Plunder X Strongest Magician

The momentary sound of lighting broke the silence.

However, Gojo Satoru didn't seem to intend to let go of the car key at all, and the sound of the starter was repetitive and monotonous.

"You seem angry."

The noise stopped abruptly, leaving only the very soft sound of the engine.

"You seem to be very interested in what I'm thinking." Gojo Satoru put his hands on the steering wheel, and the car started slowly, "Is it the curiosity of high school girls?"

"Can't I be curious about you?" She asked back, "After all, what you do is really amazing."

The car that had just started trembled suddenly and turned off.

The index finger lightly tapped twice on the steering wheel.

Wujo Wujo turned his head to look at her, with a strange tone: "Because of those things, are you curious about me? Even..."

He didn't say the second half of the sentence directly, but leaned forward to narrow the distance between the two, and he could feel the temperature of the other's breath in a trance, which far exceeded the limit of normal social interaction.

"The place you chose is very remote." He smiled.

Gojo Satoru had a broad figure, and when he came close to her, he almost covered most of the direct light. The shadow and his special smell pressed down on the slim girl, trapping her between the seat and him.

Like some kind of implied threat.

"Indeed." She followed his words, "Even if I scream for help here, no car on the road will stop. It is the best place to commit crimes."

Afterwards, Shao winked slightly: "From this point of view, those guys are considered mature kidnappers."

Gojo Satoru's lip line was completely flattened, and after a few seconds, his lips moved slightly: "It's ugly."

"Smile." He said, this time there was a bit of malice in his tone that couldn't tell the truth from the fake, "You keep saying thank you, but the result is that you let me endure this fake smile, miss."

"If you're being polite, don't you want to cry if you don't smile?" She didn't hold back her smile, which was somewhat provocative.

"It's not impossible, huh? Well, maybe it will work."

The girl was silent for two seconds, then said softly, "Then your hobby as a conjurer is quite unique."

"Is it unique?" He leaned back on his seat, "But, saving a poor and fragile guy is more fulfilling than saving a guy who seems to be able to do everything well."

"It turns out that you are the type who will gain a sense of accomplishment from saving others..." The girl looked a little probing, as if she wanted to confirm the truth of what he said.

"Whatever you want to say." He deliberately lowered his tone, "Just don't probe and analyze me casually, it's rude."

She blinked, then apologized without hesitation: "Sorry."

But it's hard to say how sincere this apology is.

The vehicle restarted. After getting on the road, the road conditions were good and there were almost no cars. The interior of the car was so quiet that it made people sleepy.

Li Hui was a little sleepy in the future, his eyes were a little hazy, and he closed his eyes after struggling for a few minutes.

The index finger tapped the steering wheel uncontrollably again.A few seconds later, he raised his hand to lower the temperature of the air conditioner in the car a little.

Almost at the same time as he finished adjusting the temperature and closed his hands, the girl sounded like she was dreaming and feeling awake: "May I invite you to dinner?"

Gojo Satoru didn't answer.

"As a thank you," she added, opening her eyes, "I'm not very good at indebting favors."

"I have something to do at night." After a few seconds, he responded casually, "If it's a favor, you should owe it first."

"Oh." The girl's voice was a little sullen.

Even though he was convinced that she had ulterior motives, it was a little difficult for him to say no.

Especially after hearing a soft "oh" filled with disappointment, he almost said something like "but it's not impossible to find time for dinner".

"Then at least you can borrow my phone to play with." The girl's tone was strangely coquettish.

Wutiaowu: "..."

"There are no games on the phone."

It is inevitable that there are some things that cannot be seen in a personal thing like a mobile phone. It is impossible for him to keep an eye on what she opens while driving.

Just in case something outrageous is opened...

"Well...but it's really boring. Is there always a video app?"

She held up two fingers in a gesture of swearing, "Aside from watching dramas and sending two text messages with my family, I will never click on anything else."

Wutiaowu: "..."

A little... a little shaken.

Li paints the future: "Please——"

The next second, the phone landed on her lap: "There is no password. Don't mess around, there are some confidential documents inside."

She responded and found the video software and clicked on it: "Then I'll play it outside, will it disturb you?"

Gojo Satoru thought about it, at least he knew what she was looking at, and it would be more reassuring than her being quiet, so he agreed and said yes.

However, Li Hui's future was silent.

Gojo Satoru glanced at it, and his eyes fell on the phone screen.

Above is the "guess you like" on the homepage

A total of four videos were pushed.

Wutiaowu: "..."

Li paints the future: "..."

"I haven't used it much." Wujo Satoru said.

"Well, I know." Li Huifu said, "In addition to big data algorithms, there are also fashion trends."

The two were speechless.

One clicked on a drama, and the other seemed to concentrate on driving.

A few seconds later, Gojo Satoru said again: "I remembered, I lent Jie a cell phone a while ago, it's your brother."

Li paints the future: "..."

She nodded: "Okay, but actually you don't need to explain to me."

Gojo Satoru originally thought that he would send her home in such a strange atmosphere, but unexpectedly, the kidnapper's car was a police car, and he was stopped before entering the city.

The main reason is that Wujo Wu's eyes are wrapped with bandages, which is too provocative for the traffic police.

The traffic police went from "Brother, you can't challenge the limit and drive blindfolded" to "Why do you still have a license plate? Let me take a look at the driver's license" to "Wait, this car seems to be involved in a carjacking case, don't put your hands on your head!"

Then both of them entered the police station.

It was already dark when he was interrogated.

"I'll forget it." Gojo Satoru put his pockets in his pocket and looked at the girl beside him with a half-smile, "Can the eldest lady of the Lie family be detained here too? No one has come to pick her up yet."

Li Hui looked at him in the future, "Sorry for wasting your time, is it okay to do things at night? If it's important, I'll take a taxi and go back."

"In the evening... oh, it doesn't matter." He waved his hand casually, and said while typing with one hand, "I want you to take a taxi back, and Jie will definitely trouble me."

"It happens to be so late. There is a restaurant nearby that I think is pretty good. Would you mind joining us?"

Gojo Satoru stopped the hand that sent the message to Yijizhi.

He's the kind of villain who wants to do what he planned to do from the beginning, no matter the means.

A chain of conspiracy, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, wrapped around his torso in circles, considering whether the prey it was eyeing was palatable.

His casual hand shaking only fueled her arrogance, twisting his torso even tighter until it hurt.

What a hassle.

After all, if you relax completely, this vicious poisonous snake will lose interest instead.

It's just that the reason why she stared at him didn't make him feel too good.

Curious about him - because of what he "does".

The tip of his tongue touched the canine teeth, and the slightly sharp tingling kept him thinking calmly.

"I don't mind."

Slightly, I was aroused a little curiosity.

Gojo Satoru originally thought that Riei would have to invite him to this dinner no matter what in the future, and he must have something ulterior motives.However, nothing happened during the meal.

It is better to say that it is a thank you than a meal with a partner.

Due to good upbringing, Li Hui Mi Mirai hardly speaks when eating.He occasionally took the initiative to say something, she would put the tableware first, then wipe her mouth, and then seriously reply after sitting upright.

He took too long before answering a sentence, and he even suspected that she did it on purpose.

He didn't have much interest and patience to eat in a proper manner, so he didn't pretend to be alienated at all, and after finishing his share quickly, he looked at her with his head up.

However, the girl was not as restrained, nervous, or stopped eating as he imagined after being stared at, but unmoved and earnestly cut the food in front of her.

Occasionally, when the juice gets on the lips, they will lick their lips lightly and quickly.

He was the one who took the initiative to 'attack', and he was the one who broke the defense first.

After ordering a cup of strawberry smoothie, he leaned against the back of the chair and played with his mobile phone. His eyes fell on her behind the bandage unconsciously.

From jet lag, status, to the seat that fits well without adjustment, is it really a flaw?

In other words, they were all "clues" that were intended to be left for him on purpose, to lure him to take the initiative to go deeper.

At the moment he stepped into the real 'trap', she suddenly did nothing, forcing him to do something.

The most taboo thing is "curiosity".

Her curiosity is fake, but his is real.

Nothing happened until the meal was over.

Emotions are therefore static and fermented.

"Thank you for your patronage." After confirming the membership card number and the consumption amount, the manager continued to salute, "Members spend more than [-] yen in a single transaction, you can choose our free breakfast coupons on weekdays, or couples within a week Free movie tickets."

Gojo Satoru leaned lazily on the counter, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Li Huifu: "Breakfast, thank you."

Gojo Satoru: "Huh?"

The girl was slow-witted and said 'ah': "I'm sorry I'm used to it, what do you think, Wujo-kun?"

"Just breakfast, the taste of this restaurant is really good."

The girl smiled: "Does Wujo-kun have a girlfriend? You probably do. The movie theater here is said to have a great atmosphere. I'll exchange it for movie tickets."

Before Gojo Satoru could speak, she turned to the manager: "Then the movie tickets, thank you."

"Okay." After entering the information in the system, the manager opened the drawer and took out a movie ticket.

Taking advantage of the gap, she looked at Gojo Satoru: "If you don't mind, can you share with me what movie you watched? I haven't seen a movie in a cinema yet."

"Didn't your brother tell you that I don't have a girlfriend?" Wujo Satoru said, his tone obviously disbelieving.

"Eh? There isn't any."

Li Huiwei took the special ticket handed over by the manager, picked up a pen from the front desk, and wrote a series of numbers on the back.

is the length of the phone number.

"Never-come-never." He propped his chin and pretended to be depressed, "Every day is very busy, if you don't like it enough, you definitely don't want to cut time for the other party."

"That's it..." The girl flipped the fluffy coupon between her fingers, and finally handed it face up to him, "Then just invite someone you like."

"Cut the time for a movie to her."

When he pinched the thin ticket with his fingers, he felt a hot touch, burning from his fingertips to his heart.

The words that were not considered positive comments were shaking in their hearts.

Some kind of vicious and radical factor rushed in the atrium, wanting to break free from the shackles, to tear up her illusion of ease, and destroy her disguise of hiding evil intentions.

However, he just took the ticket, folded it with one hand and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Okay, I'll think about it."

He said.

Yi Dizhi parked the car at the door.

The butler had been waiting for a long time, and respectfully stepped forward and opened the car door.

After getting off the car, the girl didn't go home directly, but walked around to the co-pilot's seat and knocked on the window glass.

The car window was lowered, Gojo Satoru was leaning lazily on the back of the chair with one forearm on his pillow, pretending to complain: "Finally, I can get a job done, and I will go on strike next time if I am so troublesome. But it is still a profit? A movie Tickets, and - Missy's phone number."

The last sentence is somewhat different.

However, the girl said as if she didn't realize it: "Gojo-kun, will you accept private commissions?"

Gojo Gojo paused for a few seconds and replied: "I am very expensive. Forget it, you can afford it, tell me?"

"Look up someone for me," she said, "a very strange person who has been giving me birthday presents anonymously every year since I was very young."

She stared straight at him: "It really confuses me."

"It's indeed a strange person." Gojo Satoru nodded in agreement, without changing his expression, "But conjurers are not in this business. A detective agency would be more suitable, right?"

"You are right." She straightened up. "But I want to find you. Because in my opinion, you are the most suitable person to look into this matter, aren't you?"

Without waiting for his reply, she bowed and saluted, then turned and left, and said lightly: "You are more interesting than I imagined, Wujo-kun."

The author has something to say: that is, fishing.

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