After raising the strongest magician, I died and escaped

A messy alley.

A few yellow cordons were pulled up around the cordon. The walls inside the cordon had been burnt to gray-black by the flames. The charcoal-shaped wooden shelf leaned crookedly against the wall, revealing the iron frame supporting the anchor point, which looked precarious.

In front of the cordon, the police officer Takagi who came out of the alley stood still, took off his gloves and said: "At present, it is preliminary judged that there is no gunpowder left at the scene of the fire, and it should have nothing to do with the bomb."

"Nearby shops did not hear explosions. Based on past experience, this may be an accidental fire caused by a cigarette butt that has not been completely extinguished and ignited combustibles on the ground."

"Accidental fire... I still need to call the nearby surveillance to confirm the situation later," Police Officer Mu Mu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after getting the judgment that it had nothing to do with the explosion, and looked around, "By the way, the reporter... ..."

They sent the police after receiving a call to the police. Now where did the reporter go after the investigation of the scene?

A tall and thin policeman standing nearby received: "The family members of the children who were rescued just left, and the reporter seems to have left with them."

"Is there any injury?" Not far away, on the side of the black vehicle, the mother who arrived late was squatting beside the child, checking the scars on his body over and over again, "I told you not to come here to play, just don't listen. no?"

The little boy was not injured, only the sporadic corners of his clothes were scorched out by sparks. He shrank his head timidly when he heard these words: "I didn't..."

"It's nothing." After checking that there were no wounds on the child's body, the woman finally let out a sigh of relief. She gave the child a hard look and tried to maintain her expression. She smiled at Yidizhi and Qihai Jianren who were standing beside her, and expressed her gratitude. "Thank you so much. If the police hadn't called me today, I wouldn't have known that he ran into the fire and was almost burned."

If they hadn't run out of the fire scene with their child in time to call the police, she might be called by the police to go to the hospital to see her child now.

Thinking of this, regardless of the fact that there were two outsiders here, she lowered her head to start the second round of scolding at the boy anxiously and fearfully.

"You don't need to thank me," Jianren Qihai pushed his glasses, and nodded solemnly to the parent who was holding the boy: "It was Mr. Yidizhi who called the police. I'm just a colleague who came here to help after receiving a call. Wait. The fire was out when I got here."

"It's not, and you don't need to treat me." Yi Dizhi was taken aback by Qihai Jianren's words, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but just after he said the words, he responded abruptly, "I was just driving by."

"Thank you, Uncle," the mother, who was busy scolding her child, didn't hear his strange pause, and just took her child's hand and told him, "If he didn't pass by, you wouldn't be able to get out of the fire by yourself."

"But..." the little boy lowered his head and muttered in a low voice, "I didn't see the fire either?"

"What did you say?" The woman didn't hear clearly, she lowered her head and asked again.

"I said," the boy plucked up his courage, "that there is no fire on that road, but a monster is chasing me."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The woman paused, turned her head to look at the burnt dark alley behind her, turned around and thanked Yi Dizhi again, "Tongyan Wuji Tongyan Wuji."

"But there was a monster in the first place." The boy stiffened his neck resolutely.

"You're still stubborn," the woman glared at the child lightly, then patted his head, "Quickly bow and say thank you uncle."

The little boy seemed to be stared at by his mother, and the little courage he had finally sprouted just now was pushed back, so he could only lower his head and whisper, "Thank you uncle."

Yi Dizhi waved his hand flattered.

The woman who still had a meaningful expression on her face quickly left with the child in her arms.

"What's going on?" Jianren Qihai leaned on the car, pinched the bridge of his nose, glanced at the fire scene not far away, and said calmly, "This fire..."

"It really has nothing to do with me." Before he finished speaking, Yidizhi interrupted him wiping cold sweat, "Before I drove here, Wutiao's teacher couldn't get through, so I had to come here alone."

"By the time I got here, Mr. Wutiao had already begun to expand his field in the alley." He gestured at the location in the alley with a bitter face, "there are no tents around."

Once he stopped the car, he didn't dare to delay, and shortly after he opened the tent, the territory in the alley was suddenly withdrawn.

Then Gojo Satoru came out holding Matsushiro Kazuki who seemed to be seriously injured, and said that there was an accidental fire here, and then directly set a fleeting fire in the alley behind him and disappeared, leaving only He stood alone in the alley.

Gojo Satoru's way of dealing with the battle damage was extremely simple and direct. A fire destroyed all traces of abnormalities in the alley, and by the way, it directly triggered the nearby smoke alarm.

Yi Dizhi was frightened by Gojo Wu's black face, and he moved the car to a distance to call the police, only to find that there was a child in the alley who couldn't walk after spraining his ankle.

After rescuing him and waiting for the police to inquire about the incident, Jianren Qihai, who is also a magician, suddenly appeared here again, and then the boy's mother came here to pick up the child.

Thinking of this, Yi Dizhi heaved a sigh of relief and rubbed his face before saying, "Fortunately, it was only a child who saw the curse spirit, otherwise it would be hard to cover up the fire."

Originally, it was the job of an assistant supervisor to fool ordinary people. He wanted to say something just now, but before he could open his mouth, the boy's mother characterized him as the child's nonsense. effort.

Yi Dizhi raised his head belatedly after finishing a long list of words: "By the way, that's why you came, Mr. Qihai..."

"I also received the coordinates of the text message." Jianren Qihai sighed.

In fact, according to what he knew along the way, he was not the only one who should have received the coordinates.

"I also received it..." Before he could finish his next sentence, Yidizhi's cell phone suddenly started ringing, "I also received a text message from a first-year classmate."

Following Yi Dizhi's movement of taking out his cell phone, a call and text message from Ye Mozhengdao appeared at the same time.

"Ah yes," Jianren Qihai rubbed the space between his brows, "and Principal Ye Moth."

It seems that this location coordinate was sent by Kazuki Matsushiro to the people in the entire address book with one click.

He let out a sigh of relief, looked at the police who were still dealing with the fire scene not far away, and Yidizhi Jiegao who had a bitter face after answering the phone, and very predictably shot the fire at his home who was still in the high school. went to the phone.

If he didn't guess wrong, he should be at Miss Jiaru's place now, right?

Jia Ruozi is the only conjurer in the conjuration world who can use the reverse spell to heal others.

Generally speaking, if you want to find an injured person, going to a high school to find a home is indeed the fastest way.

But now it is obviously the general situation.

Matsushiro Kazuki is still in a stalemate with Gojo Satoru.

After he finished telling Gojo Satoru to loosen the wristband on his hand, the atmosphere took a turn for the worse, Gojo Satoru couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy, his eyes drooped and his lips moved: "This doesn't work either. "

"I said," Matsushiro Kazuki amused him, "You can't do this or that, so what can you say?"

Gojo Satoru stopped talking again.

Like some wronged animal, she stared at him with a pair of blue and moist eyes, taking advantage of him, and in the end it seemed that he was the one who gave in a lot.

It is true that Matsushiro Kazuki can't get it.

Moreover, if we talk about the restraint set by the two just now, without the requirement of knowing each other's positions later on, it is still uncertain whether it will be he who suffers or Wujou who suffers.

This made him angry as if it was not a well-known teacher.

He looked at his wrist that had been stretched out, and he couldn't help but feel that he really owed Gojo Satoru this trip.

If Gojo Satoru really wanted to tie the two of them together, he might as well buy handcuffs and handcuff them both together and throw the keys downstairs.

Kazuki Matsushiro looked at him helplessly for a long time before taking another step back and supporting his upper body with his free hand: "Then let me sit up first."

When he was entangled with Wujo Wutiao, the clothes on his body had long been kneaded into pickles, half of which was pressed by him and the other half hung crumpled on his body, and now he got up quickly and fragile The fabric was quickly torn a hole.

There was a crisp sound of the fabric, and both of them were stunned.

Matsushiro Kazuki closed his eyes as if death was at home.

Well, if someone really comes in now, it's hard to tell if he's dead.

Along the ripped edge of the fabric, one can see a section of his shoulders that are so white that they are almost glowing, and a section of skin on the nape of his neck, and then there are two thin pieces of beautifully shaped butterfly bones, like wings that are about to fly Butterfly Wing is about to fly him out of the window.

Gojo Gojo paused for a moment, but this time he was really stunned.

When he saw Matsushiro Kazuki, there were bloody wounds and dust on his back, and he was not in the mood to pay so much attention when he brought him back after being healed by the nitrous.

For some reason, he had an inexplicable thought in his mind, he had miscalculated, and he should have brought Nitrate along earlier.

For a shameless person like Matsushiro Kazuki, it's hard to tell if he would die under the gaze of others.

In the eerie silence, APTX4869 couldn't bear to see the atmosphere of the two of them, so he came out to smooth things over: [Matsushiro Kazuki, let's just forget about it. 】

[Forget what? ] Kazuki Matsushiro was so angry that he wanted to live, and transferred all the unexplainable fire towards Gojo Satoru to the system, 【I was with him in the mission world, and then what?What should I do if the circuit breaker is lifted after the problem is solved, and I log out of the world? 】

【ah? 】The system voice is weird, 【I just advise you to give in now, you already thought of bringing Gojo Wu back to your hometown to get married? 】

Matsushiro Kazuki:?

For no reason, in the wind-blown gauze curtain in the window, he felt that the tips of his ears turned red quickly following the appearance of the words APTX4869, as if infected by the hot summer wind.