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

When Gojo Satoru got the news and returned to the hotel with Ranpo, Tsurumi was already asleep, and only Dazai sat quietly in the room, waiting for them.

Dazai ignored the terrified Gojo Satoru, and said directly to Ranpo, "Mr. Ranpo, Mikiemei said she couldn't come out for too long, so she went back first...but I said it more like she hates Mr. Ranpo. subterfuge."

"Well, it's expected, after all, I hate her too." Luanbu thought for a while, "Then what else did she say? Can she actively control Hemei's body?"

"According to what she said, if you want her to come out, you have to come up with some things that Hemei hates, such as alcohol and death..."

"Alcohol tends to weaken people's will, and Crane Sauce doesn't drink well...Death, mainly refers to the death threat to Crane Sauce, otherwise she should have seen those things after being a mercenary for so many years, and the personality replacement should have been done long ago. You will find out, Dazai."

"Bingo~" Osamu Dazai snapped his fingers, "According to my observations, a lot of trash talk and malicious venting have been ruled out. Mikie Mei said she didn't want to say this casually, and it was from the bottom of her heart."

Ranpo was silent for a long time.

"Very useful news, I know."

As if he had finally had enough of the charades between the two of them, Gojo Satoru finally couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed Dazai's collar.

"I hired your armed detective agency to find Hemei's true identity, not to kill her."

"Well, there are special means in special times, and we are not unprepared. We won't really let Tsurumi-chan die." Osamu Dazai looked thoughtfully at Gojo Satoru who approached him for the first time, Visibly in a good mood.

"Our task has been completed for the time being. Hemei's true identity is undoubtedly the missing Daozhihe, from body to soul. As for Ganzhimei, you can treat her as a harmless game or pet pendant .”

"If you're telling a joke, I'll give you three seconds to retract."

Even a blind man could feel Gojo Satoru's anger, not to mention that he was only wearing a blindfold.

"Want to beat me up? Or are you going to report me? Please respect me, you are the employer, but that's all."

Dazai pretended to be a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, and deliberately continued to fight the fire, "The next task is entrusted to you, the invincible Mr. Gojo, try to protect Tsurumi sauce from the feudal old antiques at the top. After all, she is an innocent Daozhihe."

……

Although he was half dead with anger, Gojo Satoru didn't attack Dazai Osamu in the end.

Because Edogawa ranpo a word.

"Mr. Wutiao, if you encounter trouble in the trial, you can try to call Ganzhimei out."

"If my guess is correct, there will probably be surprises."

……

In the end, Kunikida and Yizhi came to clean up the mess and deal with the police.

Gojo Satoru took Hemei to live in another hotel nearby. Hemei looked very tired and didn't wake up the whole time.

He carefully placed Hemei on the bed, and he lay on the other bed as if he were a caregiver, looking at the full mailbox, and sighed.

I was very tired and wanted to sleep, but when I thought about what happened in the hotel, I couldn't help feeling scared for a while.

It is correct not to investigate so far. If it is the same as before, Hemei's strength will drop when she remembers a memory. If her strength drops too much in the trial meeting, it will be even more troublesome if people notice it.

Tsurumi who refused to communicate, Dazai Osamu and Edogawa Ranpo who kept playing riddles, these ambiguous attitudes upset Gojo Satoru... He could faintly feel that Tsurumi was caught in a conspiracy, but she herself It doesn't look so innocent.

If Hemei is Daozhihe and Luanbu is her childhood sweetheart, then what about Shunping?Even if Hemei lost her memory again like mistaking the knotweed, but both of them couldn't be confused at the same time.

There are also things in the eyes of the nitrate... Whether it is dried branch plum or crane plum, it is like a bomb that will be detonated at any time, if it is not handled carefully...

He had a hunch that this was a big trouble, the kind of trouble he hated the most that he couldn't simply and rudely crush it with force.

The line between the victim and the perpetrator is so blurred, yet he damnably feels...

He didn't want her to die, even if it was just a thought, he couldn't accept it.

……

When Hemei woke up, there was a familiar big face in front of her, and behind the big face was the familiar Gaozhuan.

She was taken back to the high school again.

"Hey, Hemei Jiang, how did you sleep? Do you need a wake-up call?"

Hemei slapped Gojo Wu's big face with a slap.

"Go away, you're blocking me from watching Youren."

Gojo Satoru reluctantly stepped aside, next to Hisuhito who looked like a dog, Tsurumi looked at him happily, but was blocked by Gojo Satoru again.

"Hemeijiang is so ruthless, don't you have anything to ask me? Like what happened yesterday or something like that."

Hemei frowned.

"Then do you know? Yesterday, Dazai..."

"I do not know."

"Then why don't you hurry up." Hemei pushed Gojo Wu away in disgust, and rushed to hug the knotweed, "Woooooo, sister, I miss you so much."

The knotweed that was about to say something suddenly choked up.

"Hemei, don't call me sister, okay?"

"Good sister, I understand."

Shit, you obviously don't understand anything.

Gojo Satoru looked at Knotweed with a suffocated face, and smiled without envy at all, "Knotweed, after the exchange meeting, how does it feel to have two more brothers and sisters?"

"Teacher, this blessing is for you, do you want it?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Gojo Satoru walked to the door very coolly, and waved to the two of them, "Tsurumeijiang, Youruhito, you two have to be good, teacher, go out for a while."

Hemei (disgusted): "Get lost."

Knotweed (nods frantically): "I will stay here with Hemei well."

……

Since her memory went wrong, Hemei has become much more enthusiastic.

She wrapped the knotweed, played games, taught him the knowledge of spells and fighting, taught him how to deal with the killer sent by the upper echelons, and saw through the traps of death... By the way, she also said a lot of things that the knotweed couldn't understand.

"Sister, I have become very strong and powerful. I no longer need to look at others. I can take you to do what you want to do."

"Yeah, that's great, Hemei is very good and powerful."

"I can see the monsters you mentioned, and I can help you. Can you stop doing those things?"

"Crane plum..."

"You said I can do it as long as I think about it, but I want you to survive, why can't I do it."

Knotweed hung his head.

"Hemei, you should know, I'm not her."

"The dead cannot be resurrected."

"Of course I know about this kind of thing! But since I'm already dead, why come to disturb my life again." Hemei cried bitterly holding the knotweed stick.

"If only she was as good as you, if only we met sooner, if it was me who died... No, I can't allow this to happen, I can't let her do it with my body bad thing."

"No, it would be nice if we never met."