Don't play games with crazy vests

The case had just progressed a bit, but when Gojo Satoru hadn't figured it out, he didn't expect another serial murder case to happen.

The one who was killed this time was a second-level conjurer living in a single apartment in Tokyo.

The deceased, Kitanojiro, was 35 years old.

"I read his job report as a conjurer. Kitanojiro originally planned to change his job as a conjurer after three months."

Gojo Satoru wore a blindfold, folded his arms, and said to the two people in front of him with a serious expression.

Conjurer is a high-risk profession, and many conjurers will choose to change jobs when they get older and gradually become weaker.

Generally speaking, this kind of semi-retired magician, after submitting the conversion application, will no longer be sent any exorcism missions during the handover time of the last few months as a magician.

Kitanojiro will gradually fade out of the magic world in the past few months, deal with the grievances and grievances in the other world, and finally withdraw from the magic world and return to the life of ordinary human beings.

"Kitanojiro's ability is mediocre, he has not participated in any special transactions, and has not contacted other forces in the world."

"The missions he has been performing are exorcism missions issued by the Spell Society, and he has not been tampered with in any way."

In other words, Kitanojiro is a very ordinary conjurer. Because of his mediocre qualifications, he was afraid of death when he got old, so he began to consider changing jobs at the age of 35.

It's so normal, so normal that you can't fault it.

Gojo Satoru had been in contact with Kitanojiro, and the first class of students he brought was once on a mission. Gojo Satoru was on a business trip at the time, and it was the mission that Kitanojiro took his first class of students to do.

Logically speaking, this kind of person should not be the target of the murderer. It is too boring and does not meet the target of the serial killer under normal circumstances.

In a well-hidden coffee shop.

Gojo Satoru ordered a small cake, and while tasting the sweet and greasy taste of the cake, he was talking about business.

Of the two people sitting opposite Gojo Satoru, the shorter one also ordered two desserts for himself.

The black-haired young man squinted his eyes, and his green eyes seemed to only care about the sweets in front of him, making him look more like a child.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who was sitting next to him, was the president of the Armed Detective Agency and was in charge of negotiating with Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru finished talking about the characteristics of No. 13 victims.

These are inside stories about the world of conjuration that the Armed Detective Agency cannot learn from the police.

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded and said politely, "Thank you, Mr. Gojo."

He pondered for a while, and then said to Edogawa Ranpo who was stuffing cake into his mouth, "Ranpo, do you have any ideas?"

The Armed Detective Agency had just been established, and received such a big commission with only a little fame.

Leaving aside why the matter in the magic world was finally entrusted to a small detective agency with only two members in Yokohama, in short, Fukuzawa Yukichi accepted this troublesome but well-known commission.

Edogawa Rampo very much agrees with the president to accept this commission.

He thought it might be a challenging reasoning case.

Suddenly being cueed by his own boss, Edogawa swallowed the cake in his mouth in disorder, and he helped his eyes on the bridge of his nose.

The eyes reflected a flash of white light.

Edogawa said calmly, "Thirteen is a very special number."

"In the western world, 13 is an extremely unlucky number, only the devil would like this number."

Exactly thirteen conjurers have been killed so far.

Gojo Satoru put his hands on the table and propped his chin with both hands. He asked curiously: "So you mean that this case is the murderer's last target?"

"That's right, after the No. 13 target is over, the killer will stop committing crimes in order to keep his favorite number 13."

Gojo Satoru didn't know how Edogawa Ranpo came to this conclusion, but he didn't ask too much.

He knew the abilities of Ranpo Edogawa and Yukichi Fukuzawa, and they would be annoyed by this case recently, so it's not like they are still chasing after them like a nuisance at this time.

Edogawa Rampo is not used to explaining his reasoning process to others.

After all, for ordinary people, his reasoning speed can be directly regarded as fast enough to think of it in an instant.

It's too fast.

Even Edogawa Ranpo himself regards this gifted and powerful thinking speed as a kind of supernatural power.

According to rumors, Gojo Satoru, who has a bad personality, did not ask questions in this regard like some clients he met in the past. To a certain extent, Edogawa Ranpo did not have a bad impression of Gojo Satoru.

Fukuzawa Yukichi smiled, suppressing the worries in his heart.

It seems that they get along surprisingly well with Gojo Satoru.

However, Fukuzawa Yukichi let go of his worries a little too early.

Gojo Satoru didn't care how Edogawa Ranpo came to these conclusions, he was not interested in supernatural beings.

Although the Jujutsu Association paid to find these two supernatural detectives, Gojo Satoru connected as if he was the real client, and he only had one appeal.

"Since this is the last hunting case, does it mean that if we fail to solve the case as soon as possible, the longer we delay, the lower the chance of solving the case?"

After all, there will be no new cases to provide new evidence for their reference.

Although Wujo Satoru said this sentence in an interrogative tone, what he said was not an interrogative sentence.

This is something that all three of them are aware of.

In this era of surveillance everywhere and the police have all kinds of high-tech auxiliary equipment for solving crimes, the police couldn't find any flaws in this case.

This in itself is not normal.

If it weren't for the ups and downs of public opinion, this case would have been handled in a low-key manner from the very beginning, and it would have been silently transferred to the magic world for handling.

No clues could be found, and the clean scene must have been covered up by forces beyond the comprehension of ordinary humans to cover up the real secret.

But the thing that made people feel overwhelmed was that the conjurer sent by the conjurer world to investigate the scene did not find any clues that something was wrong.

Including after Gojo Satoru took over, he also went through [-] first scenes.

Everyone knew that the first scene of the crime must have been covered by some kind of power, but no one could find out what the covering power was and what was covered up.

Not only the magic world, but Edogawa Ranpo and Fukuzawa Yukichi also went to see it, and neither of them found any breakthrough clues.

Especially Edogawa Ranpo.

Edogawa Ranpo's ability is not a supernatural power.

He needs to deduce the whole story of the incident based on the evidence and clues he saw.

Although this reasoning process is very fast and seems to be undoubtedly supernatural, and sometimes it only takes a moment, but the basis of all this is still based on the fact that Edogawa Ranpo can see the clues.

So when Ranpo Edogawa checked the scene of the crime, he pushed his glasses to activate his ability.

I didn't expect that after some rhetoric about activating the ability, I couldn't come to the same conclusion as before.

Thanks to Fukuzawa Yukichi's quick response, as the only person who knew that Edogawa Ranpo had no special abilities, he immediately thought of this.

Fukuzawa Yukichi was flustered in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it at all because he was afraid that Edogawa Ranpo would find out that something was wrong.

"It should be the murderer's special power. It can not only cover up the crime scene, but also affect your reasoning ability."

Thanks to Edogawa Ranpo's admiration for his own president, he didn't carefully observe Fukuzawa Yukichi's discomfort when he said this, so it was blurred.

This is a case that cannot be solved by using supernatural powers.

Edogawa Ranpo's desire to challenge was aroused instead.

Not only the supernatural beings, but also other forces such as Onmyoji and Demon Eliminator came to check, and they didn't find anything wrong.

In other words, they knew that something was wrong at the scene of the crime, but they couldn't find out what was wrong.

No wonder the murderer has been allowed to go unpunished for thirteen murders.

There is really nothing for everyone.

Solving cases is not Gojo Satoru's forte.

In other words, if Gojo Satoru were to be a detective to solve a case where the criminal was an ordinary person, he would indeed be able to crack the case with thorough analysis.

But this case is not ordinary, and it is impossible for conjurers to hug together to keep warm, stay together in the safe zone forever and not go out to exorcise the curse.

Gojo Satoru bowed his head and pondered for a while, and he decided to say the conclusion that the monk had given him.

Although this may be related to an experience he least wants to mention again.

But Gojo Satoru does not allow his lover's power to be used by dirty murderers.

No one knew what kind of emotion was rolling in those blue eyes hidden under the blindfold.

The aroma filled the cafe.

Gojo Satoru said calmly: "Actually, I got a clue yesterday."

He needs the assistance of Edogawa Ranpo and Fukuzawa Yukichi.

Edogawa straightened his sloppy sitting posture, and squinted at Gojo Satoru: "What clue?"

Gojo Satoru scratched his hair and smiled: "Ah, this... You should follow me first."

No matter how concealed it is, he is not going to explain it in a cafe with people coming and going, it is too troublesome.

not far away.

Yossi, who was wagging his devil's tail, was sitting by the window, and the coffee he ordered on the table was already cold.

Yossi seemed to be in a good mood, he was flicking the parchment stuffed with souls with the corners of his mouth curled up.

Xia Youjie was facing him and had just put down the newspaper in his hand.

The parchment in Yossi's hand dissipated instantly: "They're gone."

The devil's tail touched the floor one after another, and Xia Youjie and Youxi's seats on the wooden floor were surrounded by a circle of scorched black that was obviously burnt by the fire.

This was clearly the work of some demon.

In order to prevent being found by eavesdropping objects.

Xia Youjie squinted his eyes and asked You Xi: "Have you had fun?"

Yoshi nodded: "Okay?"

Xia Youjie took a sip of the bitter and strong coffee, and said meaningfully: "The loophole left is almost discovered by Wu, and it's time for us to close the net."

They have paved the way for the next performance for a long time, and this does not include the time for Yossi to confuse those evil magicians to make deals and then collect "rewards".

Don't look at the fact that Youxi only took a little over a month to harvest thirteen souls in one breath. In fact, it has been more than half a year since he and Xia Youjie decided to cooperate.

It's going to snow in Tokyo.

Xia Youjie said to Youxi, "Let's go."

Yossi tidied up her things, put two cash slips under the coffee cup tray, and the two walked out of the coffee shop as if nothing had happened, being ignored by people along the way.

It wasn't until Xia Youjie and Youxi left for a long time that the waiter went up to clear the tableware in a daze.

Even though winter was coming, Xia Youjie did not give up his cassock.

In other words, compared to the sweltering summer, his current clothes are more comfortable, and he will not take them off.

But Youxi didn't like this overly wide robe - it would hide Xia Youjie's lean and powerful figure.

Although the devil sometimes likes the abstinence of the cassock, he hates the robe most of the time.

Youxi looked at Xia Youjie who was walking in front and regained his senses. He stared at Xia Youjie's swaying cassock as he walked, and suddenly felt that things were not that simple.

Yoshi stopped suddenly.

Xia Youjie turned his head away, turned his face slightly and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Exhale a breath of mist.

It was rare for Yossi to not have a frivolous look on his face. He frowned and said, "The church is here."

——"That group of hypocritical and dirty humans like rats."

Yoshi closed his eyes, his golden vertical pupils were full of disgust.

"Forget it, everything will be fine as usual."