The Melaleuca Routine of Dominating the Devil

Miss Marchma's usual expression was a smile.

She smiles when talking, and smiles when she is curious. Even in a moment of distress, she still has a standard smile that rises thirty degrees when she frowns.Gojo Satoru once had a whim, and asked Xia Youjie if this woman had entered the robot in the smiling customer service mode. In addition to suffering a brain collapse, they finally came to the conclusion that the current technology tree in Japan is not so high.

"Maybe in a parallel world, there are no such things as curse spirits and curse masters. The Japanese will develop technology with peace of mind." Manipulating the curse spirit, Xia Youjie expressed his conjecture. "At that time, there may be smiling robots."

"Like that woman?"

"Robots can't be so good-looking, and Miss Macchima is quite cute, she is a rare beauty, right?"

"...What are you praising her for?"

"Well, I don't have a bad impression of Miss Marchma. After all, today is the first time I see her..."

A vein popped out of Gojo Wu's forehead. "That woman told us 'it's common sense to call the police if there is a case', she taught conjurers how to do things?!"

"...And she's a beauty."

"Jay!"

There are so many spell spirits in the teaching building that it is unimaginable, even the two who have reached the special level have to spend more time.When the "dead" curse spirit Ono Genpei appeared in front of them, they couldn't help feeling a little bit of astonishment in their hearts.Gojo Satoru couldn't help but say it. "Why would it..."

Obviously already eliminated, Wujo Satoru stopped talking in an instant.He looked at his friend in surprise, and Xia Youjie also cast puzzled eyes.

Have they destroyed this curse spirit?

——Have they "seen" it before entering the teaching building?

After closing the "tent", the conjurer's time to the outside world is blurred.It was almost dusk when the curse spirit was finally expelled and the real culprit was found out.Xia Youjie took a deep breath, and he glanced at his friend.The silver-haired conjurer had his hands in his pockets, and he didn't look like him when he was quiet, looking thoughtful.

"Are you okay, Wu?"

A conjurer who is used to the task is like a person who is used to the ugliness of the world and can no longer be touched by reality.The victim and the curse spirit should have been separated from each other, but Wujo Wu, as the "six eyes", will always cast his eyes on places that Xia Youjie can't reach.What is he thinking?Could it be the murderer who was caught just now?

"As a teacher, it should be a matter of course to guide students on the right path, right?"

What the young people were thinking about was the culprit of this case, the teacher who kept saying that he would "bring all the students into the arms of death" and "the whole world will die together".He looks crazy, but he is not possessed by a curse, he is just an ordinary person.But such a lunatic hiding in the crowd, when he should be admonishing the students not to commit suicide, is talking nonsense like "jump down and have a look"...

Think of several teachers in the college, and a few lovely juniors; even the classmates and teachers of the sister school Kyoto College, there is something trustworthy.Gojo Satoru couldn't understand fanatics, but this time he firmly remembered Maqima's warning, so the genius conjurer patiently did the aftermath after the end for the first time—calling the police who dealt with criminal cases.

"Why, there are still such obsessed people among ordinary people..."

Xia Youjie thought it was okay to feel sorry for the victim, you guy finally stopped mentioning that bet.In the next second, I saw my friend snickering triumphantly. "What kind of request should I make to that woman ~ Jie, how about asking her to take the jumping machine for three hours?"

……

"To sum up, Yokoi, the head teacher of Class B, is the real culprit of this suicide."

"That's because they were all under the influence of hell demons."

"You lost, Miss Macchima."

"You're talking in your sleep, Gojo-kun."

The yellow seal was re-attached near the teaching building, and from time to time, the police passed through the students gathered and hurried into the building.However, no one approached here blindly. The stalemate between the confrontational demon hunter and the high school students even shocked the police officer Megure who came to take notes.

"I didn't expect the juniors in the fourth section of the Public Security Bureau to be so serious..."

He couldn't help but chat with Chiba who was beside him.The other criminals of the third department of forcible crimes were transferred to the Kaitou Kidd case, and Police Officer Megure, who couldn't get the right to speak with Nakamori, simply asked himself to bring his subordinates to Shiro Rin for the final treatment.Cheng Lin's two cases were originally closed by suicide, but now there is an extra teacher abettor, obviously he can't write a report casually. "The guy opposite is wearing a school uniform, he's just a high school student..."

"Boss, have you forgotten that Kudo is also a high school student? And that black and dark Hattori-kun in Kansai, the son of the White Horse Police Chief's family..."

"Wow, from what you said, the current high school students are really amazing..."

"As I said before, as long as you solve the mystery of the suicide incident, you will win." Maqima, who was being secretly watched by the police, remained calm, and the smile on the corner of her lips remained unchanged.But in Gojo Satoru's eyes, the pink-haired woman's eyes showed a rare seriousness. "I found the key evidence in this case. As for the suicide instigator you mentioned, it was all due to the influence of demons."

She held up the tape recorder she had brought from Matsuda.Gojo Satoru reached out to catch it, but Maqima dodged it.

"Don't hide, I want to see what you are holding!"

"Even if I hold it in my hand, you can still see it. And who knows if you will grab it and shout, 'Now I have the evidence too' or something like that?"

"...How is it possible, I'm not that cunning." Damn, it was seen through right away.Gojo Satoru took two steps back and said lazily with his arms folded. "Then Miss Marchma, can we listen to the tape recorder in your hand?"

"No."

"Hey, why~ No matter how you look at it, it looks like an ordinary tape recorder."

"It's the cassette that's dangerous." Mazima opened the tape recorder case, and took out the smoking object with gloved hands. "Contains a 'death theory' from the demons of hell."

Machima ignored the conjurer's exaggerated expression.The funny thinking of high school students is really incomprehensible, if she is serious, she will lose. "From the first victim who confronted the devil in hell, to Liu Yujun who secretly recorded and played the tape recorder, and finally the Cheng Lin janitor who picked up the tape recorder...everyone who has heard the 'death theory' chooses Suicide. Presumably, the head teacher of Class B was also influenced by the hell demon and became an accomplice."

"so?"

"I need to take it back to the public security headquarters and hand it over to seniors who are qualified to identify and investigate." Maqima said. "I can't give it to you."

"Then this evidence won't have any effect on the bet?" Gojo Satoru asked curiously in a purely academic tone. "I can't even listen to it. Who knows if the cassette is real?"

"..."

"Am I right, Miss Marchema?"

Xia Youjie followed closely to make a conclusion. "Unfortunately, you lost. Miss Marchma."

It's about to quarrel, it's about to quarrel.Chiba Criminal, who was watching silently, squinted his eyes, pretending to be taking notes while not forgetting to pay attention to the conversation between the two parties.The conjurer and the demon hunter had been at loggerheads for some time, but this was the first time he, an ordinary person, had seen such a seemingly friendly exchange of swords.By the way, the high school student's surname "Wu Tiao" is quite familiar, probably from a big family?

Thanks for your hard work, Miss Macchima...

It seems that the business pressure of the supernatural beings who protect everyone is also quite high, and it's all because of the inconsistency of the units they belong to...

On this side, Criminal Qianye was still sweating for the Demon Hunter of the Ministry of Public Security, who was fighting alone. There was a long silence on the other side, and finally Maqima's response sounded. "You are right, it was my negligence."

For the first time, Machima lost her usual smile.The smile that Gojo Satoru wanted to destroy with all his heart, finally turned into a straight line of mouth corners.

"I lost, Gojo-kun."

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"LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL!"

Gojo Satoru was very excited.He's very, very excited.

This can be seen from his gradually pulling up and becoming more and more wanton smile.

The snow-white eyelashes squinted happily, and the silver-haired conjurer smiled sincerely, meowing like a cat that stole canned food.Looking at that posture, it was a bit happier than the children who got the Christmas gift package.Gojo Wu won the bet and finally gained the upper hand over Maqima. Xia Youjie watched from the sidelines, happy for his friend, but also worried that this guy would fail, so he suddenly jumped up and shouted yes, I won.

Fortunately, Patriarch Wutiao just laughed out loud twice, and quickly stopped it.

"You admitted it, ha! Miss Macchima is quite responsible."

"Dare to be brave, I have nothing to dissatisfy." Of course, Maqima would not say that she spent 5 minutes weighing whether to go back to the file and start over: Although I can't swallow this breath, but another Chenglin incident will be true. No fun at all, after all the mysteries of this round have already been solved.In the end, she endured and let the conjurer take a round. "You won this game."

But now she regrets it again!The conjurer laughed and wished the whole world knew. "Don't laugh so exaggeratedly, Gojo-kun."

"I won! I won!"

"..." How old is this guy?five years old?

Thinking that the person betting against him was actually a guy with such a character, Maqima had the thought of sighing silently.She put the cassette in her pocket and took out the cigarette case and lighter.She didn't realize it until the cigarette was biting her mouth. She is still in school.

You can't smoke in front of the students... Maqima took down the cigarette with a slightly wet mouth, she lowered her eyes for a while for mental construction, then smiled and looked at the young man who was still complacent.

"So, what do you want to bet on?"

Gojo Satoru opened his mouth, he wanted to say Miss Machima, you are not allowed to get off the jumping machine within three hours after going to the amusement park; The rookie demon hunter defeated by the conjurer; he also wanted to say, Miss Machima, you should go and give that fat criminal who kept peeking over your shoulder now and let him stop meddling in the conjurer's business...

There were too many requests he wanted to make of Machima.Every request has a purpose.

Gojo Satoru wanted to see more than Machima's smile.

"How about a date with me?"

Before he knew it, the words had flown out of his mouth.Gojo Satoru didn't regret it, he was satisfied to see Makima's shocked expression.My heart was instantly satisfied.

So I repeated it again.

"Give me a date, Miss Machima~"