Curse Return: Do I have to be a spellcaster as a member of the Heilongjiang Ministry?

"See it with your own eyes, look up to it, and feel happy."

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and the island that had not been seen for a long time welcomed a new guest. Above the sea clouds, helicopters rumbled. The two magicians, who had lost interest in developing new things and were squatting at the door of the laboratory pulling weeds, were bored. He held his chin and groaned, waiting for the college bully inside to quickly complete the task.

As soon as the helicopter sounded, Maomao's eyes lit up.

The wings stirred the sky, and soon the huge aircraft appeared in the sight of the bored young people.

"It came faster than expected." Atobe Kagezawa chuckled and patted the bald lawn flat: "I'm really anxious."

"How can you not be in a hurry? Such a large transnational terrorist organization." Gojo Satoru stood up leisurely and walked to the laboratory with his long legs: "I will send those two boys away first."

As soon as he finished speaking, before the helicopter had descended enough for people to descend, Gojo Satoru, who had finished seeing people off idly, returned to the entrance of the laboratory again.

Atobe Keizawa looked at him without even shaking his clothes and thought, hey, he is equally jealous and hates everyone who can fly and teleport.

"There's no point in being jealous. My brother will fly you back later~" Gojo Satoru hooked his friend's shoulder and watched the blond and dark-skinned man jump out of the helicopter, the strong wind blowing his hunting suit. Loud and chic.

"Bourbon from the black organization, Toru Amuro from the coffee shop, and Rei Fukoutani from the police, all in all, they have quite a lot of identities." Atobe Kagezawa turned his head slightly and quietly input information into his classmates' ears, one person wearing many hats. And can completely control it, so the blond conjurer remembers this man very clearly.

After all, it is this kind of existence that he admires most :)

Completely different from Nanami-senpai who works like shit :)

I saw it with my own eyes, looked up at him, felt happy, and wished that there would be more spellcasters with such a temperament in the world of magic.

Then let him retire early.

Amen.

Fangtani Rei: ...I always feel that something is wrong in the eyes of these two people.

"Azawa-senpai, Satoru-senpai, thank you for your hard work." Kenji Hagiwara, wearing a police uniform and jumping down after him, winked at the seniors coolly.

"It's not hard work, but life is hard." Atobe Kagezawa immediately replied sadly, but he waved his hands and made a gesture that only they knew: "Inside, it's done."

Hagiwara Kenji understood instantly, and his little detective friend seemed to have it figured out.

"Mr. Gojo, Mr. Atobe, we have taken over this laboratory as agreed." The blond and dark-skinned Rei Fukutani stretched out his hand and took the lead in expressing the goodwill of the police.

The blond conjurer dodged as usual and caught the cat on top of his head.

Alas, I made a mistake and didn't bring Jie.

Gojo Satoru glanced at his classmates, but he did not refuse diplomatic behavior. He was Gojo Satoru, and he could do anything!

"Then the follow-up here will be left to you." Gojo Satoru, whose serious social behavior is limited to this, said.

Rei Fangtani, who immediately resumed his identity as a public security officer, turned his attention to the snow-covered laboratory. He had been an undercover agent in the black organization for so long. Even if he got the code name of the wine, he only heard about this laboratory. I only know a little bit about it.

I just didn't expect that I would catch them all here at this time.

Should I be called a conjurer? Their skills reach the sky, and they want to do it. Even with such a huge and terrifying organization, it still only takes a few months.

Rei Fukitani glanced at the magicians who were making jokes with Kenji Hagiwara with his eyes. He had already heard about the plan within the police. The birth of the "window" didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

But with Hagiwara Kenji here, it is no longer within the jurisdiction of Team Zero anyway.

"Mr. Furutani, we have other companions who will confirm the list you gave us one by one. You can just ask someone to sign for it later." Atobe Keizawa suddenly remembered.

There are a lot of code-named personnel in the winery alone for this huge terrorist organization. Instead of waiting for them to gather in the same place and then catch them all, it is better to let the curse wielders investigate one by one and then detect them one by one.

Xia Youjie: ...You guys are a bit lazy.

Beep beep beep - the phone rang, breaking the silence.

"Moses Moses ~ Haibara." Gojo Satoru answered the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Haiyuan handcuffed a man and a woman wearing the same black hats, placed them in the car, and gagged the two of them as a precaution.

There was a gentle breeze outside the car, and the sky was full of spring. Nanami Tateto pulled the elastic of his tie, exhaled a long breath, and answered the phone: "Gojo-senpai, it's me."

"Yes, Cohen and Chianti, the recycling is complete." Nanami Kento reported calmly, comparing the similarity between himself and the photo.

"Wow, thank you for your hard work." Gojo Satoru teased nonchalantly, holding up the phone: "How about it, Nanami-chan and her old friends are reunited in this new mission. Do you miss it very much? Do you want to..."

beep—

Ah, hang up. Atobe Keizawa quietly glanced at his friend's blank expression.

Well done, as expected of Nanami!

Gojo Satoru:......

"Ah, it's Shinta." A second before Maomao exploded, Atobe Keizawa's cell phone rang in time: "Thank you, how are you doing over there?"

"Ah! This guy didn't even call the owner of the house! You bastard!" Gojo Satoru jumped over angrily, while Atobe Keizawa pressed the handsome and self-aware pretty boy's face with one hand.

"Senior, Rum has been caught, and the rest of the codename members, Mingming-senpai's Crow, are also being hunted. Please rest assured, we will bring back everyone on the list to avenge Hagiwara-senpai."

Gojo Shinta grabbed the old man who looked inconspicuous and even a little vulgar in disgust. Although this man did not have the magnanimity of a second-in-command at all, but the senior said so, that must be the case.

Junior Shinta, who also gave up his IQ in front of senior Keizawa today, readily handed over the rum to the black-haired, blue-eyed police officer who followed him, and who dared not show up until this moment after faking his own death.

Mission accomplished, let's go home.

"Everyone, the plan is going very well." After a while, the calls were answered and hung up one after another. Surrounded by public security personnel, the blond conjurer smiled and said: "Congratulations everyone, the mission is completed."

The public security colleagues who are second-year graduate students, the group of undercover police officers, their position is probably the most lonely and dangerous existence.

Erasing all his experiences and facing every crisis, the boy who shone brightly in the convenience store at night has now become the bright cherry blossoms scattered across the land of Japan, becoming the pillar that protects the country.

"Then it's up to us to take over the rest." The blond man bowed politely, Handong lifted his hair, and Rei Fukiya no longer wasted time and turned to the laboratory behind him, followed by Kenji Hagiwara.

Atobe Keizawa whispered: "Satoru, they are very powerful, aren't they?"

If the blond man hadn't been too bright, Atobe Keizawa wouldn't have been able to remember the accident that happened by accident.

"Awesome? I'm the most powerful one, right?" Gojo Satoru looked over in confusion, looking sideways. He didn't seem to understand why his friend said this: "Is there something wrong with Ze's eyes?"

Atobe Keizawa: ...Forget it, it’s not enough to talk about it.