The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

I went back to my room and took a shower. It was already two o'clock in the morning.

During the two days of camping, I climbed a lot of mountains, and after I came back, I went to the police station again. My parents have not been in touch so far. The worry and physical exhaustion bother the bell. After taking a shower, all the fatigue is together. surged up.

Ling Yao was blowing her hair, her eyelids were clenched.

After the third time her head was heavy, Ling Yao opened her eyes in a daze, only to realize that she almost fell asleep again.

So she simply turned off the power and put the hair dryer back on the shelf.

Gojo Satoru hadn't left yet, he was sitting in front of her desk, the chair was stretched far apart, but the small desk and chair fit her well, but Gojo Satoru looked very small sitting there, with nowhere to put his legs.

At this moment, he was flipping through her book, and when he heard the sound of Ling Yao pushing open the bathroom door, he didn't turn his head back, and continued to look at the book in his hand, casually asking: "Are you done?"

Did not hear the answer from the bell.

Instead, they heard the dull sound of slippers being thrown on the ground casually, and people lying directly on the bed.

He turned his head, and what he saw was Ling Yao's wet hair hanging on the pillow, lying on the bed with a hopeless look.

"You haven't even dried your hair, why are you lying down?" he asked.

Ling Yao was so sleepy that her eyelids were glued together, and she was weak and lacked energy when she answered, "I'm sleepy... I'll blow it when I wake up."

"Do you still need to blow your hair when you wake up?" Gojo Satoru came over, trying to lift her out of the quilt, but his eyes touched Ling Yao's bare white shoulders exposed on the outer edge of the quilt, as white as snow, He looked away, but after all he didn't do anything himself, he could only shout: "Get up quickly, blow your hair before going to bed."

"Well... I'll get up right away..." Ling Yao closed her eyes, her consciousness was drowsy, and she answered in a completely perfunctory state of confusion.

"..."

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand, paused, and finally reached over.

Fingers touched the little girl's white shoulders, her skin was delicate and tender, Gojo Satoru propped up the pillow, helped her up and leaned against the pillow, and quickly let go.

He took out the hair dryer from the bathroom, found a nearby power source, turned it on, and turned around to dry Ling Yao's hair, but Ling Yao was already so sleepy that he was unconscious, and his head was crooked and about to fall down again.

Wutiao Wu quickly caught her with his eyes and straightened her hands, and straightened her upright. The bell fell down again, and he straightened her up again.

Ling Yao was already half asleep and half awake, with her head hanging down from the beginning to the end, without any reaction.

After tossing for a long time, the hair was finally blown dry.

Gojo Satoru stuffed her back into the bed.

Although Ling Yao was so sleepy that she didn't realize much, she felt that lying down was much more comfortable when she was drowsy, so the corners of her mouth curled up, and she burrowed into the bed contentedly.

The hair that had just been blow-dried was still a bit unconvinced, and it brushed loosely on the little girl's fair cheeks. There was not much flesh in the two sides of the face, and the whole person was thin and small.

She was lying on her side under the quilt, with a slender collarbone under her slender neck, and further down, her snow-white skin was hidden by the neckline of her nightgown.

It was obvious that he was extremely sleepy, but he still didn't seem to be sleeping soundly enough in his sleep, and his eyelashes were trembling slightly.

After a while, Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand, and lightly covered Ling Yao's eyes with his palm.

I felt the touch of the eyelashes under the palm of my hand fluttering, slightly tickling, and after a while, the restless trembling seemed to stop.

When Gojo Satoru left, he turned off the light for Ling Yao.

The lights that lasted all night finally dimmed, and Ling Yao fell into a sound and peaceful sleep.

The semester is coming to an end, and the homework is heavy.

The camping organized on the weekend was considered the last relaxation. Starting on Monday, the studies have also resumed.

In the classroom, the teacher was spitting on the podium, but the students in the seats were all drowsy.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the students who had been lying dead all over the place just now became refreshed and left the classroom in a noisy manner.

Ling Yao kept staring at the phone, completely absent-minded.

In the morning, she called her father, but the result was the same as last night, no one answered.

Then she texted again.

Until now, there is still no audio.

Carrying anxiety all morning, she opened Wutiao Wu's contact information, and sent a text message, "Dad still can't be reached..."

Gojo Satoru did not return.

Maybe he's busy, besides, Gojo Satoru has to attend class too?

Ling Yao waited for a while longer, but there was still no reply, and she felt unspeakable fear and irritability in her heart.

It wasn't until the bell rang that the teacher of the next class continued to come to class, and then Ling Yao put away the phone.

The uneasiness spread from the beginning to the end, even the teacher noticed the strangeness of Ling Yao, saw her pale face, and asked: "Ling Yao, why are you feeling unwell?"

Ling Yao bit her lower lip, and shook her head preoccupied, "I'm fine."

However, halfway through the class, the head teacher came to the classroom and knocked on the door.He called the name and rang the bell, "Come with me."

Under the curious eyes of the students, the bell rang out of the classroom, and he did not forget to bring his mobile phone before leaving.

When I saw a person in a police uniform in the office, the premonition that had been in my heart was torn piece by piece to prove it.

The teacher specially vacated a quiet office for them.

In addition to the police, there was also a strange young man who had never seen him before. He was wearing a gray suit and a pair of glasses.

"Ms. Suzu, hello, my name is Ango Sakaguchi." He introduced himself, "The Yokohama Supernatural Secret Service was ordered by the King of Gold to investigate the traces of Mr. Suzuzawa, and I am the executor of this mission. Now Some things have been investigated and I need to let you know."

Ling Yao's face turned pale, and she looked at the young man from the Supernatural Secret Service Division, with his knuckles weakly leaning on the edge of the table, "Grandpa Jin's entrustment?"

"Yes."

Ling Yao closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling in pain. It took a long time before she was mentally prepared and forced a polite smile, "Okay, sorry to trouble you, please tell me."

Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses, spoke impartially and without any emotion, and slowly said the investigation results word by word: "Mr. I left the branch office at 5:5, and was hit by a drug-driven vehicle while crossing the road at 24:35. In order to avoid evidence, the driver dragged the body of Mr. Suzuzawa to the field and chopped it into pieces , into the sewer.”

"On the evening of the 5th, Ms. Suzumeki called Mr. Suzukaichi, but failed to get in touch. On the morning of the 6th, she called the company where Mr. Suzuzawa worked. The company claimed that they had not been contacted. Ms. On the way to the police station to report to the police, he was also involved in a car accident and died on the spot, and rescue efforts were unsuccessful."

"..."

"..."

"Miss Suzu,..., are you okay?" Ango Sakaguchi temporarily stopped his statement.

The girl in front of her was only a first-year middle school student. If she counted her age carefully, she was only about 13 years old, and she looked childish.

She lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly, but even so, she could still see her trembling uncontrollably, trembling with sadness and despair, making people feel that she must want to cry, but she just tried her best to hold back.

"I'm fine, you can continue." She replied very lightly.

"...Okay." Ango Sakaguchi couldn't bear it, and continued: "Mr. Ling and Mrs. Ling's car accident site, the road surveillance is all invalid, and there is no video. This is not within the scope of ordinary crimes. There should be supernatural intervention. And, the scene There is no trace of a body, which is why the police have not been aware of the accident. You called the police last night, but the police have no clue."

"..."

"……thanks."

Ango Sakaguchi looked at the trembling little girl in front of him. Both parents died, which always made people feel distressed: "You don't need to thank me for this kind of thing."

"So... my father has been dead for three and a half days, and my mother has been dead for two and a half days, right?"

"……Correct."

"I see." Ling Yao finished the conversation with strength, and when she turned around, she realized that her legs and feet had already been weak, and the few steps she took to the door looked precarious.

Ango Sakaguchi couldn't bear it, but he still said in an official manner: "The Supernatural Secret Service Division can only investigate the whole story, but the supernatural person who committed the crime has not found any traces so far, so for the time being... I can't make you feel at ease. Feel sorry."

"..."

His hand stopped on the door rail, and after a long time, his pale knuckles opened the door.

It was already get out of class time outside the door, and when the door was pushed open, noise and laughter rushed towards her, and the laughter and laughter overwhelmed her, and she was the only one in the whole world in the ice cellar, completely cold from beginning to end.

Ling Yao didn't go back to the classroom, but found the head teacher in the office next door, and asked, "Teacher, can I take half a day off?"

The homeroom teacher probably understood the situation and was very distressed about it, but she was afraid that she would have something to worry about, so she asked very carefully.

Ling Yao said: "Teacher, don't worry, I won't do anything stupid, I just want to go home and have a look."

Walking out of the teaching building, the sun outside is warm and brilliant, and the golden light covers the entire campus filled with laughter.

Standing in the shadows covered by the eaves, she looked up at the sunlight, feeling so dazzling that it made people want to cry.

When Ling Yao came out of the campus, she suddenly didn't know where to go, but her body still walked in the direction of home involuntarily.

She has walked this road many times, and she is already familiar with it. There is a bakery along the road. She likes the strawberry toast in it the most. There is a bookstore further along the road. It is the best-selling magazine in the school. They are all sold, and further ahead is the station, and you can go home safely by taking the bus.

Both mom and dad work until night before going home, so she often does her homework first and then has dinner together when mom and dad come back.

It is a rare time for the family to sit together for dinner. Mom and Dad will care about her grades, whether she can adapt in school, and whether she has good friends.

My father likes to smoke, and my mother scolded me a lot for this, so my father hid himself and smoked secretly, but my mother could still smell the smoke on his body immediately.Mom would teach Dad a lesson on the spot, and at this time Dad would try his best to wink and yell that the bell is still ringing, don't be so violent in front of the child.

I still remember that at the beginning of this year, Reiji Munakata handed a few pages of files to her.

She still remembers what Reji Munakata said: "I found a family that is very suitable for adopting you. The husband of this family works in a regular company, and the wife owns a dessert shop in the city center. Very harmonious, no bad habits, they had a daughter who was about your age, but unfortunately passed away, so they are happy to have another daughter, but the reason for the two of them is not suitable for another child, if you join this family, they will Treat you like your own daughter."

After a pause, he continued, "The husband and wife's surname is Ling, so you don't need to change your name."

— the bell rang.

After completing the legal procedures, this name was added to the household registration of the family.

The family selected after careful screening and inspection by Munakata Reishi has nothing bad. As Munakata Reishi said in a few simple sentences, the economic foundation is good, there are no bad habits, and she is also very good to her.

From spring to summer.

She gradually realized the feeling of being at home, the feeling of being at ease whenever she ran towards home, and the warm and full emotions gradually filled her chest, as if she was no longer an outcast The soul gradually has a residence where you can smile freely and don't have to worry about being left behind.

From not being able to believe it to believing it, from being unaccustomed to relying on it, and finally in that cold city full of tall buildings, I was convinced that there was a light that belonged to me.

However, such warmth shattered too quickly.

Just when she believed that she would have a family in the future, nothing was left.

"Little friend, that person seems to be following you all the time."

Suddenly, the voice of someone next to her broke into her thoughts.

Ling Yao raised her head, and it was a middle-aged aunt, holding the vegetables she just bought, looking behind her vigilantly, and kindly reminded: "Why don't you go to the convenience store next door with Auntie for a while, just in case The other party is plotting against the law, you are very dangerous. After the other party has left, you can call your family to pick it up."

As she said that, she said angrily: "The little girl is really unsafe now, and there are people following her in broad daylight."

Ling Yao listened in a daze, then turned her head.

Only then did she realize that she didn't know where she had gone. The streets and alleys were filled with unfamiliar bricks and tiles. She kept walking with her head depressed, not even knowing when she went the wrong way.

The sun has already begun to slant to the west, without the hot energy at noon, the warmer orange color paints the road at the end of the alley brightly.

——The person who is said to be following her stood there, the shadow under his feet was long in the setting sun.

The setting sun perfectly outlines his figure, like threads woven of gold, intertwined thinly and densely among his silver-white hair. The tips of the hair are blown by the wind, falling into the setting sun, shining slightly, like a constant A star that suddenly shines in the dark night.

Among the cold, monster-like dormant tall buildings, his silhouette was so deep in the sunset, and the strong colors formed a reliable silhouette behind him.

The whole city seemed to be shattered into powder, only the corner where he was, supported the only remaining sunset.

"Little friend, you, why are you crying suddenly? Don't cry, Auntie will call the police for you. Don't cry, don't be afraid."

The kind-hearted aunt thought that Ling Yao was afraid of being followed, so she hurriedly reached out to help.

Ling Yao wiped away the sudden burst of tears with both hands, and smiled at Auntie, "I'm fine Auntie, don't worry, that's not a bad person, I know him. I'm not afraid, I'm just, I don't know why... I really don't know why just now, but the tears suddenly became uncontrollable."

Explaining, the tears seemed to flow down more and more uncontrollably.

Rub more and more.

Even the voice trembled, "I'm sorry... I don't know what's going on, I obviously don't want to cry, I've been holding on, I don't want to cry, when Sakaguchi-kun said those words, I kept holding back I didn't cry, but why can't my tears stop now...why did it happen..."

The tears can't be wiped away at all, once they are wiped away, there will be tears gushing out again.

She simply covered her face with her hands, but at this moment, the tears burst more and flowed out from between her fingers. She squatted on the ground, not wanting to let others see her uncontrollable appearance, and buried her head in the between the knees.

His back was shaking from crying.

"Little friend, have you encountered any sad things?" The kind aunt saw that Ling Yao's crying became more and more uncontrollable, and she panicked.

Just when she didn't know what to do, the young man who she mistakenly thought was following the bell came up to her.

He was tall, even though he looked like a young high school student, but when he came up to him, the kind aunt had to look up at him.

He squatted down and covered Ling Yao's head with his palm, "I will take her home."

"You really know each other?" the kind aunt confirmed.

Gojo Satoru didn't answer her, his eyes were on Ling Yao all the time, listening to her crying more and more heart-piercingly, the dull cries were repeated again and again, sad and sad.

He listened to her crying quietly, until he heard her crying gradually subsided, leaving only constant sobbing, then he patted her on the back and asked, "I haven't eaten lunch yet, and I have been working since class in the morning." Come now, are you tired?"

The bell was still buried in his arms, and the voice of crying came out from a dull voice, "I'm not tired."

"It's no wonder you're not tired." Gojo Satoru stood up, put one hand around her arm, the other around her leg, and hugged her whole body.

After walking two steps, Gojo Satoru stopped again, turned his face sideways and said to the kind aunt who was still worried: "Don't worry."