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"Hiss—although I have long known that Mr. Wujo is very rich.. But when I saw this sky-high bill, my heart still couldn't help but tremble. This hotel must be too expensive."

Yuzu Youren's expression was distorted, he stared at the Zhang hotel in front of him with pain in his face, and turned to look at Fu Hei Hui, "Hui, can this bill really be reimbursed at public expense?"

What kind of noble hotel wants XXXX dollars for one night!

If he stays a few more nights, his reward for this mission will almost be too much to cover, okay?

Fu Heihui looked like you were thinking about peaches, and said coldly: "You don't have that much budget, you are the one who insists on living here."

Youruhito Knotata had a painful expression on his face. Although he had saved a lot of savings after accepting the mission, such a sky-high priced hotel suite would still cause him to cry unknowingly. AA, right?"

Fu Heihui: "Hehe."

The room chosen by Yuzu Yujin happened to be next door to Gojo Satoru. When he opened the balcony and went out, he could see the other party's balcony.

"Did you close the curtains and go to sleep?"

Not even a ray of light came out, a piece of pure darkness.

It forms a strong and sharp contrast with the night scene of Las Vegas, which is brightly lit and enough to ignite the entire night sky not far away.

Fu Heihui also came out, glanced at the balcony next door, and said flatly, "This is not a curtain, it's a tent."

"Eh? How did Megumi figure it out? By the way, do you have any special ability to identify accounts?"

Hui rolled his eyes at him, then pointed to the curtains of the French windows behind them, "The colors are different, idiot."

The suite they are in is the same type of room as Wujo Satoru's suite, and the configuration is the same in theory, and the curtains in their room are beige gauze curtains, no matter what, it shouldn't be completely dark like this. clear situation.

Yuzu Yuhito's eyes widened, and he gave a thumbs up: "Hui's observation skills are really strong!"

"It's all chaos if you care about it."

Knotweed Youren choked, unable to refute at all.

Indeed, from the time he heard Hui's bold guess, he was not calm.

Although they have all believed in the news that Aoi had died in the Shibuya incident for the past year.

But now that I say this, recalling the clues of the past, it seems that everything seems to have traces to follow.

Mr. Gojo never personally admitted the fact that Aoi was dead, but after experiencing the confrontation between Nakahara Chuya and Gojo Satoru, everyone seemed to acquiesce in the fact that Aoi was sacrificed.

But in fact, no one has seen Aoi's body. Mr. Wujo kept silent about what happened in the subway station that day, and no one knew what happened.

And later, Teacher Wutiao went to the Xingxing Palace alone to find Tianyuan, so he resolutely resigned as a teacher in the college.I even took a long vacation to travel around the world after two months.

At that time, everyone thought that Mr. Wujo just needed to calm down for a while.Thinking about it now, it was indeed suspicious everywhere.

"But if Aoi really isn't dead, why didn't she tell us or contact us?"

I can't figure it out, this is not Todo Aoi's style at all.

Fu Heihui's eyes dimmed, and he murmured: "Who knows."

In the magic world, there are too many evil arts and sorceries that want to make a person not die but feel more uncomfortable than dying. .Or it's not that Aoi doesn't want to contact them, but that she simply can't.

So, on the day of the Shibuya incident, what happened to Gojo-sensei and the others?

..

"The guest of 901, he is quite special. He never let us in to clean up. But he is indeed a generous guest. I heard that the room has been reserved for two months!"

"Really? Do you know how early he usually leaves the hotel and how late he comes back?"

Fu Heihui's words made the cleaning aunt in front of her look embarrassed, hesitating didn't seem like opening her mouth.

Knotweed Yujin was also very responsive, immediately took out a tip from his pocket and stuffed it into the woman's hand.

The woman showed an embarrassed look, and quickly refused, "No, sir, this is against the rules."

Knotabagi Yuhito showed a cheerful and sincere smile, "It's okay! Just treat it as a subsidy for my aunt's hard work! If you feel embarrassed and don't answer it, it doesn't matter.. It's just that we are students of the gentleman in 901. But the teacher seems to be in a bad state recently. Great, we're just worried about him."

Auntie Baojie showed her original expression, her eyes were relieved a lot, she didn't know what she thought of, and said in a calm tone: "Actually, I don't know the time of this gentleman's entry and exit, but occasionally I heard it from my colleagues. When the gentleman came back every day, he would bring a bunch of fresh sunflowers with him. A colleague at the front desk asked, who did the flowers go to? The gentleman always said that it was for his wife. At first, there were many The young female colleagues are still secretly envious of the husband's wife...but."

"But what?"

She showed a frightened expression, looked around, and then said in a low voice: "Later, I heard from the front desk that the gentleman stayed alone and never brought anyone back. Then you say, those flowers are all given to you." Whose is it? In short, it is very strange!"

"But I've heard from you that he's not in the right state, maybe it's true... so young and so handsome, why did he become mentally ill?"

"."

After dismissing the cleaning aunt, the two jumped from the balcony of the room to the balcony of the room where Gojo Satoru was on the other side. The sun was shining outside, but it was still dark inside the window.

It really is a bill.

Teacher Wutiao had already left the house, so they came here boldly.

Fu Heihui stretched out his hand to feel outside the tent, then put down his hand and shook his head, "I can't enter."

Knotabagi Yourhito's eyes lit up, "That means, there must be something very important hidden inside!"

Maybe it is just as Fu Heihui guessed, Aoi is not dead at all!

Compared with the excitement of Knotabagi Youroto, Fu Heihui seemed much calmer, he even thought of more, his dark blue eyes were full of worry.

"Youren, do you know about Senior Yi Gu?"

Knotaba Yuhito scratched his head, "Is that the senior who was rated as a super magician when he entered school? I've heard of him, what's wrong with him?"

"Senior Yigu's lover, Qiben Lixiang, died accidentally when he was young. The senior who couldn't accept his death unconsciously cursed Lixiang and made him a super-cursed spirit."

Kunzhang Youruhito was startled, "You want to say... Aoi too."

That's why it takes a lot of trouble to set up a tent in the room and deny everyone from entering?

"How...how is it possible."

But Mr. Wujo said that love is the most twisted curse in the world.

Fu Heihui's speculation cast a bleak shadow over their actions.But the unique optimism and upliftment in Knotabagi Hisohito's character quickly cheered him up.

"These are just potential possibilities, aren't they?"

Fu Heihui was dumb.

"No matter what, we have to figure this out first!"

"."

The sunflowers mentioned by Aunt Cleaning are easy to find, because there is a flower shop near the hotel. In the transparent glass window, the brilliantly blooming sunflowers are placed in a super conspicuous position.

"Ah - I'm sorry! The sunflowers in the store are all booked by customers. It's not the sunflower season now, and the local sunflowers are not in stock yet, so they need to be shipped back by air. So we usually buy only when there are reservations."

Knotaba Yuhito showed a regretful expression, "So it's like this... Are there any other flower shops around here that have stock? I really want to buy sunflowers."

The owner of the florist showed a helpless smile, "As far as I know, there is a source of sunflowers nearby. It seems that we are the only one. If the two gentlemen need it, the shop can help you book it today. But the soonest It will be delivered the day after tomorrow.”

Youruhito Knotata and Fu Heihui exchanged glances, and the latter said knowingly, "Then why don't you, boss, help us contact the gentleman who has made an appointment and see if he is willing to give up his love?"

"Sorry, I don't have the contact information of that gentleman. But that gentleman will always come to pick up flowers in the evening. If you two don't mind, you can try your luck in the evening, maybe you can meet that gentleman maybe."

Fu Heihui looked at Yu Zhang Yuren calmly, and when he was about to ask for a reason to retreat, the flower shop owner asked again: "Excuse me, are you two lovers? I can recommend you some other things." There are more meaningful flowers! You see, Ecuadorian rose quicksand and arctic blue were all flown in by air early this morning!"

Seeing the indescribable expressions of the two people, as if they had eaten shit, the boss showed a puzzled expression, "Eh? Gentlemen, what's the matter?"

..

On the seaside road in Las Vegas, Knotaba Yuhito and Fu Heihui climbed the railing on the side, facing the sea, facing the humid and salty sea breeze mixed with the hot summer.

Seeing that Fu Heihui was still constipated, it seemed that he was still immersed in the violent attack of the flower shop owner just now.

Yuzuhiro pursed his lips, and said, "At least we have figured out the daily itinerary of Mr. Wutiao."

After breakfast at the hotel in the morning, I will go to the florist to buy sunflowers, then sit in a nearby coffee shop and read the newspaper for a while, go surfing on the beach in the afternoon, and go to the florist to pick up the ordered flowers back to the hotel for a rest in the evening.

Then at night, he would occasionally play a few games in the casino, or go to an event held on the beach. Moyo would go to a nearby dessert shop to buy some cakes around ten o'clock in the evening, and then return to the hotel alone to end the day's trip.

"What—it's all about vacation life!"

Fu Heihui nodded.

Suddenly, shadows struck, and tall figures blocked the sunlight that shone behind them.

Then a pair of cool hands touched the back of their necks respectively, and a sullen voice sounded at the same time: "I saw my lovely student use the tracking method so vividly. As a teacher, I am so happy." ! If it is not used on the teacher, the teacher will feel more relieved—”

Knotweed Yuren and Fu Heihui exploded in an instant.