The head pillar also wants to be removed today

"Then next, we just need to find those people who have been transformed into ghosts."

Passing the heart of Kagutsuchi to Tanjiro, Gojo Satoru glanced at the phone and said.

Su Nuo's finger can be kept with him for the time being, and it won't be too late to deal with it later.

Riko Tennai nodded quite boldly, and gave them the heart of Kagutsuchi with a wave of her big hand without saying a word, without any difficulty at all.

So what needs to be done now is to find the hiding place of Yansuo and the ghosts who don't know where they are hiding.

"But don't worry." Said that he wanted to look for it, but Gojo Satoru didn't see any anxious look.

"Mingming will help with the investigation on the side of Yan Suo."

After all, Wujo Satoru gave too much.

"As for the ghost... someone else has come to find clues."

Just don't know how it's going.

Suddenly filled with flowers, Tanjiro was quite puzzled.

"Then what should we do?"

It seems that a certain white-haired strongest person has already found someone else to do what he can do.

"Well—this is it."

Gojo Satoru suddenly bent down and leaned in front of Tanjirou.

The distance between them was a little close, Tanjiro subconsciously held his breath in shock, his eyes widened, Oni's excellent eyesight could only allow him to see clearly every crease on Gojo Satoru's eye patch.

"Of course it is—"

When the white-haired strongest spoke, the hot air sprayed onto Tanjiro's face, bringing a strange tingling feeling.

"Come and eat with me first."

"Really." Seemingly admiring the distressed appearance of the ghost boy enough, the white-haired Qiang Qiang chuckled, and slowly stood up.

The hand in his pocket lightly rubbed it, wondering if Tanjiro's unconsciously flushed cheeks would feel good when pinched.

"Tanjiro doesn't need to eat—" he drawled.

"But we haven't eaten for almost a day today, huh?"

"Even if I am the strongest, I will have no motivation because of the lack of sugar."

"Ah, that's right!" Tanjirou finally realized.

As a ghost, he himself cannot eat human food. Although the burning sensation of hunger in his stomach erodes his sanity, Tanjiro has gradually adapted to this constant hunger.

If it wasn't for Gojo Gojo's loud reminder, he wouldn't even realize that they had been running all day without rest.

"Although Tanjirou will be full of motivation by his side, but as expected——"

"Ok?"

Perhaps because he was too used to doing this kind of action ten years ago, Tanjiro suddenly stretched out his hand and put it on the shoulder of the strongest white hair, motioning him to bend down.

Gojo Satoru ten years ago was already much taller than Tanjiro, and ten years later he was even ridiculously taller.Sensing Tanjiro's intentions, Shiro-haired Strongest didn't resist, and bowed his head down.

Then he felt a pair of warm hands caressing his hair gently.

Different from the somewhat flimsy touch in memory, Oni's nails are sharp, even if Tanjiro put them away properly, Gojo Satoru can still feel a little bit of sharp touch slowly going down along the force of the fingertips.

"Wow! Sorry!!"

Tanjiro suddenly sensed something was wrong.

The action of comforting the five cats and cats in the past has almost become natural, which caused him to do it subconsciously just now when he saw that the white-haired strongest was a little bit aggrieved and tired.

The ghost boy panicked and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Gojo Satoru held him down.

"What's the matter?" From this angle, Tanjiro couldn't see Gojo Satoru's expression.

But he could clearly hear the hidden smile in the other party's words.

"I haven't been treated like this by Tanjirou for a long time."

"Speaking of which, I really miss it."

After speaking, he didn't give Tanjiro time to react, and grabbed Tanjiro's wrist.

"So, why don't you go eat something with me next?"

"Hey...it's here." Looking up at the very familiar shop logo, Tanjiro laughed.

"Wu Jun really likes the desserts here."

The place where Gojo Satoru brought him was the Poirot Café again.

"Of course it is."

Wujo Wusha nodded seriously, pretending to be serious:

"After all, this is the place Tanjiro recommended to me."

Of course, the food here is really delicious.

"So, when did this store open?"

Tanjiro let out an 'ah', obviously remembering the oolong incident that happened at that time.

"But I didn't expect Jun Wu to remember this place all the time."

This really surprised him.

"But speaking of it this way, did Wu Jun introduce this store to me first, or did I introduce it to Wu Jun?"

Tanjiro suddenly slapped his head and fell into a strange circle of logic.

It stands to reason that Gojo Satoru knew about Polo because he introduced it ten years ago;

But Tanjiro introduced him ten years ago because Gojo Satoru brought him here...

It was Toru Amuro who found someone outside the door that interrupted Tanjiro's vicious circle of logic.

"Welcome both—huh?"

The moment he saw Tanjiro, the blond policeman tensed up all over, unconsciously showing a defensive posture.

The hunting posture of the evil spirit when he lost his mind obviously left a big shadow on Toru Amuro. Even if Tanjiro has not shown any attacking intentions now, the blond policeman still finds it difficult to relax.

It's just human beings' subconscious vigilance against predators.

"Mr. Gojo?"

But after all, he was a guest, Toru Amuro turned away slightly after a brief hesitation.

Conan upstairs somehow noticed the movement below, his pupils shrank when he saw the person clearly, and then Tanjiro heard the sound of thud, thud, going downstairs.

"What's going on?" The evil ghost looked at Qiangqiang.

Did he do something before he woke up?

"It's okay, Tanjirou."

Gojo Satoru placed one hand on the back of Tanjirou's head.

"You haven't done anything irreparable."

...So, how did it develop into this situation?

Tanjiro sat next to Gojo Satoru, sniffing quietly.

There were not many people in the coffee shop at this time, and Toru Amuro simply sat opposite them, and Conan sat beside Toru Amuro, staring at the person and ghost opposite with a serious expression.

It was obviously a rather strange combination, but the atmosphere at their table was a bit too dignified.

"I think Mr. Gojo's coming here this time is not just for eating."

Toru Amuro was the first to break the silence.

"Well... that's correct."

The white-haired strongest nodded.

"We've found the way to eliminate ghosts, now we'll see if you can find out where all the ghosts are."

Lisuo is really good at hiding.

"As far as I know, there are only a few bases where ghosts appear concentrated."

Speaking of this, Toru Amuro-Bourbon also sighed.

Not many people in the organization knew about it, and the relevant person might have been silenced. If it wasn't for him being in charge of intelligence and deliberate investigation, he probably wouldn't even have heard the news.

"There are not many reports about ghosts in the newspapers." Conan also shook his head on the other side.

Now maybe the people don't know the existence of ghosts.

"That... Actually, there's no need to be so troublesome."

Tanjiro sat in the middle, hesitated for a while, and spoke slowly.

The gazes of the remaining three focused on him in an instant.

The evil ghost scratched his face, and there was a kind of youthfulness and embarrassment that only belonged to young people.

"I, here I should be able to be called the ancestor of ghosts. The ghost blood used by Ren Suo was also taken from me."

"Although he seems to have done something to those transformed ghosts... But I think I should still be able to sense the location of the ghosts."

Tanjiro narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold, snake-like inorganic light flashed and disappeared in the ghost pupils.

The wonderful feeling that was deliberately ignored before resurfaced again. With the change of Tanjirou's mood, fear and fear quietly spread among the family members.

——If he wanted, he could even directly order all existing ghosts to die suddenly.

It's just too cruel to do so.

"Also, it's not that troublesome to eliminate the power of ghosts."

There is no need to gather the transformed ghosts and purify them one by one.

Tanjiro lowered his head, blue eyes reflected in his dark red pupils.

Tanjiro took a deep breath, the slightly noisy noise in his ears suddenly disappeared, and it was so quiet for a moment that he could only hear his own breathing and heartbeat.

"It's enough to purify the power of ghosts in me."

The method of purification is in her hands.

These are the two choices Tian Yuan said before him.

Purify yourself, or purify others.

"Wait, why...?"

Conan didn't seem to be able to understand such logic, subconsciously stood up, wanting to ask.

But next to Tanjiro, someone had a bigger reaction than him.

"Wait a minute, Tanjirou."

Gojo Satoru suddenly put down the tableware in his hand.

The strongest voice was quite calm, so calm that it was almost eerie—if one could ignore his tightly clenched hand with faintly bruised veins.

"Tanjirou's meaning should be to use the power of Kagutsuchi's heart to purify all the ghosts in yourself, and then those transformed ghosts will also be purified as a result."

This way is not difficult to understand, just cut off the power of ghosts from the source.

Just like the Ghost Killing Squad tried their best to finally kill Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi, so their world will no longer have such sad and hateful creatures as ghosts.

"But Tanjiro." Gojo Satoru suddenly changed the subject.

"That guy Tianyuan said, the power of ghosts is what you rely on to still walk in this world."

"Then what will happen to you if the ghost's power is purified?"

The strongest voice was very stable, so stable that no trembling or shaking could be heard.

but--

Tanjiro lowered his head, the smell coming from Gojo Satoru was pungent, as if a tube of wasabi was suddenly stuffed in his nose, the acrid feeling rushed to his eyes and mind, making his eyes red .

What will happen to him?

"Go-kun." Tanjirou said softly.

Perhaps because of the pungent smell, his voice was also a little hoarse.

"I should have died in the battle of Infinity City."

"And now, it is because Wu Mi turned me into a ghost that I am able to live."

The evil ghost raised his hand and gently stroked the petals of the blue Bana flower in his bosom.

Tanjiro raised his head again, obviously no trace of human beings could be seen in the bright red ghost pupils, but the fire still filled the eyes and never went out.

He opened his mouth.

"During this stolen time, being able to get to know Mr. Wu, as well as other people and partners, and even being able to meet Mr. Wu ten years ago, for me, is already lucky enough and very satisfying."

"And now, I'm just going to the end that should belong to me."

He never feared death.