After raising the strongest magician, I died and escaped

Very inopportunely, Matsushiro Kazuki suddenly remembered a very long time ago.

When Wujo Satoru was a child, he was still a godlike outsider, and a little bastard inside, the maid sister who took care of them raised a cat.

In fact, that cat can't be regarded as a servant, she just feeds it.

The Gojo family is big, it spends most of its time wandering around the huge Ben’s house, and only at meal times will it consciously go back to the place where the maid sister often appears to wait for her to feed it, and after the feeding, it turns around and leaves without being allowed to touch it.

Very white-eyed wolf.

When Wujo Satoru was a child, he wanted the wind to catch the wind and the rain to catch the rain. For some reason, he started to fight with that cat one day, and he would not stop until he touched it.

Wutiao Wu and a cat were on the fence, from the elders down to the servants to find him countless ones that were willing to be touched, many of them were similar to the one in Wutiao's family, but Wutiao Wu just didn't want it.

He also forbade others to catch the cat.

That cat is smart and scary as if it has become a spirit, and it runs as fast as a rabbit as long as others approach.

For this reason, Wutiao Shenzi did not hesitate to sacrifice his rest time every day to feed this adult cat regularly and at fixed times. He usually has a little enthusiasm for doing things for 3 minutes, but he has persisted in this matter for more than a year, rain or shine.

In such a big Gojo family, it is extremely difficult to find the cat's trace, but Gojo Satoru inherited the six eyes that are rare in a hundred years.

Many times, he can always find its hiding place just right.

In the moment just now, with the immature side faces of Conan and Haibara Ai, Kazuki Matsushiro had the illusion that he was facing Gojo Satoru, who was about the same age as them more than ten years ago.

Only this time he was no longer a bystander.

He was like the cat that would be accurately found by the five gods no matter where he hid.

On rainy days, it hides under the eaves of the servants' residence of Wutiao's family. Wutiao Shenzi holds an umbrella and shuttles steadily from the central area of ​​the family through countless wooden corridors and waterside pavilions.

The cat was soaked by the rain, and the moment it saw the boy Gojo Satoru approaching with an umbrella, his first reaction was to explode the hair all over his body, turn around and run away.

It is an unfamiliar one.

Or maybe the reason why it turned around and ran away was that it was stared directly at by the six eyes that hadn't been covered by anything at that time.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but Kazuki Matsushiro only felt a chilling and shocking fortitude climbing up from behind him.

It's like the feeling that came out when Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses and stared at his forehead when he first entered the mission world.

The alarm level of the sixth sense was even worse than last time. Kazuki Matsushiro forcibly suppressed the discomfort on his face, and put away the pen in his hand: "I seem to have met an acquaintance."

"Gojo," Matsushiro Kazuki propped his chin and waved behind Conan and Haibara, "What a coincidence."

The determination that climbed up his spine and up his neck suddenly disappeared.

"What a coincidence," Gojo Satoru quickly came over with the cake, leaned against the table, and looked at the two children who seemed to be at most eight or nine years old sitting on the seat through the sunglasses: "This is the cake from the upper class." The primary school student we met in the commercial street last time?"

"Yes," Matsushiro Kazuki wrote down a string of numbers in front of him, "This is my contact information, you can contact me if you have anything."

"They are children adopted by a teacher I knew before," Kazuki Matsushiro shook the post-it note in his hand, bent down and stuck it on the table, "No wonder when we bumped into them in the commercial street last time, I always feel like I've seen it somewhere."

The excuse he said the last time he saw Conan was "I think of my colleague's child."

A sense of uneasiness and irritability suddenly rose in Gojo Satoru's heart.

Like something that had been running along a certain track suddenly went off the rails.

"A teacher you know?" He suppressed the discomfort in his heart and raised his eyebrows, "I don't think I've heard you mention it before."

"It's a professor I met when I was in school a long time ago," Matsushiro Kazuki exhaled slowly, stood up straight and controlled his voice and explained, "Because I haven't contacted him for a long time, I just learned that the teacher is living in Mihua Town recently. I plan to come The teacher was not at home when I visited. I met the two of them when I was planning to leave, and I realized that they were adopted children from the teacher’s family.”

The teacher I know lives in Mihua Town, and I come to visit...

"Goodbye, big brother." Behind him, the boy with glasses waved his hand.

"Goodbye." Matsushiro Kazuki turned around and waved his hand belatedly, pointing to the post-it note in his hand and making a phone call, sticking it to his ear, "If you have anything to do, you can contact me, I'm very busy recently."

"Because they are the children adopted by the professor, and we met once before, so I stopped by to treat them to dessert." Kazuki Matsushiro turned around and looked at Gojo Satoru, "It's you, Nitzi said that you are here today. Did you go to the Kyoto school?"

"It's not too far from the Kyoto school..." Gojo Satoru replied casually in a drawn-out tone.

The two quickly walked out of the coffee shop while chatting, the voice of chatting became farther and farther away, and they could no longer hear what was behind them.

a long time.

In the coffee shop, Conan was still thinking: "Isn't Kyoto...not far from here?"

Instead, what he noticed first was the last sentence of Gojo Satoru.

Regardless of other modes of transportation, even the most commonly used Shinkansen, it takes at least three hours from Kyoto to Tokyo, right?

He always felt something was wrong.

"It may be that the reference objects are different," Haibara Ai jumped off the stool and peeled off the post-it note from the wall on Kazuki Matsushiro's side, "If he has been overseas for ten years and only learned about APTX4869 in recent years If the results of the phased research come back."

"Then the distance from Kyoto to Tokyo is much closer than returning home from overseas." Haibara imitated Kazuki Matsushiro, holding a sticky note between his fingers and shaking his face: "Compared to this, I'm still closer." Focus on why he destroyed the first sticky note and rewrote it."

Yes, a rewrite.

"Big Brother," Edogawa Conan suddenly jumped off the stool after hearing half of it, pushed open the door of Poirot Café and chased him out, "Dr. A Li is not at home today, if you want to visit him, you can come tomorrow. "

"Okay." Kazuki Matsushiro was taken aback, before he could say anything, the supervisor who came to pick up Gojo Satoru arrived.

Conan Edogawa was still standing by the side of the road until he got in the car.

What did he mean by that, let him come back tomorrow?

And this time it must not be an illusion.

After Conan said the words "Come back tomorrow", the unique feeling of being watched by six eyes struck him again.

[P Tong,] Kazuki Matsushiro got in the car and said in a hurry, [How long has it been since you watched Gojo Satoru's blackening value? 】

APTX4869: [Huh? 】

[Yes, for a while, right? 】It stuttered and pulled out the blackening value plug-in, and scanned Wutiao Wu again, 【The information update on the technical team is not automatic, it needs to be re-scanned, I haven't scanned Wutiao Wu for a while. 】

[How much is it now? 】

His face now looks the same as usual, but Kazuki Matsushiro always felt that the feeling of hairs on the back just before was not his illusion.

APTX4869: [I scanned it and saw that the previous values ​​have not changed, the blackening value...]

[Matsushiro Kazuki? ! 】Its voice has changed,【Wujo Wu's blackening value is now 90, why suddenly dropped 10 points? 】

Kazuki Matsushiro: [Did it fall? 】

He thought that the previous feeling would be an increase in the blackening value?

[But why? ! 】APTX4869 was ecstatic with confusion, 【We didn't do anything, did we?How did his blackening value drop? 】

[It should be related to the resurrection of the knotweed...] Kazuki Matsushiro conjectured for a moment, [After the high-level team received the report of the death of the knotweed stick, the pressure on the high school of conjuration was much less. 】

[Ah, yes, yes,] APTX4869 came to his senses, [He went to the Kyoto school this morning to find that Leyanji Jiashin. 】

Now it seems that part of Gojo Satoru's blackening was caused by the high-level people in the magic world.

The progress bar finally pushed a part, and APTX4869 felt that he finally stood up: [Matsushiro Kazuki, I think we can restore Wujo's blackness value by flattening the upper level of the spell! 】

【...It's not as simple as you think,】 Kazuki Matsushiro paused, 【There is still an issue with the logistics team that has not been resolved. 】

[The black organization still needs to investigate...] Kazuki Matsushiro took a deep breath, [Haihara Ai, I will go to Teidan Elementary School tomorrow. 】

This time it was still at the gate of Didan Primary School, Haibara and Conan did not walk with the few real primary school students from yesterday, instead they walked out of the school gate alone one after the other.

Matsushiro Kazuki followed them to the coffee shop yesterday, Hui Yuan sat on the high stool in the coffee shop familiarly, and asked without warning: "Did you really escape the organization's pursuit?"

Matsushiro Kazuki frowned: "What do you mean?"

Hui Yuan Ai discovered that the resume he submitted a few days ago was intercepted by the organization in black?

"You," Conan gestured, "may have a positioning device."

Yesterday, after Hui Yuan Ai said that he had rewritten the post-it note, he suddenly understood where the vague feeling came from.

Positioning means?

Kazuki Matsushiro was taken aback.

"Mind if I take a look?" Hui Yuanai pointed to his mobile phone.

"Please." Matsushiro Kazuki spread his hands and handed the phone to her.

【impossible. 】APTX4869 responded the most.

Inserting plug-ins into software and following information is APTX4869's forte. If someone inserts such a virus into Kazuki Matsushiro's social information, the system will not miss it.

[So this is why they asked me to come again yesterday?How do they know? 】Matsushiro Kazuki paid attention to Haibara Ai's movements.

But Hui Yuanai who got the phone did not open the mailbox.

Instead, she suddenly turned off the phone, and with all her brute force, leaned against the corner of the table and forcibly opened the back cover of the phone.

A small dot shining with silver light suddenly fell from the button of the mobile phone, and rolled to the corner of the table with a jingle.

That's a locator.

The face slap comes so quickly, and it is different from other versions on the market. This locator is extraordinarily small and exquisite, and it can be embedded in the gap between the keys of the mobile phone without being found.

If you want to remove it, you can only disassemble it violently or pry open the back cover.

APTX4869 was taken aback: [What age do I have to locate others and actually use a physical locator, how can I scan it out with my system without a physical body?The organization in black put it on your phone? 】

APTX4869 blurted out a long list of questions, Kazuki Matsushiro closed his eyes and rubbed his temples: [How could the organization in black touch me. 】

He spends most of his time in the college.

[Last time on the street, there was that restaurant, yesterday at the coffee shop...] APTX4869 suddenly found out his itinerary for the past few days? Baba listed a bunch of options.

Kazuki Matsushiro took a deep breath: [You and I both know, can such fine movements be completed in the instant of passing each other on the street?Can the staff of the black organization be so fast? 】

APTX4869 was silent for a while.

【Your silence means that you also know who it is.】 Matsushiro Kazuki only felt a splitting headache, and there was a kind of belated panic along the limbs along the backflow of blood to the heart, 【You just don't want to say it. 】

[Matsushiro, I...] APTX4869 rarely stutters.

The anthropomorphic system of the bureau's artificial intelligence was exceptionally good, and Kazuki Matsushiro could hear a trace of uneasiness and bewilderment from his words.

【I just think it shouldn't be Gojo Satoru? ] Its voice has never been so dazed.

[We, didn't we confirm that the death of the logistics staff had nothing to do with him?His blackening value has dropped, he has no reason to put location in your phone, he can use a location technique, no matter how bad it is, he still has six eyes...] APTX4869 can't stop talking.

[However,] Kazuki Matsushiro interrupted him, 【Only he has been in contact with this phone long enough to put such a delicate part in it. 】

Only when Gojo Satoru touched his cell phone when he went out to eat with the first and second graders.

Those who usually look funny with A before the remarks and special attention to the top are dragging a little illusory and meandering tail, and there are bursts of buzzing in the ears.

Why did he put a tracker in his mobile phone?

The skin remembered the trembling feeling of being watched yesterday, and he rubbed the center of his brows, only feeling his scalp go numb.