Miss Gojo is always saving the world

There was a discrepancy with Jia Ruozi's guess, Wutiao Li saw that asking for leave to deal with private affairs was not just to avoid the limelight.

Her other private number, which had been left unused since she came to this time and space, was dialed.

It was a private number that Gojo Satomi had specially set up for his killer vest. Generally speaking, only Kong Shigu, the operator, knew it.

Satomi pressed the on button, and it was Kong Shiyu's voice as expected.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Satomi narrowed his eyes like a big white cat, and dragged out the ending sound lazily.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other side before Kong Shiyu's deep and serious echo sounded: "'Luoshen', here is a task assigned to you and another person. I will arrange you two as a partner. Before this weekend, the employer asked to see to the head of the mission target."

Wutiao Lijian paused his hands with curly hair, "Kong Shiyu, let's be reasonable, don't call him by that nickname anymore, okay?"

"Storm Luoshen" and so on, even for Satomi, it's embarrassing to hear it once.

But she didn't announce her real name in the industry, and people in the industry like to call her by this nickname.

Kong Shiyu's voice was tinged with a smile: "Oh, then you have to give me a title?"

"...Satomi, just call me Satomi." The white-haired woman hummed softly.

"Okay, satomi." Kong Shiyu took over the conversation very naturally, and continued, "I will send you a brief summary of the mission later, and you will go to Tokyo Tower to meet your partner this time before tonight." Bar."

"Oh." Gojo Satomi asked indifferently, "Who is my partner?"

"You should have heard of him." Kong Shiyu said, "'Sorcerer Killer', Fu Heisher."

After finishing speaking, Kong Shiyu hung up the phone, leaving only the electronic sound of Didi.

She pinched the phone in a daze for a long time before slowly putting it down and exiting the call.

The back of the silver-white-haired woman straightened a little, and sparks of interest burst out from the bottom of her blue eyes.

Vol Heshel?

Then she is too familiar.

Interested, Wutiao Lijian asked for leave from Ye Mo Zhengdao without delay, and sent the news to her lovely student by the way.She pulled out the headband of camouflage magic power from the bottom of the drawer, and put on her vest again.

With a blindfold covering half of her face, she was not worried about being recognized from the outside.

On the way to Tokyo Tower, Gojo Satomi took advantage of the gap to browse through the mission introduction sent by Kong Shiyu.

Seeing the first line, she raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Zhongvine tree.

She thought about it carefully, and pulled out relevant information from the corners of her brain full of various knowledge.

She tentatively knew the surname Nakato.

It is not comparable to the surname of Yusanjia, but it is also comparable to the surname of a high-ranking person at the level of "Leyan Temple".

Among the rotten oranges among the high-level people in the magic world, she remembered that there was one named Nakato.

Why, the juniors of the Nakato family are still on the wanted list?

She swiped down on the screen, and a photo of an ordinary-looking young man came into view.

There is no doubt that this person is the descendant of the high-level "Nakato", the grandson.I don't know if he offended his political opponents or got hold of someone else, so he actually forced them to place a reward order on the black market.

Although, this has nothing to do with Miss Satomi who takes money to do things.

Ms. Satomi, who has no family financial support, is also a social animal who has to bow to money.

Gojo Satomi arrived at the agreed place, and fixed his eyes on the idle black-haired man leaning against the wall of the sushi restaurant.

Unlike Fuheshier, Wutiao Lijian can be said to be unilaterally familiar with the other party's information, so familiar that he can definitely spot him with just one more glance in the crowd.

——After all, he is the only man in her life who can beat her to the brink of death, so it's impossible if he doesn't have a deep memory.

Gojo Satomi touched the blindfold to make sure it was well placed on his eyes, and immediately put on a bright smile, waving his hands like a high school girl and ran towards him energetically.

There is also an ugly and cute curse spirit wrapped around Fu Heisher's waist. It is said that it is called "Ugly Treasure", which was later subdued by Jie. Its ability is stored in the space system, which is very convenient and practical.

Gojo Satomi seemed to be running on the beach under the sun, swaying his youth with no place to rest, waving his hands happily: "I~er~jun~"

The tone of voice is called nine bends and eighteen bends, with ups and downs, which arouses goosebumps all over the body.

As soon as Fu Heisher turned his head, he saw a strange species of a certain carbon-based creature rushing towards him. He paused: "..."

Fu Heisher was full of question marks: "??"

This new partner who was suspected to be arranged by Kong Shiyu seemed to be suffering from some serious illness.

Wutiao Lijian didn't care how many question marks popped up in his heart, she stood still in front of Fu Heisher, pretending to be shy and holding her face, and her temperament was tightly controlled as soon as she came up.

"Oh! This is the first time I've partnered with someone to perform a mission. I didn't expect his first partner to be such a handsome man. The hormones are too strong, too A, and I'm going to suffocate!"

Fuhesher: "..."

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Is it too late for him to apply for a return partner?

"It is said that you are a well-known 'sorcerer killer' in the industry. No conjurer can escape from your hands. You are so powerful. This mission will definitely be successfully completed."

Given Fu Heisher's 1 brain holes, he couldn't imagine that his new partner had such a personality. He couldn't help interrupting the nonsense of the other party: "What do you want to say?"

"Nothing, I just want to express my admiration for the 'Sorcerer Killer'! I am afraid that it is precisely because the target of this mission is also a magician that the employer appointed you to perform the mission."

Fu Heisher snuffed out the cigarette butt: "Aren't you also the one who was named, 'Storm Luoshen' is not bad either."

Wutiao Lijian stiffened for a while, then she cupped her face again and said, "I hate it, let me see you at home~"

"...you talk to me normally."

"Good!"

Fu Heisher took the lead and said without looking back: "The employer only asks for the head of Zhongtengshu, as long as you don't get in my way, the rest is up to you."

"Uh-huh." Wujo Lijian quickly followed him, she didn't know whether she said intentionally or unintentionally, "But the strange thing is, I heard that Nakato is a descendant of a high-ranking man in the magic world? What did he do? , was put on a head reward at the risk of offending the high-level?"

"I don't know, it's said to be related to Zhongteng's ancestral technique. Why bother so much, as long as he can cut off his head." Fu Heisher glanced at her, "The mission gold is divided according to the agreement. , We each get the head money according to our ability."

This time the benefactor was extraordinarily generous, probably because he hated Nakato to death, in addition to the task money offered as a reward, he also gave an extra "tip" to the head.

Wutiaoli saw Diao Erlang giggling and said: "No problem, but if this is the case, Senior Shi Er will be ready to return empty-handed, okay?"

"Oh?" Fu Heisher sneered, "You are quite confident in yourself?"

"Because it's true." The silver-haired woman shrugged.

With the information provided by Kong Shiyu, it didn't take much time for Fu Heshier and Wujo Satomi to reach the lair of the task target.

It is a Japanese-style house.

It's not as big as Wujo house, but it's definitely not small either.

There are two side houses and one main house inside the enclosure. There are several cherry blossom trees planted in the flower garden in the middle. This season is when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and the fallen cherry blossoms are dancing, but under the gloomy moonlight at night, the bleak silver light sprinkles on the petals. An ominous blood red was revealed for no reason.

Gojo Satomi climbed into the fence skillfully.

Not all families are as confident as the Yusan family in arranging large-scale barriers. With Zhongteng's background, it is a bit stretched to support the long-term operation of the barrier.

Fu Heisher moved faster than Satomi, maybe he was really confident, when Wujo Rimi was still looking at the scene, he opened the door of the main house.

Gojo Satomi followed closely behind, but when she saw the situation in the main house clearly, she let out a little surprise.

"nobody?"

Fu Heisher's face was not very good-looking, he sniffed the air, and said in a low voice, "Smell carefully."

Wutiao Lijian glanced at the side room, "...the smell of corpses and blood."

This Nakato, isn't he doing something like a curse master?

.........

There are all kinds of strange spells in the magic world, which vary from person to person. Some are self-awakened, some are inherited by family blood, and some of them trample on the bottom line of human beings and do all kinds of ugly things in order to enhance their own strength.

You can never count on the moral bottom line of a conjurer.

The Zhongteng family is in the upper echelon, and they have an ancestral technique, which is included in the category of "secret technique" and will never be passed on or leaked.The outside world only knows that they have secret techniques, and they don't know anything else.

There is only one reason why they are hiding the art.Once it is exposed to the sun, it will inevitably be "everyone gets it and punishes it."

——by collecting human corpses, or parts of living people's bodies, to make replica "puppets".

The restoration degree of the "replica" compared with the original owner depends entirely on the degree of incompleteness of the collected corpses. They can also make "replicas" of living people, but compared with complete corpses, they can't get much from living people Valuable organs, "replicas" of living people will not be too powerful.

However, all of this depends on the strength level of the original owner himself.

Since 18 years ago, when the Son of God in the magic world was born, this so-called "common sense" no longer exists.

The Nakato family's greedy ambition was ignited for a long time.

want to.

A stomach, a lung, a bone, or a finger...even a hair!

If they succeed in making another "Gojo Satoru", this puppet will surpass all their previous works!

Get it anyway.

This is a conspiracy they have been planning for 18 years.

But I didn't want to, because there were too many victims of the "experimental product" before, and a reward was placed on it before the plan was officially implemented.

But it doesn't matter, they already have a half-finished replica of "Gojo Satoru" in their hands. Even if it's just a trivial body tissue such as hair, after 18 years of collecting and piecing together, it can be considered a half-finished product, right?

Even if he only has one-third of Wujo Wu's strength, it is enough to deal with those killers who are willing to accept the bounty.

Nakato was so sure.

.........

After opening the basement of the side room, Fuheshier let out an exclamation, and Gojo Satomi's expression was blank.

Like human specimens, countless corpses—or half-dead "living people" were hung on crosses one by one, moaning feebly in pain.

On the ground of the basement, there is an army of puppets that have been made.

Seeing them coming in, Nakatoki was not afraid, but with a maddened mood, he laughed loudly: "You are finally here! Come and witness the most perfect masterpiece of my Nakato family in the past 18 years..."

The wooden door on the basement floor was opened, and a snow-white figure walked out slowly from inside.

Zhong Tengshu looked at him almost fanatically, and murmured incessantly: "This is his first experiment, and you should feel honored to be his experimental subject, the first soul of his subordinates."

Nakatoki pointed at the two "uninvited guests", his adrenal hormones soared, and his eye sockets burst with excitement.

he ordered loudly.

"Go! Kill them—'Gojo Satoru'!"