After raising the strongest magician, I died and escaped

Gojo Wu has always been the one who gets more motivated the more you don't let him do something.

As soon as Matsushiro Kazuki finished speaking, he felt the arms around his waist tightened a little more.He took a deep breath, and silently recited in his heart a few times that he is now in no lower limit, and then he resisted the urge in his heart to kick out the Gojo Satoru behind him who was advancing with every inch.

Sometimes he always felt that Gojo Satoru was actually holding a ruler to measure every move when he was treating him. As long as he took a step back, Gojo Satoru would immediately measure a considerable length and move forward a centimeter.

Pressing every step of the way, but stuck at the edge of the range he can accept, leaving him a breathing space for self-deception.

Just like now, although he deliberately clasps his waist and does not let go, but it is different from the action of the previous few days, the current position is actually not uncomfortable, but it is closer to a kind of ambiguous hug, a big Most of the time, it is a pose that only exists on couples.

Matsushiro Kazuki silently tilted his head: "Don't you think this posture is strange?"

"What's so strange?" Officer Takagi left, but Gojo Satoru still maintained the same posture just now, and said in a plausible tone, "Others can't see it."

Kazuki Matsushiro: ...It doesn't mean Gojo Gojo can go on like this if others can't see it, right?

He paused, looked at the Nishinomiya couple who had already talked with the police on the promenade not far away, and then lowered his voice and said speechlessly: "But I can't hear what they are saying while maintaining this posture. If you don't let go Are you going to hug me?"

Wujo Wutiao paused, eager to try: "Is it possible?"

Matsushiro Kazuki:?

He was distracted by Gojo Goto's eager tone, and he didn't turn the corner. After a pause, he squeezed out a few words: "No."

Gojo Satoru: "...Oh."

When he said this, he seemed extremely regretful, and the gas he spit out fell softly on his ears.

Kazuki Matsushiro tilted his head uncomfortably.

Only then did he realize that the two of them were very close, so close that the surroundings became quiet now, and he could even feel the rise and fall of Wujou's chest along the back of his spine when he breathed.

Following this sound of breathing, Kazuki Matsushiro suddenly had the illusion of being wrapped in some invisible smell.

Gojo Satoru usually doesn't use men's perfume or anything like that, and his laundry detergent seems to be of the type that doesn't have a special smell. Matsushiro Kazuki sniffed his nose to carefully identify the smell in his nasal cavity, and actually disinfected the water in the corridor of the hospital like an illusion. There is a hint of familiar sweetness in the smell.

Don't this person marinate the dessert?

The light on the top of the corridor of the hospital was extremely bright, and the ground reflected a bit of glaring whiteness. The doctor holding the examination report pushed open the wooden door at the other end of the corridor to come out, and Kazuki Matsushiro suddenly suffocated. .

He froze for a long time, and waited until the doctor on the corridor passed by before sniffling uncomfortably: "If you don't let go, the police will be finished."

The news about the twins that Gojo Satoru mentioned before made him feel a little concerned. In addition, when Takagi called Megushisan, he also mentioned that he needed to investigate the victim’s interpersonal relationship. Who is the other twin sister? Kazuki Matsushiro must not miss this questioning.

However, Gojo Satoru was still clasping his waist from behind in the corner at this time, showing no sign of letting go.

When facing Gojo Satoru with his back facing him, it can always give him a little sense of security, which is better than nothing. Subconsciously, people will ignore the fact that the person standing behind him is a man with six eyes.

Gojo Satoru stood behind him, and from his mind, which was constantly paying attention to the eyes of the people around him and adjusting the refraction of light, a ray was drawn to see his expression.

Maybe Matsushiro Kazuki didn't know it himself, when he said these words, his expression was not as serious as he thought.

Gojo Satoru traced the contours of his eyes all the way to the corners of his eyes, and only after catching that bit of uneasiness that was about to be concealed, he withdrew his distracted attention contentedly.

It is actually not that easy to maintain this posture. Matsushiro Kazuki is not much shorter than Gojo Satoru. Although he is thin, it is not a very suitable posture for being stuffed into his arms, especially when he himself does not cooperate.

In the past, Gojo Satoru was more like a good buddy who put his hands on his shoulders from behind, or walked beside him carelessly with his hands in his pockets, and squeezed his movement space shoulder to shoulder on the spacious street. .

Since when did he pretend not to pretend?

The doctor who sorted out all the examination results walked past him, but if he couldn't hear anything, Kazuki Matsushiro pursed his lips, turned around and stepped on Gojo Satoru.

He stepped lightly, and after ignoring Gojo Satoru's contrived inhalation sound, Matsushiro Kazuki finally pulled away from the ambiguous atmosphere as he wished, and put his hand on his shoulder instead, maintaining the relationship through this point of contact. Unlimited transfers.

He didn't dare to make big moves.

Although his spells are not unlimited, but at least he watched Gojo Satoru practice the spells from childhood to adulthood, and he still knows a little about the characteristics of no lower limit.

It is uncontrollable what a person who is brought into the No Lower Limit will do. This is completely different from Wujo Gou's usual experience when he drives the No Lower Limit.

Every time Kazuki Matsushiro made an extra move, the amount of calculations would increase exponentially, which was why he didn't dare to make big moves.

After all, if the calculation really went wrong, and a piece of arm was accidentally exposed, it is estimated that there will be some strange rumors about the ghost of the hospital the next day.

Just like a few minutes ago, the two said a few words before, and the police officer Takagi who received the inspection notice came over. Just when Kazuki Matsushiro thought he would push the door in, Takagi suddenly stopped at the door of the ward Started to call and report to the superior, Mu Mu Shisan.

Coincidentally, he happened to choose the position next to Matsushiro Kazuki.

It would be fine if he took a step to the side to avoid it normally, but in this case, when Officer Takagi came, Kazuki Matsushiro could only back away, and he turned into the current posture after stepping back.

Gojo Satoru still pretended to be wronged and inhaled softly.

"Stop pretending," Matsushiro Kazuki turned around and said to Gojo Satoru angrily, "I just stepped on you, didn't I cripple you?"

After Gao Mu made the phone call, he walked towards his colleagues. The Nishinomiya couple, the family members of the victim who rushed to the hospital, were sitting on the public rest chair by the hospital corridor.

Although the situation came in a hurry, the Nishinomiya and his wife still kept their clothes decent in front of the police. Although they were emotional when facing their daughter who was lying on the hospital bed, they didn't directly quarrel in the hospital. Two pairs of particularly obvious dark circles, it seems that Lai is caused by a long period of severe sleep deprivation.

Judging from the data, this is a typical high-spirited family. Children who grow up under the influence of such family education day and night, generally do not have too complicated interpersonal relationships.

Takagi walked over, nodded to the policewoman who was comforting Mrs. Nishinomiya, and took various reports from the doctor.

"The results showed that she was severely anemic and had congenital heart disease..." The policewoman stood up, flipping through the report materials and explaining, "I don't have any other medical history other than heart disease, and no abnormalities were detected. Signs of chemical poisoning, the hospital does not know why the victim vomited blood and passed out, if further investigation is needed, a CT scan may be required."

"It wasn't poisoning?" Gao Mushe lowered his voice, flipped through the report that he couldn't understand what was written, and said, "Then it can basically be ruled out as poisoning."

Hearing these words, Mrs. Nishinomiya, who had basically recovered her composure, choked up again, her voice carrying a bit of controlled crying: "Xiao Li is usually a very good child, and she has never had any conflicts with anyone before."

The little pear she was talking about should be the girl Nishinomiya pear lying on the hospital bed.

When the police called the Nishinomiya couple, the results of gastric lavage had not yet come out. They were not sure whether someone had poisoned the food, but they called the Nishinomiya couple and said that they were ambiguous. They only mentioned that she drank in a dessert shop. During afternoon tea, he suddenly vomited blood and passed out.

When the two rushed over, the first report was long overdue.

"Don't get excited," Takagi said and handed back the information in his hand to the policewoman, and gave her a look to comfort the victim's family. He hurriedly recalled that he had found the victim's family information before, and asked in a slow voice. , "Nishimiya Rika also has a twin sister, right? Is it possible that she will have a better understanding of Nishinomiya Rika's social situation?"

In many cases, parents' understanding of their children is actually very one-sided.

"Xiao Xing?" Mrs. Nishinomiya's voice choked up, "...we can't afford to lose another child."

Again?

Catching this special word, Police Officer Takagi narrowed his eyes, looked at Mr. Nishinomiya who was beside him with a sad face, and noticed an unusual shadow.

"...Xiao Xing is the older sister of the twins. She disappeared a month ago," Mrs. Nishinomiya cried more and more choked up. In desperation, Mr. Nishinomiya who was sitting by the side had no choice but to take up the conversation and said in a deep voice, "We reported the case early. But the police have never found any clues about her whereabouts after she disappeared..."

"This incident... has hit us hard. Xiaoli may have often seen some strange visions because of her sister's disappearance in the past few months, and it has become more and more serious as time goes by. I saw a man with long hair in the vision."

Mr. Nishinomiya let out a long breath, rubbed his temples, and seemed to be quite troubled by this matter.

We think she was under too much mental stress and had hallucinations.But Xiao Li insists that this is a special induction between the twins, and Xiao Xing must still be alive. "When he said this, he looked at the ward and took a deep breath: "It was her friend who couldn't stand it anymore and asked her to go out for afternoon tea together. I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen again. "

Twin sister missing?

The case, which had been made simple because there was no sign of poisoning, became complicated again.

"Excuse me," Takagi Tsutomu retrieved the information from the system while listening to him, "Is this sister Nishimiya Xing?"

He was in a hurry to go to the police before, and he didn't have time to investigate the victim's family situation. He just took a quick glance and naturally ignored the twin sister's current situation as a missing person.

Mr. Nishinomiya looked up at the long-haired girl on the phone screen, and sighed wearily: "Yes, it's Xiaoxing."

Unlike ordinary twins, Nishinomiya Anko and Nishinomiya Rika have long hair and short hair since they were young, so they are very easy to distinguish.

This photo was taken a few hours before she lost contact with Nishinomiya Xing, and the clothes and clothing clues provided by her family to the police when she called the police were also this photo.

Police officer Takagi, who had confirmed his identity, continued to conduct an orderly investigation of the victim's family. Kazuki Matsushiro used the cover of no limit, poked his head to look at the photo, and suddenly seemed to remember something.

[P Tong,] He suddenly became excited, [I remembered why I thought that short-haired girl looked familiar. 】

The short-haired girl who glanced back in the dessert shop gradually merged with a teary-eyed and red-eyed face in memory.

He had indeed seen the face.

But not in the mission world.

The face in my memory is the little girl I met in the logistics team before entering the mission.

When he was about to teleport due to a problem in the mission world...she had just died from the mission.