Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

Chapter 104

Back in the relaxation hall, the players were noisy.

"Unbelievable! Unbelievable!" Caster grabbed Beethoven's collar and roared, "Is your strength just for show! What have you done! You haven't done anything!"

Beethoven touched his nose in embarrassment: "Don't say that, I still do serious things."

Ah nodded, and said coolly: "Yes, he lit three pink stars, two cute little sisters, and a mature female doctor."

Beethoven: "Are you really speaking for me?"

"No." A Wushi unleashed his yin and yang strange energy.

"Well, I didn't succeed at all..." Damocles squatted in the corner autistically.

"I don't want to know what you mean by 'success' at all." Ellis walked away from him in disgust.

"Enough! It's the same as I am Ellis!" Beethoven slapped the table, "I also earned a first machine, but Ellis even closed down his own bar!"

Ellis: "???"

"But he's off the list!" Caster slapped the table harder, "Have you off the list! You know how to flirt with girls, you scumbag!"

A Yizheng echoed sternly: "That's right! Scumbag!"

"Let's not say that I didn't flirt with girls at all," Beethoven said with a subtle expression, "It's a fool's errand, the simple book is the first to go out, what right do you have to say about me?"

"..." Ah was silent for a while, then puffed up his chest again, "I didn't play with other people's feelings!"

"It's as if you can play with it..." Damocles complained.

A: ... md, there is no way to refute.

KP, who was sitting at the top, flicked the script in his hand: "Come on, you don't have to buy food for the rest of your life, and the food on your body is enough for you to maintain your life activities."

"It's not that..."

"To be honest, there is no be in this theory at all," kp propped his chin, and looked at everyone with contemptuous eyes, "as long as you conquer Gojo Satoru, you don't even need to do extra things, as long as you get the help of Gojo Satoru , you definitely won’t have be.”

When it comes to BUG essence, the players are silent: Thinking about it carefully, it is true, with automatic big success, it is difficult to lose.

"In one out of a thousand cases, you can still play the only te," KP exclaimed, "Are you geniuses or idiots?"

Caster, who was stared at by others: "...No, I can't be the only one to blame. Shiraishi's shit-stirring attribute also accounts for half of the reason. He has become a secret group!"

Damocles said calmly: "Ah, that's true."

Caster excitedly looked at the others: "Look! I just said...why are you still staring at me?"

Ah Yi didn't understand: "Why do you blame Bodhidharma, he is still a child!"

Caster: "No, what does playing a game have to do with age? I can also be a child!"

"No, that's not what I mean," Beethoven hugged his strong self, "Actually, today is Damocles' birthday."

Caster: "... so what about birthday stars!"

"Tomorrow I will be an adult," Damocles propped his face, smiling cutely, "Tomorrow R18 will not be effective for me."

【Hunting Time】

Four large blood-red characters appeared in Caster's mind.

——Please, the next book, don’t be a secret group!

Kp turned a blind eye to the eyes of the investigators, but returned the four character cards to the last four players: "Your PC, alas, Dun is still 16 years old, what a pity."

Damocles nodded: "Yes, what a pity."

The others trembled: What a pity, is it a pity that there is no chance to play again!

"Old rules, you each have a chance to ask questions and learn about the character's future talks."

"Xia Youjie!" Ah raised his hand, the purpose of causing trouble was not concealed at all, "Will he open a harem! Will he get married and have children? Will he still have 'that' every morning!"

Caster: "You are really shameless."

"By mistake, you chose the most complicated one," KP said with a weird expression, but with a hood covering him, others couldn't see his expression, "It's really complicated."

Beethoven: "...Have you really opened a harem?"

"It's not complicated about emotional disputes."

【Xia Youjie】

Xia Youjie was not too worried about being locked up at the prison gate, Wujo Wu was still outside.

He thought that he would be made fun of by Gojo Satoru and Iiriko when he came out, and that he might see a bad Shibuya status quo—but he never thought that he would see Heian-kyo a thousand years ago.

Xia Youjie was drenched by the heavy rain, picked up the prison gate that was opened for some reason, and found a temple that could shelter from the rain.

"The thing in the hands of the benefactor is related to the little monk." The monk who was also sheltering from the rain saluted Xia Youjie.

Xia Youjie hadn't figured out where he was now, so he asked, "Who are you, is this still Japan?"

The monk nodded: "Little monk Yuanxin, this world is safe."

Xia Youjie: ...No.

Reality is even more outrageous than fiction. Even though Xia Youjie didn't want to admit it, he still followed Yan Suo to thousands of years ago, and because of the seal of the prison gate, he escaped the nose of the hound.

Monk Yuanxin led Xia Youjie into Ping'an Capital, so there was an extra mantra practitioner in the magic world.

Yuanxin, who heard about Xia Youjie's technique for the first time, clasped his hands together, with a serious expression: "This technique has never been heard by a monk, and the devouring spell has been transformed into a spirit for his own use. It is simply shocking."

"The benefactor is also called 'geto', which is an ominous omen among conjurers."

Xia Youjie originally wanted to say that the old monk made a fuss out of a molehill, but thinking of the series of unlucky experiences he had experienced after his death, he refused to say it.

but……

"I remember that in the Heian period, there was also a mantra spirit exerciser. I went to Wujo, which is the descendant of Sugawara. It should be this time. Haven't you heard of it, Master?"

Monk Yuanxin shook his head: "Monks don't tell lies. The first time I hear it is the benefactor. If it is recorded in later generations, it will be the benefactor himself."

"No, I mean other than me—" Xia Youjie's voice stopped abruptly.

Thousands of years ago, there was only one case of mantra magic, and there were only two cases of mantra magic in the history of magicians.

Is it possible that Xia Youjie is the only one who can perform magic spells, there is no precedent at all, he has always been the only one!

Xia Youjie suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and asked another question: "Does Master know the name 'Long Suo'?"

"Buddhist instruments are mostly used for fighting and hunting," the solemn monk said to him, "it symbolizes the four methods of saving strong sentient beings and subduing the four demons."

Reminiscent of the heinous crimes committed by the later generations, Xia Youjie sarcastically said: "Because it is a Buddhist instrument, can it do whatever it wants with all living beings?"

"Absurd," the monk's voice was as loud as a bell, "it's not a crime of objects, but a crime of people."

"The master wants to say, do human beings deserve it?"

"...Hell is not empty, it is filled with people, there are Asuras, and there are Buddhas."

Xia Youjie disappeared in the Heian era, and turned to a magician who claimed to be Qihai. He was famous in the magic world for his amazing magic spells.

Over time, a young man with sutures on his forehead came to the door: "I heard that you have extraordinary strength. I wonder if you are interested in the world after a thousand years?"

The woman with the blond ball head looked at the person in front of her. She looked young and no more than 20 years old, and her white hair seemed to belong to the Wutiao family.

Xia Youjie narrowed his eyes: "Zuo Suo?"

The young man was puzzled: "What?"

Haven't become a 羂索 yet?

"Sure, I'm very interested in the world after a thousand years." Xia Youjie agreed to the bondage as if he hadn't discovered anything, and then changed his voice, "However, I want to see your power a little bit."

Young man: "Huh?"

No, in his investigation, Qi Hai is not such a warlike conjurer!

Caught off guard by the young brain, he was severely beaten by the mantra. If he hadn't prepared a clone in advance, he would be gone by now.

"Tsk, there is actually a causal spell! Difficult guy!"

Because of the beating, he became obsessed with Xia Youjie's casual "Lian Suo". When he met an immortal magician, the young brain flower said his name "Lian Suo".

Xia Youjie beat and killed the innocent brain-brained avatar, and vented his anger on himself.

Later, on the day Yuanxin passed away, Xia Youjie took Prison Gate Jiang to see him.

While Yuanshin's body was transformed into the Prison Gate, Xia Youjie returned to a thousand years later, facing a messy Shibuya—it is not clear whether it is because of the restraint of the shackles, or because there cannot be two identical Prison Gates in the same era.

If you can't figure it out, just don't think about it.

After a trip to Ping'an Capital, Xia Youjie's mentality has also become Buddhist. There is no point in worrying about so many things. Life is short. He only needs to pay attention to the people he cares about.

When he really understood this, Gojo Satoru had already completed the deal.

【Xia Youjie end: I am at a loss】

A: "It feels like being NTR... Is it true that he and Gojo Satoru really have an affair?"

Caster: "Where is this? You haven't seen ab's Konoha Brotherhood, that's called having an affair."

A: "Then I didn't get green! That's great!"

Beethoven: "...When did you qualify to be green?"

Ellis: "Don't poke her."

Beethoven: "kp, I want to see the guardian of the Buddhist monastery!"

A: "Who is it?"

kp: "You quit the group."

【Department of the Zen Academy】

In a well-equipped single ward, a pretty girl is sitting on the bed, flipping a notebook in her hand, which is densely packed with the main points of the course.

"Xiaochun," the nurse pushed open the door, "your brother is here to see you."

Holding the daisy that my sister likes, the Chanyuan Department politely bowed to the nurse, walked in, and said with a gentle expression, "Chun, you just woke up, it doesn't matter if you don't have to study so hard, the school is temporarily closed, take advantage of this time, and have a good time." Rest and health is the most important thing."

Like a female high school student who was picky about visiting the fruit basket, Chanyuanchun happily accepted the flowers: "But, brother, my study progress has been lagging behind for a long time, and I can't remember my high school notes clearly. I have to start from scratch." Start reviewing."

"Then don't work too hard." The guard of the Chanyuan looked at his sister distressedly, "Now we are no longer in the Chanyuan, and we have a lot of money, so don't worry."

"Well, thanks, brother."

This is it!

The heartbeat of the Chanyuan Department Shou accelerated.

As long as his sister can wake up and call him brother again, no matter what it looks like, no matter how cruel it is, he is willing to do it!

The screen is blurred.

The environment of the Zen Academy has changed. It is not a clean and bright hospital, but a dark secret room.

His whole body was naked, his mouth and nose were illuminated by a respirator, and white mist appeared in the respirator from time to time, which meant that he was still alive, and the electrocardiogram on the side was intermittent.

"Why should I be responsible for this guy's medical expenses? It has nothing to do with me!" A muscular figure passed by, and Jiro Matsumoto's face jumped out.

"Then you go and kill him, anyway, it's better to die than to live like this."

Another taller and stronger figure walked over, talking in a neutral tone, without giving any extra glances to the guard of the Buddhist monastery.

"...I don't want to see girls cry."

Fu Heisher hugged his chest: "Where did you come from, a great kind person, give me one billion."

"You eat and live in mine, and still ask me for money?"

"Who let the intermediary's contacts be taken by you, and now the underground is in chaos, and there is no way out even to sell yourself," Fu Heisher refused to leave, "You should take responsibility for me."

"You can just go to your son's place! Wouldn't it be good to let Fu Heihui raise you!"

Fu Heisher's face collapsed: "I think, Gojo Satoru has isolated me, and I can't get close to that brat."

"...Fuck."

This old man is smashed.

Finally, after looking at the unconscious Chanyuan guard inside, Matsumoto Jiro walked out of the room, taking Fuheshier with him.

"Money is hard to earn, and shit is hard to eat."

In other words, Jiro Matsumoto walked out step by step, and behind him was a team of various conjurers headed by the sky and the tyrant, and the nine-phase map of the cursed fetus.

A towering building with a clearly written name.

Matsumoto Building.

[Chanyuan Department Shouend: The future can be expected]

Caster: "Ah, the vile winner in life!"

A: "Ah, the vicious winner in life!"

Damocles: "Ah, vile victor in life!"

Ellis: "Ah, the damn winner!"

kp: "Ah, the hateful winner in life!"

Beethoven: "...I never thought it would be like this. Speaking of which, what happened to Fuheshier?"

Caster: "Is it Fu Heihui's father, resurrected?"

kp: "It's a branch line. If you play te, he will be resurrected, and he will kill himself."

Beethoven: "Your he is so weird."

kp: "It's not so much the he who runs the team, but the he of Gojo Satoru. Really, why do you play te!"

Caster: "Hey, next, I want to see Fu Hei's end!"

【Fu Heihui】

"Today's task schedule is also very tight." Knotabagi Yuhito held a thick task list, tears almost fell down, "Kagizaki, Fukuro, Junpei, Atsushi, you..."

"No time." Nagasaki Wild Rose showed the admission ticket in her hand.

Yoshino Junpei took out the same receipt, and said embarrassedly: "I have an appointment with the third-year Singkinji-senpai to go to his new venue to support him."

"Papa's cat is missing, I'm going to help find it." Bai Shidun regretfully refused.

"Saki!" Received Shiraishi Atsushi's nod, Knotabagi Yuren nodded seriously, "It is indeed Atsushi's matter that is more important."

Yuzu Yuhito looked at his sea urchin head classmate without hope: "Fu Hei~"

"...Yes, yes." Gao Zhuan's conscience finally did not refuse.

After exorcising the curse spirit, the sky was pitch black, and the colorful neon lights around hadn't recovered yet, but the bustling rudiment had already taken shape.

By the way, while finishing the dinner outside, Katsuobu Youruhito asked doubtfully: "Fuhei, is it okay if you don't call my sister?"

Fu Heihui put his hands in his pockets, stepped forward on his own shadow: "No, I said it before."

This is a lie, and it is a lie that Yuzu Yujin can see through.

Ever since Fu Heihui agreed, he has been staying with Yuzhang Youren to complete the task of exorcising the curse spirit, and did not contact anyone at all during the period.

"Fu Hei, you—"

"It's okay, Tsumiki won't worry."

"Then, on the side of Mr. Wujo, Fuhei's words—"

"It doesn't matter," Fu Heihui walked towards home, and parted from Hu Zhang Youren, "He knows."

Knotabagi Youroto watched Fu Heihui walk into the darkness, the same as before.

He wanted to keep him for a while, but his throat was dry, and he told him in his heart that it was all right, Fu Hei would come back tomorrow, there would be no surprises.

The fact is always like this, Fu Heihui will always come back, he is the most talented conjurer among them, and also the most reliable one.

Go back to Fuhei House.

Fu Heihui walked into the house, there was no one in the dark living room, and there was no light waiting for him to come back.

He walked lightly, passed by Fukurotsu Miki's room, and heard the woman's cry as expected, and when he stepped heavily, the cry was also muffled.

Stuffy, unpleasant.

Fu Heihui wanted to go in to comfort her, but thinking of him going in would make Jin Meiji even more sad, so he pretended not to know anything, and walked back to the room belonging to Fu Heihui.

"It made Tsumiki cry again," the white-haired conjurer sat in Fuhei Hui's room, accusing him unceremoniously, "Hui is not such an inconsiderate child."

Fu Heihui said helplessly: "It's because Tsumiji is too sensitive. Before that, Teacher Wutiao didn't notice it."

Gojo Satoru recalled his previous experience: "I should have noticed it at the time, but I didn't show it... It's inexplicable."

"If you don't know yourself, don't ask me," "Fu Heihui" spread his hands, "I am only half of that child, and you know the other half."

"The indescribable thing," Gojo Satoru said of the composition of the other half of "Fukuro Megumi" in front of him, "is a residual disease caused by going to Hakone with the inner person Zhi. Fukuro Megumi had already died at that time."

"You are too cruel, Mr. Gojo," "Fu Heihui" eyes filled with shattered stars, but his expression was very relaxed, "I can only say that half of the dead, the dead half was transformed into a free wind by me, He has always been by the side of the person he cares about, and there is also by your side—”

"The living Fu Hei Hui."

The cool night breeze came in from the window, circled around Gojo Satoru, then left through the door, entered another room, and comforted his crying sister.

[Fu Heihui end: accompany forever]

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The author has something to say:

so cold!It's so cold in the south!Fingers are shaking!

感谢在2021-12-0120:05:23~2021-12-0123:33:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Li Mu; 27 bottles of Zou Zuo;

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