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At an altitude of more than 8000 meters, there is absolute silence.

After Gou Juanji finished speaking, he seemed a little shy. He lowered his eyes and held the girl's hand nervously. Qiancheng Xuee smiled softly, and she rubbed her cheek with her free hand.

The seats were very close, and the young lady moved to touch his forehead, and whispered: "I know."

Because of the possible separation, Qiancheng Xue'e did not intend to hide the matter from her parents and friends and did not intend to hide from Gou Juanji anymore, and took the latter straight to the Armed Detective Agency after getting off the plane.

"It's very fast," the man in the brown windbreaker smiled and teased again, "Did you bring your family? Really, at least you should be careful about us single detectives."

Akiko Yosano who passed by tapped Osamu Dazai on the shoulder with the folder in his hand.

Osamu Dazai exaggerated: "Super painful——!"

Ignoring his words, Yosano, who was wearing a beautiful butterfly ornament by his hair, looked at Chiseki Yukie, and his tone softened a little: "Qiancheng, I'll take you to see that thing."

For Dr. Yosano, this brain with a mouth is also very distressing. In addition, Yosano doesn't know much about the magic side, so it is possible to rashly open the airtight jar that Osamu Dazai used to hold the silk rope It will lead to his escape, and there is no way to carry out matters such as dissection.

Qiancheng Xuehui is well-behaved and sensible: "Okay! Please trouble Dr. Xie Ye."

The Armed Detective Agency’s help this time did not ask Yukie Chijo for compensation. Their purpose was to prevent Yokohama, or the whole of Japan, from being involved in the curse.

Chienjo Yukie thought about whether she could ask Jia Ruozi to help dissect the silk cord, but she often had injured conjurers coming and going, and when there were too many people, the composition of the personnel became complicated. If the silk cord was rescued, things would become complicated again Complicated.

Can not fall short.

Working with Akiko Yosano on the bookcase on the wall, Yukie Senjo first mentioned her plan before Osamu Dazai asked: "The researcher of Vongola made the instrument, and I plan to bring the silk rope there."

Osamu Dazai seemed to have expected this a long time ago. He blinked at Yukie Qiancheng: "Send it to Pengo Lie? That's a good idea."

After all, Osamu Dazai has always had a way to obtain information. Compared with the more dangerous method Qiancheng Xuehui planned to use on the phone a few days ago, this is obviously more reassuring.

The teenager standing beside Qiancheng Xue'e keenly captured the amount of information in their conversation, and Qiancheng Xue'e quickly made a movement of zipping and shutting up.

Curly the dog is puzzled by the mysterious interaction between them: "Kelp?"

Chijo Yuki laughed twice, and pinched Dazai Osamu's arm who was about to speak.

Yosano opened the door.

It would be difficult for ordinary people to imagine that behind the seemingly simple office of the Armed Detective Agency, there is a secret arsenal. Yukie Chijo looked around curiously, and heard the voice of Osamu Dazai.

"Normal people don't see this...but don't be too surprised, we're an [armed] detective agency after all."

Walking in front with Akiko Yosano, he led them to the place where the silk rope was placed.

The transparent container is filled with an unknown liquid, and the human brain floats and sinks in the liquid. If there is no weird mouth line, it is exactly the same as an ordinary specimen.

Qiancheng Xuehui took a few steps forward: "Are you sure this is it?"

Osamu Dazai nodded. He stared at the silk rope in the airtight jar, his eyes darkened: "The liquid inside has a hypnotic effect, and you can be sure that it can't contact your party members, but the duration is limited, and I don't know when I wake up. clear."

"Tomorrow our people will send the silk rope to the destination," Yosano Akiko leaned aside, "It's too unsafe for you to take it home and leave it overnight."

"Indeed," Qiancheng Xuehui quickly weighed in her heart, "...Sorry, I have to trouble you again."

Gou Juanji stood aside and listened quietly, and suddenly found that she had lost some information related to Qiancheng Xuehui. If she didn't tell herself, she would probably leave quietly.

After quickly discussing the time with Pengo Lie and deploying the powerful illusionist in Namorimachi, Chijo Yuki solemnly expressed his thanks to Osamu Dazai and planned to leave.

"That's not necessary," the black-haired man still smiled. "After all, I also have plans. After the research of Peng Lie's equipment is completed, the launch of Yokohama should not be monopolized by the port mafia."

Suddenly thinking that she still owes Mori Ogai a favor, Chijo Yukie: ...

Her tone became more serious: "I understand, Mr. Dazai's request takes priority in this regard."

—Anyway, let’s talk to Silver before that.

The time was set at dusk tomorrow, and Yukie Chiujo and the silent Gou Chuanji left the Armed Detective Agency.

The dog curly spine felt a little sour under pressure: "Thanks for your hard work."

She could have avoided all of this - if he hadn't been away for a while.

"No, I didn't actually do anything. It's just a little tiring to use the spells, and it's not hard work."

Qiancheng Xuehui took a deep breath and looked at the orange-red sky: "When you leave tomorrow, Ji, you don't have to see me off."

There will definitely be people who will pay attention to Qiancheng Xuehui. She doesn't want Gou Juanji to be targeted together. In addition, she doesn't know when she will come back. Qiancheng Xuehui is not quite able to adapt to the moment of parting.

Gou Juanji lowered his eyes, and he held Qiancheng Xue'e's hand tightly.

Qiancheng Xue'e thought of Zenyuan Maki.

After all, she had saved her life, Qiancheng Xuehui thought about what she could do for her and Zhenyi, so she had a four-hour phone call with Zenyuan Zhenyi in front of Gou Juanji.

The dog curly spine expressed his dissatisfaction: "Pickled fish roe!!"

Zenyuan Zhenyi's words that were still somewhat resisted suddenly stopped. She asked Qiancheng Xuehui if there was anyone around her, and Qiancheng Xuehui whispered into the phone: "The thorn is beside you."

Zenyuan Zhenyi was silent for two seconds: "? Did you sleep together when you came back from a business trip?"

The dog Curly Thorn quickly answered: "Salmon roe."

Zenyuan Zhenyi: "...Don't do things that minors are not allowed to do, and even if you do, take protective measures..."

Goujuanji's unhappiness was about to swell when he called Zhenyi again, Qiancheng Xuehui hummed helplessly, made an agreement, and hung up the phone.

She looked at her boyfriend: "Sleep here tonight?"

The dog curly spine blinked: "Salmon roe."

Of course nothing was done.

The dog curled up very early, Qiancheng Xuehui slept with him last night, curled up in a ball when sleeping, with a slight frown between his brows, looking very insecure.

He stretched out his hand to smooth the frowning eyebrows, but suddenly thought of something, he was stunned for a moment and put down his hand, only leaving a faint kiss on the center of her brow.

Still lightly got up and left.

……

The high school of conjuration in the early morning revealed a subtle tranquility.

Goujuanji leaned against the table in a daze, and Gojo Satoru was busy fighting with the upper echelons recently, so he didn't often appear in front of them.

Chanyuan Maki and Panda looked at each other, leaning against the door with their hands folded across their chests: "Are you sure you don't want to go and see it? Although Xue'e said you don't need to send it."

"And if it's been a long time, I'll miss you very much." The panda on the side nodded in agreement.

They all knew that Qiancheng Xue'e was going on a long-term business trip.

The dog curled its head and saw its own face in the reflection of the glass next to it.

The spellcaster has a handsome face, and the snake-eye rune at the corner of his mouth doesn't spoil the beauty of his face. He usually wears something that covers half of his face. In addition, he doesn't have violent emotional ups and downs. The expressions are all light.

But... in his reflection, he almost wanted to write his disappointment directly on his face.

Fat Da pushed his back: "Go, go, Xue Hui will definitely feel better when she sees you."

The dog Curlythorn took a step forward and whispered salmon roe.

Chanyuan Maki raised her eyebrows, she withdrew her gaze and lowered her eyes to look at the phone, then stopped.

Seeing her face suddenly change, Panda was puzzled: "Maki? What's wrong?"

[...Let's meet up. 】

On the standby screen, a message from a sister whom I hadn't contacted for a long time was quietly displayed.

………………

The helicopter landed on an open field.

As a mafia organization with a huge size, Pengo Lie reluctantly cueed a process and went through the application. Of course, the Japanese high-level officials did not want to offend them, and quickly approved a safe air route—and a backup.

The illusionist who came to pick him up said to Qiancheng Xuehui: "Miss Qiancheng, if there is no problem, we will leave now."

Chijo Yukie glanced at Osamu Dazai who brought the silk rope, the young man shrugged and mouthed "good luck".

She looked far away, the location is remote, there are no other people at all, even if someone comes, she can see it immediately.

... Not to mention that there are illusionists helping to cover, and people from the Armed Detective Agency are on guard outside.

Qiancheng Xue'e was about to look away when she suddenly saw a black figure in the distance.

The illusionist made a defensive movement in an instant, but was stopped by Qiancheng Yuue in time.

He said that he didn't want him to come, but when he really came, it was still inexplicably reassuring.

Qiancheng Yukie said to the puzzled illusionist next to her, "It's my boyfriend."

The illusionist nodded and took a step back: "Please hurry up."

After all, there are important props, they can't stay for too long.

Osamu Dazai let out a wow, feeling the vitality of the young man, and nodded to the illusionist: "I'm leaving first, and I might disturb the illusion here."

Gou Juanji ran across the open ground and came to Qiancheng Xue'e, panting a little while holding his knees, Qiancheng Xue'e saw his cheeks flushed when he stood up.

There was a little surprise in Qiancheng Xue'e's eyes, but she suppressed it again. The girl smiled a little stiffly: "Why are you here?"

The helicopter's propellers stirred up the airflow, and the illusionist isolated the helicopter as the center with a radius of one kilometer. Pengo Li's team probably received instructions from their superiors and did not urge them.

Gou Juanji didn't speak, he reached out to give his green plum a hug.

A strong, fast beating heartbeat.

"Don't worry," the girl clenched his hand. She hesitated for a moment, suppressed what she wanted to say, and promised the speller, "Tang, wait for me to come back."

The spell master breathed slowly, he could feel that he was very awake, all the information related to this matter was integrated in his brain, he clearly knew how likely Qiancheng Xue'e might be gone forever.

--for what?

For whatever reason.

Without using the name Fantuan, the spellcaster lowered his eyes and said slowly and solemnly: "I will wait until you come back."