God is still on the way to recovery

Belief?Meow meow meow?

Nazaki and Knotabagi looked confused, chewed the word for a while, not knowing what 楪茄 meant.

Faith and the like are religious words, right?What do you believe in?Jesus God Guanyin Bodhisattva?

However, Shuichi Kimura seemed to have heard some classic words, and a look of enthusiasm and excitement suddenly appeared on his face.

"Okay, I understand, I understand, hehehehe..."

Nagizaki and Knotabagi were overwhelmed by the ardent passion, and complained at the same time: What did you understand?We don't understand! !

Fu Heihui watched the two classmates compare to each other, resigned to fate, turned around and opened the rolling gate of the enclosed space.

"Police! The prisoners inside, please put down your weapons—"

So far, Nagazaki has put away his hammer and nails, stepped aside noble and glamorous, and Knotabagi plays the enthusiastic and strong passerby, a high school student who bravely subdues the gangster, Kudo Shinichi is the detective who discovered the bomb installation site, Fukuro Megumi is the cooperating The good student who opened the door for the police.

Mao Mao is a passerby who persuades the other party to be good afterwards.

Uramo stood in the corner, watching Kimura Shuichi being handcuffed and taken away by the police. At that time, the man was relieved and relieved, and kept saying to the two policemen beside him: "Mr. Police, I will say anything and fully cooperate. I am a good citizen of Japan, and I want to create endless social value to repay this true, kind and beautiful world!!"

"If you didn't do these things, I'd be willing to believe you. Don't be naughty, shut up and follow us!" The upright policeman directly interrupted the other party, thinking it was a psychopath, and escorted him to the police car mercilessly.

Seeing Shuichi's enthusiastic attitude, Uramo wondered if he was using too much force. If Kimura Shuichi behaved too abnormally and was judged by the police as a mental problem and unable to assist in the investigation, then it would be useless for him to read so many "prayers" .

"Officer, the prisoner confessed just now that there are still several bombs in the Mori Building, which need to be dismantled in time." Shinichi Kudo reminded the police who arrived at the scene in time, and the latter responded, "Don't worry, this has been resolved."

……Clam?

"The prisoner just said all the hiding places, and professionals went to dismantle them."

At that time, a brisk "Hi" sounded outside the store.

With his proudly long legs, Gojo Satoru casually threw a bunch of fragments of wreckage to the police: "The last one."

"Thank you." The police still have some friendship with well-known figures in the religious circles in Tokyo. These people with special resources are willing to help, and he can't wait for it.

"My students are there," said Gojo Satoru with the same demeanor, destroying six explosive devices in one go, without even messing up his hairstyle. "Next we have to go out to party, so don't take too long to record."

"It's easy to say that Mr. Wujo's students are good citizens who are brave enough to stand up for righteousness. Afterwards, our police department will directly contact the school to make a phone record. You can go." The police officer let them go on the spot without hesitation.

The high-profile handsome teacher walked away with his first-class students, leaving behind a group of diners who were still in shock, and went directly to the next scene - KTV.

"Kagizaki, order aiko's singing." Kibono Yuuhito looked up the playlist and called on all his friends to order songs.

"My first song by Inoue Yosui." Nagasaki has already finalized the track.

"Where's Mao?"

Knotweed asked Mao Mao, who looked at the track and said, "I'll order Sean Ward's song."

"Hey~Mao is from the European and American school." Hu Zhang murmured, "Then order a song by Ringo for Mr. Wutiao."

"Hey, why do you want Ringo?"

"And why did Teacher Wutiao sing Ringo?"

Hu Zhang innocently looked back at the two of them: "Because Mr. Wu Tiao seems to know everything, so I'll order a more difficult song."

"No, no, that picture is too weird." Nazaki refused.

"Then light it first, let's talk when no one sings." Polygonum cuspidatum ordered a song briskly, and Fu Heihui over there carefully studied the time calculation of KTV, and then ordered a fruit drink with the waiter seriously.

"Hey, Shigeru," when Nagizaki started singing, Knotabazu moved closer to the new transfer student, "What did you talk to that prisoner just now, you seem to know his past very well."

Mao Mao pinched his mobile phone to browse the webpage, and replied: "I don't know him at all, those things are just words. In the news these days, there is news that Mr. Kinoshita presided over the start of a certain ecological zone construction project. The prisoner said Mr. Kinoshita. I naturally I wondered if it might have something to do with it.”

"Is that so? It's amazing, like Sherlock Holmes, you can find clues to solve puzzles while chatting." A little star of admiration appeared in the eyes of the knotweed.

Well, you deceitful child, you can get away with it like this.

Mao Mao continued to explain along the other side's words: "This kind of sensitivity is also my advantage, but it doesn't apply every time.".

"Really, what can you see from me, Mao Mao?" Knotweed asked curiously like a baby.

Miao Mao put away the phone, stared at the boy's sunny and handsome smiling face seriously, and suddenly said, "Hand in hand!"

"Yes!" The big dog immediately put its right paw on Uramo's left palm.

Uramo touched the top of the boy's hair.

He likes big dogs too much, woo-hoo--

"Let me take a look at the palmistry—" Mao Mao studied the big hands of the knotweed for a while, and said, "The life of the knotweed is simple and smooth. Although your parents can't stay with you for a long time, there are kind relatives who will take care of you and treat you very well."

"Yes, I live with grandpa." Hu Zhang nodded in agreement, "Is there anything else?"

Compared with the broad and firm palms of sports boys, Urashige's hands look white and slender, a bit like girls' hands.

"You are a kind person, you hope to save others, and you will live happily surrounded by everyone." Ushio interpreted carefully, some words came to his lips, and he did not utter them immediately, but slightly revised them.

After calling the policeman, Wujo Gojo opened the door and walked into the private room, only to see two students getting together.

The white fingers and the wheat-colored fingers are intertwined, and the color difference is particularly obvious.

"Shigeru's hand is too small, look at Nagasaki, it's so much smaller than mine."

After Nagasaki finished singing, Fu Heihui was singing. Knotweed called the girl to come over, pointed to the palms of the two people who were touching, and introduced the new land generally: "It's white and thin, just like a girl."

"You are as strong as a bear. No one is smaller than you." Nazaki slapped the big classmate, and then stretched out his hand. "Look, Shigeru's hand is bigger than mine."

Urashige's left hand is attached to the knotweed's, and the right hand is attached to Nagasaki's. Comparing this way, his own hand is much smaller than the knotweed, and placed in the opponent's palm, it looks like the knotweed is holding a white porcelain bone plate, but it is smaller than Nagasaki's. Slightly thin and slender, the fingertips are light pink, without any blemishes.

Gojo Satoru looked at those hands, and remembered how they were tossed when he fished people out of the confinement room that day.

"Hey, Mao also got his ears pierced, and there are three of them." Knotweed found something new again, observing the pendant and two gemstone earrings on Mao Mao's right ear, "Did the previous school allow earrings?"

Curious about the texture of the gemstone, he reached out to touch it without thinking too much.

The boy's earlobes are very soft, and the pierced part of the earrings is slightly harder. The light green color matches the color of Yu Mao's eyes very well, and the gemstones are cool, exuding a warm and soft shimmer.

"The teacher doesn't care." Uramo tilted his head slightly to avoid the hand of the knotweed, feeling that the earlobe touched by the other party was a little hot, and he said, "The high school of conjuration should not care, I remember that the principal in Kyoto not only has earrings, And nose rings, lip rings."

"Is the principal in Kyoto such a trendy guy?" The straight man of the knotweed was shocked, and then urged his partner, "Hey, Fuhei, why don't we go beat one too."

"I don't want it!" Fu Heihui refused with a dark face.

Everyone's style is different. Momo is a fashionable and handsome boy who wears earrings, but Yujin Yuzu can't do it like this. He is tall and big, and he will look like a bad guy in the society.

"Come here." Wujo Satoru interrupted the exchange of feelings between the students and raised his hand at the newcomer.

"Yeah." Mao Mao responded, and went out with the other person very obediently. The sound insulation effect of the door of the KTV is first-class. Once closed, all music is smoothly isolated. The corridor is very quiet, and behind every door is a noisy music hall. Once the lively world comes out, it will return to peace.

After the two of them went out, Yuzu Yuhito and Nagasaki stuck to the door and listened carefully. Fu Heihui looked at the next song of Yuzu Yujin's song, but the other party was not interested in singing at all, so he simply dropped the microphone and got together with the two of them. around people.

"Mao-jun, I've gone through the process in the past two days. Maybe I didn't describe the situation of the school clearly when I communicated with your mother, but you have been hurt, so I have to show my attitude." Gojo Wu still squeezed his right hand Looking at his mobile phone, it seems that there are really many things to do today, but he still spends the whole night to accompany his students "Some old antiques in the high-level think that you are too dangerous because of uncertain factors, and they will still cause some troubles in the future to deliberately disgust you. Although I will watch them, it also means that you will have a harder time in the future... Do you plan to continue?"

After gathering everyone together tonight and having a good time, Gojo Satoru clarified his attitude.

If after being happy, Urashige still plans to give up the profession of conjurer, then he will not stop him.

Conjurers are not glamorous professions, they are all lunatics confronting all kinds of deadly dangers, there is nothing wrong with leaving this ordinary high school student.

The young man in front of him looked at himself with a pair of green eyes, like a black cat huddled by the door, cautious and tense: "Mr. Wutiao wants to drive me back?"

"How could it be?" Gojo Goku chuckled magnetically, "I respect your idea."

"Tokyo Tower."

"Huh?" Wujo Wucang's blue eyes revealed a searching look behind the sunglasses.

"I made an appointment with Yuren and the others to go back to Tokyo Tower for the next mission." Uramo lowered his head, his slender eyelashes drooping slightly, he stared at his toes and whispered, "It was so hard for me to find fun today, so I'm not reconciled when I go back. "

Did they stay because they liked Youruhito?

Sure enough, there are more feelings between peers. It is indeed effective to have three students come together tonight.

"Mao." Gojo Satoru stroked the opponent's furry head, as if plucking a long-haired rabbit.

"Yes, Mr. Gojo." Uramo rolled his eyes and smiled happily.

***

"Based on your cooperation, Mr. Kimura, our police will submit an application for sentence reduction, and then you can just wait for our notification." The police cleaned up the records on the table and shook hands with the prisoner in front of him.

The recording went much smoother than he had imagined. The person in front of him was a little excited at first, but after entering the interrogation room, he was very calm, extremely cooperative, and provided a lot of important information.

This is a big case involving the scandal of a congressman. Kimura has provided so much favorable evidence that he can apply for a commutation of sentence.

"Yes, Mr. Police, this is what I should do." Kimura smiled gently, "Excuse me, my wife..."

"I've already told her to get her ready to go to Cayman Island to register a company." The policeman nodded, "Your family is quite powerful."

"It's easy to say, the family on the side of my wife's matriarchal line is quite big, and I can always find someone to help." Kimura said politely, "I can take my time, but some things can't be delayed."

"Do you want to make money? You really can't waste time." The policeman nodded, expressing his understanding.

After the other party left, Kimura slowly raised his hands, clasped his hands and prayed: "The first step has been done, my lord."

In the dark interrogation room, there seemed to be an illusory young boy's voice, "I already know".

Shuichi Kimura's face was devout, tears slowly fell from his closed eyes.