After raising the strongest magician, I died and escaped

This conversation with each other's ghosts came to an end in a table of afternoon tea.

Matsushiro Kazuki was carrying the alcoholic chocolate cake that he had packed back from the coffee shop and brought back to Nitzi, followed by Gojo Satoru.

He was not wearing the uniform of the high school, and Kazuki Matsushiro recognized him at a glance. The flat ironed white shirt on his upper body was the one that APTX4869 said last time should cost at least 50.

The pile of clothes in his closet can add up to at least two more suites, which can be described as a soul-stirring prodigal defeat.

However, according to the size of the Wutiao family, maybe this little money is not in their eyes.

Matsushiro Kazuki thought as he walked, if he has so much money, he should hire a designer to decorate it, what's wrong with squeezing him.

He was just halfway through criticizing Wubailao in his mind when he suddenly felt Wujo Wu tugging at his sleeve.

"What's the matter?" Kazuki Matsushiro turned his head, watched Gojo Satoru pull his sleeves once and for all, and glanced at his expressionless face, "I have something to say."

"It's nothing." Wujo Wujo saw that Matsushiro Kazuki didn't get rid of himself, and hooked his cuff with an index finger, "I just remembered something suddenly."

Kazuki Matsushiro glanced at the man's face that was hesitant to speak: "Open your mouth."

There is something to talk about, with this expression of wanting to talk but not wanting to talk, those who don't know think what happened to Wujo Wu.

"The dessert cabinet I ordered at home a few days ago..."

Gojo Gojo hadn't finished speaking when he saw Kazuki Matsushiro's face turn indifferent and interrupted: "Okay, shut up."

Which pot does not open which pot.

He doesn't want to think about the dessert cabinet for now.

Matsushiro Kazuki angrily shook off his fingers hooked on his cuff, and walked to the front with the liqueur chocolate cake alone.

As soon as he quickened his pace, Gojo Satoru also quickened his pace, stepped forward a few steps and grabbed his sleeve again to follow behind, with a drawn-out tone: "Hey—don't be angry."

"If you don't like that cabinet, we can change it," Gojo Satoru followed behind and chattered endlessly, "The small bookshelf I saw in the furniture store last time is good, and the small freezer specially used for ice cream is also fine, if you can't make a decision If so, you can buy them all and see which one you like.”

This is the uncle who shakes his hands while standing and talking without back pain.

Matsushiro Kazuki rolled his eyes uncontrollably and was about to roll out.

"A dessert cabinet isn't enough for you, is it?" He angrily saved his cuff from Wujo Wu's grasp, "Do you want to buy a house and use it to store these freezer bookshelves and dessert cabinets?"

"It's not impossible, then I can buy the deformable sofa that I liked very much before..." Gojo Satoru curled his hands and rubbed his chin, as if he was really thinking, "I think the downstairs is very good. "

"Gojo Satoru," Matsushiro Kazuki took a deep breath, "There are people living downstairs."

As expected, the grandson never went back after he left the furniture store that day, and he didn't even know that a new person had moved in downstairs.

"Is there someone living here?" Gojo Satoru really started to think now, "Then you say I'll pay double the price... can I buy it?"

Matsushiro Kazuki: "... If you have a lot of money and have nowhere to spend it, you can give it to me."

Gojo Satoru was very active: "Swipe card or transfer money?"

Matsushiro Kazuki: ...

He squinted his eyes and looked Gojo Goto from top to bottom. It should not be his illusion, but Gojo Goto is particularly active today...

Including in the coffee shop, Gojo Satoru seemed to deliberately lead him to say those words.

In front of Conan and an unidentified Okiya Subaru in the coffee shop, it is understandable for him to behave like this, but now that they have all come out, why is Gojo Satoru still acting like this?

His eyes stopped on Gojo Satoru's fingers hooking his sleeve.

After coming out of the coffee shop, Gojo Satoru seems to have kept this posture.

What is in his palm?

Matsushiro Kazuki grabbed his palm that hooked his cuff with his backhand.Gojo Satoru unfolded along with his strength, and there was nothing in his palm.

Matsushiro Kazuki gave a meal.

"I guessed wrong." Gojo Satoru laughed out loud when he saw the rare surprise on Matsushiro Kazuki's face.

He slowly stretched out his other hand that had been in his pocket all the time, and spread it out like a show: "Here."

Matsushiro Kazuki: "This is... a listening device?"

He thought that Gojo Satoru had taken something from Okiya Subaru, but what he had in his hand was actually a bug?

"It's not mine," Gojo Satoru quickly disentangled the relationship, "I can only use a tracker at most."

"Do you want me to say thank you?" Kazuki Matsushiro reached out to pick up the listening device and looked at it, "The tracker is not much better, you are on par."

"Where is it?" Gojo Satoru argued for himself and at the same time stomped on others, "I don't know how to use bugs, I look like a pervert."

"Don't, be more confident, remove the 'like', you are a pervert," Kazuki Matsushiro threw the bug back into his palm, raising his eyebrows, "So who is this pervert who is comparable to you?"

Gojo Satoru blinked: "My nephew?"

Matsushiro Kazuki:?

His mind froze for a moment before he could react.

Conan put it?

That night, an email from Miyano Shiho arrived.

Of course, this email sent from Miyano Shiho's email address was not written by him himself, and someone else signed the letter.

Probably because he was eager to explain after being labeled as a pervert, APTX4869 pertinently extracted the main content of Conan's full text after reading the entire letter: [I put bugs on you this afternoon, but I'm not a pervert, I mean Gojo Satoru who came to you looks very murderous, but I am not a pervert. The short-acting antidote to A drug is very important. We are afraid that you will have an accident with him, but I am not a pervert. Anyway, I am very sorry, but I am definitely not abnormal. 】

Matsushiro Kazuki: 【...To tell you the truth, I only have the word pervert in my mind right now. 】

[Who isn't,] APTX4869 smash it, smash it, [Do you want it back? 】

Kudo Shinichi is good at everything, but his curiosity and death mentality are too strong.

It is one of the highest computing power produced by the authority outside the world. It dare not show up in front of Gojo Satoru, throwing a monitor on Liuyan, how dare the young man.

This is not a pervert, this is clearly a warrior.

And the reason why the Warriors were not dealt with by Gojo Satoru like it is also very simple.

One is that even if he is a teenager in person, he is at best a child who looks seven or eight years old. In Gojo Satoru's mind, he is probably not as threatening as the masked Okiya Subaru next to him.

Another thing is that thanks to the monitor he put on, Gojo Satoru intentionally misled them all the way about the relationship between Kazuki Matsushiro and him, and got addicted to showing off.

Asking Kudo to put something other than a listener is another story.

[Go back,] Kazuki Matsushiro didn't know that his system had been lamenting Kudo Shinichi's brave behavior for a long time in his heart. He typed a few lines, and instantly saw the brain pain to the densely packed "perverts" in the letter above. ,【I don’t want to leave a psychological shadow on the child anymore. 】

By the way, ask about "the grown-up" with the stitches on his face.

After thinking about it, he still felt that this was worth paying attention to.

Okiya Subaru's sudden interruption before should be due to seeing Gojo Satoru outside the glass, so he didn't continue to talk, only said that he had this suture line on his face.

But let's not mention the wonderful commonality between the curse spirit with sutures on his face and the "that adult" that Subaru Okiya said.

In general terms alone, this is not quite right.

Even if a normal person has a wound on his face, it will become a scar instead of a suture after healing.And if it is not healed, who will expose a wound on the face that has not yet healed and has stitches removed?

No matter how you listen to this person, there is a strange feeling.

Kazuki Matsushiro pressed send with one button, and thoughtfully asked the system to bring up the real person's panel again.

On the other end, when the notification sounded, Edogawa Conan jumped up, "What did he say?"

In the hours between the discovery of the bug and the sending of the email, he had been in a state of entanglement.

On the one hand, he believed in Akai Shuichi's words, and also suspected that Gojo Satoru's appearance during the three coffee shop appointments was not a coincidence.

But on the other hand, Kazuki Matsushiro, who has been included in his own category and is a key link in the research and development of the APTX4869 antidote, has an unusual relationship with him.The two are not only dating, but even living together.

With such a tangled mood, after sending the email and cryptically mentioning Wutiaowu, seeing their eyes seemed to be wrong, he fell into anxiety.

"You're not in front of the computer by yourself..." Hui Yuanai saw his uneasy look, stood up, opened the inbox, and glanced briefly, "He said you're not a pervert."

Edogawa Conan: "...what else?"

He said so much about Gojo Satoru, Matsushiro Kazuki replied, aren't you a pervert?

"And I didn't send you a message," Hui Yuanai glanced at ten lines, "Ask a few words about the antidote, and then ask me if I can get the APTX4869 in the hands of the organization for him to do research on."

"It's a bit difficult," Akai Shuichi just opened the door and said, "Everyone who has taken APTX4869 will be registered. The consumption of the drug and the number of users are in a strict one-to-one correspondence. If you want to get a pill but you can't It is very difficult to operate without increasing users.”

"If you want to make a grain of APTX4869, you must find their next mission target, and then interrupt them the moment the target takes APTX4869," Conan was also thoughtful, "but how to interrupt..."

"There's another part for you later." Hui Yuanai didn't interrupt his thoughts, and turned to look back at Akai Hideichi.

"Bring it to me?" Akai Shuichi pushed his glasses.

"Well," Huiyuan Ai briefly refined, "He asked you what the person with the sutures on his face looked like, what were the characteristics of the person who needed to be kept alive in your mission, and the most important thing. , Has he revealed his purpose?"

"He..." Akai Shuichi thought for a while, "he is tall, thin, with black hair, and wearing a conspicuous cassock. His bangs should be longer than his eyebrows, and there is a seam on his face."

"And then," Hui Yuanai asked while typing, "Is it okay if I just repeat your words and reply to him?"

"Yes," Chi Jingxiu nodded, "There is nothing special about the person who survived that time. It is just an ordinary person who is very ordinary no matter how you check it. It is said that the other party asked for it by name."

By name?

Hui Yuanai thought for a while, and highlighted this point in it.

"Is there any more?" she asked, tilting her head.

"Yes," Conan interjected, "Ask him who Gojo Satoru is, if he knows that he used to study in the organization, and if he knows his current situation."

"Also," he gushed, "what is the relationship between this person and the students in the dessert shop last time, and is there any connection with that religious school? Between them..."

"I've already sent it." Hui Yuanai pressed the Enter key, promptly interrupting Conancha's inquiry about his account.

"Step by step," she pointed at the computer with a calm expression, and leaned back, "Or do you want to directly tell the other party that there may be something wrong with your lover?"

"It's not..." No way.

Under her calm gaze, Conan slowly swallowed the second half of the sentence.

Well, he doesn't know much about it.

Kazuki Matsushiro replied quickly, and after opening it again, he confirmed to Okiya Subaru the exact location of the stitches on "that adult" face, and asked him if it was convenient for him to share the identity information of the original mission target.

"Where's Gojo Satoru?" Conan asked unwillingly.

"He said..." Hui Yuanai said slowly, "Gojo Go is the teacher of that religious school, and the students who went with him that day were Gojo Go's students."

"I told you not to be too nervous," Hui Yuanai nodded, "The reason why he doesn't like you is that the last time the students ate dessert with you and met a murder case, so you are very unknown in their teachings."

Conan: ? ? ?

Why is he the only one unknown?Isn't Huiyuan also there?

Also, what kind of useless excuse is this.

He's not really an eight-year-old kid, so he doesn't even want to work harder to lie to him!

So after Akai Hideichi finished answering, he didn't give up and said, "Then you ask him."

"Religious schools always have to believe in religion, right? What religion do they believe in? It's unknown if they encounter a murder case? There must be a reason?"

[What do you believe in?Why ask this? 】After Kazuki Matsushiro finished reading Okiya Subaru's reply, he fell into deep thought on the last line, 【How do I know what religion I believe in? 】

They go out and always say that they are a religious school, and then the other person will automatically make a reasonable explanation for their strange behavior, and that's it.

No one ever got to the bottom of it and asked them what they believed in...

[Then why don't you just say one? ] The dog-headed strategist APTX4869 came up with a bad idea next to him.

Matsushiro Kazuki: [Not so good...]

Just to say something, in order to cover up the anomalies in the magic world, I made up an excuse that I saw an unknown murder case. I feel that no matter what the religion is, it is a kind of discredit to other people's beliefs. statement.

But if you don't say anything, the signs of the religious schools have already been posted. What kind of religious schools are called if you don't believe in religion.

Kazuki Matsushiro pondered for a moment, then moved his fingers like flying, and sent with one click——

"What teaching?" Conan looked at Haibara Ai, "Can you say it again?"

Hui Yuanai: "He said that their school believes in the Flying Pasta God."