I'm an undercover agent at the High School of Magic

Who do you want to survive?

"..."

How did you endure it?

But at the moment when Osamu Dazai asked the question, Gojo Satoru did understand Tsurumei's mood at this time.

I don't want to say, I don't want to answer, why should I talk to this man, just pretend that such a thing doesn't exist.

He heard a dry sound in his throat that seemed to be stuck, and after being soaked by an unknown liquid, he finally spoke smoothly.

"It's Hemei, I hope the one who survives is Hemei."

……

Such a cunning answer unique to mature adults was naturally not enough to satisfy Osamu Dazai. He tried Gojo Satoru with very impolite words, but Gojo Satoru sent him back with even more impolite words.

Then just when the two of them were about to tear their skins apart, they arrived at Daozhihe's hometown in time.

Yes, because they had to go to the Conjuration High School to prove themselves three days later, the small mountain village that seemed to have many clues and was more important was postponed. They first came to Daozhihe's hometown.

Ranpo's childhood sweetheart Michie Tsuru did not live in the country from the very beginning. Their family also lived in Tokyo at first, and later moved to the country because of his father's job change.

They walked one by one from Dao Zhihe's former home, the school he attended, to the small restaurant that he frequented that was still open.

Ranpo is very familiar with this place. He seems to have been to these places more than once. People in this area of ​​Tokyo often greet him, laughing and teasing him if he still looks for someone. If not, he can introduce someone from so-and-so Get to know him.

"I found it, I found it, don't worry, this time I brought her back to have a look."

The onlookers immediately gathered around as if watching the excitement, and after learning from Ranbu that Hemei was the little girl she was when she was a child, they bravely ignored Hemei's impersonal aura because of her expressionless face, and looked at She pointed.

"Oh, this is the little girl from back then? The Eighteenth Change of the Female University, no wonder Luanbu misses you for so many years."

"Do you remember me? Did I hug you when I was a child?"

The so-called acquaintances talked all over the place, but in fact there was not much useful stuff... The time is too long, and what is more, it is the nostalgia and filters of the past life, the over-beautified memories and endless bragging .

They listened for a while and left...until they accidentally met the former neighbors of Daozhi's family.

Among the three, Dazai, who was the best at dealing with women, took the initiative to greet him, and chatted with this mother-like acquaintance...the result was unexpected.

I learned from her that when she was in kindergarten, Dao Zhihe defeated a human trafficker who was trying to abduct her... This incident still makes this mother feel a little unbelievable, thinking that it was her father who wanted to win attention Everyone lied.

"Oh, oh, I don't want to speak ill of him behind his back. Detective Daozhi is a good man, a good policeman. Our family was taken care of by him back then. Maybe there was some misunderstanding... He spoiled his daughter too much , probably a lie told by a child, my kid also told a lot of lies when he was young..."

It is indeed a bit whimsical for a six or seven-year-old child to subdue a grown man, but the few people present knew very well that it is not impossible for a person with special abilities.

"Mr. Ranbu, did Daozhihe have special abilities when he was a child?"

"...I don't know." Luanbu said while thinking, "When I knew her, she was no different from normal people, except that she was stronger and faster than normal people... Xianzhi joined the detective agency Afterwards, sometimes when I look back, I wonder if she had similar abilities to Xianzhi back then."

In order to further verify this incident, they went to the police station to inquire with the colleagues of the detective Daozhi back then, and the results confirmed that this incident did happen back then.

"I remember that human traffickers were very rampant at that time. I went to kindergartens and elementary schools to conduct anti-trafficking drills with Daozhi detective." It's in the police booklet.

"Because a game was very popular at that time, the effect of anti-trafficking exercises was very bad. Many children left without thinking when they heard that the other party was a master of the popular game that they could not get through. Dao and I Detective Zhi was troubled for quite a while."

"However, his daughter is a very smart child. After learning about this incident, she offered to help us play the abducted child..."

"Then you really let her be abducted alone during the exercise?" Edogawa Ranpo said a little bluntly.

The old criminal policeman also looked a little ashamed, lowered his head and sighed, "Yes, it was my mistake, because I received a call saying that my mother was seriously ill, and I forgot Xiaohe in a moment of anxiety, causing her to be tricked away by a person pretending to be our police colleague .”

"But this child is also big-hearted. When detective Daozhi found her, he heard that she was still playing with other children... Xiaohe said that after finding out that the kidnapper was lying to her, he knocked down the kidnapper and tied him up. At first I didn’t believe it, I thought it was some kind person who helped her and left because of something, but I found out that she is a natural martial arts prodigy, no one taught the grappling techniques practiced in the police station, she just watched it a few times by herself.”

Under the guidance of the old criminal policeman, they came to the place where Dao Zhihe became famous in the first battle. It was a little bit off, and no one could be seen. It was indeed very suitable for human traffickers to trick children into it and control them.

Gojo Satoru stared at a place with deep grass, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have been here before.

……

That was when he was about six or seven years old. Not long after it was confirmed that the spell on him was an ancestral no-lower limit spell, he relied on his six eyes to escape the strict protection of his family and ran outside.

It's not that he doesn't know how dangerous it is to run outside alone when he is rewarded with a huge bonus, but for Gojo Satoru at that time, he didn't care.

Because I wanted to do it, I did it.

But it didn't take long for the young master Wujo to feel dissatisfied.

It's not fun outside at all.

That day was not a rest day, there were not many people on the road, and they always looked in a hurry, except for those who wanted to send him home, no one paid attention to a child of his age.

The peers I met in the park were either childishly playing with mud, or crying when they touched it lightly. The tricky adults didn’t take him seriously, and kindly bought him an ice cream and wanted to give him away. When he got home, he wanted to abduct the child in the street, so he tied him up and threw him into the grass, and called the police directly.

It seems that all human traffickers in the world like to run to one place. Just when he wanted to run away before the police arrived, he saw another human trafficker leading a little girl over.

Just when he was gearing up for a double-bang cannon, something unexpected happened.

I saw the little girl who looked about the same age as him suddenly jumped up and kicked the trafficker's dick. When the trafficker bent over and cried out in pain, a very standard grappling technique used her own weight to crush the trafficker. In the grass.

"Hey, who is that over there, don't just watch, do me a favor, I can't hold him down anymore."

The girl's sudden gaze made the immature Wu Tiao young master feel a chill down his spine.

Which bastard told him that the people outside were vulnerable and needed his protection?

Isn't this okay!

……

"Don't you really need to tell Dad?"

"No, you're so old, you still have to tell Dad everything." Wujo Satoru said impatiently, "I've reported to the police before, and the police will come to clean up the mess."

"Oh, that's what you said, Dad's colleagues will tell him... But I promised to help Dad as a hostage in the anti-trafficking exercise, and I don't know how the exercise is going now..."

The hostages in the anti-abduction exercise were really abducted?The law and order here is too bad.

Gojo Wuzi sipped the juice bought with Hemei's pocket money, and said bluntly, "I'm hungry."

"Hey, are you going to our house? My mother is at home..."

"I want to eat crepes." Gojo Satoru interrupted the little girl without hesitation, "That's the one with ice cream and strawberries."

He saw the girl swallow her saliva.

"……I want to eat, too."

"Then go buy it, I told you to go buy it."

"But I don't have enough money..."

Gojo Satoru was stunned. In his life so far, no one had refused his request with such a reason.

But at least he understood that not all people outside were as wealthy as his family, so he sighed and said, "Forget it."

"But I want to eat it." The girl's eyes were shining brightly, and her heart was cold. "Mom always refuses to buy it for me, saying that junk food is expensive, and it's not good for my health."

But he has no money either.

So under the girl's expectant eyes, he stammered and said, "I don't have the habit of bringing money."

"Hey, how can I buy things without money." The girl said, as if she understood something, she grabbed his hand, "I see, you are the one in my father's mouth who can't even eat food." full kid."

"What nonsense are you talking about? There is a difference between not bringing money and not having money!" Gojo Satoru shook off her hand a little angrily, "I don't bring money because someone pays for me. Do you understand paying?"

After explaining for a long time, Gojo Satoru, who still didn't understand the little girl, felt a little discouraged when he said that his mouth was a little dry.

Forget it, he should say that he forgot to bring money, how can a kid at this age understand the difference between a rich person who doesn't bring money and a poor person who doesn't bring money... It would be nice to be able to count his own pocket money.

"Ah, I understand." The girl suddenly realized, and she looked at him with a little more pity, "You are one of those bad girls who don't make progress and only spend other people's money."

"You know shit!"

What did your mother teach you? ! !