Special A-level danger warning

Since Christmas Eve, the sorcerer who took the lead in launching the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts has disappeared, and even the Supernatural Secret Service Division couldn't catch a trace of it.

Ayatsuji pedestrians became interested in Kyogoku Natsuhiko after this battle, and the Secret Service Division simply asked him to deal with the sorcerer.

After all, even a homicide detective is still a detective, and he has spent so much manpower and material resources from the Secret Service, so he must show his usefulness at the right time.

Under the operation of Ango Sakaguchi, all the information of Kyogoku Natsuhiko was sent to Ayatsuji's detective agency.

The homicide detective had indeed spotted the sorcerer several times, but was cunningly escaped by the other party.

"Yokohama."

Ayatsuji pedestrian said softly, so that Ango Sakaguchi, who was working with him, couldn't react for a while, and he didn't know why he suddenly mentioned Yokohama.

According to their monitoring, Kyogoku Natsuhiko should not have gone to Yokohama.

Glancing at Ango Sakaguchi, the red pupils behind the blackout glasses of Ayatsuji pedestrian paused for a moment, holding his beloved doll to see Naruto Saki, and then condescendingly opened his mouth to explain.

"I mean, the magician's target is Yokohama."

After all, no matter how Ango Sakaguchi reacted, he lay down lazily on the bench and closed his eyes, letting the two cats in the office gather around the bench.

In the confrontation these days, the sorcerer has been haunted like his lifelong enemy. The opponent's resourcefulness, ability, conception, etc. are all beyond ordinary people, and he is a quite rational lunatic.

Generally speaking, this kind of person is the most difficult to deal with.

Crazy but rational, more capable of practicing his own ideas, luring innocent people into the abyss of evil.

"Did the sorcerer tell you that on Christmas Eve?"

All that Ango Sakaguchi could think of was that on the day of the Hyakki Yakō, many things that he didn't know happened when he lost Ayatsuji pedestrians.

Ayatsuji Xingren, who was resting with his eyes closed, lazily opened his eyes to look at him, but considering that the Supernatural Secret Service might play a role, he decided it would be better to explain.

"Feng Xinzhi, it should be this name."

Hearing this, Ango Sakaguchi was taken aback, and question marks filled his head immediately, feeling that something was wrong.

Why do you have contact with Feng Xinzhi?Aren't you being monitored all around?How to make a connection without being discovered?

Suspicious and suspicious, he discovered a big problem and had to ask his soul.

"Why did he step over me to connect with you?"

Could it be that Feng Xinzhi's meaning letter made Ayatsuji walk to Yokohama to catch Kyogoku Natsuhiko?

However, no matter how you look at this kind of thing, you should communicate with him.

Those sniper special teams who monitor Yan Tsuji's pedestrians around the clock are not for show, and contacting Yan Tsuji is obviously not as convenient as contacting him.

Ayatsuji pedestrians paused for a moment, finally opened their eyes and turned their face to look at Ango Sakaguchi, and steadily displayed their skills of poisonous tongue.

"I'm afraid you won't understand."

Ango Sakaguchi: ...?

Um?Are you making a personal attack?

Ignoring the death stare emanating from the social animal in front of him, Ayatsuji pedestrian's tone was a bit indifferent, and he didn't think it was a big deal at all.

"He said that the nearest Yokohama will be more lively, and he wants to inform you to be mentally prepared."

Ango Sakaguchi's heart skipped a beat when he said this, his eyelids twitched, he pushed his glasses, and spoke cautiously.

"What kind of excitement?"

"Probably similar to the Hyakki Night Walk in Shinjuku."

Ayatsuji pedestrians answered easily, but Ango Sakaguchi stroked his heart, thinking that he must take some quick-acting Jiuxin pills.

How much economic loss did the Hyakki Night Walk in Shinjuku on Christmas Eve bring?How much of his hairline has been worn bald?Want to transfer to Yokohama again?

Thinking about it this way, Ango Sakaguchi felt that not only the matter was about to end, but he was also about to end.

What kind of hatred, what kind of resentment, don't social animals have human rights?Can you give him some hairline? !

"When?"

His voice was a little weak, but he didn't want Ayatsuji pedestrians to give him another critical blow.

"I don't know." The homicide detective, who was leisurely lying on the bench, was confident and confident, and couldn't empathize with the collapsed emotions of the opposite social animal. "Anyway, I don't think it will be too long."

When the ghosts walked at night a few years ago, they at least got the exact time from the magic circle, but this time they don't even have time at all, right?

Sakaguchi Ango's eyes were numb, and he felt that he was about to die from centrifugal force, and his hair was falling out at a rapid rate.

Ayatsuji pedestrian's voice continued.

"Feng Xinzhi said that when they try their best to expel those with malicious intentions from Yokohama, it is unreasonable for the Supernatural Secret Service Division to sit back and enjoy the benefits?"

The translation is, your special affairs department is up, and you can do your best if you have nothing to do. How can the protection of Yokohama's safety be taken care of by the extreme organization Mafia, the port?

But the deeper meaning is that if the government gives up the rescue, all future affairs of Yokohama will belong to the port Mafia, and the same is true for government departments.

From the fierce fighting incidents that happened in various places in Yokohama in the past few days, the Port Mafia's strong attitude and the incantation world, to the fact that all parties have stopped fighting with Port Mafia head-on, the deterrence of this yakuza organization has risen sharply, which can be seen It shows the opponent's ambition to occupy Yokohama.

Ango Sakaguchi only felt that his mind was shaking, and his eyes were in a trance, and he saw the hell-like overtime work in the future beckoning to him.

What is the meaning of labor?

Life is hopeless.

……

Yokohama, Central Hospital.

On the surface, it is a government-run hospital, but in fact it has been completely controlled by the port Mafia.

Although it is still open to the general public, there are several forbidden areas inside the hospital, which are patrolled and guarded by members of the port Mafia around the clock.

Knotweed Yujin checked the fingerprint password and was let in.

There are guards guarding every few meters here. The guards have serious faces, wearing uniform black suits, and standing upright everywhere.

Although there seems to be something wrong with the intuition, Yuzu Yuhito candidly concluded that all big cities are like this.

After all, it is more important to see grandpa first than this.

Ever since he accidentally swallowed Su Nuo's fingers that day, his future has completely turned in an unknown direction.

According to the rules of the spell that he had made up for in the past few days, he was supposed to be executed by his future seniors and was taken to Yokohama, and his sick grandfather was also placed in this hospital.

Kunzhang Youroto scratched his hair, always felt that he had fled in fear of crime after being sheltered, destroying all his whereabouts.

This feeling is very subtle.

"You're bored to death, what are you doing here all day, sir, I'll get my body back sooner or later."

Two-faced Su Nuo's voice resounded in his heart, making Knotabagi Yuren feel that he was inexplicably a bit like Baron Asura, schizophrenic or something.

Yes, the culprit who turned his fate 180 degrees was this guy, the legendary King of Curses.

Knotweed Youren let the two-faced Su Nuo talk nonsense, and he didn't even think about it.

What does it mean to take back the body? This is obviously his body, so foreign species should stop talking.

After staying in grandpa's ward for a long time, Yuzu Yujin was chased out by the stubborn grandpa on the grounds that he didn't want to hear about his parents.

The old man, who originally wanted to play a handsome role solemnly, angrily disliked this stinky grandson, and felt that his body was still a little strong, so he simply ignored him.

Knotaba Yuhito, who was not interested in his parents' affairs, would not be angry because of this, and left the ward to let his grandfather rest quietly for a while.

However, in order to take care of him at close range, he did not leave this floor, found an unguarded rest area, and took out the popular science books on spells sent by Fu Hei.

With a head full of fog, Knotabagi Yujin began to study by himself in a daze.

The birth factors of the spell, genetic theory, the possibility of positive and negative spell power, etc., almost made him accidentally use it as a hypnotic book.

"Tsk, boy." The voice of the two-faced Su Nuo sounded again, "There are two conjurers on the upper floor, don't you want to go and see?"

Ugh?

Are there two conjurers upstairs?

"How about you, are you going?"

The two-faced Su Nuo, who had already noticed the other party's breath, was urging in his tone, but it was not so much curious about the conjurer upstairs, but rather aroused his strong desire to fight.

One person seemed to have fallen into a coma, but the mana fluctuations of the other person were so strong that he was a little excited.

Knowing that he had bad intentions, Knotabagi Yourhito refused without leaving any room for repentance, and became more vigilant towards this guy from the bottom of his heart.

Knowing that there was a conjurer, he encouraged him to go upstairs for no reason, this guy must have no good intentions.

He shrugged and continued to read the book blankly.

"Down."

After calming down for a long time, Yu Zhang Youren was stunned when he suddenly heard Su Nuo on both sides say that, and didn't immediately realize what he was referring to.

Until he found a rather tall and handsome figure suddenly appeared in front of him, looking down at him condescendingly.

Black sunglasses... blind?

Knotabagi Yuhito hesitated and stretched out his hand to say hello.

"Hi?"

Gojo Satoru, who was accidentally mistaken for a blind person by future students, bent down and got close to Knotabagi Yuren, and after carefully looking at him, a bright smile appeared on his face.

He sat down familiarly, and his voice and movements were quite indecent.

"Hi, Yuren~ I'm your future homeroom teacher~"

Hearing this, Knotabagi Youruhito's face suddenly became bewildered, a little confused by the other party's overly turbulent tone.

High School of Conjuration...is it really a serious school?

"It's Zhizhi." With a smile on his face, Wujo Wujo blamed others without any guilt, "Zhizhi asked me to come~"

Although he was asked to help watch over Jie, it happened to be a pleasant teacher-student exchange with future student Katsuobu Yuhito.

As he spoke, he picked up the dessert bag in his hand and shook it.

This was a condolence item he brought to Jie, but Xia Youjie himself was falling asleep, so he could do his best to eat it for him.

Yuzu Yuhito, who was successfully fooled, let go of his guard, sat obediently on his seat, and listened carefully to an unscrupulous teacher's immoral speech.

another place.

Feng Xinzhi had just asked Mr. Zhongyuan to take up the guard duty, and with a slightly apologetic smile, he left the chief's office under the resentful eyes of Osamu Dazai.

After walking out of the port building, he looked up at the twilight sky. For some reason, his heart felt a little cold for a moment, and he always felt that someone was targeting him.

He frowned slightly, and after going through all kinds of information in his mind, he identified the suspicious person.

In this case, who else can be besides Gojo Satoru, who is the No. 1 dumping pot.

Feng Xinzhi lowered his eyes slightly, covering up the weak conscience in his eyes.

I hope that Gojo Satoru won't go crazy too much in a while, and at least don't tear down the hospital... right?

After all, someone couldn't think of harming his best friend.