After becoming the same period with the strongest

The floor-to-ceiling windows that can have a panoramic view of the city turned into gray walls under the action of the mechanism, and only a few wall lamps gave off weak light in the spacious and high room.

In the dim light, Mori Ogai's purple eyes looked a little coquettish.

He sat behind the mahogany table, crossed his fingers against his chin, looked at the black-clothed boy standing in front of him and said unhurriedly: "Mr. Woolen cloth."

Since the end of the "Dragon Head War", under the leadership of Dazai, Hong Kong? Black has been investigating who killed Bai Qilin, but found nothing.

The boy stood there casually in a black coat that was almost touching the ground, his bandage-wrapped face didn't show much expression.

"No matter how powerful Verlaine was a year ago, there are traces to follow. But this person seems to have appeared out of thin air."

As he spoke, Dazai seemed to see something very interesting in his iris-colored eyes, "Such a dangerous supernatural being appeared in Yokohama, isn't Mr. Mori afraid? Besides, the Supernatural Secret Service Division also intends to replace it." If he covers it up, who knows if he will draw attention to Hong Kong? It’s black.”

Dazai, who can see the parallel world through the "book" and his memories of the next few years, knows much more than Mori Ogai.

The fact that the dragon head war ended early has never happened in other worlds.Moreover, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko had spent a lot of money to lure him to Yokohama from the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and now that he was killed, they still had to cover up their identities for the other party.

This is no small matter.

Mori Ogai stared at Dazai quietly for a long time, as if he wanted to get something from the boy's expression.

In the end, he put down his hands and sighed helplessly: "It's such a troublesome child, let you check it out."

Dazai's expression changed, like a child talking back to an adult because of dissatisfaction, "Mr. Mori is too much, obviously you want to know too!"

Mori Ogai did not answer this, but just waved his hand to indicate that he can go out, "Then I hope Dazai-kun can bring me good news."

Dazai pursed his lips, turned around, and walked out. Just as his hand was about to touch the doorknob, he heard Mori Ogai behind him ask in a very casual tone: "By the way, is Dazai-kun's book still available?" Didn’t you finish it? You’ve been watching it for two years, right?”

Dazai paused almost invisibly when reaching out, then grabbed the cold and smooth doorknob, and replied nonchalantly, "Because every time I look at it, there will be new gains."

He turned his head calmly, "Mr. Mori, would you like to read it? It's a very good story."

"Forget it." Mori Ogai had already opened the unfinished documents, "Just looking at these things every day is enough to give me a headache."

The boy shrugged, then opened the door and went out.

The room became quiet, only the sound of "rustling" writing could be heard.

Then, a sigh as soft as foam floated in the room for a very short time.

"What a horrible child..."

But in just over a year, it became increasingly difficult to see what he was thinking.

It was really a mistake for me to choose him as the witness of the "last words".

Outside the door of the chief's office was a corridor with long wool carpets and no windows. Two men in black with guns were standing guard in front of the door like sculptures.Even if the door behind them was opened, their expressions did not waver at all.

At this time, the elevator door at the end of the corridor opened, and an orange-haired boy wearing a Western cap came out.

The two teenagers looked at each other from a distance, and then each took a step.

When the two were about to pass each other, Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly stopped and asked, "Are you still investigating about Bai Qilin?"

The two are both quasi-cadres of Hong Kong and black, and they are also partners. Dazai's big moves can't be hidden from Chuya Zhongyuan at all.

Hearing his words, Dazai stopped his movements and glanced at him lazily, "Aren't Chuya curious?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a while, then looked away, raised his hand to press the brim of his hat and left, "What are you curious about?"

Dazai turned around slowly, looked at Nakahara Chuya's back, and slightly narrowed his eyes.

It seems you know something Chuya.

Because he didn't know the specific effect of the ryusuo technique, in order to prevent him from running away when he met this old monster who had lived for thousands of years in the future, Gojo Satoru specially went abroad to bring back the Tianni Hoko that was sealed by him.

Hoshimi Rin held the special magic tool that almost caused Gojo Satoru's death, with a complicated expression on his face.

Gojo Satoru reached out and touched the top of her hair, "Does Rin have PTSD?"

Seeing this magic tool, Hoshimi Rin remembered what happened back then.

Whether it was the shock of hearing the news of Gojo Satoru's death at that time, or the almost overwhelming battle, they all surged up at once.

"Probably..." Xingjian Rin let the curse spirit swallow the dagger, and looked up at him, "I thought you destroyed it."

As the only spell tool known at the time that could forcibly break the "no lower limit", Hoshimi Rin didn't want it, and Gojo Satoru didn't want to keep it at first.

"Ah, that's what I planned." Gojo Satoru reached out and hugged her into his arms, and rubbed his chin on the top of her hair, "But thinking about what to do someday, I put it in a box that only I can use." The places you go are sealed."

"But I really have foresight, and it will come in handy so soon. Even if I am sealed by that 'prison gate' one day, Rin can go to Tianyuan and release me."

After the brisk young man finished speaking, he nodded quite proudly.

Hoshimi Rin helplessly raised his hand and patted him on the back, "Don't curse yourself casually."

Hoshimi Rin, who can't teleport like Gojo Satoru, and doesn't have a spell to travel, is driven by the assistant supervisor to the mission location in most of the missions.

On the road around the mountain, a black car was driving smoothly.

Hoshimi Rin sat in the back seat, using a tablet to check the information collected by the assistant supervisor.

The identities of the five victims and the time of the accident are clearly marked.

They were all employees and patients of the same psychiatric sanatorium. The youngest was 19 years old and the oldest was 52 years old. They all died of electric shock-like burns.

The first to die were a doctor and a patient at the nursing home.

According to the investigation of "Window", the doctor and the patient died at the same time due to the strong electric shock during the treatment.

So the hospital thought it was a medical accident caused by the equipment at first, and covered it up after losing money.

Later, other people died of electric shocks one after another. Even when the body of the cleaner who was burnt by the electric shock was found in a storage room without a power socket, he had no choice but to call the police.

Because it is not a densely populated city, and the location of the sanatorium is relatively remote, 'window' only observed the curse aura far beyond the first level on the day when the sanatorium called the police.

'Window' conducted a survey on the sanatorium itself, but because all the mental patients were accommodated here, and the staff were silent, the results of the survey were not satisfactory.It was only speculation that there might be patient abuse in this nursing home that led to the curse.

When Hoshimi Rin arrived, the sanatorium had been emptied, and the residents within a radius of 500 meters had also been evacuated. Only the auxiliary supervisors responsible for observing the curse situation stayed outside.

When the magician who performed the task finally arrived, the auxiliary supervisors were greatly relieved.

If the curse comes out, they can't stand the toss.

"Please, Ms. Hoshimi, please be careful."

Hoshimi Rin, who had already released the curse spirit, nodded as he looked at the nursing home shrouded in cursed black air.

Just when she raised her leg to go in, she suddenly stopped and turned around, "Get out of here quickly!"

While speaking, the pitch-black "tent" was lowered from above the head.

There was a small commotion from the auxiliary supervisors behind him for unknown reasons.

"Huh? Oh..."

"I haven't heard the curse, who of you put the 'tent'?"

That's too late.

Hoshimi Rin didn't think much, a big white snake with three heads and three tails appeared out of thin air, encircling all the auxiliary supervisors.

Then, a crater-like protrusion suddenly appeared from the side hillside, and flames like magma erupted and burned everything in front of the sanatorium.

The pungent sulfur smell permeated instantly, and a short figure in a short cape with black stripes on a yellow background appeared from the woods near the hillside.

It was a one-eyed mantra with a strange volcanic head and ears like corks on both sides.

Looking at the burned and smoked gate in front of him, a very humane smile appeared on the face of the mantra.

"It's a little tricky."

A figure approached in the blink of an eye, Curse Ling opened his one eye wide, and immediately raised his hands and crossed his chest to block the blow.

Following several consecutive roars of building destruction, the short figure of the curse spirit was swept into the interior of the nursing home.

The big snake swam out the smoke and dust in a strange posture, and put down the human being rolled up by it.

Hoshimi Rin flicked You Yun in his hand, and glanced at the several auxiliary supervisors who were still in shock, "My shikigami will send you to the edge of the 'tent', if you can't leave, find a way to hide it."

Before she finished speaking, her figure disappeared in place.

The big white snake spit out the snake letter, rolled up the auxiliary supervisors with its tail, and swam quickly towards the border.

The auxiliary supervisors who can perform tasks above level 1 are veterans who have experienced many battles. After recovering from the terrifying curse, they struggled to find their mobile phones from the package at the tail of the snake.

"no signal…"

"Me too."

"This 'tent' blocks the signal."

Everyone was silent. Since the signal to call for help was cut off, they probably couldn't get out of the "tent".

Someone hesitated to speak.

"The special magic power just now..."

The hearts of the assistant supervisors are heavy, it is more terrifying than all the special grades that have been registered in the high school.

They might be able to survive, but what about Miss Xingjian?There is no special class in the nursing home...

The curse spirit who got up from the ruins patted the cloak on his body, with an unhappy smile on his face.

It raised its hand and turned its cork-like ears, making a rattling sound like a gear, and the voice was like a grumpy old man, "What a nasty brat."

Xingjian Rin, who was carrying You Yun, stepped on the ruins at the entrance of the cave, and looked at it with a cold expression, "It's surprising, a talking curse spirit."

Special-grade mantra spirit volcano head.

One of the spell spirits that appeared in Wu's memory, he is very powerful and can expand the field.

the most important is…

I didn't expect to be able to recognize it through painting with Wu's soul!