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"Teacher Wujo, please let me go with you."

Tanjiro raised his head, his eyes were firm, and he looked at the conjurer in front of him.

He refused to back down even a single step, Gojo Satoru put down the phone with a rather helpless tone.

"Tanjiro, you also heard that Shibuya may be dangerous now."

The white-haired conjurer spoke earnestly, trying to dissuade the stubborn student.

"It's not yet clear what the enemy is trying to do."

"However, I can be sure that the target of those guys must be me."

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand and stroked Tanjirou's soft crimson hair, wanting to soothe the boy's emotions.

"You stay here with Junpei, I'll come back soon after I've settled it."

"Don't worry, I'm the strongest."

Hearing Gojo Satoru's words, Tanjiro pursed his lips, and unconsciously clenched his hands into fists.

He seemed to have listened to Gojo Satoru's persuasion, and the dark red ghost eyes that had been staring at the white-haired man flickered slightly, as if thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

"No." Tanjirou was rarely so stubborn.

"I still want to go with the teacher."

Ever since Gojo Satoru picked up the phone, the blood in his body kept buzzing and buzzing as if he had been stimulated by something, as if thousands of ants were crawling through the blood vessels and constantly gnawing at the blood vessels, which made him restless.

Nerves twitched and ached, madness screamed in his mind, as if trying to warn him of something.However, apart from the ringing in Tanjirou's ears, he couldn't get any news.

Such an anxious feeling made him restless.

"I know the teacher is strong."

Tanjiro spoke hastily, not letting Qiang say anything else to stop him.

"But this doesn't mean that Wujo-sensei doesn't need companions."

Tanjiro lowered his eyes slightly, "Although my strength is also very weak, I may not be able to help Gojo-sensei, but I also want to do my part to help the teacher."

"Even as the strongest teacher, there should be things that I can't do."

He looked at Gojo Satoru again. "I will try my best not to drag Mr. Wujo back."

"So please take me with you!"

The anxiety that crazily clamored and invaded in his blood and soul made it impossible for him to just sit back and watch Gojo Satoru go to Shibuya alone.

Gojo Satoru: ...

The strongest conjurer raised his forehead and sighed: "You child——really."

Anyone who is stared at by those bright eyes that seem to be burning with flames will be as unstoppable as he is!

The white-haired man took a step forward and stood straight in front of Tanjirou, caught off guard that the tip of Tanjirou's nose seemed to rub against the clothes on Gojo Satoru's chest.

"I also said before that I would take Tanjiro to try teleportation."

Before anyone could react, Gojo Satoru grabbed Tanjiro by the waist without saying a word.

"Just take advantage of this time."

"Eh?!"

Tanjiro, who was caught off guard and scooped up by a handful, went blank at the moment.

Before he recovered from the momentary sense of weightlessness and dizziness, Gojo Satoru's voice sounded in his ears:

"If you are afraid, remember to close your eyes."

Then the next moment, the world spun.

****

"Mr. Amuro!" Conan rushed down the Shinkansen in a hurry, and Conan spotted the acquaintance with his sharp eyes.

He and Hattori Heiji immediately rushed to Shibuya, and it took the shortest time to reach Shibuya.

"Conan!" Toru Amuro was obviously surprised.

"How will you be here?"

"Ah, no." He hastily corrected himself.

"How did you get in?"

"Eh?" Keenly aware of the strangeness in Toru Amuro's words, Conan was slightly taken aback.

"We just came in by Shinkansen?"

Is there anything strange about this?

"Now is not the time to talk about this." Toru Amuro brushed his hair, his expression full of irritability.

"This time, we're probably in big trouble."

He spoke quickly and shared all his current information with Conan.

"For some reason, an invisible barrier appeared in Shibuya, sealing most of the people inside."

Toru Amuro took out the map from his pocket, spread it out in front of the three of them, and quickly gestured with his hands.

"If my guess is correct, it should be centered on Tokyu Department Store and Tokyu Toyoko Store, with a radius of about 400 meters."

"The vast majority?" Hattori Heiji caught the loophole in Amuro Toru's words.

"That is to say, there are still some people who can come in and out at will?"

Although I don't know what the so-called invisible barrier is, but this is even more confusing.

"Yes, the news of the accident in Shibuya is basically passed on by them."

Toru Amuro sighed, and silently handed the phone to Conan and Hattori Heiji.

"I don't know why, the signal information here is completely blocked, and all the news cannot be conveyed to the outside at all."

It's not surprising why Toru Amuro is here. After all, such a big incident happened, he must not be able to sit still as a policeman.

But... Conan's eyes flickered. Whether this matter has anything to do with the organization is hard to say.

"No way." After listening to the man's head, Hattori Heiji quickly took out his mobile phone to check, and sure enough there was no signal at all.

"It's almost like—"

"It's like a cage."

Only in and out, it is difficult to convey any news.

Like a butterfly trapped in a glass bottle.

"The top priority should be to restore communication in Shibuya as soon as possible."

Conan leaned in front of Toru Amuro, and gestured with his hand to see the area affected by the barrier.

"Huh?" He suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Look, Mr. Amuro."

Conan pointed to the center circled by Toru Amuro on the map.

"It's not so much that this barrier is centered on those two stores—"

"How about the subway station below?"

"Wait." Toru Amuro paused.

He quickly looked at where Conan pointed, "If it's a subway station..."

Although it is not certain whether the subway station will be the exit of this barrier.

But it is not difficult to speculate that the subway station is likely to become a place where crowds are bustling and shoving.

"No, I can't figure it out at all—!"

Hattori Heiji scratched his head.

"What the hell is the person who set up this barrier trying to do?"

The barrier is completely beyond common sense, revealing weird designs and arrangements everywhere. They have no idea what the purpose of this so-called behind-the-scenes manipulator is.

This is completely beyond the scope of what they can imagine!

Amuro Toru's expression was uglier than Hattori Heiji's.

He came to Shibuya not so much because of his status as a police officer, but because of Bourbon's mission.

The man with the ball head, with a smile on his face, conveyed the task to him.

"Your task is primarily to induce more people into the heartland."

Belmode, who was called together, took a puff of smoke, "Why do we listen to you?"

"This is a task assigned by your boss, I'm just repeating it."

'Xia Youjie' tilted his head, as if he didn't care much about the tense atmosphere between them.

"What about the purpose? Let us induce, there must be a reason."

"I have to ask your boss about this." 'Xia Youjie' spread his hands, looking like he didn't know what to ask.

"I said, I'm just a conveyancer."

Being given such an unclear task, none of the several organization personnel present had a good look on their faces.

"Tch, if it wasn't for—" Chianti lifted the unusually heavy bag on his shoulders, "I would have crushed you."

It's just a guy who doesn't even have a code name.

"Yes, yes." 'Xia Youjie' raised his hand, obviously with a smile on his face, but that smile somehow made people feel sticky and uncomfortable.

"But kindly remind you, it's best not to get close to the middle area."

"—will die."

"The middle area may be buried with bombs." Amuro tapped the map with his pen tip.

He turned to Hattori Heiji again: "Although the purpose of the man behind the scenes is not clear, one thing is certain."

"'Bring Gojo Satoru.'"

****

"Then I'm still a big fan."

A voice suddenly sounded above their heads.

The three raised their heads in surprise, Gojo Satoru was still holding Tanjirou in his arms, just like that abruptly appeared in front of them, looking down on the bustling crowd below.

"I said you two—"

The white-haired man jumped up in front of them, not forgetting to put Tanjirou in his arms on the ground to stand firm.

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand, and mercilessly gave Conan and Hattori Heiji a solid heads-up.

"I said Shibuya is dangerous and told you not to come, why did you still come here?"

Then he didn't intend to listen to the explanations of the two people, he turned his head and asked Tanjiro who seemed to be looking for something:

"How about it, have you found the curse spirit that made these movements?"

"Not good." Tanjiro rubbed his nose and shook his head.

He looked a little depressed, mixed with loss and irritability, constantly worrying about his reason.

"Too many human scents are mixed together. It is not so easy to distinguish the scents of the curse spirits."

Tanjiro exhaled, wrinkled his nose, and almost wanted to pinch his nose.

There are too many humans here.

Bustling and crowded.

Countless smells were mixed together, drilling into his nasal cavity and head.Do everything you can to arouse the ghost's appetite.

Even if his physique seems to be the same as Nezuko's, and he can replenish energy through sleep, it doesn't mean that the smell of humans is unattractive to him.

There was a burning pain in his stomach suddenly, and the hunger he had suppressed for a long time rushed to his mind violently.

Tanjirou salivated uncontrollably, and his sharp fangs stretched out unknowingly.

"Tanjiro."

A warm hand suddenly fell on Tanjirou's head.

Tanjiro was stunned all over, the oni instinct that was still yelling crazily just now died down, and he didn't know where he shrank back.

"Teacher Wutiao..."

"It's okay." The white-haired man's voice was calm and reassuring.

"With me here, don't worry."

"Remember what we just said?"

"Yeah." Tanjiro nodded.

"Mr. Wujo is responsible for expelling the curse spirit that caused everything, and I am responsible for protecting ordinary people."

"That's it." As if encouraging, Gojo Satoru patted Tanjiro on the shoulder.

"I know that Tanjirou must be suffering right now, but please bear with me a little bit?"

A pact between a conjurer and a ghost.

"We can still go to dessert after I get this sorted out."

"I remember there are a few very good shops in Shibuya."

"—So, wait a little bit."