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1031, Halloween Eve.

Shibuya, an economically prosperous area, is in the midst of the festival eve atmosphere.

In the Tokyu Department Store, a man is picking out something, and seems to be temporarily buying Halloween gifts for children.

500 pm

The curse spirit was suddenly activated in advance, and accounts with a radius of about 400 meters suddenly appeared in Tokyu Department Store and Tokyu Toyoko Store as the center.

In the public relations department, staying in the living room with everyone, and always paying attention to the direction of Shibuya, Haruyama Jun raised his eyebrows with a surprised expression, as if he didn't expect that Brainstorm would launch an incident in advance.

Seems to catch them off guard.

"It's actually two hours ahead of schedule."

At this moment, all the clerks in the PR department were sitting in their seats, and even Rika Kimoto sat quietly next to Chun Shan Jun, and did not interrupt the whole process.

Because Yigu Youtai seems to be carrying out his own responsibility.

When it comes to Yi Gu Youtai's return to China, only Gojo Satoru has been aware of it.

Just two days before Halloween, Yi Guyoutai's early return to China was reported to the top management.

The high-level executives were also caught off guard by Yi Gu Youtai's sudden return to China, so they have not given specific instructions on his whereabouts. Therefore, Yi Gu Youtai has either stayed with Xiao Qingmei in the public relations department for the past two days, or waited for orders in the high school.

Two minutes after the account appeared, Yuya Kazama, who was still carefully selecting, showed his work certificate and communicated with the clerk.

They are waiting for orders.

Because of the particularity of his current status, Rei Fuguya did not go to Shibuya, but instead conducted his own command in the public relations department, with four of his old classmates behind him.

This is the duty of the police.

Naohua was a little surprised by the development at this time. In his opinion, after the account is put down, no matter who appears, it is impossible to calm the panic of ordinary people.

The panic of ordinary people is the best condition to force Gojo Satoru.

The negative emotions brought about by ordinary people who are trapped with special items rashly are also the best energy supplement for the spell spirit.

What Fake Oil, far away from normal human society, did not expect was that the first to come out to appease him would be the Japanese police, whom he had never cared about.

"It's normal." The Russian man wearing a felt hat smiled easily, and he chuckled lightly:

"Under the extreme chaos, it is the help of official organizations that can make ordinary people slowly obey orders."

"If you guessed correctly, the next one is..."

"Draw the knife!"

Following the extremely fast-promoted deputy of the Household Registration Division, Fushimi Saruhiko gave an order, and fast sword skills flashed in the station.

This is the sense of security that sceter4 has always brought to the public.

Five minutes into the incident, the two official organizations have already complemented each other and carried out appeasement work for ordinary people in the account.

There's also the job of killing aliens.

Compared with the so-called conjurers and other messy organizations, ordinary public security bureaus without supernatural powers have a certain ability to appease the public. The only person who can compete with their ability is Sceter4, who has been maintaining order in Tokyo.

"Ah, Your Excellency King Qing, you really won't take Shibuya without a fight, Mr. Bishuiliu."

Fei Jia was just slowly talking about what was happening in front of him and was completely expected. He didn't have the expression that things were out of control at all, as if the situation he encountered was very normal for him.

Bi Shuiliu still didn't come here today, and it was just the ordinary blue parrot who had been holding meetings with the two of them.

Oh, no, today it was that Panzhou Tianji who followed for some reason, as if to establish their actions.

But now, compared to the current situation, the goal of Bishui seems to be more important.

"Hahaha, this old man represents our king, thank you Mr. Fei Jia for your help."

Panzhou Tianji left here immediately after saying this, and neither Fake Oil nor Fei did anything to stop him.

At this time, deliberate obstruction will only make the current Bishuiliu, and have a certain degree of hostility with them.

As for the fact that they are going to liberate the power of the slate...

Fei Jia, whose goal was to kill all the supernatural beings, raised the corners of his mouth, and there was still a trace of sickness, causing the brain dazzled with Xia Youjie's body to squint at him.

"I thought that Mr. Fei Jia would not let Bi Shuiliu do such a thing against your righteousness."

Fei Jia wobbled, and didn't respond to him immediately, but just smiled hypocritically, and then said:

"Mr. Xia You, how can you look at me like this? Mr. Bishuiliu can fulfill its destiny, which I have been looking forward to for a long time."

Haruyama Jun sat in the PR department. On the surface, he was watching the development of Shibuya through the earphones with everyone in the PR department. In fact, he was communicating with the book in his body:

"What is Fei Jia's purpose? Why didn't he stop Bishui now?"

The book was silent for a moment. Although his body is now in the Supernatural Secret Service Division, most of his energy has been transferred to Haruyama Jun, who is now the God of Dimension.

Whether it is him or Shi Ban, they are all relying on Chun Shanjun to survive now:

"He should have seen that the energy of the book has been suppressed by the slate, so there are certain limitations."

When Haruyama Jun heard this sentence, he sighed slightly. The voice was very small, and logically speaking, no one should be able to hear it, but Shuji Tsushima should have sensed something, and looked up at this person. , the store manager who has been strategizing.

Chunshan Jun didn't turn his head to investigate, but slowly pondered Fei Jia's emotions with this faint sight.

He always thought that Osamu Dazai knew many things through being unqualified in the world. Now it seems that his understanding of this group of script masters may not be very deep.

In other words, he never had a clear understanding of these guys.

Fei Jia got the news from nowhere. He knew that the power of the book would conflict with the power of the slate. He probably had already predicted that Bi Shuiliu would die.

Or it has been predicted that the slate will be destroyed by the Silver King.

This little mouse's intelligence network is more powerful than he expected.

Untimely Court.

At this moment, Fei Jia didn't expect that Munakata Reishi, who was supposed to act with his subordinates to appease the people, was now among the Red King's clan.

"Mr. Munakata really understands righteousness." Kusanagi Izumo smiled at the corners of his eyes, looking at Qing Wang himself who was alone here mixed with Akagumi at this moment.

Obviously it was the hostile forces, but because of some things, they were very relieved to hand over their backs to them.

This is actually Chi and Qing's long-standing, or innate trust.

The best of enemies and best of friends.

Half an hour later.

Troops led by major conjurers have already appeared in accounts in different regions.

They have only one purpose in this trip, to destroy all the curse spirits.

Within 10 minutes of the Shibuya accident, high-level executives in the magic world received three letters from the Household Registration Division, the Japanese Public Security Bureau, and the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

An order that can now be regarded as an official force was issued.

All conjurers have no right to interfere with the death of ordinary people. The official staff will obey the actions of the conjurers as much as possible, and the conjurers must do their best to eliminate the so-called curse spirits.

The official discourse actually reveals a crisp order

Mind yourself.

Some high-level officials who had already colluded with the curse spirit did not expect that their reaction speed would be so fast. When they received the order, they only stepped down for only 10 minutes.

Even the high-level conjurers who are now isolated from the outside world have to cooperate with official orders.

Some pests hidden deep in it, of course, have no right to interfere.

Although things are developing steadily, many people are still a little anxious involuntarily.

After all, the current account, according to his effect, is only for everyone with supernatural abilities, and they can't perceive it at all.

"Hey, boss, can you hear me?" An unfamiliar voice came from the earphones, and many people looked at the boss, as if waiting for him to respond.

"I can hear—" Chunshan Jun wanted to drink his saliva at first, but looking at the eyes of the clerk in the store, he had no choice but to connect the earphones and respond.

"You bastard, why didn't you tell my uncle that those guys are here?"

Before Natsume Takashi could make a sound, a familiar furious voice came out

"Who? Which one? When did I not tell you?" Chun Shanjun subconsciously began to pretend to be stupid when he heard this question.

Teacher Cat sneered: "Of course I'm talking about that two-faced Su Nuo and that Kamo—"

Before he finished speaking, Natsume Takashi suppressed Mr. Cat, and the boy's gentle and apologetic voice continued:

"Sorry boss, let's continue first."

Just listening to this voice, Haruyama Jun could feel how difficult it was for Natsume over there. After two silent mournings in his heart, he immediately said:

"Can you perceive the existence of the account?"

King Qing and the public security personnel are inside, so they can be appeased to a certain extent, but to be honest, at this moment, the only ones who can enter are the conjurer and Dazai Zhi, who is immune to all strange things.

At this moment, Gojo Satoru's goal of going to Natsume Takashi was clear at a glance.

They, now very much need the eyes that can see the account, not the magician.

only--

In addition to Nakahara Chuya and Sakaguchi Ango who followed Osamu Dazai, there was another person leading their team in a certain known place.

"How, Luanbu?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi held the sword in his hand. After being stepped off the tent, he completely lost any perception of Shibuya, but the sword in his hand kept screaming.

Just like in the early years, going to participate in those wars.

That's a cry for life.

The famous detective who had been squinting and wearing a detective hat finally opened his eyes, and the beautiful green eyes were full of the sparkle of a famous detective.

"Wait another half an hour, and someone will soon be unable to bear it."

The gaffe has developed normally, and the fake oil has left the base to carry out its specific steps.

Fei Jia, who had returned to the basement at some point, had a strange smile, and was holding the broken pages of the book in his hand.

"Those with special abilities can freely enter and exit the conjurer's account."

The power of the book begins to appear.