After binding the Yokohama Ancient God system

【dong dong dong】

There was a knock on the door outside the rental house.

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru and Ye Mo Zhengdao looked at each other, then at Xia Youjie who was lying unconscious on the bed, and they became vigilant in unison.

[The port mafia? 】

Gojo Satoru asked Noctua Masato with his mouth.

"Uh..." Ye Mozheng looked at the white-haired boy with serious eyes.

He never dreamed that this kid would rush forward single-handedly and almost single-handedly singled out the port mafia.

If this was in their territory Tokyo, Noctua Masaki would have brought old acquaintances from the political and conjuration circles to send a nest of port mafia gangsters to the prison to serve them on death row, and to make political achievements for the old acquaintances.

The problem is that this is Yokohama.

People are unfamiliar, and half of the land is under the surveillance of the port mafia.

If they were to retaliate wildly, they might not even be able to get out of Yokohama station.

"Forget it, I'll go take a look."

Wujo Wutian yelled fearlessly, and stood up from the chair swaggeringly.

"I was not afraid of them. The strategic retreat at that time was just not wanting to kill people in Yokohama."

The boy frowned and muttered.

Anyway, Xia Youjie was back, Ming Ying Sheng Mu Tong was a task entrusted to them by the magic world, and he didn't care much about it.

Ye Mozheng said: "Wait! Wu, be careful."

He watched Wujo Wujo open the door with his trousers pockets in his hands—if someone from the port mafia was waiting at the door with a machine gun, wouldn't he have pulled the trigger?

"It's okay, I'm driving unlimited."

Gojo Satoru directly opened the door of the room.

"Clam?"

"Uh..." The entire corridor was silent, and a touch of red clothes disappeared around the corner.

Gojo Satoru and Oda Sakunosuke, who was placed in the big cardboard box, stared at each other with a dazed look on their faces.

The red-haired man in the sand-colored coat had his hands and feet tied, curled up in a half-person-high cardboard box, looked at Gojo Satoru with a blank and innocent face, and his mouth was sealed with tape.

"Who are you!"

Gojo Satoru took a few steps back in shock.

The big man’s is packed in a cardboard box like a cat, the visual effect is too strong.

He looked down and found that the cardboard box under the man was covered with a piece of white paper with words written on it.

"Give way……"

Night Moth Zhengdao also came over, bending over to read the words on it.

"Dear Tokyo High School of Conjuration—this person's name is Oda Sakunosuke, a powerful conjurer awakened the day after tomorrow, with the talent of a first-class conjurer; Working at the bottom, without seeing the sun all year round.”

"If you find this person, please arrange a safe and decent job for him in Tokyo—although this person works in the port mafia, he is warm-hearted and kind, and has extraordinary compassion for the old, weak, sick and disabled; Thank you for your generosity, and the gift is on Oda Sakunosuke's knee."

"Sincerely, Saya Book Club."

"Because we are hidden, please do not seek us, do not detect us, we travel outside the world, hidden in the shadows."

"Unknowable, unfeelable, unobservable."

"But as long as you keep your word, we will be your loyal friends."

"Uh..." The two looked at each other with serious and cautious expressions.

Gojo Satoru was the first to remove the tape on Oda Sakunosuke's face.

"Your name is Oda Sakunosuke, right?"

"Uh..." Oda Sakunosuke took a while to recover.

"Yes……"

He looked around blankly, not knowing why he just ate a spicy curry.

As a result, I was fainted by the same level of spiciness as industrial chili, and I came to this place as soon as I woke up.

Now his whole body is scorching like someone hit his brain with a baseball bat, buzzing, and his tongue can't speak clearly.

During this period of time, Oda Sakunosuke should not want to eat chili anymore.

Noctua Masamichi picked up the box on Oda Sakunosuke's lap, and carefully helped him out of the box. Oda Sakunosuke walked two steps pale, and squatted directly on the ground, sweating profusely.

"What's the matter with you? Are you okay?"

Gojo Satoru froze for a moment, and squatted next to Oda Sakunosuke, observing his mental state.

"I...can I trouble you to get me some milk? My stomach hurts..."

Oda Sakunosuke's voice was weak, as if dictating a suicide note while dying.

Night Moth said rightly: "..."

Wutiaowu: "..."

"Ah... so troublesome, just wait."

Although Gojo Satoru clicked his tongue impatiently, he still took the keys and wallet and walked towards the door.

And Noctua Masamichi helped Oda Sakunosuke who was squatting on the ground to sit on the bed, and opened the box in his hand.

When Oda Sakunosuke turned his head, he saw Xia Youjie lying flat on the bed: "..."

Ye Mozheng opened the box, and saw the Mingying Shengmu copper they had been looking for inside: "..."

The two of them stared at each other in shock.

"How about this, Oda-kun, how about you and we go back to Tokyo first."

The Noctua moth's righteous brain directly directed its body to say these words.

It doesn't matter what kind of power that Saya Club is.

All he knows now is that if the port mafia finds out that the Naruzakura Holy Wood Copper is already in their hands—then they may really not be able to get out of Yokohama.

"I...why am I going to Tokyo?"

Who are you?

Oda Sakunosuke was dumbfounded.

Noctua Masamichi was silent for a while, and lied to this seemingly honest Oda Sakunosuke against his conscience.

"Now you have been identified as a defector by the port mafia for some wonderful reasons. They are going to come to you and us by the way. If you don't leave, we will have a head-on conflict with the port mafia—to that At that time, the Yokohama government will be alarmed."

If the Yokohama government is really alarmed, those who should be sentenced will be sentenced, and those who should be punished will be punished by the law, and there will be no good fruit to eat.

Oda Sakunosuke: "..."

Oda Sakunosuke: "Huh?"

I don't know why, men started to hate spicy curry.

……

I sat quietly on the chair in the center of the room, watching Osamu Dazai and Ogai Mori watch the monitor on the front desk.

Among them, Koyo Ozaki, Yanagi Hirotsu and others, as well as another cadre of the port mafia named Dazuo, all surrounded them and watched the surveillance together.

The current high-level of the port mafia gathered together, the visual effect is like a consultation with experts in a hospital.

Nakahara was also temporarily transferred out by Mori Ogai to hunt down people in the magic world. He is not in this room.

"The last time when Naruzakura Holy Wood Copper disappeared?" Mori Ogai asked with a gloomy face.

Osamu Dazai: "There was a 7-minute overlap with the disappearance time of the kid from the Gojo family. During this period, the monitoring of Naruzakura Sacred Wood Copper and the vault was cut off at the same time, and most of the guards were transferred to guard the vault. Among them, Ozaki The cadres and subordinates go to defend Mingying Shengmu Tong."

The boy propped up his body with his arms, and sat obliquely on the wooden table, watching the monitor with one eye: "However, when Officer Ozaki arrived at the secret storehouse, the Naruto Sacred Wood Copper had already been taken away."

"There were no fingerprints, no footprints at the scene."

"If the person from the Wujo family, the spell includes teleportation, it would make sense, but I feel that this situation is more like an insider guarding against himself."

"Like collusion or something."

Osamu Dazai's dark eyes floated to me.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't look at me, when he looks at me, everyone stops talking, and several pairs of eyes drift towards me in unison.

You said it was a coincidence.

Mingying Shengmu Copper was really taken away by me.

The whole process was very simple. At the moment the white-haired kid escaped, Husky and Samo were used to quickly cut off the monitoring of the mafia vault and secret vault at the port, and then let Husky take the Naruto Sacred Wood Copper from the ventilation duct.

"Uh..." I burst into tears, looked at them in despair and bewilderment, and looked at Mori Ogai with pleading and mournful eyes.

What are you talking about? I don't understand.

"There shouldn't be any evidence or clues now, right?"

Ms. Ozaki looked at Osamu Dazai with squinted eyes, and asked in a low voice.

"Indeed not. The method of committing the crime this time is perfect, without leaving any traces; but if logically speaking, it is impossible to complete the theft mission if it is connected in the interior where there is no familiar route."

Osamu Dazai spread his hands, and his voice dragged on.

"I understand." Ozaki Koyo said.

"Chief, do you want me to ask this child alone?"

The woman's orange-red eyes looked at me faintly, and the meaning in her words was self-evident.

Koyo Ozaki is in charge of arming, assassination, negotiation, and interrogation; her questioning alone is not a good thing.

But I'm also curious.

Osamu Dazai has said it himself—it is necessary to have an "internal response" who is familiar with the route in order to connect with outsiders.

And my track with the Port Mafia is pretty clear.

How to check this?

"forget it……"

Mori Ogai walked to my side, patted my shoulder gently, and said softly.

"Youxing is a pretty well-behaved child for the time being, she can't bear that kind of trick - Youxing should go down first, Mr. Zhongye should be back at this time, he is very worried about you, you should go and see Mr. Zhongye first. "

What he said was very interesting. He didn't deny that I was related to this matter, nor did he affirm that I had nothing to do with it.

"Uh..." I stood up from the chair following the strength of Mori Ogai's support, and Mori Ogai wiped my tears away.

"Youxing is such a crybaby."

He smiled.

"vomit……"

Osamu Dazai sat on the table, frowned, stuck out his tongue, and made a short vomit sound.

"Oh—by the way, Yuxing."

As soon as I got to the door, Mori Ogai stopped me.

"Personnel helped you find a teacher who is a curse teacher."

The man smiled with his hands behind his back, unable to see what his attitude was.

"The bright pearl must not be covered with dust, Youxing."

"After the rest is over, go to 42 on the 301nd floor to report. Don't make the teacher wait too long."

Mori Ogai said that he could not refuse.

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