Goujuan always refuses to confess

"...Are you sure you really want to do this?"

"No problem, isn't this in a hurry?"

No matter how busy you are, you don't want to occupy his office so hastily for a conversation!And isn't there a spy at the top!What if the other party finds out about their actions like this... Forget it, Wutiao Wu will support the sky falling.

The headmaster of Jugao looked around his office.

In the dim environment, a few candles were lit to illuminate the surroundings. There was no seat in the corner piled up with all kinds of cursed bones, but at this moment, someone put it on a beanbag sofa.

The two second-grade students were crowded there, and they didn't know what to whisper together when they got together.

Looking at Gojo Satoru again, the white-haired teacher looked at his students with his pockets in his pockets, as if he was thinking about whether he should also find a comfortable seat——

Suddenly the silver-haired boy heard something and looked at the principal of Mangao, and asked, "Does the principal Ye Moth want a seat?"

"No!" The principal refused in a rough voice, staring at the teachers and students in the room for a long time with his eyes under the sunglasses.

The former was still swaying, while the latter sat upright slightly under the push of the well-behaved conjurer.

It is also limited to sitting a little bit upright, but the person still does not move upright, and half of the person is sunk in the soft sofa.

——These brats are too relaxed!

The time rewinds to half an hour ago.

Gojo, who was going to be targeted tonight, went out of the infirmary door and found Principal Noctua.

In his words, time is running out, and the most reliable one now is Principal Noctua Moth, who will be executed in the future because of his being sealed.

Night Moth said rightly:?

Once a lot of information was poured in, Principal Jugao was stunned, and because of this, Gojo Wu entered the door.

"It's in your office here. I'll call Thorn and Kong to discuss it in detail later."

Wujo Gojo finalized the candidates for the meeting in twos and twos, and by the way occupied the office of Noctua Masato.

The second-year students came late half an hour later. After entering the door, Gojo Gojo asked if there was anything wrong. Juzhi shook his head, and then sat with Gojumaki.

All the while he was holding the dog's hand, and the spellcaster pulled his collar higher than usual.

"Okay, let's have a meeting. Do the two kids who came back from the future have any suggestions?" Gojo Satoru clapped his hands and signaled the two "Qingqingwo" students to stop contacting each other and discuss the business first.

Hearing this, Shi Zhi raised his head, squinted and looked over, "Do you want to see Xia Youjie?"

Gojo Satoru thought for a while, "Jie will know the name of the curser who robbed his body... and what about that person?"

Shi Zhi frowned, "I don't know, I didn't remember, Ji didn't say anything."

Goujuan nodded in agreement, "Dried bonito."

Wutiao put his hands in his pockets, his expression didn't change but his tone was a bit distressed, "It's a bit difficult to deal with, but I shouldn't be caught directly after being vaccinated."

Gojo Satoru said that he took the time to take a look at the place where he hid the corpse within such half an hour, and it was indeed invaded, and the other party even made a clever disguise, no wonder he didn't notice it.

And Wujo Wu affirmed Xia Youjie's influence on him.

The teacher and the students said a few words back and forth, but Principal Ye Moth was very confused.

Noctua: "What are you two talking about? Why is Xia Youjie still involved? Didn't he die a year ago?"

Wutiao: "Oh yes, I forgot to mention that."

Xia Youjie was robbed of the body by the curse master after his death, and the ten branches in the middle friendly reminded that the curse master was Jia Mao Xianlun, Ye Moth clenched his fist after hearing this.

"You should have said something like this earlier!"

"It's useless to say it, Kamo Xianlun is only one of the identities of that curse master."

It's just that I don't want to use the name of my best friend to refer to the curse master who created everything, so I use the name of the evil curse master 150 years ago.

The principal of Jugao made an emergency make-up lesson, listened to what might have happened in Shibuya, and found that now is a very embarrassing juncture.

It was daytime on October 10st, and all the preparations that the Curser and Curse Spirits had to make had been done during the day. No matter what the Curser side did in Shibuya, they would startle the enemy.

"So let it be." Shizhi, who had released the believer's pigeon, squeezed and kneaded the hand playing with the dog roll, "Wouldn't you miss your old friend, Teacher Wutiao?"

When the name of a deceased curse master was mentioned over and over again, the white-haired teacher looked sideways at his student and raised his eyebrows.

"Bone says you're wanted for this."

"Well...if it's Xia Youjie's state, those hell gods don't care." Although he can't remember what happened in the future, Shizhi said calmly, "Otherwise I wouldn't take his soul around gone."

Gojo Satoru pondered for a moment, but still didn't give an answer.

It's really not necessary to see the soul of a dead person, but Xia Youjie is special in that his spell was caught by the evil curser.

Wutiao: "Then do they have any backup?"

Dog roll: "Dried bonito."

Gojo: "By the way, Sora, you shouldn't have gone to Shibuya, should you?"

Shizhi nodded. From Goujuan's description, it can be judged that he went there entirely to find the spellcaster.

Facts have proved that he was half right and half wrong, right because Goujuan was indeed in danger, but wrong because he was also within Kamo Xianlun's calculations.

There is also a complicated ultimate mechanical pill sandwiched in the middle.

The white-haired teacher nodded slightly.

"So--"

Man cannot save everyone.

In the end, they chose the latter between greater casualties and small sacrifices.

The only people who knew were the principal, the teacher, two second-grade students, and a family member who was going to the scene to set up a treatment point.

Inumaki was still not in the starting lineup for Shibuya, he was waiting thousands of meters away from Shibuya with Tokae Sora.

——"Will you not meet your believers..."

"I have already said hello." Shizhi replied, staring at the mobile phone in Goujuan's hand, there was a person's contact information on it, "The time has been changed and the location has been changed. Next time, I will bring Junior Knotweed to participate. It just so happens that he's not free this time."

——"Hmm... Knotweed isn't Sora's follower, is it?"

Gou Juan swiped his phone twice, hesitating on a number.

"Isn't it? It doesn't matter." Shizhi tilted his head, pressed the number for Goujuan, and then took the phone.

The dog stretched his right hand, and the feeling of weakness still existed in his memory. He watched the silver-haired boy briefly communicate with the person on the other end of the phone.

I introduced myself first, and after the introduction, I told the matter, regardless of whether the other person accepted it or not, I hung up the phone with a snap.

Kong seems to be somewhat hostile towards Yi Gu.

--why?

——In the future it was because of an almost confrontation, but now it is...

"There's no reason, the compatibility doesn't match." After returning the phone to Goujumaki, Juzhi looked in the direction facing Shibuya, "If I have to say, he knew you earlier, and the first mission was to go with you of."

The silver-haired boy suddenly showed his childish side, which inexplicably reassured Gou Juan.

Facing the unavoidable Battle of Shibuya, the final result of Tokyo School's deliberations is still to send Gojo Satoru to deal with it.

But in order to add an insurance policy, Gojo Satoru decided to call back Yota Yota, who was on the way back, in advance. It happened that he also communicated with this student when he was on a business trip overseas a while ago.

As the sun went down a little bit, the sky darkened.

--"here we go."

Juzhi looked at the clock, and suddenly remembered something and opened his mouth.

"By the way, there seems to be a "restraint" between me and the higher-ups above. "

"Have I not mentioned the name of that high-ranking officer?"