me, the protagonist

"Actually, I'm an adult."

Gojo Satoru was finally willing to get up from the back seat of the bicycle, and his height of 1.9 meters was very convincing just standing there.

He cleared his throat, deliberately lowered his voice, and said in a low voice: "Yes, I am an upright 23-year-old."

"..." Sakura Yamabuki stared blankly while holding the phone.

Who is this?

He must be a male high school student who borrows the neighbor's uncle's ID card to go to the video store to rent adult video tapes!

Shameless, so shameless!

"Really," Miyamoto Yumi said without raising her head, "but no matter how old you are, you will be fined for sitting on the back seat of a girl's bicycle."

She flipped a page off the clipboard: "Name."

"..." Gojo Satoru turned his head aside: "げとすぐる (Xia Youjie)."

Yamabuki Sakura:! !

"He's not... um!"

Gojo Gojo's hands were sharp, and he covered Yamabuki Sakura's mouth.

Miyamoto Yumi stopped writing: "What's wrong?"

"It's all right," Gojo Satoru showed a standard smirk, "She's depressed because the commemorative meeting was ruined. Don't be unhappy, Sakura, let's come again next time!"

He stood behind Yamabuki Sakura like a hill, his hands tightly covering her mouth, for fear that she would say something.

Yamabuki Sakura was filled with grief and indignation, desperately said: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Miyamoto Yumi: "Let go."

Gojo Satoru tried to convince people with his face, his sky-like blue eyes looked directly at the policewoman: "She has a cold, if she sneezes and her throat hurts, it will be fine."

In front of him, Miyamoto Yumi began to touch the back of her waist: "Let go."

Yumi begins to suspect that this is a kidnapping incident.

Although the girl is tightly wrapped, the little hair and eyes she reveals are highly recognizable pink.

It is very similar to the girl idol who has recently become popular on the Internet.

Yumi spent too long here, and other traffic police gradually began to pay attention to this side, and asked as they approached, "Is it not over yet, Yumi?"

Miyamoto Yumi did not look back, stared at Gojo Satoru warily, and repeated: "Let her go."

Gojo Satoru didn't expect that he would be regarded as a suspicious person so easily, and he was a little bit shocked.

Just looking at this handsome face, he doesn't look like a villain!

Taking advantage of this gap, Sakura Yamabuki struggled out of his hands, ripped off the mask, and took a deep breath with a blushing face.

"You really are, are..."

The appearance of the explosive girl idol was so unexpected that Yumi Miyamoto was speechless for a while.

But Yamabuki Sakura had a very clear mind. She wanted to restore Xia Youjie's tarnished reputation, so she opened her mouth and said, "Miss Police, don't trust him! His name is actually—"

"Sakura sauce?!"

Suddenly someone called Sakura Yamabuki's name in the checkpoint ahead.

"The voice sounds familiar."

Sakura Yamabuki poked her head out, and there were two female high school students and several children standing in front of the checkpoint. It seemed that they had just got off two cars for inspection.

By the light, Sakura Yamabuki quickly recognized the two of them, and said pleasantly, "Miss Sonoko, Miss Lan, why are you here?"

Because of the gas leakage explosion in the ▇▇ building, the Traffic Department of the Metropolitan Police Department specially set up a checkpoint at the fork in front of the ▇▇ building to guide pedestrians to avoid the building area.

"Hey, is that so?"

"That's right!" Sonoko looked left and right, and then heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that she was not injured: "A gas leak is very dangerous. Sakura-chan went alone? Didn't the manager follow?"

Yamabuki Sakura: "Agent?"

"It's the uncle in the black suit and sunglasses this morning..." Sonoko said, looking behind her.

……

Mafia-like uncle without suit and sunglasses.

A tall DK wearing round sunglasses is standing in front of a pink bicycle.Wearing a well-pressed uniform, revealing a little silver-white eyelashes and azure blue pupils, it reminds people of the sparkling ocean under the winter snow for no reason.

That is already a beautiful boy who has surpassed "handsome" and stepped into the realm of "beautiful".

Seeing Yuanzi and his group looking over, DK didn't have the slightest pretense, and waved his hand in this direction with a smile, hearty and handsome.

"Super handsome guy..."

Sonoko turned red from neck to ear, and a steam wave rose from the top of her head.

"It's okay, Yuanzi," Xiaolan quickly supported her, followed her gaze, and was also taken aback for a moment.

Gojo Satoru knew that he was handsome, but he didn't care about it.

Because besides his face, he has much to show off: he is also the strongest in the magic world, and the next appointed head of one of the three imperial families.

Status, strength, money...face is just one of them.Unlike many men who have nothing but good looks, Gojo Satoru usually doesn't take his handsomeness seriously.

Honestly, it made him even more handsome.

"Silver hair... Even the eyelashes are silver..."

Xiaolan stared blankly for two or three seconds, then heard Yuanzi ask:

"What's the situation? Is it a boyfriend? Is it a boyfriend? He's so handsome!"

"no!"

Yamabuki Sakura is not happy, she has always (unilaterally) regarded Gojo Satoru as a competitor, seeing her fans want to climb the wall, she immediately put her face in front of Sonoko:

"Isn't Yuanzi my fan?"

"Yuanzi said, who looks better, me or him?!"

Sonoko: "...?"

Facing the face of an angel that makes people—regardless of gender or age—blush and heartbeat at close range, with only your own reflection in the pure pupils, it feels like being watched by the whole world.

Under this almost breathless beauty, three or four seconds later, a streak of red snaked down from his nose.

"No, are you okay?" Yamabuki Sakura was taken aback, and quickly took out a handkerchief to her: "I'm sorry, it's because I'm too capricious..."

Sonoko covered her nose with one hand and patted her shoulder with the other.

When Yamabuki Sakura raised her head, Sonoko gave her a thumbs up and said in a muffled voice, "...Sakura-chan."

"..." Sakura Yamabuki's face changed from cloudy to clear with the naked eye.

"Won!"

Gojo Satoru who was not far away watched a few people look at him, Sakura Yamabuki suddenly frantically rummaged through her pockets, and smiled triumphantly at him, feeling a little puzzled.

"What is she doing with those people?"

He was curious to go over to have a look, but just as he was about to move, the long-haired female police officer in front of him asked him to concentrate very harshly.

Gojo Satoru: "...I am not a bad person."

Miyamoto Yumi: "No bad person will admit that he is a bad person. Alright," she tapped the tip of the pen: "Tell me why you came from the direction of the ▇▇ building. The road in front should also have traffic control. .”

After the information about the gas leak came out, orders from superiors came faster than ever, and the Ministry of Communications rushed to both ends of the road and blocked the entrances in almost ten minutes.

Miyamoto Yumi looked at him suspiciously: "It is reasonable to say that the entrances at both ends have been cut off, so there should be no people on this road, right?"

Gojo Satoru: To be honest, we came here through the mountains in the neighboring area.

Of course I can't say that.

Gojo Satoru now very eagerly wants to go back a few hours ago, and knock down the self who was so confident in stopping Jie from letting go of the "account" and saying "it will be over in a few minutes".

He can somewhat understand the "smile" that "one classmate" showed when he heard this...

Wait, party?

Gojo Satoru suddenly turned his head to the direction he came from, his pupils trembled.

"Jay and that guy are still in the building!"

He forgot all about it!

boom--!

The building in the distance, which was like a candle in the wind, made a loud bang when he turned his gaze, and became shorter under the eyes of everyone.

The sound was like thunder, which made people's eardrums hurt.

The newly built building is fifty or sixty stories high, and it is considered a relatively grand building in Tokyo. At this moment, looking at it from a distance, you can see large chunks of concrete falling down, making loud noises in the smoke and dust.

The people who got off at the checkpoint to be checked were somewhat panicked.

"What's wrong?!"

"What happened! Was it an explosion?"

"Quiet!"

Yumi Miyamoto, who was closest to the building, yelled and raised her voice: "It's just an aftershock after the gas leak. Don't panic, everyone. If you take a detour in order, there will be no problem!"

Many people are in the tunnel and cannot see clearly the situation in the distance.

With Yumi Miyamoto's reassurance, many people settled down again, accepted the inspection in an orderly manner, and returned to the same way.

"Hey, sister Yumi."

Miyamoto Yumi just breathed a sigh of relief when she suddenly felt someone tug at the hem of her clothes.

The little boy wearing black-rimmed glasses raised his face and asked her curiously: "The teacher said that if there is a gas explosion, there will be an open flame. Shouldn't the fire truck be dispatched?"

"It's Conan," Miyamoto Yumi showed a gentle smile, "The teacher is right, a gas explosion is very dangerous, but there will be a firefighter brother to deal with it, so don't worry."

"Ok!"

The little boy nodded, and then asked, "Has the fire truck passed by?"

"I haven't found this one yet," Yumi thought for a while, "Maybe it passed through the entrance at the other end."

Conan said: "So it is like this!"

The next second he lowered his head, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

▇▇The building is located on the edge of Mihua Town, and the next city is a few kilometers away from the traffic control in front.

There is no reason for the fire in Mihua Town to be handled by the neighboring city.

"If the fire trucks didn't go through this checkpoint, it means that no fire trucks were dispatched to the scene at all."

"In other words..."

Not a gas explosion at all!

Taking advantage of no one's attention, Conan secretly took out the skateboard from the trunk of Dr. Ali's car and put it on the ground.

He had to go and see.

The skateboard can be used for about half an hour at most at night, and one round trip should be enough.

"Where are you going, little brother?"

Just when Conan was about to step on the skateboard, there was a sudden sound above his head, which made him startled.

The frivolous silver-haired blindfolded man was standing behind him, smiling and said: "Ah, I think you are very smart, little brother, as expected."

Conan forced himself to relax his tense body and smiled: "What are you talking about, I just want to skateboard. Look."

He slid the skateboard and spun around twice on the ground feebly.

If objects could talk, then this skateboard, which has chased sports cars, climbed tall buildings, and has a horsepower comparable to an aviation rocket, will definitely feel a deep shame at this moment.

Gojo Satoru smirked at his performance, obviously not very interested.

Gojo Satoru hugged his shoulders and looked down at the little boy.

With his back to the light, the dark blue high □□ clothes on his body looked like black.

"..."

Conan's back began to sweat.

"You know, little brother,"

Gojo Satoru didn't care about his silence, and continued on his own: "The brains of a 7-year-old child and an adult both weigh about 1.4kg. However, when the same task is done, the activation states of different regions of the brain are different, that is, In bioelectricity, it makes a huge difference."

Conan: "...What big brother is saying, I'm still a primary school student, I don't understand—"

"Do you understand?"

Gojo Satoru interrupted him: "Doing the same thing, the more active area of ​​the children's brain is the left posterior striatum cortex, while for older people, this area is..."

He leaned over and tapped the boy's forehead lightly:

"...the left frontal lobe of the brain."

Among the "six eyes" that know everything, only this little boy's bioelectrical direction is different from all children in the world.

In an instant, Conan's cheeks lost their color.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the pink-haired girl who was still talking with Sonoko Xiaolan, her eyes widened.

"Are there any superpowers in that organization?"

"Xiaolan... get away from her!"

The author says:

(1. The six eyes can see the bioelectricity is my private setting, I don't know if it can be

2.5t5 just asked out of curiosity, Xiao Ke was scared entirely because of his own winery filter.In this filter, Wujo and Sakura are probably the kind of villainous combination where you kill and I set fire