My Bungo system is a little different

Before entering the interrogation room, Clarice made demands on Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie.

"No matter what I do or say inside, don't come in," she said, "If you come in and interrupt, I'm not responsible for the result."

The two master magicians agreed.

The interrogation room is fully enclosed and there is no one-way mirror, but the hidden camera and radio equipment installed are very good, so that two people next door can fully understand what happened in the interrogation room just by watching the surveillance.

Then--

"Confessional agent? Human body data?" Wujo Wu lowered his voice and said to Xia Youjie, "If it wasn't for us, I would have believed her nonsense. The acting is really similar."

Xia You didn't respond to Wutiao, he was thinking about what kind of image "Clarice" in Kamo Xianlun's eyes.

script or something...boring story or something...

Sure enough, it's a pleasure crime, right?

Looking at the old classmates who put all these things into acting skills, Xia You inexplicably felt a trace of pity - no matter what Bradbury's purpose is, the means are completely unscrupulous.

At least that's the case with Beatty, who he deals with the most.

"Why is the topic Tianyuan, fatalism? New playmate? How much information did she hide from us?" Wu Tiao was still complaining unhappily.

He wanted to know more about the comatose person, but what Clarice and Kamo Xianlun had talked about so far were all riddles, like an internal communication.

In the next second, Kamo Xianlun suddenly used Wujo and Xia You as a shield, this time even Xia You couldn't help laughing.

The two of them are watching from next door——

Gojo and Xia You's smiles did not last for more than 5 minutes.The progress in the interrogation room afterward left them both sluggish.

Where did you get the scopolamine and the syringe?

Tian Yuan assimilated with everyone?Kamo Xianlun colluded with the magic spirit?

Why the sudden mention of the two-faced Su Nuo?How did the cursed object and the flesh get into the topic?

Wasn't Kamo Xianlun very reluctant to talk about it at the beginning, why did he finally tell the whole story?

Also, if the magic formula of 'a curse spirit born from the fear and hatred of man to man' is true—

While trying to digest the explosive amount of information outside, the two also understood something from the conversation in the interrogation room that seemed to be a pair of codes.

"Although we are outside, the pressure we feel is as if we are inside." Xia You sighed softly.

"I agree. It would be a nightmare if it was an enemy." Wujo echoed.

After being thoroughly seen through, he was oppressed by just the right language.

Is this a cliche? Kamo Xianlun seems to have been led into a ditch.

It is better to reflect on your own experience. I always feel that I have shot a lot of arrows in my knees.The two thought.

The conversation in the interrogation room is not over yet.

"Let me think about it. In fact, all the elements needed in your plan have miraculously met in this generation. Is it really a matter of luck, before I intervened in such a way?" Clarice's tone revealed a sense of regret. means.

This is really a mocking question, and Ron Suo didn't answer it.

He just talked about the topic he wanted to talk about as if he didn't hear it: "I have already experienced enough of your ability. It was my mistake to expect you to stand on the sidelines before. I don't know if you are willing to join hands with me? Let me do it again." How is the master's gift?"

In his words, he seemed to regard himself as the master of the magic world.

Clarice looked at him fixedly, and suddenly let out a very light laugh.

"Have you ever wondered why we're talking here?" There was a sudden, subtle shift in her tone.

It's still very casual, but it seems to be different.

The two people who were outside watching the real-time surveillance were the ones who noticed this change before the person being asked.

"Wait, is she planning to blow herself up? How much did you ask?" Although Wu Tiao's tone was fierce, his voice was still very low.

"From her point of view, asking too much information will give us too much advantage, so it's better to stop." Xia You's voice sounded calm, but he was actually a little anxious.

What Clarice said before going in was "If you come in and interrupt, I will not be responsible for the result", but the current situation is that if they go in and interrupt, Kamo Xianlun will inevitably return to the state of not answering anything, and If it is not interrupted, it seems that it will slide to the same result.

Interrogation room.

Li Suo was taken aback when he heard the other party's question, but subconsciously recalled and thought about it.

Before Clarice came into the interrogation room, he didn't feel that she had a hand in his imprisonment.

But thinking about it now based on the information she revealed in the conversation, it was that the other party helped Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie set up that trap after meeting Tian Yuan.

Yan Suo felt that he was not complaining, and it seemed that using those marked people as bait was not Tian Yuan's idea, but the method of the person in front of him.

He had already given up on understanding how the other party knew so many secrets—maybe it was a random guess, and judging from the previous conversation, her ability in this area was outrageous.

If it is not human, maybe it has some outrageous skills.

For the other party, this layout against him might be the same as modifying a manuscript casually. Not only does it have no killing intent, it probably doesn't even have any malice.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, so he said with a loose smile: "You have been asked to interrogate."

Lin Suo felt that Clarice would not be interested in taking the initiative to do this, but this became his opportunity.

Clarice reacted to this with a moment of silence before speaking.

"Hmm... you know. I was indeed entrusted with the task of figuring out how to wake up those sleeping people." She said, pressing the thumb of one hand on her temple at the same time, "I think they are right I'm asking too much, am I not?"

"Oh? Didn't you see through this?" Ron Suo said in a tone of disbelief.

But in his mind, he almost immediately interpreted the "requirements" in "excessive demands" as "moral standards in the traditional sense".

Sure enough, Clarice's next sentence was: "They are containers. Judging from the time you were unconscious, you are quite confident. As for the method of awakening, I guess it has something to do with that interesting spell spirit."

"You're right. I once created a perfect example, and it can be mass-produced through this method." Lin Suo said.

The atmosphere of the conversation between the two was like an academic exchange.

But then Clarice's words ended it all.

"The more important thing is the whereabouts of the curse spirit and whether there are any allies. Let's leave this to me." She said very lazily, without looking at Lingsuo at all.

These words are obviously not meant for him, could it be that there is——

The next second, the door of the interrogation room was opened.

Gojo Satoru, who walked in, gave Clarice a smirk, and said, "Thank you. Your acting skills are really good."

Clarice stood up from the chair, spread her hands, and said indifferently, "Just remember to pay."

Then she walked towards the door, and before leaving, she turned her head and added to Xia Youjie who came in behind: "Please think again about my enchantment proposal, this time it's really 'once and for all'."

Only Lisuo, who finally came to his senses, was left to face the two super magicians with worried expressions.

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Chizhi didn't know how complicated the mood of the villain boss who realized that he had been tricked, but he directly interrupted the acting was not the reason Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie speculated.

During the entire "interrogation", Chizhi actually didn't ask specific detailed questions. The guiding method he used was effective because he used real information to stimulate him from time to time.

But if the question is too detailed, Katsuo may have doubts about Clarice's character design, and it depends on guidance. Chizhi actually doesn't know the details. If he says something wrong, the character design will collapse all of a sudden.

Furthermore, even if Lin Suo wants to cooperate with Clarice, he will not tell the whole story. He will definitely use some particularly critical information such as the location of the curse spirit, and the matter of Limei and Knotweed as his trump card and will not say it out loud.

So Chizhi has actually asked all the questions that can be asked, and the rest is the part that cannot be asked, unless he really puts the rope to play a cooperative game with the other party.And that's impossible.

And he blew himself up on the spot to increase the hatred of Rensuo, so as to relieve the pressure on Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie.

After leaving the interrogation room, Chizhi's reaction was exhaustion.

Really tired.

Chizhi felt that his mental stress was the highest among the four.Playing a character who is completely different from your real self is very difficult after all.

What are you going to do next?

He thought habitually.

Seems like it's gone for now?

The agreement he made with Tian Yuan was to let contemporary magicians decide whether to withdraw the barrier or not, and to be honest, his advice to Wutiao and Xia You had almost reached a certain limit—it would be more vigilant than beautiful to emphasize it.

The agreement between the government and the conjurer can only be advanced after those two guys make a decision. He can't do much by himself.

And... I'm so tired that I don't want to see people for the time being.

So let's stop even the detective business for the time being.

Chizhi made such a decision.

So, at this moment when the day is about to leave and the sky has not yet transitioned to darkness, Chizhi, who is physically and mentally exhausted, obeys the laws of nature rarely, and enters the rest time like other creatures on the ground.

On the second floor of the second-hand bookstore, a red-haired woman is sitting wildly on a chair, holding a fantasy travelogue written by an unknown author, and she is turning pages at a slow speed of 10 minutes.

The warm orange sunset light passes through the small windows on the second floor, squeezes through the stacks of books and some copper engravings stacked randomly, and finally casts a few halos on the foreheads of the readers.

Her hand, which was turning the book slowly, finally stopped.

Steel blue eyes closed.

For now, you might as well follow the teaching of the Greeks, 'let's do business tomorrow', and enjoy the rest of the day for now.