Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

Infirmary.

Yairi Niuti put down the scalpel wearily, and dissecting while maintaining the reversal operation was a novelty for her, and it was also a big burden.

"It's over, you can come in."

Squeezed a big lump of hand sanitizer on his hands, and rubbed his hands clean.

Matsumoto Jiro opened the door and came in, pointed at the figure on the operating table, and asked, "Is this a human being?"

"Yes, at least at first." Jia Ruozi wiped his hands, and unconsciously took out a pack of cigarettes with his fingers.

With a wave of his long arm, Matsumoto Jiro took the cigarette and put it in his pocket. Realizing that his actions would cause misunderstanding, he explained: "You should quit smoking."

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

"Tsk," said Nosy, "I checked this body completely. Except for the gills in the lungs, there is not only discolored blood flowing in this person's blood vessels, but also a kind of creature - slug."

Jia Ruozi pushed a glass jar in front of him: "Here, I picked out a few. I'm not an animal entomologist, so I can't see anything special about this kind of thing."

"This thing is full of slugs?" Matsumoto Jiro picked up the jar and observed it.

A few small groups of black curled up in the corner of the jar, moving occasionally, indicating that they were still alive.

Jia Ruozi: "Yes, there are such things in the blood vessels, and there are also in the trachea... I will definitely have a nightmare tonight."

"Let's dream of getting rich." Jiro Matsumoto put the jar back on the table, and stared at the body on the operating table with the eyes of a cornucopia.

Home into the nitro:?

Melancholic blues.

"Regarding the "Shanze No. [-] High School Disintegration" incident in Sendai a week ago, no terrorists have claimed responsibility for this incident. The outside world suspects that it is a construction quality problem. Sendai High School welcomes a large number of transfer students. Parents are concerned about the local school buildings in Sendai. There was a panic..."

"Dense earth pits were found in the suburbs of Tokyo. It's a good thing that citizens dug down and found slugs corresponding to the number of earth pits. Is it because someone is specially breeding slugs or is it an accident..."

The bartender, who was wiping the glasses while listening to the news, gradually became confused.

Haruto Shiraishi: The recent push news is getting more and more outrageous.

"I didn't expect it to be a problem with the quality of the building," the pink-haired Knotweed Yuhito said with emotion. "At that time, I was almost buried in it. It doesn't matter if I'm the only one, but there are usually many people in the school... adults want Pay more attention to the quality of the build, don't you think?"

Shiraishi, the culprit, Dun: "Yeah, that's too dangerous."

[kp: The danger is you. ]

Fu Heihui read the second news carefully, and said affirmatively, "That place is very close to the college."

"Really?" Nagasaki Wild Rose's pupils trembled, "Does that mean we will be invaded by slugs at any time? I don't want it, it's too disgusting!"

Matsumoto · Transferred to slug farming industry · Jiro: "Little girl, don't be prejudiced against slugs. The meat of this slug is fresh and tender, containing more than 20 kinds of amino acids, more than 10 kinds of trace elements and rich in..."

Nagasaki Wild Rose covered her ears: "No! I can't accept it!"

Haruto Shiraishi couldn't accept it either: "What unappetizing creatures are you talking about in my bar! Matsumoto, your omurice is gone! Go eat your slugs!"

Matsumoto Jiro wanted to struggle with omelet rice: "...mainly for medicinal purposes, dried slugs..."

"Shut up, don't mention slugs anymore!" Nanami Mei punched Matsumoto Jiro in the kidney, forcing him to shut up.

On the other hand, as a jk, being able to hold back until now before breaking out is already a manifestation of companionship.

It's too pathetic for the protagonist to be a slug at the first dinner party in the first grade of high school.

The golden fried chicken with the noble aroma of cumin dispels the shadow of slugs on the table.

"Delicious! Boss, your craftsmanship is amazing!" The hungry DK buried his head in the food without even raising his head.

"It's super soft and juicy inside, how do you make it?"

"Hey, Nagasaki, are you going to do it too?"

"What, can't you?"

"Marinated in strong brine before frying..."

The high school students are happily enjoying delicious food and deepening their relationship happily, while the investigators are...

"Beer, Haruto, take a pint of beer, fried chicken should go with beer..." Matsumoto Jiro opened his mouth to ask for wine.

"Shut up Matsumoto, here are all minors!" Haruto Shiraishi pushed down the adult who was about to move.

"Coke, fried chicken is better with cola!" Nanami Mei provoked the battle unwillingly.

"Shut up, Coke poisoners, doesn't jk even drink carbonated drinks?"

"Do you want to die, Matsumoto?"

When Nanami Mei and Matsumoto Jiro quarreled again, the four first graders exchanged glances and silently speeded up their eating.

[Shiraishi Atsushi: Fried chicken is really delicious. ]

[Nanami Mei: I'll go, do you eat so fast! ]

[Bai Shidun: Excuse me, we have a very edible knotweed gentleman here, I was forced to eat faster. ]

[Matsumoto Jiro: Nonsense, you never stopped! ]

[Haruto Shiraishi: By the way, Matsumoto, I've already put the beer you asked for. ]

[Matsumoto Jiro: Where is it?I do not see it? ]

[Haruto Shiraishi: Adding beer to the fried chicken will make it crispier. ]

[kp: Good guy, are you here to sharpen your cooking skills? ]

[Haruto Shiraishi: QAQ, can't you? ]

[Nanami Mei: Yes!sure!Another serving! ]

[Shiraishi: Congratulations on finding your vocation!Pack me a copy! ]

[Jiro Matsumoto: kp, please shut down the microphone.I also want! ]

[kp: ... Heh, investigator. ]

The first dinner in the first year of the junior high school was a great success, and the inner man Zhi who was not present was so envious that tears flowed from the corners of his mouth.

high school.

Gojo Satoru, who was also not present, got a piece of fried chicken packed by the students, but Hitoji Uranaka got 81 pictures of fried chicken that could perfectly arouse people's appetite.

[The rule of the middle man: As for it, our companionship is really completely plastic? ]

[Shiraishi Atsushi: You misunderstood, I didn’t give Gojo Satoru out of emotion and not you. It’s a prop to gain favorability, and it won’t work for you. ]

[Renzhi in the middle: ...how do you explain the photo? ]

[Shiraishi: ………]

[The rule of the middle man: Isn't it still plastic love in the end! ]

Gojo Satoru held a bento box and showed off in front of him: "It's so miserable, the rule of man. Sure enough, Mr. Gojo is popular. Would you like me to teach you some popular skills?"

The inner man wiped the corner of his mouth, pretending not to be greedy at all: "No need."

"Then, do you want the kind, generous and charming teacher Gojo to give you a share?" Wujo Wu waved the chicken leg in front of Rijian Renzhi.

The rule of the inner man: ...

Rijian Hitoji did not succumb to Gojo Satoru's temptation, but his eyes couldn't help running after the chicken legs.

[Ren Zhi Zhi: Damn it, why is it so fragrant! ? ]

[kp: Qingren is very talented in cooking. ]

When Rijian Renzhi thought that Gojo Satoru was going to become a human being, he ate the chicken leg himself.

Wujo Wu: "Baji, baji, it smells so good."

[Renzhi in the inner room: ...I really want to hit him! ]

[kp: Don't be angry, you can't beat it. ]

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

[Renzhi: What's the situation?I didn't do anything, why did I cast in the dark?I am innocent! ]

[kp: Well...]

Gojo Satoru collapsed after eating the drumstick.

Inner Ruler: ...?

real or fake?Or are you testing me on purpose?If I dare to do weird things while he's down, he'll wake up and beat me or something?

Gojo Satoru: "zzz..."

……

...Looks really asleep, rushed!

Inner Renzhi cautiously stretched out his hand to the fried chicken box on Wujo Wu's lap - Wujo Wu didn't respond!

The middleman touched the edge of the box with his fingers—Gojo Satoru still didn't respond!

Governance from the inside: Lao Tzu GoodJob!

"What are you doing?" The dragon pressed the thief's hand.

Rijian Renzhi: ... I knew it!It's Fishing Law Enforcement!Wujowu, you don't talk about Wude!

[kp: How many times has this been caught?It's almost time to suffer, can't I remember the gender and commit another crime? ]

[Neijianrenzhi: To put it simply, so big Gojo Satoru is standing in front of you defenselessly, can you hold back your strike! ]

[kp: So, that's why you're about to get punched? ]

[Inner Ruler: ...Damn it! ]

Infirmary.

"Yeah, it's refreshing, I understand Mei-chan's feelings more and more, beating someone is really a pleasant way to vent~"

Gojo Wujo walked in refreshed, and by the way gave the leftover fried chicken to the house, and said, "It's a present."

"...I'm losing weight." Not really, just worried that it's food that fell on the floor.

"When have you not been losing weight?" Gojo Satoru added, "It's better not to lose weight, anyway, your body has never changed."

Home into the glass: hard, hard fist.

Jia Ruozi rubbed his head: "Have you found out about that slug?"

"It was made by the rotten oranges at the top," Gojo Satoru sat across from the house, "By the way, why is it called the 'slug incident', have you been brainwashed by Matsumoto's idea of ​​'selling slugs to make money'?"

"Basically, he took that person away to set up a slug breeding base." Jia Ruzi immediately put on a pain mask.

Gojo Satoru: "... Investigators really have everyone."

Jiarui Glass tried his best to bring the topic back: "Why did the upper echelons deal with Matsumoto? They had no contact, did they? Did the reward offered by Matsumoto involve them?"

"That's not right," Gojo Satoru shook his head, "It's related to nitro."

"Me?" Jia Ruozi was puzzled for a moment, and quickly realized, "Is it the 'rule', but this has reduced the casualties of conjurers in a straight line, so it's a good thing for the higher-ups, right?"

"What if they want the casualties of the conjurer?" Gojo Gojo made a big gesture, "Matsumoto, as the initiator, and Kazuaki's speaker, is of course the first to be sacrificed to heaven."

Jia Ruozi touched his pocket, but found no smoke: "I don't understand, is there any benefit to them if there are more casualties for conjurers?"

"I don't know that Nitzu was dug up. In fact, there has always been a belief in the upper echelon," Gojo Satoru raised his legs, "the death and injury of the magician and the magic spirit are used as sacrifices to a certain sleeping god, so Seeing that the number of casualties has decreased, the rotten oranges on the upper floor became as irritable as if they were poked into a chrysanthemum."

Jia Ruozi frowned deeply: "What kind of bullshit reason."

"That's right, what nonsense beliefs." Wujo Gou supported his head with one hand, lazily echoing.

"I'm going on a business trip soon."

"at this time?"

"Yeah, but it's okay, I'll be back soon," Gojo Satoru looked out the window, "bringing back with him an old friend whom Nitro doesn't know."

The setting sun outside the window is like blood, but there is no sunset. It will probably be rainy tomorrow.

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The author has something to say:

Why do you call Zhongye when you see a slug?I will cry too! (though I too)

Insider rule: Has the fried chicken been drugged, why not more? !

Haruto Shiraishi: I chose a beer with a relatively high alcohol content, but none of us went drunk, sadly.

kp: ...you are OOC, do you know that?

Preview of the next episode: The melon-eating investigator of the Juvenile Academy.

感谢在2021-10-1619:00:54~2021-10-1721:55:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Gentleman has no words;

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