Club House.

On this side, Chuan Pingyu walked up to the attic.

A filthy smell rushed towards us. A spider-like mantra with compound eyes of flies was entrenched in the corner. Its sharp teeth shone with a faint poisonous light, and there were web-like white threads around it. Suction cup holes.

Lurking in the dark and cold environment, it quietly waits for the arrival of its prey.

If you give it some time, it will be a natural process to become the second level and the first level.

Seeing the presence of the existence with the magic power, the curse spirit, who was naturally sensitive to and hated the magician, immediately assumed an attacking posture, and the spider silk spewed out from the abdomen, carrying a corrosive liquid.

Kind of disgusting.

Chuanping Yushi didn't like insects at all, and the magnified ugliness was even more extreme.

Thinking of Yidizhi Jiegao's lifelong request, he made a quick decision, stretched out his fists wrapped in magic power, all the spider silk and venom were eliminated, and at an extremely fast speed, they hit the curse spirit who was wide-eyed and unresponsive. body.

Before it even had time to howl, it was easily mortally wounded, and the terrifying spell power poured in from the point where it was triggered, but thoughtfully did not hurt the wall.

Then, similar to the effect of flame transpiration, the quasi-second-level curse spirit was completely expelled and disappeared.

The image of the magic spirit cannot be recorded by the camera, but every move of the magician cannot escape the camera.

The reason why Kobe Daisuke turned on the monitoring screen was to provide timely help, but he didn't expect this student-like conjurer to just punch him at random and walk away confidently.

"..." If it weren't for the fact that the magic world is still quite credible, Kobe Daisuke would feel that they are cheating money together.

Yidizhi Jiegao felt that Chuan Pingyu had a very long face, and thought movedly, although Gojo Satoru is... well, his students are not bad, he will not be late, he is active in tasks, and he has a good personality after getting along with him.

Daisuke Kobe has always kept his word when it comes to money.

He had taken off the magic glasses a long time ago, and now he had put on a new pair of ordinary-looking black-rimmed glasses.

A holographic check appeared in front of his eyes. He stretched out his hand, took away Yidichi Jiegao's bank card, entered it and threw it back, and signed his name out of thin air.

"Woooooo... [-] million! It's not at the same level of happiness as my hard-working savings!"

Yidizhi Jiegao clasped his hands together like a girl praying, and suddenly had the hope of living again in his heart. With this money, he could finally say no to his boss and sternly reject the job he hated.

——Of course, it’s fine to resign. It’s a bad habit to make ends meet, and there are also some conjurers who miss him.

"Where's yours?" Kobe Daisuke asked when looking at Kawahira Yu who had just stepped down.

Although it was just a trivial matter, it was considered a legitimate labor achievement. Chuan Pingyu did not refuse inappropriately, and took out his bank card.

"Kawahira..." Kobe Daisuke raised his eyes, covered by glasses, the emotions contained in them were not real, but there was a trace of doubt in his tone that could not be misinterpreted.

He didn't say any more, and directly transferred a huge sum of one billion to Chuan Ping Yushi's account.

Chuan Pingyu listened calmly and did not speak directly.

After Yidizhi Jiegao calmed down and started the car, the white-haired boy stopped quietly and turned to look at the young rich man who had taken off his high-tech glasses with clear and firm eyes.

"Mr. Kobe, do you know someone with the surname Kawahira?"

"...I do know. Kobe's family tree goes up six generations, there is a shipping businessman, he met a woman surnamed Kawahira in Italy, and the two fell in love and got married." Kobe Daisuke recalled, "But her body It was not very good, and later died in the cold, and the husband who stayed behind was hit hard, and after the funeral, he left Tokyo with his children and lost contact with us."

"It's not that the Kobe family has never thought of finding someone, but too much time has passed, and there is really little hope."

After explaining, the young policeman asked: "Since Chuanping-kun cares so much... Could it be that you have something to do with that 'Chuanping'?"

Six generations ago...

"...Maybe." Yushi Chuanping did have doubts, but there is too little evidence. Even if he compares his own DNA with Kobe Daisuke, he can't draw any conclusions—just like he suspected Uncle Chuanping, but he couldn't confirm it. Same.

Time is the most powerful curse in the world.

……time.

Chuan Pingyu suddenly remembered something. He stared at the puzzled Kobe Daisuke and asked a strange question: "Your family should keep traditional objects, right?"

"Well... it seems that some of her jewelry was left behind."

After receiving an affirmative answer, the high school student couldn't help but his heart beat faster, "Can I... take that woman's belongings?"

The author has something to say: While thinking about how much a billion is, at the same time thinking that a billion is easy to deduct. .ah!Man, why are you so rich! !