Laugh to death, there are no ordinary people at all

The riots in the store continued due to the sudden civil disturbance by the gangsters.

I asked Wutiao teacher next to me in a very low voice: "Is this also magic? How did you do it?"

The one who stepped on the cream earlier could say that he had good eyes, but when he was fighting... no matter how good the eyes were, it couldn't make people fight, right?

It's not that there is Uchiha's sharingan in "Fire O Ninja". When the eyes stare, people can't tell the real from the fake in the illusion.

"Well, it's also with good eyesight."

Gojo Satoru spoke with half truth and half lie.

It was indeed he who saw it, but it had nothing to do with him in the slightest.

It's just that he 'saw' it and then told it, so the answer is 'good eyesight' and there's nothing wrong with it.

Gojo Satoru looked at the purple mist that would not appear in the eyes of ordinary people, and watched them gradually fill the whole cake shop with lightness.

After all, don't magicians just get ready and say 'I told you it's going to change! 'Is that the case?

Anyway, the real magician will not jump out and say 'I did it'.

His gaze flicked to an inconspicuous corner.

Behind the decoration, there is a man in a black suit sitting there. He is sitting there leisurely like an audience enjoying a play. His smooth purple long hair is combed into a ponytail and hangs down behind him. Only when the man moves Shake it a little.

He didn't care when he noticed Gojo Satoru's eyes that "looked" at the past, he just squinted his eyes and showed a half-smile expression.

'Wouldn't it be a fun after-dinner diversion'

He conveyed this meaning.

This is true.

Gojo Satoru didn't deny that he thought the same way, so he turned his eyes away by the way.

The silent communication between the two was completed in an instant, so I thought he had something to say, and waited patiently for his next words.

However, until the gangsters got together, I couldn't wait for the next sentence.

"Good eyesight, then what? Could it be that you can use your eyes to perform magic tricks?"

"sure."

"Okay, don't be poor, tell me what's going on."

"Probably because of a mental problem. They seem to be emotionally stable. In addition, when the two of them came in, they looked at each other disliked. Just now I heard the words 'it's all your fault'—this Under such circumstances, it is not surprising that the top fights."

The words say so.

But it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to observe so carefully and have such a good memory to memorize everything accurately.

"Mr. Wujo, are you an amateur and part-time detective?"

"It's not impossible if you want to do it, but for now, I still prefer the profession of teaching. Thinking about the surprises that students will bring to me when they grow up, isn't it a great sense of accomplishment."

"It's more enjoyable to watch children who are full of vigor than things that don't change and only decay."

"It is."

Sometimes I feel this way when I look at Satoshi.

Watching the girl who couldn't even get out of the hospital bed in the past step by step into this clever and beautiful appearance is like watching the buds bloom into beautiful flowers.

It's just that the gangster's actions interrupted our further communication on the matter of raising children.

The communication between the criminals and the police has reached a deadlock.

The gangsters asked the police to retreat and only keep one police car for the hostage exchange. After they leave safely with the money, they will naturally release all the hostages.

Naturally, it is impossible for the police to agree to such a request. If such an outrageous thing is really agreed to, the credibility of the police agency will definitely fall below the horizon like never before.

But at the same time, when the other side has guns and dozens of hostages, they can't simply veto the gangsters' demands.

After all, they didn't know how many gangsters there were inside, let alone whether the vicious gangsters would directly attack the hostages because of their refusal.

Any hostage casualties but they do not want to see.

Neither side can retreat, and the negotiations can only continue as they are now, but there is no progress.

Finally, when they saw the gangster pulling a woman to him and holding her forehead with a phallus, the police compromised and said they would discuss it with their superiors.

They couldn't ignore the fear and tears of the girl in yellow.

"Tiaozi didn't agree?"

"How could they agree to such a thing."

"It doesn't matter, anyway..."

The two gangsters communicated in low voices, but when they spoke, there was no anxiety caused by rejection on their faces. Instead, they were very relaxed, as if the other party's answer could not affect them at all.

——Of course, it doesn't really matter.

Gojo Satoru glanced at the two of them, and finally fell on the two bags in their hands that hadn't been touched since the beginning.

Although it looks like the bag that gangsters use to collect property.But unlike those bags, these two bags were full of things from the beginning.

And I'm afraid it's the 'preparation device' for the gangsters to carry out the last step.

It should be bombs and smoke generators.

It is necessary to ensure that it can cause damage and cause casualties, and it must also be able to effectively cover the sight of the police and create time for them to steal.

But as he said before, the plan is a good plan, but unfortunately...

Gojo Satoru looked at the purple mist that suddenly flowed, and smiled.

Look, the show is about to begin.

Time has not passed for a long time, but for us hostages, it is like a year.

Even though my nervousness was relieved by the existence of Mr. Gojo, I couldn't help but care about the time.

How long has passed?What's next?

Everything has no answer.

It is impossible for Mr. Wujo to rely on 'magic' to create miracles again and again——

If this kind of thing can really be done, it is not 'magic' but 'using magic'.Unfortunately, magic does not exist in reality.

Naturally, it is impossible to save the world by magic at this time.

I really want to save myself.

I'd rather do my best to do something than sit around and wait for someone to help.

It's just that I don't have the opportunity to act in front of the Communist Party.

Not adding trouble to other people's actions is the only thing I can do now.

—Of course a little more might be added.

'At the same time, we must also watch over the teacher Wutiao who is eager to try and prevent him from pretending to be dead.'

I looked at Wutiao teacher who seemed to be expecting something, and felt a little headache.

I suddenly said: "Teacher Wutiao."

"What?" He still looked relaxed.

"I always have an ominous feeling that you want to do something, please tell me this is my illusion."

"Why? Of course I won't do anything dangerous."

How can it be called dangerous when you are looking for fun?

However, I haven't waited for me to say the phrase 'Really? 'A strange, inexplicably familiar dizziness appeared.

It's not the kind of dizziness and nausea, but the feeling of blankness in the brain caused by extreme sleepiness.

Is it because you were too nervous before?

I struggled against this sudden embarrassment.

"boom."

A strange sound suddenly sounded.

Then someone screamed.

"what are you doing!?"

"It's you! It's all your fault!"

Someone yelled loudly.

I carefully identified it, and found that the one who made the cry was actually one of the gangsters just now.

The man not only punched his companion, but also yelled loudly.

Seeing this, the other gangsters joined in, not to be outdone.

"Don't move! If you move again, he won't be able to survive!"

He seized the gangster who was also his companion as a hostage to confront his companion.

The gang leader stood up at this moment: "Are you crazy, Inoue?"

"Bah, it's just that I have a few more money, and I put on such a leader every day. I have tolerated you for a long time."

"You swallow all the good things, but we carry all the mistakes. I still have to be grateful to you for the broth you leaked. Why?"

"You mean you want to rebel?"

The leader's anger also came up.

"Hmph, rebellion? I'm just taking my own rightful place."

As the man spoke, he raised his gun excitedly.

My eyes widened, and I couldn't believe what was happening in front of me—they looked like they had been bewitched collectively.

"Tiaozi! Tiaozi has come in!"

"Back! Back! Get the bag! Put the bomb!"

After the man who confronted the leader, another gangster yelled into the air like crazy.

"What nonsense are you talking about. Where's the note?"

The despondent gangster grabbed his companion to try to calm him down, but he had just acted when he heard a gunshot.

what happened?

My vision was plunged into darkness.

I wanted to see it, but Mr. Wujo blocked my sight with his hand.His hands are so big that one hand is enough to block my entire field of vision.

"what happened?"

I pulled my head back, trying to avoid his hand blocking my eyes.But his hands moved in my direction dexterously as if he had eyes.

"What's the matter?"

I couldn't avoid it, so I could only reach out and grab it.But Teacher Wutiao's hand seemed to be fixed in place, and I couldn't pull it away no matter how hard I tried.

"It's not suitable for children, good kids can't watch it."

"What's not suitable for children—"

"Did they shoot? Did they hurt anyone?"

"No innocent people were hurt."

Gojo-sensei's voice came from above my head.

Then the gunshot rang out again accompanied by someone's scream, and there was the muffled sound of the gun colliding with other objects.

I'm anxious, but I can't see anything.

I don't know how long it took - maybe a few minutes or only a few tens of seconds, I finally found my sight.

At this time, the picture in the store is completely different.

The hostages were lying or squatting under the table, motionless.

And the gangsters.

——They looked like they had gone through a fierce battle, whether they were sitting or lying down, they seemed to have exhausted more air than breathed in.

Only the leader was left barely standing, covered in blood, but he also looked like a wolf that was seriously injured and could barely breathe.

Wujo-sensei, who had been blocking my line of sight, stood up suddenly, and walked towards the leader before I could react.

And when the leader raised the gun to him, he lightly knocked the gun in his hand aside.Then the whole person leaned in front of each other:

"Thank you for giving me a novel experience."

The white-haired man smiled and waved his hands against the leader's face.

"Then I wish you a pleasant trip to prison."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and flicked the leader's head, and the leader who had only breathed his last breath immediately fell down and passed out.

"Miss Chuanping, you can go."

Wujo teacher turned around and waved at me exaggeratedly.

"them……"

"Probably a collective illness."

Gojo-sensei shrugged his shoulders.

"It's a pity, let's try other dim sum next time." Mr. Wutiao looked as if he hadn't eaten enough.

——At this time, I can still think about eating. Should I say that Mr. Wutiao is a crazy person, or is he desperate to eat?

Anyway, in this case we are saved.

"Then shall we go first?"

"Wait."

I yelled, then pulled the hemp rope used for decoration, and walked up to the 'female hostage' in yellow clothes.

"Didn't Teacher Wutiao say that she is an insider? We have to tie her up."

He seemed a little surprised: "Do you really believe it?"

Me: "It's better to kill by mistake than let it go. What if she wakes up and takes someone hostage to continue the scene?"

This kind of scene is not uncommon in movie animation. When the protagonist thinks that all the enemies have been solved and everyone weeps with joy, then a bad guy pops up and hurts the person the protagonist cares about.

So common!

So I tied them up and put them next to the other criminals.

Because everything inside happened so fast, before the people outside could react, it was all over.

When someone opened the store door and came out and said, "The gangsters are all down", the police didn't believe it, but when they saw the gangsters lying all over the floor with bruises, they had to believe that it was true.

——This is really magic on earth.

The confessions of the hostages were also quite consistent.

It's all about 'someone started making trouble, and the gangsters fought among themselves'.

The unfortunate hostages were well taken care of and appeased, and Teacher Wutiao and I were no exception.

Just as we were about to go out, the anxious voice of a young woman came from behind.

"Wait! Wait a minute!"

"what happened?"

I turned my head and looked behind, and saw the shop owner still wearing a chef's hat hurriedly chasing after me.

"That, that."

I don't know whether it was nervous or running too fast, she almost tripped with her left foot and performed a flat fall with her right foot.

I was so scared that I quickly reached out to pull her, but the moment I was about to grab her, she maintained her body balance in a strange posture and stood firm.

"Well, thank you just now, although it is not something precious...but please let me express my gratitude!"

It was only then that I noticed the bags she had been carrying in her arms.

It's just the packaging bags in the store, but they are all bulging and full at first glance.

"This is the puff I made before."

As she spoke, she handed the bag to me and Mr. Wujo.

Then I looked around.

"Huh? I remember that there was a lady... sir?"

Um?Is that person Miss or Sir?

Although that person was located far away, she just saw her to help—but she couldn't remember exactly what she did.

The young shopkeeper is in disarray.

But the person left too fast and she couldn't find it, so she could only walk back holding the puffs that were not sent out in the last bag with a little disappointment.

"Oh, I should have gone earlier."

I'll be able to say thank you sooner.

The young store manager walked back into the store in frustration.

Although the most dangerous thing has passed, she still has to be busy.

Make records, sort out losses...

The young store manager patted himself on the cheek to cheer himself up, and followed the police to make a statement.

Teacher Wutiao and I walked out of the shop one after the other, because we hadn’t been robbed of our finances, we didn’t need to register, and we were the first to go to the doctor for examination.

Seeing Gojo Satoru coming out, the students who were worried and excited rushed forward.

"Teacher Wutiao! We are very worried about you!"

"Yes, yes, you have encountered such a thing! We are so worried!"

"That's right, we all came here because we were worried about you!"

The students who were still cheering on the villains just now, hoping that they could do something to the designated target, immediately changed their direction, expressing their concern in a hurry.

Fu Heihui looked at these innocent boys and girls and turned his head away, and sighed in his heart.

"Ah, so you are all so worried about the teacher."

"Of course, of course we are worried about Mr. Wujo."

"This is simply an innocent disaster! Right, teacher!"

The students with a strong desire to survive tried their best to show their loyalty.

Gojo Satoru just tilted his head and smiled:

"Huh? No, I think it's quite interesting."

Gojo Satoru said as he took a puff out of the bag and ate it.

"As far as dessert side dishes are concerned, it's still passable."

"Ahahaha, after all, it's Wutiao teacher, so it's definitely not a problem at this level."

"Yeah, I'm fine, but you..." Gojo Satoru clapped his hands, "Originally this has nothing to do with us, but since the opportunity is so rare, let me give you a temporary test."

"what?"

The students were at a loss.

"A black van was parked there a few minutes ago." He raised his finger and pointed to the empty street.

"That's the companion of those gangsters, now your homework is to capture that car and the companions of the gangster."

"Time...just limit it to one hour."

He has a lovely smile.

"I have given so many clues, you won't say it can't be done?"

"Right?"

Students: "..." You gave a ghost clue!

Damn, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have come to join in the fun at close range. It's so good to watch the live broadcast.

The author has something to say: Ma Youyou: Let me be healthy!Let me be healthy!

Unsurprising happy ending!

Why the sudden collective bewitching?Because it’s a collective (illusion) magic (magic)—thanks to the help from a faceless tool illusionist (huh)

Here comes the update!

Although the update is a bit late, it is very fat! (There are a lot of people wherever you go on October [-]st. If you go out for an intensive trip, you will be afraid.)

Chumi cuties!See you every day in October too/~~~~

感谢在2021-09-3016:23:04~2021-10-0118:25:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 144 bottles of what the hell; 50 bottles in the name of Ling Ling; 18 bottles of blue mountain wind;

10 bottles of ZLiceblue, Yuyu, and Mili; 5 bottles of clear and boiled bamboo; 2 bottles of wolfberry Mingcha; 480021561 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard