Tokyo Metropolitan Higher Vocational School of Magic.

This one of the best magic schools in Japan is located in the mountains, and is famous in the Japanese magic circle for its good environment and small class teaching philosophy.

inside the classroom.

Ye Mozheng looked at his watch, and then at the empty space directly under the podium: "Where did that guy Wu go?"

This year's freshmen are all very individual, such as Gojo Satoru who insists on being late every day after school starts.

"Before going to bed last night, that guy excitedly said that he was going to Yokohama to buy hot crepes." The squinting boy with a ball head replied.

Noctua Zhengdao took a deep breath, looked at the only girl among the freshmen who didn't look very good, and gave the teacher's care: "Glass, are you feeling unwell?"

"Night moth Sansan, I'm fine, it's just a headache because of the hangover." Jia Ruozi leaned on the chair and said lazily.

"Pay attention to your body, Nitro." Ye Mozheng said and couldn't help but sighed again.

When he was thinking about adding a circle of hair to the puppet in his hand, the door was pushed open with a "swipe--".

The tall, white-haired boy with a paper bag in his hand grinningly appeared at the door: "I've been waiting for a long time, Teacher Ye Moth."

"Hurry up and get back to your seats, there is a task for you." Noctua looked at the documents on the table and said seriously.

"More than 40 people fell into a deep sleep overnight, suspected of being subject to a collective curse." Jiarui Zizi flipped through the documents: "According to common sense, such a collective curse should not be discovered so quickly."

"That's because all the people who fell into a deep sleep are parents. When the child found something wrong and called for help, the neighbors noticed it, and then the matter was known." Noctua Zhengdao said.

"The information that can be obtained overnight is always limited.

And for so many incidents in just one day, if they are not contained in time, it will definitely cause panic among ordinary people. "Xia Youjie's face was also a little more serious.

Gojo Satoru, the only freshman trio who had rich experience in solving such problems before entering school, pointed to the last page with a lollipop in his mouth: "Anyway, let's go and have a look first."

hospital.

The young Yiji Jiegao pushed up his glasses: "This lady is the latest cursed person we have discovered."

"The physical condition is completely normal, and the result of the examination is that she fell into a deep sleep for unknown reasons?" Xia Youjie looked through the hospital records: "Did she suddenly fall asleep while eating breakfast?"

There was a little boy sitting on the sofa, Gojo Satoru leaned over and squatted down: "Little friend, do you want a lollipop?"

The little boy who was nervous because of the sudden approach of Gojo Satoru shrank back subconsciously, longing flashed in his eyes but he didn't take the lollipop in the end: "Thank you brother."

"What a polite child, have you had enough for breakfast? Do you want my brother to take you to the cake?" Wujo Wudao.

Hearing the word breakfast, a look of fear appeared on the little boy's face.

All the adults present were aware of this, and Xia Youjie also squatted next to Wujo Wu: "Can Xiao Che tell us what happened at that time?"

The little boy seemed to recall something terrible, and he tugged on his collar uneasily, revealing the purple marks on his neck.

The adults present all turned cold.

Yidizhi Jiegao realized that he had not done a good job in collecting information, and drops of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"It seems that we have found the conditions to choose the cursed person." Gojo Satoru peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed the candy into the child's mouth.

For the rest, the three adults did not let the children hear.

"This kind of situation should be handed over to relevant agencies to intervene." Xia Youjie in the ordinary world thought more comprehensively.

"That also needs to be considered, such as whether the parents whose children are cursed have a chance to wake up." Wutiao Wudao said.

There are a few crows parked outside the window. It is unavoidable to see crows in the hospital.

"Yidizhi, can you mark the cursed people that have been discovered on the map." Wutiao Wudao.

Yidizhi Jiegao brought the whiteboard, and the addresses of the cursed people were all marked with small thumbtacks.

"The area where the curse occurred is concentrated in the Tokyo metropolitan area, which is why the higher-ups are so anxious." Xia Youjie touched his chin and said.

Gojo Satoru's long legs rested casually on the table, and his sapphire-like eyes could be seen through the gap in the sunglasses.

Unlike his friends, Six Eyes allowed Gojo Satoru to see farther and observe more things.

The moist and plump lips raised an arc, Gojo Satoru pushed his glasses: "These curse events spread from here to all directions."

Xia Youjie and Yidizhi Jiegao looked in the direction of Wujo Wuzhi, it was Mihua Town.

"I'll prepare the car right away." Yidichi Jiegao said and walked out.

After walking to the parking lot, he silently took out his phone and asked his superiors for instructions.

In the course training for becoming an assistant supervisor, there is a rule that they must abide by: all news about the magic spirit of Mihua Town must be notified to the higher authorities as soon as possible before making a decision.

It's just that the head of the Wutiao family, whose name is resounding in the magician world when he was only a teenager, might not be so easy to deal with.

Fu Heisher learned from an old friend who used to be a criminal police officer that the Mihua Town Police Department had arrested some traffickers, so on a sunny noon, he walked into the police hall where the prisoners were being held.

Fuheshier's fierce temperament and eye-catching muscles startled the police officers who were eating takeaway.

He couldn't help guessing: Is this guy here to rob prison?

"The three traffickers who were caught, take me in to find them." Fu Heisher took off the equipment of everyone present, and said in a deep voice.

The trafficker was caught, but the child has not returned home.

There are only two possibilities: These traffickers have other helpers who kidnapped Hui, or it has something to do with the strange feeling after entering the station.

The trio of human traffickers who were chatting found a shadow hanging over them.

The three raised their heads and saw the young man staring at them with dead eyes: "My son, where did you take him?"

"Now we know how to choose the cursed people. The guy who can make so many people unconscious overnight should not be an ordinary person. My impression is that Mihua Town has always been calm." Xia Youjie was still serious analyze.

Xia Youjie was shocked by both the child's shocking wound and the fulfillment of the curse, so he is full of energy now.

The car gradually drove into the territory of Mihua Town, and Gojo Satoru looked at the sky outside with a surprised expression: "There is such a large-scale colorless tent here."

After seeing his friend's puzzled expression, Gojo Satoru explained: "It's an advanced enchantment technique that only Yusanjia can use, and it's the first time I've seen such a large area."

Xia Youjie came to his senses: "So?"

Yidizhi Jiegao, who had been driving silently to lower his sense of presence, said profusely, "Ahem, I hope the tent here won't be destroyed."

The feeling of two gazes focused on the back of his head made Yidi know that Jie was as tall as a light on his back.

Gojo Satoru was a little more interested in this trip to Mihua Town.

There must be only one reason why those old men are so dedicated to setting up a colorless tent here for a long time: the guys who made the commission gave too much.

So, what is hidden in the quiet and peaceful rice flower town?

Fu Heihui, who was drying the clothes on the pole, saw the little girl who was taking a nap, turned over and got out of the quilt, then trotted over and hugged him.

Although a little shy, she was still happy. After posting the post, Fuguro Hui touched her forehead, a little worried: "Nanase, are you feeling unwell?"

The resident opposite was taken away by an ambulance because of a high fever, and Fu Heihui couldn't help but feel a little worried about his friend.

Karasuma Nanase shook her head, with a sad expression on her face: "Xiaohui, I have nightmares about robbers with scar faces and blind men with long legs snatching you away."

"No, it's just a dream." Fu Heihui laughed at the nonsensical words: "Nanase is the family I chose, and we will not be separated."

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