Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

"This is not what a popular curse spirit should look like." Bai Shidun squatted down and picked up the real person's head, grabbed its fluffy blue hair, and stroked it, "Are you being punished, real person?"

"Excessive!"

There was a neat cut below the neck, but the real person acted like a cursed spirit coquettishly towards him.

[kp: Baishidun reconnaissance 501D100=50 success]

Being beheaded suddenly, although the real person's core as the curse spirit was not damaged, most of the magic power was wiped out. The current strength is about equal to that of the third-level curse spirit.

"Yeah, you've become so weak, I think Xia You will be startled." The real person used his hair as a swing rope, swinging the swing carelessly, "Dun Jun, please send me I'm going back, after all, he is so weak now, any second-level conjurer can exorcise me as easily as drinking water."

"I don't care, or is it Chiyoda's apartment?" Atsushi Shiraishi grabbed Zhenren's braids and tried to shake——

"Yeah, the eyes have turned into circles~" The real person has become a companion toy, although it is very happy, "No, we moved the location, and now we are in Shibuya, Haruto-kun's neighbor!"

[Atsushi Shiraishi: Wait a minute, I remember the surrounding shop of Melancholic Blues is...]

"Maid coffee and reading room, you chose the reading room, I remember you really like reading..."

"Pfft, it's maid coffee!"

[Shiraishi Atsushi: Good guy, you can play better than me. ]

Bai Shidun held up the real person's head: "Did you keep the agreement with me?"

"Yes! Xia You made an enchantment to hide Qingren's shop~ No one will notice!" The real person stuck out his tongue, "Spell magicians will subconsciously ignore it."

[Atsushi Shiraishi: The mystery of the melancholic blues that no one patronizes, the case has been solved. ]

"Don't worry, I have quietly sent money to Qingren." As if seeing Bai Shidun's heart, the real person spoke enthusiastically, "I folded it into the shape of a rose and sent it over, as well as thousand paper cranes, frogs, and airplanes..."

At first it meant pursuing, but after that it was all about playing.

[Atsushi Shiraishi: The mystery of origami banknotes in melancholic blues has also been solved. ]

"Turn right, turn right, puff ~ Mortal Express, turn right, turn right ~"

Bai Shidun held the head full of vitality, and moved according to the instructions of the real person-in the vision of the conjurer, this was quite a terrifying scene.

[Shiraishi Atsushi: I feel like I have become a tool man. ]

[kp: Be confident, not a feeling but a fact. ]

[Bai Shidun: ...just a real person, tsk, he is so cute. ]

[kp: ………]

[kp: No, you can do it with a head in your hand? ! ]

[Shiraishi: But the real person is really cute, he also learns how to whistle the express train, so cute, I really want to—]

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

The real person turned his head: "Huh? Are you hungry?"

"A little appetite."

God's perspective

A: Damocles, do you want to eat a real person?

kp: It should not have run away.

A: ...As expected of Damocles who "feeds sex".

kp: I heard this nickname for the first time.

A: Because I just thought of it~Q

Maid cafes, a shop that was once very popular, are now also very popular—in a physical sense.

It was full of charred corpses, and the charred blackness of men and women could not be distinguished. The phenomenon of spontaneous human body combustion caused people to rush to report, but was suppressed by the authorities. In the cold weather of October, the maid cafe still had inexhaustible heat .

[Baishi Dun: It's pure evil. ]

[Shiraishi Atsushi: A pure villain, I don't hate it. ]

Turning over the yellow keepout bar of the police, the police who were supposed to stop Bai Shidun's actions were blank and didn't know what he was thinking.

[kp: Baishidun inspiration 501D100=44 success]

Not thinking about anything, but not thinking about anything—these people have lost the ability to think, their brains have been hollowed out, like living corpses.

Atsushi Shiraishi kept his eyes fixed, entered the dilapidated shop, and the moment he stepped through the door - the refreshing sea breeze blew.

"Xia You!" Daoist shouted impatiently, "I seem to have a disease where my head falls off!"

Atsushi Shiraishi: ... In a sense, it is terminally ill.

Seeing that Zhenren's core was intact, Lou Hu breathed a sigh of relief, and then said disdainfully: "Go out to pick up a piece of trash and play with yourself to the point where only your head is left, Zhenren, you are too disappointing! Whoever sneaked up on you, I will kill you right now." he."

Shiraishi: What are you looking at me for?Porcelain! ?

Even the well-informed Ling Suo was the first to see a real person with only his head left for no reason. If Baishidun hadn't sent the real person back properly, his first suspect would be Baishidun.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

[kp: Search history 901D100=81 success]

It's not the first time, this kind of sudden incident for no reason has been seen before, but at that time, the conjurer suddenly lost half of his bones, and the reason was——

"Is the curse backfire?" Yan Suo recalled one by one the curse that the real person set up with other people under his arrangement, most likely, "Is the spy king of Kyoto?"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes," the real person hopped in Baishidun's hand with his chin, "I was about to hitch a ride to Kyoto, and suddenly it became like this. Is that robot dead already?"

"Nine times out of ten," Yan Suo sighed tiredly, "If you miss an appointment with God, it will end badly. Although it is useless, I didn't expect that the guy who made holes everywhere would cause trouble and headaches when he died. .”

"Well, it's just that the confiscated spell power is still acceptable," Lisuo took out a black spell jade from his wide sleeve (treasure bag) like a magical jingle cat, "recover quickly, real person , otherwise you will not be able to catch up with this grand performance, if you miss the main course..."

"Em!" The real man swallowed the curse spirit jade in one gulp, and a strong spell spread from the broken neck, gradually taking shape.

"Garbage is garbage, and death can't change anything." Zhenren stretched his waist and did a completely substandard calisthenics.

[Atsushi Shiraishi: ...It's so exciting, can I watch this for free? ! ]

[kp: I rely on!The fish that slipped through the net!Mosaic! ]

[Shiraishi: Tsk tsk, it’s a step late, I saw everything, but there’s no need for a mosaic...]

[Baishi Dun: Real people are sexless!Its mouth is sound! ]

[kp: Shut up! ]

"Are you really reliable? There are so many situations before the official start?" Bai Shidun looked away, as if he saw something hurting his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Ronso folded his hands hypocritically, "It was our mistake, but please help us in the next action, and bring Gojo Satoru to Shibuya."

"Huh?" Bai Shidun looked at Lisuo, "You can call a bunch of ordinary people and you can summon Wujou, right? Why do you want me to call?"

"Because, when the time comes," Yansuo smiled, "no one will be able to ask Gojo Satoru for help."

"...You guys are on Gojo Satoru's side..."

Yu Xingji grabbed the photo of his sweetheart with the remaining breath, suppressed the weakness in his heart, and said word by word.

"It's a good thing you still have the energy to think of this," Matsumoto Jiro praised, "I thought you would use your last words to express your affectionate confession, and set off beautiful fireworks for your exit."

"...Tell him, tell Gojo Satoru, don't go to Shibuya, there is a trap for him." Yuxingji did not respond to Matsumoto Jiro's proposal, but was like an Infernal Affairs who revealed all his secrets on his deathbed.

"Hey, hey, who are you worried about? Is there any trap that can work on Gojo Satoru?" Matsumoto Jiro cleared out a piece of usable machinery, "Is the cockroach worried about the elephant, or do you want to change the way of killing, want to kill the elephant?" I died laughing?"

"It's not a joke! You've seen that curse spirit that can mess up the six eyes!" You Xingji shouted at the top of his voice, "That's just a trial work, the real body is tens of thousands of times stronger than that, The viruses hidden in the human subconscious, with a total volume of hundreds of thousands, are equivalent to six eyes that have been processing millions of years of information non-stop. If the above is enforced, Gojo Satoru's brain will instantly melt—reversal cure— Melting cycle! Unstoppable!"

"..." Matsumoto Jiro put down the thing like a mechanical helmet, squatted in front of Xingkichi, and stepped on his hand, "You know too well, even a spy, you know too much, Xingkichi classmate."

"..."

Jiro Matsumoto crushed it vigorously: "It seems that even in the end, you are still unwilling to fully reveal the sins you have committed. If you understand the deadly important virus, it means that yours is among them." Handwriting, Kokichi-san."

"..."

[kp: Matsumoto Jiro Psychology? ? ]

There is no need to doubt that this is the biggest darkness hidden deep in Xingji's heart. If the strongest magician loses because of someone like him who can't even stand up, does that mean that he lives like a cripple, or There is so-called self-esteem...

"It's so poor that I can't see it," Matsumoto Jiro rolled his eyes toward the sky, "At first, I thought that the words that Namura asked me to carry were a little too much for the disabled, but it turned out that Namura was right."

"Let's say it first, I don't think this sentence is a curse. Compared with a curse, this sentence is more like a statement of facts."

"For people like you, if you want a healthy body, let alone the next life, it will be impossible in the next life."

"boom--"

[kp: Matsumoto Jiro hand/gun 201D100=7 difficult success]

[kp: cause damage 1D8=7]

[kp: and Kokichi hp=0/8]

The photo tightly held in the hand, splattered with blood——

In the end, he couldn't express his feelings.

[kp: end of combat round]

Jiro Matsumoto threw away the weapon he picked up casually. He has always had a good impression of firearms, even though he has never been able to shoot them accurately.

"Drowning in your own piss, what a pity."

It was not known whether it was Yukokichi's self-suicide or a self-defense weapon, and the bullet fired took his own life.

[kp: Matsumoto Jiro Mechanical Maintenance 701D100=23 difficult success]

Thanks to Matsumoto Jiro deliberately avoiding all the attacks during the battle, and directly taking the head of the ultimate machine pill, the body itself did not suffer major damage. Matsumoto Jiro successfully moved the huge body that lost Yukoji's control.

Matsumoto Jiro said with emotion: "It's a good thing, it seems that it can be sold at a high price."

[Matsumoto Jiro: It's moving! ]

[Matsumoto Jiro: Is this the romance of a man?No, this is the common romance of the whole universe! ]

[Matsumoto Jiro: Ilove mechanical pill! ]

God's perspective

A&kp: What a cruel love...

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The author has something to say:

Matsumoto Jiro was fascinated the moment he saw Jujuki Machine Maru.

Who doesn't like the first machine?

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